Chapter 867: Get Out!

Hefeng Xuan

Hu Tian was writing a letter, Song Xinyi obediently sat aside to grind him, the turquoise gauze skirt was too eye-catching, not only supporting her elegant and noble, but also adding a touch of charming temptation.

Hu Tian looked at her with a straight face, there was a little resentment in his eyes, he seemed to have mentioned the issue of cohabitation with her, but this girl never responded to him, so he could only "stay alone in the empty room" all day long!

Anyway, sooner or later, she will be his princess, and everyone is an informal person, but she is as guarded as a jade in this regard. To be honest, she was very open at certain times, such as suddenly hugging him from behind, suddenly sticking ink on his face, suddenly pulling his hand.

All of this is a sign that she has made herself her own woman.

Of course, Song Xinyi didn't know that these secret actions were not necessarily so close to each other in this ancient world. Respecting each other as a guest has always been an unbreakable format in this era. So Hu Tian thought more than once that Song Xinyi wanted to express something to him, but he waited for a long time but didn't get anything.

His resentment is written on his face, can't she see it?

"Lord Qi, Mr. Qiu asks to see you." A guard came in to report.

"Let him in." Hu Tian cleaned up his feelings and returned to his usual cold style.

I saw a middle-aged man with a sallow face and dull eyes, holding a picture scroll in his hand, trembling and kneeling on the ground, "Caomin, meet the prince." At the same time, he raised the scroll in his hand.

Song Xinyi walked over and took it and gave it to Hu Tian. As the scroll slowly opens. A sparse and uncharacteristic painting unfolds in front of you!

Probably from never seeing this kind of low-level goods, Song Xinyi was surprised for a while, and looked at Hu Tian at a loss. Hu Tian closed the picture scroll, and people rewarded him with a tael of silver. Send him away.

Song Xinyi was not happy, in the past, she set up a stall to sell paintings, and she could only sell one or two silver at her level. Now with such a low-level commodity, of course, she means not to give a penny.

"Hu Tian, you're not mistaken, right? You can also accept this kind of goods, and you have no bottom line. ”

"What do you think you can do? I really want this king to do so badly, but it's not my style. ”

Song Xinyi's eyes suddenly lit up, patted her breasts and said, "Don't you have me?" I'll leave this thankless task to Miss Ben! ”

"You? Leave this laborious task to you? Hu Tian suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Miss Ben has been in and out of the studio for many years, what kind of painting has not been seen, what you can't do is handed over to Miss Ben, of course, this is not free, you can pay me the corresponding salary according to my performance afterwards!"

"However, with your vision and ability, this king is afraid that there is not a single painting that can enter your eyes. "This is the truth, Song Xinyi can help him offend everyone. It's not a big deal, it's just a doorman.

"It's up to you to collect these paintings for what you're going to do." 202 eBooks

"It's nothing, I just like to collect some good paintings that are inspiring, and I will give some to other friends. As for some of the indiscriminate ones, it is that this king is usually used to them. If you don't bother, just help me check it. ”

So, Song Xinyi set up a house dedicated to receiving this kind of painting doorman, and Lu Shijiu was on the side to protect the owner.

The first guest to come in was a well-dressed, arrogant old man, at first glance majestic, Song Xinyi opened his painting, and immediately rolled it back angrily,

"This gentleman, my prince will not accept this style of flowers, birds, fish and insects in the near future, please take it back."

When the man heard this, he was not happy, and he was very arrogant with a straight face, "I want to see the prince next." ”

"You ......" Nineteen's brows tightened, but fortunately, Song Xinyi hurriedly buckled her hand to draw the knife. Otherwise, the old man would not have been scared to pee.

"Sir, it's not me saying that no one will want this painting if you give it to anyone. What's more, it's the regent you're going to give, and I want to ask, what do you mean by taking this kind of goods? Song Xinyi's eyes were cold and indispensable, if she wasn't afraid of scolding people to death, she could say people to death directly.

"Who are you? Why do you speak like this? The old man's eyes showed surprise, he really wanted to touch a fish in troubled waters, and it would be good to rub a tael of silver, but it cost him 50 yuan to get this painting, if it wasn't for the regent's generosity, where else could he get such money. Without this silver child, how can he explain to his wife when he goes home?

"Who is Miss Ben, I don't need to report to you, since the prince can send me out, does this mean that you don't know yet? Today, you will either take back this painting, or you will sell it to another family, and my Regent's Mansion will not accept any paintings with any ornamental value from today onwards. ”

Although Song Xinyi is small and thin, she can really treat her as an ordinary person if she doesn't look carefully, but the domineering spirit in her eyes is not cultivated overnight. She is used to being high, and she is also used to facing reality, no one can fool her at will, and neither can Hu Tian.

"If you don't take it, you won't accept it, and if you don't collect it, you will have someone else to collect it." The old man grabbed his painting and walked away quickly.

Then a group of people came, and there were also those worth a few taels of silver, but this did not mean that they were accepted by Song Xinyi. She only suggested that they trade it elsewhere, but she didn't accept it. Everyone could only leave angrily. Two hours later, the painting that was received was,

"Why don't you have one?" Song Xinyi looked at the painting jar next to her and found that as Hu Tian said, not a single painting could be accepted. Fortunately, a young man with a painting in a hurry came in.

Song Xinyi just glanced at it, and found that the scroll used in the painting was of high quality, with gold trim next to it, and took it in her hand, with a valuable weight. When I opened the picture scroll, I saw a majestic picture of the angry sea, which made people can't help but be in it, feeling the waves crashing on their bodies, sharp and domineering.

"Good drawing. This painting is worth ......" Song Xinyi didn't say that it was worth 200 silver taels, and the man with the sword opened his mouth.

"My father-in-law said that this painting was given to the prince. Now my father-in-law is chatting with the prince in Hefengxuan. This painting, according to the new regulations of the palace, was brought to the young lady for review to see if it could be accepted by the young lady. ”

"This is a good painting, dare to ask your father-in-law's surname?" Song Xinyi smiled, she finally had a harvest today.

"My father-in-law is Murong Gong-son, I guess Miss has heard of it." The guard smiled.

Song Xinyi also smiled, Murong? How did he get here? Something so embarrassing happened yesterday that she wasn't ready to see him.

"This is a good painting, take it to the prince. I occasionally felt unwell, so I went back to my room first. Song Xinyi was about to leave, when an elegant and leisurely figure suddenly appeared at the door,

"Miss Song, let's talk!" Murong looked at her with a smile behind his back and behind his back.