Chang’an’s First Beauty

Lu Yan went out with Zheng Jingzhao today, first made a record of the missing people, and then went to the Ministry of Justice. It was noon when he returned to the Yamen.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Sun Shaoyin snap the brush with ivory landscape patterns to the table.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Jingzhao said.

When Sun Shaoyin saw that it was Zheng Jingzhao, he quickly got up and saluted, frowning, "I went to the Song family just now. I wanted to draw a portrait of a prisoner based on her description. But when I went, the Song family refused to let me see. People said that her daughter was stimulated and only saw a female painter. The subordinates had no choice but to find a female painter again. But adults, the female painters in Beijing are really limited, and most of them are painting landscapes. Character, really... you can take a look." After that, he handed a few pictures on the table to Zheng Jingzhao, showing an expression of indescribable expression.

After seeing it, Zheng Jingzhao couldn't help laughing. He really didn't know if the painter was painting prisoners or apes.

He passed it to Lu Yan, sat down, and continued: "Song's daughter has said something, but the painter has asked clearly?"

Sun Shaoyin nodded, "Song Linger originally went to the West Market to buy fragrant powder, but the Baixiang Pavilion in the West Market closed the shop, so she went to the workshop a little further away. She heard that there was a famous fragrant powder shop there. "

When talking about Baixiangge, Lu Yan on the side raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

"Go on." Zheng Jingzhao said again.

"Song Ling'er was taken away in the workshop. She was knocked down as soon as she noticed something was wrong. The female painter helped to see that her head still has traces of being hit by a bottle. According to her account, she When she woke up, she was sent to the couch of a strange man. Her eyes were covered by a veil and no one was seen. Fortunately, when she got up, the veil just tilted. She saw it. Song Linger said that the man had already been put on. Mustache, high nose, scary appearance, and cracked eyes."

After listening to Sun Xu's words, Lu Yan looked down at the portrait in his hand again, raised his hand to touch the bridge of his nose, and couldn't help thinking: The luxuriant beard and the scary appearance are actually painted.

Zheng Jingzhao said again: "This is over? How about stature and posture?"

Sun Shaoyin shook his head, "The subordinates also felt that they could record too little, so they went to the Song family again, but the Song family didn't even let in the gate this time. I asked them to talk more. They only had two eyes. , One nose and one mouth, and nothing else."

Lu Yan shook the portrait in his hand and said, "What does the Song family's daughter say about this portrait?"

Sun Shaoyin's face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Speaking of like, it's exactly the same." But who can look like an ape?

Zheng Jingzhao came up with the case and yelled at him, "Naughty! Since her Song family is a Dajin citizen and lives in Chang'an City! Then she should cooperate with the Yamen in handling the case. How can they be allowed to..."

Sun Shaoyin said: "My lord calms down his anger. It is true that it is not the second elder of the Song family that is rampant, but that when this happened, the daughter of the Song family was retired by the Liu family. In the past two days, it has been twice just for seeking death..."

Women have always been raped, and if they didn't die, then there would be a life.

After a long silence, Zheng Jingzhao sighed again: "Send someone to investigate from the workshop. Since they were taken away from there, there must be some clues in the workshop." He paused, and said to Lu Yan again: "I remember. Master Lu’s painting skills are excellent. Although Song Linger doesn’t say much, she can’t break any clues. Therefore, Master Lu is asked to paint a few more pictures based on Cai’s narration, and send them to Song’s daughter at that time and call her. Pick one."

It was really crushing to death at the senior level. After Zheng Jingzhao spoke, Lu Yan could only cope with this time-consuming and laborious task.

When it was time to leave in the evening, Sun Xu walked to Lu Yan and said, "Master Lu, you know so many ladies, are there no two who can paint portraits?"

Lu Yan thought for a moment, thinking of the plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums painted by Meng Suxi, and said: "No." After he was about to leave, Sun Xu quickly said, "Master Lu, I'm on the same road with you."

Lu Yan turned around and said puzzledly: "Same way?"

Sun Xu smiled and patted Lu Yan on the shoulder, "At Pingkangfang last night, I saw your sedan chair."

Lu Yan's body became stiff, but there was no way to explain it. After all, he asked someone to stop the sedan chair there.

He sighed: "Lu Mou still has a portrait to paint today, I'm afraid he won't be able to be with Master Sun."

Sun Xu patted himself on the head, "I was wrong, I forgot that Master Lu still has important business."

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Lu Yan was exhausted and hesitated again and again before returning to Chengyuan.

After dinner, Lu Yan raised his head and asked Shen Zhen, "Do you know how to study ink?"

Shen Zhen nodded.

Lu Yan recalled the testimony of the Song family’s daughter, with a beard, a tall nose, a scary face, cracked eyes, and a sneer. There are dozens of different types of beards alone. .

He stood up helplessly, and immediately patted Shen Zhen's buttocks very naturally, "Come to my study in a while and study ink for me."

As soon as he made such a light gesture, Shen Zhen's face flushed.

His slap, neither light nor heavy, seemed to bring an indescribable ambiguity, which made people tremble.

After entering the study, Lu Yan flattened the paper, and after waiting for a while, he saw Shen Zhenhong walking in with a cup of water in his fingertips.

Lu Yan frowned and asked her, what kind of water was used for such a long time?

Shen Zhen blinked and explained: "For ink, cold water is enough, but rain is better. But there is no rain in winter, so I thought about the warm weather today and the snow on the eaves, so I picked it up. Come here a bit."

After hearing this, Lu Yan understood why her fingertips were red.

Also, the daughter raised by Yunyang Houfu naturally knows more than ordinary people.

Lu Yan nodded, and Yantai and Mo Yitong handed it to her.

Shen Zhen looked at the ink in his hand and muttered: "Is this more than a big ink?"

Lu Yan glanced sideways at her and let out an "um". I didn't think she knew so much.

When Shen Zhen studied the ink, Lu Yan stood up and began to paint.

In other words, this person has two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. That's right, but he looks like a person. Just staring at him, Lu Yan painted more than ten kinds.

After an hour, he couldn't help frowning, tilting his neck, and moving his shoulder blades.

Shen Zhen moved in small steps, dropped two plain white hands on his shoulders, and gently rubbed him. Although his strength was small, Lu Yan was still useful.

He closed his eyes, leaned back, and grabbed one of her fingers against his temple.

Shen Zhen understood what he meant, and her soft fingertips moved again. Although she was curious about who he was painting, but thinking about his face, she knew nothing about him.

This was a total of twenty paintings. Seeing that it was almost the time, Lu Yan rushed to Shen Zhen and said, "You go back, you don't have to wait for me tonight."

Shen Zhen's ink-grinding hands were tired, let alone the painter. After seeing him shaking his hands countless times, Shen Zhen tentatively said: "Otherwise, I will paint with an adult. Maybe it will be faster?"

Lu Yan's hand paused, and looked up at her, "Have you ever painted a portrait?"

Shen Zhen nodded, "I have painted several times."

"Who did you learn from?"

"Li Mo, Master Li. When the Master was alive, he called me several times." Shen Zhen said.

As soon as these words fell, Lu Yan was stunned.

When others say this, he may not believe it. There is no other reason. After all, Li Mo is regarded as the most outstanding person since the founding of the Jin Dynasty. His paintings are still mounted in the imperial city.

But Shen Zhen is different. Shen Zhen's grandfather was a master, and by calculation, he was just right with Li Mo's age.

No wonder, she has been very proficient since she first studied ink.

Lu Yan dragged her to her eyes and handed her the pen, "I said, can you do it if you paint?"

Shen Zhen nodded.

Lu Yan said casually: "Wide face, long eyebrows, round eyes, high nose, thick lips."

Shen Zhen pondered for a while, then slowly wrote down, and after a while, he sketched out a person.

After seeing it clearly, Lu Yan, who was standing behind her, couldn't help but shook his head with a smile. It is true that she can see the difference with a single stroke of the pen, and she really portrays the essence of it in detail.

This is talent.

Since she knows how to paint, she doesn't need to paint anymore. Tomorrow she will be dressed up in disguise and take her to Song's house.

Shen Zhen stopped writing. Looking back at him, "My lord, is this all right."

Just now in a hurry, Lu Yan's tugging was equivalent to holding Shen Zhen into his arms. Shen Zhen turned his head now, his forehead just hit his jaw.

The skin touched, and the temperature in the study rose inexplicably.

Her eyes happened to meet his sliding Adam's apple.

"Is it used?" He muttered.

Shen Zhen first thought of the refuge soup that Mo Yue gave her.

She had known in advance that he could not get pregnant in his outer room. She bit her lower lip and shook her head, "My lord, I used musk in advance, and I didn't drink the refuge soup." As he said, he shook his sachet towards Lu Yan.

Lu Yan looked down at her blushing face, and continued: "I'm talking about the medicine that Yang Zong sent this afternoon." It was a bit harder yesterday. He had seen it and remembered it.

As soon as she said this, Shen Zhen's hair stood up on her temples, and when she recalled that she gave the medicine to that place this morning, her entire face became beautiful and radiant.

She sounded like a mosquito, "Go up, go up."

Lu Yan pinched her unbearable slender waist with both hands and lifted her upwards, causing her to sit on the table with her eyes facing each other. He only heard his voice dull, and asked her in a low voice, "Really."