Chapter Eighty-Eight: Retribution (Adiu's Ten Thousand Rewards

Cleaning up portals is not just in martial arts novels, there is a tradition of portals in all Chinese dynasties, especially in the master-apprentice relationship, once it is cleaned up, it is overwhelming

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"Twenty years ago, your third junior brother ate a kind of chili pepper for no reason, which caused his throat to burn out, do you remember this?" Young Master Mei said softly.

Li Zhuo's body trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and his face turned pale.

Listening to Li Zhuo's heavy breathing, Young Master Mei opened his eyes, "Twelve years ago, your little junior sister got on stage and had an argument with a guest, and was seriously injured, and Wu Min of the Jin family was reported to be expelled from the troupe. ”

Young Master Mei looked at Li Zhuo's eyes that had become sluggish because of panic, and every time he said something, the disappointment on Young Master Mei's face would become more intense, "It may be that people are old, these things that I couldn't remember before, but now I remember them." ”

"Master, Master. Li Zhuo came back to his senses and said in horror: "These have nothing to do with me!"

"I didn't say it had anything to do with you. Young Master Mei looked away in disappointment, "But this time, it should have something to do with you." ”

Li Zhuo's expression darkened suddenly.

"I thought those were all because you were young and ignorant, but you are thirty-four, and you are still like this, it is really my incompetence and I can't teach you. Young Master Mei sighed lightly, "In order to preserve the last reputation of the Mei family, you can go." ”

"Hehehe, you really value that little bastard!" Li Zhuo laughed maniacally, "You never really admitted me!

Young Master Mei's face was painful, "I don't know if you made mistakes before, how many people you have ruined, isn't it enough?"

"If I don't destroy them, they will destroy me!" Li Zhuo roared, "If they were there, would I be the one who carried the flag of the Mei faction now?"

"Why not you, are you worse than them?" Young Master Mei was puzzled.

"Hehe, you have never liked me, how can you teach me wholeheartedly?" Li Zhuo sneered, "They are not destroyed in my hands, but in your hands." ”

Young Master Mei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Li Zhuo with a crazy expression in shock.

"Let me ask one last time, do you really don't want me anymore?" Li Zhuo stared at Young Master Mei's eyes and said sharply.

Young Master Mei frowned and nodded resolutely, "You have nothing to do with the Mei family." ”

"Okay, good!" Li Zhuo laughed three times, kowtowed three times to the tablet, and looked at Young Master Mei with resentment, "From now on, you and I will no longer have the fate of master and apprentice, and it has nothing to do with me whether you are dead or alive in the future." ”

When Young Master Mei heard this, his face was like ashes.

"Don't think that I, Li Zhuo, can't live without your Mei family, you wait. Li Zhuo got up angrily and sneered, strode out of the ring hall, and threw the door hard, and the door wind blew out two candles under the tablet.

"Sin, sin. Young Master Mei closed his eyes and prayed bitterly.

The hall was desolate.

"Xiao Zhuo, what's wrong with Xiao Zhuo?" Mrs. Mei prepared the fruit, but saw Li Zhuo striding down from the stride and hurriedly chased him out.

"Master, this is the last time I call you. Li Zhuo stopped and said to Mrs. Mei.

Mrs. May's face was full of astonishment.

"Take care. Li Zhuo smiled and got into the car.

Mrs. Mei watched the car go away, came back to her senses, ran back to the room, and saw that Young Master Mei was staggering up from the ground, "Old man, what's wrong with you and Xiao Zhuo?"

"Don't mention this name at home in the future, it's a shame. Young Master Mei said coldly.

"What the hell is going on, okay? Why is it awkward?" Mrs. Mei's eyes were red, she raised Li Zhuo as a son since she was a child, and she had a deep affection.

"I'm ashamed to say it. Young Master Mei said angrily, "I don't study drama well, I join forces with those who are officials every day, I don't do my job, I don't talk about it, and I bully others, this kind of person, my Mei family can't recognize it!"

Mrs. Mei grabbed her husband, "Impossible, Xiao Zhuo is not that kind of person, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Do you remember Chen Zhi who was driven away by me back then?" asked Young Master Mei.

Mrs. Mei was stunned, thinking of the apprentice who entered the door with Li Zhuo back then, and later ruined his throat because he ate something wrong, "What does it have to do with him." ”

"Who do you think ruined his throat?" Young Master Mei's face was full of remorse, "I was blind, I saw that he was talented at the time, and now it's all retribution, retribution." ”

Mrs. May's body shuddered.

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No one knows about the great changes that have taken place in the Mei family, but it will soon spread in the circle, after all, Li Zhuo is now the well-deserved leader of Peking Opera, and he is the Mei family.

And Wang Yao, who went out from Young Master Mei's house to find a hotel to rest and flew back to Hangzhou tomorrow, received another call, this time it was Mr. Qigong.

"It's ten o'clock, you still haven't slept yet?" Wang Yao was also surprised when he received a call from Mr. Qigong.

"Where are you?" asked Mr. Qigong with a smile.

"Young Master Mei's house had dinner just now. Wang Yao replied.

"That's right, come to me. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.

"It's so late... Won't it be too disturbing?" Wang Yao hesitated.

"I invited you here, how do you call it a disturbance?" Oh, you mean I disturb you?" Mr. Qi Gong quipped.

"Don't dare, let's find a hotel to settle down in. Wang Yao hurriedly smiled.

"Come and stay at my house, there are many rooms, and I am alone. Mr. Qi Gong said with a smile.

After asking the address, he told Mao Weitao to change the route.

"It's really solved with your food, clothing, housing and transportation. He Saifei played with Wang Yao's finger and smiled, she especially likes to play with Wang Yao's finger recently, which is long and soft.

"It's so late, what is Mr. Qigong looking for you?" Xu Feng was a little puzzled.

"I guess it's a matter of drawing, and last time I introduced him to a literary game. Wang Yao smiled.

"When did you add this hobby?" Xu Feng was stunned.

"I'm also a blind cat and a dead mouse. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Then you must not be a dead mouse, Mr. Qigong was shocked. He Saifei said with a smile.

Mr. Qigong's residence is not far from Master Mei's house, and it is also a clean place, but Mr. Qigong's residence is an old mansion, and it has been looking at it for some years.

The yard is very large, there is a large pond with a lot of koi fish, the trees planted are also rare species, there are a few cages of birds, there are two nannies, the front yard is a second floor, the back yard is a row house, which is equipped into an exhibition room and a studio, which has a variety of cultural relics and antiques.

"You can sit casually, and if you have something, you will trouble Auntie. Mr. Qigong chatted with Mao Weitao and He Saifei for a while, and then took Wang Yao and Xu Feng to the studio in the backyard.

The volume of "Plum Blossom Roll" is on the desk, and there is a copy next to it.

"This was copied with the help of the professor of the museum with the latest scanner machine. Mr. Qi Gong introduced, "The rice paper used is very close. ”

"But it's inkjet. Wang Yao touched it and said.

"I've been hesitant to do it. Mr. Qigong smiled and said, "Now that you are here, I will dare." ”

"Uh. Wang Yao's smile froze, "I'm just here to study, but I'm not here to cheer up." ”

"There is too little information about this painting, but it does have this painting, and if it is restored, it will be a great treasure. Mr. Qigong smiled.

Wang Yao carefully studied the original painting, and finally thought for a while, "Are you going to fix it today?"

"Today is a good day. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.

"Can I draw something on this?" asked Wang Yao, pointing to the copy.

"Of course, the data is already stored in the computer. Mr. Qigong nodded.

Wang Yao rubbed his hands and chose a brush on Mr. Qigong's desk, and as soon as he started it, he felt that this one must be extraordinary.

"Be careful, this is an ancient method. Xu Feng reminded.

The ancient method is a rare variety of Xuanbi, the output is limited, and it is the best in the pen.

"It's okay, use it, it's something from the end of the Ming Dynasty anyway. Mr. Qigong was doing the work of uncovering the paper core, and said lightly.

Wang Yao staggered and wanted to put the pen back.

"It's a loss of literati demeanor to put it back. Mr. Qigong chuckled.

"That's better than losing a hair and ruining my family. Wang Yao cried with a sad face, "Do you have anything slightly cheaper here?"

"Vulgar. Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao in disgrace.

Laughing and grinding, and then Wang Yao began to repair this "Plum Blossom Roll" little by little, according to some clues given by the system, Wang Yao's painting broke through the intermediate level, and then drew some famous paintings, including Jin Nong's "Plum Blossom Picture".

Jin Nong ranks among the eight eccentric people in Yangzhou, and the eccentricity of this master who enters painting with calligraphy and Zen Taoism lies in the fusion of these elements, his freehand is more than realistic, and there are many obstacles when he is suspicious of copying.

It is easy to describe the falling, there is no aura, and calligraphy and Zen must be involved in order to copy the intention, fortunately, Wang Yao is still proficient in these two, although the Zen of Bon is primitive, but it is the most intense.

This "Plum Blossom Roll" is about 70 years old Jin Nong, looking back on his life in the twilight of his life to paint, from the plum blossom to the first birth, landing to flowering, a spring and autumn, a summer and an east, the four seasons are a complete pair, a total of seven pairs.

After Wang Yao painted the first picture, Mr. Qigong frowned after reading it.

"What's wrong?" asked Wang Yao nervously.

"I can't say, but I'm amazed at your progress. Mr. Qigong said seriously: "The talent is enviable. ”

Wang Yao touched his head shyly, "It's good to draw more." ”

Xu Feng glanced at Wang Yao, his mouth is really capable of running trains, where do you have time to paint?

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