"Hehe, if you can't catch the mouse, the official family will ask after it, and the old slave will have to tell the official family where the mouse has hidden the stolen food. Lord Zhao, what do you say? ”

Ma Gonggong's question with a smile, whether it is the tone or expression, there is no meaning of questioning, and it can even be described by the word "mild", but what falls in Zhao Yixue's ears is still thunderous.

Zhao Yixue stood up in a little panic, his body shook slightly, he slammed at Ma Gonggong to the ground, and said sincerely: "Ma Gonggong save me!" This thing...... Ay! I do know that it flows from the palace, but there are not many people who buy and sell, and I am ...... Ay! The guy who sold him to me still knew him when he was drinking, and I only knew that his name was Luo Chengang, who was in his early thirties, and he was a thief...... Grandpa Ma, you have to trust me! I really don't know much! It's just that everyone thought it was interesting and bought it to play, and I also joined in the fun, so I bought these forbidden items! ”

"Hehe, Lord Zhao is so cooperative, the old slave will naturally not pursue anything." Ma Gonggong also stood up, helped Zhao Yixue up with a smile, felt the latter's slightly trembling body, and felt some indescribable pleasure in his heart, "Luo Chengang, right?" The old slave wrote down the name. In this way, Lord Zhao's business was written off. ”

Zhao Yixue breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked Dade for thanking Ma Gonggong again and again, and almost regarded him as a reborn parent.

After chattering and thanking for a long time, he came back to his senses from fear, took a deep breath, and returned to his former appearance as an art student.

Ma Gonggong smiled lightly and watched the various changes in Zhao Yixue's face, and said with a smile at this time: "But ...... The matter of buying and selling can be written off, and the matter of use, Lord Zhao, I'm afraid we have to talk about it. ”

Zhao Yixue was stunned for a moment, only to feel as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on top of his head, and he was drenched from head to toe.

And this time the power is even more terrifying than the first time before.

Zhao Yixue didn't have any thoughts of begging for mercy, his legs were weak, and he sat down in the chair.

"This kind of thing, with one nail can make people feel fluttering, and two nails will make people spit out the truth, if it is five times the amount...... Hehe, don't look at such a little thing, taking people's lives is just an overnight effort. Lord Zhao's courage is not small, not only dare to use it, but also dare to use it on Chu Feng's body. Ma Gonggong said with a smile.

"Chu ...... Wind? Zhao Yixue's lips kept trembling, "What the hell is he...... Who is it? ”

Gonggong Ma smiled and sighed, walked to Zhao Yixue's side, and looked down at him condescendingly: "Do you know. Many people feel that it is important to know the answers to their questions. But in the world, asking the right questions is the most important thing...... What you should ask is, 'Who is behind Chu Feng'. And I can answer you, behind Chu Feng is a person you don't think you can provoke. It's just a pity that you not only provoked, but also provoked a bit completely. ”

Zhao Yixue only felt that the five thunders were on the top, and he was slumped on the seat weakly, his eyes glazed.

"It's a pity, Lord Zhao, you can do the position of art at a young age, so you are naturally a very good character. As for Chu Feng...... The word has already been passed in the palace, and the judgment of this school examination does not need to be strained by Lord Zhao, the official family will decide it personally. And ......" Grandpa Ma smiled kindly, "I asked before, I heard that there is an old mother in Lord Zhao's family?" When she is old, she will definitely not be in good health, and her son is not around, such a mother will definitely feel very pitiful! Lord Zhao is filial piety, and the official family has long known it. You can go back to your hometown tomorrow, oh, yes......"

Father-in-law Ma took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Zhao Yixue, and said with a smile: "This is the letter of your resignation, Lord Zhao." I'm sorry for you to make the payment. ”

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used to spend money to hire someone to forge Chu Feng's payment, but now he was forced to sign the money, and the irony in it made Zhao Yixue laugh miserably.

He couldn't guess who was behind Chu Feng, but in this world, there were not many people who could abolish court officials with a single word, especially when it came to his identity as an artist, there were only so many people who could be deposed at will. And everyone in this is a character who can change the color of mountains and rivers by stomping his feet, in their eyes, he is just a lowly creature, as a reptilian creature, since he dares to use his mantis arm as a car, then it is good to press over, simple.

When Zhao Yixue wrote his name with trembling hands, there was no unwillingness in his heart, only fear.

He suddenly remembered something, all kinds of things about the white wait. Why did Bai Yihou take a long leave of absence at that time, was it because he couldn't face the eyes of everyone around him because he didn't win a complete victory after facing Chu Feng, or was it because he ...... At that time, he also encountered what he saw today?

Zhao Yixue didn't dare to think about it anymore, he dropped his name, slumped to the seat, and watched Ma Gonggong leave with a smile on his face, his mind was empty.

After a few years of hard work, flies camped and dogs, and drilled everywhere, in the end, it was just an ending of being forced to return home.

"Yesterday I was cold, but now I am purple and long. Coax you to sing and let me appear, and return to my hometown as my hometown. It's ridiculous, and in the end it's all about making wedding garments for others......"

After hearing about this, Chu Feng couldn't help but shake his head and sighed.

"Chu Lang is really knowledgeable and has a good export. It's just that the old slave is listening here, but he doesn't understand it. Ma Gonggong smiled and said, "What kind of torn jacket, Zi Mang, what do you mean?" ”

"It's just that I'm lamenting that wealth is fleeting, and the wind and clouds are overturned." Chu Feng smiled and looked at Ma Gonggong deeply, "Today's matter, if it weren't for Ma Gonggong's mediation, I'm afraid that those who left the academy would have been in the middle of it." ”

Regarding this matter, Ma Gonggong's account of Chu Feng was very simple. The details have been omitted, and the reasons and decision-makers behind the scenes are naturally hands-free, and there is only one simple result - Zhao Yixue returned home due to illness.

It was a simple seven words, but Chu Feng had already understood all the hidden things, and even thanked himself with emotion, Ma Gonggong had to admit that the person in front of him was indeed a different character from the previous Wang Ximeng.

couldn't help but look at the furnishings in the room, Ma Gonggong recalled the genius boy who was also young and equally amazing, and he didn't know what he remembered, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and he shook his head.

"I heard that this was originally Wang Ximeng's residence." Seeing Gonggong Ma's expression like this, Chu Feng couldn't help but be a little curious, "Is it Wang Ximeng who painted "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"?" ”

"Yes." A hint of strangeness flashed in Ma Gonggong's eyes, "The real young genius has disappeared inexplicably." Now I have been searching sporadically for many years, but there has been no result. So...... I guess I can guess it. ”

Chu Feng's heart chuckled, a little shocked.

Later generations have always been suspicious of Wang Ximeng's experience, and after painting the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" for Huizong, this genius boy who was more dazzling than a meteor lost his trace in the history books. Throughout his life, he never seemed to have painted any other paintings.

Is it the early death of the jealous talent? Or did the Jin soldiers take Wang Ximeng away with him when they went south? Regarding the fate of Wang Ximeng, there is almost no record in the history books, which has also become a major mystery in the history of calligraphy and painting.

But now, listen to Grandpa Ma's intentions......

"Wang Ximeng ......" Chu Feng's mind was slightly confused, "How is it ......?"

Ma Gonggong sighed deeply: "That child is a very good child, but he is a little withdrawn. He chose such a room in the Shanshui Courtyard, which can be seen from this. This child usually doesn't interact with people much, and now speaking of it, it was similar to the current season, and the child went out and came home by himself after nightfall, and then ...... Ay! There is no one in life, no one in death, no corpse in death. Now that I think about it, I probably stumbled into the moat and was swept away by the flowing water. ”

Chu Feng's heart pounded.

It was a little difficult for him to accept the fact that a young man with extraordinary talent and amazing talent had just completed a pioneering feat in his life and disappeared from the world without a trace......

There seem to be too many people in this world.

Gan Luobai died early, Wang Bi created a generation of customs and died early, and Wang Ximeng disappeared after painting a piece of mountains and rivers......

Some people's mission seems to be just to fill in the brilliance between heaven and earth, and then they fly away and disappear.

I have to admit that such a fate is born with an indescribable beauty. It's just that...... Whether such a sense of beauty is natural or artificial, I am afraid it is difficult to really explore many things.

If it was before, Chu Feng might have believed Ma Gonggong's statement. But in recent days, he has experienced something and seen something.

I saw him raise a tall building, I watched him feast guests, and I saw his building collapse.

Many things, once you see them clearly, they will be seen clearly, and they will no longer be blurry.

Chu Feng will still sigh and sigh, but he will also continue to think and try to figure out something.

It's hard to say whether this kind of sophistication is good or bad, but since you're in such a position, these are probably things that you can't get rid of.

Wang Ximeng probably tried to be independent, but the final result was only to become an immortal.

Chu Feng is a person who is afraid of death, especially for some inexplicable reasons, this kind of thing is very unworthy for him.

The reason why Mr. Cheng Yuan stayed away from the academy and even the world all his life is here.

The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring is beautiful, but that kind of absolute escape is not Chu Feng's life.

"Chu Lang, your review this time is pending, and the decision has been taken back by the officials." After ending the topic of Wang Ximeng before, Ma Gonggong turned his head and talked about the things in front of him again, "It was originally going to be given to Zhao Yixue, but now...... Ay! Zhao Yixue is also a very prestigious figure, but he didn't expect to do such a thing. Chu Lang, you did the right thing before. I usually have too many chores, and many times I don't have to worry about coming to the art academy. Zhang Fengzhi is a very good figure of the generation of the art academy, you can just look for him if you have something to do. If he can't handle something, he will naturally notify me. ”

"Thank you, Grandpa Ma." Chu Feng gave a deep salute.

Ma Gonggong smiled slightly and patted Chu Feng's shoulder: "You and I are like acquaintances at first sight, I will naturally try my best to help with some things, so there is no need to worry." Chu Lang's painting, the old slave took it directly and handed it over to the palace. Hehe, although the old slave doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but Chu Lang's paintings, even my Ah Lang has to praise them, so it must not be a big problem. ”

"Then it's the auspicious words of the father-in-law." Chu Feng said with a smile, "If it is really as Grandpa Ma said, if Chu Feng is fortunate enough to continue to stay in the academy, he will definitely invite Grandpa Ma to have a drink." ”

"Chu Lang doesn't need to be polite." Father-in-law Ma smiled, and a few polite words were said between the two, and Chu Feng sent Father-in-law Ma away.

Out of the gate of the Shanshui Courtyard, Chu Feng saw Xiao Ting.

Seeing that the two were polite, Xiao Ting waited for a while, and only came over after the eunuch left, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's going on? How's it going? I just heard about the matter over there in the Taixue Zhai House in the morning, and I heard that Chu Cai didn't come over today, what is going on, can the inner courtyard of the palace be robbed? It didn't affect your school, did it? ”

After this series of questions asked, Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh when he heard it, and said, "You asked so many questions at once, I don't know which one to answer first." ”

"Uh, let's talk about the most important thing first, how was the test?"

"It's fine."

Xiao Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "Who will judge the file?" Zhao Yixue? ”

Chu Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "The official family wants to judge it personally, and that father-in-law is here to get the painting." ”

"What's going on? Don't hand it over to Zhao Yixue? That's a good thing! I was worried that Zhao Yi would not do anything secretly......"

Xiao Ting's words came to an abrupt end at this point.

Because he suddenly saw Zhao Yixue himself, Zhao Yixue walked out of his room in despair, looked at the people around him with a distracted gaze, and after seeing Chu Feng, Zhao Yixue smiled and walked over.

Behind him, the servant with the cloth bag followed him with an ugly face.

"Lord Zhao, are you going out?"

Someone next to him asked, but Zhao Yixue did not answer.

He just walked towards Chu Feng, grabbed his shoulder, and laughed a little wildly: "Chu Feng, Chu Feng, Chu Feng......"

Zhao Yixue recited Chu Feng's name many times, the strength in his hands became bigger and bigger, and his eyes showed a bit of blood.

Chu Feng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"The Book of Songs has one hundred and six poems and fifteen national styles, but there is no Chu style." Zhao Yixue laughed, his voice hoarse, "Chu Feng is out of place...... Don't be sudden, Chu Feng, you are so self-conscious! (To be continued.) )