"Great!"
Tang Xun smiled softly.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up.
"Right, then... can you paint a White Snow and Red Plum Blossoms Painting for me now?"
"I can't see the real thing, can I at least look at a painting?"
Xia Jingfeng agreed almost without a second thought.
"Sure!"
After saying that, he called for someone to bring the ink and colors, spreading the purest white paper.
He picked up the brush and slowly began sketching, stroke by stroke.
...
Xia Jingfeng only had the opportunity to learn painting after arriving in Jiangnan in recent years.
In his childhood, he focused only on studying diligently.
Later, when he was working in the Capital City, the Ministry of Revenue was bustling with people and affairs, leaving him no time.
It wasn't until a few years ago, when he came to Jiangnan and made friends with many talented scholars,
that he began to learn from them.
