'P'*WXC'P''P'*WXC'P'31, disguised diagram

There was a painter in the previous dynasty, named Wu Daoxuan, he was good at painting Buddhism, Taoism, gods and ghosts, landscape figures, painting with a wave, the ink fell, the momentum was magnificent, and was respected as "painting saint" by later generations. Wu Daoxuan once painted hundreds of murals in the temple of Luoyang, Chang'an, and the traces were strange, and none of them were the same, which was amazing. Unfortunately, due to the change of dynasties, most of the murals were destroyed in the war, and only a handful of scrolls remained, the most famous of which is this "Hell in Disguise".

The painting depicts the truth of mortals falling into hell and suffering all kinds of retribution, and the ghosts and gods leap from the paper as if they were literal, leaving the viewer sweating down their spines and hair standing on end. Wu Daoxuan is painted in the Buddhist temple, after the painting was given to the old monk of the temple, the history books record: all people are salty, all are guilty of cultivating good, the two cities are extravagant, and the fish and meat are not sold. A painting can make everyone fearful, abandon evil and do good, which shows that the pen is deep and the painting is outstanding.

It is precisely because of the long-standing reputation of the Hell Disguise Diagram that Zhu Ting is so obsessed that he wants to see the true face in his dreams, but unfortunately this authentic painting has been turned around several times and finally fell into the hands of Lord Xu. Although they were officials in the same dynasty, Zhu Ting and Lord Xu could only be regarded as general friends, and there was very little contact, so Zhu Ting never had the opportunity to see the paintings.

Lord Xu's mansion is tightly guarded, and even a snitch like Ah Piao refuses to take risks, which shows how difficult it is to steal paintings. So Qianqian asked Master Lu: "Uncle Lu, can you imitate a picture of hell in disguise?" ”

Master Lu's fake craftsmanship is superb, but he only shook his head on this matter: "Wu pretends to be sparse, and there is a lack of time between the dots, and there is a thoughtful and thoughtful pen, and it is difficult for others to imitate one or two points of charm, even if I take the real handiwork and let me copy it, at most it is only four or five points similar." ”

He said so, proving that the certainty is indeed not great, and Qianqian pondered for a while, unable for a while.

Master Lu said again: "Even if we imitate one, who is Zhu Ting?" He is obsessed with Wu Daoxuan's paintings, and his attainments must be extremely deep, and it is not easy to hide from his fiery eyes. ”

"Confusing the real with the real won't work......"

Qianqian was pacing in the room, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and her eyebrows were raised and her eyes were clear: "We don't steal or imitate, we let the Xu family be willing to give it away." ”

Xiaohe was smearing medicine on Ah Piao's ears, and the two of them didn't speak all the time, only when they heard this did they ask, and the two said in unison, unbelievable: "Send?!" ”

Qianqian isn't stupid, someone else's head is kicked by a donkey before they give away heirlooms!

In contrast, Master Lu was much calmer, and asked, "How do you send it?" ”

Qianqian was confident and arranged everyone's tasks one by one: "First of all, Xiaohe went to buy orpiment, the more the better." Second, Brother Piao went to find ancient paintings, no matter who the painter was, whether it was landscapes or flowers and birds, as long as it was an ancient painting, he would get it back. Third, Uncle Lu carved two seals, if one is an imitation of Wu Daoxuan, is there a problem? ”

Xiaohe and Ah Piao both said that it was a piece of cake, and Master Lu also nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

"Good!" Qianqian clapped, "That's it, let's go our separate ways, for the sake of the future of my little monk, we can only succeed and not fail!" ”

Master Lu and Ah Piao went out separately, but Xiaohe didn't move for a long time, but pestered Qianqian to ask clearly.

Every time they didn't tell her what they were doing these things for, they forced her to guess, and this time she didn't follow it, so she had to find out beforehand.

"Girl, what do you want to do? Could it be that you want to poison the surnamed Xu and then snatch the painting away? ”

Qianqian was amused by her whimsical thoughts, and slapped Ha Luha indiscriminately: "Yes, yes, I just want to poison it." ”

Xiaohe was shocked: "Murder will pay for life!" This is not possible! ”

Seeing that she was so frightened that her face was pale, Qianqian pinched her face with love and hate: "It's really a little rice ball, a belly of sesame sweet filling, no heart!" Am I that stupid? It is naturally useful to ask you to buy orpiment, anyway, you have to go out, and buy some rouge gouache back by the way, and ask for pearl powder, which is good. ”

Xiaohe rubbed his cheeks: "Oh...... But what the hell are you going to do, girl, tell me. ”

"Tell you everything, isn't it boring to play?" Qianqianwan smiled, waved a handkerchief and stepped out of the door, "Be busy when you should be busy, I'm also busy." Then she went back to her room.

Xiaohe scratched her head, still in a daze, and saw her enter the house and close the door before she remembered that something was wrong, and shouted, "What are you busy with in the house alone?" ”

"I'm busy sleeping."

Qianqian's answer was a matter of course.

After sleeping until the sun went down, Qianqian stretched her waist to get up, and went out of the door with her hair half scattered, and saw Miao Fan sweeping the floor in the yard.

She yawned and snatched the broom from his hand: "Didn't you tell you to rest in the room, come out and wander around, and sweep the floor, and I'm not afraid of fainting again." ”

"I'm all right, I don't have to lie down all the time." Miao Fan explained, and wanted to take the broom but was glared at by her, so she had to withdraw her hand and talk to him left and right, "Qianqian, are you hungry?" I'm going to cook. ”

Qianqian dragged him to sit down, pressed his shoulders tightly, and said fiercely: "Don't move if you tell you not to move!" Sweep the floor and cook, yes, I'll come! ”

Miao Fan didn't dare to disobey, so she had to sit aside, and then watched her sweep the floor indiscriminately, shaving the leaves to the root of the wall, and then threw the broom into the kitchen, and in a blink of an eye came out with a pot full of rice, and asked him embarrassedly: "How much water do you want to put in it?" Is there enough rice to eat? ”

Not to mention enough to eat, I can't eat it all in three days. Miao Fan smiled dumbly: "You haven't cooked? ”

Qianqian generously admitted: "No." ”

"And what do you usually eat?" Miao Fan walked over and naturally took the basin, "Rice will rise when it meets water, if you eat a bowl of rice, half a bowl of rice is enough, you need to add so much water......"

Not only does he talk freely when he explains Buddhism, but he also looks like he can talk about trivial things in life. He washed rice and vegetables, lit a fire and added firewood, and did these things handy, as comfortable as flowing water, and looked at Qianqian stunned, standing aside and not knowing how to intervene to help.

The fire that overflowed from the stove was imprinted on his face, red and fluttering like a blooming peach blossom, and he blew into his belly, his cheeks bulging slightly. Qianqian squeezed over and squatted with him, holding her cheeks with her hands and admiring her tone: "Little monk, how can you do anything?" ”

Miao Fan picked up the firewood in the stove with tongs, stared at it motionlessly, and said: "When I was a child, in Kinkakuji Temple, it was the master who cooked and I helped, and then the master was old, and I cooked." I don't know if it's smoked, his eyes are red.

Qianqian leaned on his shoulder, he didn't refuse, just listened to her: "You are so good, at least the master cooks for you, accompanies you, and raises you, I have always been alone when I was a child." ”

The first time he heard her talk about the past, he was surprised: "Alone? Isn't Master Lu your uncle? And Brother Piao and Miss Xiaohe are your relatives. ”

"They only met me later, and everyone thought they were quite compatible, so they lived together, not real relatives." Qianqian said with some sadness, hugged his arm, "For a long time, I have been alone, eating alone, sleeping alone, inns, restaurants, restaurants, foot shops, restaurants, are my home." ”

In her childhood, she was clothed and fed, how did the young lady of the rich and noble family know the hardships of firewood, rice, oil and salt? Later, she was in trouble, and gradually embarked on this road with her cleverness, and the whole person was like duckweed, an orphan girl wandering alone in the rivers and lakes, where would she want to settle down a home.

"Qianqian, where is your family?" Miao Fan felt a little sorry for her like this, she was lonely and miserable, and she looked very pitiful.

Qianqian looked confused and shook her head: "They are all dead, so leave me alone." ”

"After Master's death, I am also a person."

Miao Fan gave birth to a feeling that he was also a fallen person at the end of the world, and he became more and more connected with her. He opened his arms and silently took her into his arms, and whispered, "We will not be alone in the future." ”

Qianqian raised her eyes and saw that his eyes were solemn, as if she was talking about a very important decision, she blinked: "It's not a person, what do you mean?" ”

His cheeks were still glowing red, he turned his face and lowered his eyes slightly, looked into her eyes and said word by word: "I will accompany you in the future, and I will not let you be alone." ”

She has heard many love words, all of which are touching to the bottom of her heart, but only this one sentence fell into her heart like a stone falling into the water and sank to the deepest place.

She looked at him stupidly, fell into his eyes, and could no longer escape.

Qianqian closed her eyes and raised her head close to his lips: "Words count, you can't leave me, not for the rest of your life." ”

His lips were warm, he didn't run away from refusal, and he closed his graceful eyes and gave her back what she wanted.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, and it is difficult to separate.

"I swear to Shakyamuni...... Forever. ”

I am too short, and his promise is eternal, from this moment to the end of endless time.

That night, the people ate a burnt meal.

After they moved out of the inn, the vacated room was naturally given to Qin Sheng and a few people, and on this day, Miao Fan was at home to read the book, and Feng Sheng came to the door.

Miao Fan was a little surprised when he saw him: "Feng Gongzi? ”

Feng Sheng looked at the small mansion, which was elegant and beautiful, and estimated that it would cost hundreds of taels of silver. He smiled and hugged his hands and said, "Little brother took the liberty of disturbing it." ”

"Please come in." Miao Fan invited him into the house and made him a cup of tea, "Feng Gongzi came, what is the matter?" ”

Feng Sheng didn't say a word, looked around vigilantly, and was sure that there was no one else, so he mysteriously explained his intentions: "I have a good deed, and I came to inform Brother Tan." ”

Miao Fan was stunned: "What's a good thing?" ”

"This time, the chief examiner of Qiuyu, have you heard of Xu Langzhong, the official of the ceremony? Three days later, it is the 70th birthday of the old lady of the Xu family, and the Xu Mansion invites guests, is Brother Tan interested in going with me to celebrate her birthday? ”

"I don't know the Xu family, and they didn't invite me...... Why do you want to celebrate your birthday? Miao Fan began to be stunned again.

Feng Sheng saw that he was so unsophisticated, so he was so anxious that he patted his thigh: "Oh, this is a good opportunity to talk to Master Xu, and if he can mention a thing or two, many people can't even dream of it!" The birthday banquet invitation of the Xu Mansion has been fried to three hundred taels, if you are interested, Brother Tan, let's buy one together. ”

Miao Fan finally reacted and shook his head resolutely: "Don't go." ”

Feng Sheng thought that he was just a little dull, but he didn't expect to be so stunned, three hundred taels is not a small amount, Qin Sheng can't take it, and Li Sheng has a lonely personality, so he found Miao Fan. Feng Sheng did not give up, and persuaded: "Brother Tan, listen to me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if Lord Xu looks at you and me differently, high school will soar in the future......"

The more Miao Fan listened, the more he disliked it, his brows furrowed tightly, and he suddenly stood up and opened his mouth to send off the guests: "Feng Gongzi, please." ”

Feng Sheng was stunned for a moment, almost unable to believe that he was driving himself away like this, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Miao Fan was not smiling or angry, with a face that had no desire or desire, but his tone was very resolute. Feng Sheng felt embarrassed, got up with a red face, and was a little angry: "Farewell!" ”

wasted his kindness, stunned! People like him, even if they are in high school, they can't get along in officialdom!

Feng angrily threw his sleeves and left, stepping out of the door and almost bumping into someone. He hurriedly raised his eyes, and it turned out to be the beautiful little woman.

Feng Sheng restrained his anger a little, and gave up his hand sloppily: "I've seen the lady." ”

"The slave family has seen Feng Gongzi." Qianqian smiled very sweetly, her eyes were shining and graceful, "Xufu's birthday banquet invitation, can you really buy it?" ”

Feng Sheng naturally wanted to be heroic in front of the beauties, patting his chest and packing the ticket: "Of course! ”

"The slave family will discuss with you, buy the invitation and count me as a copy, how about it?" `P`*WXC`P``P`*WXC`P`

The author has something to say: here I borrow the painting of Saint Wu Daoxuan, and this article is empty.

Recently, the crackdown has been severed, and the old text has been locked up a lot, and the new article will continue to be updated here, but the plot you want to see is postponed...... Everyone knows, you can't even have kiss, and the little ambiguity in the previous chapter was actually ordered to be rectified. Uncle Wine is speechless!

The little peacock is also going to be suspended.,The plot I envisioned can't be written now.,It's about to end.,If you just want an ending.,I can give ...... But I don't think everyone will be satisfied, and neither will I be satisfied. Let me think again and try to be as successful as possible.

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