Good sharp words. Fulin dared to directly accuse Hachi! When the sound fell, not only the onlookers were stunned, but even Huang Taiji narrowed his eyes.

And Fulin, although he is a little scared, he has no regrets, Meng Guqing is Shuya's cousin, they will be more or less similar, and the importance of Meng Guqing is also well known, as long as he hints more, he will definitely be accepted. Today, even if he can't steal Xiaoba's brilliance, he will destroy his reputation, the so-called "forgetting righteousness", such a crime is not easy to take off.

However, although on the surface, Fu Lin said it very happily, in fact, when he said "his own woman", he hated so much that his teeth were about to be crushed, and Meng Guqing's recognition that he belonged to Xiaoba was the weapon he used to fight them, but it made him miserable.

The one that was prepared was ruined in their hands like this. This is something he will never allow to happen. Since it happened, he must come back with revenge!

Fu Lin walked towards everyone with a fierce look in his eyes and asked with a smile: "What, you doubt my words?" Why don't you read it again? Everyone can always tell clearly. ”

People looked at it again. Because of psychological hints, this time they weren't sure if the little girl in the painting was Shuya, and they didn't dare to follow to accuse Hachi, so they were just silent.

Fu Lin turned his eyes to look at Hachi, and raised his chin slightly defiantly.

Sorentu glared back sarcastically.

Meng Guqing watched from the sidelines, and suddenly clapped his hands and said: "What Master Pei said is really wonderful, why don't you and the prince paint one each, so that you can do your best for Sister Shuya." You just can't draw a 'loving mother' picture, you must be unwilling. ”

She said this on purpose so that everyone could hear it, and Fulin did it in retaliation. Regardless of the outcome, the responsibility for nitpicking cannot be shirked.

The corners of Fulin's lips turned up, and he smiled coldly.

Since it was to be painted, the two clean white cloths were quickly prepared. A small round table was brought and a white cloth was spread on it. Sorentu and Fulin stood aside, and began to concentrate on their thoughts. But between the two, Fulin has an irrepressible excitement, and obviously can't wait.

He still wanted to draw a "picture of a loving mother", but Meng Guqing would not give him a chance. Because the white cloth is also a tablecloth, she thought of an idea after a glance, and said with a smile: "Now that the prince and the prince have each occupied one side, it is not easy to divide the Chu River and Han realms. In this case, you can just draw whatever you want. Whoever finishes the drawing first wins, how? ”

As soon as Sorentu heard it, he knew that Meng Guqing was biased towards him, because when he was painting for the marquee before. They often used this method to practice their pens and flirt with each other, and now they have made a big profit.

So, before he could put pen to paper, he had an idea. Reaching for the inkstone, he picked up the pen at random and splashed a few drops of ink on it. It attracted a sigh of amazement.

Others thought he was going to splash ink to paint, but Fu Lin complained bitterly. In the past few days, he has been bent on fighting for opportunities with oil painting, so his ordinary brushwork has become rusty. And the ink splashed on the canvas here, and he couldn't have ignored it. With these few ink dots alone, it is impossible for him to use the idea of a loving mother.

But Hachi was used to this method and started to create easily. With a few strokes, he connected the ink dots together. It turned into bamboo leaves, and with a few strokes, it outlined the outline of the bamboo forest. Gradually, faster and faster, more and more handy. Smooth lines are swept through the brush. There's no need to think about how to draw anymore.

Hachi is just "invading", constantly "invading", and the blank space made by the canvas is becoming less and less. And Fulin also unknowingly lost the initiative when he was in a daze. When I came back to my senses, I realized that going to pen again had become a snake in the painting.

Sorentu has already set his position, and he can't fight back! He only felt a burst of heat on his face. Ashamed!

The people who watched it no longer regarded Fulin as an important person, but came closer to see Hachi's works. About half an hour passed. This picture is only half done.

Fu Lin was unconsciously squeezed out of the crowd, and in his anger, he looked at the glass on the other wine table, which undoubtedly contained wine. He thought about it for a while, but it was the ghost who sent him to go and hold it in his hand, and then walked back, trying to squeeze back into his original position.

He wanted to spill this wine on the canvas to see if Hachi could still be proud.

It's a pity that there are too many people, and Meng Guqing is closely guarding Xiaoba's side, and when he sees Fulin approaching, he secretly stretches out his elbow to block.

Fulin immediately screamed. for not a drop of the wine was poured on his right arm. His right arm was originally injured, and he has not been able to rest for most of the month to practice painting, but has overused it, and it has long been so painful that the injury is almost useless.

It's just that, after what happened just now, no one will care about him, but will regard this move as grandstanding. Don't talk about Huang Taiji, even Zhezhe showed a look of displeasure.

And Fulin, who knew in his heart how unlucky he was, knew that he was really in pain.

He looked sadly at the people who despised him, and obediently withdrew.

After another half an hour, Sorentu finally finished the drawing. And the onlookers also showed approving smiles.

This picture is "Horses Sweeping the Forest", the picture is a bamboo forest, Huang Taiji holds the petite Shuya riding on the sturdy brown BMW, the two are full of warmth to look at the other side of the dense forest slowly walking towards the shadow, although the shadow is smaller, but from the two full of joy has seen that it is Hai Lanzhu.

This painting is not only a "loving father", but a "picture of parents", but also a "harmonious picture" of a family of three.

Although Xiaoba's painting skills are not excellent, whether it is mind or proficiency, it can be a full score, and it is not much stronger than the picture of the loving mother destroyed by Fu Lin.

Moreover, everyone clearly saw that Huang Taiji was holding Shuya in his arms, and he was not like Meng Guqing at all. Judging from the marquee, it is exactly the same as Shuya above.

In this way, Fulin's intentions just now will be self-defeating. At this time, Fulin didn't dare to say anything more. And, because of his nervousness, his old problem has been committed again. The pain in his abdomen attacked him sharply, and he bent over in pain and his legs trembled and he couldn't walk.

Can anyone help? Fu Lin raised his eyes, and when he was in great frustration, a pair of hands suddenly supported him. He turned his eyes to see that it was Bogol. Pleasantly surprised.

Bogol doesn't like to watch the excitement and doesn't like to pat on the back, so when people go to compliment Xiaoba, he pays attention to Fulin. Because he understood the old illness and saw that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly paced over.

Fu Lin quickly withdrew from the temple with help, and was grateful: "Eleventh brother, thank you, let me rest for a while, you go back first." ”

Bogol pursed his lips disdainfully: "I don't believe you have bad intentions, we are brothers, and now that you are uncomfortable, I want to help." ”

It's a shame that everyone went to compliment Hachi. No one paid attention to them, so they escaped. Fu Lin was flustered, and he was unwilling to return to the Summer Palace like this. But if you stay and are afraid of the evil, you will say: "Thank you for the trust of the eleventh brother, I want to go to Shou'an Palace." ”

When he said this, he wanted Bogol to go with him. Bogol was duty-bound, but he also frowned: "It's okay to escort you, but it's a cold palace there." It's not convenient for me to get in. ”

"It's okay, I have a special purpose to be able to enter and exit, you can rest assured." Fu Lin touched his stomach: "There is an eleventh brother Lao." ”

That's it, they quietly rushed to Shou'an Palace.

Because of Shuya's birthday, Shou'an Palace was also rewarded today, and the dividends of Zhixiangzhai were distributed a few days earlier. So the aunt in charge added some silver by herself, and took a little more material to make lotus root pork bone soup, one cup per person. Concubine Zhuang and Su Mo'er couldn't eat meat because of the chanting, so they stayed. One cup was given to the dark cloud bead, and the other cup was given to Fulin. It just so happened that this is where the blessing came.

As soon as Concubine Zhuang saw that Fu Lin was covered with sweat, she knew that he had committed an old illness again, so she hurriedly wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and persuaded him to eat a cup of soup to replenish his body.

Due to the hard work of the past few days, Fulin has lost a lot of weight. But because he was thinking about it, Wuyunzhu picked up the soup cup and went to the side room. Bogol followed uncomfortably. I also saw her.

Wuyunzhu has been sitting in small confinement for a month, and her condition is relatively stable. Because Fu Lin had asked Zhezhe to send Dolma to take care of her. So it's been peaceful. At this time, Zhuoma was with Wuyunzhu on the side, and Wuyunzhu had just slept for a while, and then woke up to see Fulin and Bogol a little uneasy together. Because Fu Lin had told her about the plan before, today should be the day when he became famous, and he should enjoy praise and rewards in the Qianqing Palace, so he didn't come so quickly. It's not a good thing to come and see him.

Fu Lin nodded gloomily and motioned to come and see her. Bogol didn't want to debunk anything, so he smiled and stayed aside.

Wuyunzhu greeted gently, and after a while, he found that Bogol wanted to talk about it, and his heart moved, and he picked up the soup cup and poured a bowl for Fulin, taking advantage of his free time to lead Bogol to the side to talk.

Knowing that Fulin had failed, Wuyunzhu was sad, but Par, who was wiping tears, accidentally slipped to the ground.

Bogol picked it up for her, set it aside, and handed her his own clean par.

Wuyunzhu looked at Napar, her heart was sour, and she cried unconsciously.

Bogol had no experience in dealing with girls, so he was in a hurry and asked urgently: "Why are you crying, is someone bullying you?" Just tell me, I'll beat him for you!" ”

The dark clouds are ridiculous. If Fulin succeeded today and should have been promoted to Baylor, then her merits would be remembered, but if he failed, then what had been done for him would be meaningless. She's crying for this. Because of the sadness, there was also a dull pain in the lower abdomen.

Bogol saw that her complexion was wrong, and finally knew about the slippery tire. His shocked questioning of the truth made Wuyunzhu very unhappy. Bogol finally took pity on the fragrance and cherished the jade, and hurriedly said: "It's me who is not good, don't cry." I didn't expect Chen Eniang to be so excessive, and she actually caused you to lose your child. I knew this was the case, and today I should have helped Brother Jiu. ”

Since the Huai River returned to the future, he and Fulin have the same shellfish, and now it is common for Fulin to want to go further, and Bogol regrets that he did not help and sympathizes with them.

Wuyunzhu was gratefully blessed, thinking that Bogol was really a good boy, but it was a pity that he was too straightforward and easy to be taken advantage of. She chuckled lightly and specially requested: "Now that the eleventh elder brother is also a beizi, I hope you can advance and retreat together with the master in the future." The lord didn't mean to fight with the prince, he was just unwilling. ”

"I understand." Bogol nodded pityingly: "I won't go around talking about this matter, I will help you and Brother Jiu in the future, we are good brothers." And you must take good care of yourself, if something happens to a virtuous and generous woman like you, Brother Jiu will definitely be very distressed. ”

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