Bi Maokang, the word Menghou, the eastern suburbs, the weak crown is the ancient rhetoric, good at painting landscapes, Wang Wei Fuchun's brushwork, Shao Situ Fang Hongjing, Shao Sima Wang Daokun, and Shaofu Xu Guo are different at first sight, and they are introduced as friends who forget their years.

Zhang Bin obviously thought too much, he only knew that Bi Maokang was an expert in weapons, but he didn't know that Bi Maokang was actually a famous painter, and he was still 108,000 miles behind his painting skills compared with others, not to mention painting landscapes, even if he painted flowers and plants, Bi Maokang was much better than him.

Zhang Bin is stumbling here, and it is difficult to move the pen, but Bi Maokang is a dragon and snake on his side, and he is free to sway.

As soon as the painting came out, Zhang Bin worked hard for half a day to paint a hill, a wisp of mountain spring, and a few clouds.

As for the artistic conception, there is no such thing as a formal painting, without any charm.

Bi Maokang is different, he paints a picture of a mountain dwelling, with small bridges and flowing water, high mountains and valleys and cliffs, which are vivid in his brush, and people can't help but want to enter the painting to enjoy the leisurely mountain dwelling life.

Zhang Bin looked at his clumsy work, and then looked at Bi Maokang's painting, and couldn't help but blush, people are obviously masters among masters, and they still want to make people's homes, I really don't know how thick the sky is!

Bi Maokang naturally didn't know what Zhang Bin was thinking, he looked at Zhang Bin's "masterpiece", and then looked at Zhang Bin's expression, and hurriedly comforted: "Brother Xian, your basic skills are still quite solid, and over time, you will become a great tool." ”

When Zhang Bin heard this, he said embarrassedly: "In the future, I will ask Brother Meng Hou for more guidance." ”

Bi Maokang hurriedly nodded and said: "What do you and my brother still say, if you are interested, just come to me, let's learn together." ”

At this time, the other two seemed to be finished, Li Wanjun's piano sound gradually stopped, and the four maids hurriedly picked up the paintings of Zhang Bin and others and sent them to her one by one.

Li Wanjun put the paintings of the four in front of the oil lamp and looked at them carefully, and then asked a maid to go out and ask something, then got up and saluted: "It's late at night, Li Gongzi, Wang Gongzi, go back early to rest, if he has leisure in the future, I hope the two sons will not hesitate to give advice, today, the slave family wants to ask Mr. Bi and Zhang Gongzi to stay and give advice." ”

These words are obviously telling that Li Gongzi and Wang Gongzi, next time I have time, I will serve you, today, I will serve others first.

However, her latter words are a bit unusual.

What does it mean that the slave family wants to ask Mr. Bi and Zhang Gongzi to stay for guidance, and keep two guests, does she want to eat all?

When Zhang Bin heard this, he suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, so what Li Gongzi and Wang Gongzi glanced at the three of them like monsters, shook their heads and left, only the old god Bi Maokang was kneeling and sitting there, sipping wine and eating peanuts, very comfortable.

When Li Gongzi and Wang Gongzi walked out of the door, Li Wanjun immediately walked out from behind the tulle and said to Bi Maokang: "I don't know if it is Mr. Dongjiao, a famous man from Huizhou, who is coming, the slave family was really lazy before, and I hope Mr. Haihan." ”

Bi Maokang pretended to be a celebrity at this time, put down the wine glass, and said lightly: "Miss Wanjun is too famous, and the celebrity doesn't dare to be a celebrity, but she just knows a little bit about painting skills, if the girl is interested, we can learn from each other." ”

When Zhang Bin heard this, he fainted at the wrong point, and he just looked like he was giving the soul and the soul, but he was pretending to be sanctimonious at this time, is it necessary to do this?

Unexpectedly, Li Wanjun still ate this set, she was so excited that she pounced on it like a little girl, hugged Bi Maokang's arm and said excitedly: "Really, Mr. Dongjiao, the slave family has always wanted to find a famous teacher for guidance, and today finally got her wish." ”

Bi Maokang was hugged by this, and the hand holding the wine glass trembled obviously, but fortunately, he still remembered that there was a Zhang Bin next to him, so he couldn't help but put people down.

Zhang Bin is embarrassed, hey, hey, there are still people here, you are in the air, he couldn't help coughing, and reminded: "I don't know what advice Miss Wanjun has." ”

Li Wanjun only remembered that there was a Zhang Bin next to her, she quickly stood up and arched her hand: "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zhang Gongzi, I'm slacking, I don't know if Gongzi is really interested in Xiang, the tenth sister of the slave family?" ”

Shi Niang Li Xiangzhen, so coincidentally, was looking for her, but there were some things that had to be said to her alone, today Xu Fuyuan is here, naturally it is not good to go to her, is it possible that Xu Fuyuan and they are gone at this time?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bin said tentatively: "Miss Xiangzhen, doesn't she have a guest today?" ”

Li Wanjun shook his head and sighed: "Alas, my aunt, people are just talking about intimate words, she also has to collect twenty taels and one nights of entanglement, Xu Gongzi is afraid that he doesn't have so much money for recreation, so he sat for half an hour and left." ”

Sleep, just talk to someone all night, don't do anything, all 20 taels of silver, no wonder no one orders Li Xiangzhen, that old bustard is too greedy for money, why didn't she rob it!

However, I still have to pay for these twenty taels, otherwise, I really won't have a chance to talk to Li Xiangzhen alone.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bin pretended to have an excellent expression of soul teaching, and said obsessively: "Twenty taels of silver is trivial, just talk to Miss Xiangzhen." ”

When Li Wanjun heard this, he said excitedly: "Childe, please wait a moment, Dongmei, Dongmei, take Gongzi Zhang to Xiangzhen." ”

A little maid heard the sound and entered, walked up to Zhang Bin, bowed and saluted, "Zhang Gongzi, please." ”

Zhang Bin arched his hand at Bi Maokang and said with a smile: "Brother Menghou, the junior brother won't disturb your discussion, and I will leave." ”

When Bi Maokang heard this, he said angrily: "Hurry up and find your Xiangzhen girl." ”

Zhang Bin laughed out loud and walked out with the maid Dongmei.

At this time, many of these red-card girls have begun to learn from others, and the entire embroidery building sounded with an inexplicable voice, these are not ordinary Qinglou women, thinking of their beautiful appearance, Zhang Bin's heart couldn't help but stir.

Li Xiangzhen's room is still at the far right end of the second floor, this way over, but Zhang Bin is excited enough, he is making up the situation in each room, suddenly looked up, but found that outside the door of Li Xiangzhen's room, there is an old bustard pacing back and forth, looking very anxious.

This old bustard should be Li Xiangzhen's fake mother, as soon as he saw Zhang Bin coming over, he immediately came up, rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Zhang Gongzi, you are here." ”

Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he wanted Zhang Bin to pay for it and go in again.

Zhang Bin was not in a hurry, he glanced at the old bustard up and down, and said, "You are the little lady of the Xiangzhen girl." ”

The old bustard still rubbed his hands and said, "The slave family is exactly." ”

Zhang Bin pretended to be a rich man, and said arrogantly: "How much is the capital of the Xiangzhen girl?" ”

When the old bustard heard this, her face smiled into the shape of a chrysanthemum, and she said greedily: "My daughter is the number one in Meixianglou, if the son is really interested, the slave family will give you a cheaper, a price of three hundred taels." ”

Three hundred taels, which is an astronomical amount for ordinary people, Zhang Bin didn't care very much, he continued to ask: "What if you leave the country and become good?" ”

The old bustard was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then pretended to be embarrassed, and said painfully: "It is not easy for the slave family to raise such a daughter, if the son really wants to marry, the slave family will suffer a loss, and the price is five hundred taels." ”

Five hundred taels, you should really be a robber, but if you can win over Xu Fuyuan and them, it will be worth it.

Zhang Bin nodded, took out twenty taels of silver and threw it into the arms of the old bustard, and then warned: "Eight hundred taels together, let's talk about it, don't go back on it when the time comes." ”

The old bustard hugged a few silver ingots in his arms, nodded excitedly, and said, "How can it, if you say eight hundred taels, you will have eight hundred taels, and the son can only rest assured to marry." ”