Baoyu Courtyard.

Outside the courtyard gate, a group of more than a dozen people stood in front of the door with glass wind lanterns and gently slammed the door.

After the little girl in Baoyu Courtyard opened the door, she was pleasantly surprised: "Ouch! The girls are coming! ”

Even Hui Xiang knew that Baoyu and the girls had lost their temper and were sullen in the past two days, and they were all cautious when they were reminded by Sister Hua.

At this time, seeing that the girls took the initiative to come to the door, is there any reason not to be surprised?

After the group entered the door, the accompanying maids and grandmothers all went to Baoxia to drink tea and wait.

Yingchun, Baochai, Daiyu, Tanchun, and Xichun were led in by Musk Yue, who rushed to hear the sound, but went directly to the study.

"Second Master Bao and Third Master Cong are in the study."

Yingchun said with a smile: "Brother Bao went to the study, it's strange today." ”

Tanchun smiled and said: "Those who are close to Zhu are red." ”

Everyone laughed, and at the door, they met the attacker who came out of the tea from inside.

The attacker had a supple face, and when he saw several girls, he smiled and said hello.

Especially when I saw Lin Daiyu, I was annoyed again and again.

After handing over the tea tray to Musk Yue, he personally led everyone in......

Inside, Jia Cong and Baoyu didn't get up to greet everyone when they saw everyone entering.

Baoyu was sitting there precariously, looking at Jia Cong with a solemn face.

Jia Cong didn't have an easy ......

Everyone looked at each other when they saw it, and they raised their hearts, thinking that there was some contradiction again.

However, when they saw Jia Cong suddenly pick up the drawing board on the table, Yingchun, Tanchun and others, who had already painted portraits, were stunned and laughed.

Originally, Baoyu didn't like Jia Cong very much, so even though the sisters painted more, he didn't want to paint.

He doesn't paint, and it's not easy to paint even with Daiyu.

Unexpectedly, Baoyu, who blamed Daiyu for changing her mind when she was noisy in the past, now secretly asked Jia Cong to draw a portrait.

Yingchun, Tanchun and others knew this, and naturally couldn't help laughing.

Daiyu looked at Baoyu with a smile and a smile that had turned red into a shrimp crawler......

Baochai persuaded: "Okay, okay, now that the two brothers are close, it's a good thing." If you laugh at him again, it's not beautiful. ”

Yingchun Tanchun and the others stopped laughing, and Daiyu sneered again.

Baoyu's heart trembled when she heard this, and she said weakly: "It's Jia Cong who has to draw it for me......"

While signaling Jia Cong with his eyes, he covered him.

Jia Cong didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Yes, Baoyu has a big face, I think I have to paint a good painting for him......"

"Poof!"

But Baoyu couldn't hold it anymore, burst out laughing, picked up the teacup on the small table next to him and made a gesture to smash it.

Daiyu, Baochai, Tanchun and others even laughed and bent over, and their tears were about to burst into laughter.

Jia Cong's sketches are extremely fast, and he is done with dozens of strokes.

Everyone gathered around to take a look, but saw a lively Baoyu sitting there, with a simple and harmless face......

After painting, Jia Cong met with the older Yingchun and Baochai, and said to Daiyu: "Draw a picture for you too?" ”

Daiyu snorted and said, "I don't draw ......."

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "If you really don't want to?" After tomorrow, I will study behind closed doors, and I will not go out until after autumn. After the autumn, you may have to go on a study tour...... It will be two or three years later. Hmmm......"

Before Jia Cong finished speaking, he saw Daiyu with a small face, and walked to the chair opposite, and said seriously: "Well, since it is a piece of kindness from the third brother, I will paint it." ”

Jia Cong smiled, didn't say anything, picked up the brush and sketched again.

When looking at the "model", it was inevitable that they would look at each other, and they saw a flush flying on Dai Yuqiao's face from time to time.

Baoyu on the side was frightened, but fortunately, Jia Cong painted the portrait very quickly.

Everyone stood behind Jia Cong, and saw the portraits active on the paper, as if they were alive.

The two bends seem to be frowning and not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy. The state is full of sorrows, and the disease of the whole body.

The tears are dotted, and the mouth is lightly opened, as if there is a slight pant.

Demure like a beautiful flower shining on the water, smart like a winter spring clear stream.

The heart is more than the dry, and the disease is like Xizi winning three points.

This is a rare ......

Jia Cong seemed to be very satisfied with what he painted, looked at it carefully, and smiled at Daiyu, who came with a red face: "Sister Lin is better than Baoyusheng, and her paintings are also beautiful." ”

There was a kind laugh around, and Baoyu smiled: "I naturally can't compare to Sister Lin." ”

Daiyu took out the note, glanced at Jia Cong angrily, and then looked down, she was stunned......

The peerless posture between the eyebrows and eyes, is it really her?

"Okay, Sister Lin can take it aside and enjoy it. Today, I was trapped here by an old lady and couldn't go back, and I couldn't read, so I just became a painter. Sisters, if you still want to draw, just sit on that chair. ”

Jia Cong didn't seem to know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, and when everyone was waiting for Daiyu, he drove people away.

Daiyu came back to her senses and glared at Jia Cong with fierce eyes.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "I don't want to draw you a picture anymore, a full-body portrait, just Sister Lin's current expression." ”

Daiyu stomped her feet angrily when she heard this, and said in shame: "The third brother is not a good person!" ”

Jia Cong made a gesture to lift the pen, but Daiyu couldn't hold back and quickly got out of the way.

It is rare to see Lin Daiyu suffer, and Tanchun and the others all clapped and laughed happily.

Baoyu looked at Daiyu with deep meaning in her eyes, pouting and smiling.

Daiyu snorted and ignored him, looking at Jia Cong's eyes, there was a difference in anger.

Jia Cong looked back at the circle and said, "Who is still coming?" Sister Bao? ”

Baochai looked quite shy, she had always been generous, but now she waved her hand and retreated.

She knew by herself, she knew that she had a strange irresistible feeling in her eyes at Jia Cong.

Daiyu blushed a few times, but if it was her, she was afraid that she would have to be soft on the chair......

So he excused himself again and again: "I don't love these, so let's come somebody." ”

Jia Cong smiled: "That's it, I'll try to draw it, Sister Bao doesn't have to sit there." ”

After that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jia Cong picked up his pen and began to sketch.

In the quiet study, apart from the breathing of the people around him, there is only the sound of pen and paper rubbing.

Seeing the depiction of Baochai's head, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

I saw a pair of shy apricot eyes, affectionate and rhymed.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved, and they are affectionate and gentle.

painted Baochai Suri's demeanor to the bone, and she was shy and surprised when she saw it herself.

However, it was because she was standing, so Jia Cong painted a full-body portrait with her.

After the head is drawn, it extends downward.

The neck is covered by the neckline of the placket, and the exquisite lotus pattern is carefully drawn.

When everyone saw this, several pairs of eyes looked at Baochai's neckline in an instant.

Seeing that it is really a lotus pattern, all of them have strange faces.

Daiyu even made fun of Baochai with a sarcastic gaze unabashedly, and Baochai's snow-white face was full of clouds.

At this time, he no longer showed weakness, and said to Daiyu: "You are better than me?" Brother Cong even painted your sickness. ”

When Daiyu heard this, she snorted, but she stopped talking after all.

Sickness is not a derogatory term in this era, it is interesting to say, at this time, women are beautiful with "sick bodies".

Xizi holds her heart, it is precisely because she has a heart disease, so she is sick as Xizi said.

Jia Cong can paint Daiyu like that, which shows that there is an image of her in his heart.

This feeling is indeed delicate......

But then, all the sisters stared at each other, and Baochai was even more ashamed to find a crack to hide in, so she stepped forward in a panic to block the drawing paper, and said in shame: "Stop drawing!" ”

"Poof!"

Daiyu seemed to have finally raised her eyebrows, her eyes were bent into crescents, and she covered her mouth with a red face and giggled.

Welcoming the spring, exploring the spring, and cherishing the spring also blushed, shyly and snickering.

Jia Cong inexplicably looked at Baochai who stretched out his hand from behind and blocked the drawing board.

For the first time, the two of them were so close that they could breathe a lot.

When the four eyes met, Jia Cong could feel the body of Baochai pressing behind him, trembling slightly, touching people......

However, Jia Cong didn't think much about it, but looked at Baochai who was blushing and said strangely: "Sister Bao, but what's wrong?" ”

He really didn't know what was wrong......

Baochai really didn't know what to say, only put away the unfinished painting paper with trembling hands, looked at Jia Cong's ignorant eyes, "oops", stomped his feet, and left with infinite shyness.

Yingchun, Tanchun, and Daiyu also blushed and left with a smile.

However, Xichun is still young, and recently read a lot of books about ink painting, and giggled: "Third brother, although you draw a full-body portrait, you should draw Sister Bao's right hand, so that you can block the front......"

Although Xichun was small, he also knew how to be shy, so he compared his hand to Jia Cong's chest, and then giggled and ran away.

When Jia Cong heard this, he suddenly realized, slapped his forehead, and said with annoyance: "My brain, isn't it confused?" ”

Only then did he remember that in ancient times, even if a close-up portrait was painted, more women were painted holding a handkerchief in front of their chests, and the wide sleeved robes were enough to block the wonderful scenery on their chests.

Even if you don't raise your hand and put it on your chest, you will never draw it in such detail.

Sketchable ...... The image that pursues the ultimate realism.

If it is changed to Lin Daiyu, this little girl's chest will not rise and fall......

However, Baochai's body is a little plump, she is fourteen years old this year, and her chest has become a mountain.

Although Jia Cong had only just drawn a curvature, it was enough to remind people of what he was drawing, and the strange Dao Baochai almost fell on his shoulder in shame......

Thinking of this, Jia Cong scratched his head helplessly, looked at Baoyu, who was gloating, and snickered: "Baoyu, do you have any ears in the house?" If there is, the old lady will call me again in a moment to teach me a lesson. I only blame you......"

Baoyu said angrily: "Mention this stubble again, Mama Li sued you, and it was not assigned by me." Now Mama Li is unlucky, only happy people in my house, who will be angry for her? She also scolded and cried before, I don't believe you asked about the attacker. ”

Seeing that he was serious, Jia Cong laughed and said, "You are not interesting at all, what are you explaining so seriously when you make a joke?" ”

As he spoke, Jia Cong clasped his hands behind his head, raised his head and said, "I'm just worrying, how to explain to Sister Bao and the sisters." They don't think I'm a frivolous prodigal, do they? It's so wronged. ”

Watching Jia Cong's actions, Baoyu and the attackers both felt so chic, without a trace of restraint and tackiness.

Listening to his words again, I thought it was funny.

The attacker smiled and comforted: "The third master can rest assured, it's just a misunderstanding, who will take it seriously?" Ming'er will be fine. ”

When Jia Cong heard this, he glanced at her and said with a smile: "I hope so." ”

……

Pingkang Fang, Guixiang Garden.

As one of the 72 families in Pingkangfang, Guixiangyuan is well-known.

There are 80 beautiful prostitutes, 17 famous prostitutes, and the Oiran Ju Niang is even more famous in Beijing.

How many princes and grandsons can't ask for it, just if they want to meet, they have to make an appointment in advance.

Under the pursuit of everyone, although Ju Niang is an oiran, she is as noble as a fairy in the Moon Palace, and few people dare to be abrupt.

Let's not talk about the extremely hard backstage of Guixiangyuan, just say that the many kings and grandsons who pursue Ju Niang, if they lose the face of Ju Niang, won't they also lose the face of those nobles?

In this way, although Guixiangyuan is a place of fireworks, it is more peaceful than an ordinary and serious place, and no one dares to make trouble and play drunk.

But I didn't want to, but today there was a disaster......

"Huh? This military master, what are you...... Ouch! ”

Before the turtle who greeted the guests in front of the hall finished speaking, he was whipped in the face by a horse whip and fell to the ground screaming.

This sudden change made the originally lively Guixiang Garden quiet.

Those who can enter this door are either rich or expensive.

Looking at the young people who stepped on the footsteps of "kicking", there were also sons and brothers who wanted to uphold justice.

It's just that as soon as he got together, he was desperately pulled and gagged by the person next to him, and whispered a few words in his ear, and the boy's face turned pale, and he didn't want to be strong in front of the beauty anymore.

Sister Bustard rushed to hear the news, but before she stepped forward, she was forced away by the young man's guards with a knife.

Sister Hua has always been exquisite, but now looking at the momentum of the strong dragon crossing the river, although she hates it to death, she doesn't dare to speak casually.

She recognized this person, Rao is Guixiangyuan backstage is extremely hard, but this drunken master, if he really wants to cut her with a knife, the proprietor behind her can't do anything with this.

This master dared to play a martial arts sword soldier with another master in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate of the Imperial City, as if he was at war, and even the Imperial Forest Army was alarmed, and in the end, wouldn't it be safe?

She could only compensate for the pitiful smile, and only begged this master not to go crazy here.

If you really want to kill it, the century-old signboard of Guixiangyuan will be finished.

The competition between the green buildings is also extremely fierce......

However, the more I prayed, the more things went against me.

I saw that the young man in the bright light armor walked upstairs step by step.

Upstairs are full of prostitutes, real cash cows.

The identities and status of the benefactors are naturally different.

However, when he reached the second floor, the young man still did not stop, and walked to the third floor in a bright way.

At this moment, Sister Hua couldn't stand still, even if there were armored soldiers holding swords against her, she still said with a disgraced face: "Lord Shizi, you can't go upstairs!" ”

The famous prostitute on the second floor is a cash cow, and the Ju Niang on the third floor is the gold cave.

If there is an accident on the second floor, she can still find some excuses, but if Ju Niang loses, even if she can survive now, she will be dismantled by the owner tomorrow.

It's just that the young man upstairs didn't hear her words, but his footsteps didn't even pause, and went upstairs.

Sister Hua's face turned pale, and when she saw that the master's entourage was only blocking her from stepping forward, and did not stop her from going backwards, she hurriedly walked to the back, found a little girl, and asked him to move the rescuers quickly.

However, before the little girl went out, she heard a miserable howl and angry scolding from the third floor:

"Which king is the eight...... Ouch! Li Hu, are you fucking crazy? You're not me? I am...... Ouch! ”

"Stop, stop fighting, I'm ...... Ouch ......"

"Li Hu, I am the son of the king of Nan'an County, you dare to fight...... Ouch!! ”

"Brother Li, Uncle Li, Grandpa Li, Ancestor Li ......"

"If you have something to say, don't fight, don't fight...... Ouch! ”

After the half-pillar of incense, the Guixiang Garden became more and more quiet, many prostitutes lost their faces, and the voice from the third floor became weaker and weaker.

At this time, a deep and powerful voice was heard: "Shang Ming, people must be self-aware."

You don't pee to take care of your own virtue, do you deserve to worry about what you shouldn't be worried about?

Lao Tzu's name is Li Hu, and you know him.

I heard that your concubine Niangniang hates the children of the family to visit the Qinglou, and today Lao Tzu is going back to Heiliao overnight, and I happened to pass by and heard that you are inside, so I will discipline you for your ancestors.

If you are not satisfied, just go to Heiliao to find your Grandpa Li.

Between the white mountains and black waters, we see the real chapter with real knives and real guns.

Bah! Pickle stuff! ”

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PS: There may be a change today, because there is still an uncle's house to leave, the last one. The daughter of a cousin in my uncle's family, who gave birth this year. Let's talk about it, what kind of age am I, laughing miserably......