Happy Little Scholar

Entering from the door, the first thing you see is an extremely spacious hall. Many women dressed in coquettish clothes twist their waists and shuttle through the hall. Occasionally, they lie down in the arms of a guest. The man's hands suddenly become irregular... …

The girl holding the painting carefully avoided the crowd and walked up the stairs to the second floor. After walking a few steps, the door beside her suddenly opened and a man with a red face walked out of the room. The girl once again moved skillfully Dodge and walk straight to the innermost door. Tian Lai Xiao said

"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night..."

A melodious song came from the room. The woman in the room finished singing one of the most famous lyrics recently, shook her head and said: "I have practiced for a long time, but my singing skills are still not good enough. I ruined this good lyrics..."

A gentle woman opposite looked at her and said with a smile: "It's Zui Mo that your demands are too high. Even the sisters in the community who are good at singing can't compare to the singing you just did."

"But even so, she is still not as good as Sister Ruoqing..." The woman sighed and said in a helpless tone.

The gentle woman just smiled when she heard this and did not speak. At this moment, she saw the door of the room being gently pushed open, and the little maid came in from the outside holding the painting.

"Miss, the painting is back." The little maid walked to the two of them, first handed the painting in her hand to the woman who sang just now, then saluted the gentle woman, and said: "I have seen Miss Wan. ”

"Long time no see, Xiaocui is getting more and more beautiful." The gentle woman looked at her and said with a smile.

The little maid's face turned slightly red when she heard this. At this moment, the woman had opened the painting. After looking over, she made a surprised sound.

"who is she?"

The woman looked at the strange woman in the painting and asked with confusion.

The person in the painting is also a very beautiful woman, with a slim figure, wearing a white outfit, with her arms holding a sword in front of her chest. She is full of heroism. At a glance, the woman in the painting seems to be walking out of the paper. , extremely expressive.

"This painting..."

The next moment, the woman had already ignored that the person in the painting was not her, and was completely amazed by the painting.

As the leading lady of Qunyuyuan, she is very proficient in everything, whether it is reading, writing or reciting poems and painting, especially painting. In terms of the exquisiteness of the painting, there is not much that is outstanding, but this one It was a completely new form that she had never seen before.

It doesn't take much exquisite fine brushwork to depict the characters so vividly and lifelike. This feeling of seeming to jump off the page is enough to amaze anyone who sees it.

"ah!"

At this time, the little maid also saw the woman in the painting, and couldn't help but exclaimed, and then said with a bitter face: "Miss, I seem to have picked up the wrong painting, I will replace it right away."

She also felt a little regretful at this moment. If she had known that she had just listened to the scholar and opened it to take a look, she would not have made such a mistake.

"Wait a minute." After hearing this, the woman shook her head, thought for a moment, and said, "Just leave this painting here. When you go to pick up the painting, tell the person who painted it that we bought this painting. Okay, just let him draw another one.”

Hearing this, the little maid nodded and walked out of the room.

After going out, I just remembered that the scholar had closed his stall early today, and if he wanted to pick up the paintings, he might have to wait until tomorrow.

"Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, you are such an idiot!"

Cursing a few words in her mind, the little maid pouted and went downstairs dejectedly.

In the room, the woman's gaze was still on the painting, and surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes from time to time.

She was full of curiosity about this painting method that she had never seen before.

The gentle woman next to her looked over curiously when she saw her like this. When she saw the woman in the painting, she couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

"This painting is so strange. It is clearly on paper, but the woman in the painting seems to be about to walk out..."

The woman nodded and said: "This must be a new technique. I don't know who came up with it. This person's attainments in painting are probably much higher than mine."

At this point, a look of reverence appeared on her face. She thought that she must get to know this master of painting. Her eyes moved down at the same time. When she saw the place where the signature should be written, her pretty face suddenly changed. Suddenly a trace of anger appeared, and he scolded: "What kind of naughty boy is this? He actually scribbled random graffiti on this painting!"

"Li Yi, Li Yi... don't let me touch you!"

After finally recognizing the name, the woman's pretty face became even more angry. In her heart, the "naughty kid" named Li Yi was probably spanked.

At this time, the woman did not appear. After hearing the name "Li Yi", the gentle woman beside him was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly looked towards the lower left corner of the painting and saw that He was crooked, like a child who was just learning to write, and when he was taking notes, a deep joy suddenly appeared on his beautiful face.

After confirming the familiar handwriting, she suddenly grabbed the hand of the woman next to her and said eagerly: "Zui Mo, who made this painting? Quick, take me to see him!"

"Sister Ruoqing, what's wrong with you?"

I have never seen a gentle woman show such an expression. After being stunned for a moment, the woman named Zui Mo asked with surprise on her pretty face.

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Several big men surnamed Fang strode out of a grain store somewhere in Qing'an Prefecture with two stones of grain each on their shoulders. The waiter at the door stared blankly, watching these strong men easily carrying two stones. He put the bag of rice on his shoulders and strode into the wind, swallowing his saliva involuntarily.

It wasn't like there were no people who bought so much food at one time. He wasn't surprised by this, it was just that the strength of these big men really scared him.

Ten stones of rice cost a full five taels of silver. In such a short time, half of Li Yi's net worth had been spent. Although he felt a little distressed, Li Yi would not hesitate at all to spend the money.

The horses brought down from the mountain in the morning were still useful for the next two days, so the few people could only walk back. Green Willow Mountain was not far from Anqing Fucheng, only about an hour's walk away.

All the heavy objects were held by a few big men named Fang. Li Yi felt relaxed, but he hadn't walked for such a long time in a long time. When he walked back, his legs were still a little sore.

Several people carried two coarse cloth bags on their shoulders and swaggered through the village. Naturally, it was easy to attract others' attention.

Of course, compared to these, the fan of pork carried on one shoulder of the big man named Fang attracted more attention.

Most of the people in the village could not guarantee two meals a day, and countless people had not eaten meat for an unknown amount of time. Seeing this scene suddenly, the shock in their hearts was quite great.

Seeing them walking away, someone suddenly lowered his head and picked something up from the ground.

Everyone took a closer look and realized that it was actually a grain of rice.

As if they had thought of something, everyone's expressions changed involuntarily.

Could it be that what was in the bag just now was all rice?

With so much food, did they go down the mountain to rob it?

Such a ridiculous idea appeared in everyone's mind.