The dark-skinned and short, fat man said triumphantly, his eyes gradually returned to their normal angles, and when he saw the Mo Mansion housekeeper standing in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised, and his face suddenly changed color.

Steward Li smiled and said: "Master Li is really majestic, my master also wants to taste the flavor of this Hanshan vegetarian restaurant, it seems that he is going to come for nothing."

Only then did Li Gui see a few people standing outside the door, among them only recognized Wu Jiyuan and Mo Qinghe, the two of them had the same look, sneering on their faces, and looked at them lightly.

Li Gui scolded secretly in his heart, knowing Wu Jiyuan's plan, it was inevitable that he would lose face today. However, Mo Qinghe is in charge of the rice and grain tax, and he is the largest landlord in Suzhou and Hangzhou, so it can be said that Mo Qinghe spares him a point, which is ten thousand loads of rice and grain, and if he is tightened, he will lose a lot of silver, and he does not dare to offend this God of Wealth at all.

Li Gui hurriedly rushed out of the door, nodded and said: "Mo Ye, your old man is here, oops, the little one doesn't know it's your old man, please come in, the little one hasn't seen you for a while, I don't have a chance to honor you, it's rare for your old man to come to Suzhou, and the little one will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you!" ”

Mo Qinghe smiled faintly and said: "Eating vegetarian dishes pays attention to artistic conception, and Li Yuan's external words are not suitable."

He heard Mo Qinghe mocking him for being covered in copper smell, and his face couldn't help but be red and white, and he said curtly: "Yes, yes, I don't know that Mo Ye also invited guests, you invite a few people in, and the small ones will leave immediately, and your old man can let the small one pay for this account, even if you reward the small face."

Wu Jiyuan looked at the gray-faced appearance of Li Gui who was rampant in Suzhou Mansion, and his heart was very happy, he saw that Li Gui was still currying favor with Mo Qinghe, so he interjected: "Don't work hard Li Yuanwai, since Wu has invited a few adults to visit Suzhou, this money is still spent."

Li Gui saw that Wu Jiyuan was inviting Mo Qinghe to a banquet, obviously they had a very shallow relationship with each other, and a noble prince and a Taoist next to him did not seem to be ordinary people, and they didn't dare to show their arrogant looks. The few thugs who came out of the teahouse rolled their arms and sleeves, and they were all wilted at this time, Li Gui saw that Mo Qinghe was not looking at him, and he was busy hunching his waist, until Wu Jiyuan smiled and invited Yang Ling and the others in, and then left in a hurry.

Steward Li got Mo Qinghe's orders, how could he let him go easily, he had already followed with a smile, the lesson Mo Qinghe said, of course, would not be to make someone squash him, it is estimated that Steward Li will catch up, I am afraid that he will have to knock him hard, and he will have to make his flesh hurt for three days.

Wu Jiyuan let a few people into the private room, and said apologetically: "The grass people don't know that this Li Gui will come, and it is really a sin to disturb a few adults Yaxing."

Yang Ling saw that all the people inside and outside the station were entourage, and even the owner of the Su Teahouse, Xiao Er, was sincerely frightened, he frowned slightly and said: "Today, we are just visiting the scenery as a private person, and it is really inappropriate to make such a big move, I think can I trouble Mr. Wu to prepare some clothes for ordinary people, let's go to Taihu Lake for a while, it is better to follow the light car, my people, only pick a few people to accompany you, and the rest of the people are waiting on the official boat, just to entrust the senior brothers and sisters of Qutian to change their clothes."

Although Zhang Tianshi's faction is a cultivator, in fact, it is not a major ceremony, when the altar is set up to worship, and the dress is no different from ordinary people, there is no objection to this, Zheng Baihu listened to Yang Ling's instructions, he was responsible for Yang Ling's safety, but he did not dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly found Liao Steward, asking him to arrange it as soon as possible, and he picked more than 20 people with high skills and alertness from Fanzi, and asked Liao Steward about the tour route, and rushed to Taihu Lake in advance to prepare.

Mrs. Mo gently untied her cloak, and the maid took it and stood behind her, she sat beside Mo Qinghe delicately, and said softly: "Master, the concubine has not come to Suzhou for a long time, I want to meet the wife of the political envoy, besides, if I don't take this big boat, I will be dizzy again, and I will not go to Taihu Lake."

Saying that, she smiled apologetically at Yang Ling and Zhang Tianshi, Yang Ling was always a little uncomfortable in front of her, and when she heard that she didn't go to Taihu Lake, her heart was relieved. Mo Qinghe nodded, patted her hand gently, and said softly: "Okay, you don't have to rush back, I'll pick you up when you return."

He turned his head and whispered to Yang Ling: "Clumsy Nei and Mrs. Ru of the political envoy Niu are handkerchiefs, it is not appropriate to come to Suzhou and not visit, and we are boating on Taihu Lake, if it is a big boat, it will lose its charm, if the small boat is clumsy and has seasickness, she will not go."

Yang Ling nodded after hearing this, and thought: "I heard that this Mrs. Mo is a famous person in Jiangnan, I don't know if the little star of the political envoy Lord Niu is also a figure in the romantic field."

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but glance up at Mrs. Mo, but Mrs. Mo's pair of scissors eyes were also looking at him with affection, and Yang Ling's scalp suddenly tingled when he saw it.

Although this Mrs. Mo was born in a green building, but she has no feeling of smoking, that smile is so beautiful and elegant, now she is wearing a plain white Luo skirt, and she is lined like a hibiscus out of the water, eyebrows and spring mountains, eyes condensed autumn water, charming and moving.

When those talking eyes looked at others gently, they may not have intentionally provoked **, and it also made people think about it, not to mention that Yang Ling had been secretly teased by her, how could he not be weak-hearted?

This time he turned his eyes to avoid it, but he saw Gao Wenxin standing opposite, and a pair of bright eyes were also looking at him for a moment, Yang Ling was even more uncomfortable, as if she saw the fear in her heart.

Gao Wenxin said that what she was wearing today was really the emerald green dress that Yang Ling praised yesterday, an ordinary girl's clothes full of Jiangnan water town style, wearing her elegant and quiet temperament, slender and dignified northern pretty woman, there is a unique charm, although that kind of temperament is completely different from Mrs. Mo's water-like style, but it has another sweet and crisp beauty.

Yang Ling couldn't help but said to her softly: "Wen Xin, this official doesn't need to wait, you are also tired, Steward Liao, please set up another table of banquets, and let her and Mrs. Mo's two maids also eat and rest."

Lord Qincha sat down as the chief, and he didn't say anything about the scene, and he was worried about arranging for his maid to rest and eat? Is this maid really a maid?

Wu Jiyuan listened to Yang Ling's instructions, and looked at Gao Wenxin carefully, although Gao Wenxin was dressed as a maid, but standing with Mrs. Mo's two pretty maids, where could they get that kind of graceful bearing, Wu Jiyuan's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think secretly: "This girl's demeanor and temperament really don't look like a lower girl, Lord Qincha loves her so much, could it be them?" ”

Wu Jiyuan thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate, and the generous gift he had prepared seemed to be a little less, so he hurriedly called Steward Liao, and quietly instructed a few more words.

The scenery of Taihu Lake, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is natural. This side of the landscape melts light and elegant and beautiful and majestic in one, the clear water is vast, the smoke and waves are vast, the peaks and peaks are looming, and the weather is thousands.

Yang Ling, Mo Qinghe, Wu Jiyuan, and Zhang Tianshi pretended to be scholars in the lake, and Zhang Fubao also changed into the clothes of a little maid, combed up the three girls, and jumped and followed behind.

Her appearance was already very delicate and pleasing, and as soon as she changed into women's clothes, her beautiful face was picturesque, and even Wu Jiyuan, who was used to seeing her dressed up, had her eyes lit up.

Zheng Baihu and four people pretended to be a family, with a sharp blade in his arms, a food box on his shoulder, and looked around vigilantly, and from time to time there were fans pretending to be tourists or boatmen quietly gesturing to him, indicating that everything was undoubted.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was no longer hot, but slightly reddened. The reeds swayed with the wind, and a cool lake breeze blew from time to time on the surface of the lake, exuding a refreshing feeling, blowing on the faces of Yang Ling and others who were slightly smoked and their faces were hot, and they felt very comfortable.

The fanzi sent by Zheng Baihu in advance has been disguised and scattered around the lake where everyone is ready to go boating and picking lings, although there are some tourists on the lake, they are all rocking a small boat in twos and threes, behaving freely, and there is no suspicious appearance.

At this time, it is the season of water chestnut incense, in front of it is several hectares of lotus, blue lotus even the sky, sometimes or covering the pink, white lotus, and mature water chestnut, the green lotus leaves can not see some signs of withering and decay, a piece of green, so the lotus flowers that are also unevenly scurrying up have this green leaf foil, and it is also showing the delicateness.

Wu Jiyuan led the group to a small pavilion, stopped and said with a smile: "Adults like to swim in the lake quietly, so the grass people don't dare to be too quiet, I asked Liao Guan to arrange a few small boats, let's go boating and picking Ling, rippling in this sea of lotus flowers, when we return to this shore, how about we peel some fresh water chestnuts and drink sake with sake?" ”

Yang Ling has the highest status among these people, and everyone naturally toasts him constantly at the banquet, so although he repeatedly shirked, he was still slightly drunk, and his chest was a little churning. As soon as he heard that he was going to drink again when he got ashore, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The lotus bushes here are connected to the shore, a row of weeping willows is planted on the shore, and more than ten small boats are tied, and Steward Liao leads a few people to stand under the trees, and when he sees a few adults arrive, he is untying the rope tied to the boat.

At this moment, a beautiful and crisp singing voice came from the lake, and the sweet singing voice sang, "The peach blossom is red to the willow green, the clear water pond is planted with red ling, the sister is planted with red ling, and the red ling is led to the root of the lotus root."

The song is euphemistic and moving, the tune is fresh and beautiful, Yang Ling and the others couldn't help but look into the lake after listening to it, only to see a small painting boat swaying towards the shore, a red dress and a red skirt on the bow of the boat, a graceful woman with a pink belt and a pair of snow-covered feet are singing and dancing.

The boatman at the stern of the boat has stopped rocking, and the bow of the boat has parted with green leaves and red lotus, flat like a mirror, and sails leisurely to the shore. The young scholar in the white shirt in the cabin staggered out with a wine glass and smiled at the woman in the red shirt: "What a sweet song, just used for wine, but I don't know which son this red lingling girl is involved in?" ”

Ge Ge'er, the pretty woman in red clothes, smiled, raised her hand and threw a lotus seed, and said in a nickname: "Of course it's you Xu Gongzi, who else can it be?" ”

The white-robed boy's face was red, obviously drunk, he laughed loudly when he heard this, and looked back at the cabin with drunken eyes and said: "Look at Miss Lian'er, how can she talk, but this mouth promised me, why is the person who stayed on your embroidery bed yesterday but Brother Ziwei?" ”

Gao Wenxin was very happy to listen to the song, but after listening to their answers, he knew that it was a few merry scholars who invited the girl of Qinglou to visit the lake, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, with some disgust in his expression.

At this time, another white-faced man in a green shirt came out of the cabin, holding a fan in his hand, about forty years old, his white skin had shallow wrinkles, although his face was full of smiles, but his expression still seemed to reveal a sense of loneliness in his bones.

He laughed uninhibitedly: "Why, Changgu just combed Linglong'er's hair, it's been less than a month, and you started my Lian'er's idea?" ”

The red-clothed woman named Lian'er twisted her waist, flashed from the white-shirted scholar, and threw herself into the arms of the green-shirted scholar like a forest, and said with a sweet smile: "That's right, Xu Gongzi has no conscience, and my Linglong sister has always been in love with him, so it's strange to see if I don't tell Linglong'er about his situation when I go back."

The scholar in the green shirt laughed and hugged her waist, and when he turned his head to look at the shore, when he saw Gao Wenxin, the scholar's expression was suddenly stunned. This scholar in green shirts, who is about forty years old, has slightly drunk eyes that are hazy, but he is still very attentive when he looks at people.

His eyes stared at Gao Wenxin standing in the pavilion, looked up and down a few times, and said with a happy look on his face: "Such an outstanding and elegant woman, I haven't seen it for a long time, oops, is it actually a maid?" Who made such a woman in Suzhou Mansion as a maid? ”

He knocked the fan in his hand repeatedly, his face full of regret, and he almost beat his chest and screamed.

Listening to his loud praise in the cabin, he suddenly snatched out two more scholars like, the first one was a big beard, a dark blue robe, a long black beard hanging down to his chest, and a huge wine glass in his hand, which was enough to hold a small bowl.

When the two of them saw Gao Wenxin's eyes lit up, they said one after another: "Zi is afraid of the eyes of the law, and the woman who praises her must be extraordinary, oops, she is really dignified and charming, and she has a unique charm, so she should be floated for it."

Gao Wenxin listened to their own opinions, and a pair of eyebrows couldn't help frowning, if it weren't for the fact that there were several characters with heads and faces in front of her, if she was a servant, she would embarrass Yang Ling if she spoke nonsense, and she would have already attacked these scholars.

Wu Jiyuan looked at her uncertainly, and felt a little cautious in his heart. Wu Jiyuan was not afraid that this pretty maid would be displeased, but he was afraid of provoking Lord Qincha, so he hurriedly stepped forward and scolded: "Xizhe is rude, don't talk nonsense."

Look at the person he called the man by his name, it seems that they are still familiar with each other. The bearded man heard someone calling him, and hurriedly put his hand on the canopy to take a closer look at him, Fang Changran laughed and said: "It turned out that Wu Weng Youhu came, hehehe, what I said, except for your Wu family in Gusu City, who has such a big hand, who can use such a talented and temperamental beauty as a maid."

At this time, the boat had docked, and when the two sides spoke, the scholars all saw Wu Jiyuan, who was standing in a corner of the pavilion, and the scholar in the green shirt jumped ashore with joy, and shouted: "It turned out to be Wu Weng in person, this is good, this is good, Zheng Zhong, quickly get your painting box, I want to paint this woman, Wu Weng can promise to be born later, it's a big deal I'll go back and send you a landscape."

Wu Jiyuan said to Yang Ling embarrassedly: "Eh, Lord Yang, these are the four great talents of Wuzhong, and they are usually unrestrained, don't blame me." The man in the green shirt is called Tang Bohu, who usually sells literary paintings for a living, this person is the best at painting ladies, but he has a very high vision, and often regrets that there is no character worthy of his pen, so today I saw the lady's maid with outstanding demeanor, and lost the etiquette for a while, so I will drive them away."

When Yang Ling heard the word Tang Bohu, his body couldn't help but be shocked, Tang Bohu! This famous figure actually stood in front of him alive, Yang Ling was surprised and delighted, and when he heard that Wu Jiyuan was going to drive him away, he hurriedly grabbed him, and said happily: "No, Mr. Wu, please invite a few of them to come up, Yang has heard the name of the four great talents in Jiangnan for a long time, and now he can see it, it is really a blessing for three lives, if he lets them go like this, it is really a pity."

Wu Jiyuan didn't expect that Yang Ling had also heard the name of Wuzhong's four talents, and when he heard him praise him so much, as a villager, he also felt that his face was bright, and he hurriedly and happily asked Steward Liao to invite Tang Bohu and the four people up.

These four talented people entered the small pavilion and met Wu Jiyuan first, among the four, Zhu Zhishan was the oldest, his family was also the richest, and he had a close relationship with Wu's mansion, so he was the most casual, he just smiled and gave a salute, still holding his oversized wine glass and drinking non-stop, Wen Zhengming and Xu Zhenqing were relatively restrained.

Yang Ling carefully looked at these four well-known talents, and saw that Tang Bohu, who he wanted to get acquainted with the most, although he did not follow his tracks, but when he entered the pavilion, he heard that the maid was not a maid of the Wu Mansion, but the maid of the noble prince who even Wu Jiyuan's expression was respectful, and his expression suddenly became restrained, and his demeanor was really not like the wild and romantic first genius in Jiangnan as he imagined, which disappointed Yang Ling who wanted to see Tang Jieyuan's demeanor.

He didn't know that although this Tang Bohu was wild and informalistic in folklore, in fact, Tang Bohu in history had the most bumpy life among the four talents, and his life was extremely depressed.

This Tang Jieyuan's sixteen-year-old talent is exactly the same age as Yang Ling's talent, but his fate is far behind. He married his wife Xu at the age of nineteen, and his family ran a hotel, and his life was comfortable.

But then disasters followed, first his father died of a stroke, his mother was too sad to follow, and soon his sister died in her husband's house, followed by his wife's postpartum fever, died of illness, and the child was born only three days with his mother.

Tang Bohu suffered this series of blows, and finally cheered up with the help of his friends, remarried his wife He, and studied hard, but when he entered Beijing to take the exam, he was falsely accused of bribing the examiner and was sent to prison.

This versatile man seemed to have been cursed by the god of fate, and this series of blows caused his family to be ruined and impoverished, his wife also thought he was poor and left him, and his brothers ran to live separately.

Tang Bohu scattered all his wealth, had no long things, wandered around for a while, at this time he had only returned to Suzhou for less than two years, his life had just improved, and he married a Qinglou girl Shen Jiuniang as a continuation, and made a living selling literary paintings in Suzhou.

When Yang Ling heard that he was going to paint for Gao Wenxin, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. In his mind, what an honor it was to be able to get Tang Bohu's Danqing, and he agreed without a word.

Tang Bohu was originally uneasy in his heart, and he was afraid that he would not agree, but Tang Bohu was also overjoyed when he nodded, he was afraid that Yang Ling would regret it, so he hurriedly beckoned Wen Zhengming to take the painting box, and immediately spread out a stall to paint for Gao Wenxin.

Gao Wenxin saw that they were traveling together, and he didn't have a good feeling in his heart, but now he asked her to stand there and let people paint, in the eyes of her, a woman from a beautiful background, it was not a glorious thing, so she was extremely reluctant in her heart.

Yang Ling saw that she looked displeased, so he approached her and whispered: "Wen Xin, but let people draw their appearance, why is it displeased?" This Tang Gongzi's painting is very famous, I said that I won the first name in the south of the Yangtze River to remember the ink treasure, now said that if you can get the first talent in the south of the Yangtze River Danqing, in the future it will be used as an heirloom, your appearance and temperament, one in ten thousand, just entrust you to stand on it for a while, let him draw it, take it out after many years and then look at it, there is a different taste."

He is from the heart, but Gao Wenxin will be wrong, I heard that he wants to use his painting as a family heirloom, leaving it to future generations, that extraneous meaning, when she thought of this, her heart suddenly beat like a deer, and she was very happy.

Zhu Zhishan stood aside with his beard and only cared about drinking, this talented man who has always acted as a funny character in the legend about Tang Bohu, he looked at his behavior was very normal, and he did not act crazy.

But the amount of wine he drank was so appalling that he called the boatman to the boat and fetch him some more wine, and at last he simply put the jar up, and sat down on the side railing and poured himself a drink.

Tang Bohu had already spread out his stall and seriously painted a portrait of Gao Wenxin, Wen Zhengming, Xu Zhenqing, Yang Ling, Mo Qinghe and others all stood behind him curiously to watch, but Zhang Fubao was depressed, and pulled his brother to accompany her to the river to play.

Here, Tang Bohu had just drawn an outline, and Zhu Zhishan suddenly thought of something, slammed a glass of wine, jumped off the railing, and shouted: "It's broken, it's broken, why can't I follow it?" These ten beautiful pictures are really going to be done! He paused and shouted: "Three hundred taels, three hundred taels, miscalculation, I always wish that this time I can compensate."

Tang Bohu only raised his head and smiled, then lowered his head and continued to paint, but his expression was a little proud. Yang Ling seemed to have a 'Nine Beautiful Pictures' related to Tang Bohu in a trance, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are the 'Ten Beautiful Pictures'?" ”

Wen Zhengming smiled and said: "It is Lao Zhu's idea to swim in the lake today, this trip to the lake will cost three hundred taels, he really miscalculated", he saw that Yang Ling seemed to be extremely noble, but he was kind and had no grandeur as a child of a powerful family, so he replied with a smile: "Young Master Yang, Brother Xizhe and Brother Ziwei bet that as long as Brother Ziwei draws ten pictures of ladies within a year, and the four of us and others are recognized as beauties, Brother Xizhe will lose three hundred taels of silver to Brother Ziwei."

It's just that these ten beauties are hard to find, Suzhou Xuanmiaoguan has the most women haunting, Brother Tang often squats there, and when he sees the real beauty of the world, he carefully notes it down, and then draws a picture. It's just that the news is gradually revealed, and whoever has a female family member to watch the incense inside will send someone to make the chickens and dogs of this talented man jump in peace.

As a result, Brother Ziwei has painted nine beauties in July, but the tenth has not been able to find anyone for a long time, I wait for only Brother Ziwei to lose this host, I didn't expect to see this girl in the Zunfu today, hehe, this is also the will of God, let Brother Xizhe give Ziwei a sum of silver flowers."

Yang Ling was funny when he heard it, it turned out that these talented people were as boring as others, and when they had nothing to do, they also used beautiful women as a topic, and they actually bet on this.

He squatted beside Tang Bohu, saw Tang Bohu's wonderful brushstroke, the painting in his hand has been painted with a six-point appearance, although the eyebrows and facial features are still only a rough outline still needs to be carved, and the characters are not colored, but a lifelike beauty has jumped on the paper, and he can't help but praise: "Brother Tang's characters are really beautiful, and the pen power is really extraordinary."

Tang Bohu's painting was vigorous, and when he heard this, his eyebrows flew and danced: "Yang Gongzi has won the award, and the beauty Zhong Tiandi has aura, which itself is a beautiful painting. The beauty is quiet, elegant and clean, the movement of the beauty is like a frightening crane, its hair, its eyebrows, its eyes, its lips, its skin, its neck, its waist, and its feet are everywhere in the painting, and its beauty can be entered into poetry, painting, wine, and dreams.

Yang Ling didn't expect this talented man to talk about women in a set way, Wen Zhengming is also a master of painting, he has an extraordinary understanding of painting, and he can best understand the meaning of Tang Bohu's words, and he also highly respects Tang Bohu's character painting skills.

At this time, he saw that Yang Ling was full of interest, and he had the feeling of being a fellow believer in his heart, so he said to Yang Ling with great interest: "Yang Gongzi, wait a minute, there is a wonderful painting on the painting boat that Ziwei just painted last night, wait for me to bring it to you!" ”

Tang Bohu is suave and suave, although he married Shen Jiuniang, the boudoir friend of the Lian'er girl, as his wife, but he still often stays in the Qinglou, these girls love his talents, and never ask him for the money to spend the night, this Lian'er girl is also his admirer.

She has big eyes and red lips, her skin is as white as fat, and she is also a beauty, but now Tang Bohu was full of praise when he saw Gao Wenxin, and Lian'er felt that her posture was comparable, so she kept standing aside, pouting a little unpleasantly, and then hearing Wen Zhengming say that she wanted to take a painting painted last night, although she was angry, she still couldn't help but blush, and glared at him fiercely, as if she was a little shy.

Wen Zhengming hurriedly ran back to the painting boat to get a scroll, and when he returned to the pavilion, he had just torn half of the scroll apart, when a gust of wind came and almost blew the painting off. Wen Zhengming pulled up Tang Bohu and said: "Brother Ziwei, stop for a while, let Yang Gongzi see the Fengyue map you drew yesterday."

After Wen Zhengming finished speaking, he snatched the drawing board in Tang Bohu's hand, opened the scroll in his hand and clamped it on the board, Yang Ling took a look, the painting was not black and white, it was actually painted, and the painting was a plump and moving [***] beauty, she was half-kneeling on the couch, with a piece of red silk around her waist, covering her shame with one hand, her slender waist collapsed slightly, her delicate eyes turned around, and she looked at Yanran, her expression was vaguely that Lian'er girl.

A man in the back of her buttocks is in a copulation shape, and there are two lines of small words in the blank space next to it: 'Half curtain breeze, a bright moon, half like shy and half shirk, turn back and tell a lighter, not like the ordinary waves and wind and moon', this picture is actually a charming and moving spring palace picture.

Yang Ling had never heard of the great genius Tang Bohu painting the Spring Palace, he stared at the picture in amazement, pointed to the painting and said, "This is painted by Brother Tang?" ”

Wen Zhengming said with a smile: "Exactly, the brush is delicate, the characters are expressive, there are no less than 100 Spring Palaces painted by Brother Tang, this one I like the most, I have asked him for it, I and Yang Gongzi hit it off at first sight, if you like it, I will transfer it to you?" ”

Yang Ling smiled dryly: "Eh, does the first genius in Jiangnan also paint this kind of painting?" Hehe, that's not what I expected."

Xu Zhenqing said with a smile: "Listening to Yang Gongzi's accent, I think it is from the north and I don't know the southern atmosphere, and there is nothing to paint this painting, in fact, many ladies also copy this Spring Palace painting, but the ones from the hands of Brother Ziwei are all treasures, and they are very much sought after in the world."

Tang Bohu also seemed to be extremely satisfied with this painting, he took the drawing board, gently stroked the painting and smiled: "Not only the south, but also near the Beijing Division, most of the skillful women in Tianjin Wei are good at this, not only usually paint, but also draw this spring palace painting at the end of each year to sell in the market, locally called 'daughter spring', Yang Gongzi is from the north, don't you know about it?" ”

Gao Wenxin sat on the railing of the small pavilion according to Tang Bohu's instructions, stared sideways at the smoke and waves of Taihu Lake, and asked him to paint. She sat for a long time and felt that her shoulders and neck were a little sore, and when she turned around and was about to move her body, she suddenly saw Yang Ling and those scholars pointing at the drawing board, and Wu Jiyuan and Mo Qinghe were also watching on tiptoe behind the crowd, and the portrait had been completed.

She stood up happily, walked over and asked happily, "Tang Gongzi has already finished painting?" ”

Gao Wenxin asked, looked down at the painting, although she looked at it in reverse, but she had recognized at a glance what the painting was roughly depicting, and this time her pretty face turned snow-white, as if the blood color had been evacuated all of a sudden, and then it suddenly turned red, and her whole body trembled.

She never expected that this person would paint such a picture with her appearance to practice, Gao Wenxin was only dizzy with anger, she didn't want to raise her hand, "snap" was a slap, slapped Tang Bohu's face fiercely, and scolded: "You are shameless! ”

After Gao Wenxin finished speaking, the two lines of tears couldn't help but roll down, and the most embarrassing thing for her was that Yang Ling was not only not annoyed, but actually pointed at the portrait with such a person. If he really liked himself and saw himself as his woman, would he treat himself like this and let himself be trampled upon?

Gawain's heart was heartbroken at the thought of this, she hid her face with her hands, turned around and rushed towards the lake.

(To be continued)