Yehuang had mixed feelings when he heard this, and said while gently pushing his chest: "Don't be like this, since we said that we will release life, we should let go of each other, if you don't let go like this, it will be a burden to me, and it will cut off the possibility of happiness for you......"

Fu Yu grabbed Yehuang's hands: "Happiness, I don't want ...... anymore"

"Hey, can you learn from me? Don't go and close that window" Ye Huang hurriedly spoke, but Fu Yu shook his head, and was about to say something, but it was Brother Xuan who trotted out with a windmill in his hand, and greeted them: "Mother, uncle"

Brother Xuan said hello, the two remembered their identities, Fu Yu hurriedly let go of Yehuang's hands and took a step back, Yehuang also hurriedly took two steps back, snapped, the windmill that she had been pinching in her hand also fell to the ground, she hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, and noticed that the distance between the two of them was a little bigger, and they were embarrassed by each other.

"Mother, look" Fortunately, the child didn't notice anything, holding the windmill there to show off, Yehuang quickly picked up the windmill and said lightly: "Xuan'er, why did you run over, it's okay to walk a little faster, what if you can't breathe if you can't run well?" ”

Brother Xuan'er touched his chest: "Oh, Xuan'er will be careful in the future." ”

Yehuang smiled at him, picked up the windmill in his hand and prepared to blow it, but he saw that there were portraits painted on the horns of the windmill, and in addition to the usual three, there were more portraits: "Eh, this is ......"

"It's uncle" Brother Xuan immediately spoke, Yehuang looked up at Fu Yu when he heard this, and his face was even more embarrassed, and at this time Fu Yu smiled at her, with a lonely look on his face.

Seeing this, Yehuang pursed her lips, and then Chong Xuan'er said: "Silly boy, you can't paint us together if you like your uncle, you are like this, then grandfather and grandmother, where do you paint?" ”

Xuan'er looked embarrassed when she heard this, and Fu Yu's face turned white, and she couldn't help but open her mouth: "Yehuang, don't embarrass a child, I know ......"

"It's best if you know" Yehuang stood up: "Brother, I know you love your sister, but your sister also loves your brother, my sister really hopes that my brother will be happy, not ruined in this life, okay, maybe she is not the one you can love, I also have some criticism of her, but brother, this does not hinder your happiness, it really can't be, you can take a concubine, marry more sister-in-law, as long as you are not lonely in this life, my sister will be more comfortable"

Fu Yu was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "Thank you sister for hanging on my ......"

"Yes" Ye Huang said and grabbed Brother Xuan'er in front of him: "Xuan'er, say goodbye to your uncle, he still has to be busy."

The corners of Fu Yu's mouth twitched and sighed helplessly, and Brother Xuan obediently saluted Fu Yu, so Fu Yu could only say two words of farewell embarrassedly and retreated, but when he walked to the front of the courtyard, he still paused, looked back at Yehuang, and then strode away.

As soon as Fu Yu left, Yehuang hung his head and let out a sigh, and Brother Xuan saw his mother like this and said: "Mother, are you very tired?" ”

Yehuang smiled and nodded: "Yes, I'm tired" said and put the two windmills in the nursery on the side, and then reported the box, and led Brother Xuan to the house.

At this time, Ai Chen was still cutting pieces of paper in the house, and when he saw Yehuang coming in, he smiled and said, "After cutting, you can make a few."

Yehuang put the box on the table: "Okay, put it away, have you packed up all the things you brought?" We're just afraid that we're going to live here for a month, and we have to count the things in our hearts. ”

"Don't worry, miss, the slave maid and mother have already packed up."

"Well, what about Mom?"

"Oh, the people in the house led her out to see a few medical halls, and her mother said that she still had to think about it for Brother Xuan, in case there was something or something, I knew where to send it first."

After listening to Ai Chen's words, Yehuang looked at Brother Xuan'er distressedly: "Xuan'er, are you tired?" If you don't take a break, you will have to accompany your grandfather and them at night, and you must always be in good spirits. ”

Brother Xuan nodded and went to the next door, and Ai Chen followed to take care of it.

After they went out, Yehuang sat at his desk and looked at the cut paper, and folded it twice with his own hands, but dropped it again. Then she opened the box, took out the painting, carefully laid it on the bookcase, and began to look at it carefully.

Why did Uncle Fu give me this painting? According to his wife, he originally hung this painting in the hall with the intention of loving it, but later he asked someone to accept the painting.

Night Phoenix thought about it and began to look at the picture carefully.

The white peacock and the blue peacock are one east and one west, the feathers are staggered but stand on the same rock, a few peonies surround them, blooming with their beauty, there is the meaning of competing for beauty with the peacock, but they still make a foil to the double finch.

The night phoenix twisted his mouth, attached himself to the case, looked at the pair of sparrows carefully, and couldn't help but pick his chin when he saw the expressive expression of his body and eyes.

Hey, calligraphy and painting, I can't appreciate the most things.

No way, the attention of her night family is on the Ming utensils, those things except jewelry, usually are ceramics, lacquered wood, gold and stone things, if you meet bronze, it is her extremely lucky, and in calligraphy and painting this is basically not seen, because this kind of thing from the tomb is almost impossible, not to mention the water soaked insect moth, when they are protected intact, but as long as the tomb is broken, these things will be oxidized in an instant, not to mention that the color will become so that you can't see the things on the scroll, Even this scroll was destroyed in an instant, as long as it was touched, it would be guaranteed to be powdered pulp.

"Hey, this puzzle is too difficult" Yehuang muttered, but she still had to look patiently, slowly she saw the rock on the blue peacock's feet, and then swept the white peacock's feet over there, but found that the blue peacock's long tail feathers were covered, and then planned to continue to look down, but faintly felt that something was not right, was carefully comparing it, the door was pushed, but Mo Ji came back, and he was holding two white belts in his hands.

"Coming back?" Yehuang got up and greeted, and Mo Ji nodded in response: "Yes, what are you looking at when you're back, you're almost on the table."

Yehuang smiled: "Look at a painting" said and walked to Mo Ji's side, took the two white belts and put them in the drawer of the dressing table next to him, turned around and wanted to ask him how he went in, but saw that Mo Ji had already walked to the bookcase to look at the painting there, so he had to go over and say: "After you left, my adoptive mother gave it to me, saying that my adoptive father originally wanted someone to send it to me, and then I knew that we were going to come up, so I stayed, I was thinking about what was so good about this painting, and I let my adoptive father bother to send me."

"Why doesn't this painting have a model, not even a seal?" Mo Ji frowned slightly, and Yehuang shrugged with a smile: "How do I know, I still think it's strange" She rolled her eyes as she said: "Eh, you know a lot about calligraphy and painting, why don't you help me take a look, what's so good about this painting?" ”

Mo Ji smiled when he heard this: "The brush is smooth, the color is gorgeous, the feather ink is dyed, this painting is a rare good product, I remember that it is best to paint the pheasant, this pheasant eye ink color seems to be his handwriting, well, the more you look at it, the more it looks like it" Mo Ji said and pointed at the eyes of the two finch: "You see the white on the top and the yellow on the bottom of the eye, it is really just right, quite proud, and ...... Huh? ”

Mo Ji let out a hint of surprise, and the person frowned, and the current night phoenix immediately leaned in and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Ji frowned and stretched out his hand to touch his nose: "It's strange, there are two tigers in one mountain, and one picture of birds in pairs, these pairs of birds, why are both of them as proud as male pheasants?" ”

Hearing this, Yehuang swept off the long gorgeous tails of the two peacocks and blurted out: "Of course both are male, you see that the tails are so long, if they are female, how can there be such long feathers?" ”

The peacock opens the screen, that's the courtship of the male peacock, this is common sense

Yehuang shook his head helplessly, but Mo Ji said: "That's why I said that it's strange to see two pheasants on a picture, often male and female in pairs, if you draw more than one, there must be a female in it, who will draw two male pheasants on one stone?" ”

Yehuang sneered when he heard this: "Look at what you said, maybe people are not allowed to draw two male peacocks?" ”

"That's not it, but to draw two males, it must be one to see the winning color, how can they see so cold and arrogant...... This is really strange" Mo Ji said with a puzzled look and touched his nose there, but Yehuang smiled and lowered his head, guessing in his heart that it couldn't be the one who was interested, it was a rose man......

"No, no," Mo Ji said, and said with his hand on the stone, "There is something wrong with this painting"

"Questions? What's the problem? Night Phoenix hurriedly looked up at his finger and saw that he was pointing to a rock.

"You see, the corners of this rock are clearly a flat line at the foot of the blue pheasant, and if there is another pheasant, according to its shape, its claws should be seen here, but there is no here, and there is one more finger at the tail feathers obliquely blocked...... But its height is not right, if it is blocked, this white pheasant must be short and the blue pheasant is right, at least it should be a little shorter," Mo Ji said, hurriedly grabbed a piece of paper from the side, and drew it.

Although the sketch is not delicate, but after sketching the figure of a bird, he went to draw the position of the white pheasant: "You see, according to its position, if you draw it, the white pheasant bird will be shorter than the blue pheasant, so that it will cover its claws, otherwise, according to the drawing method of this not short head, you should see its foot pole here......" Mo Ji said and drew a phantom shadow on the picture, but it was precisely to show a foot pole next to the blue finch.

"Yes, when you say that, I can understand where I thought it was strange before, and it turns out that the position of this white peacock is not quite right...... The painter has made some mistakes......"

"No" Mo Ji said and put the pen down: "A picture to see a win-win color, there is still a difference between high and low, how could Xing make such a mistake......" he said and swept the blank space, and muttered in a low voice: "No money, no seal?" Why is there no money and no print? He muttered that his fingers touched the scroll, and then he touched it retrograde from the bottom up, and when he touched the blue and the white finch, Mo Ji's eyebrows raised, and the man leaned sideways to the side of the bookcase, as if to observe whether there was a layer of dust on the painting.

"What are you doing?" Yehuang was curious to look at him like that, but Mo Ji had already hooked the corners of his lips and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, just waste into treasure, it's really a good law, but it's a pity that greed is more than exposed."

Yehuang was confused when he heard it, and couldn't help but pull Mo Ji's arm: "To put it bluntly, I don't understand"

Mo Ji smiled and looked at Yehuang and said, "To be precise, this is not one painting, but two."

"Huh?" Yehuang immediately looked down, and Mo Ji explained to her: "This blue pheasant is one, this white pheasant is another, the painting you see now, in fact, except for the white pheasant, is a whole painting, but unfortunately, the place where the female pheasant is painted, may be dissatisfied with the pen, so it was abandoned, so this painting should be a waste painting, and the other one, the painting is a white pheasant, and there is no foot here, hehe, it is also a waste painting, but someone got the two waste paintings, this person knows that Xing's ink treasure is hard to find, and he moved his mind for a while, Frame two waste paintings in one place, it becomes a good painting, this idea is very good, but it is a pity that the person who framed it, greedy for money, in order to ask for more pen and ink, is reluctant to put the blank paper down a point, but there is a flaw...... No, no, he's not greedy, this painting is also a failure, the two male pheasants are opposite, and the win-win color is not successful"

Mo Ji shook his head as he spoke, but Yehuang was shocked when he heard it.

She understands the meaning of this win-win color, a painting can only have one heart point, a bright spot in general, there are many bright spots, but there is no primary and secondary, it is a failure, but at this moment she was shocked that this painting was actually framed and synthesized, and she unconsciously thought of the letter that Ai Chen brought in the past, so she forced the surprise and said: "You just blow it, this is obviously a painting, if it is two, why can't I see it at all?" ”

Mo Ji smiled and shook his head: "This is the mastery of the framer, and there are only two people in the whole country."

Night Phoenix hurriedly asked, "Oh? Only two? Who is it? ”

Mo Ji smiled: "My husband and husband are one, and the other is ......"

"Who?"

Mo Ji smiled and raised his head: "I am his proud protégé."

When Yehuang heard this, it seemed that his heart was struck by thunder, and he trembled: "What? You"

Her surprise caught Mo Ji's attention: "Why do you look like this?" Scared? ”

Yehuang immediately said: "I'm naturally scared, you are a good official of Caoyun, how, how can you know the skills of a craftsman?" What else are you talking about, the whole country is just the two of you, talking nonsense" she said as she shook her arm to the side, and her chest was full of "thump" sensations, as if her heart was about to jump out.

Xu was she hurriedly concealed her surprise very effectively, or that words caused Mo Ji's arrogance, he quickly caught up with Yehuang and pulled her up: "Why do I have to talk nonsense, although this mounting, although it is a craftsman's work, but who likes calligraphy and painting does not understand the way of mounting?" I like calligraphy and painting since I was a child, and the method of framing has long been learned, but at that time it was just about to be, and then I followed the husband to practice, and I liked calligraphy and painting in my spare time, and the husband is also so good, but he is old, and the mounting is a painstaking and meticulous work, so I called me to follow him to learn, three months later, I learned his fine mounting method, since then I have helped my husband to frame calligraphy and painting, as for I said that this skill is not two people in the whole country, and it is not exaggerated, because this fine mounting method is created by the husband, and he taught me, but there are only two of us”

Hearing this, Yehuang turned his head to look at Mo Ji: "Fine framing method? What is that? Hey, since you said that this painting was framed by two paintings, can you please verify it and show it to me? ”

Mo Ji blinked his eyes and said: "The fine mounting method is what the husband has received, and its subtlety really doesn't dare to say it to others, even if it's you, I can't say it, but, I can confirm that this painting is made of two paintings, but are you sure you want me to verify it for you?" ”

Night Phoenix nodded spontaneously: "Of course"

Mo Ji said to Yehuang at the moment: "Then Mrs. Lao will bring me two basins of clean water."

When Yehuang heard this, he immediately ran to the basin shelf, fetched water and set up pots, while Mo Ji carefully flipped the scroll and placed it on the table, and then walked out of the house quickly.

"You're ......"

"Scraping wax" Mo Ji said as he rolled up his sleeves, flattened the bone scraper from the kitchen and carefully scraped the back of the paper, and slowly, Yehuang saw the fine powder.

It turns out that there is wax behind the mounted paper, hey, no wonder I soaked for a long time without results, I thought the paste was too thick to soak through

Ye Huang thought about it while carefully watching Mo Ji's movements, after a while, Mo Ji put the knife down, blew the back of the painting carefully, and then picked up the painting, came to the big table, and put the picture face down into the water.

"You put it in like this, aren't you afraid that the painting will be spent?" Yehuang vaguely remembered the letterhead she soaked in the water last time, and in the end, the ink became a faint mark.

"I haven't gone to the wax on that side, and I'll spend a lot of time and a half," Mo Ji said, went to the desk, took the brush that he had never used, went to the big table, bowed down, and began to press the back of the scroll little by little.

Yehuang asked him what he was doing, but Mo Ji didn't answer, Yehuang guessed that it might be related to the fine mounting method, and it was not easy to ask, so he simply watched him do it quietly, and saw Mo Ji pressing and shaking the scroll so finely, it took half an hour to carefully take out the scroll from the basin, and then flipped the painting into another basin, he himself used the brush to sweep around the white sparrow, sweeping and sweeping a paper edge came out slightly, and then Mo Ji smiled at the night phoenix: "Oh, you take a closer look." He said with full attention on the little by little swipe.

As time passed, the edge of the paper under Mo Ji's hand gradually turned into a piece of paper, and when he took almost an hour to completely remove the piece of paper with the white pheasant from this painting, Yehuang was dumbfounded, because she could see clearly that there was a peacock figure in the place of the white pheasant, but unfortunately there was a piece of ink at the skull.

"It seems that someone must have knocked over the ink and stained the painting," Mo Ji said and smiled at the night phoenix, "Do you still need me to take off the white pheasant's tail?" ”

Yehuang shook his head: "Then it's not necessary, it's really two paintings, but I can't imagine that I will be a painting with a fake and real."

Mo Ji also nodded when he heard this: "Yes, this technique is indeed the husband's fine mounting method, but, strange, if the husband wants to Xing's ink treasure, Xing is only afraid that he will immediately wave it and send it to his husband, why do you need to frame the waste painting?" And it will be greedy for profit and lose...... Hey, did the husband also teach others the method of mounting? ”

Night Phoenix rolled his eyes and said, "You haven't been with that husband for a long time, have you?" ”

Mo Ji nodded: "Yes, since I took office as Cao Yun, I haven't been in front of my husband, although I will go to Beijing every time I go to Beijing and before the year, but I just have a meal with my husband and say a word, after all, I have been counted as a protégé since I was high, and I can only call my husband to my teacher, not my teacher and my husband."

Yehuang understood that this was the truth of Tianmen, but at this moment she didn't have the heart to understand, and only said: "Then this time you came to the capital, you also want to visit your husband, right?" ”

Mo Ji nodded: "This is natural, tomorrow after I go to the palace to reply to the decree, I will go to my husband to pay a visit, and the rest of the days I will get along with Han Xiu on my behalf, and I will not get my husband to complain."

"Then you can ask who else your husband has taught."

Mo Ji was stunned when he heard this: "Is this necessary?" ”

Yehuang pouted: "How can it be unnecessary?" You also said that this is your husband's ability, originally only you and him will not, now there are more people will be nothing, but such a framed, I'm afraid it's a little strange, especially if it's so 'I don't know what to do', you also want to remind this person for the good of this person, right? What's more, this painting, but my adoptive father bought it from the calligraphy and painting field, if someone uses this method to obtain less glorious benefits, do you guess the husband knows, will he be annoyed? ”

Mo Ji nodded when he heard this: "Well, what you said has some truth, then I might as well ask tomorrow." ”

Yehuang immediately smiled: "It seems that this painting can go with you to her husband's place" She said and brought a handkerchief to help wipe the water stains on the fished out scroll, but Mo Ji took the handkerchief and said: "Can't wipe it, put it there, it's later, I'll clean it up, wait for him to dry it first" said and went to carefully dispose of the painting.

Yehuang watched his movements, but his mind was elsewhere: It seems that it is very likely that my cheap father was cheated, it is this fine mounting method, if the husband has a personal heir, it may be that person, if there is only the husband and Momohui, then the husband is very likely to be the one who made a false letter to harm my father, but if it is really a husband, then how did Ai Chen get the letter? The letter is not......

"Eh, Yehuang, why are your courtyards full of windmills, and a lot of them are made of pulp cloth" Mo Ji suddenly said this, Yehuang was immediately stunned, and then said with a smile: "Oh, my brother played with Brother Xuan, and said that he would make some colorful ones, so he made some."

"World?" Hearing this, Mo Ji raised his head and looked at the night phoenix: "The windmill he made?" ”

Yehuang smiled: "yes, why can't it?" ”

Mo Ji's eyelids drooped and he smiled and said: "The world is really confused, no matter how much you play with Xuan'er, you can't be careless, Lord Jiang goes, although it is not a relative of the emperor, we have to follow with filial piety, but my father-in-law and Lord Jiang can be officials in the same dynasty for decades, if people know that the courtyard is so bright, I am afraid of ......"

Hearing this, Yehuang hurriedly said: "Oh, this thing can't be kept" and rushed out to get it, and Mo Ji took the scroll in his hand and returned to the bookcase to dry, and after the person walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pulled off a white windmill, looked at the extra head drawn on it, and pursed his lips.

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