Shin's painter

"So what do you want?"

"My daughter wants to learn painting. Most of Sun's book covers and writing are the same, and there is nothing new. When my daughter comes back from school, the Sun family can draw by herself. My daughter studies more, hoping to develop a quiet temperament."

Mrs. Sun thought for a while, and then asked: "It's rare that Qiwa knows how to reflect, and I feel very comforted for my mother. This is a good thing, you can handle it yourself. Why did you come here to talk to your mother?"

When my daughter was thirteen years old, she dared to go out alone to help with the family business.She has long passed the age of discussing small things with her parents.

"Daughter thought, since she wants to learn, she must find the best teacher." Sun Qizi vomited out his ultimate goal step by step.

"Who do you want to learn from?"

"Painter Shen."

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she didn't speak, but Sun Xingpu couldn't help interjecting: "I heard that Master Shen refused to accept apprentices, so I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

When Shen Xiaozhi paints, she doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders.There were only two public paintings in front of people, both of which were ordered by the emperor himself and forced to do so.

She once publicly said: Shen is a person with little knowledge and knowledge, not enough to be a teacher.

With this statement, many painters were prevented from coming to apprentice.

This time when Sun Xingpu interjected, Mrs. Sun did not blame her.She asked her daughter seriously: "Is it necessary to be a painter Shen?"

"Ok!"

Sun Qizi nodded heavily and repeated. "It must be a painter Shen."

Mrs. Sun clapped her hands lightly and said with a smile: "This is the first time Qiwa has come to ask for help for mother. How can mother refuse? Don't worry, mother will find a way for you. Wait for good news from mother!"

Two days later, Sun Qizi officially came to pay homage to Master Shen as his teacher.

Everyone in Jinducheng was dumbfounded and shouted strangely: How did Sun Qizi do it? !

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Chapter 6

Dajiao Xiaoshe, located next to the bamboo forest in the east of the river, occupies a large area. It is an elegant house with three courtyards.

Shen Xiaozhi loved bamboo since he was a child. He bought [-] acres of land in Hedong, planted a piece of green Xiangfei bamboo, and then built an elegant house on the side as a studio.

In the early morning of this day, when the heavy snow stopped for a while, someone stepped on the snow, leaving a series of footprints in different shades on the snow.

The road is blocked by heavy snow, so there is no need to welcome guests.

Sandalwood got up late.

She followed the little girl to prepare breakfast, while she walked around to the door to check the snow.People, as soon as they pushed open the bamboo door, they saw someone standing in front of the door waiting.

The man was still gray and white, with a smile that could melt snowflakes on his handsome face.

Isn't it the disciple Shen Jiashi had no choice but to accept as his disciple three days ago: Miss Sun's family.

The snow was knee-deep, the snow was slippery, and the horses could not move forward, and it was difficult to walk.On this bitterly cold morning, she came alone, what's the hurry?

Seeing that her handsome face was frozen, Tan Xiang hurriedly invited her in.

As soon as you enter the house, you are greeted with warmth and the fire is just booming.

Before sitting down, Sun Qizi asked, "Where's sister Xiaozhi?"

The two are already in a master-student relationship, and the title is inappropriate, but Tan Xiang did not correct her.

Speaking of Painter Shen, she went down to Nandu City after the apprenticeship ceremony two days ago, returned the precious pomegranate tin to its original owner, and returned to Hedong late at night yesterday.

While serving tea, Sandalwood replied, "Miss just came back last night, so she probably hasn't gotten up yet."

Hearing this, Seventh Sun couldn't hide his disappointment.

After the day of apprenticeship, she said that she had something to go south for a few days, but there was no news, and she didn't dare to come to disturb her.Until last night when I heard that she had returned home, it seemed presumptuous to visit late at night. I tossed and turned all night without sleep. I couldn't hold back my longing, so I came here early in the morning on the cold snow.

And the beauty is still in bed.

Without waiting for Sun Qizi to reply, Tan Xiang said again: "Since Miss Sun is here, let Miss Sun wake her up for Tan Xiang. I will be busy asking ancestors to make offerings later, it is too late."

The snow in front of the door has not been shoveled, and the sacrifices are still being prepared. This is the busiest day of the year.

Sandalwood wished she had ten hands. In the past in Yuan Mansion, she didn't have to rush around in such a day, but now she has to do everything by herself, and it's the first time for her to handle it, so naturally she is a little rushed.

Sun Qizi couldn't believe that there was such a good opportunity, and he was shocked in place for a moment.

Sandalwood added: "Girls are lazy, if she can't afford it, please don't be too polite, Miss Sun, you must wake her up!" After saying that, she hurried out.

After a while, Sun Qizi woke up with a start.

Painter Shen's boudoir is on the left side of the back of the Sanjinyuan, the main room belongs to Shen Sanxiu, and Tanxiang lives on the right side.

She had stood under the east wall many times, holding a green bamboo head and thinking about the person inside the wall, and now she was able to take a look inside.She slowed down her excitement, walked through the corridor, walked around the east door, and stepped into the backyard.

In the courtyard, Bai Xue had just shoveled, but the floor was still wet and slippery. She almost slipped and fell, and she couldn't take care of it.

Painter Shen's boudoir is very recognizable, the window paper is a painting painted by her herself: a few wisps of sloping willows are facing the wind, and passenger ships on the river come by themselves.

Sun Qizi's hand trembled slightly, resting on the door, but he was unable to push it open.Exhaling a breath of hot air, she calmed down and called outside the door: "Sister Xiaozhi! Sister Xiaozhi!!"

She blushed, but the sound inside the door was completely turned off.

If so, I called it several times, but there was no reply at all.She gritted her teeth, bravely pushed the door open and entered——