At this time, the night is getting thicker, and there are a few stars hanging in the sky. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and the wind blows, and it is slightly cool.

Li Mo shook his shoulders, shook off the fatigue that he had just woken up, and walked towards the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Nuanxiang Pavilion faces the river on the street, along the winding river, the lights on both sides of the long street are prosperous, the fishing fire on the boat is lit, hazy and fluttering, there is a special mood.

Everyone in the world said that the Tang Dynasty was weak and the Song Dynasty was weak, but when he was in it, Li Mo first thought of the famous "Qingming Riverside Map". It gets on the carriages and horses, the merchant ships gather, the pedestrians are weaving, and the prosperity is not lost to the modern.

Li Mo is very familiar with that picture, just because there is one in his home, which was photocopied on the second-hand dinner table he bought for 50 yuan, and it is not even a fake.

Every time he eats, he will hold the bowl and look at it a few times, which is very interesting. Now the scene in front of him made him wonder if he was in that painting.

At night, the mist is steaming, and light and shadow are intertwined; The silk and bamboo strings are noisy, and the aroma of wine is rich.

"Oops!"

Li Mo only cared about enjoying the night view, and he didn't pay attention to bumping into someone, so he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm reckless." ”

The person who was hit didn't say a word, and picked up the drawing board that Li Mo knocked down, and then said listlessly, "It's a portrait, it's like ten cents, only ten cents." ”

Only then did Li Mo see that there was a young man sitting opposite him with a somewhat pale face, dressed a little shabby, and he was cramped to solicit business.

He looked down at the ink painting painted by the young man, the characters in the painting were very vivid, and his skills were quite good, so he asked casually, "Young man, you make a lot of money by painting portraits, right?" ”

The boy shook his head, "Don't mention it, I'm too young for anyone to spend money on painting, and I'm going to starve to death." ”

After speaking, the young man pointed to the stalls not far from him, "They are all old painters, and their business is very good." It's just that I'm deserted here, and no one is there. Perhaps, I am not the material to be a painter. ”

"Young man, I see that your bones are amazing, and you will definitely do great things in the future. The word success is important in persistence, come on! As a traverser, Li Mo is naturally a good hand at boiling chicken soup, and he casually poured the young man's mouth.

The painting boy had no business one after another, and was retreating, hearing Li Mo say this, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Really? ”

"Of course it's true, you didn't succeed because you didn't stick around long enough. When you persevere until the day you succeed, it will come naturally. Li Mo made a fool of nonsense, patted the young man on the shoulder to encourage him, turned around and left.

"Thank you!" The painting boy bowed vigorously to Li Mo, "My name is Zhang Zeduan, if it has a bright future, I will not dare to forget Mr. today's teachings." ”

Li Mo hesitated, turned around and said, "What's your name?" ”

I couldn't believe that he would meet someone with the same name and surname as the author of "Qingming Riverside Picture".

It's rare, did you meet Zhang Zeduan himself?

"My name is Zhang Zeduan," the young man looked at Li Mo suspiciously, thinking that there was something wrong with this name, "Originally, my aunt named me Zhang Zhengdao, but the fortune teller said that this name was too big to suppress, so he changed it to the current one." Is it a bad name? ”

"No, no, good, good!" Li Mo hurriedly shook his head, looked at the young man named Zhang Zeduan in front of him, took out a piece of loose silver from his money bag, and forced it over, "Young man, dreams are always necessary, stick to it, you will succeed!" ”

Zhang Zeduan retracted his hand and refused to take it, "My aunt said, you can't ask for the silver that you earned if you don't have Zhengdaguang." ”

"Take it, I still have something to do, this broken silver is only a deposit, and I will come back to look for you."

"But ......" Zhang Zeduan still wanted to excuse himself, but he retracted his hand and refused to answer.

Li Mo shouted, "Did your aunt teach you how to be a man?" This is a deposit, it's not given to you for free, take it! ”

Zhang Zeduan took it over at this time, "I don't know what painting Mr. wants?" ”

Li Mo casually pointed to the street scene, "What's so strange about the small statue, the painting I want is the street scene in front of me." It is necessary to list the lonely wilderness, the vast river, the towering city, the merchants and pedestrians, and the goods market. ”

Zhang Zeduan listened attentively, this painting is so complicated.

Li Mo patted Zhang Zeduan on the shoulder again, "Young man, work hard, I believe you can definitely draw it!" ”

After speaking, he walked towards the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, full of pride in his chest. Did he change history, or did he have his own destiny?

Before he recovered from the shock of meeting Zhang Zeduan on the road, Li Mo had already come to the Nuanxiang Pavilion, and the people in the Nuanxiang Pavilion at this time were full of people, and he couldn't see that there had been a murder in the daytime.

As soon as he walked into the door, the leader Hongling greeted him with considerable eyesight, "Little shopkeeper, why are you here in person?" ”

"I wanted someone else to come for me, but I couldn't find a suitable one." Li Mo teased, and Hongling's face turned red, and he slammed his pink fist over, "You are so bad, ridiculing others." ”

Being beaten by a beauty, it was quite useful, Li Mo smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, "It's just a joke, Sister Hongling is not strange." ”

"Hmph," Hongling Su pointed at Li Mo's forehead, "Sister Miao is not here, and the little shopkeeper makes fun of others." When Miao Miao comes back, she must give me justice. ”

"I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a while, and it is estimated that she won't be able to come back in a short time." Li Mo smiled. Miao Miao went to Xuyu Mountain to recuperate, and the ghost knows when she will be back.

"Huh?" Hongling was obviously stunned, "Sister Miao is going to go for so long?" ”

"Yes," Li Mo nodded, changing the topic, "Hongling, where is your land number room?" Please, lead me over. ”

Hongling seemed to be thinking about something, and when Li Mo asked him like this, he thought he had heard it wrong, "Dizi room?" We don't. ”

"No?"

"Yes, we are not an inn here, but a place for guests to have fun, so naturally we have to be elegant. All the wings are named after flowers, and there are no land-numbered rooms. Hongling said quickly.

Li Mo was a little dumbfounded, could it be that he heard it wrong?

"So, is there a similarly pronounced room name?" Li Mo was in a hurry, maybe it was just a homonym.

"Not either." Hongling shook her head, "Why are you suddenly looking for such a strange room?" ”

"Oh, I met the deceased in the morning, it was a thin old man, he said that he lived in the house of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, so I came here to look for him."

"A thin old man?" Hongling raised her eyebrows lightly, "Is it an old guy who is dressed shabby, but always likes to put on music?" ”

Li Mo's heart moved, "It should be, is he really here?" ”

Hongling pursed her lips, "Return the number of the house, it's really not too bad to say it, come to me." ”