Scheme of the Official Descendant

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There was a sudden silence in the room.

Everyone in the Ren family knew that Third Master Ren had a gentle temper and rarely lost his temper on weekdays.

Just because he seldom loses his temper doesn't mean he has no temper.

In Ren Shimin's study, there used to be a servant who waited on pens and inks and stole one of his Duan inkstones to exchange for silver. This servant had been by his side since he was a child. Having done this a few times, Ren Shimin never cared much about this extraneous thing, so he turned a blind eye to it.

Unexpectedly, Ren Shimin was furious at that time, ignored the wet nurse's cries, and immediately ordered the steward to beat the boy fifty times hard and then carried him to the government. The boy died in prison after suffering for three days.

Because there is a clear text in the law of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if a slave commits the crime of killing the master, adultery|fornication, or stealing, once it is found out, the master has the right to kill him. .

So even though Ren Shimin had always been as modest as a jade gentleman, none of the servants of the Ren family dared to act presumptuously in front of him.

People who don't play according to the rules should not be provoked, because you don't know what will suddenly offend him, so you can only be extra careful with him.

Ren Shimin flicked off his jersey and stood up: "I'm going to the study, you guys should leave."

Everyone got up to send each other off, when Ren Shimin walked in front of Ren Yaoqi, he turned his head and said, "Yaoyao, come too, my father wants to see how much you have been lazy in the past six months."

"Father." Ren Yaoyu bit her lower lip and called softly.

Ren Shimin turned his head to look at her, and said gently, "What's the matter?"

Ren Yaoyu plucked up her courage and said, "Father, my daughter has been practicing calligraphy and painting for the past six months. I just finished a picture of a snow scene a few days ago, and I want to ask my father for advice. My daughter knows that she is not as talented as Fifth Sister, but...but My daughter also really loves painting."

Aunt Fang looked at Ren Yaoyu and said with a smile: "Miss Nine has really put in a lot of effort in practicing calligraphy and painting in the past six months. Speaking of which, I have to thank Miss Fifth for her guidance from time to time."

"Oh?" Ren Shimin glanced at Ren Yaoqi, thought for a while, nodded and said, "In that case, you should come too."

Ren Yaoqi glanced at Aunt Fang, then lowered her head and smiled.

If Aunt Fang counted her agreement to lend her her painting as her advice to Ren Yaoyu, she really had to accept the credit.

But she knew that Ren Yaoyu's paintings were indeed not bad.

Aunt Fang wholeheartedly planned for her children, so naturally every step was calculated. Before the Ren family collapsed, she could still persuade the old lady Ren to let her go back to her natal family, and took the opportunity to marry her daughter to her younger brother's eldest son.

"Daddy, why don't you come with the third sister and the fifth brother? Dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes to phoenixes. Since the son of a mouse can make holes, then your child should also be able to draw!" Ren Yaoqi winked at Ren Shimin playfully. .

Ren Shimin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Where did you learn all this nonsense?"

In the end, the four of them followed Ren Shimin to the study.

There is no wing room in the second entrance of Ziwei courtyard, but there are two small cross courtyards from east to west. The West Kua Courtyard served as Li's storeroom, and the East Kua Courtyard served as Ren Shimin's study.

There are three study rooms, full of books and paintings, and you can smell the fragrance of ink as soon as you enter the yard.

There is a very small pond in the courtyard, the water is very shallow but black, and now it has frozen into ice. After the floating snow on it was shoveled away, the small pond was like a bright and deep black jade.

This is the pond where Ren Shimin washes his brushes on weekdays, and he named it Wenhan Pool.

This place should be the most familiar to Ren Yaoqi, but after entering, she couldn't help but look around. Pushing open the door of the study, the messy appearance inside makes it hard to believe that this is a study.

Ren Yaoqi remembered that Ren Shimin's study was the messiest place she had ever seen.

He doesn't like servants to come in to clean up, and he likes to put his books and paintings everywhere.

It's just that he can quickly find each painting himself, and he is proud of it.

In the entire Ren family, Ren Yaoqi was the only person who could clearly remember every book in Ren Shimin's study and where every calligraphy and painting was placed.

Ren Shimin looked back at the four children following behind him, frowned and thought for a while, and finally pointed to the sandalwood and marble-embedded desk facing the door and said, "Sit there, all of you, and don't move around."

Ren Yaoqi knew that Ren Shimin didn't use this desk to write and draw on weekdays. He liked to use the short table in the room on the right. This desk was where he usually drank tea, so it was relatively tidy.

Several people walked through the mess on the ground cautiously, and sat around the desk.

Ren Yaoqi reached out and took the upside-down cylindrical bamboo tube like a flat-bottomed bell in the middle of the desk, and then uncontrollably took out a few Go chess from the drawer under the desk and put them in. She wanted to put it in her ear and shake it, but was snatched away by Ren Shimin who was sitting next to her.

"Daddy has said many times, this is for Daddy to drink tea with, not a toy, and you are naughty." Ren Shimin disapproved with a straight face.

Ren Yaoqi came back to her senses, blinked, and quickly blinked back the tears in her eyes.

Ren Shimin was taken aback, wondering if his tone was too harsh, and finally he could only put the bamboo cup back into Dao Ren Yaoqi's hand and said helplessly, "Forget it, this cup hasn't been used for half a year. Play it for you, Dad will make another one tomorrow."

Ren Yaoqi looked at the rough bamboo cup in his hand and burst into tears.

She still has two of these cups in the small camphor wood box under the bed. When she was a child, she always liked to play dice with the bamboo cups made by her father when she was young. She was caught twice and enjoyed it.

Jealousy flashed in Ren Yaoying's eyes, but her smile was 70% innocent, 300% curious, but not malicious: "Did the Fifth Sister play poker just now? I heard that Uncle is the best at it. Fifth Sister learned it from her uncle." right?"

Ren Shimin's complexion suddenly darkened.

Ren Yaohua looked at Ren Yaoying coldly with sharp blade-like eyes, Ren Yaoying forced a smile on her face, but couldn't help but flinch.

The only one who can be called uncle by Ren Yaoying with great fanfare is the aunt's brother.

Ren Yaoqi played with the cup in her hand, and smiled indifferently: "Didn't my aunt say that my sister is well-read? How come you don't know that rolling dice is actually a method of divination? What game? Where did you hear that nonsense?" gibberish?"

How does a child raised in a boudoir know this? But Ren Yaoying has never had contact with her so-called "uncle". All she knew was what she had heard from other people.

Ren Shimin barely held back his anger, and said to Ren Yaoying in a low voice, "Didn't you want me to teach you how to draw?"

Ren Yaoying choked back, bit her lip and lowered her head to take out the scroll she had been holding in her hand, glanced at Ren Shimin, and carefully spread it out on the desk.

Ren Shimin raised his eyes to look, the expression on his face softened slightly, he nodded in praise and said: "Sure enough, you have made rapid progress. It can be seen that you have put in a lot of hard work."

Ren Yaoqi also took a serious look at it. In all fairness, at Ren Yaoying's age, it is really not bad to be able to draw this level of painting. She knew that Aunt Fang was very strict with her children, and Ren Yaoying had indeed spent a lot of time in the past six months.

Just with Ren Shimin's critical eyes...

Sure enough, I heard him say next: "However, in addition to paying attention to brush and ink, painting should pay special attention to composition. It has to be ups and downs and unwinding freely, so as to avoid work without rhyme. What your paintings lack is the dexterity of this composition."

In fact, according to Ren Yaoqi's understanding of Ren Shimin, this is considered a high-level evaluation, because according to his temperament, he would say "fair" implicitly at most for the paintings he doesn't like, and he will definitely not waste too much money So much drool.

But Ren Yaoying didn't know, so the smile on her face was a little stiff.

"Daddy always praises Fifth Sister for her good paintings, how about Fifth Sister help me see how to change this painting?" Ren Yaoying suddenly looked expectantly at Ren Yaoqi.

Ren Yaoqi remembered that Ren Yaoying also made such a request in her previous life, but at that time she was young and unable to write, and she didn't like Ren Yaoying, so she immediately refused. Ren Yaoying didn't really want her help, so in the end, Ren Shimin helped her to change a few things.

But this time Ren Yaoqi nodded and smiled generously: "Since my sister learned all of her paintings from me, it's only natural for you to help me change them."

A vein twitched on Ren Yaoying's forehead, and she was very uncomfortable with Aunt Fang raising Ren Yaoqi like that before.

Ren Shimin glanced at Ren Yaoqi with a smile, and took a pen and ink from the second room on the right with an obvious look of watching the show. She was the one who taught her daughter, and he knew what she was capable of. Ren Yaoqi's level may be better than Ren Yaoying's, but it is still limited after all.

While melting the ink away, Ren Yaoqi tilted her head to look at the painting. After the ink was polished, she picked up a pen and added a few strokes to the snow scene picture, and finally added the words bent by the heavy snow on it. The double bamboo with the bamboo body.

Although it is only a few strokes, it makes people feel the strength of the bamboo being bent, and the vigorous vitality immediately emerges from the painting.

Ren Yaoying's original paintings seem to have become the background, but the overall look is very harmonious, without any abruptness. The style of the whole painting immediately improved several levels.

Ren Shimin's expression of wanting to see his daughter's jokes gradually became serious.