"Guess the boxing?" Chang Zihao continued with disdain: "Senior brother, I don't go to Flower Street and Willow Lane, but I don't know how to guess boxing." ”

Yue Hualiang listened to the hair, guessing how the fist had something to do with what flower street and willow lane?

Then I figured out that there was indeed a saying about guessing wine and punching in ancient times, this Chang Zihao regarded himself as high, thinking that this practice was cheap.

Yu Hualiang said: "Then what do you say?" ”

"Senior brother is elder brother, senior brother comes first."

As soon as he said this, Yue Hualiang felt that there was something wrong with his ears, and he would have to be humble at this time?

Sure enough, you're still very confident in your work, aren't you? Okay, the better I paint, the better you wish!

"Good! Since you know how to honor me, then I'm welcome! ”

Chang Zihao didn't expect him to have such a play, and why did his words sound weird?

Speaking like water spilled out, Chang Zihao could only obediently let the stone table out.

Yu Hualiang sat down, raised his eyebrows for a while, and he learned from Chang Zihao: "Ink on the ink!" ”

The pen and ink were on the table, Yue Hualiang put on a posture, holding the pen and scribbling on the paper for a while, others looked confused, and Chang Zihao looked proud.

Only Ji Yuzhe drank well, Yue Hualiang raised his head and smiled at him, and continued to paint a layer of cinnabar.

When the ink dries, the better the painting, the more you change to the thin strokes of the bridge, and soon the bridge is formed, and the ink looks familiar on the side.

Suddenly, it dawned on him, young master, this is the small bridge he saw when he peed before the painting.

After the small bridge, he painted your red beauty on the bridge, everyone booed, sighing that his painting was wonderful, could this beauty be the plum blossom fairy in his heart?

The beauty seems to be covered with a veil, which makes people want to delve into the painting to clear the fog and see the true face.

The bridge is old and antique, and the river seems to flow, as if it can flow down from the painting in the blink of an eye.

Reflecting the red plum and the beautiful woman, everything is like a dream, fascinating, the distant landscape ink painting is shallow, hiding in the clouds.

Although the eyes are full of red, there are even snow marks, but looking at the beautiful woman on the bridge, she is alone, but it makes people feel lonely and uneasy.

Masterpieces, masterpieces!

Even Chang Zihao was dumbfounded when he saw it, he originally wanted to draw a sub-surface of water to win, but now it seems that he is a big step away from him.

Yue Hualiang sketched the last stroke, everyone was speechless in shock, he looked up at the eyes of such a group of people and smiled: "I'm fine, it's time for junior brother." ”

The ink raised his eyebrows and exhaled the painting of the better in one fell swoop, and everyone shouted, the better the painting can be said to be different from the past, it is simply a genius.

Chang Zihao's face was difficult, and there was a faint intention to retreat, Ji Yuzhe added oil and vinegar: "Hey, hey! I've seen Brother Yue's paintings, I don't know what kind of masterpieces the third young master will have? ”

Everyone's eyes turned to Chang Zihao, there was no way to get off the stage, he could only follow the execution ground, and it was difficult to hold a pen on paper.

After holding it for a while, he threw the pen on the paper and said to Mu Qi with a reluctant face: "Go!" ”

Yu Hualiang smiled and reminded him: "Senior brother, don't forget our gambling contract!" ”

Chang Zihao stopped, took out a piece of jade pendant from his arms and threw it to Yu Hualiang angrily: "With this certificate, return it to me in three years!" That's enough! ”

Yue Hualiang touched the jade pendant and smiled, and when he caught a glimpse of the man with the plum tree in the distance, the smile on his face instantly froze.

I rub! How did he get here?

"Long live the Seven Princes, long live, long live." Yu Hualiang honestly saluted with his party this time.

Zicheng squeezed out the two words "no courtesy" in his mouth, and he didn't give his eyes to others.

Yue Hualiang was uncomfortable being stared at, Zicheng looked at him and smiled: "Ziliang, you can be happy today." ”

"Uh.... Very pleasant. "The more the painting is good, the more it should be.

When everyone saw that it was the Seventh Prince, they didn't dare to stay far away, even Ji Yuzhe ran away, and the more he painted his good spirit, he didn't pay attention to righteousness.

Chu Ting was very embarrassed about the two of them.

Zicheng moved his gaze to Yue Hualiang's painting, which was good, not a little worse than the masterpieces he had seen, but he couldn't be happy.

A smile froze to the corners of his mouth and gradually disappeared, because he knew the person in the painting, who was the princess of the dynasty, Yongcheng.

Today, the princess came to the painting meeting only to know him, and it seems that Yue Hualiang has met the princess.

He asked tentatively, "Where do I seem to have seen the people in the painting?" ”

He hurriedly asked, "Where?" Then he realized that his attitude was wrong, and asked slowly, "Seventh Prince, where did you see it, can you tell me?" ”

Zicheng looked at him and smiled: "In a dream." ”

"Hey..."Yu Hualiang sighed, his expression sad.

Zicheng looked at him, and suddenly his face changed: "However, this king persuaded Ziliang that the people on the painting should not be worried, understand?" ”

Yue Hualiang was uncomfortable, as if what was in front of him was not the Seventh Prince, but a poisonous snake that was ready to ask you for a bite.

"Ming... Got it. "The more you draw the good way.

Zicheng also knew that he was scared of him, his expression was slow, and he was in a happy mood when he looked at his low eyebrows.

"Ziliang's complexion is much better today."

Yue Hualiang looked up at him, his topic changed too quickly, and Yue Hualiang continued: "Eh, it's all the blessings of the Seventh Prince... Oh no..."

Zicheng stretched out his hand and put his hand on his shoulder, looked at him affectionately and said: "Ziliang, after this king said people, you and I are brothers, there is no need to be polite to me, if you say so again, don't blame me for being annoyed."

Yu Hualiang got goosebumps, he nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "Okay, Zicheng." ”

His smile is like a spring breeze to send warmth, the glacier is warm and cold, and the plum blossoms in the garden have lost their spring color.

The laughing Mu Zicheng wanted to drag him into his arms, and no one had ever made him feel this way, whether it was a beautiful man.

Yu Hualiang was the first, but he could only reach out to help him sort out his coat: "Ziliang, this Merlin is good, you take me around." ”

Why are you looking for me again? The sun is going down! I want to go back to washing and sleeping! However, the more he painted the countless roars in his conscience.

When it comes to the mouth, you can only say one "good", who makes the family a prince!

To be honest, I thought this plum forest was very beautiful just now, but now it doesn't look good at all, and why doesn't the seventh prince look at the plum blossoms, but just stare at him non-stop.

Yue Hualiang wondered, but he couldn't say it directly, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he looked at the Seventh Prince and said, "Seventh Prince, why did you suddenly come to the painting meeting?" ”

Mu Zicheng looked at Merlin and said, "Originally, I went to Yuejia to look for Ziliang, but I heard that Ziliang came to Merlin, so I came over to have a look." ”

Forehead..... What are you looking for me? I'm not going to do it! It's hard enough to have an Aliu at home.

He smiled: "Then I'm really lucky to be so worried about the Seventh Prince.... Uh"

After Yu Hualiang finished speaking, he realized that what he said had changed his taste.

"This king is really worried about Ziliang, if Ziliang can come to my Seventh Prince's Mansion as soon as possible, why bother me like this?" Mu Zihao laughed at him.

Rajah! I beg you not to do this again! You're the same as a guy now! Yu Hualiang hugged his head and cried in his heart.

"Yes, yes, what the prince said is..."

Yue Hualiang, who was accustomed to disguise, always had a smile on his face, and suddenly saw a fishing boy not far away, and he became interested.

"Seventh Prince, why don't we fish too!" Yu Hualiang proposed.

Mu Zicheng looked at the boy fishing in front of him and said, "Okay, it's all up to Ziliang to like it." ”

Not to mention anything else, fishing is better than painting, and it is really embarrassing to take a walk with the seven princes, so it is better to fish.

He asked the boy across the river, "Little friend! Can you give me your fishing rod to use? ”

The child ignored it, and Yue Hualiang approached again and asked, "Little friend?" ”

"Who's your friend?" The child looked unhappy: "The fish are scared away by you!" You rich and noble families have something to eat! What do you tell us poor people to eat! ”

Yue Hualiang was silent when he said this, Mu Zicheng stood behind him, didn't say anything, and directly took out a certain amount of gold from his arms and threw it over.

The child's eyes were sharp, and he took the gold sensibly, and he didn't care about fishing, so he knelt on the ground and thanked: "Thank you, sir, I wish you a promotion and a fortune!" ”

The more the painting is understood, this kid will recognize the money!

The child waded into the river, handed the fishing rod and basket to Yu Hualiang, and then hopped away.

"Ziliang, what are you thinking? Don't you want to fish? Mu Zicheng looked at him and said.

"Yes, yes, when I catch a fish for you to grill and eat, I'll be able to make fish!" Ha ha... Ha..."The more he painted, the more embarrassed he became, and he regarded this as modern again.

In the past, when I went on outings with colleagues, he was the one who cooked and ate, especially grilled fish.

However, to Yue Hualiang's surprise, the Seventh Prince was not unhappy, and looked at him more affectionately, as if he was going to eat him.

Yu Hualiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva to ease his tension, and he sat by the river, studying the ancient fishing rod.

Mu Zicheng stood behind him and sighed, "Ziliang is really different from others. ”

Yu Hualiang was stunned when he heard it, was there something wrong with him? Why do these seven princes always pick and choose?

He said cautiously: "Uh.... Maybe it was that jumping into the river and breaking my brain.... Don't worry, Lord Seven, it'll be fine in a few days. ”

"Hahaha, then someone said they were sick? Ziliang is really cute. ”

The word cute said that the more he was not comfortable, he said: "Yes, yes, what the prince said." ”

The Seventh Prince knew that he was perfunctory, so he deliberately approached a little closer and said: "Ziliang, don't be so polite in the future, this king has said, you and I are brothers." ”

Yue Hualiang sat up straight, and there was a brother, who reached out to his chest and touched it!

The Seventh Prince was still getting closer and closer, and Yue Hualiang couldn't stand it, so he grabbed the restless hand of the Seventh Prince, stood up and said, "Haha, I understand, come to the Seventh Prince to try fishing, it's fun." ”

"Uninteresting." The Seventh Prince's refusal was straightforward, and the more he drew it, the more embarrassed the smile stiffened to the corners of his mouth.

"This king has occasional leisure, so you let me do this? Ziliang, Ziliang, this king just wants to talk and laugh with you and enjoy the plum. The Seventh Prince looked at him affectionately and said.

Listening to him say this, I feel that Yue Hua is like indebted to him, but in fact, Yue Hua Liang doesn't want to be with him at all....

Helplessly, he looked at the river and said: "That's really wronged by the Seventh Prince, I'll catch fish for you!" ”