In the afternoon, a child was crowded into the gallery, and Hulin ran to the counter with red and swollen eyes and knocked twice. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Qing heard the sound and walked out of the counter, and when she saw that it was Hulin, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, she hugged Hulin and asked with concern: "Hulin, why are you crying? Is the master sick again? Let's go find the doctor."

"Master... Master, he..."Hulin cried again, rubbed his eyes with one hand and wiped his tears, and pointed to the door with the other, and said, "Madam, Master, he... He's dead!" said Hulin, crying more and more sad.

Yan Qing's heart was shocked, Master... The news came too suddenly, and it was difficult for her to accept it for a while, two days ago, she also went to a private school to discuss calligraphy and painting with her master, and the master also... also said that he wanted to go back to Huaifeng, could it be...

"What's wrong?" Liu and Aunt Li asked, leaving the painter behind, hearing the cry of a child.

Hulin couldn't help crying at the moment, and as long as the tears confused his vision, he raised his sleeve to wipe it.

"The master of Shangge's private school has gone!" Yan Qing said lightly.

Aunt Li was also shocked, why did she go suddenly? She looked at Hulin, the child was crying strangely and pitifully, this... This master went... How is this possible.

"Don't cry!" Liu comforted Hulin and said to Yan Qing: "Let's go to the private school and have a look!"

"Okay!" Yan Qing didn't care about the painter anymore, so he hugged Hulin and followed Mrs. Wei out of the art gallery.

Yan Qingjiao's face was light, and she didn't say anything to stop Aunt Li, but only Aunt Li would think about her like this.

She looked at Sister-in-law Liu and smiled, she didn't seem to care about Liu Shuang'er's words, and naturally she didn't take it to heart.

Sister-in-law Liu drank tea by herself, too lazy to discipline the dead girl, she came to Lan'an for two hours, and she had to spend silver to drink tea in the teahouse, or Xiaoqing was here, and there was tea for nothing.

Aunt Li wiped the desktop of Sister-in-law Liu, and then went to wipe Liu Shuang'er's desktop, she saw that the girl had thick eyebrows and big eyes, but she was not educated, she estimated that she was in the village before, and she did not give Xiaoqing any difficulties.

As soon as Liu Shuang'er saw the old aunt coming towards her, she hurriedly picked up the teacup and let go of it early, took a sip of tea and smiled proudly.

Aunt Li, who watched it, was angry.

The mother was too lazy to discipline anymore, and others didn't say much, Yan Qing diverted his eyes from Liu Shuang'er, and when he saw the outside of the art gallery, he happened to see Mrs. Wei get out of the carriage.

She smiled and said, "Aunt Li, if the desktop is dirty, it's dirty, don't care." Mrs. Wei is here, please go make a pot of tea again."

When Aunt Li heard that Mrs. Wei was coming, she was flattered and put away the rag, and said happily: "Mrs. Wei is here!

Yan Qing greeted the gallery, and Aunt Li went to the back hall to make tea.

Leaving Sister-in-law Liu and Liu Shuang'er to sit with each other looking at each other, they didn't want to leave when they came, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Yan Qing and Liu walked into the art gallery, she smiled and quipped: "Mrs. Wei is still here today, but the business of the art gallery has been very cold recently, and I want to make Mrs. Wei laugh."

"You don't have to be discouraged!" Liu persuaded her, only to find that there were two people sitting at the table when she entered the door, looking dressed like they were from the countryside, she knew that Mr. Su and Xiaoqing were originally from Tanglin Village, and asked with a smile: "Is there anyone from the village?"

"Hmm!" Yan Qing nodded, walked to the table and invited Mrs. Wei to sit down.

Although Yan Qing had no good impression of Sister-in-law Liu, he respected her for her seniority and introduced Sister-in-law Liu to Mrs. Wei.

Sister-in-law Liu was obviously a little restrained in front of Liu, she looked at Mrs. Lady's brocade clothes, which she could not look forward to in her life, and never thought that one day, she would sit with Mrs. Wei, a senior disciple.

Liu Shuang'er looked at Mrs. Wei even more intently, she didn't know much words, but she looked like a gentle and virtuous lady! Dignified and generous! She could find it in Mrs. Wei.

"Hello Mrs. Wei!" At this moment, Liu Shuang'er shouted very politely and sensibly.

Liu Shi looked at her, smiled gently, and replied, "Hello Shuang'er girl"

"Mother!" Liu Shuang'er grabbed her mother's arm and shook it a few times, and said happily: "Did you hear it, Mrs. Wei called me Shuang'er girl"

After speaking, she let go of her mother's arm and turned around, muttering, "You usually know to call me a dead girl"

When Sister-in-law Liu faced Mrs. Wei, she already felt inferior, and she was ashamed to come, but when she heard her daughter say this, she couldn't wait to drill a hole.

Liu Shuang'er is open-mouthed, Yan Qing doesn't know, but the same is true for Sister-in-law Liu!

Yan Qing asked Liu, "How is Sister Xinrong's injury?"

"It's better!" Liu smiled back, coming back to her senses from the disrespect that Shuang'er girl had for her mother, and when it came to Xinrong, her smile deepened a lot, and she chatted with Xiaoqing: "Wenjie and Xinrong get along very well, and she is very happy from time to time, the more I watch, the more I think they are a good match, but... Linqing over there..."

Yan Qing knew that the Linqing in Mrs. Wei's mouth was probably Lord Fang, and the marriage of the ancients was subject to the decision of his parents, unlike modern people, who advocated freedom of love and marriage.

She asked Mrs. Wei to relax and said, "As long as Shi Gongzi and Sister Xinrong are in love, even Lord Fang can't break them up." What's more, the two of them also have Mr. and Mrs. Wei behind them. Perhaps, Lord Fang himself will be able to understand sooner or later."

"I hope so! Wen Jie has only passed the exam now. In the future, I don't know if I can... , I heard that Lu Zhengming is a servant of the ministry, and he is a third product. Manage the scientific expedition..."As soon as Liu Shi said this, his face was full of worry.

The words have been said very clearly, next year's Spring Festival will be in Pingyang, and the scientific examination will be handled by the imperial court, and Governor Fang is likely to be the chief examiner.

How can this make her not worried, Wen Jie's kid must not lose the imperial examination.

Yan Qing paused when she heard this, if this was the case, her husband and Brother Gong would definitely not be able to get rid of each other.

"What is Lu Shilang's character?" she couldn't help asking.

"This man is loyal to the court, but he is a man... I heard that it is less than half of Mr. Su's, and it is comparable to the cunning of old treachers!" Liu replied.

If it is true, it will really worry them.

"Tea is here!" Aunt Li happily came out of the back hall to make tea and came to them, but saw that Mrs. Wei and Xiao Qingrong had something wrong?

Yan sobered up, took the tea cup in Aunt Li's hand, and handed it to Liu's and said: "Mrs. Wei drinks tea, the so-called soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and it will be useless to think too much about the future, so it's better to see you at that time!"

"You're right!" Liu nodded, taking a sip of tea in an elegant manner.

Sister-in-law Liu and Liu Shuang'er sat here stunned, listening to what Xiaoqing and Mrs. Wei said, they couldn't interject, they really envied Xiaoqing, and now they can get to know a dignitary like Mrs. Wei. She looked back and thought about it, she really shouldn't have told Su Xiucai and the stupid girl in front of the village chief.

They talked.

The gallery still didn't see a single painter to patronize, Yan Qing didn't say anything, and thought of another way in his heart.

Sister-in-law Liu and Liu Shuang'er's mother and daughter stayed until noon, and Su Jin and Yan Qing stayed with them for lunch.

After the meal, they couldn't help much, if they didn't go back, the old man should be in a hurry at home, so Su Jin sent them back to Tanglin Village.

In the afternoon, the gallery was guarded by Aunt Li.

Su Jin and Yan Qing went up to the second floor, sat around the table, and discussed the method that Yan Qingxin came up with.

Yan Qing's method is to do a good job in propaganda work.

Although today's dynasties don't have the modern art technology and beautiful leaflets, they can also apply this model.

Su Jin was the first to agree with what his lady said, and it sounded very practical. He said: "The husband can paint according to what the lady said, if the lady still has any bold ideas, although you can say them all."

"There is no more daring one!" Yan Qing smiled and said, "Let's try this method first!

Liu Shi answered and asked, "Where are the locations for the promotion?"

"Lanes, private schools, temples, city walls, restaurants and tea shops can all be!"

"The temple is also completed?" asked Liu unconvinced.

"Of course!" Yan Qing replied with a smile: "The temple can paint a painting about the temple alone, and leave it to me to paint."

Liu smiled and nodded.

Feng Zicheng said: "Since it is a separate lot, the lot of the alley and the restaurant and the tea shop, let me publicize it."

Su Jin answered: "In this way, I will go to the private school and the city wall."

"What about me?" Liu asked Xiao Qingdao, "These lots have been divided by you, won't I have to be idle?"

"Why don't you make a temple painting with Mrs. Wei and me?" Yan Qing said with a smile: "It's just right to paint some new paintings."

"Good!" Liu said happily.

They agreed and were ready to paint separately, when Feng Zicheng got up, Yan Qing stopped him again, and after thinking about it again, she still decided: "Uncle Feng, as for the paintings in the restaurant and tea shop, go to each house and give out a pair! If they are willing to accept it, you don't have to say anything, that kind of occasion will have a propaganda effect."

Feng Zicheng understood what Xiaoqing meant, nodded and went to paint.

One afternoon, except for Aunt Li's figure, there was no one next to me in the gallery, although the first floor was very cold, but the second floor was not idle for a moment.

The paintings and calligraphy of the temple, Yan Qing naturally can't do without the color of mythology. On a whim, she painted a portrait of the White Lady and Xu Xian, and the woman in the painting was an old actor she liked.

Liu couldn't help but be attracted by this painting and calligraphy, especially the woman in white in the painting, who was really dignified and beautiful, and had a noble character.

And Su Jin and Feng Zicheng also painted two paintings each. After painting the picture for publicity, Yan Qing sent Mrs. Wei back to her home.

Subsequently, Su Jin and Yan Qing took the paintings, and went back with Uncle Feng and Aunt Li.

In the evening, Su Jin listened to his mother's wishes, mentioned the words for each painting one by one, and signed the words "Hongyantang Art Gallery".

On the second day, they took the paintings and went to their own lots.

Feng Zicheng chose a few teahouses frequented by literati and artists, and soon gave away the calligraphy and paintings of the restaurant and teahouse, and then went to the alleys where the literati and artists lived in the places he knew.

Su Jin first went to the private school, after all, he is now Xie Yuan's identity, since the second day of the list, several private schools on Qingyang Street have already learned, and some scholars even want to visit Su Jieyuan's art gallery, but when they thought that they heard that there had been a poisonous snake fright in the art gallery, they didn't go.

Today, Su Jin went to several private schools on Qingyang Street, and he really didn't think that he would be treated with all manners in advance, and the masters and scholars listened to him explain the poisonous snake fright, and they all sighed that the world is unpredictable and unpredictable.

After promoting calligraphy and painting in a private school, Su Jincai went straight to the city wall under the gift of his master.

Yan Qing and Liu went to the Three Ancestors Temple, naturally they had to go to the incense pillar to worship the Buddha first, because the masters in the temple were familiar with Mrs. Wei, and the Liu family wanted to meet the abbot, so they were taken away.

The abbot of the temple is a highly respected master, listen to Mrs. Wei, is also a person who understands calligraphy and painting, every time Mr. Wei goes back to Lan'an, he will bring calligraphy and painting to the temple, and the abbot tastes the reward.

And Yan Qing's calligraphy and painting, brought to the abbot, after some viewing, although the painting skills are not as good as Mr. Zhiyuan, but the painting style, but than Mr. Zhiyuan's calligraphy and painting, a little more novel.

The abbot's focus on calligraphy and painting made Yan Qing feel that this painting seemed to be painted for the abbot, so he donated this painting and calligraphy to the temple.

Coming out of the temple, it was getting late.

Yan Qing sent Mrs. Wei into the carriage, and she hired a carriage to go back to the art gallery.

Not to mention, her method really worked, and on the second day, there were already painters who came to the gallery one after another to watch the paintings and calligraphy.

Unexpectedly, the little master of Sanzu Temple came to the gallery on this day, saying that the abbot wanted to order a few paintings and calligraphy of "Mida" in the gallery to send to pilgrims, and paid silver.

Yan Qing hurriedly put down the work in his hand, hurried to paint for the little master, painted a few paintings and calligraphy of "Mida", and then another day passed.

I don't know if it's because the little master came to the gallery, the business of the gallery boomed overnight, and they resumed their previous busyness.

In the afternoon, a child was crowded into the gallery, and Hulin ran to the counter with red and swollen eyes and knocked twice.

Yan Qing heard the sound and walked out of the counter, and when she saw that it was Hulin, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, she hugged Hulin and asked with concern: "Hulin, why are you crying? Is the master sick again? Let's go find the doctor."

"Master... Master, he..."Hulin cried again, rubbed his eyes with one hand and wiped his tears, and pointed to the door with the other, and said, "Madam, Master, he... He's dead!" said Hulin, crying more and more sad.

Yan Qing's heart was shocked, Master... The news came too suddenly, and it was difficult for her to accept it for a while, two days ago, she also went to a private school to discuss calligraphy and painting with her master, and the master also... also said that he wanted to go back to Huaifeng, could it be...

"What's wrong?" Liu and Aunt Li asked, leaving the painter behind, hearing the cry of a child.

Hulin couldn't help crying at the moment, and as long as the tears confused his vision, he raised his sleeve to wipe it.

"The master of Shangge's private school has gone!" Yan Qing said lightly.

Aunt Li was also shocked, why did she go suddenly? She looked at Hulin, the child was crying strangely and pitifully, this... This master went... How is this possible.