Ning Yun stared at the three words "Falling Shadow Zhai" motionlessly, and the idle and casual aura on her body instantly became condensed.

"Let's go, come in with me and have a look."

"Young grandma, it's not early, let's go home. What's so good about a painting fast? Haven't you always hated these inks the most? Caiyue subconsciously clenched the money bag.

Even she, a maid who doesn't go out much, has heard of it, and it is the shop opened by Master Mei, the largest art dealer in Kyoto. I heard that there are many famous calligraphy and paintings, and the price is very expensive!

Seeing Caiyue's nervous look, Ning Yun teased her: "Yo, you girl still knows how to feel sorry for the master." Well, if you get married in the future, I will add an extra makeup to you, and you will be indispensable. ”

Caiyue blushed, and watched Ning Yun get out of the carriage first, so she had to follow.

The first time Caiyue came to this kind of place, she couldn't help but look around, but saw that her master seemed to be "familiar with the road", entered the painting from the back door, and went directly upstairs.

The furnishings here are more elegant than the outside.

The room is divided into several sections, which are divided by various ink screens. On each wall, there are framed paintings hanging in twos and threes.

Because the second floor is only a place for women to choose paintings, there are not many paintings on the wall, and some are only some hairpin embroidery paintings suitable for noble ladies to hang and enjoy. A woman dressed in a dark red bikini and holding a homely bun greeted her, with a decent smile on her face, and enthusiastically led Ning Yun's master and servant into the inner hall, introducing the paintings on the wall as she walked.

Ning Yun's expression is always faint, giving people a sense of alienation that cannot be approached.

The woman who entertained them was surnamed Zhou, who was the proprietress of Luoyingzhai, and everyone called her Mrs. Mei. Although she kept explaining, she didn't think that the guest in front of her would choose which of them. Because the guest's eyes were always wandering, as if he was looking for something. Until the last picture of the butterfly was explained, the guest still looked cold and detached, but he stood still in front of the painting.

Just when Zhou thought she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly opened her mouth.

"Is that all there is to it? What about the original painting of Yu Gong? ”

Zhou was shocked, it turned out that he was still an old customer. It's just, why are you so eye-catching? After so many years in business, she thinks that she will never forget the appearance of every guest, but she really didn't recognize it this time!

She couldn't help but take a few more looks, the person in front of her was very delicate, precious in those eyes, the eyes were smart and bright, like a deep pool, dark and bright, and she couldn't see the bottom. She searched in her mind again, and she really had no impression of this face.

The place she said was originally hung with a painting by Yu Gong. It's just that it was many years ago. Because it was a handsome female doll swinging, it was hung on the second floor for the woman's painting.

However, after so many years, Yu Gong's paintings have risen. On the market, it is already a situation where a painting is hard to find, so naturally that painting can't be hung here, and it is placed on the third floor like a treasure by his own master. To be honest, how many women can really know how to paint and appreciate paintings? Even himself, for so many years, only knows a little skin, stained with the light of his husband, and just talks a few nonsense words according to the gourd.

Thinking of this, Zhou couldn't help but glance at Ning Yungao a few times, and praised: "No wonder Madame hasn't spoken, I just think Madame has no intention of buying paintings, but I don't know if it's because the paintings here can't get into Madame's eyes." Yu Gong's paintings and several other famous masterpieces, naturally dare not be placed here, there is a private room upstairs, and the valuable paintings are there, but now, there are other guests there. If Madame is not in a hurry, and wait here for a while, let me go up and make arrangements, and then invite Madame to go upstairs. ”

Ning Yun nodded.

Mrs. Mei went for a while, and then quickly came back and took Ning Yun upstairs.

"Let the lady wait for a long time, this private room is the first time to welcome a female guest." Madame pushed open the door and said, "Madame, please." ”

As the door panel was pushed open, a good smell of calligraphy and ink came to the face, followed by well-framed black and white ink paintings.

Ning Yun's steps were a little staggering, and her expression was a little erratic, until she stood in front of a painting, and her expression began to focus.

Mrs. Mei was very discerning, and immediately opened her mouth to introduce: "Madame has a good eye. This is another painting by Yu Gong, called Bamboo Residence. This one, I didn't have it before, but our master just got it a while ago. ”

Ning Yun stared at the painting on the wall, her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched tightly.

On the painting, with a few brushstrokes, a bamboo house is outlined, and a figure faintly appears in it. The content of the painting, Ning Yun can remember it clearly even if she closes her eyes.

Mrs. Mei still introduced in her ear: "Our lord said that although the man in this painting does not have much brush and ink, his casual lying posture jumps on the paper, which is very rare. It is also strange to say that in the later paintings of Yu Gong, if there is a character, it must be this man. Although the body description is so simple and blurry, it can make people feel casual and chic, and Yu Gong's pen power can be seen from this. ”

Mrs. Mei paused, and the words suddenly changed: "It's a pity that ......"

"What a pity?" Ning Yun turned her head, her voice a little cold.

It's a pity that Yugong has been hiding for so many years, but he still refuses to go out of the mountain again. As everyone knows, how many people who love painting in our big week are in a hurry! Madame, must be among them? ”

Ning Yun didn't hear the temptation in the other party's words, and waited for a while before saying: "After so many years, I don't know if I am still in the world, so what is there to wait?" ”

"No!" There was a stubbornness in Mrs. Mei's words: "Madame must have never seen the last painting of Yu Gong before he hid, and the painting hinted at his determination to make a comeback in the painting world, but there are vulgar things, and the time has not yet come." ”

Ning Yun was silent.

Brother, did you hear that? It turns out that the world still thinks that you are alive and alive, and they are still waiting for you.

Who would have thought that the famous "Yu Gong" in the painting world was the eldest son of the Ning family, who died early - Ning Heng? The past, which had been sealed by Ning Yun, was vividly displayed in front of him after seeing his brother's paintings.

In the modern era, Ning Yun learned some painting, but he could only use a pencil and did not understand ink. And the elder brother who traveled through this life is a master.

Ning Yun was tired and lazy, although she liked to draw, but she was too lazy to start learning from holding a brush and blending skills, so she found a feather, dipped it in ink, and used the way of pencil sketching on the rice paper for ink painting.

The finished product drawn in this way is naturally a smudged mess. As you can imagine, how bad it will be.

However, what is rare is that Ning Yun has a good brother.

Ning Heng and Ning Yun are eight years apart, during which Ning's father only gave birth to a concubine and a concubine and no daughter. Ning's mother has never given birth during her period, so Ning Yun is the only sister that Ning Yan has been looking forward to for seven or eight years, so she is particularly fond of her.

He allowed his sister to draw any drawings on his expensive rice paper, and then took new paper, and based on the drawings sketched by his sister, he rendered them slightly and made new drawings.

That's why, there is always a vague man in Yugong's paintings. That's Ning Yun's brother, but Yu Gong used another technique and drew it again.

Every time she saw her messy sketch being perfectly drawn by her brother, Ning Yun was overjoyed, and always felt that the painting was her own creation. She even asked people to put the paintings on the market, and when the paintings stamped with the seal of "Yu Gong" sold out, Ning Yun was even happier, and self-righteously thought that her "painting skills" had been recognized by the market, and then she took the silver into her small treasury with peace of mind.

Ning Yan saw that her sister was happy, so she let her mess around even more.

Both brothers and sisters enjoyed this "drawing game" until the day Ning's father decided to let his daughter enter the palace.

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