A few maids got the order to smash Tang Siru's painting a few steps forward, and some spectators wanted to stop it, but they couldn't afford to provoke the Fan family.

Tang Siru said sharply: "I see who dares to move!" At the feet of the Son of Heaven, does Miss Fan want to ignore the law in vain? ”

Fan Jingqiao smiled: "Your father is just a waiter, how can you help me?" ”

Saying that, she raised her hand, "First smash that "Louwailou", I look troubled." ”

"Yes, Miss."

A few maids rushed to the painting in the middle of the lobby, and it was violently pulled open just as their hands touched the edge of the frame.

Tang Siru stood in front of the painting and laughed angrily: "The eldest lady wants to animate, why don't you step on my corpse?" ”

"You don't play scoundrels, you plagiarized first, and I also want to preserve the style of the literati."

Fan Jingqiao opened her eyes and said nonsense, "Don't hurry up and pull the second miss away, don't hurt her." Second Miss, don't worry, I will only smash the gallery today, as for you...... Let's make your straw bales with peace of mind! ”

Seeing that his fists were invincible to his four hands, Tang Siru was unwilling to let his painting be smashed like this, and when he was about to protect him, a chuckle came from outside the door.

"Miss Fan is so majestic, Fu has seen it today."

Seeing someone coming, Fan Jingqiao's face changed suddenly: "Lord Zuo Xiang? ”

The man was wearing a royal blue dress, wearing a red jade crown, a pair of narrow and deep natural smiles, but unfortunately the smile was difficult to reach the bottom of his eyes, his thin lips were slightly raised, and the words he said were cold.

Tang Siru breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and stepped forward to salute: "I've seen Lord Zuo Xiang." ”

"No need to be polite." Fu Yao looked at the furnishings and paintings in the gallery, and a trace of surprise crossed his eyes.

Speaking of this Zuo Xiang, it can be regarded as a legend, Fu Yao is the youngest Zuo Xiang in the history of the Southern Ming Kingdom, but he is an official in his twenties, and he can be said to be the most trusted courtier of the Southern Ming Emperor, there is no one.

At this time, seeing that he faintly meant to help Tang Siru, Fan Jingqiao's face was very exciting.

"I don't know why Master Fu came?" Fan Jingqiao put on a smile, "Today is for me to settle personal grievances with Miss Tang Er, I don't know ......"

Fu Yao's expression was faint: "Fu was just passing by, but when I saw Miss Fan, I remembered that Lord Fan didn't go to the morning court today, and I heard that it was because the girl in the family was ......sick."

Fan Jingqiao's face changed slightly, she didn't expect her father's mistake to be caught, she glanced at Tang Siru, and wanted to cause trouble, so she pretended to be pitiful and said:

"Adults don't know, I learned during my illness that Miss Tang Er copied what I made three years ago and sold it in a gallery, so that others could see her true face and not be deceived, so I brought someone to teach Miss Tang what is a literati style."

Tang Siru sneered: "Miss Fan's painting level is average, but she is a leader in reversing black and white." ”

Fu Yao didn't speak, just thought between the two paintings.

"Fu remembered that at the Qionghua banquet three years ago, the eldest lady personally admitted that she was not good at calligraphy and painting."

Fan Jingqiao's face changed slightly: "It's just not good, it's not that it won't." ”

"That's it." Fu Yao nodded, lingering in front of "Louwailou", "Since you all have your own opinions, it is better to book a competition to correct your own name." ”

Tang Siru looked at him, her heart moved, she didn't know if it was her illusion, she felt that he was here to test her today, but what was there for her to tempt......

Out of his mind, Fu Yao met her eyes, and then stretched out his lips and smiled: "What does Miss Tang Er think?" ”

"I have no problem, the time, place and theme can be set by Miss Fan."

Fan Jingqiao was driven away from the duck at this time and didn't agree, so she thought about it and said, "Okay, the specific competition process will be sent to the house after I go back." ”

"Miss Fan, don't just put this matter off because you're afraid."

Tang Siru was also angry when he spoke, and when Fan Jingqiao left the gallery, her face was extremely ugly.

A so-called plagiarism turmoil, thunder and rain, Tang Siru looked at Fu Yao, who was appreciating himself, and said loudly: "Thank you Master Fu today." ”

"I didn't do anything." He waved his hand.

"If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have given up."

In the final analysis, Fan Jingqiao will not compromise because she can't afford to provoke Fu Yao.

Fu Yao smiled: "If Miss Tang Er insists on thanking her, can she sell it in the next painting?" ”

Tang Siru was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Which one do you like, I will give it to you." ”

He didn't shirk either, standing in front of a painting for a long time.

The painting depicts the busy traffic of the previous life, with high-rise buildings, which is more like a strange work for today's dynasty.

"I'm curious about how Miss Tang Er drew such a clever work."

Tang Siru's eyes were full of nostalgia when he looked at the painting: "This is a dream I once had, and all the paintings are dream worlds. ”

Fu Yao nodded, not knowing whether he believed her words.

"Tomorrow, I will send someone to personally deliver the painting to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Fu Yao nodded: "In this way, Fu will thank the second miss." The hour is almost up, I wonder if we can enjoy the face and eat together? ”

"Why don't you ......" Tang Siru looked at him, "Why don't you eat in my gallery?" It's not that I'm boasting, but the dishes made in the small kitchen of the glass gallery are all dishes that have never been seen in Beijing. ”

Of course, it's fresh, it's all dishes from the previous life, and Tang Siru taught the chef himself.

Fu Yao had nothing to do, the two went up to the third floor, and the little maid went to order the kitchen to prepare food.

Just two people dining, the small kitchen is neat, and it will be served up after a while.

Braised lion's head, vegetarian stir-fried green bamboo shoots, boiled chicken, beans and shrimp, ham and cabbage soup...... Basically, they are light dishes, and they are also just learned by the cook.

Fu Yao tried a pair of chopsticks and said, "It tastes very good, it's really fresh." ”

"If you want to eat, come to the gallery, there's no outside."

Tang Siru served himself a bowl of soup, in fact, it was quite good to cross over, at least he didn't have to do it himself.

Fu Yao suddenly asked, "Are these dishes also what you dreamed of in your dreams?" ”

Tang Siru suddenly sobered up and smiled: "How is it possible, this is all read in an ancient recipe, I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to taste good." ”

Fu Yao nodded to eat and didn't ask anything else, but the more this happened, the more unpredictable it became.

After eating, Fu Yao basically asked about painting-related things, and Tang Siru couldn't guess what he thought, so he could only improvise.

"Thank you Miss Tang Er for your hospitality today." Before leaving, he said, "The second lady is superb in painting, Fu will come to visit another day." ”

"Your Excellency praised it."

Tang Siru watched him go away, and he was really relieved.

"Miss." The little maid came over after he left, "What the hell is Lord Zuo Xiang doing?" ”

"If I knew, I wouldn't have to worry so much, forget it, let's go home first."

"Yes, the slave told someone to clean up the gallery."