Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Qiu Yuanliang and Qiu Kun look forward to Li Wangyou.

“Small master, what do you think is missing? Are these enough?”

“Enough, let people take the cork and saponins together to boil water, soak the tea separately Water. In addition, prepare a few ovens, which will be used to dry the scrolls.”

When the cork and saponins are cooked, Li Wangyou asks someone to fetch the brush, and carefully dip the brush and cook it into a yellowish brown The liquid was brushed on the scroll several times, and then it was dried.

After that, brush it several times with tea water, dry it, and then brush with cork and saponine water. After repeating it several times, the original brand-new picture scroll becomes like an ancient painting that has passed through thousands of years, and it is outdated.

As for the scroll of the picture scroll, it doesn’t matter. If you are asked, you will answer that the original is rotten, and you can replace it with a new one.

Li Wangyou made seven or eight picture scrolls in one go. He was afraid that he might need to redraw them if he did not paint them well. After all, he has never drew such a big sketched portrait before coming back, so he is not very confident.

Let Qiu Yuanliang help him prepare charcoal and steamed cakes. Hearing that he was going to steam cakes, Qiu Yuanliang thought Li Wangyou was hungry and planned to prepare another banquet for him.

Li Wangyou can only explain with a smile, it’s not that he is hungry. Steamed buns are a tool for painting.

Anyone who has studied sketching knows that wiping with steamed buns can replace the eraser, and it can soften the sketch gradually, which is a very convenient tool.

This Great Tang has nowhere to find rubber, so it is just replaced with steamed cake.

Everything is ready, Li Wangyou suddenly slapped his forehead.

I forgot one of the most important things, and one model is missing!

To draw a portrait of a beautiful woman in ancient costume as tall as a person, this is something Li Wangyou has never painted before. He can’t draw it without a model as a reference for him.

When this matter was told to Qiu Yuanliang, father and son, both of them were dumbfounded.

Although they don’t understand what Li Wangyou’s model is, they understand that Li Wangyou needs to paint this picture after a certain woman.

Qiu Yuanliang simply ordered the slave servants in the mansion to find all his concubines, and let Li Wangyou choose by himself to see who is the right “model”.

This product is simply a bit unexpected by Li Wangyou. This is Great Tang, so just let Ji concubine come out to see herself as an outsider, and let them model herself?

But thinking that this is Great Tang, Li Wangyou is relieved again.

Ji concubine, simply is not a wife, let alone her status.

“Tang Law Commentary” clearly stipulates: “Concubine is a cheap stream”, “Concubine is used for trading”, “Concubine and Hakka as wives, only one and a half years.”

A man with a concubine and no wife is still an unmarried “highly eligible bachelor”. But the concubine is dead, even if the husband is full of concubines, he is also a widower without a wife, and has to find another good family to hire the concubine.

Bai Juyi Su Dongpo, these scholars, have given away their concubines. It is very common to give Ji concubine to confidants and heroes.

This Great Tang raises concubines, hundreds of them, and dozens of them. From aristocrats and nobles to scholars and people, it is common to accept concubines and nobles.

Moreover, the Great Tang master entertains the guests, these concubines still need to come out to perform dances, and even if the guests like it, it is common to let these concubines serve or even give gifts.

Bai Juyi has a poem: Twelve Shu in front of the Nine Candlestick, the owner stays drunk and entertains.

Qiu Yuanliang only raised more than a dozen Ji concubines, which is considered to be thrifty and diligent in terms of his net worth.

However, when these dozen young and beautiful, many enchanting females, Ji concubines, dressed in light silk and satin, stood in front of Li Wangyou with a smile, and let him choose, Li Wangyou developed a kind of illusion.

This fuck and later generations, he accompanied customers to nightclubs. How similar is it that moms brought a group of “princesses” to accompany the guests?

Qiu Yuanliangs concubine Ji even has a Wine Girl, blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, and a tall chest…

These concubines are thinly dressed, with a large white flowery peak under the tube top. . Li Wangyou felt that he had misunderstood Lao Mouzi at the beginning, and he complained about the countless big steamed buns squeezed out of “Golden Armor”, but he didn’t expect it to be true now…

Forcibly resisted swallowing a spit, Li Wangyou stabilized his mind and chose a concubine with outstanding body and appearance from many concubines, and let her be her own model.

“Small master, do you like this concubine Ji? Why don’t you give it to the small master to warm the bed.” Seeing Li Wangyou clicked on a concubine, Qiu Yuanliang would give it away after hesitating.

Li Wangyou chose this concubine Ji, who is tall and outstanding, and is his favorite type. But for Qiu Yuanliang’s words, Li Wangyou immediately shook his head and refused.

This Great Tang aboriginal taste is too heavy, so I have to give away my concubine Ji at every turn, okay?

In his opinion, Concubine Ji is also considered one of his wives, so she actually gave it to others like this, is she afraid that her head is not green enough?

Li Wangyou is not a little innocent-male, or mentally clean. In his previous life, he often accompanies his clients to some romantic places. This group of beautiful women has already made him feel dry.

The reason for gritted his teeth and refused is because he didn’t dare to go home for fear of being chased by a beautiful boss; second, he was reluctant to send people as goods.

Qiu Yuanliang thought that Li Wangyou was a young and thin-skinned, and once again enthusiastically persuaded him that if you don’t accept my wife, you just look down on me. Li Wangyou can’t stand it.

In the end, Li Wangyou was forced to use the Trump Card, claiming that he wanted to cut down on his father’s filial piety, and not be close to women. This allowed Qiu Yuanliang to dismiss the idea of sending Ji concubine to him.

It is only three days before Zhang Liangs birthday banquet, which means that Li Wangyou must draw this portrait of Goddess Luo in three days. Time is tight and the task is urgent.

Li Wangyou intends to start work overnight, striving to paint this “Portrait of Goddess Luo” as soon as possible.

He was afraid that Su Changqing and the others would worry about themselves at home, so he asked Niu Wu to take a hard time. On 2nd day, he rode back to Dingzhou Village to report safety, and plunged into the studio that Qiu Yuanliang had prepared for him. , Began to paint with peace of mind.

Three days later, Zhang Liang’s birthday.

The door of the studio was still closed on this day. Both Qiu Yuanliang and Qiu Kun were walking back and forth in the door anxiously.

“Father, now it’s almost time, two more hours will be the birthday banquet of Changping Duke of County, is Li Family small master coming in a hurry?” Fatty Qiu Kun asked his father anxiously in a low voice Tao.

“If you come in a hurry, you must come in a hurry.” In fact, Qiu Yuanliang is not sure. His words are not so much comforting his son as they are comforting himself.

In the past three days, Li Wangyou has barely been out of the studio for half a while, and the meals are delivered to the studio by the slave servants of the mansion. Almost endlessly and sleeplessly painting, it was too tired to sleep and lay down for a while, even the model Ji concubine almost tired and paralyzed.

For this, the enemy father and son sees it in his eyes and is grateful.

And there are five or six scrolls that he drew before. After all, Li Wangyou has never tried to draw Daoist-sized sketches.

In order to paint this “Portrait of Goddess Luo”, he also tried his best.

While the enemy father and son was waiting anxiously, the door of the studio opened with a creak.

Li Wangyou has a tired face, holding a scroll and standing at the door smiling at them. Under the sunlight, Li Wangyou seemed to be wearing Golden-Red Clouds, showing eight white teeth.

“Fortunately, I am not shameful.”