Chapter 11: Painting Appreciation

At the time of the next office, Fang Yi straightened his clothes, held a few scrolls of calligraphy and paintings, and came out of the duty room.

A familiar official asked, "Sima Fang, where is this going?" ”

Fang Yi smiled: "I asked a few friends to enjoy the paintings." ”

The clerk nodded knowingly: "This month, every day, it's time to relax." ”

Fang Yi echoed and said, "Then I'll go first, see you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow."

Seeing Fang Yi leave, the official and his colleagues sighed: "Fang Sima is really not easy, the adult was seriously ill a few days ago, he was day and night, either in the yamen, or in front of the adult's bed, and his own son is just like this." ”

"People know how to repay it. If it weren't for the adults, Fang Sima wouldn't be where he is today! ”

"It's also ......"

Out of the yamen, Fang Yi neither took a car nor a sedan car, just took his entourage and walked slowly to Mingde Building.

This is the largest restaurant in Nanyuan, taking up half of the street. The owner behind it is very capable, the chef is invited from the capital, the craftsmanship is excellent, and the environment is elegant. There are not only lively singing and dancing, but also quiet and quiet elegant rooms, whether it is a rich family or a literati student, they all like to come here.

As soon as Fang Yi arrived, the guy greeted him with a smile on his face: "Fang Sima, you haven't been here for a long time. ”

Fang Yi smiled lightly and said, "Your family's food is too expensive, one table is half a month's worth of money, I don't dare to come often." ”

The guy was amused by him and said, "Sima Fang said that he laughed, as long as you are willing, how can you pay for it yourself?" ”

Fang Yi didn't say anything, but his entourage showed displeasure: "How can you not pay for dinner?" Who are you and our son? ”

The guy knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, little nonsense, please don't take it to heart." ”

Fang Yi waved his hand and asked him, "I made an appointment with Li Gongzi to enjoy the painting, you can take me there." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The man answered, leading him through the lobby and into the backyard.

Fang Yi is also famous in Nanyuan, and someone in the hall saw it and said, "That's Fang Sima, right?" Hasn't he always been thrifty? Are you willing to come to Mingde Building? ”

Someone at the adjacent table answered: "You don't know this, Fang Sima came to Mingde Building, usually to participate in the cultural meeting, and a few people will make up for it as soon as they share it." And he comes back and forth at most once a month, and the cost is not much. ”

"I see. is so square, no wonder Lord Xu likes him. ”

"yes......"

In front of the Mingde Building is a restaurant, but behind it is a garden. Pavilions and pavilions, scattered.

The guy led Fang Yi to a small building, and there was a faint sound of talking about poetry and words, so he stopped: "Fang Sima, it's here." ”

Fang Yi nodded and instructed his entourage: "You drink tea and go, I'll call you when it's over." ”

"Yes, Childe."

The entourage followed the guy, Fang Yi held the calligraphy and paintings, and climbed the steps.

The young man in Tsing Yi who was guarding the door reported and pushed the door to invite him in.

Fang Yi stepped into the room, and several scholars were sitting or standing, appraising a painting and calligraphy.

Seeing him come in, they smiled politely and detachedly, and one of them arched his hand and said, "Mr. Xue is upstairs." ”

Fang Yi bowed his head and thanked him, and went upstairs with his calligraphy and paintings.

Downstairs laughed again.

One floor apart, but the upper floors are a completely different situation.

The light red drapery, stacked on top of each other, spread all the way to the window, revealing a chaise longue decorated with gold and jade.

Leaning on the couch is a woman, dressed in a red shirt, with a delicate face, half of the corners of the skirt raised, revealing a snow-white calf, full of style.

Seeing Fang Yi, she blinked wonderfully: "Fang Lang, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's really difficult to see you!" ”

Fang Yi didn't have any smile on his face, put the calligraphy and painting on the table, and said coldly: "I would like to see it, do you dare to let me come?" ”

The woman "Gege" laughed, got up and shook over, and hugged his arm: "Look at what you said, it's not for you?" ”

Fang Yi didn't have any pity for the jade, and stretched out his hand to push her away: "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

The woman almost fell, and couldn't help sighing: "Lang Jun is so ruthless, it turns out that you are not like this." ”

Fang Yi was unmoved, sat down and said, "Don't talk nonsense, ask you something." ”

The woman sat lazily across from him and supported her hand with her hand: "I know that you won't come if you're fine, let's say, what's the matter?" ”

"Then what's going on with the Golden Silkworm Gu? Why can I spit it out? ”

The woman frowned: "Spit it out?" ”

"Don't you want to know why he got better all of a sudden? He spit out the Golden Silkworm Gu that night. ”

The woman thought, "Is there such a thing?" I've never heard of it. ”

Fang Yi's face was very bad: "I'm about to be killed by you, what do you say is foolproof, but there is such a big mistake." If the adults wake up, I'm finished! ”

Seeing him so anxious, the woman smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, if something happens, it will be solved, it's not a big deal." First of all, what's the deal with spitting it out? ”

Fang Yi told him about the situation that night and the fact that he had found the insect corpse on his clothes.

He said, "Fortunately, I took the insect corpse away in time, otherwise it would have been exposed by this time." ”

The woman pondered: "The person who gave me the Golden Silkworm Gu said that this thing has entered the body, and it will not rest until death, and the Gu worm and the host will always die." You said that Xu Huan was already dying at that time, could it be that you were mistaken? ”

"How could I be wrong?" Fang Yi was displeased, "Isn't the method of urging Gu worms you said?" I did it, and if it's wrong, it's not the right way you said it. ”

"Then there's another possibility." The woman said, "Maybe Xu Huan drank something, and the Gu worm happened to be restrained by the medicinal properties, and it was spit out after death." ”

Fang Yi didn't bother to worry about this matter, and asked her: "The Gu worm is dead, adults are getting better and better day by day, what do you say to do now?" He must not wake up, and when he wakes up, I will be finished. I'm done, don't even think about it! ”

The woman said angrily, "Look at you, saying this kind of thing again." We are now grasshoppers on a rope, of course, advancing and retreating together, and we will not ignore you no matter what. ”

Fang Yi's face was a little better: "Now that Doctor Huang is guarding tightly, I don't have a chance to poison again, I have to think of another way as soon as possible." ”

"Okay, let me think about ......"

It was dark, and Fang Yi stayed for another hour before leaving.

As soon as he left, the literary meeting downstairs also dispersed. The woman straightened her clothes and walked out of the small building, when she suddenly raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who?" ”

"Meow ......" A cat jumped out of the grass as if frightened.

"It turned out to be a cat." The woman smiled, feeling that she was too nervous, and turned to leave.

After a long time, a figure came out from behind the rockery, and by the cover of the night, it quickly disappeared.