Wen Wan couldn't sleep that night. Thinking about the future, annoyed 〉 impatiently in bed in a daze. Wen Wan put on her clothes and walked out of the house, looking outside.

The night was as thick as scorched ink, and it took a while for the moon to slowly emerge from the clouds. The bamboo's verdant and straight waist, draped in a soft moon-white gauze robe, looks simple and beautiful, just like a girl in a green dress, and covered with a white and shiny, thin coat like cicada wings, which is extraordinarily delicate.

Wen Wan looked at it and her heart moved. She didn't seem to have painted a night scene yet. In other words, since taking over the business, she hasn't bothered to paint for a long time. It's all like stuff. Wen Wan thought, I'm afraid that my skills are unfamiliar: "Go and bring the drawing board, I want to paint." ”

Xia Yao walked over softly and turned back when she was done. Wen Wan set up the drawing board, Xia Yao ordered herbs on the four sides, and Xia Ying moved a small table to place tea, fruits, dried fruits, and pastries.

Wen Wan felt that the two of them had disrupted her thinking and disturbed the quiet night: "You guys go down." Something I call you. I didn't tell you not to come out. ”

Wen Wan didn't feel it, so she quietly looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her, looking for a feeling. The moon is like a silver plate, shuttling and dancing among the clouds, dancing out of the soft and bright moonlight to the earth. The roots of the green bamboo, competing with the wind for this soft and quiet moonlight.

A gust of wind blew and made a rustling sound. As if the wind was accompanied, the hands stroked the strings, and the fresh and smooth music made the bamboos spread their singing voices and sing softly. The melodious and moving singing voice intoxicated Yue'er, and she gently moved the lotus steps among the clouds; Zhu'er was also intoxicated by the charming dance of the moon, and waved her jade hand slowly in the wind.

Wen Wan watched and blended into the beautiful scenery. Feeling it, Wen Wan picked up the paintbrush. Painted up. With a feeling, it is natural and easy to draw.

Xia Yao and Xia Ying watched from the side, and saw that Wen Wan was sitting ÷ cold, after all, it was open. But seeing that Wen Wan was concentrating on painting, he disturbed Wen Wan Yaxing in the past. Wen Wan painted until the sky was dark. I finished the painting.

As soon as the painting was finished, Xia Yao asked for a bowl of ginger: "County Lord, you have been stained with dew all night." It is easy to catch a cold. Drink it. Xia Yao wanted to interrupt Wen Wan before. Tell her to stop drawing. But seeing that Wen Wan was so concentrated, she was reluctant to interrupt.

Wen Wan drank it very honestly, after drinking. I was sleepy± went to bed ■ opened my eyes. I felt my head was heavy, and I watched a lot of people shaking in front of me. What was particularly noticeable was a person dressed in bright yellow next to the bed. Wen Wan exclaimed with her feelings: "Uncle Emperor, why are you here." ”

The emperor looked sick and confused, and said angrily: "Is this still a two-year-old child? Yes? I went to get the dew and spent the night in the open air. Do you think you're in good health? ”

Wen Wan was confused, knowing that the emperor was angry, but she didn't know what to say. Xia Xian came over with the medicine, and the emperor was ready to feed the medicine. Wen Wan closed her mouth. He murmured, "If you don't drink it, you'll die of bitterness." Don't drink, don't drink. ”

The emperor was very annoyed when he saw that Wen Wan was sick and could still make a fuss. However, now is not the time to deal with a patient.

Wen Wan burned for a long time. I drank the medicine, and when I woke up that night⊙ when I came, I coughed hard. Difficulty breathing, runny nose. As uncomfortable as it is, it hurts as much as it is. Looking at the clear porridge served, Wen Wan had no appetite at all. People are sorrowful.

It's rare for Wen Wan to catch a cold, but the taste of a cold is really painful! Wen Wan lay on the bed and hummed, reassuring the emperor that she would not go crazy casually and get up in the middle of the night to paint, and would not do anything else recklessly.

The emperor asked the imperial doctor, and the imperial doctor said that he was sweating, the fever had subsided, and there was no serious problem. The emperor is angry and angry! He's almost twenty years old, and he's still like a child.

Early the next morning, Wen Wan felt a lot better, but her nose was still a little stuffy. Wen Wan didn't want to drink bitter Chinese medicine anymore, so she ran around the garden, sweating profusely and soaking all her clothes.

After another day of rest, Wen Wan felt a lot more refreshed.

Seeing that Wen Wan was well-treated, the emperor reprimanded Wen Wan fiercely, saying that she did not cherish herself. Accept the reprimand gently and honestly, and promise that there will be no next time.

The emperor said faintly: "It seems that it is time to find someone who can take care of you, and you don't know how to take care of yourself, and the people below can't take care of you." ”

Wen Wan snorted: "Uncle Emperor, are you sure you are not looking for someone to let me take care of it?" And let him take care of me? ”

Seeing that Wen Wan didn't take it to heart, the emperor was depressed: "You are eighteen, you should really look for it." If you don't look for it, you'll become an old girl. How can my uncle put his mind at ease! ”

Wen Wan said with a sad face: "Uncle Emperor, it's not that I don't look for it." I've been cooperating. It's a pity that I finally found one, and I also made trouble. ”

The emperor smiled when he heard this: "A good man in the world is not just a howling forest. In a few months, it will be autumn. I will definitely be able to pick a satisfactory county horse for my family. ”

Because the imperial examination was difficult in ancient times, the general Jinshi were in their twenties or even fifties or sixties, and most of them gathered in Jiangnan and the capital. The capital is gone, Jiangnan, the emperor has disappeared! It's a pity that Wen Wan didn't disappear.

On the way back to the house, Wen Wan lifted the curtain and watched a man buy rock sugar gourds for the children around him. Wen Wan thought of the Dragon Boat Festival that year, and the recent relationship with Song Luoyang, and felt a little sad. Thinking of the teacher's love for her in the past, thinking of the teacher's hard work to find a miracle doctor to save her, and she had an emotional relationship with the teacher because of her lack of concept. Making the teacher sad, Wen Wan felt that she was too willful. Wen Wanrang turned her head. went to Song Luoyang's mansion.

Song Luoyang was a little surprised when he heard Wen Wan coming. Wen Wan hasn't taken the initiative to look for him since she was in a mood last time. He couldn't pull his face down to see Wen Wan himself.

After Song Luoyang knew that it was indeed Wen Wan who came over, he went out to greet Wen Wan in surprise.

Wen Wan piled up Song Luoyang with a guilty face and said, "Teacher, Wen Wan was willful and emotional some time ago. Make the teacher embarrassed and ask the teacher for forgiveness. ”

Song Luoyang naturally wouldn't really blame. Wen Wan is like her daughter to Song Luoyang. He would blame him like this: "I didn't tell you in advance about this matter, so you can't accept ∏ teacher's fault." Don't take it to heart, let him pass in the past! ”

Wen Wan is indeed very guilty, and now life is going well. The temper is getting bigger and bigger, and ♀ there is no one to persuade him. The more Wen Wan thought about it, the more she felt that she was excessive: "It's Wen Wan's mistake, whether it's beating or punishment, Wen Wan suffers it." ”

Song Luoyang saw that Wen Wan just apologized, helped Wen Wan up, and said very softly: "The stupid girl ♀ did something inappropriate. But the teacher also ...... Okay, if only you didn't mess with me. How could I take that little thing to heart. "No one is willing to blame their children. He was the same.

Wen Wan didn't mind seeing Song Luoyang∧ relieved a lot. After secretly admonishing you, don't be willful in the future.

The teacher and student chatted for a while. Song Luoyang saw the sky and ordered to prepare Chinese food◆ Wen Wan used it to eat here.

Xia Yao said on the side: "Sir." Two days ago, the county lord got up in the middle of the night to paint, and the dew of the night ≤ cold. Although now it looks like nothing. But the doctor said that he still had to take medicine. ”

said that it was a coincidence, Wen Wan sneezed heavily when Xia Yao's words fell. It seems to be to match Xia Yao's words.

Song Luoyang looked at Wen Wan and suffered a lot (Wen Wan: sweat, just had a cold for two days, where can it be compared to being thin, it's not bad if you are not fat) with a distressed face: "Such a big person, like a child, I don't know how to take care of my body∏ it's time to find someone to watch you." ”

Wen Wan's ♀ meaning is not to say that he has to get married quickly. No one wants to marry again. Wen Wan suddenly felt a lot of pressure (Wen Wan was completely over-supplemented, Song Luoyang couldn't get married. The daughter of the heavenly family can't get married, and who else can get married).

Song Luoyang waited for Wen Wan to leave. I remembered to say that Wen Wan painted in the middle of the night. He was interested in Wen Wan's paintings: "Wait until I go back." Send me your painting for a cup of tea. It's been a long time since I've seen you paint. Don't be unfamiliar with your skills. "Wen Wan has too many industries in her name now, and Song Luoyang has never said anything about checking her schoolwork. Delaying state affairs, the emperor can bypass him.

Wen Wan nodded. After going back, he asked Xia Yao to take the painting of the night bamboo forest and send it to Song Luoyang. Xia Ying personally sent it over: "Sir, this was painted by the county lord that day." The county lord said, please comment. ”

Song Luoyang saw it and was very happy: "Wen Wan's painting is very expressive. The hazy night, the charm of the wind, and the aura of bamboo are all integrated. It's a rare masterpiece. Good, good. ”

Song Luoyang really likes Wen Wan's painting, but he didn't expect this girl to be so busy every day, and her painting art is progressing so quickly: "Keep this painting." After two days, I'll send them back. Xia Ying respectfully withdrew.

Song Luoyang saw that Wen Wan had already signed the painting, and it was time to stamp the private seal. looked at the painting and said to Su Qing: "This girl, if you can not be caught by the emperor to do business." It will also be a spectacle in the literary world. It will be famous for a thousand years in the future. ”

Su Qing said with a smile: "The county lord does business and fills the treasury. Let Daqi become more and more prosperous. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and they are not equally famous. And these, for the county lord, are all pleasant things. She felt that gentleness was the real wisdom. What do you want these false names to do, the reputation is too big, and when you really encounter something, it will be useless but a burden. Like Wen Wan, she has power and wealth, so she can live a comfortable life. If you are like her, you will blindly pursue the reputation of talented women. In the end, it hurt yourself. The daughter of the Su family, because her reputation is too great, has harmed two generations of daughters. So the smartest thing is still gentle. Only when you have power in your hands can you really protect yourself. Just look at the comfortable days that have been gentle now. If it was replaced by someone else, even if it was a princess, the emperor would almost give marriage, who would dare to resist the decree. But Wen Wan can choose a husband. also openly announced that she was capable of being a husband. For anything, it's not because she's powerful. If the emperor wants to use her, he will naturally follow her.

When Song Luoyang heard this, he didn't say anything. The piles and piles that sit down gently are all things that are beneficial to the people of the world. Nowadays, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn are widely cultivated. The common people did not say how good life was, but they never heard of any famine anywhere. Compared to these, it seems that Wen Wan is a low level to become a poet or a painter.

Wen Wan listened to Xia Ying's words, and was very skeptical, the painting was so good. Where can I get such an evaluation from a teacher? Of course, it's better than the previous paintings, but it's not worth being praised by a teacher.

Wen Wan thought about the big red robe that had drunk the howling forest last time: "Do I have a big red robe here?" ”

Xia Yao shook her head: "County Lord, all the good tea in the mansion was given to Mr. Song." Because Song Luoyang likes to drink tea, Wen Wan can only drink tea once or twice occasionally because of her body. So the good tea that Wen Wan got from the emperor was given to Song Luoyang.

Wen Wan asked Xia Tian to come over and said, "Go and find it." I want a couple of red robes. Xia Tian took action immediately, but unfortunately, there are very few big red robes on the market. Because the annual production is pitiful. Those who have it will only save it for themselves. If you have money, you don't have the land to buy it.

Wen Wan didn't feel depressed, and thought about replacing it with other teas. The emperor knew that Wen Wan was looking for a big red robe⊥ gave him four taels. Wen Wan looked at the tea leaves, and gave them to Hai Lao. Two taels were given to Song Luoyang.

Hai Lao looked at the tea leaves that Wen Wan had sent. I didn't speak for a long time. Just a deep sigh.

Song Luoyang got the gentle two taels of tea, but he was delighted, that is, he invited three or five friends to taste the famous tea‖ and took out the gentle painting of "Night in the Bamboo Forest" to comment and share with everyone.

Everyone was not surprised to hear that it was written by Wen Wan. Just commenting on the essence of this painting. Of course. I also clicked on the deficiencies of the reviews≡ and the scholars on the side wrote them down one by one.

Jin Lao raised his voice and said, "Old Song, you are still a good student with vision ♀, so I will find it for you." "In the past, they also persuaded Song Luoyang. Saying that accepting Wen Wan as a female disciple would damage his reputation. But Wen Wan's talent and talent, if it weren't for external things, or all their disciples together didn't have Wen Wan's reputation.

Song Luoyang said triumphantly: "Drinking tea, drinking tea ♀ is a big red robe, and you can't get much big red robe in a year." "That smug and rampant nirvana (joke between old friends). has made several great Confucians hate the roots of ♀ their teeth for a few years, and how many times Song Luoyang has shown off to them, they can't remember clearly. But Song Luoyang invited them to come ← the east, and they couldn't bear to come. Because there are too many good things here in Song Luoyang (they are all sent gently, can it be good). Not to mention anything else, the tea leaves alone make people can't bear to run here! Although they also have tea here, they don't have it much. I don't have to show off like Song Luoyang!

Song Luoyang invited these people this time to take advantage of him. After Zhong Ran's comment, he put the gentle "Night in the Bamboo Forest" in the most prestigious bookstore in the capital for appreciation. Of course, this is the case, but people who do not have a certain status cannot see this painting.

The reputation of the gentle "Night in the Bamboo Forest" has spread out in this way, and everyone who has seen it does not say that "Night in the Bamboo Forest" is a rare masterpiece. Everyone said that this can prove that Wen Wan's painting skills are indeed extraordinary, and Wen Wan's county lord is a great painter.

Great painter, and then there are previous poems. In these two ways, no matter how much the beauty dares to compete with gentleness, she will fall into the copper coin, and the copper coin will stink.

After Wen Wan heard the news, she asked Xia Yao in surprise: "The painting I painted is really so good." Can those great Confucians give such a high evaluation? "The teacher who taught calligraphy and painting back then said that she had no aura. She also felt that her paintings were not so outstanding.

Xia Yao smiled and said, "I don't understand this. But I know that the fame spreads. No one dares to say that the county lord is the one who ♀ fell into the eyes of money, and it is Mr. Song who sent the comments of the great Confucians. Mr. Song said, you can refer to it yourself, it will be helpful to you. ”

Gentle oh. She now understands what the celebrity effect is.

Of course, there is a painter who raises all kinds of doubts, not that the painting is good, but that it is likely that the painting was ghostwritten by Song Luoyang. They had never heard of Wen Wanjun's first-class painters before, and there was no accumulation of long-term paintings. It is impossible to draw such a spiritual painting. He has studied painting by himself for 20 years, and he does not dare to say that he can paint such a masterpiece.

As soon as this question came out, it was supported by many people. If you want them to believe that this painting was painted by the gentle county lord, you can, and it will be a lot of trouble to show ♀ them in the hall.

Wen Wan was a little amused when she heard this rumor. Perform to show them, when she is, if she really performs, she will really fall into the bottom nine streams. Ben was just a casual painting ♀ with some false names that didn't help her, and she didn't care at all. But now it's different: "Go and check if someone is behind it." ”

The results of the investigation, no one behind the back. It's just that this painter doesn't believe that Wen Wan can paint such a good painting. I firmly believe that Wen Wan is ghostwritten. If it is really painted by Wen Wan, how can they be embarrassed if they have been diligent for so many years.

Gentle, this person should want to make a name for himself through himself.

Wen Wan doesn't care, it doesn't mean that Song Luoyang doesn't care. Song Luoyang was furious and went directly to find this gentleman who was a well-known painter in the art world. And to make a name for himself, if he doesn't severely punish this shameless scum who has ulterior motives to 'ruin his students', he will be done with him.

At the same time, the five great Confucians personally proved that this painting was indeed painted by the gentle county lord. With the proof of the five great Confucians, this matter was suppressed.

Jin Lao looked at Song Luoyang: "You let Wen Wan tell the world." She's the son of Fuxi, no. "A gentle picture of "Walking in the Woods" back then, because of the novel painting method of this painting, Fuxi Gongzi has a place in the painting world. As long as Wen Wan sells this identity. No doubts are guaranteed.

Song Luoyang smiled: "Thank you this time." As for what you said, it will definitely be announced. Now, though, is not the time. But. I believe. It won't be long. "Song Luoyang is actually very gentle and polite! In other words, he always bears the burden of cheating ghostwriting for students, which is not good. However, Wen Wan said that it would be announced in a few years.

A few great Confucians can also understand.

But what people can't understand is Cao Song and Yan Qixuan.

The two watched "Night in the Bamboo Forest", and their faces changed greatly. Now that Yan Qixuan has entered, he is no longer the person who only relied on impressions to paint. Looking at the familiar way of painting, Yan Qixuan is not calm!

Cao Song was just surprised. Why do you want to draw Wen Wan County Lord and Fu Xi. Of course, it's not very much like it, but there are six points. However, Cao Song was relieved when he thought about it, it ♀ was not Mr. Song who would. It is not uncommon for the gentle-gentleman to be the only student of Mr. Wen Wan.

Yan Qixuan's heart trembled. He remembered what Wen Wan had said. She's Fergus. However, he believed her∴ Qi Xuan muttered, "No, no." Won't it be like that? ”

If Wen Wan is Fernandes, then what should he do? How did he ∴ Qixuan back to the palace, in the white jade garden, looking at Fu Xi's spirit card: "Fu Xi, you are not gentle, right." Every, you're not. It won't be like that. ”

Yan Qixuan thought about it for a long time, and finally asked King Chun. King Chun naturally denied it. Up to now, without evidence, Yan Qixuan's suspicions are useless.

Yan Qixuan still couldn't let go of his heart. He can't be at ease without confirmation. So, he discussed it with Cao Song (naturally it was impossible to say the doubts in his heart), and sent a post to Wen Wan. On the surface, he said that he wanted to discuss painting with Wen Wan.

Xia Yu came in and said, "The county lord, King Chun's mansion, and the big horse sent an invitation." I want to visit the county lord. ”

Wen Wan was stunned for a moment, and then thought that one was almost married, and the other was ruined. Now I came up to find out, just to see if she had real talent and learning. Thinking of this, Wen Wan was full of impatience. Directly said to the cow, "Say I'm not available." In the future, such posts were sent directly. Don't go back and forth to me. ”

Xia Yu saw the disgust in Wen Wan's eyes, and immediately went down to pass the word.

Wen Wan's rumors that she is a great painter have no feeling at all] The good reputation in the forest is just the icing on the scene for Wen Wan. Those Confucians looked up to her and gave such a high evaluation. Wen Wan has a very self-aware reputation. Painting, just her amateur pastime, is now barely squeezing into the first-class level. The main reason why she can get this title is that she is novel in painting.

What Wen Wan doesn't care about is what others can only dream of.

King Huojun was very depressed: "You say, this woman, is she still not human?" I am busy dealing with such a big industry every day. As a result, if you write just two poems, you can publish a poetry collection, which is sought after by those literati. If you paint a sub-painting, you can get the praise of those great Confucians, applaud loudly and become a great painter. Even if she is a businessman, with these behaviors, who dares to say that her copper coins stink. Saul's reputation came back at once. Or a talented and honorable county lord.

People are more angry than people. Wen Wan makes money every day, and she has such a big business under her name. But his reputation in the clear stream is so good that it is embarrassing. There are so many connections in the clear stream that people are jealous.

Xu Zhongran smiled: "Lord Wenwan, good luck, good fate, these, others can't ask for it." "Who makes the family have the best teacher in the world. Song Luoyang is willing to build momentum for Wen Wan, and also pulls those big Confucians to praise her, which is something that power and money can't buy.

King Huojun could only smile bitterly: "Yes, luckily, last time there was a plagiarism incident, Song Luoyang gave her a correct name, and with the poetry book born, she moved the world." Nowadays, even paintings have such high comments. Wen Wan, what the hell did you do? "Good luck is part of it, and you have to learn from yourself. Those big Confucians are fixed to give Song Luoyang face. But if they want to tell lies, Wen Wan herself doesn't have this ability, and it is impossible. The great Confucian cherishes his feathers the most. However, he wondered why these great Confucians had such a high regard for gentleness that ♀ some of them were people who regarded merit as dung. And in the past, they were most disgusted with the powerful, as if a powerful person was touching the edge, which tarnished their reputation. Wen Wan is now a well-known upstart. What is it that makes them so unconcerned about it?

The real reason why several great Confucians respect Wen Wan is ∏ because they know that Wen Wan is Fu Xi. If Wen Wan is just a noble county lord, no matter how many good poems she writes and paints many good paintings, the more brilliant she is, the more they think it is suspicious. Just like last time, everyone made it difficult to put forward various restrictions for Wen Wan to compose poems, but in the end, Zhong Ran only expressed his reluctance to be satisfied and did not respect it. Because the people in power want fame and fortune to make many people work for them. But Childe Fuxi is different. At that time, the prince of Fuxi caused a sensation in the capital with his real talent and learning, and he became famous all over the world ♀, and they are obvious to all. And Wen Wan can hide the truth that she is the son of Fuxi. In this regard, several great Confucians admired it very much, and it was also regrettable that Wen Wan did business for the emperor to fill the treasury (if you like, everything you do is praised, love the house and Wu). If you devote yourself to the literary world, you must be a generation of great writers, famous through the ages.

Xu Zhongran was silent.

Wen Wan thought that this matter was over. I heard that King Chun sent an invitation ♀ for the first time. Wen Wan was a little impatient.

Xia Yao thought on the side: "County Lord, you left so many paintings in the palace before, and now King Chun is also learning to paint. Quite possibly, there are clues from your paintings. ”

Wen Wan was a little amused when she heard it, "Crossing the border, she said that she was Fuxi herself, and even played the tune that the two of them played together. If Yan Qixuan asked for confirmation or questioned her and then left angrily, Wen Wan would still be able to accept it. After all, it was she who deceived first, and she would explain. But Yan Qixuan didn't believe it at all. I didn't believe it at the beginning, but now I doubt it, what's the point.

Wen Wan thought about it three or four times, but it was not a thing: "Xia Yao, you go and tell him to send it away." Let him think that he should not come to the door≤ he has to pay attention to the impact. ”

Yan Qixuan walked out of the county lord's mansion with a pale face.

When Xia Yao came back, Wen Wan didn't take the initiative to ask what she said. However, Xia Yao took the initiative to explain: "County Lord, I didn't say that you are the son of Fuxi." I just scolded him. Even if you're not the son of Fuxi, you've saved him twice against the county lord. The county lord only showed his admiration for him, and did not do anything to hurt him. He can do things like a pig and a dog. What do you do now? What he owes to the county lord will not be repaid for the rest of his life. ”

Wen Wan smiled: "You are not intimidating, but every sentence pierces people's hearts." But it's okay, now that Yan Qixuan has grown up, he shouldn't be jealous of the two sentences he scolds you. ”

Xia Yao saw that Wen Wan spoke lightly, without anger or sadness. It's like talking about an unrelated person. (To be continued.) , () Vote for recommendation, monthly pass,,。