Hua Tian, who was about to leave, hurriedly stood up, and his eyes moved to the door of the inn where a bunch of people had already gathered.

Mother Lan looked at Hua Tian suspiciously, "You want to go?" ”

"I need silver." Hua Tian replied, "Although I said that I could borrow you, I am sure that I can pay you back." However, I still like to be able to make money on my own. ”

It is true that it is much better to use your own money than to borrow it.

Mother Lan looked at the sky and muttered, "If it's too late today, why don't you talk about it tomorrow?" What's more, you make sure that others will believe in you? ”

She had seen Hua Tian's handwriting, and she had also seen her paintings. Now that I hear Hua Tian seem to have the intention of appreciating calligraphy and painting, I don't feel anything wrong in my heart.

"It's always okay to give it a try. As for tomorrow, I think they will pass through here, and tomorrow they will be gone. ”

"Let's go see what the notice is going to do first." Mother Lan said, leading Hua Tian to the front of the inn.

The luxury convoy chartered three inns, and a notice was posted in front of each inn.

Hua Tian and Mother Lan walked to the notice that there were few people and squeezed in.

"It's only tonight, we'll go in right now." Hua Tian finished reading the notice and looked at Mother Lan and said.

Seeing that Hua Tian had made up his mind, and the notice clearly stated that he would only stay in the town for one night, Lan's mother agreed.

At this time, there were already many people who unveiled the notice, and they were all bachelors wearing literati robes.

According to the instructions of the guards, everyone went to the side to wait in line and went in separately to identify.

Seeing Hua Tian, a five-year-old child, and Mother Lan, a gray-haired mother-in-law, also mixed into the team, the literati in line were surprised, and it can be said that everyone looked sideways.

"This old mother, we are here to identify calligraphy and painting......" A white-robed scholar reminded.

"Hmm." Mother Lan nodded in response, but the person didn't move.

When the scholar saw this, he was stunned, did he not understand his own hints.

Another scholar next to him sneered, "Brother Fang, what are you doing with her knowledge?" Where does a mother-in-law understand these things? ”

Mother Lan's brows jumped when she heard this, and she was about to secretly do something, but she was pulled by Hua Tian.

When she looked down, she saw Hua Tian giving herself a vague look, and then holding her thighs with both hands, burying her whole face in her thighs.

Could it be that you have met an acquaintance?

Mother Lan thought in her heart, forgetting her anger before, and looked around without a trace.

But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see that there were acquaintances around him.

The white-robed scholar surnamed Fang, who originally reminded Mother Lan, saw Mother Lan look away, ignored him, and didn't care, his gaze shifted, and he shouted in surprise at the person in front of him, "Brother Chu, you are also here?" ”

"Brother Fang, I didn't expect such a fate." Brother Chu smiled, his voice was gentle, and he had a bearing.

When Mother Lan heard this, she was shocked in her heart, her eyes slanted slightly, and she glanced at the scholar.

Her skills are profound, and she can hear in just one sentence that this person is the person in Shen Jinyu's room that night!

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a well-dressed scholar, which is really ridiculous.

"Hahaha...... Brother Chu is very talented in painting, if he had seen Brother Chu here, Fang would have gone back first. The scholar surnamed Fang laughed, with a hearty voice, which was easy to make people feel good.

"Where is it, Mr. Fang writes well, and has unique insights in calligraphy, and Chu is redundant here."

The two of you went back and forth, and soon touted it.

Because Mr. Chu and Shen Jinyu secretly had an affair, Lan's mother decided that he had a bad character, was a hypocrite, and a sven scum, so she was disgusted by the praise of the two of them for "smelling like each other".

Hua Tian was afraid that Mr. Chu would recognize him, so he didn't dare to look in that direction. Even if he didn't hug Lan's mother's thigh later, he still had his back to Mr. Chu.

Appreciating calligraphy and painting is an extremely mind-consuming and time-consuming thing, so everyone who enters the inn to appreciate it comes out after a long time.

Mr. Chu and Mr. Fang praised each other, and as they spoke, they couldn't help but take out the paintings/calligraphy they had brought with them and distribute them to everyone for appreciation.

The paintings/calligraphy were turned in the hands of different scholars, and when they passed by Lan Ma and Hua Tian, they ignored the past together.

Mother Lan didn't look down on Mr. Chu, so it wasn't uncommon at all, if it weren't for the fact that it would be too eye-catching, she even wanted to pretend to be disdainful.

Hua Tian didn't have the prejudice of Mother Lan, she was curious about Mr. Chu's paintings, but unfortunately what she was most afraid of now was being recognized by Mr. Chu, so she had been holding back the curiosity in her heart.

The paintings/calligraphy came from behind, and a scholar in front of Hua Tian couldn't hold it steadily, and the two posts fell to the ground.

Hua Tian is short, looked down, and saw that the pen was a dragon and snake, turning round, and it was a good hand. And that painting, full of a kind of arrogant self-appreciation, is far from the image of Mr. Chu.

People in this world say that it is not allowed to look at people by words and paintings, but now it seems that it should not be allowed.

The paintings/calligraphy fell to the ground, and Mr. Chu and Mr. Fang both lifted their hearts, grabbed them, and picked up their hearts and souls from the ground.

Hua Tian depressedly threw her little face back on Mother Lan's thigh to cover it.

"Hey, Lin Juren came out. I wonder if Lin Juren has been successfully identified? One exclaimed.

Mother Lan looked over and saw a middle-aged scholar walking out of the inn, with a smile on her face that was a little embarrassed.

"Lin Juren, how's it going?"

From time to time, scholars asked Lin Juren.

Lin Juren arched his hand and said, "Lin has not been able to identify it, waiting for your good news." ”

When some of the scholars heard this, they immediately sighed, shook their heads and left directly.

These people thought that they were inferior to Lin Juren, so they didn't even want a chance.

The rest of the humanities may not be as talented as Lin Juren, but they have their own expertise in calligraphy and painting, and they all have made up their minds to stay and fight.

That's what Mr. Chu and Mr. Fang thought.

Hua Tian hugged Mother Lan's thighs tightly, and didn't dare to raise her head.

If Lin Juren saw her, she would definitely be able to recognize her, and she didn't want to be recognized by Lin Juren here.

Because a large number of scholars walked, there were many fewer scholars who entered the inn for identification, and Mr. Chu and Mr. Fang in front of them entered with hope, and soon walked out shaking their heads.

It was Hua Tian's turn, she lowered her head and followed Mother Lan inside.

Now Lin Juren and the others wanted to know who could identify them, so they all waited in front of the inn and sat on the stools that had been specially moved for them to rest.

Hua Tian and Mother Lan walked into the inn, and as soon as they entered the door, they were questioned by the guide waiting there.

"We are here to connoisseur the works of famous artists, including calligraphy and paintings. The two of them thought they were on the wrong track. ”

Mother Lan raised her head, looked at the man with a square scarf in front of her, and said lightly, "Your Excellency has such an eye, no wonder you want to appreciate it all the way from Lancheng in Qingzhou." ”

As soon as these words came out, the scarf man's face flashed with astonishment, he looked at Mother Lan, put away the contempt on his face, and said to Mother Lan, "It's a late birth to judge people by their appearance." Please—"

Mother Lan nodded, led Hua Tian and left.

But before he could take a formal step, he was stopped by a man wearing a square scarf, "Sorry, we only allow connoisseurs to enter here." This little doll can be waiting here. ”

Because he had already entered the inn and was separated by the door, Hua Tian no longer worried about being recognized, so he said in a deep voice, "It's me who came to appreciate this time, not Mother Lan." ”

The man wearing the scarf was stunned again, and stood on the spot, he looked at Mother Lan in disbelief, and muttered, "I must have heard it wrong." ”

"You didn't hear it wrong, it's my young master's appreciation, not me." Mother Lan looked at the expression of the man wearing the square scarf, felt funny, and couldn't help laughing.

"But, but this, he is only five or six years old, how can he be, how can he ......" The man wearing the scarf felt that these two people were here to avenge the previous gang, and they were specially playing tricks on themselves.

But I didn't speak well before, and I just did it routinely with a serious and responsible attitude. How could they send such two people in to take revenge on their poisonous tongue at the beginning?

"Do you look down on the young?" Hua Tian raised his head and asked unhappily.

Before the man wearing the scarf could say more, a woman on the second floor poked her head out and urged, "Mr. Ji, hurry up." ”

However, when she saw Hua Tian and Mother Lan, she was also taken aback, and she forgot to retract her head.

Hua Tian looked up and saw that the woman's face was like a full moon, with a small cherry mouth and a pair of big watery eyes, she was actually the most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life!

"Forget it, you guys go up together, be careful not to talk nonsense." The man wearing a square scarf waved at Hua Tian and Mother Lan, quite a bit of a sense of excitement.

Hua Tian and Mother Lan nodded at the man wearing a square scarf, and walked to the second floor together.

On the second floor, the pretty woman looked at the two of them with amazement, until Mother Lan frowned, and then she led Hua Tian and Mother Lan in.

In the room, there sat a man dressed in brocade, his face had a fashionable beard, and the whole person looked a little majestic.

However, when this person saw Mother Lan and Hua Tian walking in, he just raised his eyebrows, but did not question anything, only pointed to the table in front of him, and said, "Come and appreciate this painting." ”

Hua Tian secretly applauded this person in his heart, after all, he was a big man and could be so calm.

On the table is an ink painting, on which is a picture of "Yellow Warbler Playing in Spring", a yellow warbler stands on a peach branch, affectionately rubbing a half-opened peach blossom.

The paper is slightly yellowed, as if it has been a long time ago.

The idea of this picture is not good, but fortunately, this is the work of a famous artist in the previous dynasty, so the value has doubled.

Hua Tian looked down at the painting carefully, then picked it up again and looked at the back carefully.

The majestic man who had always been calm saw Hua Tian, and finally couldn't help but let out a low "huh". He, like everyone else, thought that it must be Mother Blue who came to appreciate it.

Hua Tian didn't know anything about this, and now that she was engrossed in appreciating the paintings, she no longer had half of her attention to be shared.

After a while, Hua Tian put down the painting in his hand, looked up at the majestic man and said, "This is a fake." ”R1152