Xia Zheng knew that his mother was working so hard, and he was also trying to save more money to raise a good family business for him, but he didn't believe that Xiaoyan was such a villain. So, after circling in front of the yamen for a long time, he still didn't beat the drum to voice his grievances.

"It's a ...... Found you."

When he saw the comer, he hurriedly greeted him, and said, "What is there that makes you run so breathlessly?" ”

"There is an urgent object, our shopkeeper can't make up his mind, and I have to go and help you take a look at it. I don't know what it is. ”

"In that case, let's go quickly."

In this way, the little guy led Xia Zheng to the Qian Mansion, turned the front hall to the back room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the Qian shopkeeper coming to greet him with an enthusiastic face, and said: "Xia Gongzi, let me wait, since you are here, I will not be verbose, whether this painting is the original or not, you have to take a look." ”

Xia Zheng followed the money shopkeeper and walked towards the case, as soon as he saw the painting, he was surprised to pull the money shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be a painting of the self-evident son, if this painting is genuine, can the money shopkeeper let me copy one?" ”

"This ...... I'm afraid."

"I won't accept your money, if you don't want to be the money shopkeeper, I'll have to leave."

The money shopkeeper hesitated, looked at the wall next to him and hesitated, and said, "Okay, okay, according to you." ”

Seeing that Xia Zheng had watched carefully, the money shopkeeper got closer and sniffed it and asked him to light the candle, Xia Zheng took a closer look at the paper through the candle, put it back on the desk happily, and said: "It is indeed the true handiwork of the son, aside from this method and the poetry in the painting, just by virtue of the lines on the paper and the smell of the ink, I can't copy it." ”

"This, why is it, Xia Gongzi, you are well-informed, can you tell me?"

"Back then, I had the opportunity to see the works of Bu Yan Gongzi in Guo Mansion, and Guo Gongzi also inquired about many shops with paper and ink, and even the most experienced masters didn't know what kind of materials were used to make them, let alone imitate them."

After going out and closing the door, he went to the next room, looked at the figure next door through the small hole in the wall, and saluted and said, "Master Li, you have picked up a treasure this time, ah...... If you don't want this kid to copy him, I'll kick him out. ”

"Well, I don't have to. Since he has helped Lord Ben, it can be regarded as a thank you gift to him. On the contrary, it is good to send me back to the house after the money manager. ”

A stall on the side of the street was surrounded by a group of women, Mrs. Qian saw a woman with extremely good-looking hair in the crowd opposite, and after a closer look, she found that it was Aunt Niu who was transporting vegetables to herself, so she hurriedly stopped her and asked: "Aunt Niu, your hair bun today is really good-looking, and the hairpin with it is more and more beautiful." ”

"Oops! Mrs. Qian, you are at a good time. Today, there is a girl who sells hairpins, if any of us buy her hairpins, she will weave you a beautiful bun. Although this hairpin is a few pennies more than usual, why haven't we seen such a beautiful bun. No, all the well-informed ladies and ladies in the city rush here. ”

Aunt Niu took a few steps closer, moved her mouth to the crowd, lowered her voice and smiled, "According to me, you should hurry up and let this girl comb one for you before they come, and the master won't let the soul fly tonight?" ”

"Yo, I'm so old, and I'm still so shameless."

As soon as Mrs. Qian finished speaking, she asked the maid on the side to push aside the people in front of her, and Le'er, the personal maid who protected Mrs. Qian, put a silver ingot next to the bronze mirror, looked at the long line, and said: "The girl's hairpin, our lady has all the hairpins." ”

The masked woman in pink glanced at the rest of the headdress, if this was the case, she would have saved a lot of trouble, so she nodded, and everyone was bluffed away by the maid brought by Mrs. Qian, she took a closer look at Mrs. Qian's face, and asked, "Madam, do you like high buns?" ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

The pink-clothed woman's apricot eyes curled crookedly, and she just coiled her hair in a bun, and then inserted a hairpin into it, and said, "It's useless to talk more, Madame can take a look for herself." ”

Mrs. Qian looked at herself in the bronze mirror, touched a bun hanging next to her ear with her fingertips, carefully looked at herself in the mirror, and said, "Girl's wonderful hands"

Xiao Yan just wanted to say goodbye, when she caught a glimpse of a little white snake crawling towards her, her sleeve was quickly flicked, and the little snake on the ground disappeared.

"Madam, now that it's getting dark, can you take in the little girl for one night?" Xiao Yan stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Qian's hand, her eyes sank, "Just now I have a bun in my heart that can better set off Mrs. Lady's temperament, and I am still thinking about teaching Mrs. Lady to be next to her, so what kind of bun does Mrs. want to change, just let this young lady comb it." ”

Saying this, Mrs. Qian's personal maid on the side was very happy, looked at her master with a proud face, and said: "Madam, what this girl said is also reasonable, if this is the case, Le'er can also dress you up every day, and the old man can't take his eyes off it." ”

"You little hoof, it's fun to see people calling you Miss." Mrs. Qian gently slapped Le'er with the handkerchief in her hand, took Xiao Yan's hand, and smiled, "What are you waiting for, let's go." ”

"Master Xia, you can be considered finished painting."

Xia Zheng handed the slender brocade box in his hand to the little guy at the door, glanced at the sky, it was already a moonlit night, and he was anxious, and shouted: "Oh, how did I forget this?" ”

When he was about to leave in a hurry, he was stopped by the little maid and said, "Our master has already sent someone to inform Sister Xia, so you can stay here with peace of mind tonight." ”

He was still wavering in his heart about reporting to the official, and he didn't know how to explain it to his mother when he thought about going back, so he had to wait for tomorrow to find Xiaoyan and ask him clearly in person.

"This painting is really rare, and it is even more fortunate for Xia Mo that the master is willing to let me copy it, so let me personally thank the master."

"Hey......" The little guy stopped him again, snatched the food box from the hand of the maid who came to him, and stuffed it into Xia Zheng's hand, "I'm afraid that the lord and the lady have already rested, and Xia Gongzi must be hungry after painting for a day, so rest in peace after eating." ”

After the little guy finished speaking, he took the brocade box with the painting and left, the maid saw that the food box was in the hands of others, and both sides could not afford to offend, and when she was in a hurry, the door next door opened, Xia Zheng handed the food box to the visitor, and said: "The little guy forcibly snatched the food box of the distinguished guest, and I hope that the guest has a large number, don't ...... with it."

"Little ...... Whisper"

Xiao Yan sent the maid away, heard a sound in the other party's stomach, pushed back the food box in his hand with a smile, and asked: "Ah Zheng, I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with the paintings of the unspoken son." ”

"If you like it, come in and see."

Xiao Yan looked at the painting on the case through the candlelight, no wonder she always felt that there was an indescribable sense of familiarity in Danyang City, she let Xiao Bai look for it for a long time, it turned out to be that person's painting, she should have thought of it a long time ago. Although the painting in front of me is copied, the management of the position of the still life in the painting also shows the poetic connotation of the painter. She was a little stunned, and said in a daze: "Thousands of gold and silver and jade, when encountered, it is dust and sand." ”

"Xiao Yan, are you okay?"

Xia Zheng hurriedly helped her sit down, poured another cup of tea and put it on the table, Xiao Yan took off the face towel, helped her forehead before remembering the hairpin, took out a pink money bag and stuffed it into Xia Zheng's hand, and said: "This is the money from selling hairpins, you can take it back to your sister." ”

He held the heavy money bag, thinking that his mother didn't have so much money in a month, but Xiao Yan sold so much in one day, he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, and held her hand when she turned around, Xiao Yan was still stunned, tripped over the corner of the table, and fell into his arms.

At this moment, her heart lost her former calmness, a pair of apricot eyes stared directly at Xia Zheng, her fingertips drew his eyebrows, covered her heart and said, "Ah Zheng, do I like you?" ”

Xia Zheng was overjoyed in his heart, and when he was about to speak, the person in his arms turned into a painting and fell into his arms. He wiped his eyes, picked up the painting, glanced at the cup that fell on the table, picked up the tea leaves at the tail of the curly and pinched it, looked at it carefully, and saw that it was written on it, "Qingyu Treading Song", and there was a self-evident child's paragraph.

"No wonder Fang Cai Xiaoyan has the scent of ink painted by the unspoken son, ...... slowly" Xia Zheng picked up the painting and widened his eyes in disbelief, "Xiao ...... Xiaoyan, aren't you...... Immortals in the picture? ”

"You idiot, but you see a person in this painting?"

He really looked at the side carefully as she said, and saw that there was no one among them, so he said suspiciously: "That Xiaoyan, aren't you an immortal in the painting?" ”

Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, isn't his identity as a painting spirit enough to be afraid? Or was he a nerd who liked the man's paintings too much, and was even interested in asking her questions here.

"Ah Zheng, I am neither human nor immortal, aren't you afraid?"

Who knew that he smiled, carefully wiped the curly tail sticking to the water, fanned the wind with his hand, gently brushed the picture, and said: "I have long been fascinated by the spring light of the mountains that day, and now, the rare person who cares about me is also pleased with me." I'm Xia Zheng, I don't know how happy I am in my heart, and why am I afraid? ”

Early the next morning, Xia Zheng rubbed his eyes, suddenly felt something pressing on his chest, and suddenly remembered that he fell asleep with the painting scroll last night, and suddenly opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw the sleeping face he was expecting.

Xiao Yan hugged him with both hands, found a comfortable position on his face, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly open: "Ah Zheng, I didn't know that I could sleep so peacefully with you in my arms, can you allow me to rely on it for a while?" ”

Natsu was brushing the shredded hair on the side of her face, rubbing her hair and laughing without saying a word. Thinking in her heart, Guo Qiren is interested in Xiao Yan, if he knows Xiao Yan's identity, her weakness of turning into a picture axis when she encounters water is bound to be hidden, and Danyang City is afraid that she will not be able to stay longer.

Xia Zheng picked up Xiao Yan who was lying on top of him, and got up and asked, "Xiao Yan, I forgot to ask last night, why are you in Xie Mansion?" ”

Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes when he asked, and at this time, the door next door happened to be picked three times, and asked: "Girl, our lady is about to get up, braiding her hair in a bun, and I hope you will teach Le'er some new tricks." ”

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Outside the door, Le'er looked at the next room, the sound seemed to come from the next room, thinking that Madame was going to rinse her mouth, so he said that he would pick her up in a while, and then walked to Madame's yard.

Xiao Yan just got out of bed, turned around and took Xia Zheng's hand, and said, "Ah Zheng, can we get married?" ”

He was about to open the door when there was another knock on the door, and the little guy outside the door said anxiously: "Master Xia, the big thing is not good, you better go to the school and take a look." ”

Xia Zheng looked at her and stopped laughing, glanced at the outside angrily, smiled, and said "yes" to the door.