Si Gu Xuan finally came to the news, Wang Lao was willing to let Meng Ting'an's paintings be exhibited.

The exhibition time was scheduled to two days later in the morning, Mr. He went to Siguxuan in advance to prepare, the brothers and sisters were excited and secretly busy, the first day had been carefully wrapped the painting, the next day, when Meng Hongxian went out, he quietly transported the painting out from the side door, the subordinate guarding the side door said hello, will not leak the news, after the painting moved out, there were two people waiting outside in a carriage.

However, there was a coincidence, and there was bad luck, on this day, Meng Hongxian forgot to bring a codex, and just arrived at the kiln factory and folded it back, in order to save time, he entered the side door.

The three people who were busy with their work were caught by him on the spot.

At that time, Meng Tingan was still holding a painting in his hand, and his steps were in a hurry, and he happened to collide with him who came in front of him, and the painting fell to the ground, completely and clearly scattered in front of him, and his eyes widened instantly.

The exhibition hall of Sigu Xuan.

Because Mr. Wang was relieved, the other members of Siguxuan no longer had any objections, and because of Mr. Wang's face, they were all present today.

At the invitation of He Chushu, some authoritative scholars in the Xuncheng art world also arrived.

The exhibition hall is lively and lively, playing an unconventional signboard, a height of artistic tolerance, and a novelty of foreign things, a group of people are looking forward to it, and there are still some expectations.

However, the neck was stretched and hurt, but the "much-anticipated" painting did not come.

After a long time, the passion for waiting was exhausted.

Something hasn't come yet.

Everyone couldn't help but get angry, and some people reiterated the old words: "I know that the foreigner's set will not work, this Young Master Meng is afraid that he will not be popular with his paintings, so he will not dare to come." ”

He Chushu was helpless and asked someone to go to Meng's house to inquire about the news.

After the man finished probing, he replied, saying that the door of Meng's house was closed, and no one opened it when he knocked, so he didn't know what happened.

There was an uproar in the hall again, and it was still the person who had just complained, and he continued: "Look, I said yes, that little young master Meng didn't dare to come!"

An old man asked, "Have you all seen his paintings, they are really so bad, why do you hold an art exhibition when they are so bad?"

"Some people just can't help themselves. The man arched his hand towards the old man, "Suspicious, I remember, didn't Mr. He leave a painting of the little master the day before yesterday, just behind, Old Yang, if you want to see it, you might as well come with me." ”

The old man surnamed Yang followed him, not only him, but everyone present.

The crowd walked around the screen in the exhibition hall, and a painting was on the table behind it, and the man spread it out and signaled to everyone: "No, here it is." ”

This is a kind of painting, the picture is very small, it was specially painted by Meng Ting'an in order to bring it to Si Gu Xuan's evaluation first, in the picture, the bright yellow sun is rising, half-hiding in the clouds, shining on the humid air on the sea, and the ships on the sea reflect the blue sparkling light.

Yang Lao looked at it for a while before he said, "I think it...... That's good. ”

"Old Yang, take a closer look. The man said: "This ship doesn't even have an outline, and the characters in it are very vague, don't you think that this is an intentional imitation of our ink paintings, but we want to use the name of Western painting to make a four-way dislike?"

"That's what you say...... It seems to make sense. ”

"Don't look at our previous president, Mr. Wang, who agreed to the little young master's art exhibition, he is giving young people a chance, and it does not mean that he agrees with his paintings, but this little young master has not come until now, that is, he does not cherish the opportunity. ”

Yang Lao nodded: "Yes, yes." ”

The others also nodded: "Yes, yes." ”

Lin Shaowei stood up and said to everyone: "Today, Sigu Xuan is derelict in his responsibilities and wasted your precious time, Lin apologizes to you here, and I dare not delay you again." ”

At this point, a group of people had to complain or sigh and walk out slowly.

He Chushu watched them leave, frowned, and looked deeply out the door.

Meng House.

Meng Hongxian turned his back to the kneeling man and swept the paintings scattered on the ground one by one.

Looking at these paintings, his mind traveled back in time to nineteen years ago.

He hadn't heard the child cry yet.

However, there was more than just that child in his life.

His eyes slowly turned red, he took a deep breath, forced back his tears, and turned back sadly: "You really like Western paintings?"

Meng Tingan hesitated for a moment and nodded lightly.

"Your paintings are decent, if you ...... in the future Painted like this all the time, that...... You just go for it. ”

Meng Tingan looked up, his eyes full of disbelief.

"There you go. The other party said again, and the three words were weak.

Meng Ting'an's eyes suddenly saw the dawn!

The three of them regrouped and went out in a panic, hating the carriage for running too slowly, and thinking to themselves how good it would be if people had wings.

Looking around, Lin Shaowei sent everyone to the courtyard gate, turned around and said, "Close the exhibition hall." ”

The two doors were slowly pushed forward, and He Chushu stood outside the door, watching the light get narrower and narrower.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, an urgent cry sounded behind him.

He hurriedly turned around.

"We're late, quick, hang up the paintings. Huai'an ran out of breath, just stood still, saw the crowd that was leaving, and hurriedly rushed over and shouted: "Don't go, the painting is here." ”

Lin Shaowei flicked his sleeves and said loudly behind his back: "The exhibition time has passed, and it can't be exhibited again." ”

Those people stopped because of Huai'an's obstruction, but when they heard Lin Shaowei say this, they walked out one after another.

Huai'an couldn't forcibly block it, so he could only give in, he walked up to Lin Shaowei indignantly and reprimanded: "Time has passed, but your exhibition hall is empty, why can't it be exhibited?"

"There is always a rule for everything, is this a place for you to play, Si Gu Xuan has agreed to exhibit, it is you who are overdue, should this responsibility be borne by Si Gu Xuan?"

Huai'an was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

It seems that they are not taking advantage of this matter.

Seeing that they were silent, He Chushu already had a guess in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "Was it discovered by Brother Meng?"

Meng Tingan nodded: "Yes." ”

"This is also creation, the so-called do your best to know the destiny of heaven, the matter has come to this, don't be sad, there will be a chance next time. He could only be comforted like that.

Meng Tingan lowered his head, his eyes full of melancholy.

Lin Shaowei was staring at them, listening to He Chushu say this, thinking that the Meng family's father refused to come to Sigu Xuan mercilessly, and now that he was a son, he sang such a play, and his displeasure rose again, and he said: "Since ancient literati and scholars, faith comes first, and today Meng Gongzi is untrustworthy, which makes Sigu Xuan lose face, and in the future, Sigu Xuan is only afraid that it will be difficult to cooperate with the Meng family." ”

"Heh, what about the relationship?" Huai'an was unhappy, "It seems that not only will the third brother's painting exhibition not be able today, but my Meng family's things will not be able to enter the door of Sigu Xuan in the future, right?"

Lin Shaowei didn't speak, but gestured to him with his eyes, yes.

"Then I have to let my third brother's paintings be exhibited today. Huai'an was a little annoyed in his words, "Otherwise, wouldn't my fourth sister's painting have no chance in the future!"

Lin Shaowei straightened his spine: "Young Master Meng is so unreasonable, this is not a literati's way of communication!"

"Who communicates with you in a literati way?" Huai An said, rolling up his sleeves.

Just about to step forward, He Chushu grabbed the collar and said in his ear: "You will only get more and more stiff like this, and it is really out of control, and it is irreparable." ”

Huai'an was helpless: "What should I do?"

"Let's think about it in the long run, let's go back first. He pulled people to his side, for fear that he would not be able to resist and fight again.

Lin Shaowei saw that he didn't dare to really do it, so he turned around unscrupulously and asked someone to close the door of the exhibition hall.

A few people had to reluctantly walk back.

Huai'an muttered all the way, He Chushu kept admonishing, and Siqing and Ting'an were silent.

Walking out of the old distance, Huai'an is still indignant: "The third brother's paintings must be exhibited, otherwise my father will not agree with him to paint Western paintings, if he doesn't paint, won't it be wasted to study abroad in the past few years, and listen to the meaning of the surname Lin, it seems that we have any opinions on our Meng family, this time the third brother's paintings will not be exhibited, and he will not have a chance for the fourth sister in the future, no, I must let the third brother's paintings be exhibited." ”

Ting An and Siqing were shocked, they saw at this moment that this second brother, who had always been stubborn, had the posture of a brother in front of them.

"However, this time it is indeed our responsibility, Brother Shaowei is actually right. He Chushu sighed.

"I know, but ......," he rolled his eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "it's not impossible. ”

"What can you do?" asked Siqing.

"Get someone to help. ”

"Who can help?"

"Of course, our Admiral's beloved son. He smiled, "Let's go, let's go find him." ”

Siqing wondered: "What can Cheng Yiheng do to help?"

"Let me tell you, Si Gu Xuan's gang of people are shrewd in their hearts, I remember what I told you two days ago that Cheng Yiheng was going to be framed in pear blossom wood, they originally disagreed, but then Cheng Yiheng revealed his identity and immediately compromised, it can be seen that they are actually used to judging the form and seizing the power. ”

While talking, several people have rushed to the governor's house non-stop, who knows, Cheng Yiheng heard that Huai'an was coming, but he closed the door and didn't see it, and asked the guards to reply, these days his father is very strict, and he can't go out to mix anymore.

Huai'an refused to give up, and let people spread the word: "I came today because his third brother has something important to ask for." ”

The guards went for a while, and when he saw that Cheng Yiheng came out quickly this time, he tiptoed, looked left and right, and hurriedly ran over after making sure that it was safe.

Huai'an understands this attitude very well, after all, he has also been haunted like this in the Meng family.

Cheng Yiheng came to them and looked at Meng Ting'an first: "You are going to hold an art exhibition in Siguxuan, what about your paintings?"

Meng Ting'an saluted and said, "It's all in the car, do you want to take a look at it first?"

"Don't call me sir. He waved his hand again and again: "My father is, I'm not, then I'll take a look first." ”

As he spoke, he jumped into the carriage and flipped through a painting at random.

At this glance, he couldn't help but be stunned, and sighed: "It's a good painting." ”

"Cheng Gongzi really thinks that he is good at painting?" asked Ting An.

"Of course, don't listen to the old antiques of Si Gu Xuan, you draw very well. He sighed, admiring his gaze and involuntarily struck Meng Ting'an.

Meng Ting'an lowered his eyes slightly and said, "If Cheng Gongzi appreciates it, he will hope to help." ”

"That's a must. Cheng Yiheng looked at him and replied without thinking.