Chapter 127: The Portrait of the Wanderer
The wind and clouds suddenly rose, and the rivers and lakes were stormy for a while.
"The blue water reminisces about yesterday, and the flowers are thousands of miles away."
The name of the painted face has reappeared in people's eyes.
The battle of thousands of people in Qingshan Pavilion on Qingshan Peak started the first stop for Huayan to return to the martial arts. The streets and alleys are full of legendary events of painting, and they have even been written into drama biographies and performed in various places.
The experience of painting faces back to life and being reborn from the fire is talked about by everyone. A Requiem was spread all over the world. Everyone only said that Requiem was powerful and tried their best to imitate it, but no one really knew how to play this tune.
Even the dress of the painting in the past was imitated by many women. Anyone who has seen Huayan before, or who has heard of Huayan, knows that Huayan has a dress that never changes, that is, a jade flute on the waist and a veil on the head.
So, after walking two or three steps down the street, you will see a woman wearing a veil of various colors, whether she can blow or not, she will always have a flute in hand.
There is a well-known liquor shop on the edge of the waterfront city, in terms of store facilities and scale, it is really not elegant and magnificent, but it can always attract elegant people to visit often.
Most of the patrons were rich sons and ladies from Linshui County, and sometimes people from other counties, even though it was only a place that couldn't even compare to the size of their kitchen.
If you tell me why, you will be able to understand it.
The shopkeeper of this wine shop, named Cao Youfu, is not a celebrity or a talented person. It's just that his ancestors have been making wine for three generations, and the wine is more pure than others. But that wasn't enough for his liquor shop to flourish.
Cao Youfu likes to study wine on weekdays. In his shop, there are more types of alcohol than others. Among them, the peach blossom brew famous in Peicheng, and the osmanthus wine in the forgotten dust building that everyone talks about, are also all sold.
It all depends on the results of his research, otherwise, how can he easily get the secret of making those wines?
Because of these two kinds of wine, some people also came over.
In order to make more different liquors, Cao Youfu also developed in the direction of medicinal materials. In order to obtain fresh materials for making wine, he often went up the mountain to collect medicine at dawn. The famous mountains in the world, large and small, let him go through them all.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that what changed his fate in the end was not because of wine, but because of a painting.
On the way up the mountain to collect medicine by chance, a portrait of a woman floated to Cao Youfu's feet with the wind. At that time, he didn't pay attention, stepped on the drawing paper, and left a mud footprint on the drawing paper, which Cao Youfu regretted until today.
Look again, the woman in the painting, holding a jade flute, strolling under the flowers, graceful, charming eyes with sorrow, actually looks like a sinking fish and a goose, and the moon is shy of flowers. Cao Youfu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and decided to collect the painting.
He took the portrait home, and while he was resting at night, he held up the lamp and looked at it carefully, and while he was surprised and admired, he sighed with hatred. He didn't dare to dream of seeing the woman in the painting, and he only sighed that there was no one to share his feelings with. I felt that it was a pity to hide the bottom of the box, so I simply asked a master to frame the portrait and put it on the counter.
But he still felt that it was not enough, and imagined that such a beautiful woman might not be in the world, but only a fairy in the sky and a mortal world. Then, he brought incense candles and fruit bowls, placed them under the portrait, and paid homage with incense to his hands every day.
Even the name of the Bodhisattva is signed on the drawing paper.
One day, a long-bearded old man in a gray cloth robe happened to pass by the wine shop here, and found the portrait hanging on the incense burner, and immediately leaned back and smiled backwards.
Cao Youfu thought that the old man might know the origin of the portrait, so he invited wine and humbly asked the old man for advice.
The old man didn't say much, he directly asked the shopkeeper to take down the painting, and wrote a poem on the portrait, which was, "The spring breeze offers thousands of miles of incense, and the clouds are shy and the willows are gone." The blue water recalls yesterday's face, and the flowers are thousands of miles away. ”
After writing the poem, the old man seemed to come again, smiling like a long smile, like a breeze drifting away.
Cao Youfu has no culture and doesn't understand the meaning of poetry, so he asked the gentleman in the school to answer. Only then did I know that the woman in the painting mentioned in the poem turned out to be the lord of the painted face who moved the world and was a model for everyone.
This painting was painted by Qing Dai when she first saw the painting on that day, and then it was blown down by the wind and lost to the world. never thought that this move would change Cao Youfu's fate.
And the old man who inscribed the poem on the painting was the knowledgeable Mr. Nanshan Su. In this way, the market value of this painting is enough to be seen.
After everyone heard about this, they broke through the courtyard and rushed to watch.
The business of Cao Youfu Wine Store has been booming ever since.
Even though he knew that the woman in the painting was not a 'bodhisattva', he worshipped her even more religiously.
After all, not everyone can do things that can be reborn. He believed that the predecessor of this Huayan County Lord must have been a heavenly fairy, and after his body died, he would still ascend to the immortal.
In order to protect this portrait, Cao Youfu did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to invite the masters of the rivers and lakes to be his doorman every day. This can also protect the peace of Fang Yuan.
Although the business of the liquor store is becoming more and more prosperous, the shopkeeper still operates with the heart of a city merchant, and the wine does not rise but falls, coming and going, attracting all kinds of people.
On this day, the liquor shop seemed to be more lively than usual, and I heard that it was Huayan himself who came.
This news exploded in Linshui County, and all those who could get away from it ran to Cao Youfu's wine shop outside the city to have a look at the fairy face.
Is it Hua Yan himself? Let's take a look at the liquor store.
At that time, Cao Youfu was clearing the wine account at the counter, and suddenly a peach blossom fragrance wafted from outside the door, he looked up, and saw a woman with long hair fluttering, wearing a bright red dress, and holding a jade flute slowly walked in front of him, and the woman was followed by an old man about fifty years old, with a white face and a gossip bag on his shoulder.
"Shopkeeper, let's have a pot of peach blossom stuff!" The woman in red said with an expressionless face, and then gently floated to the seat and sat down.
Cao Youfu only felt that this woman was familiar, and after thinking about it, he was suddenly shocked, his eyes lit up, and he personally took the wine and sent it forward, he asked cautiously and with a humble smile: "Dare to ask the girl's surname, where she came from, and where is she going?" ”
The woman in red couldn't wait to pull the lid of the wine jug, close the jug and drink, until she quenched her thirst, then wiped the water stains on the side of her mouth, and replied lightly, "I paint my face all over the world as my home, and I will go wherever I want!" ”
Between the words, he was dressed like a man, and there was no shyness of a woman in the boudoir at all.
When Cao Youfu heard this, he glanced at the portrait, and then carefully looked at the woman in red, and compared it, it was really very similar. His face was flushed with excitement, sweat was pouring down, and he was so happy that he couldn't speak.
When the people next to him heard this, they also gathered around the two women in red, vying to observe.
"Shopkeeper, I've been here for so long, why haven't you served the food yet?!" The woman in red said slightly angrily.
Cao Youfu hurriedly bowed and replied, "Just ...... Come on! ...... This meal, no...... Collect money! ”
The old man who was with the woman in red got up and thanked with a smile on his face: "The politeness of the shopkeeper, I am also a chivalrous guest, how can I eat and live for nothing?!" ”
"You...... Polite! Draw the county lord to do the ...... for the people So much...... Good deeds, I am ...... It should be ......," Cao Youfu smiled with low eyebrows.
Saying that, Cao Youfu hurriedly rushed to the kitchen and cooked in person.
Originally, the shopkeeper just said to invite a meal, but let the old man inadvertently say the accommodation money. Fortunately, the shopkeeper is also a thick man, and he is happy to dedicate himself to the two of them.
"It's really a painter?!"
"That's still fake! You compare the portraits, and they are carved out of a mold! ”
"Didn't she jump off a cliff and die? Is there really a way to bring the dead back to life? ”
"What's going on?! She is clearly a fairy to the world! There is immortality! ”
"Really?!"
The entrance of the liquor store, the windowsill, and the inside of the store were all filled with people watching the excitement, and they whispered one by one.
How did you know that the woman in red was not afraid, jumped on the table, crossed Erlang's legs and told the story at a glance. "Do you want to know how I came back from the dead?"
"Yes! Think! ”
Everyone immediately gathered around and replied loudly in surprise.
The woman in red was taken aback by this earth-shattering cry, and had to force her composure, she returned to her serious appearance, raised her head and said proudly: "It's all a miracle medicine." ”
"What miracle medicine?" Everyone asked in unison.
The woman in red pretended to be mysterious, stopped halfway through speaking, raised her wine glass and took a sip before continuing: "This medicine is refined from the twenty most precious medicinal materials in the world, and only one can be refined at a time. And these twenty kinds of medicinal materials, it takes ten years to pick one and refine this medicine......" The woman in red pinched her fingers, pondered for a while, and suddenly raised her head and said, "It will take fifty years!" The medicinal herbs required are ......"
"Poof......
There was a burst of snickering from the bottom of the crowd.
The woman in red's face changed, stared at a pair of almond eyes, and glared angrily, "If any hero disagrees with what I said, you can stand up and argue with me in detail, why sneak around and slander in the dark!" ”
Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and I don't even realize who is laughing just now.
The woman in red was silent for a while, and found that no one answered, but she was frightened back by her words, so she didn't pay attention to it. But she didn't say anything, she didn't do anything else, she still sat at the table and drank alone.
Legend has it that Huayan loves peach blossom brewing, and everyone is more convinced when they see the amount of wine of the woman in red.
The old man sitting on the side stood up and said, "If you want to listen to the story, you must abide by the rules, at least you can't interrupt the county lord's words at will." ”
Cao Youfu took a plate of dishes that had been prepared earlier, listened to it for a while, and hurriedly brought the dishes he had forgotten to the table, and took out a few benches from the side and placed them around the table of the woman in red. He crossed his waist and said, "You sit down and listen, let the county lord breathe!" This is the cordon, and you are not allowed to cross it here. ”
The people obediently did as the treasurer instructed. They all sat down on the floor.
The woman in red, seeing that everyone was quiet, began to speak unhurriedly again, "The medicinal materials needed are, blue geranium, benzoin, Morinda officinalis, Yulou, Continuation, hooked vine, pangolin......"
"Poof......
There was another laugh in the hall.
This time, the woman in red finally heard the source of the voice, and she pointed to a table of people in the corner of the hall with a jade flute, especially a young man who was still trembling with laughter with his back to her, and said loudly: "If you have the guts, tell me your words to your face, what kind of manly husband is cowering!" ”
The boy immediately stopped laughing and slowly stood up.
The boy is none other than Limu.