After a kiss, Yuzhu had time to say a little annoyed: "The window has not been closed yet..."

But the Taiwei ignored it, just hugged her tightly and whispered: "It's okay, don't worry about other people's eyes..."

Yao Muye's words were sincere. After all, he had never cared about other people's thoughts and discussions in his life. Since this young woman was inferior and hid in the dark and dared not show her head, he wanted her to walk happily under the warm sunshine.

On that day, Yao Shao stayed in the inn again. Yuzhu felt a little headache. She had already told him that Yuexin had come, but for some reason he was still excited to come to the inn to rest.

When he asked, Yao Shao answered calmly: "Although this is a despicable place, it has a different kind of sentiment."

After Jinshu's skillful dressing, the room was redesigned. The soft and fragrant brocade quilt was laid on the bed, and the fine sandalwood was lit on the table.

Yuzhu originally wanted to prepare more drawings to deal with the preliminary round, but in the end, she was deceived by Yao Shaolian and rolled onto the bed.

Yuzhu remembered the soft and sore hands this morning, so she quickly spoke first, saying that her hands had not yet dissolved. Can she postpone it and stayed in a few days before playing as usual?

But when Yao Muye heard this, he kissed her shoulder and chuckled, saying that in a few days, there would be no need to bother the lady's slender hands, just ask her to sleep quietly and enjoy herself, without having to work so hard.

Yuzhu seemed to understand, but she probably understood what he was hinting at, so she naturally couldn't handle it. She just looked like a flying cloud under Yao Muye's body...

The second day's banquet was in the afternoon. However, it was not the usual wine banquet in the evening or at noon, but a tea banquet.

"I forgot to say something about purple tea under the bamboo, which is better than the feathered guest drunken clouds." Although this tea banquet is not as lively as a delicacy like a wine banquet, and a cup of cups is refreshing. However, in the bamboo grove, tea-tasting and chatting actually brings the hearts of people with simple and elegant tastes.

The guests had a full meal at home and went to the tea banquet again. The less singing and dancing, the more pure and elegant it was all thanks to the elegant conversation with the celebrities who were sitting in the hotel to support the wonderfulness of the tea banquet.

The one who hosted the tea party this time was Yao Muhuan, the eldest brother of the Yao family. He was five years older than Yao Muye. Although he was the head of the Yao family, he was actually happy to be idle and didn't take care of the matter.

However, he was obsessed with calligraphy since he was a child. At the age of fifteen, he had created his own characters in the Mu style and engraved them on the plaque of the newly built library in the palace. For a time, the fonts of the Dalang of the Yao family became popular.

Today he specially held a tea banquet in Zhuyuan. Those who could become guests at the Yao family's grand man were naturally also famous calligraphy and painting celebrities, and elegant talented men of the world.

However, in order to enter Zhuyuan, in addition to having an invitation from the owner, we also have to make a small introductory painting at the door, which meets the theme of today's tea party, but cannot sign it.

When Yao Muye took Yuzhu to get off the carriage, a servant hurried over and led the guests to the painting table at the door.

Using snow to paint should be set off by landscape, flowers, animals and birds, and is the most common and visible proposition of paintings.

Yao Muye was used to his elder brother's long-lasting and complicated ways. After hearing that the servants reported that the theme of this tea banquet was "snow", he waved his pen and drew a small picture of the distant mountains pressing against snow and the nearby city on a small piece of paper.

To be fair, even if this young master is not a powerful family, his paintings alone can support the business of painting shops. Whether it is the long pine pictures hanging in other restaurants or the picture of Du Han at this moment, they are all the styles of everyone.

When his last stroke fell, he lowered his head and asked Yuzhu: "You have any injuries on your hand, can you draw it? If you don't draw it, you can do it."

Yuzhu didn't want to break the rules here when she first came, so she nodded, held the brush in her left hand, counted the plum dots on the rice paper, and drew a picture of wintersweet that was proud of the wind and snow.

This is a painting she has practiced since childhood, so she can draw with her left hand at this time.

After finishing the painting, she followed Yao Muye and followed the winding path to the tea pavilion deep in the bamboo garden.

Mr. Yao was not early. There were already guests sitting in groups of three or three on the incense mat of the tea pavilion. They were talking loudly, but when they saw Yao Muye's tall figure appearing next to the bamboo forest, they were stunned.

Yao Muhuan laughed first and said, "What's wrong with today? You are here too, but the army won the first battle, and you are so happy that you can't help but attend the tea party of us idle people?"

King Guangjun, who was beside him, woke up and forgot about his annoyance with his friend yesterday. He only smiled and said, "Yao Da, don't make fun of it. Since he is a rare person, he should treat fragrant tea with kindness. If he gains ambition, he will naturally come often in the future."

This made everyone laugh and echo. However, when the laughter suddenly saw the beautiful figure behind Yao Muye's long-sleeved and wide shirt, it stopped one after another.

This tea party is not like the relationship between officials and officials, but emphasizes returning to the essence and elegance. Therefore, the men present are not wearing crowns, but are just casual long robes, and some people even sit down. And the talented women here do not wear rich clothes, and they are all very free and easy.

But when it comes to "elegant and unconventional" alone, the woman brought by Yao Erlang is not only beautiful, but also the dress she wears is simple and thick, but it has the old style of the previous dynasty, which makes people shine.

But what they called them the most was not the face of the woman who was soaked in the fish, but the fact that Yao Erlang, who had always been cold in front of others, actually came with his female companion! This can be called Pangu's Pitian, the first time he encountered it!

Yuzhu felt the same in her heart. No wonder when she went out after lunch today, Yao Muye specifically told her not to use brocade clothes and clothes, but to wear only her own clothes. The guests here were dressed too casually, and if they were dressing up, they would seem deliberate.

Among the few female guests here, there was Yao Shuting, the lady of the Yao family. She had met the sixth girl before and knew that her second brother had a good relationship with the woman in private, but she never expected that her second brother would lead her to such a gathering. She unconsciously glanced at Bai Qingyue, the lady next to her, beside her.

Miss Bai came with her brother Bai Shuiliu this time. She did not expect that the second young master Yao, who had always been busy, would come back to attend the party. Therefore, when she saw his figure, she couldn't help but feel happy, but when she saw that he was not alone, she was stunned again.

She had met Yuzhu at the birthday party of Mrs. Ruiguo before. She only knew that this sixth lady was proficient in jade carving skills, but she did not expect that she would actually get to know the second young master...

King Guangjun saw the two of them in the inn yesterday. It was not surprising to see Yao Er come with Meimei. He only said to the young master of the Bai family: "Look, I did not make up the fabrication. This fairy is really a good person!"

Yao Dalang was easy-going by nature and just smiled and said, "Since I was determined to participate, I was late, so I shouldn't have come! I used tea instead of wine, and I should be punished with a glass of punishment."

After entering the bamboo forest, the secular identity and official title were removed. Yao Muye followed suit and took a teacup and poured a cup and drank it down. It was considered a punishment.

When he was introducing Yuzhu, the second young master Yao was concise and said that he was Miss Yuan Yuzhu who went to Beijing to attend the Jade Carving Conference, so there was no further information.

Although Miss Yao and Miss Bai were puzzled in their hearts, they were obviously Miss Xiao’s family, but why they became Miss Yuan again, they would be rude when they asked others who did not want to be known to others, so they did not ask.

Everyone greeted each other in the pavilion warmly, and the Second Young Master Yao seemed to have forgotten his unhappiness yesterday. He regained his friendship with King Guangjun and chatted and laughed. At this moment, the servants at the door sorted out the paintings of the guests and sent them to Yao Dalang.

Yao Dalang browsed it and smiled and taught an old man beside him, "Old Weng, you were the master of commenting on paintings at that time. Today, everyone put the title on "Snow" and each made a simple painting. Please comment one or two to increase the joy of the meal.

The old man Weng was only forty years old, and he was the master of calligraphy and painting of the current emperor. He had a profound attainment in calligraphy and painting, and as a teacher, he was accustomed to being a master of his praise when commenting.

He browsed roughly, picked out a painting of fishing alone in the snowy cold river, twisted his head and said, "The artistic conception of this painting is very wonderful. There should be a sense of death with only frost and cold in the world... Could this be Dalang's work?"

Yao Muhuan laughed and said, "Old Weng is poisonous! It's the one I'm doing."

At this time, Mr. Weng selected the painting by Yao Muye and looked at it for a moment, saying, "Only independent of the distant mountains, the villain at the bottom of the mountain is a small person. Such domineering spirit is only Erlang in the world!" Seeing Yao Muye nodding in praise, everyone called him the old god of Weng!

When I picked up a picture of the window under the snow, Mr. Weng looked up at the Bai family and smiled and said, "This is my former work of a female student. The painting has improved a lot. After the snow clears, he acts skillfully and neatly... But if it is not the Bai family girl, can she feel uncomfortable today? This painting makes me feel lonely in life..."

Bai Qingyue once learned calligraphy and painting with Mr. Weng. Seeing that the Master’s comments were accurate and accurate, she vaguely understood her thoughts. Her cheeks turned red and she whispered: “You can’t put your heart into it, Mr. Weng praised her…”

When he finished speaking, he glanced at Yao Erlang who was drinking tea with a slightest glance.

Mr. Weng commented, and every word was accurate and in place, which made the pavilion more and more warm. But when Mr. Weng picked up a painting of Ao Xue Hanmei, he couldn't help but frowned slightly. After only a few glances, he placed it aside.

King Guangjun was far away and could not see the clear picture. He couldn't help but ask, "Old Weng, why don't you comment? What's the reason for putting it aside?"

Old Weng said calmly: "The craftsmanship is too great, too much! Don't look at it too much, it will make my eyes dirty!"

Miss Bai gently twisted the drawing paper. If it was a single-wheel painting skill, the painting was actually very well drawn. It can be seen that the painter has a great foundation in calligraphy and painting. However, the cold plums on this painting can be seen everywhere in the street painting shops, which is unbearable. No wonder Mr. Weng despised him for fear of defiling his eyes.
Chapter completed!