"Red makeup, can you help me imagine what my father is like?" Ling Nongcai and Red Makeup sat opposite each other, and there was a red lacquered Eight Immortals table in the middle, and there was a paper ink inkstone on the Eight Immortals table, and on the paper was a half-drawn picture of a cicada, Ling Nongcai fiddled with the brush dipped in ink in her hand, she had fantasized about her father's appearance more than a hundred times, but there was always no conclusion, so she couldn't help but ask Red Makeup.

The red makeup hand propped his chin and leaned on the table, and thought for a while: "A person as smart and extremely intelligent as Miss, my father must be very powerful, either a court official or a royal noble." No matter how bad it is, he is also a martial arts man, and by the way, he can also paint. ”

Ling Nongcai's heart was overjoyed when she heard it, and the words of red makeup made her look forward to it too much: "Red makeup, do you really think that?" ”

"Of course it's true, I see that Miss was born like a noble person, and my father must be extremely rich, maybe one day I will go to the palace with Miss to enjoy happiness." Red Makeup nodded yes.

"But why doesn't he want me and my mother?"

This is a problem, the red makeup flashed in his eyes, and he was a little embarrassed to create such a tall father for the master just now, and he muttered: "Maybe it's ......"

"Oh, I know, my mother is a side room that my father raised outside, and she was discovered by a jealous lady, and then forced out of the capital! Hiding in the middle of nowhere, my mother discovered the wonderful place of Gallery Hill......"

Ling Nongcai suddenly turned around and saw Ling Xiangji walking in silently, and asked coldly, "What are you talking about?" ”

Ling Xiangji was most jealous of her daughter's mention of the word father: "Ling Nongcai, didn't I tell you earlier, your father died early, and he died so much that there were no bones left?" ”

"Mother, I was wrong." Ling Nongcai committed Ling Xiangji's taboo again.

Eighteen years ago, Ling Xiangji once gambled with Zhenhuang not to want the child in his belly, and once quietly went to the town to buy musk and wanted to beat the child, but was gently resolved by Zhenhuang, and the child was not beaten.

Ling Xiangji didn't give up and bought safflower again, but Zhenhuang still knew about it and didn't give her a chance to lay it.

After several tosses, Xiang Ji was tossed half to death by her emotions, but the child remained in her stomach unyieldingly, so Xiang Ji couldn't, so she had to obey Zhenhuang and give birth to the child.

The arrival of Ling Jiangnan was a strong stroke for Ling Xiangji and Zhenhuang, and Zhenhuang named her Ling Nongcai.

After Zhenhuang left Ling Xiangji and Ling Nongcai left, Ling Xiangji piled up all her emotions to her daughter Ling Nongcai, gave her very little food, gave her very few clothes, and didn't show her Langzhong when she was sick.

Ling Nongcai is also very strange, why her mother is always cold to her, and began to force her to learn to paint, painting is not as good as her mother's intentions, not allowed to eat and sleep, Ling Nongcai is surrounded by mosquitoes in summer, and her hands are frozen and chapped in winter, after her mother has been tortured countless times, Ling Nongcai painted an excellent landscape insect and bird painting.

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After living here for a few years, Ling Xiangji finally knew that the place where she was abandoned by Zhenhuang was called Gallery Mountain, Gallery Mountain has been popular in the painting industry for thousands of years, some have hoarded a large number of ancient painting dealers gathered here, many people who come here to seek paintings, some for the paintings of famous painters, some for the ancient collection of famous paintings in Gallery Mountain, here Danqing masters are like clouds, and the fakes have become a high-end popular industry, although those who come to seek paintings know that they are taking high risks, but they are confident that they have a unique vision, sharp eyes, and know the authenticity, It's more that I can't resist the temptation to possess the ancient paintings, and I want to fight in this industry, maybe I will win the jackpot......

Ling Xiangji decided to let Ling Nongcai participate in the army of fakes in the gallery mountain, and became a leader, Ling Nongcai not only has high painting skills, but also does things carefully, so he has never missed, in order to cover up the traces, the painting has changed a name,—— Ling Jiangnan.

In order to cover up, Ling Xiangji bought red makeup at a high price in the art market, and because of his good looks and high martial arts, he spent a lot of money on Ling Xiangji. When I bought it, I was half a year younger than Ling Nongcai, and I usually accompany Ling Nongcai, and teach Ling Nongcai some martial arts in my spare time.