"Painter, where are you?"

Steward Lin, who was supervising the maids in the courtyard to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground, heard An Zhan's voice, walked up to him, and asked respectfully, "Little Master, who are you calling?" Lao Lin will help you find it. ”

An Zhan thought to himself that the female painter was secretly brought back to Anfu by himself outside, and if he was found by his father, it would be nothing, but if he was discovered by his master, he would definitely know that he had hired a painter to paint a portrait of him.

Master knew that he had the intention of marrying him.

Then the master will definitely stop him from making a marriage notice.

An Zhan beckoned and motioned for Steward Lin to lean over, and after Steward Lin bent down, An Zhan leaned into his ear and whispered: "Old Lin, I'll tell you something quietly, I brought back a female painter from outside, don't say it." ”

Female painter?

If it weren't for the fact that An Zhan was only nine years old, and heard him say that he brought a female painter back, Steward Lin would still think that the female painter was the sweetheart he brought back, and he would secretly hide his sweetheart.

Steward Lin also asked quietly, "Little Master, why can't you say it?" ”

An Zhan waved his hand and said: "Just don't say it, as for why, don't ask so much, she is gone now, you go and help me find out where she went, I'm really afraid that she will run away like the last painter." ”

Steward Lin frowned and asked, "Little Master, that female painter, what does she look like?" ”

An Zhan replied: "She looks very beautiful, even more beautiful than my mother." ”

"Forehead..........." Steward Lin paused, "Pretty is beautiful, but what are her characteristics?" ”

An Zhan touched his chin and said, "I look taller than you, and I'm wearing a green dress." ”

Steward Lin nodded hurriedly, the sky gradually darkened, the cool breeze was blowing, the more it blew, the more it felt a little cold, Steward Lin looked up at the sky, and found that there were a few dark clouds floating in the sky, and the cool breeze was blowing more and more, Steward Lin lowered his head, looked at An Zhan, and said softly: "Little master, it's about to rain, why don't you go back first?" ”

An Zhan looked up at the sky, and felt that the dim sky was indeed going to rain, "I'm not going back, how can I find it when I go back?" ”

Suddenly, there was a flowing green cloth on the roof in his sight, and he remembered that the female painter was wearing clothes of this color, and he smiled, and An Zhan said in his heart: It turned out that he ran up to the roof.

An Zhan said in a low voice: "Lao Lin, hurry up and ask Xiao Gao to go to the backyard with you and move the wooden ladder in the backyard." ”

Steward Lin asked puzzledly, "Little Master, what do you want that ladder for?" ”

An Zhan waved his hand, "If you are told to go, you will go!" ”

Steward Lin nodded his head again and again in response, and hurried to the backyard.

Soon after, Steward Lin and a family member came over with a ladder, and after An Zhan asked the two of them to lean the ladder against the wall, he climbed up.

After An Zhan went to the roof, he saw Feng Yuanzhi sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, and said in her heart: Is it reliable or not? What about painting for my master? Where is the painting?

An Zhan sat next to Feng Yuanzhi, thinking that he had promised to come and work for me, but now he was lazy, grabbed her hair, and swept her face a few times. Feng Yuanzhi, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a little itchy on her face, and when she opened her eyes slightly, she found that there was a pair of dark eyes staring at her.

"Ahh Feng Yuanzhi exclaimed in surprise.

"It's me, not the bad guy." An Zhan looked into her eyes and said.

Feng Yuanzhi sat up, looking at the appearance of this nine-year-old An Zhan little person, no matter how she looked at it, it was difficult to connect with the once handsome and incomparable An Hua, Liang Zhan and An Zhan Shenjun, and she was disgusted with the Emperor of Heaven in her heart, why did she want that group of gossip immortals to vote, so that An Zhan wanted to go down to earth again. Feng Yuanzhi grinned and said, "Young Master An Zhan, when did you come up?" ”

An Zhan smiled, "Guess." ”

Feng Yuanzhi smiled: "I can't guess, why don't you say it directly?" ”

An Zhan pursed his lips, did not answer her, took the gaze that fell on Feng Yuanzhi's face away, and looked ahead, none of the houses in the city were taller than Anfu, and what caught his eyes was not only the roofs of one low house after another, but also the heads of the people walking on the lively street not far from Anfu, and then looked up at the sky that was about to rain, and muttered: "It's going to rain, and this group of people don't go home, they are still walking around the street." ”

When Feng Yuanzhi heard An Zhan say this, she realized that the sky had changed, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's going to rain this day, why are you still running to the roof?" ”

An Zhan moved his gaze back, looked at Feng Yuanzhi and said, "I ran to the roof, didn't I come to find you?" Oh no, not for the portrait yet? What about the portrait of my master? ”

An Zhan stretched out his immature hand and placed it flat in front of Feng Yuanzhi, motioning for her to hand over the portrait he had given her to paint.

The corners of An Zhan's mouth twitched, "Bring it!" ”

Feng Yuanzhi glanced at him, remembering how cold and indifferent he was in the Qingqiu Peach Blossom Forest, and thought to himself that it was also An Zhan, just two different people. Feng Yuanzhi took out a rolled-up painting from her wide sleeves and said, "The painting is here, for you." ”

An Zhan took the portrait from Feng Yuanzhi's hand, opened it, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "This painting is too beautiful!" How many beautiful girls must be fascinated by this! ”

An Zhan added, "Even the young woman looks at this, I guess she will like it, right?" But why is it that my master has run for four years and has not even married a wife? ”

Feng Yuanzhi covered her lips and smiled lightly, and said secretly in her heart: The last time you went down to earth as a human being, your master Cheng Zhiyou in Nanyue in the world still did not marry for life!

An Zhan's eyes lit up, and then he took Feng Yuanzhi's hand, Feng Yuanzhi retracted his hand, "What are you pulling me for?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi thought to herself, if this was not a child, how good it would be!

Then he shook his head again: What do you think!

An Zhan rolled his eyes and said, "Of course I want to go down, you see, it's going to rain this day, if you don't go down, do you want to stay here and be drenched in the rain?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi raised her eyebrows, she flew up, and naturally she could fly down, but An Zhan had just learned martial arts and didn't know how to do light skills, how did he come up? How do you go down?

Feng Yuanzhi asked, "How to go down?" ”

An Zhan said: "Of course, how you come up, how you go down!" ”

An Zhan took Feng Yuanzhi's hand and walked to the side of the roof, pointed down to the ladder leaning against the wall, and said, "Let's go down this ladder." ”

An Zhan rolled up the painting in his hand and put it in the bag in his sleeve, "Painter, I'll go down first." ”

An Zhan went down the ladder after saying that, and after landing on the ground, he looked up at Feng Yuanzhi on the roof, and beckoned, "Come down!" ”

Feng Yuanzhi lived for 30,000 years and had never climbed a ladder, so she felt terrible to look at, so she jumped down and landed in front of An Zhan.

An Zhan circled around Feng Yuanzhi, "Painter, do you know how to work lightly?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi said: "Of course. ”

An Zhan suddenly showed a look of admiration, thinking that this girl who was more beautiful than her mother was not only good at painting, but also light at work, and it was right to follow her. Thinking about it, he suddenly patted his head: I haven't asked her name yet!

An Zhan asked, "By the way, painter, I forgot to ask what your name is, what is your name?" ”

Feng Yuanzhi replied, "My name is Xiaozhi. ”

"And what's your last name?"

"My surname is Feng."

"Feng Xiaozhi?"

Feng Yuanzhi nodded and said, "Yes, it's Feng Xiaozhi." ”

"Follow me!"

An Zhan took Feng Yuanzhi's hand again, walked into the study, and then took out the rolled up painting from his sleeve and spread it out on the table, Feng Yuanzhi looked dazed, thinking about what this was for.

An Zhan said: "Xiao Zhi, how is your handwriting?" If it is beautifully written, how about you write my master's marriage notice by the way? ”

"How to write it?" Feng Yuanzhi asked.

"In the blank space of this painting, write his name, age, official position and status, and then write the conditions for marriage, which requires him to be pleasing to the eye, gentle and kind."

Feng Yuanzhi hooked her lips shallowly, thinking that An Zhan knew a lot at a young age.

An Zhan studied the ink for Feng Yuanzhi, and said with a smile while grinding: "Once the marriage notice is posted, Master will no longer have to worry about not being able to marry a wife." ”

Feng Yuanzhi wrote according to what An Zhan said, and learned from him that his master was actually one of the five great masters of Qin Yuan Kingdom!

Wouldn't it be bad to post a marriage notice to such a big man with a head and face in Qin Yuanguo?

After Feng Yuanzhi finished writing the marriage notice, she said, "Come and see, how is it written?" ”

An Zhan exclaimed: "Good words! Good word! ”

After the ink on the painting gradually dried, An Zhan picked up the painting, thinking that there was only one piece, after all, it could only be pasted in one place, there would be many girls who didn't see it, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yuanzhi, and then asked: "Xiaozhi, is there any way you can turn a portrait into many, many portraits?" ”

"Many, many Zhang?"

"Hmm."

"Many, many, many, many, many?"

"Three or four hundred."

Feng Yuanzhi bent her eyebrows, and said in her heart: This is not simple!

An Zhan grabbed Feng Yuanzhi's hand and shook it from side to side, and said, "Xiao Zhi, can you draw a few more portraits?" I'll give you a thousand taels of gold. ”

A thousand taels of gold is not attractive to Feng Yuanzhi, but this time I came to An Zhan just to meet him, and it is not bad to help him do something. Feng Yuanzhi said: "Okay, you give me a day, and I'll give you the painting after a day." ”

An Zhan gasped in surprise and said, "Hundreds of paintings, you can paint them in one day?" ”

Are you still human?

Feng Yuanzhi said: "That's nature, I'm the most skilled and fastest painter in Nanyue." ”

An Zhan said happily: "Okay! Good! ”

Listening to Feng Yuanzhi said that she was the painter of Nanyue, she was invited by a royal nobleman to come here to paint for them, after the painting she came to this city, and did not find a place to settle for the time being, since she let Feng Yuanzhi paint for a day, she should be given a temporary place to live, An Zhan went to tell An Yuanwai, saying that he invited back the best painter in Nanyue, and asked An Yuanwai to agree to let her live in Anfu. An Yuanwai thought that it would be good for his son to be happy, so he agreed to let Feng Yuanzhi live in Anfu.

The subordinates in the house deliberately disturbed a house and let Feng Yuanzhi live, and after the subordinates retreated, Feng Yuanzhi took out the marriage notice, opened it and spread it on the table, and quickly made a trick with both hands, and a cyan light appeared, hitting the marriage notice, and then an identical marriage notice appeared on the table.

Feng Yuanzhi made the same trick again, and after a while, more than a dozen identical marriage notices appeared in the house.

After Feng Yuanzhi completed hundreds of marriage notices, it was already the evening of the next day, Feng Yuanzhi specially took them and knocked on the door of An Zhan's room. ”

Early in the morning, Cheng Yuan, one of the five great grandmasters of the Qin Yuan Guofeng Martial Arts Bureau, made a sensation in the entire city.

Seeing these unmarried women who saw the marriage notice, they all began to think about Cheng Yuanchao.

What's more, he went directly to the Fengwu Bureau to find Cheng Yuan with the marriage notice, and the gate of the Fengwu Bureau was soon crowded with people.

Soon, these marriage notices reached the hands of the emperor in the capital.

Soon, the imperial court summoned Cheng Yuan back. The people of the Fengwu Bureau thought that if they could have such a big stroke, it would not come from ordinary people, and it didn't take long for them to order a thorough investigation of where these marriage notices came from.