I have always heard that Nanchu is a state of etiquette, everyone likes literature rather than martial arts, and everyone is a great writer. If this person came to Nanchu to find him, maybe he could really find someone who would appreciate his work, so Yelu Ziye was tempted.

"You said you were from Nanchu? I don't believe it, do you have any proof? ”

Abu still couldn't laugh or cry, this Yelu Ziye spoke like a child, he didn't even see himself, how could he prove that he was from Nanchu?

Abu thought about it and didn't force it, but took out his ID card and stuffed it through the crack in the door, and said sincerely: "Mr. Ziye, look at the ground, this is my ID card, I am a fake Nanchu person, because I came to the Khitan Imperial City to do business, so I came here." I heard that there are Khitan people in Khitan City who love qin, chess, calligraphy and painting like Mr., and I appreciate it very much, so I want to bring a friend's painting to Mr. for identification. There is also a musical instrument that is unique in the world, and I want to play it for my husband. ”

Yelu Ziye looked down and saw a piece of wood stuffed through the crack in the door, and he recognized it as something called an ID card that the people of Southern Chu had just recently replaced. This thing must not be made by the Khitans, and only the people of Southern Chu have this thing to prove their identity. From the information on the ID card, I saw that the person outside the door was a businessman named Abu from Wuyue in Southern Chu. Only then did Jeruz believe it and prepare to open the door for Abu. He is really still a nerd, the inventor of this wooden ID card is Lu Xiaoyu, he naturally knows how to imitate the ID card, and Yingbu's ID card is re-modified, and the personal information on it is naturally different from his real one. Fortunately, Abu only asked for Yeru's karma and did not want to harm him, so it didn't matter.

"Babble." I saw that the door of Yelu Ziye's house opened a small crack, and a head poked out from the inside, and looked out cautiously, first looking Abu up and down, and Abu smiled back with an embarrassed but polite smile and waved at him. Yelu Ziye nodded to make sure that there was no one around him before whispering to him, "Are you here alone?" ”

"Yes sir, I know that Mr. likes to be quiet, I'm afraid that you will be alone...... "Abu was pulled in by Yelu Ziye before he finished speaking. I don't know what Jeruziye thinks he wants to do to Abu, and Abu is really shocked.

"Sir, what are you?"

"It's too dangerous out there, it's full of bad guys, let's go inside and talk." So saying, Jerod took Abu and came to his inner room.

Abu had the impression that the home of such a simple person must have been in disarray, but to his surprise, the courtyard house of Yelu Ziye was exceptionally clean, as if someone had been cleaning it all the time.

Abu couldn't help asking, "Mr. Ziye, are there any other people living in your house?" ”

"Why?"

"Oh, I see that your house is exceptionally clean and tidy, so someone must have cleaned it for you! Otherwise, you will not be able to do your studies and clean the yard alone. ”

"No one else is in my sights, I'm alone in this courtyard, and I cleaned all the things you see, so there's nothing strange about it. I live here all day long, and if I can't even clean up the basics, is it still like that? I remember that a general in Southern Chu once said that if a house is not swept, how can it sweep the world. Could it be that Abu Gongzi, as a native of Southern Chu, doesn't know this truth? ”

"Hehe, I know, Mr. Ziye is really knowledgeable, and he is ashamed to be a Nanchu person." Abu didn't expect that he had just met Yelu Ziye and he had hit a soft nail, and it seemed that he should be careful with the next.

Walking inside is the room where Yelu Ziye lives, and there is a burst of fragrance in his nose, it turns out that Yelu Ziye is still burning incense in the room, and it seems that he is still living here very comfortably alone.

I saw that Yelu Ziye's room was full of his paintings, although Abu didn't know how to paint, but he could see at a glance that Yelu Ziye's strokes when painting were very hasty, and the place where the painting should be in place always felt a little hot, but after all, he was a layman and couldn't comment on Yelu Ziye's paintings, for fear that he would be kicked out if he was unhappy.

Yelu Ziye noticed that Abu was staring at his painting, so he asked, "Abu Gongzi, what do you think of my painting?" ”

"Yay!"

"What do you think is good?"

"Sir, look at your ...... color" Abu didn't know what the true meaning of painting was, and praised Yelu Ziye's paintings, and even he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Okay, okay, don't deliberately curry favor with me, I know that I have a few catties and a few taels, and my level is far from that compared to those paintings in Nanchu! Do you really think it's good? But why don't we Khitans like my paintings? Is it really because the Khitan people don't know how to appreciate my paintings? You know, it took me a day to create a painting! ”

Yelu Ziye has always been despised by others in front of other Khitans, and he is regarded as an outlier if he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But in front of Abu, he felt a sense of respect, especially when Abu saw him and called him sir, which made him feel a sense of superiority all of a sudden, and suddenly became an unfathomable pedant.

"One day? This is also too hasty, our general said that how can we paint the essence of landscape painting like this every year and a half. Abu muttered quietly.

But it was still heard by Yelu Ziye, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, he lowered his head and fell into contemplation, Abu realized that what he had just said was a little heavy, and was about to change the topic to talk to Yelu Ziye, Yelu Ziye took the initiative to ask Abu: "What about the painting you said?" Let me appreciate it. ”

"Oh, here, please take a look." Abu unfolded the family portraits of Lu Xiaoyu's paintings of their Kaifeng Wuyi and several high-ranking generals in the Flying Tiger Army in front of Yelu Ziye.

Yelu Ziye was originally very confident that his paintings were rare in the world, but after seeing the paintings brought by Abu, he was shocked that there were such exquisite paintings in this world!

"This isn't an ink painting?"

"That's right, sir, good eyesight, this is an original work of a friend of mine called Sketch Painting."

"Is this you?" Yelu Ziye pointed to the painting and said to Abu, who was laughing heartily.

"Well, this is down there." Abu looked at this painting and began to miss the unforgettable time when everyone trained together at that time, and after such a long time, he couldn't help but feel sad and his eyes moistened.