Fifteenth, this is the summer frost every month in addition to the wind and rain or occasional important things, fixed to go to the real fun pavilion to sell paintings on the day, as in the previous month, March 15, Xia Shuanghan rode on the snow, with Xia Chaoyang, as early as half a month ago to visit the West Market. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the True Fun Pavilion, Xia Shuanghan negotiated the price with Chen Juntang about calligraphy and painting, she collected the silver ticket and was about to go to the West Market by herself, but at this time she was taken by Chen Juntang to meet a person she didn't expect.

"Young Master Lin?" Facing the face in front of him, which was very familiar in his previous life, Xia Shuanghan was surprised. "Boss Chen said, do you want to ask me to paint?"

"Yes, exactly."

Xia Shuanghan in his previous life had heard Lu Shaoyun say that Lin Xiran was the eldest son of the Lin family in the Zhongqin Bo Mansion, and he was also one of Lu Shaoyun's three juniors. Lin Xiran was not in the literature but determined to join the martial arts, since the thirteen years old after the attempt to join the army, he practiced martial arts, meritorious in cavalry and archery, at the age of sixteen through martial arts embarked on the road of serving the imperial court.

After three years as an inspector in the Jiangnan area, his stepmother transferred him back to the capital in order to force him to return to Beijing to marry a wife. Today, Lin Xiran, who is 20 years old, works in Jingzhao Yin Yamen, specializing in the Criminal Division, and his residence is a separate courtyard, located in Baimi Lane in the east of the city.

"I don't know, what kind of painting does Lin Gongzi want to ask me to make?" On the third floor of the True Fun Pavilion, after Chen Juntang introduced Lin Xi to Xia Shuanghan and then exited the house, Xia Shuanghan turned the topic to business.

"Landscape." Lin Xiran looked at the flawed but calm and confident woman on the other side of the table, and said in his heart: It seems that the rumors are true, Chen Juntang does regard Xia Shuanghan as a close friend. Otherwise, knowing that he couldn't earn a commission, why would he provide Xia Shuanghan with a place to talk about business for free?

"Can you ask Lin Gongzi to be more specific?" Xia Shuanghan also looked at the man across the table, but she couldn't help but think of the conversation between her and Lu Shaoyun in her previous life.

"Why do you keep staring at Xi Ran today? Does he look better than I do for you? ”

"What nonsense, I'm just thinking that he is a small man from you, and he can be regarded as a military general like you, so I just want to compare and see what the difference is."

"Then you're out there?"

"Compared to coming out, just looking at the face, you are more elegant and calm than him, and he is more aggressive and resilient than you. Well...... However, you don't say that I really didn't notice that he does look quite to my liking. ”

"What do you mean? Don't you want to sleep well again tonight? ”

"Do you think I'm going to be afraid of you? I'm red today, if you're not afraid of blood-stained silver spearheads, you can just give it a try! ”

“......”

When did it start, when I heard Lu Shaoyun say meat words, I would blush and never fade, and then I could say meat words so that my face was not red and my heart was not beating? Hey, sure enough, I did it all over again, and I was no longer the self I was when I was seventeen years old in my previous life.

“...... That's it in general. Lin Xiran didn't notice Xia Shuanghan's slight distraction, and his attention was still on painting. I don't know when Miss Xia will be free in the next days, so I got out of the carriage and took Miss Xia to the waterfall in person. When Miss Xia finishes painting, I will personally send you back. ”

"There is no need for carriages and horses, after all, I prefer my own family to other people's carriages and horses, and Lin Gongzi will include the carriage and horse fees in the remuneration for me. As for the ...... days," Xia Shuanghan said after nearly two days of arrangements in his mind: "Lin Gongzi Yindang is also the same as other yacha in Jingzhao Yin's yamen, it is a round of rest on ten days, right?" ”

"Exactly."

"How about the twenty-fifth day?"

"Then at two o'clock on the twenty-fifth day, shall we meet at the mouth of Shuanghe Lane?"

"It's a deal."

"It's a deal."

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and at two o'clock in the twenty-fifth day of March, at the mouth of Shuanghe Lane in the east of the capital, a young man in green clothes rode a horse.

"Miss Xia, can we go?" Lin Xiran, who was riding on a black horse, took the lead in greeting Xia Shuanghan.

"That's it. Later, when he walked into the mountain, the cloth bag containing the painting materials and painting tools would trouble Lin Gongzi. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiran looked at the cloth bag that was hanging on the side of the saddle by Xia Shuanghan, and nodded: "Don't bother, didn't we already say it ten days ago, after entering the mountain, I will take all the luggage." ”

"Then ask Lin Gongzi to lead the way and set off as soon as possible."

Thirty miles west of the capital, Xiaotaohua Village is the destination of Xia Shuanghan and Lin Xiran's trip. According to Lin Xiran, there is a magnificent waterfall in the vast mountains outside the village of Xiaotaohua Village. When he was a child, before Lin Xiran's mother died, his mother took him to the mountain many times to see it. Now, his mother has been dead for many years, and her death is in April. Therefore, Lin Xiran wanted to invite Xia Shuanghan to paint at the waterfall, so that he could burn his mother's favorite scenery to her on the day of the tomb.

When we arrived at the vast mountain outside Xiaotaohua Village, the hour was just after noon, and the sun was in full bloom. According to the arrangement discussed in the Zhenqu Pavilion ten days ago, Lin Xiran led Xia Shuanghan into the cabin of the forest keeper at the foot of the mountain.

When Lin Xiran was young, the mountain roads in Cangmang Mountain were not steep or rugged, and the carriage was completely passable. However, seven years ago, on a summer day of heavy rain, there was ground movement in the area of Cangmang Mountain, which caused landslides and landslides in many parts of the mountain, and then Cangmang Mountain completely changed, and it was not even feasible to ride a horse into the mountain. Therefore, when discussing the location of the painting, Xia Shuanghan was already ready to walk for an hour to take a look at the waterfall that had not even been destroyed by the earth's movements. However, it is undoubtedly unwise to hike into the mountain on an empty stomach at noon when the sun is hot, so Lin Xiran means that they can have lunch in the forest keeper's cabin and then enter the mountain.

"Yo, isn't this Prince Lin? Are you going to the waterfall again? At the foot of the mountain, in the forest guard's cabin, the forty-year-old forest keeper uncle who opened the door to greet him stopped the barking dog in the fence yard, and showed a very warm and familiar smile to Lin Xiran. After all, Lin Xiran has been going back and forth to Cangmanshan Mountain for more than ten years, and he has already been familiar with this middle-aged Uncle Shoulin.

"Yes, Uncle Li, how are you doing?" Lin Xiran also greeted Uncle Li, who was guarding the forest, with a natural and familiar attitude, and then did not forget to introduce him and Xia Shuanghan to each other.

After a few teas, Xia Shuanghan sat at the shabby and unpainted wooden square table in the center of the main room of the cabin, drank a sip of a bowl of light hot vegetable soup provided to her by Uncle Li, and then took out an oily paper bag containing buns from her own pocket, and said while opening the paper bag: "The sudden visit disrupted Uncle Li's noon arrangement, wasn't it ours, why am I embarrassed to eat here with Uncle Li again?" I'll just eat my own buns. ”

"Miss Xia is polite." Like Xia Shuanghan and Lin Xiran, Uncle Li, who was also sitting at the square table, said with a smile: "This is the time for lunch, even if you don't come today, I have to cook myself." Now that the rice is ready, how can there be any reason for you to eat cold buns. ”

"Uncle Li is polite." Xia Shuanghan took a bite of the meat bun in his hand, and then said: "Uncle, you live alone, and you should cook according to your own weight, how can you have any extra money?" If Lin Gongzi and I eat, won't you be hungry? ”

"What the hell is there?" Uncle Li said with a smile: "I want to save trouble, I made the dinner at noon, and when I heat up the soup at night, I will eat it directly if I soak the cold rice in it, so don't worry, although the dishes are not good, the amount is still enough." ”

"Still no, uncle, look, I'm from the Rong tribe, and the Rong people love noodles and don't like rice very much. So I'll eat steamed buns, and you and Lin Gongzi will eat. Xia Shuanghan was still smiling politely, although she was lying about "not liking rice", but since she was reborn, Xia Shuanghan has been wary of all strangers because she was killed in her previous life, and asked her to eat the food provided by strangers, which she refused anyway.

Seeing that Xia Shuanghan was so persistent, Uncle Li stopped persuading and silently ate a simple lunch on the table with Lin Xiran.