Seeing this, some officials already showed disdainful eyes. Yuan Zhenxuan said with a smile: "It turns out that this drunk ten miles will also do what he likes." I know that the old man likes Wenmo. It's just that today is Li Guogong's canonization banquet, which seems a little inappropriate. ”

The things Zhang Xiu'er was holding in her hand were very common, and the white jade used in that picture scroll was not very unusual.

Seeing this, Ying Niang was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "It's just some gadgets, we have specially prepared two pieces, one for Li Guogong and one for Lao Guogong, with different meanings." ”

As she spoke, Sakura Niang ordered the maids on the side to take the scrolls and unfold them one by one, and an elegant and moving cold fragrance instantly came out of the painting. In the ink painting, surrounded by green mountains in the distance, and pavilions nearby, the torrential rain breaks through the clouds, weakening the plantain and begonia beside the path.

"Gray clouds gather, the four seasons are impermanent, the autumn rain enters, and the river ponders. The singing of the building comes from a high place, and the mountains and rivers are white. Eight hundred miles of Pingchuan East Road, west down Changlin to the north. Outside the high walls, the drums of war are beating, and the wind is coming. The only one travels thousands of miles, and the world returns to his ancestors. ”

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the painting, and then looked at the inscription on the side.

This poem is accompanied by these words, which makes people's blood boil, as if they are on the top of a high mountain or a huge wave. The mood is surging, open and natural.

Coupled with this cold fragrance coming from nowhere, it instantly makes people feel like they are there.

Seeing that everyone was instantly attracted by the painting, Sakura Niang hurriedly said: "This painting is called "Wind and Rain Hundred Scenes", which uses the new tone of wind and rain ink for ten miles, the taste is cold, you can concentrate your breath, and you can calm down and think about it. Lao Guogong worked hard and worked hard, and he was born and died countless times for Yuan Ling. The proprietor said that this poem could not write one-ten-thousandth of your great deeds, and could only be regarded as a sacrifice of ugliness. ”

After speaking, Sakura Niang ordered someone to collect the scroll, and from the red brocade box on the other side, she took out a piece of white water silk satin and opened it.

Everyone only smelled a refreshing, exciting fragrance that came slowly. Rich but not greasy. There seems to be a little bit of elegance.

Looking at the silk again, there is a strong and vigorous reddish-brown horse. The horse's eyes are sharp, and the mane of the horse's tail flutters wantonly in the wind. The horses are surrounded by clusters of flowers, peonies, peonies, and golden cinnamon azaleas. Obviously, all kinds of colors are mixed together, but they are not at all gaudy, but you can see a faint fluorescence on the picture scroll. Vivid and lifelike.

"The early horse entered the market and entered the stage late, and the green skulls and golden brocade clothes returned. A hundred flowers compete for beauty, and one branch stands alone to suppress the public. The sound of hundreds of arrows is like the wind, blowing whiskers and breaking drums and fighting flags. Once the frightened bird loops, I can also do it in the spring mountains. Towards the future, the future wishes, the eternal ancient door spin. ”

Everyone was fascinated by it, and the poem was written with high spirits and full of praise. It is very close to this painting.

Ying Niang continued: "Li Guogong learned to be rich and had five cars, which is admired by my generation, and now he has inherited his ancestors. He is also a big man who is respected by my generation. Today is the day of Li Guogong's canonization, and all the wishes are in the poem, congratulating Li Guogong on his success. ”

After speaking, Mo Yanxi pointed to the painting scroll, and said: "This painting and poem are also drunk ten miles of newly blended flower ink, its flavor is rich and lingering, and the aroma of green leaves neutralizes it, and mint and nepeta are added, which can remove fatigue and brighten the eyes and strengthen the mind." ”

Zhang Xiu'er saw that after Ying Niang finished speaking, she hurriedly made a color to the maid who was waiting on the side, and the maid immediately brought another tray over, among the mahogany trays, there were two jade boxes, one with a whole body of ink, and one with a blue body.

Sakura opened the two boxes, each containing a piece of pure black ink.

Everyone in the middle of the seat stared at the two pieces of incense and looked straight in the eyes. Even some young ladies are like that. With fragrance and luster, and such a delicate and pure ink, it is really unique and has never been seen before.

The old man beckoned the maid to take the ink, rubbed it in his hand for a long time, and then put it on the side of his nose and sniffed it, then nodded and motioned to Li Chengming to take a look.

Li Cheng wanted to take a closer look early in the morning, and looked left and right for a long time before he put it in satisfactorily.

Yuan Zhenxuan looked at it with a blank eye, couldn't help touching his nose, and asked, "This ink is really good?" Since it is a new drunk ten miles, after the banquet is over, I will also send some to the Luwang Mansion. ”

When Sakura Niang heard this, she hurriedly owed her body, and said respectfully: "Back to Your Highness, this ink is finely made, it consumes a lot of manpower, and the materials are rare. ”

When everyone heard this, they all let out a sigh of regret, Li Chengming saw this, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, who in this world doesn't like unique things, this Mo family is the first one, and there is no palace in it. It's a treasure found.

When Yuan Zhenxuan heard this, his face turned all over again, and he wanted to reprimand him out loud, but in front of everyone, he had to give up.

"This object is really rare and tight, I like it very much, and I have been drunk for ten miles."

Li Chengming couldn't hide the joy on his face, and praised again and again.

Seeing this, Sakura Niang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dare to ask which of your owners is, this painting is wanton, the charm is realistic, the poetry is extraordinary, and the words are extraordinary.

The old man squinted his eyes and touched the white beard in his hand and asked.

When Sakura Niang heard this, she said: "Our host is from Hejing, and I have liked poetry and literature since I was a child, but it's a pity that I am a woman." I can only write and draw by myself on weekdays. It's just a matter of cultivating sentiments. ”

Seeing that Ying Niang seemed to have something to hide in her words, the old prince only said a rough idea, so he didn't ask anymore, and only sighed: "This woman is extraordinary, tell your host, come to the Guogong Mansion for tea another day." Let me write that the old man will meet her too. ”

Sakura Niang respectfully responded one by one, and then retreated into the crowd.

Everyone was also interested in the owner who had never met in the drunken ten miles.

Yuan Zhenxuan glanced obliquely at Li Mengyao, who was sitting in the seat with outstanding appearance, and then smiled: "Old Guogong, if you want to say that the dragon and phoenix among people, don't you have to be worthy of your granddaughter, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything, and extraordinary bearing." I look at the world, she is the only woman like this. ”

When the old prince heard this, his expression changed, and when he saw Yuan Zhenxuan's eyes staring straight at Li Mengyao, he didn't like it in his heart, and then looked at Mo Fulin and said: "Your Royal Highness is really a false praise, I heard that Miss Yan in Prime Minister Mo's family is a modern and ancient thing, she looks like a fairy, she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is a talented woman who is well-versed in ancient and modern times. ”

Li Mengyao listened underground, his face changed, and then he smiled: "The sister of the Mo family is naturally one in a million beauties, and she knows a lot of things, I can't compare, but it's a pity that Sister Mo doesn't go out much, and His Royal Highness hasn't seen it." Otherwise, it will definitely feel that it is the color of the country and the city. ”

Seeing this, Yuan Zhenxuan frowned and pondered, he had also heard of the daughter of the Mo family, when he saw it, he was still a child, and now that so many years have passed, he has not paid attention to it, and he has only heard that people in the world say that she and Li Mengyao are called Yuan Ling.

"The daughter of Prime Minister Mo's family is really so good, even Miss Li praised her like this!"

Yuan Zhenxuan turned his gaze to Mo Fulin. The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Mo Fulin got up and said, "There is indeed a daughter in the family, but the world is too ridiculous, Youxi is just an ordinary woman, and she is just a little more beautiful." ”

When Shangshu Lord Qiao Kun heard this, he smiled and said: "Prime Minister Mo Cheng is really modest, if your daughter is also an ordinary person, then the women in the entire Wenxi City are afraid that they can't even be called ordinary." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yuan Zhenxuan was even more curious, and as for the other officials in the seat, Mrs. and Miss, they all had blue faces.

Seeing this, Qiao Kun finally realized that he had said the wrong thing, scratched his head, and said embarrassedly: "I mean Miss Mo is really too good, definitely comparable to the immortal." Of course... Our Yuanling women are colorful, and no one is bad. ”

When Yuan Zhenxuan heard this, he touched his chin and said, "Prime Minister, I may not have been to the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time, but recently Lao Jiu came back and brought a lot of good things, I asked you for some, and after two days, I will send it to you?" ”

Mo Fulin's face was not good, but because of his identity, he still responded.

By the time it was time to get dark. Mo Yanxi put on a cloak and stood at the door of the Mo Mansion waiting.

The red lanterns stood out in the dark night, and when the wind blew, the lanterns swayed, and the shadows on the ground swayed.

Nan Ke rubbed his hands and muttered, "Why don't you wait in the house, it's so cold outside." ”

Mo Yanxi didn't move, staring straight at the alley like a dead tree.

"I want to see her come back."

"What's on your mind? Today, I saw that you have been restless all day. ”

Nan Ke rubbed his ears again, staring at Mo Yanxi's emaciated back and said.

Mo Yanxi sighed: "It's getting closer and closer, and I feel that the hatred in my heart is getting clearer and clearer, I used to think that time was too long ago and I would forget it." ”

Nan Ke saw that Mo Yanxi's voice was trembling a little, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What are you hating?" ”

"It's a long story, I'll tell you in a few days."

As he spoke, a carriage drove in from the entrance of the alley, and Mo Yanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of horses' hooves.

In the Yan'an Hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mo Fulin slapped the table with anger in his eyes, and scolded: "It's really cunning!" I'm afraid that the six princes will stare at their precious daughter and hit us with the idea, it's a fool's dream! ”

Mo Youxi sat on the chair obliquely, playing with a red plum beside him, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, it's just a gentleman, you don't know about him, look at Hang'er Langdang, it's still a little useful, otherwise... How could King Cheng'an leave him in the palace. ”