"Because...... I... I need you to ......" Hua Thirteen's eyes began to wander and become restless, the more cramped and nervous, the more he squeezed his eyebrows and pretended to be relaxed, "I need you to change my medicine to heal." You see, at least the wound on my back is healed before you leave? ”

Jingmo was quite gentle and emotional when she heard the first half of his sentence, but the second half of the sentence changed back to the old way, and she also raised her eyebrows and argued: "You can't rely on me because of this?"

"Isn't that enough?" Hua Thirteen frowned with an embarrassed face, turned to Chang Ling and ordered, "Chang Ling, you go and boil a pot of hot water to see how many injuries you have to make Jing Yakushi not leave so ruthlessly." ”

Chang Ling froze in place, unable to figure out the situation between the two of them. Jingmo looked at the difficult appearance of the thirteen troublemakers, and laughed, her smile, cutting the night, overwhelmed the full court and the moon, causing a sudden throbbing in his heart. The two of them looked at each other across the garden, and both smiled heartily.

Hua Thirteen walked up to her and said softly, "This place should not stay for a long time. Man Man must be very worried about you, you go to Chun Manlou to live for a while, okay? ”

Jing Mo lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, Hua Thirteen knew what she was worried about, and said warmly: "After the review, I'll settle you, okay?" A few days before that, you will hide quietly in the Chunman Building. ”

Jing Mo looked at his serious eyes, his heart settled down extraordinarily, and he frowned and asked, "What about you?" Are you just going back to his gallery as if nothing happened? ”

Hua Thirteen pursed his lips, nodded and replied: "This time, I am in the dark, and he is in the light." To this day, I am still a clueless pawn in his eyes - only half a year red. ”

Jingmo listened to the vague smile between the words of the thirteen paintings, and after thinking about it for a while, a chill couldn't help but flash in his heart. Zhou Rong must not have imagined that the person he was most afraid of not only came back safe and sound, but also secretly grabbed his handle and quietly hibernated under his nose.

"It's coming, it won't be long." Hua Thirteen looked at Jingmo's complicated eyes with a smile gone, and a self-muttering sentence was crumpled in the night wind, drifting farther and farther away. Soon, after the painting thirteen sent Jingmo safely to Chunmanlou, he returned to the gallery.

"Half red, where have you been?" As soon as Hua Thirteen pushed open the door, he heard a familiar voice in the shadows of the room, and his heart sank.

"I don't know that Mrs. Zhou is here, and he will miss his late life." Painting Thirteen hurriedly bowed, his tone was respectful, and he couldn't hear anything unusual.

Zhou Rong snorted, his expression was hidden in the shadows, and he said in a deep voice: "You have disappeared for so long, naturally it is too late to greet me." ”

Painting thirteen hearts hung in the chest, thinking that he should not have made any mistakes that would be noticed by Zhou Rong, so he replied with a smile: "The women in Beijing are really more powerful than the other, and they are eye-opening in their later years, and they forget to return for a while, and they ask the Taifu to punish them." ”

Zhou Rong snorted sullenly twice, and tapped his fingers on the table twice. Painting thirteen senses, walked forward, and then smelled that Zhou Rong was already full of wine, and there was a pot of wine on the table that was already half empty. Zhou Rong glanced at him, and after he filled the empty wine glass, Zhou Rong motioned for him to sit down, and personally poured a glass of wine and handed it to Painting 13.

"Mrs. Zhou, what does this mean?" Painting Thirteen hesitantly took the wine.

"Drink. Why, don't understand? Zhou Rong's face was gloomy, but not gloomy.

Painting thirteen's eyes swirled slightly, and he smiled without being deep or shallow: "Wine is the medicine to dispel sorrows and forget worries, is there any unhappiness in Mrs. Zhou's heart?" ”

"You're wrong." Zhou Rong held his wine glass, his cloudy eyes were blurred, "Wine is a thing to celebrate success." I have just pulled out the last thorn that has been stuck in my heart for ten years, and I have ended the lives of those who have failed me and betrayed me. I'm happy, happy! Hahaha, come on! ”

Zhou Rong raised his head and laughed to clink glasses with Painting Thirteen, and Painting Thirteen just replied to Zhou Rong politely. The cool moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the ground like broken silver, and the two men in the room were just silently pouring and drinking, and the atmosphere gradually became quiet and peaceful, and those who did not know would even mistake them for what a tacit understanding they were.

"You're smart." Zhou Rong held the wine glass and waited for the painting to be filled a little bit, and said with squinted eyes.

Painting Thirteen still poured the wine calmly, and said with a smile: "Did Mrs. Zhou say that he was born late?" I didn't say anything late. ”

"In the gallery and in the court, there are not many people who know what to say and what not to say." Zhou Rong raised his head and swallowed a full glass of wine, pulled the corners of his mouth, and played with the wine glass, "You're right." Wine, it's really a good thing to forget your worries! Moreover, it can also make you forget who you are, haha. ”

Hua Thirteen looked at Zhou Rong's flickering expression, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he said word by word: "Mrs. Zhou, it is Mrs. Zhou." ”

"That's not right." Zhou Rong suddenly clenched the wine glass that was playing in the palm of his hand tightly, the smile on his face did not fade, but his voice was already deep: "I, Zhou Rong, first set up a stall to sell paintings of 'rotten vegetable porridge', later, it was Zhou Shaofu under one person, and then it was the noble and elegant Zhou Junma, and finally, it was the decent and beautiful Zhou Taifu." Do you know that the pinnacle of a painter is where I am now? ”

"Mrs. Zhou—" Painting Thirteen secretly clenched his wine glass, he silently raised his eyes to look out the window, and said slowly: "It's late at night." You're drunk too. ”

"Do you know why I came to you, a little painter?" Zhou Rong rubbed his temples.

"The county lord Qiu specially moved from the county lord's mansion and stayed in the Taifu mansion, I'm afraid that I can't get used to seeing Mrs. Zhou borrowing wine to kill my sorrows." Painting thirteen faintly lowered his eyes.

"Hmph. She. Zhou Rong leaned back and leaned heavily on the back of his chair, "Instead of spending most of your life with an arrogant and stupid woman, it is better to find a prostitute who knows and tastes like you." ”

Hua Thirteen seemed to ask knowingly: "Presumably Mrs. Zhou has already found a beautiful woman." ”

At the mention of this, Zhou Rong seemed a little embarrassed, and he muttered to the moonlight all over the ground through the wine: "You know, I have trusted two people in my life, but you have all failed me." Brother Jiang, Wan'er, you forced me! ”

Painting 13 helped Zhou Rong, who was about to fall to the ground drunk, now is not the time, he wants to let Zhou Rong live safely until he lets Zhou Rong die.

"Wan'er, heh. What a fire! Burn well! Zhou Rong suddenly grabbed Hua Thirteen with his backhand, his scarlet and cloudy eyes widened, and asked fiercely, "Do you know what I hate the most?" I hate betrayal above all! Whoever betrays me will not die well! Half red-faced, do you understand? ”

He heard that what Zhou Rong was referring to was the only woman he had ever been tempted by - Jing Mo, and Hua Thirteen couldn't help sneering in his heart, Zhou Rong must have forgotten that he had poisoned Jiang Li, who was a brother and sister, and only allowed him to bear others, and never allowed others to bear him the slightest.

"I understand. I also hate betrayal the most. Painting Thirteen lowered his eyes and replied very calmly.

"You really don't want to be my apprentice?" Zhou Rong sobbed at the thirteenth painting with three points of sobriety, "Do you know that there are many painters in the world, and there are hundreds of good hands, not to mention hundreds of them, this kind of opportunity falls on your head, but it is a blessing from several lifetimes of cultivation!" On other days, the position of Ben Taifu, the pinnacle of the painting world, is yours. ”

Hua Thirteen's eyebrows twitched, he had been deliberately not thinking about it, if he failed to pass the review and enter the palace, and failed to bring down Zhou Rong step by step, where would he be placed at that time, and where would the truth at that time be placed. And if Zhou Rong is temporarily agreed, he may be able to draw his salary from the bottom of the kettle if necessary, leaving a way to bring him down.

Zhou Rong saw that Hua Thirteen did not reply, took a breath and sighed faintly: "Do you know why I took a fancy to you?" In addition to the art gallery, the Hanlin Art Garden also has a group of people who are eyeing it. But it's just you, much like me back then. ”

"Really?"

"A few years ago, I also had a child, a lot like me. The same background is slightly cold, the same cowering, the same silent. The difference is that the kid is extremely talented, and his jokes when he was a child are many times better than yours. When Zhou Rong talked about this child, a rare trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, but it was only fleeting.

"And then? How's this kid doing? "The expression of Thirteen is becoming more and more complex and unpredictable.

"Huh, then?" Zhou Rong's face suddenly changed, and he sneered, "What's the use of having a high talent?" followed the wrong master, not to be a nameless ghost to accompany the funeral. ”

It stands to reason that the thirteenth painter should call Zhou Rong - uncle, and when he was young, he was indeed called Zhou Rong by his uncle.

Painting Thirteen heard Zhou Rong's voice, and solemnly bowed to Zhou Rong and said: "I know how many catties and taels I have in my later life, and as a painter, I am afraid that my peak is only worthy of being a dog next to Mrs. Zhou." That's it. ”

Zhou Rong tensed his old face, stared at Hua Thirteen intently, and said aggressively: "Do you know what a good dog should be?" ”

"Don't bite, don't scream." Painting thirteen replied with a low brow.

Zhou Rong's eyes looked at Painting Thirteen for a long time, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly picked up the wine jug on the table and filled it to him, and laughed loudly: "This is the advantage of dogs over people." But you have one more - drink with Mrs. Ben! Haha, come, this cup is to congratulate you in advance on passing the review! ”

A man who has not been treated as an equal for many years will never be able to tolerate people in his world. But Zhou Rong forgot that only dogs that have been kept by his side for many years are worth trusting, but unfortunately, no one around him can tell him this.

Painting 13 put on a flattered look, and even the hand holding the wine glass was shaky: "Mrs. Zhou's congratulatory words are inevitably too early, and he was born late." The re-examination is that the painters hang their works on the high wall outside the museum for the people of the city to appreciate, and the people will receive the peacock feathers in their hands to the painters they like, and which painter gets the most peacock feathers will stand out and enter the palace......"

"Eh, Mrs. Ben has spoken, what else are you worried about?" Zhou Rong smiled meaningfully.

"Mrs. Zhou is naturally a master in the painting world, and his status is supreme. But even so, can it still sway the hearts and minds of the people? ”

This questioning painting is not echoing Zhou Rong, but he has always sincerely thought that the people of the city are all over the city for the review and evaluation, and Zhou Rong still has room to act behind the scenes in the first trial, but he can review it, what ability can he have to decide the matter in one sentence?