Chapter 270: Each has its own magical powers

The first beauty in Huahai? Chen Yuanyuan? The Song family?

When the thoughts were spinning in Ye Zixuan's mind, Zhang Zuimo pulled Ye Zixuan out to greet him, and did not forget to introduce a few words: "Mrs. Song not only looks like a fairy, she is a myth of youth and immortality, but also a versatile and talented woman, calligraphy and painting are excellent, any painting can be sold at a good price, and few people in China can compare." ”

Ye Zixuan grabbed the arm guard sent by Wei Guoguo, with a hint of contemplation on his face, he remembered the conflict between the Tang Palace and the destruction of Miè, it was rumored that Tang Yuntian played golf and encountered the big guy, and the woman around him was looked at by the big guy and caused a catastrophe, Ye Zixuan remembered that Long Gu and Ye Madman mentioned that the big guy is the current Song Tianru, the official number two person in Huaguo.

So he guessed whether Chen Yuanyuan was Tang Yuntian's former woman?

Ye Zixuan followed Zhang Zuimo out of the door, and asked in a low voice: "Is Chen Yuanyuan with the Tang Palace?"

Before the last two words were finished, Zhang Zuimo shook his head lightly and intercepted his topic: "Tianlong, I know what you want to say, but there are some things that can't be exported, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, Mayor Ye once criticized her, but the Song family was very unhappy, and united Xu Jiangliu and others to complain to Ye Lao, and Mayor Ye was kicked by Ye Laofei." ”

"To put it simply, Chen Yuanyuan is a taboo for Uncle Song."

"Is there such a thing?"

Ye Zixuan remembered that Ye Madman once muttered that he wanted to crush the woman's throat, it turned out that there was not only a grudge between himself who fell into the river, but also a conflict accumulated by the two sides, although Zhang Zuimo did not let him say it, but invisibly gave him the answer, Ye Zixuan was no longer entangled, and followed Zhang Zuimo to stand in the passage in the park and appreciate the demeanor of the leader of the Chinese country.

Chen Yuanyuan almost stays in the courtyard of the Song family for 365 days a year, for more than ten years, many people only know her cunzài, and have not seen the true face of this woman, and those who have the opportunity to meet are always full of praise for her, and then let Chen Yuanyuan spread more and more gods, the myth of immortality, the first beauty, the queen of the Song family, so that she is covered with a lot of mystery.

Therefore, hearing that she and Song Tianru came to participate in Ye Lao's birthday banquet, the Huayi guests present all leaned over one after another, looking at this legendary woman with wide eyes, Ye Zixuan stood in the gap that was finally squeezed out, and the noise was transformed extremely quickly, still messy but representing a completely different voice, faintly mixed with the surprise or respectful shouts of many people:

"Old Song, Mrs. Song."

Then, the next moment, all of these sounds disappear.

A mountain breeze covering an extremely wide area of the Ye family's garden, the entrance, the mezzanine, the stage, the banquet, there is no sound, all become silent, quiet to make people feel palpitations, except for those footsteps that fall on the stone bricks and seem to fall on the heart, even the seven or eight top dignitaries at the main table are quiet, smiling and looking at the guests.

The footsteps coming slowly from outside the door do not belong to only one person, nor are they neat, more than ten men and women in gorgeous clothes are mixed, but the ears of all the guests seem to hear the footsteps of only one of them, the footsteps are extremely steady, and they have to be tacted, the tapping of high heels, step by step, but it can make people hear a very strong taste of arrogance from the auditory.

It seems that every step she takes is stepping on the road of glory.

Even Gongsun Jia and the others had already shifted their attention and stared at the group of people walking in the aisle.

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and was stunned when he caught the target: "It's really noble." ”

Although there are more than ten people in this crowd, there are important members of the Song family, the Jiang family, the Xu family, and the Wang family, and everyone who throws them out will be a prince, they represent half of the top power in Huaguo, and their gestures are enough to shake Huaguo, but for some reason, the guests still put their most burning eyes on one of the women in Chinese clothes.

The woman was dressed in purple and wore gloves, her age could not be judged from the bright side, the clothes were not gorgeous, and the decorations were not expensive.

But she instantly grabbed all the attention, her pretty face, tender eyes, noble breath, and bright forehead made people feel like they had come out of Huali, and the elegant woman stepped on the white but not smooth floor, and the first beauty of Huahai in the past appeared in everyone's field of vision, like a god, making countless men's eyes stiff and shining.

With an appropriate smile on her face, she greeted those around her with courtesy.

As graceful as a swan.

After a short period of silence, more than half of the people present were impressed by her demeanor, and then greeted her and Song Tianru one after another.

At this time, the internal meeting of the Ye family has ended, and when the members of the Ye family arrived at their respective positions to prepare for the banquet, Ye Wufeng had also walked to the main table and sat on the main seat, the old man of the Zhang family talked and laughed with him, and then shouted to the crowd with a smile: "Xiao Song, Yuan Yuan, you are late, not only missed a good show, but also made us wait for a long time, we should be punished." ”

"There will be no punishment for wine, let Yuan Yuan offer a painting."

The old man of the Zhang family laughed loudly: "It can also be regarded as a cheer for Lao Ye's birthday." He added: "This is what you promised me a few days ago." ”

Zhang Zuimo whispered to Ye Zixuan: "Grandpa likes Chen Yuanyuan's paintings very much, and his family has collected two of her landscape paintings, and he is still interested, trying his best to let Chen Yuanyuan paint a few more, the Zhang family has recently been close to the Song family, and it is somewhat related to grandpa's appreciation of Chen Yuanyuan's paintings, but Chen Yuanyuan's paintings are indeed of a standard and worth collecting." ”

Ye Zi nodded slightly: "I see, no wonder Elder Zhang asked her to offer a painting." ”

Zhang Zuimo smiled bitterly: "Grandpa is very good at finding opportunities." ”

At this time, Song Tianru, who was moving forward, smiled when he heard this, bowed slightly to the two old men, and replied respectfully: "Zhang Lao forgiveness, it is a little late to entertain a few foreign guests today, and I also ask Zhang Lao and Ye Lao to forgive me, but no matter how good the show is, it is better to congratulate Ye Lao on his birthday in time, as long as it does not delay Ye Lao's good day, the rest of the good shows are not watched." ”

"Of course, it's not right for us to keep you waiting."

Song Tianru smiled leisurely: "I am willing to punish myself for three cups later." ”

Ye Wufeng also temporarily walked out of Ye Zixuan for a while, resuming the master posture and presiding over the overall situation:

"Three cups are necessary, in addition to this, you also need to have a painting, there is a level, but it is not passing, and you don't want to drink."

The old man of the Zhang family echoed: "That's right, Xiao Zhao went abroad to visit wèn, and he couldn't rush back in time, you, as a family, are still late, so you should have some sincerity." ”

The two old men were as willful as children, which caused the guests to smile kindly.

Song Tianru also smiled, but said a little embarrassed: "Ye Lao, Zhang Lao, it's not that I don't want Yuan Yuan to paint, it's just that the wind is cold here, and she needs a specific environment to paint, so that she can maximize her talent." He looked at Chen Yuanyuan and smiled: "Yuanyuan, do you think it's appropriate to draw a picture another day?" ”

Seeing Song Tianru's situation, Ye Zixuan understood that Zhang Zuimo was not lying, Song Tianru had special love and care for Chen Yuanyuan, and replaced it with the rest of the magnates, hearing the voices of the two elders, no matter how uncomfortable and difficult it was, it would be overcome, not to mention that this was an opportunity to show his demeanor in public, and if he promised to draw a picture, he would have unexpected gains.

The elegant woman stepped forward and chuckled: "Ye Lao, Zhang Lao, what is the wind and cold like this?" ”

"Yuanyuan, let's draw a picture for Ye Lao and Zhang Lao."

Hearing Chen Yuanyuan's words, Zhang Lao laughed, gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's still Xiao Yuan, Xiao Song is just like your eldest brother, always twisting and pinching." ”

Song Tianru replied respectfully: "What Elder Zhang taught is that he must improve in the future. ”

Ye Wufeng waved his hand to let Song Tianru and them come up: "Come on, pen and ink are waiting." ”

The members of the Ye family were very fast, when Chen Yuanyuan took off his coat, the pen and ink and the long table were quickly moved over, Chen Yuanyuan took off his gloves, coiled up, revealed his pretty face, soaked his hands in hot water, and after soothing his joints, he picked up a paintbrush, and calmly started drafting on the drawing paper under the expectant gaze of everyone.

Zhang Lao praised sincerely: "Watching Xiaoyuan paint is a great enjoyment, Xiao Song, your daughter-in-law is well married." ”

Song Tianru smiled warmly: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your compliment." ”

Song Forbidden City They were smiling brightly, waiting for Chen Yuanyuan's masterpiece.

The wind blew gently, with the fragrance of wine and powder, Chen Yuanyuan put away his smile, and quickly built a girl's swing.

A girl with a five-colored flower crown on her head, sitting on a white swing, the breeze on the picture blows the girl's skirt, the girl looks very sweet and beautiful, the black eyes look ahead, the nose is tall and smooth, the long hair, the two curved eyebrows like a crescent, with two cheeks and two ruddy, full of beauty embryos.

Chen Yuanyuan's painting was very soft, but it instantly hit Ye Zixuan's heart, he remembered Bai Qiu's painting and Shangguan Ning.

In his trance, Chen Yuanyuan moved elegantly and constructed a few strokes, the girl grabbed the chain of the swing with both hands, and the body was a pure white dress, the cuffs and skirt were covered with complicated patterns, and on the two white and tender ankles, it was a pure white sock, and the side was also complicated with pale gold lace, as well as the lace that the girl particularly liked.

The girl in white is not wearing shoes on her feet, but on the ground of the picture, two small boots are scattered.

It seems to have been playfully kicked to the ground by the girl in the painting.

With the turn of Chen Yuanyuan's brush, the girl in white, the corners of her mouth became slightly upturned, as if she was smiling knowingly, and she seemed to be ready to pout and cry.

It's so endearing.

The background of the painting is the blue sky, and there are some flowers and trees, the whole picture is very warm, Chen Yuanyuan dressed the girl in white like a goddess of spring, and on the girl's face, Chen Yuanyuan also added his own shadow, two shallow dimples, small ears, and a shiny forehead, almost a young version of Chen Yuanyuan.

After staring at his painting for a long time, Chen Yuanyuan was satisfied with the brushes and colors.

The lights are cast down, the four screens are magnified, and the whole garden has a touch of warm color.

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