This night, the jade cypress did not sleep.

He dragged his injured body, and yesterday waited until late at night, when he wanted to wear it, and finally waited for his father and sister to come back.

Just when he thought that he could finally keep the clouds open and see the moon, he could ask in detail about today's apprenticeship banquet, but he saw the yawns of his father and sister one after another, so dense that he didn't give him a chance to speak.

"I'll talk about it tomorrow......" Qiao Xianjiu waved his hand at his son and went to sleep.

Qiao Yubai wanted to ask the servants, but everyone's reaction was more sleepy than that of a dog.

What was it that was so exhausting to get so sleepy?

Qiao Yubai returned to the room, but his mind couldn't stop for a moment.

Today, he has heard some news scattered and scattered, such as the tiger picture that did not draw his eyes, what Mrs. Xie harmed others and ended up harming himself, and what Mrs. Chu had pink eye on the spot, and he did not hesitate to angrily accuse his father Gao Pan Ningning......

How many unexpected things happened on this day!

In countless tossing and turning, Qiao Yubai's hatred for Chang Miao gradually reached its peak.

He had seen in a book with ghosts written that there was a kind of evil monster that lived by sucking the anger and hatred of mortals, and sucking and cultivating for hundreds of years could be a disaster to the world.

He thought now, this evil monster just didn't hit him at this time, but if he did, why did he cultivate for hundreds of years?

Such an evil monster, he can nourish more than a hundred or ten by himself.

Finally seeing that the east was white, Qiao Yubai immediately got up and went to greet his father, but his father and mother had not yet gotten up.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun ......" Qiao Yubai waited hard, and the little girl brought good news for his own Lang Jun's life: "The girl is up!" ”

"Quick, help me through!"

Qiao Yumian just got up to freshen up, and wanted to eat some breakfast and then go back to sleep, but when he heard that his limping brother had already found him, he knew that his dream was shattered.

After a hurried breakfast, she told her brother about what happened in the Dengtai Building yesterday.

Qiao Yubai was gradually dumbfounded.

Thousands of surprises, thousands of sighs, and finally turned into a sentence in his mind - what did he miss yesterday?

It's just that there is still a trace of reason: "Ning Ning's tiger picture, is it really so good?" ”

He hadn't heard of Ning Ning being good at calligraphy and painting before-

"Of course." Qiao Yumian's voice was soft, but her face was honorable: "Although I can't see it, I can hear it clearly, and everyone was praising Ning Ning at that time, even Mrs. Chu recognized it." ”

Qiao Yubai looked stunned.

As everyone knows, Mrs. Chu has always had a poisonous mouth, and her eyes are so picky that ordinary people can hardly bear it...... It is not much easier to get a word of recognition than to take the top prize.

The young man suddenly stood up and went out.

The little guy hurriedly helped.

"Where is Brother going?" Qiao Yumian asked hurriedly.

"Dengtai Tower!"

Qiao Yumian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reminded: "But the injury on my brother's head must be recuperated!" ”

The voice of her brother's grievance and remorse came to her ears-

"I just listened to you yesterday!"

He was obedient and stayed at home, but what happened?

Since Mrs. Chu came and left yesterday, his head and heart have never had a moment of tranquility...... It is worse to be tortured than to die!

"Hey, isn't that Yubai, didn't you say you were going to recuperate for a while, how did you come out?"

There were idle students in the Guozi Prison who saw the figure of Qiao Yubai's master and servant hurrying away, and they couldn't help but show curiosity on their faces.

"Do you need to ask? It must be because I missed the painting of Chang Niangzi in Tailou yesterday, and I was in a hurry to see the painting! ”

"You were all here yesterday?"

"That's it, the loss passed early, and then it was full, but I couldn't get in if I wanted to......"

"If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that the picture of the tiger in the mountains and forests is from a woman."

"In the past, I used to sacrifice wine and accept Chang Niangzi as an apprentice, which was a child's play...... Now it seems that Chang Niangzi is not a thing in the pool, and it is not a whim to sacrifice wine and collect disciples. ”

Someone sighed and said: "Although Chang Niangzi is a woman, she is really not comparable to me." ”

Song Xian, who passed by here, heard this, and his feet paused slightly.

Yesterday he came back early and rested early, but the movement of his classmates returning at night woke him up, and although the praise of Chang Suining from those classmates was not high, they were full of exclamations that could not be calmed down.

When I got up this morning, there was a lot of discussion about this matter in the Guozi Prison, and I heard it wherever I went.

But at this time, this sentence was like a stone, smashing into Song Xian's heart.

She is not a thing in the pool, and it is not a whim ...... sacrificial wine to collect disciples?

What about him who wanted to worship wine as a teacher but was politely refused?

Is he inferior to a little woman?

The conversation in the twilight four days ago seems to be still ringing in my ears.

At that time, he decided in his mouth and heart that the sacrificial wine and accepting the other party as an apprentice was just to play with the little girl in the family, and the other party's flamboyant behavior of wanting to hold an apprenticeship banquet made him dissatisfied-

But the little woman told him that she was sure that she would not dishonor the name of the sacrificial wine.

She also said that she would be a good enough student.

He just scoffed at the time, and he didn't hide his scorn.

But what he heard now was like a slap in the face.

Among the students, there were also those who were skeptical: "How good can a woman be at drawing a tiger...... Isn't that exaggerating? ”

"The painting is hanging in the Dengtai Tower, if you don't believe it, just look at it yourself!"

"Let's go, let's go together......"

"Brother Song!" Someone saw Song Xian, and casually invited when he stepped forward to give a salute: "Brother Song must have heard about the matter of ascending to Tailou yesterday?" We're about to go to see the paintings, Brother Song is going to go together? ”

Song Xiancai is famous, his talent is very eye-catching in a crowd of movers, and because he has been praised by Qiao Sacrifice Wine repeatedly, he is one of the most optimistic candidates for next year's Spring Festival, so he has always been very popular in Guozi Prison, and he is the existence of being fought for by his classmates.

Facing those eyes, Song Xianzheng said: "I need to visit a gentleman today, so I won't go with you." ”

"I don't know which Confucian Brother Song is going to visit again?"

"Also, Brother Song is different from us idlers!"

"Brother Song, then we'll take our leave."

The classmates left together laughing, Song Xian stood in place, his ten fingers in his sleeves clenched silently, and his expression was a little complicated.

He just lied.

He had no plans to visit anyone today.

He didn't even understand why he subconsciously lied and avoided it.

It's just a painting, how old is she, and she doesn't look like a person who can calm down and work calligraphy and painting......

He does not deny that to get so much affirmation, she must have some talent.

But those discussions are inseparable from the amazement of her as a woman, so in the final analysis, these praises are undoubtedly mixed with a different view of her being a woman's body to be so talented-

The same good painting, if it is made by a woman, is more likely to attract attention and discussion than a man because it is rare and rare, and is destined to be treated equally.

A few points of talent, a few points of treatment because of a woman's body......

Besides, he didn't need to compare anything with a woman like her.

Song Xian pursed the corners of his mouth and turned to leave here.

……

When Qiao Yubai came to Dengtai Tower, the building was already full of people.

After inquiring about the paintings, I learned that because there were too many people to see the paintings, in order to avoid crowding and causing riots, the upstairs only received a maximum of 50 people at a time, and if they wanted to see the paintings, they could only wait outside to enter.

Qiao Yubai, who was standing in the crowd and was supported by the little guy, was stunned.

Ning Ning: This is a painting that is famous, right?

The voices in his ears were chaotic, but they were all about his family's Ning Ning.

Some of them were the people who were present yesterday, and at this moment they all seemed to be fragrant and sweet, surrounded by people and questioned, talking about the situation in the building yesterday.

A man in a long shirt who walked through the crowd with a pen and paper and jotted down points in a booklet from time to time caught Qiao Yubai's attention.

That's not ...... The storyteller in the teahouse opposite?

Sure enough, it's not for nothing that he can become the most popular storyteller in the city.

And Qiao Yubai soon attracted the attention of the storyteller.

After all, such a handsome young man with a wound cloth on his head and difficulty in moving and needing to be supported is really hard to ignore.

"This Lang Jun is injured, but he is still not afraid of the scorching heat...... You must also be a person who loves painting, right? The storyteller tried to talk.

Such an avid follower is very suitable to be his material.

The little guy beside Qiao Yubai couldn't help but say: "My family Langjun is the elder brother of Chang Niangzi, and he was recuperating at home yesterday, so he couldn't come over!" ”

The little guy spoke with his back very straight, so that people could know that they were different from these outsiders who came to see the paintings!

Qiao Yubai glanced at the little guy disapprovingly-how could he be so vain?

Mr. Storyteller looked at Qiao Yubai in surprise: "Lang Jun is actually Chang Niangzi's brother?" ”

Facing the gaze of those who came over with Qi Shushu, Qiao Yubai coughed, smiled slightly, and nodded reservedly and steadily: "The person who painted is the sister." ”

Immediately the crowd gathered around.

……

The Dengtai Tower was surrounded by water, and in the Manna Hall in the palace, the Holy Book Emperor had also learned the details of yesterday's events from Ming Luo's mouth.

It was late when Ming Luo returned to the palace last night, so he did not disturb the rest of the Holy Book Emperor.

"This Xie clan's actions yesterday were a little reckless and I don't know the depths." The voice of the Holy Emperor could not hear joy or anger, but said: "It seems that the life after leaving the palace is too smooth, and she has forgotten that the word prudence lies in acting." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Ming Luo, who bowed her head and answered immediately: "But her trip yesterday, is it related to your mother?" ”

What she was referring to was Mingluo's mother-in-law, the Duchess of Yingguo, Chang.

Mingluo's heart jumped when he heard this, and his face was silent: "Luo'er still doesn't know." ”

She was indeed disturbed by Chang Suining's words and deeds last night, and she thought about it at this time...... It's quite possible.

"Of course, the Xie family doesn't dare to say much, but I can think of it, and the Chang family and others can also think about it." The voice of the Holy Book Emperor was very light, but the majesty was undiminished: "The matter of the Great Cloud Temple, Ah Shen has been wronged in the slightest—now it is an eventful time, since his skills are not as good as others, he will not have another incident." ”

"Yes." Ming Luo said solemnly: "Luo'er will convey a reminder." ”

"I have also heard that the work of the Chang family girl has the style of worshipping the moon-" When the word "Chongyue" was mentioned, the majesty in the tone of the Holy Emperor was silently removed: "In your opinion, is there really a similarity?" ”

Mingluo's heart tightened slightly.

She had just omitted this point, but her aunt had heard about it from other palace mouths.

And my aunt obviously cares.

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