Jienan's heart fluctuates. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Ximeng, ah Wang Ximeng, his fiancée likes others, and his paintings leak military aircraft. The three years when she left Nansong and Beidu, and the three years when she grew into a young man, was it a dead end that could be seen?

Compared with Jienan's shock, Wang Panlin's expression was extremely indifferent, "So, can Ma Zhizhao know that Wu Ming added a woman's clothes to Wang Ximeng's painting?" ”

Jienan immediately turned to look at Wang Panlin, and his right fist trembled violently.

Ma Chengjun looked at Wu Ming angrily, "How could it be you?!" ”

Wu Ming was weak-hearted, "If it weren't for Wang Ximeng being too arrogant, the things that happened later would be bigger than the other, what is this little thing, at most a sentence of 'people are not romantic boys'." ”

Wang Panlin asked again, "Ma Zhizhao also thinks that Wang Ximeng's "Ten Thousand Cranes Praying for Heaven" is a satire on Emperor Hui's faint monarch? ”

Ma Chengjun was silent for a long time, "I can't assert it, it's just that Wang Ximeng rashly proposed changes to Emperor Hui at that time, and his words were aggressive, and the three pavilions and six departments were all despised and sarcastic by him, which is really meaningless." After that, he painted and presented, inevitably wanting to vent his dissatisfaction. ”

Jienan let out a long breath, and listened to Wang Ximeng's three things, and his heart sank.

I see!

It turns out that this is the case, "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" has become Wang Ximeng's only painting!

It's not that Wang Ximeng Jianglang is exhausted, it's not that Wang Ximeng is lazy in his fame, but that the paintings he made after him were maliciously attacked, and he never saw the light of day again!

"Ma waits for the edict......" Wang Panlin lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled, as if he was about to say something earth-shattering about the past-

Wu Ming suddenly raised his eyes and shouted, "Shut up! Surnamed Wang, shut up for me! You keep asking about these three things, but you know that your good seventh brother didn't die because of these things at all. They all thought that Wang Ximeng was a gentleman and a gentleman, and Emperor Hui forgave him for his mistakes, but in fact, Wang Ximeng climbed the dragon-"

"Enough!" Jienan screamed, a little foot, the person took out the sword, and the dragonfly made a piercing scream, murderous.

That's enough! That's enough! Let the name Wang Ximeng be passed on with "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"! It doesn't matter if you are treated as a genius and die early, or if you are treated as Jiang Lang's talent, or regret or mystery, at least it is clean!

Wu Ming died before he could say the last word.

At that time, the dragonfly was still three feet away from Wu Ming's neck, but Wu Ming's chest had three inches more than the tip of the knife.

Ma Sung-kyun's knife!

Jienan's wrist turned, and the dragonfly aimed at Ma Chengjun's head, his eyes burst into flames, his breathing was short, and he was obviously angry with him.

Wang Panlin smiled.

Jienan glared back angrily, "You can still laugh?" ”

Wang Panlin stepped off the bow of the boat, his eyes were shining, his big sleeves were flowing in the wind, and he was striding into a meteor, "Why can't you laugh?" Wu Ming escaped from fear of sin, and now he is killing himself, you and I don't have a drop of blood, it's really happy! ”

Immediately, Wang Panlin pressed Jienan's hand holding the sword, and looked coldly at Ma Chengjun, who was always calm, "Thank you Lord Ma, no, the master of the horse village killed this villain." It's a pity that the law can't be lynched, otherwise we can still ask the government for credit for you. ”

Ma Chengjun raised his eyebrows, his eyes were sharp and stared at Wang Panlin for a moment, "You are really not Wang Ximeng, Wang Ximeng is a gentleman and ...... open."

Wang Panlin showed a slippery smile, "The master of the horse village is open-minded, disdainful of working with villains, and even ordered to take over as the general of the bow and crossbow in times of turmoil, although the situation is no longer allowed to turn around." ”

Ma Chengjun's expression was unmoved, "Why don't you be open and honest?" The Ninth Prince voluntarily fell into my trap, not just to kill Wuming. ”

Wang Panlin's ink eyes were clear, "Ask the master of Ma Village, in the summer of the eighth year of Lianqing, Wang Ximeng accompanied the summer resort, and when he came back, he found that the rumors in the calligraphy and painting academy were extremely unbearable, since who said?" ”

Ma Chengjun's eyes flashed slightly, "I heard Wu Ming talk about it." ”

Jienan snorted lightly, and his left hand wanted to be raised, "Lies." Where is he helping you kill Wu Ming, it's right to kill your mouth. ”

Wang Panlin grabbed Jienan's thin wrist, "No, I believe that although the ears of the master of Ma Zhai are soft, he is still a person who can distinguish between right and wrong." He felt guilty about the death of my seventh brother, so he couldn't bear Wu Ming's foul words. He didn't return to officialdom and chose the rivers and lakes, just because he didn't want to be in the same stream anymore. ”

Ma Chengjun narrowed his eyes, "Why do you want to ask the ninth prince. The seventh prince has been dead for many years, the northern capital has been lost, the southern Song is not what it used to be, half of the country is still precarious, how many Song people are used as slaves and livestock by the Tartars, but those who have spare strength should rise up to defend the land so as not to lose their lives. ”

Wang Panlin waved his hand, "There is no need for a big reason." I've been out for many years, looking at the mountains and rivers, and I want to be broad-minded, but I can't get happy, until I know a very interesting girl. ”

Jienan glanced at Wang Panlin, are you going to talk about her?

"She taught me that if you have revenge, you can get as much as you get, and it doesn't hurt to deceive yourself, if you have a small heart, don't accumulate grudges, and be happy for a while."

Jienan opened her eyes, hey, praise her so much?

"Dare to ask the master of Ma Village, why do you want to be happy with revenge? Isn't it because you had too many grievances before, and you also had malicious intentions towards Wang Ximeng, so you were willing to let people take advantage of him, and finally forced him to a dead end? Wang Panlin asked rhetorically.

Ma Chengjun's eyes narrowed, even for a moment, there was a flash of viciousness, but he sighed frankly, "But any painter who wants to break into the fame, who can not hate Wang Ximeng?" Then he kept shaking his head, "Wang Ximeng is so lucky, too aura, how can we deal with those of us who work hard and can't achieve it?" ”

"If you can't deal with yourself, you won't let others live?" Jienan gritted his teeth, his eyes sour.

What I heard today was too painful, and I also understood why the person next to me was so indifferent to "Wang Ximeng".

Ma Chengjun's eyes changed to a hint of embarrassment, "I was also young and vigorous at the time, besides, it was just for me to tell the truth......"

Wang Panlin truncated, "I know that the so-called truth is likely to be a trap, and the so-called truth is a blind eye." Today, Wu Ming died, I am satisfied, and I don't plan to ask the owner of the horse village to pay for his life together. I just want the owner of the horse village to tell the truth - who told the rumor. Aren't you from the charlatans? Isn't that what you want? If you can't even say a happy word, is there still a place for you and Ma Chengjun in the world? Draw, medium. Maker, medium. Martial arts, medium. ”

Wang Panlin sighed twice, "There may be no more Wang Ximeng in the world who makes you feel inferior, but your ability is always like that." If you are satisfied with the praise of ordinary people, you can't really break through your painting skills or skills. Because, you will only be jealous, you will not challenge, and falling into the grass is actually just an escape. ”

"Shut up!" Ma Chengjun shouted bitterly. After so many years, the demons have never disappeared.

Wang Panlin asked in a cool voice, "Who is it?" ”

“…… Fu Qin. Ma Chengjun's expression was weak.

Fu Qin, Fu Chunqiu of the Lotus Picking Society, her father, is the current president of Tai Academy.

Jienan secretly said, counting and counting, you can't get out of the small officialdom.

Wang Panlin was silent for a long time, and then said, "No matter what, this Xie Zi Wang can't say it." That's it, the master painter of Mazhai was born, and he is a skilled craftsman, I originally prepared a small meaning for the Changbai Heroes Association, so I might as well give you ......" (to be continued.) )