Cao Ru came back with the soup, put it in front of Li Xinglin, and turned around to give Jiang Li a slap in the face, thinking that his junior brother was good for everything else, but those broken mouths were very annoying. How can such an almost pedantic gentleman as his father-in-law do any evil. Just as he was about to say something, he looked down at the portrait of a family of three at the top of the table and was very different from the others, and was immediately attracted to it, and he came closer to look at it carefully for a long time, and couldn't help but exclaim, "This painting is really good, and it looks like a real person." I really have to put it away and frame it at home. ”

On the one hand, Li Xinglin was hungry and was burying his head in the cup to blow hot air, listening to Cao Ru's words, he couldn't help but stretch his head to look at it, and he couldn't help but praise it at a glance, and he couldn't even drink the soup. I saw that the portrait of the figure is not an ordinary brushwork, but first with a very fine charcoal to outline the lines, and then supplemented by powder and ink smudging to bring out the light and shade and texture to the fullest, the style of the whole painting is extremely realistic, the technique is very old-fashioned, not to mention the details of the facial features on the face, even the embroidery of the clothes are depicted in a seven, seven, eight, eight.

After all, he is a literary person in southern Xinjiang, and even if Li Guanglin is not as famous as that splendid article in painting, he is actually quite proficient. It's just that he has always regarded it as a pleasant little skill that is not elegant, and there are very few paintings that flow out, otherwise he is also a figure in Nanji County with that painting skill alone. At this time, I thought carefully about this portrait, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that the aftertaste was endless, even if their painting styles were different, Li Xinglin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and was willing to bow down. He frowned slightly, and muttered, "This kind of painting method can be called a god, but if it is not carefully copied by a real person, it is difficult to be so realistic." ”

Cao Ru doesn't know painting skills, but he just thinks it's lifelike, but he can't say where it is good, at this time he heard Li Xinglin's comments, but his eyes lit up, and when he leaned over to look at the painting, he looked at it with a bit of solemnity. Since the husband said that it is possible to imitate the painting when it is faced, it is possible to recall some clues according to the appearance in the painting.

She raised her hand and gestured on her shoulder, it's hard to say anything else, the child's head has sprung up, one year at a time, it's very comparable.

Seeing that Ning Jing's head is about to reach his shoulder, this painting should be this year's thing. Looking at the three people dressed in the painting, it was obvious that the season was in the middle of winter, Cao Ruwei squinted his eyes and pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "This should be the scene when we went to Qingfeng Temple to pray for blessings and vows last year." ”

"At that time, we were unsigned in the side hall, and I still remember that the sign was called Yao Hua Liuji, and he was signed." Cao Ru put his hand on his cheek and pondered for a moment, then continued, "It did take some time to unsign that day, and this kid couldn't sit still, and he was always thinking about the sugar man outside the Taoist temple. ”

The three of them leaned over and took a closer look, and saw that Li Ningjing's little face was slightly tense, the corners of her mouth were slightly twitched, and her eyes showed a look of disbelief.

Several people even claimed that it was wonderful, and they couldn't help but praise the artist's ability a little more. However, Li Xinglin hesitated and said, "I remember that at that time, in addition to the accompanying Daoist Xu Mi, there was only one of his little apprentices in the side hall. That being the case, who copied this portrait on the spot? ”

Yu Haoxin and Jiang Li glanced at each other and said strangely, "Lao Li, don't you have to be mistaken?" The previous details can be corresponded to one by one, but how to get here is not right. ”

Li Xinglin shook his head and said firmly, "This Qingfeng Temple is not the first time I have been there, and the master of the view, Xu Mi, knows my identity." So every time I went, he would find an excuse in advance and empty the idle people on the side hall. What's more, I spent a lot of time in the side hall that day, and I also looked at the surrounding carvings carefully, and if there were really others hiding aside to depict them, I would not be unimpressed. ”

Several people discussed it, but there was no result. It was agreed that on the second day, I would go to the breeze to watch the end.

After discussing the portrait, Yu Haoxin hurriedly repeated the last words of the innkeeper in the afternoon.

When Li Xinglin heard the news, he was only slightly surprised, but the look on his face did not seem too surprised.

Jiang Wei was suspicious, and couldn't help asking, "Lao Li, why did this Qi person appear in Nanshao, do you still have something you haven't told us?" ”

Li Xinglin rubbed his nose, thinking that Jiang Li, Yu Haoxin, and Cao Ru had a bad relationship, and they had a fateful friendship with themselves these days. Not to mention that one is still Li Ningjing's master, and the other almost put his own life into it to save Li Ningjing not long ago. Even though some of the previous news was not deliberately deceitful, it was really unreasonable to say that it was not a gentleman's act if he had to die again after being broken by someone. couldn't help but laugh dryly twice, and lowered his voice in the white eyes of his wife, "I'm afraid these people are all here for Li Chengyang." ”

"Li Chengyang?"

Seeing Li Xinglin's mysterious but extremely determined nod, Jiang Li naturally would not doubt the authenticity of Li Xinglin's words, so his eyes widened and he showed an extremely puzzled look.

If you say that you came for the second prince Wei Mingxuan, or simply told yourself that the Tang Dynasty Emperor was paying a private visit to Weifu in southern Xinjiang back then, the shadow of Qi people among these assassins can finally come up with a story. But for the sake of Li Chengyang, a notorious person, where did the truth come from.

He Li Chengyang, how can he de. A main culprit in the extermination case, the second prince wants to save him, the man in black wants to kill him, and the assassin who assassinated Li Ningjing on the street can also have something to do with him, will even the Qi people run to the southernmost frontier of the Tang Dynasty for him?

All these impossible things come together, and if you want it to all seem reasonable, something has to go wrong.

Jiang Li raised his head suddenly, frowned and said in shock, "Lao Li, tell you the truth, is Li Wuyang the main culprit in the extermination case?" ”

Li Xinglin coughed dryly, he didn't expect Jiang Li to think of the key to the problem so quickly, and a slightly embarrassed face showed a look of appreciation.

"Of course not!"

He looked at the beating lights and said directly and solemnly.

Li Chengyang, the nephew of Li Zheng, the general of Zhenbei.

Although everyone knows that he joined the army with the relationship of Li Zheng, the general soldier of the vanguard battalion of thousands of households is in exchange for the exploits of rushing out of the rain of swords, guns and arrows on the battlefield, and his people are brave and good at fighting, leading the troops rigorously, and they are old enough to use the oil of the soldiers, and they have repeatedly made military exploits, and they are also well-known on the northern border, and are regarded as a rising star in the imperial military attache system.

Even Li Zheng, who has never been smiling, is quite complacent whenever he talks about his nephew.

In the autumn of the thirteenth year of Yuanping, Li Chengyang did not listen to the order and escaped from the Anshi station overnight.

It's just that Li Chengyang's escape route is also quite strange, just when everyone thought that he would go straight to the Northern Qi, he bypassed the heavily guarded Tangqi border, passed through Xiling, passed through Liangzhou, Gansi, and made a big circle from the western border, and disappeared from the world's field of vision.

No one knows why Li Chengyang deserted, and no one knows that he made a detour to the west in April, and finally appeared in Nanshao City.

Naturally, no one knew that as early as the early years of Yuanping, Li Chengyang knew Li Xinglin.

At that time, Cao Ru had not yet descended the mountain, and Li Xinglin was just one of the countless ordinary scholars in the empire, but at that time, Li Chengyang was already a well-known gentleman in Kyoto. There is no story about the meeting between the two people, and in the years that followed, both Li Xinglin and Li Chengyang remained silent about this not necessarily glorious past.

The straightforward and roundabout scholar, when staying at the inn, saw the girl who was about to be bullied in broad daylight, and the road saw the injustice and stepped forward, but as expected, he was full of old fists by a group of evil slaves. It's just that Li Chengyang is different from other lawless Huahua Tai Sui, who only asks to drink flowers and hops and spend a little money to flirt with girls on weekdays, and is not keen on things such as bullying men and women to force good people to become prostitutes, so he suddenly found a girl from the Qinglou on a whim that day, and wanted to have a good time in the drama of playing a rape girl, but was kicked by a tall scholar and kicked the door. Mo said that Li Wuyang, who was naked, was so frightened that he almost didn't lift it again, and even the girl who was tied up and giggled was also disgraced, thinking that she had met a good man in the green forest who didn't know whether to rob the material or the color.

After being beaten to the point that his nose and eyes were swollen, the scholar finally knew what happened, and while he was dumbfounded, he still remembered that the sage had no teachings, and thought that no matter what, he would always break back into a game to save the ignorant boy and the girl who had lost his footing. After being beaten again by Li Wuyang, who couldn't bear it, he finally bowed his head and relented, and reluctantly accepted the cruel reality. It's just that Li Chengyang is still unwilling, and wants to let this straightforward scholar know that poetry, books, and articles are worthless, wealthy, and powerful are the right way in the world, and secondly, he also wants to test whether his work is really scared out of the wrong in public, so he escorted Li Xinglin to Kyoto with him.

Who knows that this seemingly pedantic guy is even more enjoyable than himself when he drinks wine that doesn't cost money, and he relies on making a few small words and drawing a few small paintings, I don't know how many girls have earned the hearts of the girls and how much he has stolen the limelight. Those most beautiful and famous girls, even if they would rather stick money upside down, they have to rush to stick to that guy, but hang their own money owner aside, what is this called?

This is the beginning of Li Chengyang and Li Xinglin's acquaintance, there is nothing at first sight, let alone any like-mindedness. barely ate and lived together for more than a month, and finally ended with Li Chengyang, who couldn't bear it, knocking Li Xinglin out of the car and throwing him on the road.

After that, Li Xinglin became famous in the Kyoto Palace, and later served in Hanlin, and Li Chengyang also had several encounters on some occasions.

One day when they met on the street, Li Xinglin looked at this guy who was carrying wine and food and smelling of fat powder staggering towards him, frowning and saying something that affected Li Chengyang's life.

"A good man, what kind of ability is it to mix with Qinglou every day, but even if you don't have the ability, has the little lady in the north seen it?"