Song Wu'er, who has memories of her previous life, although she is not sure whether there will be any inconsistencies in the development of certain things, but seeing that the rare opportunity to draw the line is about to slip away, she has been blurting out no matter what she has been talking about, causing Xu Wenxiao to be stunned on the spot.

When was her father who clings to the powerful willing to focus on Lou Jiangcheng, what Song Wu'er said has no basis at all, and the two of them have never known each other in their lives, what is the purpose of these words.

On the other hand, Lou Jiangcheng on the side showed a look of appreciation, and arched his hand respectfully towards Xu Wenxiao, his pupils burned as if he would burst into flames at any time.

"Dare to ask the girl, but Xu Wenxiao, Miss Xu, who has been ranked at the top of the list of painters in the capital for many years?" Lou Jiangcheng is not often in the palace, so he naturally knows a lot about the interesting things in the capital, so he hurriedly asked.

Xu Wenxiao met his warm gaze, looked back at Song Wu'er timidly, and saw that she was nodding desperately at him, so he said yes.

"If this is the case, it is simply blessed by God, and I dare not hide it from the girl, just as this showgirl said, I have recently asked some of my dear friends to draw up words, and I am worried that there is no painter to help me sketch the picture, so that I can praise it. It's a pleasure to have the honor to meet the girl today, I don't know if you are willing to make a painting for me, and you should have a generous thank you gift to make a pen! ”

Lou Jiangcheng suddenly clapped his palms, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his tone, Song Wu'er saw that he automatically ignored Hu Zou and came out of the Ministry of Rites, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, patted his chest proudly, and praised Xu Wenxiao.

"That's not it, although Sister Xiao's Danqing method cannot be called ancient and modern, it is more than enough to beat the talented and beautiful women of the Quartet in Beijing, Uncle Xiaohuang, do you know that now in this talented capital, Sister Xiao's handwritten paintings are hard to find! Calling ordinary people to ask her to paint, she can't even get through the door. ”

Speaking of the fun, Song Wu'er simply waved her hand and gestured, dangling in front of Lou Jiangcheng from time to time, and her words became more and more outrageous, which made Xu Wenxiao's cheeks blush, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"Needless to say, Miss Xiao's skills are very true, but I don't know if I can reward the next face, as long as you are willing to help, gold, silver, wealth, and cultural antiquities are up to you, I will try my best to satisfy!"

Listening to Song Wu'er's words that were suspected of boasting, Lou Jiangcheng did not feel anything strange, but lowered his posture and saluted Xu Wenxiao, with a great feeling of a literati inviting virtues.

Seeing this, Xu Wenxiao felt flattered, and hurriedly saluted and replied:

"Uncle Xiaohuang is serious, I haven't repaid your kindness yet, how dare you refuse, as long as there is an order, I will definitely help."

"Then we will say okay, tomorrow I will ask Your Majesty for a decree and invite you to come to the palace for a while, and then I will send a palace maid to greet you, and the lady concubine Niangniang only needs to say hello, and this kind of trivial matter will not bother the girl!"

Lou Jiangcheng was overjoyed, and after thanking him repeatedly, he was able to leave.

"Sister Wen Xiao, people have gone far, look at yourself, your eyes are straight!" Song Wu'er stood in place, with gossip in her eyes and laughing at Xu Wenxiao from time to time.

"Wu'er, you are really weird today, and the words you said are even more confusing, if you want to laugh at me again, I will ignore you!" Since Song Wu'er came in, Xu Wenxiao's face was so red that he never lost his color. Seeing Lou Jiangcheng leave, Song Wu'er became more and more presumptuous, so she had to say a few words of disgust, turn around and run away.

"I'm not a jackal, tiger or leopard, how can I still hide, alas, it's really desolate!" Song Wu'er, who was a matchmaker in vain, looked up to the sky and sighed, kept shaking her head and walked into the house, and couldn't help but secretly worry about the relationship between Xu Wenxiao and Quchengshan.