The fingers that Meng Siru stepped on moved slightly, she hurriedly leaned down, and there was blood everywhere in her eyes, she didn't know where He Chushu was injured for a while, her hands wandered a few times, and she didn't dare to touch it easily, so she could only panic and said: "Teacher, you hold on, I'm going to call someone to ...... now."

As soon as she got up, the corners of her clothes were gently pulled, and she looked back and saw He Chushu slowly shaking his head, his lips moving slightly, as if he was talking, but she couldn't hear anything.

She leaned down and put her ear close to him, but listened to the staccato voice, and said slowly, "Flower pots...... Cabinet key, find Xiao Li to burn ...... Then hand it over to Lin Shaowei. ”

She looked up, didn't see the flower pot, saw the cabinet, probably understood that there should be a porcelain to be fired inside, and quickly replied: "Okay, I'll go back and do it, I'll go find someone to save you first!"

"Be quick...... So that Huai'an can see ......" He Chushu struggled and shook his head again, "Don't bother, I'...... Can't save ......."

"No, no, no, you hold on......" Meng Siru said, before he got up, he saw He Chushu's head tilted, his eyes slowly closed, and he didn't speak anymore.

She stood still, trembling and reaching out, probing his snort, then abruptly withdrawing her hand, covering her mouth and sobbing lowly.

In the silent room, the aftermath soldiers soon came over, and when they saw her, they immediately reprimanded: "Are you his family?"

She was stunned and didn't respond.

"Let me tell you, this person deserves to disturb the affairs of the official's family, we have to take it to the yamen to make a certificate, and you go back to the yamen to collect the corpse. The other party only acquiesced to her, and after explaining, he took He Chushu with a cloth curtain, lifted it and left.

Meng Siru stood in the bloody hall for a long time, and after a long time, he gradually came back to his senses, walked to the cabinet and pulled the lock to look at it, and then quickened his pace to look around for flower pots.

The flower pots are all in the yard, there are dozens of pots, she can only rummage through them one by one, and when she finds a dozen, she finds the key, opens the cabinet door and takes out the sagger, she hurriedly walks out in her arms.

Walking around the corner, Pan Lanfang stood up and stood in front of her with a shocked expression: "How did I see that they carried someone out, did anyone have an accident, what happened to you just now, I saw them coming back again, I was frightened, for fear that you would be in danger!"

She lowered her head and said mournfully, "It's the teacher, he's ...... Let's go. ”

"Teacher?" Pan Lanfang thought for a while, and then remembered that Si Ru had also learned painting from He Chushu, and the teacher she called turned out to be He Chushu.

When she first heard the bad news, she also felt full of regret, and she felt sad for a while, but soon, she turned her mind to other aspects: "It's all killed, what did you see in it just now, what did they say, will they trouble you?"

"No, it won't. Meng Siru shook his head and walked forward with the sagger.

Pan Lanfang noticed the things in her arms, caught up and asked, "What is this?"

"This is left by the second brother, and the teacher still remembered it before leaving, so I asked me to burn it out as soon as possible. ”

"I said don't call me the second brother. Pan Lanfang reprimanded, recalling her words, and pulled her abruptly, "This is Huai'an's thing, you can't keep it!" Also, Mr. He shouldn't die because of this, then we can't keep it, otherwise it's not against the official family?"

Meng Siru was pulled by her, so she could only stop: "If the teacher has an accident because of this, then I should complete his request." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Pan Lanfang was anxious, "Do you want to harm our whole family, this must not be kept, you threw it away to me." After that, seeing that Si Ru didn't move, she simply grabbed it directly.

She opened her teeth and danced her claws, Si Ru protected each other to the death, the mother and daughter were evenly matched, she didn't grab it for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration found another way, pinched Si Ru's arm, Si Ru was in pain, and the things in her arms almost fell.

Fortunately, she protected it in time, and the pain in her arm made her angry, took a few steps back, and said angrily: "The second brother is about to be executed, the teacher has just been carried away, what is it like to watch the people around you pass away, do you understand, it's all this time, you still have to care about whether you will be implicated, can't you think about them?"

Pan Lanfang looked at her in disbelief: "Your wings have grown stiff, dare to yell at me, tell you, you have to listen to my words, and you have to listen if you don't listen!"

Si Ru bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said, "I don't listen, I want me to listen to you from childhood to adulthood, and keep saying that it is good for me, but I never care about my thoughts, this matter, I have to do it!" After speaking, he walked around Pan Lanfang and strode forward.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and when she reacted, she saw that the person had already walked several steps, and she shouted angrily: "You dare to go and try it!"

Siru's footsteps paused slightly, and he slowly turned back: "Not only do I have to leave now, but in the future, I will never obey you again!"

"You, you...... What are you talking about, do you still have me in your eyes as a mother?" Pan Lanfang scolded and chased after him.

"I treat you as a mother, do you treat me as a daughter, I am in your eyes, it is an item to satisfy your love of face, as long as it is decent in your eyes, you can throw me over at will, I have fought for your face, you are concerned about me in every way, you have lost face to you, in your eyes it is grass mustard, heh, okay, even if you love face, but why do you feel that my value is measured by what kind of person I marry, and my own life is worthless?"

Pan Lanfang was shocked by her attack, and was speechless for a long time, but Siru didn't wait for her, and left quickly with a sagger.

He Chushu's home is not in Xuncheng, his family is in a hurry to bring him back for burial, and it only took half a day to make a simple memorial ceremony in Xuncheng, only friends came to mourn, and the others were forgotten.

However, there are many people in Xuncheng who admire and appreciate He Chushu, not only the peers in the industry, but even the businessmen and ordinary people are full of praise for it. When he was transported back to his hometown, on Xuncheng Street, I don't know who hung a white silk flower on the tree in front of the door, dancing in the wind on the side of the road where the coffin passed.

Then, there were many silk flowers on both sides of the road, some hung on the trees, some were tied to the window lattice, the silk flowers were different, a few were not tied tightly, flew to the coffin with the wind, and flew to the air in a leisurely manner, and were blown apart, blocking a few rays of sunlight, like frost and snow, so that the people who were gazing were cold to the bone.

Meng Siru kept looking for Xiao Li to fire the enamel porcelain and handed it over to Lin Shaowei.

Lin Shaowei's face was solemn, He Chushu's death made him feel painful, he did not hesitate to put the enamel porcelain in the most important exhibition hall of Siguxuan "Guyue Temple" to exhibit, and used all resources to publicize it.

Soon ushered in a lot of people to watch, the picture is really beautiful, many people are bright, some people like the shape, praise when it is a sincere praise, use all the wonderful words, as for the consistent perception of the porcelain painting needs to be elegant, this moment is thrown out of the clouds.

Among the praises, a professional also recognized that the style of the porcelain painting on it was similar to that of Meng Ting'an.

As the eldest son of Mr. Wang, his East Garden once rose rapidly, and he once trampled Sigu Xuan under his feet, and later Sigu Xuan regained his position with porcelain plate paintings, and Dongyuan lost its edge, and now it is tepidly operated.

However, they have also made a lot of "contributions", for example, knocking Ting'an from the clouds to the flat ground at once.

Wang Chu has no grudges with Sigu Xuan, he will often come to Sigu Xuan to visit, and there is no hatred with Meng Ting'an, he can't accept what he doesn't agree with, but he has always been rigorous, Meng Ting'an's paintings, even if he didn't accept them, but he also studied them, because he had to say the reason for criticism.

Because I have studied it, I recognized Ting An's style at a glance.

To be honest, apart from the content, he can't find any fault with Ting An's paintings, but according to his point of view, the content of the painting itself is the soul of a painting, and the soul has problems, and no matter how exquisite the painting is, it is worthless.

But he saw that the people around him were sighing and muttering about this porcelain vase, why did everyone start to accept this nondescript thing?

He pulled someone over and asked, "Do you really think this porcelain vase is good?"

"Okay, the glaze is bright, and the painting is even more wonderful!"

"Do you know what a real masterpiece is?"

"I don't understand, but what conforms to the public's aesthetics and is praised by most people is a good work. ”

Wang Chu thought for a while, and then asked: "But this glaze is passed down by foreigners, and the painting is also a Western painting, why do you respect foreigners' things?"

"Mr. Wang, you are a well-known literati, representing cultural communication, you have such thoughts, then we ordinary people will have no chance to understand the vast world outside. ”

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, he didn't want to be educated by a small common people, he could put down his body, he didn't annoy this person for such a lesson, but he looked back at the enamel porcelain again, and the conversation flashed in his mind in confusion, and the things in front of him didn't seem to be so dazzling.

After looking at it for a long time, he was very annoyed to find that the porcelain vase was not only not dazzling, but also pleasing to the eye.

He felt that his idea was a little bad, after returning to the East Garden, he thought about it and pulled a group of colleagues over to appreciate it, unexpectedly, some of them criticized but more appreciated, the balance in Wang Xi's heart gradually shook, and the people in Sigu Xuan explained from the side, and later, he finally twisted his dilemma into a one-sided line.

He has the assertiveness of being famous, but he also has the courage to change when he knows his mistakes, and this night, he made a big decision.

He wants to publicly apologize to Meng Ting'an.

On behalf of Dongyuan, he openly admitted that his vision was closed, retracted all the articles he had previously instructed Ting An, and sincerely praised Ting An's paintings from a different angle.

Of course, more importantly, those who had "turned to Ting'an" in the past have turned back, regained their past enthusiasm, and raised Ting'an's paintings to a higher level again, and also gained a large number of "sympathy cards", not only for the painting, but also for Ting'an The person is extremely praised.

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