Chapter 105: Sketching Beauty Pictures

"Prince Yue Kepeng, please respect me!" Liu Rushi said coldly with frosty face: "I will give a question. Whoever answers the answers to me the most will I marry!"

"That won't work. What if you favor Eunuch Yi in favor of you!" Li Yuanxian said.

"If the fourth prince has any objection, you can not participate!" Fu Wangdao.

"This is not OK. You are playing tricks. All the princes here do not agree to do this. Besides, there are so many people in the Ming Dynasty, and someone will definitely help Yi Tusheng!"

"Yilang, can you draw?" Liu Rushi asked.

"Will..." Yi Tusheng frowned.

"You princes can draw, right?"

Yue Kepeng and others looked at each other and nodded together: "How can you draw? Do you want to take the exam to teach our painters?"

"I want to give each of the princes a portrait for me, so that even if someone gives me some advice, it is useless. You all rely on your skills. Whoever draws the best suits the lady's wishes will be selected!"

"Yes! But we have a request!" Huang Taiji suddenly stood up and said, "When we paint, the lady and the prince and the concubine have to avoid it. The paintings they were drawn do not sign. The lady only chose them by the painter. This is fair, okay?"

"No, what should you do if you cheat?" Liu Rushi said anxiously, which disrupted her plan.

"We supervise each other, no one has the chance to cheat. Miss, please rest assured!" Huang Tai said confidently: "If Miss opposes again, she will intentionally cheat!"

"This...Yilang..." Liu Rushi's appearance was fading.

"Don't keep Yilang and Yilang's applause? Yi Tusheng hasn't won yet. It's not certain who your wife is. It's not appropriate to call him so intimately!" Yue Kepeng said angrily.

"Miss, don't worry, my paintings are unique and I will definitely win the championship!" Yi Tusheng encouraged Liu Rushi with a bright smile.

"Okay! You guys tell me how to compete!" Liu Rushi said tremblingly.

"We go to the prince's side hall. Please prepare everything. The rest of us will wait outside the door, with a stick of incense!" Huang Taiji said.

"Yes, I agree. However, Prince, Yi Tusheng has something to ask for!"

"Eunuch Yi has something to say!"

"It's not a big deal. There must be lead blocks in the Tomorrow, right?"

In ancient times, women wiped lead in powder, so most wealthy families have lead blocks.

"Yes, of course there is, why did Eunuch Yi suddenly ask about this!"

"Your Majesty doesn't need to ask, just lend me a piece!" Yi Tusheng smiled.

King Fu pondered for a moment and ordered: "You go to the side hall to prepare immediately. Cuiyu will come to the lead block in the concubine's room!" The maid responded and turned around and left.

"Are you afraid that Eunuch Yi will be embarrassed to see someone if you lose, so you will find a piece of lead to kill yourself!" Yue Kepeng teased.

"You don't have to worry about this, prince. You should take care of yourself!" Yi Tusheng retorted.

After about half an hour, the lead block was brought, and everything in the side hall was ready. King Fu said: "Everything is ready, please, Lord Yi and all the princes!" After saying that, he glanced at Yi Tusheng and showed a worried look. Liu Rushi shouted softly: "Yilang..."

Yi Tusheng shook the lead blocks in his hand, smiled and said, "Miss, please rest assured, everything is in my control!" Li Yuanxian and others sneered and entered the side hall one after another. King Fu, Liu Rushi and others were locked outside the door.

There were six or seven tables in the side hall, with all the pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. A stick of incense was lit on the vermilion coffee table against the wall, and a small piece had been burned.

Yue Kepeng and others picked up brushes, lay on the table, and splashed ink.

Yi Tusheng didn't even look at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he didn't even look at it. He couldn't even take a brush, let alone draw.

"Clang"

Everyone was surprised. When they looked back, Yi Tusheng actually pulled out the soft sword. Yue Kepeng's face changed drastically and he said angrily: "Yi Tusheng, what do you want to do? Do you want to plot against us?"

"Don't be nervous, you princes, you have other uses. You will never attack you. Don't worry, don't worry!"

"That won't work. Who knows what you want to be? You Ming Dynasty people are the most cunning!" Li Yuanxian hurriedly pulled out his guns and slapped them on the table in case of an accident.

Yue Kepeng sneered and continued to paint, and the rest of the people showed disdain on their faces. It was concluded that Yi Tusheng could not paint at all!

Yi Tusheng does not know how to draw with brushes, but he can draw sketches: the four basic trainings of the Secret Service, including memory, judgment, listening, and the most important painting ability. Memory requires the team members to remember a large amount of information in an instant; judgment is to correctly identify the sniper's orientation; listening is very complicated, requiring the team members to judge the number, orientation, and the weight of the equipment they carry through subtle sounds. The painting ability is the most important and widely used of the four items, requiring you to draw portraits of the target person, draw images of sneaking into the base, etc.

Yi Tusheng had lost a lot of effort before he cut the lead into a pencil. Yue Kepeng and Huang Taiji had finished the painting and were piercing each other. The incense was burned halfway, and seeing that Yi Tusheng's paper was still blank, everyone's faces showed a sneering look.

Yi Tusheng didn't care either. He found a piece of cloth to wipe his hands, closed his eyes and thought about Liu Rushi's appearance. The tip of the pencil was pressed against the white paper and started drawing.

Sketching was introduced from the West to the East only after the 20th century. People from the Ming Dynasty and neighboring countries had never seen this kind of painting method that only uses lines and outlines to summarize a person. Therefore, Yi Tusheng wrote and the princes of various countries laughed out loud.

"What's the matter!"

"It's simply sensational!"

"In the words of the Ming Dynasty, this is the end of the trick, haha!"

Sketching can express what you see in a concrete and subtle way. Sketching masters not only draw pictures quickly but also accurate, just like photos. Although they have their own advantages in artistic expression and are good at it, Chinese painting is too abstract and not as detailed as sketching. At first glance, sketching is still much better.

Another feature of sketching is that it is "fast". Yi Tu completed the painting in less than half a stick of incense. A clean and tidy woman appeared on the white paper, with clear outlines and clear expressions, almost exactly the same as Liu Rushi.

At this time, the King of Fu outside the door shouted: "Please put the paintings at the door and arrange them casually. I will open the door!"

All the princes were very confident. Before they could take a look at Yi Tusheng's painting, they placed the painting at the door, Yi Tusheng put it at the end, smiling and proudly independent.

The door opened, and four or five maids lowered their heads and picked up the painting and handed it to King Fu's hand. King Fu handed it to Liu Rushi's hand carefully and respectfully, and then walked in with his hands behind his back.

"Thank you all the princes, come and see the tea! But you still can't go out. You have to wait until you choose and close the door!"

Holding six or seven paintings, Liu Rushi's hands kept shaking: Yilang, Yilang, which one was painted by you?

The maids showed the paintings one by one before everyone's eyes. Liu Rushi held her breath and looked patiently. These painters were all exquisite, but she was not sure that the one was painted by Yi Tusheng.

Liu Rushi simply stopped looking and walked around in front of the paintings. Suddenly, he heard a whisper from everyone's mouth. He quickly turned around and watched. After seeing it, he was stunned: one of them was simple in color and fine lines, just like the image he had in the mirror. This was simply amazing.

Everyone unanimously praised: "This is simply a stroke of magic. Even a god cannot paint a person so vivid and realistic, so exactly the same!" But Yi Tusheng had such ability.

Liu Rushi's heart pounded wildly. She fell in love with this painting deeply and really wanted to treasure it by her side. However, if it was not, no matter how good it was, she could not say it was good!

"Huh" she walked over and exclaimed, "Why is this painting not as fragrant as ink?" She stretched out her finger, lit it on the painting, and smelled it under her nose. She actually smelled the lead powder. She couldn't help but say to herself: "What's going on...ah...I know!"

Liu Rushi remembered the lead block that shook in front of her eyes when Yi Tusheng was leaving. His eyes lit up and he suddenly realized: "Prince, Rushi has an answer. It is this painting. Its owner is my chosen husband!"

"Miss Rushi must think clearly, a mistake will lead to eternal regret!" King Fu was also admiring this painting in his heart, but he always felt that this painting was not the style of the Ming Dynasty, but seemed to come from a foreign land. Could it be that it was painted by a prince?

"Don't think about it, this one is this one. No matter who his master is, he will marry him!"

"Okay, then I'll ask all the princes to come out and stand beside their own paintings!" King Fu ordered.

The door opened again, and Yue Kepeng and others walked proudly to their paintings and stood there. When Yi Tusheng stood beside the sketch, Liu Rushi cried with joy: "Yi Lang... it's really you... I guessed right... I guessed right!"

"Mr. Yi is really both civil and military, it's amazing. This painting is rare in the world!"

"I admire you. I have never painted so vividly. It's so amazing, a stroke of magic!" An old Hanlin said excitedly.

"I've talked about it, everyone has talked about it!" Yi Tu said politely.

"Okay, the competition is over. All the lords and princes have heard it. Miss Rushi chose Lord Yi's words. Princes, you all lost. Is there anything else to say?"
Chapter completed!