The closer to Chinese New Year's Eve, every household cleans up, removes the old and welcomes the new, and it is bound to replace a batch of calligraphy and paintings that have been hung for a long time, so Mo Liufanghua's business has become better and better these days.

Early in the morning, Rong Ruo was still having breakfast, and Banxia came in with a bunch of calligraphy and paintings, and put them on the table next to him to stir up a layer of dust.

"What is this?" Rong Ruo raised her eyebrows and pointed with chopsticks.

Banxia wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and his apple face was about to wrinkle into a persimmon cake, "It's all that Ouyang butler, what do you say that there have been no big things in the palace for many years, and it just so happens that King Jing is celebrating the New Year in Beijing this year, so he simply changed them all together, and the New Year also looks more festive." ”

Rong Ruo took a chopstick-pickled bamboo shoot and chewed it twice in his mouth, puzzled: "Why does it have anything to do with you?" ”

"Of course not, it's Miss You......" Banxia wrinkled her nose, straightened her chest and learned from Ouyang Xiyue's appearance and stood up straight, pinched her voice and said in her tone: "Since the prince has handed over the affairs of the palace to Miss Rong, I naturally don't dare to call the shots in the furnishings in the mansion, and I also ask Miss Rong to take over the front yard and backyard, this is the key to the treasury, and the things inside are selected by Miss Rong, in short, the prince doesn't like objects with no connotation on the surface, Miss Rong will do it herself." ”

After finishing his studies, Banxia stomped his feet, puffed out his cheeks and said, "Miss, look at it, what kind of tone is this, it's sour, I think I can't hear that she is sarcastic, Miss, you can't see it." ”

Rong Ruo grabbed the bowl and poured the last two mouthfuls of porridge into her mouth, raised her eyelids and glanced at Banxia, and said speechlessly: "She is sarcastic about your young lady, I have no connotation." When he stood up, he flicked his fingers on his head for a while.

Banxia covered her head and jumped to her feet and said, "That's okay?" I'm going to ...... now."

Rong Ruo leaned on the table with her chest crossed, and said coldly: "You can't beat her." ”

"Miss!" Banxia twisted his body and turned back, and said with a flat mouth: "This Ouyang Xiyue is too shameless, a good Miss Guogong is inappropriate, you have to come to be a housekeeper, Miss, you haven't heard what everyone in the capital says, they all say that Dingguo Gong has been wise all his life, and finally called this granddaughter to ruin the lintel, and now she has no face to see people." ”

Rong Ruo's eyes have turned to the pile of calligraphy and paintings, and I don't know where Banxia pulled it out, the dust is almost the thickness of a fingernail, open a random one, the book is scribbled, the dragon and the phoenix are swimming, and the elegant beauty is not lost in the mess, and then look at a volume, it is a picture of narcissus, green and white, lifelike, like a fragrance lingering.

"The words are good, the paintings are good, it's just ......" Rong Ruo trembled, there were still some insect shells mixed in the dust, Mu Beichen was so violent, and the famous paintings that he said were just thrown in the garbage heap for preservation? The corners of Rong Ruo's mouth twitched: "Dirty." ”

Banxia chattered for a long time, and found that Rong Ruo didn't listen to a word at all, and slapped it on the picture scroll: "Miss, Ouyang Xiyue made it clear that he deliberately made things difficult for you, and you still have air control over these calligraphy and paintings!" ”

Rong Ruo is not a noble girl in the capital, since he was a child, someone has specially cultivated you for some medium feeding matters, this matter looks simple on the surface, but in fact, when it really arrives in his hands, he will find that all kinds of trivial things can trouble the individual, especially Rong Ruo has no experience at all, I am afraid that it will become a pot of porridge when the time comes, maybe Ouyang Xiyue is for this purpose.

Rong Ruo's dusty fingers wiped Banxia's face, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just to decorate the house, it's hard for your young lady." ”

"What kind of calligraphy and painting? Does the lady want to buy calligraphy and paintings? Yuegui came in with a tray and a pot of freshly brewed flower tea on it, "Speaking of which, at this time of year, the business of the ink flow is the best, and whoever changes the painting or something will go around." ”

Rong Ruo took a sip of the tea poured by Yuegui to relieve the taste of breakfast, his eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyebrows at Banxia and Yueguiyi: "Let's go too." ”

Ink flows

Chu Feng stood still in front of the Liufang Wall for a long time, his eyes were focused on admiring the painting above, and the guy in the store who followed him was busy recommending: "This painting was only sent yesterday, although there are some shortcomings in the cut, it is not suitable for hanging on the wall, but it is rare to have subtle brushwork, implicit but not revealing, the intention is beyond words, and it is also from a romantic and elegant person." ”

Chu Feng took a step, his peach blossom eyes outlined the rippling water waves, and he smiled elegantly: "I have seen this painting." ”

"Huh?" The guy let out an unexpected sound and accompanied Chu Feng along the Liufang Wall, "Could it be that Young Master Chu knows the painter?" ”

Chu Feng took out the folding fan and opened it, waved it twice, and then said with a smile: "Why do you need to meet, wouldn't it be more elegant to meet friends with words." ”

The guy smiled and nodded: "What Gongzi Chu said is that Gongzi Chu is here to invite ......" I originally thought that Chu Feng was interested in the painting and planned to buy it, but seeing that Chu Feng didn't mean that, the guy didn't say anything more, and introduced something else.

Chu Feng looked at the paintings on the wall, and before leaving, he thought about it for a while, pointed to three of them and said, "This, this, and the penultimate one on the right, I want them all, just go back and ask someone to send them directly to the mansion." ”dm

The man's gaze followed Chu Feng around, and he hesitated to say, "...... Young Master Chu, do you want these three? ”

A tiger hero, a picture of General Zhang's army, and a picture of the sea god being tried.

The guy muttered in his heart, during the New Year, other people's families are all blessed and flowered, why is Chu Gongzi's taste so peculiar, it's really good to hang this, don't come to them when the time comes.

The first one to come up and kill, well, the three tigers were killed, and they were treated as the people to eliminate harm, and they were so happy and happy; The second one...... Barely ...... In the end, General Zhang won the battle later; But when it comes to the third one, the guy doesn't understand, have a good New Year, don't you feel ominous to hang this at home?

Chu Feng waved the folding fan and patted his nose, "It's just these three who can get into the eyes of the master, and they are all wrapped." "Mainly, his wife should like this style.

No, Uncle Chu came here early in the morning, not to ask Lin Yuanxiu to pick it up from the bed, he didn't understand which nerve of his old mother was suddenly wrong, what kind of poetic Chinese New Year's Eve to do this year?

Chu Feng had a fierce beast in his heart that was about to bark out wildly, and he didn't have any ink on his chest, that is, he said that the damn thing, people who couldn't even memorize a poem did what kind of poems and paintings, even if Chu Feng was crazy, he still had to obediently choose paintings under Lin Yuanxiu's 'tiger's eye' gaze.

"Young Master Chu is really ......" The man's words of praise searched all over his stomach, and he held back a sentence: "The taste is unique and different." ”

The man was looking for someone to take the frame of the painting, Chu Feng came out of the Liufang wall alone, and just walked to the rockery in the small garden, a black image swooped down like an eagle, Chu Feng didn't look at the footsteps, his body rubbed the black shadow and stopped on a stone on the edge of the lotus pond, raised his eyebrows and said, "You follow the master?" ”

"Slightly ......" Sugar Pill stuck out his tongue at Chu Feng with a grimace, his light body jumped, and he sat on the top of the rockery, holding a wolf pen in his hand and dangling, "I can go wherever I like, so I don't follow you." ”

Chu Feng brushed away the hair that was blown to his shoulders by the wind with his backhand, "Then I'll go to the front yard to drink tea and eat snacks next, you won't have to go the same way, right?" ”

Sugar Pill held his chin and tilted his head to look at him from top to bottom, his round eyes were clear and smart, looking at his innocent appearance, suddenly flashed, and a sly light flashed, "I don't want to follow you, you go quickly, let's go." ”

Chu Fenghu looked at the sugar pill suspiciously, "This is not Chu Mansion, don't mess around anymore." ”

"Old man, long-winded!" Sugar Pill stood up and patted his buttocks, twisting his neck with disdain, the word old man was learned from Lin Yuanxiu, once Lin Yuanxiu muttered to Sugar Pill What old man, old cow eats tender grass, sugar pill can't remember anything else, so he remembered the word old man, and thought it was funny, so he called it.

Chu Feng tapped his head with the handle of the folding fan with a headache, and watched the sugar pill leap forward, like a flying swallow sweeping the ground, and then ran up to the roof and ran away, some doubting how high the chance was that she would not get into trouble.

Although the two of them started to fight when they met, you poisoned me, and I planted Gu for you, but Chu Feng knew in his heart that Sugar Pill was simple-minded, and to put it bluntly, it was a bit stupid, plus she thought she was very powerful, but in fact, the kung fu of the three-legged cat and the half-hung Gu driving ability, when she met a slightly more powerful one, she asked someone to take it. In particular, her ability to cause trouble is not symmetrical with her own ability, what is this not looking for death?

Therefore, Chu Feng was also very curious about how Sugar Pill came to the capital from Miao Jiang alive.

On the other side of the Liufang wall, when the guy was looking for someone else to come over to pick up the painting, he saw that something had fallen from the place where Chu Feng was standing, so he bent down and picked it up, thinking that it must have been dropped by Chu Feng, and when he was going to take it back together, the painting was stuck behind when the other person took the painting, so the guy casually hung the thing next to the painting and hurried over to help.

After the two of them worked together to get the three paintings, they hurriedly ran to frame them, but forgot that the thing was still hanging in place, and when the guy turned around, there was something else. The guy hesitated, there were a lot of people in the front yard today, but the backyard only received one or two, and at that time, it happened that there was no one else, and it was estimated that Chu Gongzi found that the things were missing and came back to take them away, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

The carriage of King Jing's Mansion stopped in front of the door of Moliu Fanghua, Rong Ruo got out of the carriage, first took a look at the surrounding environment, and took a quiet look in the middle of the noise, the willow bridge and flowing water, there was already a little bit of charm and bones, and then looked up, and couldn't help but say: "Moliu Fanghua." ”

Banxia helped Rong Ruo get out of the carriage, and the green finch was already standing in front, with a slender back straight like a green pine that never bends its waist.

"Ink has been passed down for thousands of years, and the name is very interesting." Rong Ruo walked in front, Banxia leaned back to support Rong Ruo's arm, and Green Sparrow stood behind the two of them, not feeling her presence at all when she didn't speak.

Rong Ruo raised his foot and stepped on the steps, and there was a 'poof-' sound not far away, as if something very heavy had fallen abruptly into the river, and I knew how much splash it could make just by imagining it.

What's even more puzzling is that then there are several more 'poofs' intermittently heard, and the sound varies from light to heavy.

Rong Ruo blinked and turned his head to look at Banxia: "There is a diving competition going on inside?" ”