Great Tang's Talented Little Landlord

Qiu Yuanliang and Qiu Kun look forward to Li forgetting their worries.

"Xiao Lang, do you see what is missing? Are these enough?"

"That's enough. Let someone boil the phellodendron and soap horn together, and soak the tea in water alone. In addition, prepare several ovens to dry the picture scroll later."

When the Cortex Phellodendri and saponin horn were cooked, Li forgot to ask someone to take the brush, carefully dip the brush into the boiled yellowish brown liquid, brush it on the picture scroll several times, and then let someone take it to dry.

After that, it was brushed several times with tea water, dried, and then brushed with phellodendron and soap horn water. After repeated several times, the original new picture scroll becomes like an ancient painting that has passed through thousands of years.

As for the scroll of the painting, it doesn't matter. If asked, he replied that the original was rotten and replaced it with a new one.

Li forgot to worry and made seven or eight old paintings at one go. He was afraid that he didn't draw well and needed to redraw them for standby. After all, he has never drawn such a large sketch portrait again, and his confidence is not very sufficient.

He asked Qiu Yuanliang to help him prepare charcoal pens and steamed cakes. Hearing that he wanted steamed cakes, Qiu Yuanliang thought Li forgetful and hungry, and planned to prepare another banquet for him.

Li Qieyou can only explain with a smile that he is not hungry. Steamed cakes are a tool for painting.

People who have studied sketch know that wiping with steamed bread can replace rubber, and can gradually soften the sketch. It is a very convenient tool.

Datang has no place to find rubber. Steamed cakes are just a substitute.

When everything was ready, Li forgot to worry suddenly patted on the forehead.

I forgot one of the most important things and lost a model!

To draw a sketch of how tall a person is, Li forget worry has never drawn it again. He can't draw it without a model as a reference.

Qiu Yuanliang and his son said this, and they were both stupid.

Although they don't understand what the model in Li's mouth is, they understand that Li needs to draw this picture according to a woman.

Chou Yuanliang was straightforward. He immediately ordered the slaves and maidservants in the house to find all his Ji concubines and let Li forget to choose by himself to see who would be the "model".

This product is quite unexpected to Li Lianyou. This is the Tang Dynasty. Just let Ji Qie come out to meet an outsider and let them be models for themselves?

But thinking that this was the Tang Dynasty, Li forgot his worries and was relieved.

Ji Qie is not a wife at all, let alone her status.

The law of the Tang Dynasty clearly stipulates that "concubines are cheap", "concubines can buy and sell", "take concubines and guest women as wives for a year and a half."

Men with concubines but no wives are still unmarried "Diamond kings". When his first wife dies, even if his concubine is full, his husband is also a widower without a wife. He wants to find another good family to marry his first wife.

Bai Juyi, Su Dongpo and other literati all gave away their concubines. It is common to give concubines to confidants and meritorious officials.

There are hundreds of concubines in the Tang Dynasty, and dozens less. Concubines and concubines are common from Princes and nobles to scholars and people.

Moreover, when the host of the Tang Dynasty entertains guests, these Ji concubines also need to come out to dance for fun. Even if the guests like it, it is common to directly let these Ji concubines serve or even give gifts.

Bai Juyi has a poem: Twelve Shu in front of the nine Candlestick, the master stays drunk for entertainment.

Qiu Yuanliang only kept a dozen Ji concubines. In terms of his wealth, he was diligent and thrifty.

However, when the more than a dozen young and beautiful concubines of Ying Yanyan, wearing light silk and satin, stood in front of Li forgetful and let him choose, Li forgetful had an illusion.

What is the similarity between NIMA and later generations when he accompanied customers to nightclubs and mummies brought a group of "princesses" for guests to choose?

Qiu Yuanliang's concubine even has Hu Ji, blonde, fair skinned and towering chest

These concubines were thinly dressed, and a large white peak appeared under their bra. Steamed buns, who had misunderstood Li Wangyou, make complaints about the big steamed bread that he squeezed out of the city with his golden armor. But he did not think that the image of the steamed bread that he had seen today was really so...

With a mouthful of saliva in his throat, Li forgot to worry about stabilizing his mind. He chose a concubine with outstanding figure and appearance from many concubines and asked her to be his own model.

"Xiao Lang, do you like this Ji concubine? Why don't you give it to Xiao Lang to warm the bed." seeing that Li forgets to worry, Qiu Yuanliang chose an Ji concubine and hesitated to give it.

Li forgets to worry and chooses the Ji concubine, who is tall and outstanding. She is his favorite type. However, for Qiu Yuanliang's words, Li forgetful immediately shook his head and refused.

The taste of the Tang aborigines is too strong. They always give away their concubines. Would you like to give money instead?

In his opinion, Ji Qie is also one of his wives. Is she afraid that her head is not green enough to give it to others?

Li forget worry is not a pure little place - male, or has a psychological cleanliness habit. He didn't accompany customers to some romantic places in his previous life. This group of beautiful women had already made him feel thirsty.

The reason why he refused was that he didn't dare to go home for fear of being chased by the beautiful boss; Second, they are against sending people as goods.

Qiu Yuanliang thought that Li forgetful worry was young and thin skinned. He warmly persuaded him again that if you didn't accept my wife, you would look down on me, which made Li forgetful worry cry out that he couldn't stand it.

Finally, Li forgets worry and can only use his killer mace to claim that he wants to cut off the decline and be filial for his father and can't be close to women. This makes Qiu Yuanliang Shanshan stop the idea of sending Ji concubine to him.

It is only three days away from Zhang Liang's birthday banquet, that is to say, Li forget worry must draw this one person high "Luoshen map" within three days. Time is tight and the task is urgent.

Li Qieyou plans to start work overnight and strive to draw the painting of the God of Luo as soon as possible.

He was also afraid that Su Changqing and them were worried about themselves at home, so he asked Niu Wu to make a hard trip. The next morning, he rode back to Dingzhou village to report peace. He plunged into the studio prepared by Qiu Yuanliang and began to paint at ease.

Three days later, Zhang Liang's birthday.

Today, the door of the studio was still closed. Both Qiu Yuanliang and Qiu Kun walked anxiously back and forth at the door.

"Father, it's almost time now. There will be a birthday banquet for the Duke of Changping County in two hours. Is Li Xiaolang anxious?" the fat man Qiu Kun whispered to his father anxiously.

"If you are in a hurry, you must be in a hurry." in fact, Qiu Yuanliang is not sure. He is comforting himself rather than comforting his son.

In the past three days, Li Qieyou hardly left the studio. The meals were sent to the studio by the servants of the house. He was almost sleepless painting. He was so tired that he closed his clothes and lay down for a while. Even his concubine as a model was almost paralyzed.

In this regard, the enemy father and son saw it in their eyes and shed tears of gratitude.

There were also five or six paintings that had been abandoned by him before. After all, Li forgets that he has never tried to draw a life size sketch.

In order to draw this picture of the God of Luo, he did his best.

While the enemy father and son were waiting anxiously, the door of the studio opened with a squeak.

Li Qieyou, tired, stood at the door with a scroll in his hand and smiled at them. Under the sunshine, Li forgets worry as if he was wearing Jinxia, revealing eight white teeth.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life."