Lu town is located in the south of Changchun Street, is a small bridge flowing water, blue bricks and white walls, antique town, because the fish and shrimp rich Hengmei River runs through the whole town, most of the residents of Lu town are fishing for a living, living a life of fishing and drying nets, a comfortable life.

When the afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the entire Lu Town, many squires, magnates, and literati gathered on the bridge of the Hengmei River to write poems and paintings, and talk about their romance.

One of them is handsome, beautiful, eight feet long, a talent, a man with a banana fan in his hand is painting a white fox with a focused expression, the white fox he painted is lifelike, vivid, attracting countless literati and elegant guests around to stop and watch, many people see the wonders, are clapping and applauding, tsk.

"This painting made by the Han painter is simply alive, at first glance, I thought that this white fox was about to jump out of the painting!"

"The Han painter is really worthy of the first painter in Lu Town, and he really deserves his name, this expressive white fox is really an eye-opener for Yao!"

"Han painter, your white fox painting is really amazing, how much is this painting, I bought it in Jizhongfu!"

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With the sound of one after another, the handsome man put aside the brush, he rolled up the scroll and threw it into the sparkling Hengmei River, muttering to himself: "This painting is like a heavenly work, and it should not be lost in the mortal world!"

Seeing this scene, the group all stared at the handsome and beautiful man with a shocked face, as if they couldn't understand his actions.

At this moment, there was a sound of exclamation from the bridge.

"This white donkey is really alive, I faintly feel the unruly temperament of this white donkey!"

"This white donkey is really well drawn, the hair on the back of this white donkey looks shiny and soft, I want to go up and ride it!"

"This white donkey is vividly painted, you see that it still has a persimmon leaf in its mouth, it is really a lofty artistic conception!"

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At this moment, Yang Huaiping wore a blue cloth gown made for him by Jiang Ruoke, and walked to the bridge of the Hengmei River with a painting under his arm.

At this time, the local squires and magnates who were familiar with Yang Huaiping greeted him among the literati.

"Painter Xie is here, I really didn't expect that you, who have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, could come to this exhibition, I don't know what paintings Painter Xie brought this time!"

"You might as well say it bluntly, as for the picture of the lively concubine bathing made by the painter, I will make a pot of strong tea every night when it is quiet, take it out and observe it carefully, and sometimes I can't help but ......"

"Painter Xie, I've heard that there are a lot of your paintings on the market today, so you should be more careful about this, so as not to have too many shoddy paintings on the market and affect your reputation!"

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Listening to the trivial discussions of the people around him, Yang Huai stood calmly on the Hengmei Bridge, he couldn't help but think of his simple wife Jiang Ruoke, who was reluctant to spend the money, and couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the handsome and beautiful bearded man walked to Yang Huaiping's side, he hugged his fists and said: "This little friend must be the painter Xie who is good at glamorous painting, I have seen your paintings, they are glamorous and vulgar, and they are really lofty in artistic conception!"

Yang Huaiping returned the salute to the handsome man with beautiful hair: "Han Immortal is really polite, I have been in the pharmacy for a long time, I just want to come out to breathe, if there is a chance, it would be better to be able to make a clumsy hand in my hand!"

The handsome and haired man pulled Yang Huaiping aside, and he smiled and said, "Little friend, how did you recognize me, no one else can see my true body!"

Yang Huaiping looked at the handsome man and said, "You said that your surname is Han, and you are holding a banana fan in your hand, you say that you are not Han Zhongli, so who will it be!"

Han Zhongli frowned, he looked at Yang Huaiping and said in a deep voice: "You must not reveal my true identity, I just like to paint, take the opportunity of this art exhibition to come out and have fun!"

Yang Huaiping handed the Xi Shi Huan yarn picture in his hand to Han Zhongli and said: "The Han Immortals can be said to be famous figures in the painting world for a long time, Xie wants to ask the Han Immortals to help sell this painting Xi Shi Huan yarn picture, and I can exchange some silver to go back and coax my vulgar wife!"

After hearing Yang Huaiping's words, Han Zhongli's face showed a surprised expression, he looked at Yang Huaiping and said in a deep voice: "Xiaoyou, you are also a well-known painter, I don't think you should be short of money!"

Yang Huaiping looked at the microwave Hengmei River under the sunset, and said in a flat tone: "I usually sell paintings, and I can indeed win a lot of money, but my daughter-in-law has saved up the money I earned, and she is very stingy and reluctant to spend this money easily......"

Han Zhongli smiled, he stroked his beard with his hand, and slowly opened the painting that Yang Huaiping handed him!

When he saw the portrait of Xi Shi who was beautiful and moving, half a point was too much, and half a point was thin, his face once again showed a look of surprise, obviously he didn't expect that Yang Huaiping, who had always been good at glamorous painting, would now make such an elegant painting.

After carefully studying the painting for a long time, Han Zhongli couldn't help but nod with appreciation, and he smiled at Yang Huaiping and said: "Now that the Luzhen Flower Show, the squires and magnates, and the literati are gathered, I will definitely help the little brother sell this beautiful and refined Xi Shi Huansha for a big price, so that the little brother will no longer be bothered by the vulgar wife!"

While speaking, Han Zhongli held Yang Huaiping's Xi Shi Huansha picture high, and he shouted loudly to the people on the Hengmei River Bridge: "Xie Painter does not like the red world, and specially entrusts me to buy a Xi Shi Huansha Picture in his hand on his behalf, this painting is the only clear painting of Xie Painter, not as charming and charming as before, living and fragrant, but it really has a beautiful and refined natural charm, and please take a shot and buy it enthusiastically!"

After hearing Han Zhongli's shout, the noisy and noisy crowd instantly quieted down, and all the squires and magnates, literati and rioters, all of them were crowded, and they all flocked in the direction of Han Zhongli, all wanting to appreciate the Qing paintings made by Yang Huaiping.

A man with a long figure, dressed in white, holding a bamboo folding fan of Xiangfei, wearing a ring around his waist, with long hair fluttering, and a handsome face, saw Han Zhongli painting a picture of white and tender skin, smooth as jade, and beautiful and moving Xi Shi Huan yarn, he couldn't help but fall in love at first sight, and his heart was moved, he said loudly: "Han painter, how much silver taels is this Xi Shi Huansha picture, I bought it!"

Han Zhongli reached out and stroked the black beard on his chin, he frowned, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "A piece of red gold is the price, but I will sell this painting to the one with the highest price!"

Hearing this, a man dressed in white seemed to be afraid that his painting would fall into the hands of others, so he said decisively: "I will pay ten ingots of red gold to buy this painting!"

But as soon as his words fell, the surrounding group of people all shouted, "I'll give you twenty-five ingots of red gold!"

"Don't fucking rob me, my son will give fifty ingots of red gold?"

"What a picture of a naturally beautiful Xi Shi Huan yarn, this official has seventy ingots of red gold!"

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