Chapter 4 Chapter Four

The first to draw lots, but the painting does not need to be the first to draw.Zhaojun couldn't help being embarrassed because of the attention of the crowd, and he didn't arrive at the hall of Yeting until about noon. At that time, Mao Yanshou had just made a portrait of a man named Meng Yu.Originally a mediocre appearance, just to give an important gift, Mao Yanshou deliberately described, the eyes changed from small to large, the eyebrows from thick to thin, the lips from thick to thin, but they matched very well.So even Meng Yu herself didn't recognize herself. "How is it?" Mao Yanshou asked proudly, pointing to the frame.

"That's great! Mao Siwu, that's a really good painting." Meng Yuxi beamed, her eyes narrowed into two slits, "I really don't know what to say!" "You should say, I am your reborn parent." "Reborn parents?" Meng Yu was stunned, her smile subconsciously restrained, "What are you talking about?" "What are you talking about? Danqing Gu'hua'! Meng Yu, I gave you a pretty face, isn't it your reborn parents?" "Speech!" Meng Yu was annoyed, and cursed with a scowling face, "You can't get ivory out of a dog's mouth! You should really pluck your hair."

Mao Yanshou has always been mean-spirited, but thick-skinned.After being scolded, he still didn't care.Looking up, he found Zhaojun, and immediately called her by name and waved, asking her to sit down opposite her. Mao Yanshou looked at it with burning eyes for a long time, then raised his thumb and said: "The reputation is well-deserved, it is indeed a rare national beauty." Zhaojun remembered Lin Cai's warning: "Being humble is beneficial, but being full is detrimental." Then he bowed his body and replied, "I don't dare to accept a false award."

"It's well deserved! From my point of view, Zigui is not only number one, but she is really the number one beauty in the world." "Siwu Mao is making fun of you." "The portrait is ordered, why dare to joke?" Mao Yanshou suddenly said solemnly, "Please raise your head up." "yes!" "Smile a little." Zhaojun relaxed the muscles on his face, the corners of his lips parted slightly, and then a very natural smile appeared.Mao Yanshou stared intently for a while before he began to ink on the silk. "Old man draws the nose first when drawing a person," he said aloud while painting, "The Son of Heaven looks at the picture first when looking at a person."

Lin Cai heard this, and couldn't help worrying for Zhaojun.Because this is a hint that his writing can determine Zhaojun's honor or disgrace.If the picture is not good, the emperor will not have to look at people! "Finally finished! Wang Zhaojun, look!" Hearing what he said, Zhaojun felt surprised, and he was willing to show it with a picture, so he wanted to take a closer look.When he turned the picture upside down, he felt even more surprised, and couldn't help but happily turned around and waved: "Eldest sister, come and see." The two sisters ran behind Zhaojun together, their four pairs of eyes were all attracted by Mao Yanshou's brush.The Zhaojun on the silk book is extremely rich and lifelike; especially when he hits people, he has a vivid and elegant air, which is a painting of a painter, not a pen of a craftsman.

"Second sister, you should thank Siwu Mao!" "Yes!" Zhaojun bowed down with sincerity and satisfaction: "Thank you very much for the vivid coloring brushes of Mao Siwu." "How dare, how dare!" Mao Yanshou returned the ceremony and said: "This is the proudest work of the old man in his life. Once it is presented to the imperial court, he will be favored and called. Congratulations, congratulations!" It was inconvenient for Zhaojun to answer, but he just smiled reservedly.Lin Cai confessed a few words for her, and Fang Shi happily left together.

At night, everyone gathered in Zhaojun's room again to talk about the portrait during the day. Lin Cai said that he was suffering for a long time when he was painted.Because she was always worried that Mao Yanshou would make Zhaojun's painting unsightly, her heart was like an ant on a hot pot, and she couldn't put it down. Hanwen felt differently, "I've been thinking in my heart," she said, "If Mao Yanshou dares to paint the second sister as an ugly monster, I will spit on his face!" "Probably Mao Yanshou also knows that the third sister is hot and spicy," Zhao Mei said jokingly, "so I dare not be so despicable."

"Speaking of which, right and wrong are hard to tell in the world! If you talk about Mao Yanshou, it seems that people's words can't be trusted." Lin Cai paused and said: "I just don't know what will happen if the portrait of the second sister is presented to the imperial court. ?” "That's not inconceivable. Immediately call, and never come to Yeting again." "Sister, don't say that!" Zhaojun hastily expressed his heart, "If everyone expects it, I will definitely live up to Jinlan's kindness. Third sister, do you believe it or not?"

"Letter! Letter!" Han Wen explained apologetically: "Second sister, you misunderstood me. I'm not saying that you will forget us. I mean, once you received the grace and title, you naturally lived in Jiao Palace. How could you come back? Come to Yeting?" After saying this, Zhaojun was relieved.After the three sisters left, they sat alone under the lamp, their thoughts wandering.Thinking of Luo Ru's sudden release and the first rain and dew scene, his face couldn't help but get hot. I don't know how much time has passed, when I heard the door being pecked, I calmed down and asked, "Who is that?"

"It's me! Miss Wang, have you ever slept?" It was Granny Fu's voice, so Zhaojun went to open the door, let her in and sat down, and asked casually, "Has the third watch passed?" "The fourth watch is over! I can't sleep, I have something to tell you." "Yes! Please say." "What do you think of Siwu Mao?" "He is a very good man!" Zhaojun replied, "It seems that he was wronged two days ago." "Wronged him? Not wronged at all! If Mao Yanshou is a good person, there will be no bad people in the world!"

"Why did you say that?" Zhaojun was not only puzzled, but also didn't believe it. "Grandma Fu, I don't understand what you said! Mao Yanshou drew the picture for me with great care, and the painting is quite vivid. All the sisters praise it. I really can't see it. Where is there any place to hide rape and make evil?" "He hides traitors and plays tricks, so that you girls who don't leave the door can see that he is still called Mao Yanshou?" "That's not what you said! Granny Fu, let me listen to you." The tone seemed to be defending Mao Yanshou, Grandma Fu sighed and said, "Oh! Girl, you only know one thing, not the other.Mao Yanshou was like a cunning and greedy cat, stealing the smell of fish and eating it without even a trace of oil on his mouth.Think about it, in front of so many people, he painted the beautiful woman of the celestial being as a Raksha Yaksha, isn't it just a confession by himself, he can't ask for a bribe, and he is acting against his conscience?Not to mention others, Chief Shi would first take advantage of his weaknesses and settle accounts with him.Can he take it? " "But, the picture has already been drawn!" "Hey girl, you are so stupid! Why can't you even figure this out? Won't he go home and draw another one?" Zhaojun was stunned: "Is there such a thing?" "Definitely!" Granny Fu said, "I advise the girl to save her before it's too late." Zhaojun didn't answer.My heart was going up and down, and I still couldn't judge how credible Grandma Fu's words were. "I've said it, I can sleep now!" Granny Fu muttered to herself, got up quietly and left. Zhaojun didn't fall asleep all night, but Mao Yanshou and his disciples didn't sleep at all that night.By the time the dawn had broken through, Yang Bixian couldn't hold on anymore. "Master, it will be dawn soon! If you don't come at this time, I don't think you will come." "I'm so mad!" Mao Yanshou gritted his teeth and scolded, "You really are an idiot who doesn't know how to flatter you, and who doesn't know how to look up and down!" "Smart face with stupid guts." Yang Bixian yawned, "Master, please settle down!" Mao Yanshou ignored his words, "What kind of smart face?" He took Zhaojun's portrait, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he was, and he smiled evilly: "Wang Zhaojun, do you think you are beautiful? I will add some pockmarks for you. hair!" As he spoke, he took a brush in his hand, and randomly dotted on the face of the portrait, drew two mustaches on his mouth, and finally drew a big cross, throwing the portrait far away. "Fuck you!" Mao Yanshou suddenly remembered, picked up the painting again, looked at it for a while, turned around and shouted: "Teacher, you draw a picture! As it looks like this, the horizontal face of the face is widened, and the cheekbones are widened. The painting is tall, the eyes are small, the brows are low and the mouth is wide." "Yes!" Yang Bixian said, "I'm not very energetic at the moment, I'm afraid I can't draw well—" "You don't need to spend energy, just draw it casually. But I'm not too busy, I can start after I get up from sleep." In the afternoon, Yang Bixian followed his master's wishes and painted Wang Zhaojun as a vulgar fan.Mao Yanshou expressed his satisfaction, but he had to do a little more work, and added a black dot to the left and right eyebrows of the portrait before sending it to the palace together with other images. Turning to Wang Zhaojun's page in the album, the emperor couldn't help being suspicious.The specialties I remember are: "Versatile, good at music, especially the pipa".But the appearance is quite ugly.Women from good families have always been selected for entry, and they are both talented and beautiful, so they are definitely the best choice;He didn't know why Wang Zhaojun was selected? The most straightforward way to break through this mystery is for King Xuan Zhaojun to come and have a look and ask questions.But the emperor was unwilling to do this, because it would cause misunderstandings. He was recalled and sent back. Wang Zhaojun's bamboo basket was empty, and when he returned to Yeting, he would be ridiculed by his sisters, and he couldn't bear it. There is another way, based on Zhou Xiang's suggestion, call Mao Yanshou to ask Wang Zhaojun's color.The emperor accepted. "Did you draw this portrait of Wang Zhaojun, a woman from Zigui?" Mao Yanshou, who was confident in his chest, replied calmly: "Yes!" "Drawing pictures face to face, this Wang Zhaojun, of course you read them very carefully?" "yes." "What exactly does she look like?" "Qizuo to the emperor," Mao Yanshou said calmly, "Xu Chen speaks out, so I dare to play back." "Of course, when I ask you, I want you to tell the truth." "Yes." Mao Yanshou immediately said: "Please don't ask about your appearance, Your Majesty, this Wang Zhaojun once had two moles, which is not very good." "Oh," the emperor took a closer look at the picture, "there are two moles, one on the corner of the right eye and one on the left eyebrow." "Yes!" Mao Yanshou pointed to the top of his left eyebrow, "This part is called 'auxiliary corner', and if there is a mole, it is called 'obscene mole'." The emperor asked in horror, "Is it chaste prostitution?" "Yes." Mao Yanshou said clearly: "If a man has a mole of obscenity, he must be a vicious, treacherous, deceitful, drunken and lustful person; if a woman has this mole, it goes without saying. White head." The emperor frowned greatly, took a look and asked, "So, what about the mole on the right eye?" "This mole is even worse, it's called "White Tiger Mole!" '" The blue dragon is the auspicious one, and the white tiger is the evil one. But to what extent is it the main evil? Before the emperor asked, Mao Yanshou had already explained it in an obedient manner. "Your majesty is wise, if a woman has a white tiger mole, the main punishment is to punish her. The closer you are, the greater the distance, the better." Hearing this, the emperor hastily hid his face, with lingering fear in his expression.Of course I don't ask anything.