Fifteen years later.

The streets are full of people, and the cries of hawkers rise and fall with each other. I saw a jade boy on the street holding a folding fan, swaying lightly, and his hair was flying. The corners of his mouth are smiling, his eyes are bright, and his every gesture reveals everyone's demeanor.

The man was followed by two men, one in blue and the other in black. If you look closely, it is exactly the same as the birth.

"Wei Sheng, what's so fun about this Qingqi?"

The man raised his eyebrows, looked at the man in blue behind him, and saw that Wei Sheng in blue lowered his head slightly, "Back to the little marquis, this Qingqi is the hometown of calligraphy and painting, and it is famous in the Jiangnan area." ”

The man's face changed in an instant, he closed the folding fan, and smashed it at the blue-clothed Wei Sheng with a "snap", "How many times have I told you, call me young master!" Don't call the little marquis. ”

Wei Sheng's face was slightly red, and he responded, "Yes." ”

The man in black on the side was indifferent, Wei Sheng was his twin brother, lively, different from his dullness, but he was not as smart as he was.

Thinking of this, the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth hooked up a smile, "Childe, Wei Qin visited the kiln a few days ago, and he was very skewed at that card." ”

Sima Ming narrowed his eyes, his eyes couldn't stop looking at Wei Qin, who had a serious face, and then he quipped in a loud voice, "Why don't you find a good girl and marry you?" ”

It's a good thing, it was a joke about Wei Qin, and he even took it and got himself into it. Little Hou Ye, we are still young, and we are not in a hurry to get married~

Wei Sheng looked at Sima Ming with a sad face. There is no meaning written in his eyes, but how can Sima Ming make them happy so easily? After all, he is a good master~

Thinking about it, Sima Ming laughed and left leisurely with a folding fan.

Wei Qin, who was on the spot, spit out a sentence of "deserved" and chased after him.

At an angle that Wei Sheng couldn't see, his face was quietly red.

Wei Sheng, who was left behind, was embarrassed, why was he the one who was injured every time.

The sun hung warmly in the sky, and the refracted sunlight sprinkled on people. Lukewarm, Sima Ming squinted happily and said, "The new store is open, and all calligraphy and paintings start at half price." Sima Ming looked at the small shop in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the words "hometown of calligraphy and painting", and immediately lifted the hem of his clothes and stepped up the steps.

"Shopkeeper, can there be good calligraphy and painting in this painting and calligraphy building?"

Before Sima Ming could speak, Wei Sheng asked behind him, causing Sima Ming to squint for a while, "Wei Sheng, who is the master?" ”

The serious appearance frightened Wei Sheng to kneel, "Naturally, it's a child." ”

"Then be obedient and drink with your grandfather." His chin was picked up by Sima Ming with a folding fan, his face was peach, his eyes were round, he saw Sima Ming's face full of smiles, and sighed slightly in his heart, the little marquis pretended to be angry like this, as a guard, he suffered from these knees, but he couldn't control his mouth.

A farce often appears among the three of them, Wei Qin is used to it, he has told Wei Sheng in private more than once, whoever puts the little marquis first, who makes Wei Sheng too stupid, he can't remember it every time, and he suffers every time.

As an older brother, there's only so much you can do.

Fortunately, the little marquis was reasonable and did not give them the death penalty.

As if he could see what Wei Qin was thinking, Sima Ming, who stepped into front of the calligraphy and painting, said loudly, "The death penalty can be avoided." There is no escaping the crime, so find a way to get punished. ”

Wei Sheng smiled bitterly on the spot, his master is always so naughty, and he has to think of it because he thinks of it.

"Guest officer, the shop has not officially opened yet, please stop."

Sima Ming frowned, "It's written outside that a new store is opening." ”

"Childe doesn't know, the opening of the new store of this calligraphy and painting building is to notify early, and the general 'new store opening' will be officially opened half a month later.

"Isn't this painting for sale?"

Sima Ming picked up a painting and asked, only to see the painting in his hand, the landscape is clearly organized, heavily rendered, there are green trees and birds in the mountain, it seems to soar for nine days, a grand plan. The water meanders down the cliff, forming a river, the river water is clear, the fish are happy, and there is a lot of grass growing on the riverside, which is more and more beautiful to line the painting. I couldn't help but groan,

Steep rocks and steep trees stretch,

Birds and animals are not afraid of the cold.

The mountain flows straight down the river,

Swimming fish swim freely in the water.

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically, "Childe has good eyesight, this is made by Cangxuan, the owner of the "southeast tilt". ”

"Southeast leaning?"

"It's Xiaolou." The shopkeeper said, "But this painting is not for sale, please find another one." ”

"Aren't you for sale?" Sima Ming lowered his eyes, and his essence flashed, "Ask your master to come to see me." ”

In this way, after negotiating with the owner, the painting will be included in the bag.

"This..."

"Huh?" Sima Ming's eyes closed slightly, as if he was thinking about how to get this painting.

"Childe, this painting is not made by a celebrity, if you want it to be the same, let's go." Wei Sheng couldn't help but talk a lot on the side.

"No, my son has to get this painting today." Her chin was raised, her lips were pursed, and she Sima Ming had nothing to get from birth to now.

Just a painting, she is bound to get it.

"Hehe, Childe has a good tone, but I don't know, if the master doesn't sell it, what will Childe do?"

A nice male voice sounded behind him, and Sima Ming turned around when he heard it.

The sunlight poured down the doorway, and the man stood in front of the door, casting a shadow on the ground. The man with the light on his back walked slowly, and when he walked in, Sima Ming saw his appearance clearly.

The bladed sword eyebrows are no better than his bright eyes and bright teeth. There was no warmth in the man's eyes, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he opened his mouth and said, "What does Childe want to do?" ”

"Haha" Sima Ming snorted, folding the fan lightly, "Since I was born, there is nothing that I can't get now." Without a response from the man, Sima Ming couldn't help frowning and continued, "This is not your painting, what are you meddling in?" ”

"Even if not, you want to take it?" The man narrowed his eyes, covering the coldness under his eyes, and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

Sima Mingtian was not afraid, and he threw the picture scroll at the moment, rolled up his sleeves, "Good boy, your mother didn't teach you, don't you take care of your own affairs?" What do you care so much about? Eh, if you drive the 'southeast tilt', then I have nothing to say, but no, it doesn't mean that this painting was not painted by you! It's not you who drew it, what are you yelling about! ”

"My mother pulled you up with a handful of and urine, so you should stay at home and be filial to her, before and after the saddle, instead of going out and meddling like now."

"Do you think that if you are wearing a fancy dress and have a cold face, this son is afraid of you? Tell you, this son is not afraid of anything! If you have the ability, you can draw a sub-painting, and my son is buying it at a high price?! ”

"Heh, sneer, I will too. You're shaking the folding fan, it's a copy of Ben Gongzi. ”

Sima Ming pointed his finger at the man's shoulder, and after finishing speaking, his finger was also lowered. Ignoring the man's gloomy face, he turned around and planned to continue to communicate with the shopkeeper about selling paintings, but he saw the shopkeeper's face stunned.