At the same time, Tang Yin's side also finished drawing, his wrist was relaxed, and the inscription was written. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info the mountain is silent, the voice of people is overwhelming, and the birds are perched in the spring rain.

After the payment was completed, Tang Bohu sighed lightly and stamped a stamp on the painting, obviously quite satisfied with his work. Raising his eyes to look at Zhou Ning's side, he was stunned.

This painting, painted in cursive brushwork, is heroic and wild, and the ink is hearty and faintly scattered, and there is a vague feeling of sword energy......

This style of painting seems to have never been seen before......

"What a nonsense, just pruning the branches and cutting the leaves? Jun Mo guessed, the ink was dripping with rain. Zhou Jun already has the bearing of a grandmaster! ”

Liu Yong, who had been drinking by himself, couldn't help but applaud the table.

Grandmaster's Temperament......

The crowd around was in an uproar, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Ning were already a little respectful.

As the grandmaster of the word altar who was ordered to fill in the words, Liu Yong's words naturally no one would question them, Du 13 said with some envy in Zhou Ning's ear: "As soon as Mr. Liu's words come out, Jiangsu and Zhejiang, I am afraid that everyone will know your name, Brother Zhongdao." ”

Zhou Ning was also stunned, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Mr. Liu praised it falsely. ”

It's strange to say, when Fang just finished writing the last word and threw the pen into the pen holder, I don't know if it was an illusion, Zhou Ning suddenly saw that there was an ethereal green gas on the drawing paper in front of him, rising upwards and submerging into his body. I felt that my body was getting lighter and lighter, and my mind seemed to be clearer.

Could this be what Du 13 said, Wenqi?

When he was savoring it, Tang Bohu also stopped his pen at this time, threw his pen and sighed: "I lost this time." ”

Walking in front of Zhou Ning's eyes, he gave a deep salute and said, "Tang Yin, thank you Brother Zhou for your advice." ”

Although this person is crazy and second, he is also a person who can afford to lose, and his words are sincere at this moment, and Zhou Ning also has a good impression of him.

Just as he was about to speak, Tang Bohu returned to his wild appearance again, and arched his hand and said, "Stop the garden poetry meeting in three days, and Tang Yin will come to ask Brother Zhou again." ”

With that, he got up and gave a salute, and then wanted to walk away.

"Brother Tang, wait." Zhou Ning shouted.

"What?" Tang Bohu turned around and asked.

"I wonder if Brother Tang can give me this painting?" Zhou Ning pointed to the "Picture of a Withered Duck" on the table.

"Zhou Jun, please." Tang Bohu snorted and walked straight out of the door.

After Tang Bohu left, Zhou Ning rolled up this painting and put it away carefully, the freshly baked authentic works of Tang Bohu are afraid that it will not be easy in the future generations.

After Zhou Ning put away the scroll, he was pulled by Liu Yong on the side and discussed the poems and songs.

Shang Xiufang couldn't help but be surprised when she saw that Zhou Ning had been lukewarm to her since just now.

Although she is only 19 years old this year, she has been out of art since she was thirteen years old, what kind of man has never been seen? Especially a man like Zhou Ning's age, it is rare to see her without being fascinated.

Frankly speaking, it was the first time in her life that she had seen such a man who seemed completely unmoved by her.

At this time, in order to show his insight, someone next to him pestered Shang Xiufang to discuss the music of the Western Regions.

At this moment, a paper goose flew through the vermilion window, flew in, and stopped on Du Thirteen's shoulder.

Zhou Ning heard Du 13 say that this is a trick in Confucianism, "The Book of Hongyan", which can only be used by people who are profound in Confucianism.

Du Shisan's delicate brows furrowed slightly, he reached out and took off the paper hanging under the feet of the paper goose, let go of his hand, and the paper goose fluttered its wings and flew up.

Hurriedly glanced at the words on the note, Du Shisan's face changed, and he walked to Zhou Ning's side and whispered: "Zhongdao, I have something urgent and I have to take the first step, and I will come back to look for you." ”

Zhou Ning nodded and said, "Du Shao, please take care of yourself." ”

Du Shisan nodded, and then shouted at the people around him, and then left in a hurry.

After Du Shisan left, after a while, Fu Yaohong swayed her delicate body and came to the banquet, this coquettish beauty in the original work of "Broken Void" is also quite good at talking, like a flower interpreting words, circling between everyone, laughing and trembling from time to time.

Even the great god Liu Yongliu beside him was tricked, and he chatted with Fu Yaohong very happily.

Zhou Ning looked bored, and said a few perfunctory words to everyone around him, stood up, and bowed to retire.

Fu Yao was surprised: "What's the urgency of Gongzi Zhou?" “

Shang Xiufang lowered her head, faintly capturing the meaning of Zhou Ning's departure, and there was a melancholy emotion in her heart that was rare for her to be born for a man.

Zhou Ning deliberately burped and said: "I really can't drink in the next place, and the wine is very poor, and the drunkenness is very indecent, so I have to slip away." ”

Fu Yaohong covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Gongzi Zhou is really funny, since this is the case, Yaohong will not keep Gongzi." ”

Walking out of the Qin Tower, it was already late at night, Zhou Ning's pupils shrank, and he saw a few deep footprints at the door of the Qin Tower, which were deeply rooted in the ground, obviously the traces left by the people who were fighting outside just now.

"This work is a bit scary!" Looking at these deep footprints, Zhou Ning couldn't help but gasp.

Mingyufang is worthy of the title of Yangzhou Pinjin Grotto, seeing that the time has passed the ugly time, it is still bright and green, there are still many women at the door of each green building beckoning guests, the sound of warblers and swallows, laughter is noisy, and the sound of silk and bamboo floats out from time to time.

Zhou Ning exhaled, identified the direction, and walked towards the location of the inn where he had stayed before.

Walking out of Mingyufang, there are two alleys leading directly to the market, one is called Chongde Lane, and the other is called Anle Lane. Zhou Ning didn't stop and walked straight towards Anle Lane.

This is an ancient alley that has survived in later generations, the south head is connected to Caiyi Street, passing through Pink Makeup Lane, and directly connected to Nanmen Street. Late at night, there was no one in the alley, it was quiet, only his footsteps sounded.

Halfway through, Zhou Ning suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and at the same time, a hand quietly stretched out and pressed directly on the back of his heart.

"Come with me." A somewhat weak voice suddenly sounded from behind, "Otherwise, as long as I vomit the strength in my hand, Zhou Jun will die of anger immediately." ”

This voice is so familiar......

Cold sweat oozed from Zhou Ning's forehead, and this person's technique was as fast as thunder, as fast as lightning. With his reaction, he couldn't react at all, and he was already restrained.

With a wry smile: "Shopkeeper Shen, I have never offended you, and I have no prejudice against your Mingjiao, so why should you be embarrassed?" If there's anything you want to help with, just say it. ”

"Zhou Jun is really good, he hasn't seen him for a few days, and he has already condensed." The person behind him said quietly and let go.

Zhou Ning breathed a sigh of relief and turned around. I saw the face of the Chinese character behind him, broom eyebrows, wearing green clothes, it was the profiteer of Jinyulou, Shen Tiansong, the deputy helmsman of the Yangzhou branch of the Mingjiao, at this moment, his face was abrupt, and the green shirt on his body was stained with blood, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries.

Behind his back, he also carried a long knife shaped like a crescent moon, which was wrapped in a white cloth, and it was impossible to see the appearance. Zhou Ning frowned and said, "Shopkeeper Shen, are you injured?" ”

Shen Tiansong exhaled, nodded and said, "The injury is not light, I will talk about this later, I bother Zhou Jun to help me find a quiet place to heal." ”