Yin Guijia also knew clearly how to mix the pigments used in these murals and what they were used. However, when he saw that the red red beside the green gold and eggplant purple had not faded, he knew that Shangguan Zhaoyi said was exactly the same.
Logically speaking, the red red should fade earlier, but the red red brightly and the two colors fade into a dirty color, which can only mean that the best lapis lazuli, sapphire, red coral and other things are all short of weight.
At this time, Shangguan Zhaoyi said again, "The green green on these flying ladies is also gloomy and not light enough. The patina is too heavy and has less tender color. It is because the amount of malachite is more and the amount of turquoise is less. The painter who painted this mural was Hu Qifeng. He was once a painter of the Great Sui royal family. The painter of the Great Sui royal family needs to undergo strict assessments. The problem with his pigment can only show that he wants to greed for money."
Yin Guijia's temples were constantly sweating. Although his mind was not as delicate as Shangguan Zhaoyi, he had stayed in the cave last night. These murals had been viewed for a day and a night, but he did not notice such a problem. How long has this pockish-faced woman been in? This can only show that this woman's attainment in these aspects is far better than him.
But he was unwilling to admit defeat, so he tried to calm himself down and said, "Although this paint is indeed flawed, I think this stroke technique should be made by Master Hu in his later years. It was a masterpiece of his technique, and even among all his paintings, it should be listed as the best."
Shangguan Zhaoyi just smiled faintly when she heard this, but her eyes were very contemptuous, as if she was reluctant to communicate with him.
Yin Guijia felt insulted and couldn't bear it immediately, "What, is it that I'm wrong?"
Shangguan Zhaoyi shook his head helplessly and said, "Although Hu Qifeng is a man with superb painting skills, he is drunk all year round and can enjoy shopping in brothels. After he was 47 years old, he was already covered in white hair, with teeth falling off, and his hands were weak and unable to paint for a long time. He had nicknames such as Hu Baihai, Hu Wuya and Hu Jizhai. Although he was indeed skillful in using the techniques, he was already in debt at that time. He painted to make money quickly. Although the painters in Chang'an did not break up his platform due to their affection, they felt in their hearts.
The painting has lost its charm. This mural was painted by Hu Qifeng to Sun, a wealthy man from Fufeng. Although it does not record how many days he painted it, you can take a closer look at the edges of the silk ribbons, and his hands tremble when he held the pen. If you look carefully at some places, it is not that they are old and have a bit mottled color, but that the pen is uneven at that time, and some paints have fallen too much. I am afraid that they are not visible when they are bright, but when they are shining with bright fire, they may be different."
Yin Guijia listened to her words and looked carefully. Sure enough, he saw that the pen threads were shattered on the edge of the silk ribbon, and his lips couldn't help but tremble.
Shangguan Zhaoyi said, "I know the records of the Mural in Meiyang Local Chronicles and the Goryeo Painting Academy Min Huahu's painting tiger in the miscellaneous talks. Min Huahu praised this mural, but he could only say that this painting is a thin camel bigger than a horse. If you have visited Ci'en Temple and seen the inner scriptures, mandala, statue murals, or visited Luoyang Painting Academy and saw the maid's garden, you will definitely not be able to say that his painting is the best. You can tell at a glance that the paintings drawn by the same painter are so different in level."
Xiao Zhenwei listened with relish.
He simply wanted to applaud.
The knowledge here is also interesting.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his junior nephew is really capable, and the women who like him are so talented.
Yin Guijia's lips trembled and said, "I still don't have the chance to enter the two places you said. How can I tell the truth or falsehood of what you said?"
Seeing that he was still so unwilling to give up, Shangguan Zhaoyi couldn't help but sigh and said, "Hu Qifeng also has bad taste in painting. He likes to paint the portraits of these ladies or Buddhist women as women close to him. He has received funding from his sister all year round, so he often paints the portraits of his sister. Later, his sister is in poor condition and cut off the funding. He feels resentful and often paints her sister with green faces and fangs. These things are in Shishan Painting Sutra, Qingyun Miscellaneous Talks, Caotang
There are records in the painting collection. There are even portraits of his sister in the Caotang painting collection. It was painted by the famous painter Han Zhuo who couldn't stand his behavior. In contrast, in the mural here, you carefully look at the ghosts in the dark clouds in the corner. The ghost looks like a shrinking flying lady, but her face has fangs, all of which are his sister. This person has such a problem in character. This painting hides such thoughts. It is already a polite word to say that it has flaws."
Yin Guijia's hands began to tremble. Shangguan Zhaoyi glanced at him and said, "Shishan Painting Sutra and Caotang Painting Collection are very popular. There should be them in the urban painting workshops in Fufeng County. If you have never seen them before, then you will know if you go and look for them."
Yin Guijia's eyes turned black, her chest was sore like a torn pain, and her mouthful of blood was reaching her throat.
The other family members were chilling at this time. Although they had their own strengths and preparations, they all lost their courage when they saw Hong Xizhen and Yin Guijia being defeated like this and did not dare to attack for the moment.
"Brother Yin..." Young Master Meiyu still smiled gently. The people under his command were slapped in the face one after another, but he seemed not to be affected. At this time, he spoke out as if to comfort Yin Guijia.
But Shen Ruoruo was a little tired of it.
This always looks like a model and a gentleman, which makes people feel that this person is too hypocritical.
She glanced at the piano player who was still playing the piano not far away, and interrupted Master Meiyu coldly, "Don't play the piano anymore. A new string is mixed with a few old strings, and the tune is incorrect. Second-rate piano skills and third-rate pianos, just play one or two songs, and keep doing whatever you want."
The beautiful young master smiled slightly stiff.
The pianist's eyes were filled with anger, but then he lowered his head and did not dare to attack.
With the lessons of the past, he felt that if he jumped out, he would definitely be slapped in the face.
Shen Ruoruo looked at the long sandalwood table again and said sarcastically, "What are you doing if you can't even get a shabby table that can't even be installed in a carriage?"
A young man named Zheng Siyuan next to Mr. Meiyu was furious, "Why is this red sandalwood table shabby?"
Chen Ruoruo frowned and said, "The desktop is not a single board, it's fine if it's not thick enough. There is another piece of spliced ​​board inside it, which is a rosewood. Isn't it shabby?"
Zheng Siyuan was stunned. He looked carefully but couldn't see the clue, "Don't talk nonsense, that piece is a rosewood?"
Chen Ruoruo smiled, and she walked to the table, stretched out her fingers and knocked them in two places, saying, "Drill yourself? If not, cut a piece and smell it?"
Zheng Siyuan was unable to get off the tiger, but when he walked forward and stretched out his fingers and tapped him twice, he felt it himself, and his fingers trembled slightly as if they were hitting it.
Gu Liubai couldn't help laughing.
It was the first time he met Chen Ruoruo.
The most famous Princess Jing has not had to practice herself for many years. She is having fun. With the protection of Li, countless admirers have also given her various good things. Over the years, she has not been able to eat casually in the city. She has not been able to touch any other so-called elegant things in the city. Although she likes to make fun of the raw materials for agarwood, she must have studied all kinds of rare things in the East City. To compete in food, clothing and enjoyment, it is simply a shame.
When he laughed out loud, even the smile on Mr. Meiyu's face was a little unhurried.
Kim Soon-soo and others found that Mr. Miyu was unhappy, and they all blamed themselves in their hearts, thinking that they were useless, which led to Mr. Miyu being humiliated.
Wen Qixuan on the right side of Young Master Meiyu suddenly felt that only she could get back some face.
He looked at Gu Liubai, bowed, and then said, "I heard that Mr. Lu is good at using a knife?"
Gu Liubai smiled and said, "I'm okay with a knife, why? Are you good at using a knife?"
Wen Qixuan saw Gu Liubai take the initiative to talk, and said seriously, "I am Wen Qixuan. I have been practicing swords for more than ten years. Can Mr. Lu give me some advice?"
Gu Liubai also likes to compete with others in swords and swords. He smiled and said, "You are so kind to say, how can you teach me?"
Wen Qixuan said, "This time, Mr. Meiyu wants to make friends with Mr. Lu. We are really good at swords and guns. If you are injured, you will be hurt. I am afraid that Mr. Lu will accidentally cut his hands and feet. It is better for us to use wooden swords, so that I can see Mr. Lu's sword skills and not be disabled."
Chen Ruoruo couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this man was whispering and said so many things, but he was afraid of Gu Shiwu's Feng Dao and didn't want him to take advantage of this knife.
Gu Liubai smiled and said suddenly, "Yes."
Young Master Meiyu said seriously at this time, "You two should pay attention to your position and don't hurt the harmony."
Shangguan Zhaoyi glanced at Chen Ruoru's face at this moment, and knew that Chen Ruoru could not help but complain. She pulled Chen Ruoru's sleeve and said softly, "Sister, don't be as knowledgeable as them. Let's watch him beat someone up with peace of mind."
Chen Ruoru thought that beating someone was indeed more interesting than taking advantage of verbally, so she sat down on the side and watched with peace of mind.
Kim Soon-soo had a low status among these people, so she immediately ran to get two wooden knives.
These two wooden knives are both the standard of Tang Army’s long sword. They are made of ordinary hardwood. The blade has a blunt mouth. It is probably not like cutting it directly to open a bloody mouth when it is cut.
Gu Liubai and Wen Qixuan each took a wooden knife, and like the battlefield in the army, they stood there six steps apart.
Wen Qixuan had already entered the seventh grade before the New Year. At this time, he stood still with a knife. During the ceremony, the glow of the true qi in his body shone out from his skin. The qi around him naturally shocked, forming a huge white tiger phantom behind him.
Any Dharma that can form Dharma appearances is of extraordinary grade. Jin Shunxiu looked at the Dharma appearances formed outside Wen Qixuan at this time, and her eyes revealed unconcealed envy.
She looked at Gu Liubai and saw that Gu Liubai was not showing his aura when he raised the knife. He suddenly felt that Mr. Lu had already weakened his aura.
After Wen Qixuan bowed, he put his sword on his chest and said seriously, "Please."
"please!"
As soon as Gu Liubai's voice started, Wen Qixuan felt that the man seemed to be connected to the voice, and the wooden knife was stabbing towards his chest like a stream of light.
Wen Qixuan was not scared either. Her wrist just shook, and the wooden knife opened a circle of afterimages, like a lotus turning.
However, with a bang, his right abdomen felt a sharp pain, and the wooden knife in Gu Liubai's hand had already stabbed him firmly.
"What?"
Jin Shunxiu and others didn't even see Gu Liubai's sword movements clearly, but only saw Wen Qixuan groaning in pain, and then froze on the spot in disbelief.
Chapter completed!