The days are long, and the breeze is smooth.

It is rare to have a refreshing sunny day since the snowfall, the warm winter sun hangs high, the clear water and green mountains, the wind and the sun.

Approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, the market is lively, most of the festive items are displayed for the New Year, everywhere is red, everywhere is to make people look happy.

Horse-drawn carriages come and go, shuttling through the weaving crowd, sometimes slowing down the pace, a lively and noisy scene.

Among the many carriages, a small sedan chair is particularly chic, four young and strong sedan chair drivers lifted effortlessly, easily through the street full of tourists, followed by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl with a double bun, her ear was close to the sedan curtain and said something, turned her head and raised her hand to command, the sedan chair quickly turned a corner, and entered a one-zhang wide alley.

The sedan chair swayed through the alleys, passing by the most lively and prosperous inns, wine shops, silk villages, and fat powder shops...... I came to a much quieter side street, and finally stopped at a small house with an elegant appearance, on which the cursive characters were written: Ink Flow Fanghua.

The sedan chair man unloaded the sedan chair, the maid bent down to lift the sedan curtain, first floated out of the yellow hem of the sedan chair, and then the ring was tinkling, and the people inside slowly stepped out and straightened up, their eyes were like autumn waves cutting water, and their lips were smiling lightly, but the skin was too pale, and it seemed to be a little sickly.

Zhou Qinzhu glanced at the plaque at the door, and the little maid Lychee beside her supported her right arm, and said, "Miss, the slave maid can help you bring it to frame, why do you have to run it yourself in the winter." ”

Zhou Qinzhu lifted the corner of her skirt and walked in, and said with a slight smile: "If you don't make this excuse, how can you come out to breathe." "As soon as she enters winter, she is prone to illness, so the people of the Zhou family pay special attention and will never let her go out at will.

Zhou Qinzhu knows her body, and she never worries everyone, but after Rong Ruo prescribed her a prescription this year, she felt that her whole body was much smoother, and her heart did not have the depression that often could not be dissipated in previous years, and she was depressed at home for many days.

"Being able to allow Miss Rong to diagnose the disease is also the opportunity of the young lady, and now the young lady looks like she is already well." Lychee has followed Zhou Qinzhu since she was a child, knowing that she has suffered a lot, and now seeing Zhou Qinzhu get better, how can she not be happy.

Zhou Qinzhu and Lychee entered inside, a woman who specialized in hospitality came out and invited them to wait in the guest room, and quietly retreated after pouring tea, leaving the master and servant, Zhou Qinzhu took a cup of hand warmer, and said with a smile: "My body knows by itself, how can it be so easy, but what you remind is that Miss Rong, as a doctor, feels that it is not a big deal to treat patients, but I can't receive a kindness in vain, I should be rewarded." ”

Lychee untied Zhou Qinzhu's cloak and folded it on the cabinet next to her where clothes were placed, and turned around and said, "But the last time Miss sent a post about the tea party, Miss Rong didn't respond." ”

Zhou Qinzhu took a sip of tea, the hot tea went down to her stomach, her whole body warmed up, and she smiled: "I really forgot, she doesn't like people to make a lot of noise." ”

The two talked for a while, and the shopkeeper was late, arched his hands with a polite smile on his face, and said at the entrance: "Miss Jiuhou, I don't know if I came here today......"

Zhou Qinzhu glanced at Lychee, Lychee took out a long box, took out the rice paper rolled into a cylinder, and handed it over: "Trouble the shopkeeper to frame the painting, we will come and pick it up tomorrow, is it feasible?" ”

The shopkeeper opened and slowly unfolded the picture scroll, so he saw it, his eyes lit up, and the words of praise blurted out: "Wonderful hand Danqing, about to come out, the landscape is actually alive...... Hey? The painter has never heard of it. "The shopkeeper thought that he could make such a painting, at least there was still some slight fame in the capital, but it was a little-known name.

In addition to framing, ghostwriting, and calligraphy, it is more important to collect and sell paintings. After a long time, the shopkeeper has a lot of contact with the characters, and occasionally he will specially invite contemporary masters to give lectures, draw on the spot, and the reputation will spread out, many students will come with paintings, if the painting is called Moliu Fanghua to stay, get a chance to show his face, maybe he will become famous all of a sudden.

Lychee smiled proudly: "Of course, the painting was painted by my young lady herself." ”

The shopkeeper was stunned, his eyes moved away from the painting, and he looked at Miss Wen Ya who was sitting on the side.

The shopkeeper was in awe, put down the painting, and arched his hand again with a smile that was much more sincere than just now: "Old and clumsy, I don't know that Miss is everyone, dare to ask, can this painting be sold to me?" ”

Zhou Qinzhu got up and raised his hand, and smiled with his eyebrows: "There are many famous artists in Moliu Fanghua, and the little girl doesn't dare to compare with it, and the shopkeeper is too high-minded." ”

"No, no, no, although the old man doesn't dare to say that he has read countless paintings, he can also see some real chapters." The shopkeeper waved his hand again and again, and said seriously: "If Miss's painting is left, it will definitely be able to go up to the wall." ”

Liufang Wall was an ordinary wall in Moliu Fanghua, but later became a master of Ji Mofeng at the beginning of the year was still a poor scholar who went to Beijing to catch the exam, he heard that Moliu Fanghua received paintings and came to try, the shopkeeper at that time did not value it, and hung it on the white wall of the Moliu Fanghua corridor, only said that he sold the painting and then gave money.

Who knows, that painting actually attracted the two famous Zheng Zheng paintings in the capital, and as the two fought, the painting also spread, and it became popular for some reason. Please net

Later, Ji Mofeng became a master, and the wall where his paintings were hung was regarded as auspicious, and many people named him to hang this place.

Therefore, for many people, it is a great honor to be able to go to the top of the wall, and some people cannot ask for it for life. Now the shopkeeper easily told Zhou Qinzhu that her paintings can go up to the wall, which is a great praise for her.

Zhou Qinzhu listened, but there was no complacency and pride, and he was still smiling generously: "The reputation of the shopkeeper, I don't appreciate it, but this painting is a birthday gift for my grandfather, and I ask the shopkeeper to frame it as soon as possible, and I will call someone to pick it up." ”

The shopkeeper picked up the painting again and admired it, sighing with regret, but he also had some understanding, first, the painting was a birthday gift for his relatives, and he could not have the idea of selling; Let's take a look at this young lady who is knowledgeable, etiquette and atmosphere, where is the general small door can be trained, all the women in Beijing, the more out of everyone, the more they can't show their heads, the deep mansion and wealthy families pay attention to the reputation of women, and they don't like to let people talk about it.

However, the shopkeeper still did not give up, and he had to ask if there were any other paintings, and if he didn't want to hang his name, he would take another cover and put it on.

Zhou Qinzhu thought for a while, took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and hesitated: "There is a casual painting, I don't know if it's feasible?" ”

The paper is in the shape of a long strip, as if it has been specially cut, folded in two.

When the shopkeeper opened, he saw the red plum on the white paper, the long sword was waved in the air, the mountains were vast, the waterfall was magnificent, and a few strokes showed a vast sea and sky, vast mountains and rivers.

The only drawback is that the paper is not of the ordinary size, and it is slightly narrower, which is not easy to frame.

"If it doesn'...... work," Zhou Qinzhu wanted to say it, she didn't have the heart to chase fame and fortune, but it was not good to shirk the shopkeeper's hospitality before she remembered the painting made by the winter solstice garden party, before the banquet began, Zhou Qinzhu asked the lychee to quietly take it off from under the lantern, and it happened to be seen when she took the birthday painting in the study today, so she took it casually.

The shopkeeper hurriedly put it away, squinted his eyes with a smile and said, "Okay, why not, it's very good." ”

After that, the two discussed how to frame the painting, and Zhou Qinzhu retired from the guest house of Moliu Fanghua.

Outside, the winter sun still hangs high, shining with the snow of the houses on the streets.

Zhou Qinzhu grabbed the hood on the side of his cheek with his left hand, glanced at the end of the road, and said to Lychee: "By the way, go to Babao Zhai, grandmother likes the Babao duck there the most." ”

Lychee wanted to greet the sedan chair, but Zhou Qinzhu stopped it, and said while going down the steps: "It's just a few steps next to it, and it's inconvenient for the sedan chair to go back and forth." ”

As a young lady's insistence, Lychee had no choice as a maid, and said to Zhou Qinzhu: "Then I'll let them go to Suzaku Street in front and wait, Miss will come out for a while, although it is sunny and the weather is cold, let's go back early after shopping, so as not to worry the old lady and the old lady." ”

Zhou Qinzhu pretended to sigh, looked at Lychee and said with a smile: "You are more and more powerful now, who gave you the privilege?" ”

"Miss, don't bury the slaves." Lychee was anxious, stomped her feet on the spot and muttered: "Slaves and maids are cattle and horses, serving the life of their masters." ”

Zhou Qinzhu knocked on the top of the lychee's head with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I just said something about you, you are up with me, if you don't hurry up, the sun will set if you continue to rub it down." ”

Lychee trotted down and explained to the sedan chair drivers, Zhou Qinzhu glanced at the other side, and went down the last step with her skirt, but she didn't know if the snow on the steps was not cleaned, or if her feet were not solid, and the soles of her feet slipped, and people were about to fall out.

Just when Zhou Qinzhu subconsciously exclaimed, she felt that her arm was lifted by some force, and her leaning body was brought back to the right path, and her shoes stepped on the solid street without danger.

Zhou Qinzhu's heart pounded very fast, her face turned pale in an instant, she reached out and pressed the position of her chest, and remembered that someone helped her just now, and when she looked down, a black satin fan was being opened against her elbow, and a picture of a beauty was drawn with gold paint.

Zhou Qinzhu first thought about it, how to paint this kind of painting, it was too explicit, and then thought that it was the owner of this fan who made a move to avoid falling, where is it good to talk about people's rights and wrongs, even behind his back, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, raised his head and lowered his eyes, and said with a soft smile: "Thank you, Your Excellency." ”

The black folding fan was taken back by the owner, and only a clear laugh was heard: "It's an honor to save the beauty." ”

Zhou Qinzhu's thin eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes moved up a little bit, which was a pair of rippling eyes, like a peach blossom scorching open in March, so that people could not take their eyes off it.