One Hundred and Three: Painting (Part II)

Wen Wan pondered for a long time, and finally added a disturbed rabbit in the grass not far from the four of them, and the rabbit turned its head to look at the four teenagers who were strolling, and was so frightened that it spread its legs and ran away, which was very pitiful. Just because of the last few strokes of gentleness, because of the addition of this rabbit, the whole painting is made smart. The artistic conception is completely different.

"Ah, I'm not alive anymore. I don't want to live anymore. Fuxi, you're still not human, aren't you human? You're a demon, you're definitely a demon. After reading it, Luo Shouxun yelled that ♀ he really didn't want people to live, the fight was terrible; Poetry is great; Write a good hand; Kick a good ball; Played the flute well; played an unfathomable chess hand, and now even the drawing is so superb, really, don't let people live. He would really have low self-esteem and want to kill himself.

Yan Qixuan looked at it and laughed: "Fu Xi is not a demon, you are a monster, Fu Xi will not be a demon......

"The edge is delicate, and the ink method is subtle. It also has a novel and subtle observation, and the last rabbit is simply a stroke of genius. I didn't expect Jiang Gongzi's painting work to be so good, Jiang Gongzi, Jiang Cao Song worshipped. Jiang Gongzi, Cao Song has a reluctant request. After Cao Song finished reading it, he was so impressed that he threw himself to the ground.

Wen Wan smiled, this is too exaggerated, this sketch is novel and good, but the ink method is subtle, it just lifts him. If you ask the teacher to rate it, you can score a maximum of 70 points, which is already the limit. They can praise him like this, just because they didn't expect him to be able to paint, and it is not enough for the great painter to comment.

Of course, although I know that there is water in these words, there is no one in the world who does not like to be praised, and Wen Wan is also a mortal. There was also a smile at the moment, "Please speak?" ”

"Please Jiang Gongzi, give me this painting." Cao Song saw that his gentle attitude finally softened, thinking that he had worked hard in vain.

Yan Qixuan snatched the painting into his hand with great speed, with a desperate posture of whoever wants to rob me, I will fight with whomever I want, Wen Wan looked at it and laughed∴ Qi Xuan was not ashamed to say at all: "This painting is Fuxi's first painting, how can I give it to you." If you want, just let Fuxi paint it for you again. ”

When he said this, he looked domineering, needless to say, and don't want to snatch it out of his hand. Otherwise, it is possible to turn your face on the spot.

"Today is also a lot of fun." The subtext is that I won't paint anymore.

Cao Song was depressed, he knew that he couldn't rob Yan Qixuan, a domineering maniac. I have no choice but to look forward to the next time. But I don't know that this next time will not come in my lifetime.

"Go back, it's getting dark." Wen Wan watched that the sun was about to set, and it was time to go home.

"I went back and had a really good time today. Next time. Luo Shouxun was extremely happy. The group began to pack up their things and went home.

Cao Song felt that he was cheeky and begged to come today, which was really fun. He really didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful person in the world. Only in the places where people in Jiangnan are outstanding can they raise such literary talents and martial arts, and all of them can come out. It is a lifetime of luck to be able to associate with such a person. However, it made him regret that the painting was taken away by Yan Qixuan, and it would be great if it could be kept in his hands.

Yan Qixuan felt the glow of his moxibustion heat, and immediately put the painting away to his personal guard, so as to warn that if it touched it or something was not good, it would kill him ♀ but it was the first time Fu Xi had painted a painting with his hands, how could he let it fall into the hands of someone else.

"This road is a road of no return, you should plan for yourself in advance." Before leaving, Wen Wan said something that made Yuechan confused. Yuechan looked at the gentle back and wondered. Obviously not interested in yourself, why do you seem to care about yourself very much?

Wen Wan shook her head, it has only been more than five years, and the change is so big. At the beginning, Qiu Tong was unwilling to even be a maidservant. Now, looking at her like this, she is doing it for herself.

Several people entered the city gate, came to the street, and saw a crowd of people gathered together. Wen Wan sat on a tall horse, looked at a young girl, and knelt on the ground.

"What's that?" Luo Shouxun stepped up. The group also dismounted and went up to ask. It turned out that both parents in the family died, and there was only one surviving daughter left, who was coveted by the clan. I had no choice but to sell myself and bury my parents.

Wen Wan looked at the woman, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a beautiful appearance, a graceful figure, a pair of big apricot eyes full of tears, and she looked pitiful.

Wen Wan glanced at it, then got on the horse, and Yan Qixuan followed: "Luo Shouxun, you take your time, let's go back." ”

Luo Shouxun deeply regretted that Wen Wan was so unloving. The girl glanced up, and saw a few handsome young men, who came together, and saw that the most expensive young man among them took a look, and saw that the black boy next to him was not interested, and also followed≠ and the girl lowered her head.

"Fuxi, I thought you would buy her and give her a bite to eat." Yan Qixuan sat down and said with a smile at Wen Wan.

"Do you think you should buy it?". Wen Wan asked rhetorically∴ Qi Xuan said that as long as you like it, it doesn't matter if you buy it, and you are not afraid of an extra pair of chopsticks in the house.

"But have you ever thought that the mansion is so big, if you buy a person who doesn't know the details, you won't be afraid of being a meticulous work, or someone with ulterior motives? You can do good deeds, but don't make good deeds stupid. "Gentle and taught.

Wen Wan has decided that she will never be a good person again in this life∠ because of pity, she helped that woman. As a result, the woman ran to her cheap third uncle's bed—and it was really wrong for the third aunt to settle the account on her.

Therefore, good people in this world can't do it, and we are not good people. It's better to be an idler. Good people, leave it to those who love

"Look at what you say, old-fashioned. Worry about so much to do. My mother often said that if you worry too much, you will grow old easily. Let me not worry about worrying about anything◎ I have her and my father. It's the same with you, you have to worry about it when you grow up. Now I want to do so much, at a young age, I worry too much, and I will break ...... Fuxi, it's me who is wrong, I have no mouth to hide, don't be angry. When Yan Qixuan said this, he quickly stopped talking.

Wen Wancai didn't believe those words, smiled and shook her head, and the person went home slowly.

Not long after returning to the palace, Wen Wan knew that Luo Shouxun had indeed bought that person into the mansion. She wouldn't ask about such private matters. Besides, just a maid, it's not worth taking seriously these valuable young masters.

When Cao Song returned home, he was very excited and put out the chess set. played against a beautiful maid for a while. At two o'clock in the morning, it was already very late, and the maid called softly, "Master, it's late, it's time to rest." ”

Cao Song listened to this delicate voice, thinking about the beauty in the morning, and couldn't help but look at the plump chest of the beauty in front of him. Unconsciously gave a sigh of grace [The mustache turned crimson, lowered his head, slowly put away the chess set, gave him a wide coat, and served him to sleep≡ he also took off his coat and slept outside.

Cao Song was thinking about everything today in bed, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. Thinking about how to make friends with Fu Xi, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that there would be such an amazing and handsome character on the ±, I must be good friends with him, and I must become friends with him.

The maid thought about Cao Song's eyes when she looked at her, her face burned badly, and then she couldn't fall asleep listening to the young master tossing and turning, and her heart was full of joy.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? Would you like to ask a doctor to come and have a look? The maid walked over, touched Cao Song's forehead with a pair of jade hands, and found that her body temperature was normal [The mustache lowered her head to the young master's burning eyes, and lowered her head shyly.

"Dan Niang ......" Cao Song saw that the maid named Dan Niang was dressed in tulle, her pink belly pocket was clearly visible‖ and the beauty was also looming. Cao Song couldn't help but swallow a saliva.

"Master ......" Danniang called softly, her eyes were joyful, begging, and hopeful. Cao Song touched the jade face with both hands. Danniang fell into the arms of Cao Song, who was only wearing a single coat.

"Danniang, no, I can't hurt you. You deserve better. Cao Song's name flashed in his mind, and immediately pushed Danniang away.

"Master...... You, do you hate Danniang so much? ”。 Danniang fell from heaven to hell at once, and tears fell in her eyes.

"No, you know, my father has always tried to marry the gentle lord in the future. In order to marry the gentle county lord, my father has always been strict with me, asking me to be the champion in the future. But if you marry the county lord, you can't take any more concubines. Moreover, the county lord's shrewdness and ability are well-known throughout the capital. I don't want you to be wronged, if you follow me, the future will not be easy. You are such a good woman, you deserve better. Don't worry, I will definitely find a good family for you to marry you in the future. Cao Song endured the needs of his body and whispered.

"No, I won't marry anyone, I only want to be a master's woman in my life. Master, don't worry, I just want to stay by your side, not to be famous. Master, you know that Danniang's heart is in you. If I leave you, Danniang won't be able to live. Master, you must not say that letting Danniang marry in the ♀ future is more painful than killing Danniang. When Danniang said this, tears fluttered down. Marrying someone and leaving her son, she never thought about it. Ever since she came to serve by Cao Song's side, she knew that Madame intended to give her to her son as an aunt.

"I don't want you to be wronged, if you really follow me, if the county lord doesn't allow it, you won't even have the status of a concubine. Danniang, I don't want you to suffer such grievances. You are so talented and well-born, I don't want you to suffer such grievances in the future. Danniang, you have to understand that I am really good for you. If you don't want to, I'll definitely choose a good family for you. Danniang, I don't want you to have a hard time in the future. Cao Song struggled between reason and desire.

One Hundred and Three: Painting (II)

One Hundred and Three: Painting (Part II)*