Chapter 68 Portrait

A little girl dressed as a handmaid?

Feng Cheng's heart moved: "Didn't the eldest brother say that Tao Ming's family background is ordinary, this maid shouldn't be from his family, right?" ”

"Probably not. For students studying at Qingya Academy, if they send someone to look for them at home, they will send them to the house. ”

It's a place full of young students, how can anyone send a maid there.

"I heard that Tao Ming fell into the water while playing in the Jinshui River, and went to find out if his maid would be on the Jinshui River-" Before Feng Cheng finished speaking, he saw Feng Yu's face change.

"My sister still knows about Jinshuihe?"

Feng Cheng: "Hehe. ”

"Don't be sloppy, where did you know about this mess as a little girl?" Feng Yu was really a little angry.

Jinshui River is a good place for people in the capital to play and have fun, and when they enter the night, it is fragrant with fat powder, and the warbler sings and dances.

Tao Ming drowned in the Jinshui River at night, which is completely unsuitable for a little girl like her sister to discuss.

Let him know which bastard said this to his sister, and he will not be spared!

Feng Chengmian did not change his color and shook the pot: "I heard the third uncle mention it." ”

Going to Jinshui River to play is commonplace for the third uncle, and the eldest brother has nothing to do with the third uncle.

When Feng Yu heard this, he really frowned and didn't know what to say.

If there is such an unobtrusive younger brother, a fat beating is indispensable, but it is his uncle......

If a nephew hits an uncle, that's a joke.

"Big brother, do you remember what that servant girl looked like?" Feng Cheng hurriedly changed the topic.

Feng Yu thought about it, got up and said, "Let's go to the study." ”

Entering the western study, Feng Yu glanced at the pen and ink on the table and motioned for Feng Cheng to sharpen the ink.

"Big brother wants to paint?"

Feng Yu said humbly: "I'll try to see if I can draw it, it's been a long time, and there may be discrepancies." ”

Feng Cheng was about to cry.

They were all born to the same father, and the difference is too big.

The eldest brother not only has an extraordinary memory, but also has a magical painting skill, which is also the reason why the eldest brother can be famous in the capital where there are many talents.

Feng Cheng watched his brother scribble on the paper, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maidservant girl gradually jumped onto the paper.

Feng Yu put down the pen, looked at the characters on the painting, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I can't completely put the image in my mind on the paper." ”

The characters drawn with pen and ink are a little distorted after all.

"Fortunately, this servant girl has some characteristics, and there is a mole here." As he spoke, he changed the pen and touched the tail of the woman's eye.

The handmaid who fell on the paper came alive in an instant.

"Big brother is amazing." Feng Cheng looked at his brother with a sparkle in his eyes.

Her brother is talented and diligent, and he has studied hard for many years and only waited for the township test to soar, but he missed this autumn season because of Yang's calculations.

This miss will have to wait for another three years.

But how can there be anything Three years later, with the collapse of Shangshu Mansion, the eldest brother is gone.

Looking at his brother who was close at hand, Feng Cheng wanted to cry a little.

Feng Yu looked at his sister who was crying, and then looked at the painting on the table where the ink had not dried, and was a little dumbfounded.

Is it because he draws so well that he puts pressure on his sister?

Feng Yu raised his hand and patted Feng Cheng's shoulder, trying to comfort: "My sister will practice hard, and she will be better than her eldest brother in the future." ”

Feng Cheng: "......" was originally sentimental, but when the eldest brother said this, he really wanted to cry.

After getting the painting from Feng Yu, Feng Cheng thought about it and decided to give it to Lu Xuan.

Tao Ming had an accident in Jinshuihe, and a little girl dressed as a handmaid had looked for him before the accident, and it was speculated that it was very likely that this handmaid was related to Jinshuihe.

There are thousands of painting boats on the Jinshui River, and there are too many flower girls to count, and there are even more such inconspicuous maidservants.

It wasn't of much use for her to keep this painting, and it might come in handy if she handed it over to Lu Xuan.

With this decision, Feng Cheng sent someone to the Chengguo Mansion to deliver the letter as previously agreed.

It just so happened that Lu Xuan didn't go out on this day, but locked himself in the study to sort out the information he had collected recently.

There was a knock on the door of the study, and a happy voice came: "Childe, someone has sent you a letter." ”

"Come in." Lu Xuan rubbed his eyebrows and leaned back on the chair.

Laixi pushed the door in and handed a letter to Lu Xuan.

The letter was simple, only the time and place of the meeting were written.

Seeing the payment, the corners of the young man's lips subconsciously raised, and quickly converged in the surprised gaze of the little girl.

"Tidy up the table." After Lu Xuan finished explaining, he strode out of the study.

Lai Xi was sorting out the paper on the desk and secretly wondering.

Childe doesn't like to be interrupted when he is doing things, and today he went out immediately because of a letter.

Whose letter is this?

When Lu Xuan rushed to the Qingxin Teahouse, Feng Cheng had not yet arrived.

Of course, this is not to blame Feng Cheng for not being punctual, but it has not yet reached the appointed time.

The guy turned the tea upside down, and smiled at Lu Xuan: "Childe, the little one has something to hand over to you." ”

Lu Xuan glanced at the guy, his face was pale.

He couldn't think of anything to give him that would make this guy laugh so badly.

The man quickly opened the cabinet placed in the elegant room and took out a hat: "Childe, look, Miss Feng's hat!" ”

Lu Xuan was silent for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "And then?" ”

Just show him this?

The guy was stunned: "This is Miss Feng's hat." ”

"Made of gold wire?" Lu Xuan looked at it.

Dude was messy all at once.

Lu Xuan frowned: "Since it's Miss Feng's hat, what are you doing with it?" ”

Want to ask for money?

Dude: "......"

It's not okay if he's wrong, just like Childe, if he can hug the beauty and return to him, he jumps from the window on the second floor!

"Put it here, you stand down."

The guy felt cold in his heart and retreated.

Lu Xuan picked up the hat and looked at it carefully.

It looks like an ordinary hat, and it would be a surprise if you dropped a purse full of small dried fish.

Recalling the dried fish he tasted that day, the boy pursed his lips.

After he went back, he also had the idea of asking the kitchen to make some small dried fish, but then he thought that it was not just small dried fish, it didn't seem to be delicious.

It may have been hungry that day.

When Lu Xuan finished drinking the second cup of tea, there was finally the sound of footsteps outside.

Light and thin, different from ordinary women.

This is the footsteps of Miss Feng.

After Feng Cheng came in, he saw Lu Xuan sitting in his old position, sitting upright.

Then, I found the hat that fell last time.

"Aren't there any other guests in this room?" Feng Cheng walked over and sat down and asked casually.

Lu Xuan glanced at her.

Is the business of his teahouse so bad?

"Guy, put it away, Miss Feng don't lose it in the future." The boy fought back.

Feng Cheng was surprised: "It was because you jumped out of the window with me that the hat fell." ”

The young man's handsome face heated uncontrollably.

is obviously in a hurry, why can she say so strangely without blushing and panting?

Lu Xuan decided to get down to business: "What did Miss Feng ask me about today?" ”

Feng Cheng put the scroll on the table and slowly opened it.