The atmosphere in Qinghui became strange. The woman who came here to learn painting originally wanted to see Zhong Buqi's miserable ending, but since Xue Yuan came down from the second floor and returned to Huazhai, there was no movement anymore.

Zhong Yue was too lazy to bother with these people, and sat with the little girl who had surprised him before in a long pavilion and ate candied fruit.

"Is it delicious?"

"Good times~" Xiao Yuhuan's eyes were almost smiling like a crescent. She was originally learning painting in Tongtang, but at her age, it was very difficult. Xue Yuan did not come to teach again. When Zhong Yue came back, she saw that the little girl was back to the end and brought her over.

"It's fine to sit in front, why are you back to your old seat?"

The little girl ordered some candied dates on the plate and asked carefully: "Can I eat another one?"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Be careful to become a fat pig, no one wants you in the future." To be honest, he looked left and right but couldn't see that this fat girl has the potential to become the four beauties. Or is it because modern beauties have seen too many, and the ancient beauties have not been optimized to a certain extent?

Xiao Yuhuan sucked her fingers, looking unwilling, "Ah, then I won't eat..."

“Eat another one.”

“No more eating…”

Zhong Yue smiled, "I'm lying to you, eating candied fruit won't be fat." He didn't expect that the little girl would be so concerned about his words that eating candied fruit will make him fat, so he explained kindly, wondering if Yang Yuhuan will strangle Zhong Yue to death when he becomes fat because of eating candied fruit.

"real?"

"But if you eat one, you have to answer my question."

Yang Yuhuan ate a candied date and his mouth was bulging, "You talk (talk)."

"What is your family doing?"

Yang Yuhuan said: "Dad is a Zhongzhou Sihu."

"Why did you come here to learn painting?" Zhong Yue was a little depressed now. In Daqian, some people live according to the historical trajectory, while others have completely different trajectories. For example, Yang Yuhuan, who came to learn painting, although he had never verified whether Yang Yuhuan could draw, it was absolutely impossible for him to come to Zhongzhou to learn painting.

"Only by learning painting can you have the opportunity to join Yungong."

This is not the first time Zhong Yue has heard Yungong's words this time, and asked: "Is Yungong very powerful?"

"Of course, in Zhongzhou, Daoting, Yungong and Jiange, they are the holy places that countless calligraphers and painters dream of."

"Daoting?" Zhong Yue recalled that he seemed to have participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival Song of the Taoist temple, and later it caused quite a stir. It turned out that it was really Zhongzhou.

Yang Yuhuan ate candied dates and said, "Does the eldest brother want to join the Dao Ting? It is very difficult to join the Dao Ting. Many Zhongzhou talents are not qualified. If the eldest brother really wants to give it a try, it is recommended to go to other study and painting buildings to try it. It is basically in Qinghui..."

"Am I?" Zhong Yue came to his senses, "Let's talk about it."

At the beginning, Zhong Yue was free to come and go, and could play with mountains and rivers and tease children. Now it is not possible. He has to consider risks and rewards every time he does, otherwise it is very likely that the salted fish will drown in the deep water.

"I... let's talk about it, by the way. Then what's going on with this Thirteen Bridge?"

"Why don't you know anything about the big brother?" Xiao Yuhuan stared at the fruit plate with candied fruits again.

Zhong Yue said, "Eat it, eat it."

"Thirteen Bridges are the thirteen bridges above the Bian River. There are countless painting buildings and study rooms in Zhongzhou. These three holy places select talents from these study buildings every year. This is the most famous painting building study room named after the Thirteen Bridges. This is the last bridge on the Bian River - Qinghui."

"How long have the people who are learning painting in Tongtang?"

Yang Yuhuan shook his head, "Some people who may have been studying for ten or eight years, but those who cannot be selected by Yao Jiao are destined to have no chance with Yungong. However, because Qinghui is famous, many people are still willing to come and learn painting, at least they have a chance. My father said that I am still young, and if I can really enter Yungong, our family will be prosperous."

Zhong Yue took a sip of tea and said to himself: If you are really the drunk Yang Yuhuan of the imperial concubine, how could you not be successful?

"So Yungong is the one who picks people, and these painters in the paintings are sent to the paintings?"

"Well. This time Yungong hosted the Four Seas Banquet, which was very popular. Aren't the elder sisters in this Huazhai going to retreat to paint?"

Zhong Yue nodded. No wonder Xue Hongqiong was so anxious that he was like a monkey. He also thought that for a painting, there was no need to exaggerate it. It seemed to be related to the future.

"Are Yungong all the women's soldiers?"

"Well. So Qinghuicai is a female painter, and the Yao family has some friendship with the Palace Master of Yungong, so many talented girls from Zhongzhou will send girls from their families to learn painting. In this way, the opportunity to learn painting in the hall was spent, so my father spent a lot of money to keep me in the painting building because I was too young."

Zhong Yue learned about the situation of this place, and he felt a little confident. At least this Qinghui Painting Building is not a black shop, so he also put some snacks on it.

"You are not young, at least you are big."

Yang Yuhuan, who was still eating candied fruit, pouted and had been with the young ladies with heavy makeup for a long time, and became more and more beautiful. Perhaps the style of fat as a beauty in the prosperous Tang Dynasty did not prevail in Daqian.

Seeing the little girl's angry look, she muttered like a little pufferfish. Zhong Yue touched her head, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Take these candied fruits for eating."

"I won't eat anymore. I don't know that my sister will come to teach again tomorrow. Xiao Huan can't get up every day, so he can only do the last one, and he can't even see it..." The little girl lowered her head and muttered.

Seeing this little girl so pitiful, Zhong Yue was also a little funny. He taught Xiao Yan Pang in the calligraphy and Pang, and if he also taught a little fat ring in the painting, then, the golden boy and jade girl in the calligraphy and painting world would be two fat people, what an interesting picture would be.

"If you want, learn from me."

"With big brother? Do you know how to draw?"

Zhong Yue pinched the little fat ring's face, "Look at the big sister before, are you still coming to trouble me?"

"Are you even better than Sister Yuanyuan?"

Zhong Yue said, "I am your sister Yuanyuan's master. Do you think it's amazing?"

"Wow! Then I want to be a student of my elder brother, too."

"Okay, go and play by yourself." Zhong Yue stood up and stretched, looked at Aunt Lao Fu who was walking over, and with two book children beside him, he knew what was going on.

"These two painting children are matched by Consultant Zhong."

Zhong Yue smiled, "What's the name?"

"Zhang Xuan."

"Zhou Fang."

Zhong Yue took a breath of air conditioning.

Are there such high requirements for being a painting child now?

These two guys, in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, were both famous painters...

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