MTL - The Reborn Lady is Farming-Chapter 1425 Extra 范子 衿 (42)

  Fan Zijin stared at his painting for a while, then turned his head and asked his wife, "Is your painting bad?"

   "Okay," Xiao Xia said without thinking, "Master's paintings are much better than Fourth Uncle's."

  Fan Zijin pouted, rolled up the painting and threw it aside, "As expected, there are eyes but no pearls, and the eyes of pearls and fish are indistinguishable."

  Xiao Xia thoughtfully said: "I think A Ling really likes the fourth uncle to paint her, which may have a special meaning."

   "What's the special meaning? It's just the **** looking at the mung bean, and it's right in the eye." Fan Zijin waved his hand irritably: "Forget it, let them go if they want to be embarrassed."

   He was about to turn around and leave, when he saw his wife looking at him with concern, his heart moved, then a smile spread across his face, he pulled her away and left, "Master also paints for you, so that they know what painting is."

   And Qi Haoran was laughing, looking at A Ling with a contented face, and then asked cautiously after a while, "A Ling, do you really think my paintings are better than Zijin's?"

   Mu Yangling nodded fiercely, "Of course, I like your paintings. Of course, Zijin's paintings are fine, but I like your paintings for me."

   The smile on Qi Haoran's face was even wider, and he waved his hand with pride: "I will paint you every day in the future."

   So, starting from the next day, the motorcade will stop whenever it encounters beautiful scenery, Qi Haoran will paint Mu Yangling, and Fan Zijin will paint Xiaoxia.

  Qi Haoran's paintings have always been done quickly. Even if you want to color them, it will never take more than an hour.

   What he pursues is the image, as long as he can draw the beautiful scenery and beauties he sees in his eyes, just like a camera.

   But Fan Zijin is not. What he pursues is the realm of painting. Sometimes the beautiful scenery he paints with fine brushes almost overflows the painting, and the whole scenery seems to come to life.

   Mu Yangling was amazed when he saw it.

   The paintings drawn with the freehand technique were praised by Qi Haoran and Xiao Xia, because their intentions were lofty and the charm was very accurate.

  Fan Zijin glanced at Mu Yangling somewhat contentedly.

But Mu Yangling still insisted that Qi Haoran paint her, she said: "Haoran's other paintings are not as good as you, but painting me is the best, I want the scenery to match me, not me to match the scenery. "

  Fan Zijin was stunned for a moment, looked down at Haoran's paintings, and saw that his other skills were mediocre, but Mu Yangling was really good at painting.

   He pondered for a moment, then pulled out a piece of drawing paper and drew Mu Yangling on it.

Not to mention Mu Yangling, Qi Haoran pouted when he saw it, and commanded from the side: "Aling's eyes are bigger, and his eyebrows are thicker, and his eyes are vivid when he looks at people, but it looks good, oh, what are you doing? Draw her face so fat? She just has chubby cheeks, but not big bones..."

Fan Zijin was so upset by what he said, so angry that he pulled the paintbrush in his hand and directly broke Mu Yangling's painting. He didn't blame him for being restless, and turned around and accused Qi Haoran: "You can't be quiet for a while, I don't know. Do you need to concentrate on painting?"

  Qi Haoran was not convinced, "I was also arguing when you were painting. Didn't you also draw a beautiful landscape? Obviously you don't know how to draw A Ling."

   "Of course I can't draw her, and she's not my daughter-in-law!"

   "Then go to draw cousin and let me see your figure painting."

The actual situation is that Fan Zijin of Xiaoxia's family is also not good at painting. He finally realized something was wrong in the middle of the painting, and quickly tore up the paper and used another painting method. This time, he calmed down and looked at Xiaoxia carefully. For a moment, half an hour later, a graceful no one appeared on the paper.

  Fan Zijin admired it, and turned his head to look at Qi Haoran.

   Qi Haoran pouted, and did not say anything unsightly against his will, Xiao Xia was already looking at the painting with tears in his eyes.

  Only Mu Yangling looked at the painting, then turned to look at the little Xia Shi, and asked suspiciously after a while, "This is the cousin? Why can't I see it at all?"

  Fan Zijin sneered indifferently, "Do you understand what painting is?"

   Can appreciate Haoran's paintings, and also think Haoran's number one person in the world can be an aesthetic person?

  Fan Zijin directly ignored her comment.

   Qi Haoran blushed, and quietly pulled his wife's sleeve to let her avoid the edge.

   The head guard came flutteringly and said helplessly: "My lord, it's getting late, why don't we find a place to rest?"

   Everyone was startled, they turned their heads to look at the sun in the sky, and then silently looked back at the captain of the guard.

   The expression on the captain's face was split, but he still said flatly: "My lord, we need some time to pack our things, and it will take time to be stationed in the camp for a while, so we won't be able to walk three miles away."

  Since they can't walk three miles away, it's better to stay there. They are not so tired.

   "Okay, then we'll be stationed there," Qi Haoran waved, "We're not in a hurry."

   The head guard went to order with tears in his eyes. They have all been gone for two months. There is no one. Two months is enough for them to travel from the capital to the grassland three times. As a result, they are still halfway there. This tour...

   Qi Haoran saw that it was still early, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's go hunting in the mountains, and eat a roe deer at night."

  Fan Zijin was heartbroken, tilted his head and asked him, "Are you sure you can find Roezi?"

   "Isn't this A Ling?"

   Mu Yangling waved his hand and said, "I'm not sure I'll be able to find the roe deer."

  Qi Haoran excitedly asked people to bring the horse and said, "Even if it's not a roe deer, other prey will do."

   In the evening, three roe deer were erected in the camp, Xiao Xia and Mu Yangling laughed and said, "The roe deer in this forest has suffered."

   "No, the most important things in the mountains are rabbits, pheasants and roe deer." While brushing a layer of honey, Mu Yangling said with a smile, "If you like it, we will fight tomorrow."

  Xiao Xia didn't particularly like meat. Hearing that, he shook his head, but Qi Haoran was so moved that he sat next to his wife and said, "Then we will go hunting in the mountains tomorrow."

   Fan Zijin cut the cooked meat on the plate and said, "You should eat less roe deer, the old man has something to say about what to eat to make up for what, if you eat too much roe deer, you are not afraid of becoming like a roe deer?"

   "You eat so much green vegetables, but you never turn into green vegetables." Qi Haoran countered.

   Fan Zijin's face was terrible.

   Mu Yangling laughed when he heard the words, "Zijin is mocking you for being a stupid roe deer."

   Qi Haoran was stunned for a moment, then rushed over with an "Ow" sound, pressed Fan Zijin and scratched him.

  Fan Zijin was both angry and laughing, and almost got angry.

   The guards by the other two fires looked at them enviously and whispered, "Prince Rong and Prince An are really good friends."

   The servant sitting in the middle did not move his brows for a moment, obviously not surprised.

   The head guard raised his brows. He only had one thought now. When can he end this grueling journey?

   It is impossible to end the journey.

  The children have all grown up, and Qi Haoran and Fan Zijin have completely given up their political affairs. Every year, except to go back to see the children, they almost always play outside.

  When they see a livable place, or they get tired from walking, they will stop and rest for half a year, and then continue to walk around in good spirits.

  Qi Haoran also drew the topography of the places he walked, marked the towns and villages he knew, and sent them to the palace as military maps.

   On the other hand, Fan Zijin fell in love with painting. He not only painted the beautiful beauties he saw, but also wrote a lot of travel notes.