The confinement bends to Kyushu, and a few families are happy and a few are sad.

Compared with the stack of white paper and black words full of heart in the Chang'an Hou Mansion, the white paper and black letters in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites are not so warm and happy.

Confined in her yard for a long time, unable to feel the life outside, let alone the days of hope for the future, Su Zhenyi has a trace of despair in her heart trying to germinate.

When she first married the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, she still thought that with her beauty, she would one day be able to get the pity of the son of Tuesday. At that time, the life of the young lady of Shangshu Mansion will barely be passable.

But now that she has been married to the Zhou family for more than a month, Su Zhenyi has not even seen Zhou Ruoqian's shadow once.

The only turning point was with her sister-in-law.

Yesterday, when she went to greet her mother-in-law Bai, she happened to see the eldest girl of the Zhou family sitting in the garden with tears in her eyes.

Su Zhenyi, who intended to be a good friend, had a lot of patience before she heard what was going on. When she learned that Su Zhaoning was calculated by the county lord of An Yi, Su Zhenyi felt that her gray heart finally had a glimmer of light.

But when she got a reply from her younger brother Su Jinxuan today, Su Zhenyi felt a tightness in her chest and almost fainted!

The younger brother not only stood up to relieve Su Zhaoning, but also showed mercy to Su Zhaoning in the letter.

Su Zhaoning has nothing to be pitiful, is it pitiful for her Su Zhenyi!

Su Zhenyi really wanted to rush to Su Jinxuan immediately and cry at him.

But the door of the Zhou family is easy to enter but not easy to get out.

Looking at the courtyard where there were few people in her house this week, Su Zhenyi picked up the pen and wrote only one word, and then put it down again.

It took several repetitions before she could write that sentence in its entirety.

"My sister is very good, but my brother is at home, and my studies cannot be delayed, especially the painting skills that I am proud of......"

This time is different from the past, Su Zhenyi knows that she can only provoke her brother to take action by poking him directly at the softest and most painful place.

On the Chang'an Mansion, like Su Zhenyi, there is another person who wants to poke Su Jinxuan's sore spot.

After receiving Su Zhenyi's reply, Su Jinxuan's face was as ugly as his sister when she first received his letter.

If Su Jinxuan, who is now in the Marquis Mansion of Chang'an, has no worries about food and clothing, and has made steady progress in his studies, it is undoubtedly the painting skill that he was most proud of.

In the past, how satisfied Su Jinxuan was and how satisfied he was with his painting skills, in front of the picture of Su Wu's girl that day, Su Jinxuan was so frustrated and ashamed of himself.

For more than ten years of living outside the Chang'an Marquis's Mansion, Su Jinxuan has always obeyed his sister and worked hard to practice his painting skills, but he wanted to have something to do in the future.

At the beginning of the Chang'an Marquis Mansion, he was also quite complacent.

I didn't expect that there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people to come so quickly. And it was a girl who was younger than him in the grade. Su Jinxuan has not been able to paint since that day.

No matter how much he persuaded himself, no matter how he tried to comfort himself, he couldn't paint anymore.

As soon as he saw the rice paper, he saw the same figure of himself and the five girls in front of him.

is obviously his sister who has been with him day and night for more than ten years, and it is obviously himself, but he is far inferior to the five girls.

Holding Su Zhenyi's reply, Su Jinxuan looked at his row of pens hanging on the pen holder.

Reaching out to take out a pen and re-laying a clean piece of rice paper, Su Jinxuan took a deep breath, he thought, let's start with the most commonly drawn and most handy portraits.

When he put down the pen, the tip of the pen trembled twice, and the thick ink fell on the rice paper.

Su Jinxuan comforted himself that the ink ball could be drawn into black hair, and he continued to paint, trying to draw another small portrait of his sister.

But the hand holding the pen trembled uncontrollably, and Su Jinxuan used his left hand to hold the ankle of his right hand, but he still couldn't hold the pen steady.

The contours of his face were shaken into a zigzag line, and Su Jinxuan finally couldn't convince himself anymore. He reached out and threw the pen to the ground, covering his face with his hands.

There was a noise at the door.

The maid beside Su Jinxuan, the red sleeves, walked in.

When she saw Su Jinxuan's pen still on the ground, her heart was clear.

Red Sleeves has served Su Jinxuan since he entered the Chang'an Mansion, so she naturally knows about Su Jinxuan's heart disease.

"The young master wants to eat some pastries, and the steaming brown sugar pear paste just happened to come out of the kitchen." Red Sleeves bent down to pick up the pen on the ground, quietly hung it back on the pen stand, and quietly glanced at the open letterhead beside Su Jinxuan.

Although I couldn't see the content clearly, it was obviously a letter from the three girls.

I don't know how the third girl is in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, in short, she is a first-class maid next to the second young master, so she can only hope that the second young master will have a future.

Red Sleeves is the son of the Marquis of Chang'an, and she knows very well how precious the young master is in this Chang'an Marquis Mansion.

Therefore, she is willing to really think about Su Jinxuan.

"The young master wants to paint, in fact, Red Sleeves thinks that if he needs something very important, the young master might as well ask the fifth girl to paint one on his behalf, which is also a solution." Red Sleeves seemed to be saying it lightly, but in fact, he was watching Su Jinxuan's reaction with full attention.

When Su Jinxuan heard this, he didn't get angry, but just looked at his rice paper that was stunned by the ink ball.

He waited for a long time before asking, "Red sleeves, am I drawing poorly?" ”

"Where does Red Sleeves know this?" Red Sleeves smiled and replied, "I only heard that the fifth girl painted a painting of "Ying Shen Fu" that the Hou Ye was full of. Since Master Hou said that the five girls drew well, the five girls really drew well. So if the young master wants to paint well, just find the fifth girl. ”

"Isn't "Ying Shen Fu" a text by Cao Mu of the previous dynasty, how can it be a painting. Did Redsleeves hear me wrong? When Su Jinxuan heard his father praise the paintings of the five girls, his heart was even more uncomfortable. He asked, with a fluke in his mind.

Red Sleeves mentioned Miss Su's painting, naturally not to let Su Jinxuan find the other party's fault. She is a child of a family, although she has more knowledge than the slaves bought outside, and she can have the elders of the family to remind the crooks in this big house, but where do you know what to draw and not paint.

Red Sleeves only knows that people have to accept their fate. She knew that she was the maid's life, so she only begged Su Jinxuan to make a difference and let her ascend to heaven.

Now that Su Jinxuan's brush can't be held steadily, it is better to let him see the gap between himself and Miss Su Wu clearly and let him accept his fate.

Red sleeves looked at Su Jinxuan and tempted him: "Maybe the slave and maid heard it wrong, the young master has read a lot, it is better for you to go over and take a look, the slave and maid can also have a long insight." ”

Su Jinxuan knew in his heart that the possibility of hearing it wrong was very small. But because he was too eager for this impossible thing to come true, so with a fluke heart, Su Jinxuan nodded and agreed to Red Sleeves' proposal.

He didn't even want to wait any longer, so he immediately led the red sleeves to the courtyard of the fifth girl Su.

It just so happened that the picture of "Ying Shenfu" was being held by the eldest young master Su Jinyu.

Seeing Su Jinxuan's figure, Su Jinyu beckoned to him: "Brother Xuan, come over and take a look at this picture." The fifth sister Hui Xinlan is a real scene, and all the descriptions in "Ying Shen Fu" have been turned into real scenes. You look at the posture of Yingshen, it is really 'like a frightening and graceful dragon'. ”

Su Jinxuan looked up and saw that on the one-foot-long scroll, the figures of Ying Shen and King Chen repeatedly appeared in different scenes. Different scenes, such as landscapes and forests, divide the whole painting into several small pictures. In the original text of "Ying Shen Fu", Ying Shen and Chen Wangchu met each other and fell in love with each other, and various scenes were vividly displayed on the paper.

Although there are many scenes involved, every one of them is impeccable. The landscape scenery is immersive, and the characters are lifelike.

This, where is the red sleeves misheard.

It's my idiot who thinks wrong!

Su Jinxuan let out a strange laugh, and looked at the scroll of "Ying Shen Fu" with a stupid look in his eyes.

Su Jinyu was about to ask him what was wrong, but before he could stretch out his hand, he saw Su Jinxuan falling straight backwards.

Red Sleeves hurriedly stepped forward to help Su Jinxuan. But she is a woman, how can she support Su Jinxuan, who completely lost her strength and fell directly.

It was Su Jinyu who hugged Su Jinxuan.

"Brother Xuan, how are you?" Su Jinyu didn't have much dissatisfaction with this younger brother. Even though his sister is misbehaving, Su Jinyu never gets angry.

Su Jinxuan's eyes were still looking at the "Ying God Map", and he looked at it for a long time before slowly turning his head to look at Su Jinyu.

Su Jinxuan said in a wooden voice: "Big brother, I'm going to study." ”

Su Jinyu saw that his face was not as good as usual, so she wanted to frown and stop him.

But before Su Jinyu could speak, Su Jinxuan stood up by himself, led the red sleeves and said, "Go and prepare for me the book I want to review today." ”

Red Sleeves was taken aback by Su Jinxuan's fall to the ground. Now that she could stand up, she breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly saluted Su Jinyu to keep up with Su Jinxuan's pace.

Back in his courtyard, Su Jinxuan walked into the study, and then paused.

Red Sleeves was a little puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Young Master, what's wrong?" ”

Before her words fell, she only heard Su Jinxuan snort, and she actually spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth and fell straight back again.

This fell, Su Jinxuan didn't wake up immediately.

Redsleeves screamed in shock.

Su Jinxuan fell this and was sick for half a month. In the past half a month, the doctor has changed the medicine several times, but he has not seen any improvement.

Mrs. Hou listened to the reason for the red sleeves, one secretly blamed the five girls who painted, and the other was that even Su Zhenyi, who was favored in the past, was also blamed.

If it weren't for Su Zhenyi, who was too harsh as a sister, and asked Su Jinxuan to practice painting, why would Su Jinxuan be depressed?

Su Zhenyi didn't know about this incident in the Marquis of Chang'an. All she knew was that after the letter to her brother was sent, there was no reply in the Chang'an Marquis' Mansion.

It was actually a letter of concern to Mrs. Hou, but there was no news.

Looking at the high wall in the backyard of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, the despair in Su Zhenyi's heart finally broke through the ground and gave birth to a green shoot, which grew higher and higher, and was about to trap her in the light of day.

And the fifth girl Su Wu, who was harmed for no reason, also begged in front of Su Zhaoning.