It's not that she doubts her eyes, but the scene in front of her is so amazing. As Chang Ronghua's favorite disciple, Ji Junyan followed Chang Ronghua to visit Qingyuan Daojun when he saw Qingyuan Daojun painting, and saw this wonderful brushwork.

However, according to what Ji Junyan said, even when the contemporary painting Shengqing Yuan Daojun paints, he must concentrate and calm down and sway freely to the extreme, so that such a situation may occur. But looking at Feng Qingyao's relaxed appearance, it is obvious that there is still room for energy.

What does this mean? It shows that Feng Qingyao's painting skills are still above Qingyuan Daojun. If you say this, you will definitely scare a group of people to death, and laugh to death a group of people.

"It's no wonder that the husband wants to paint when no one is around, if such news spreads, it will definitely shock the world, and he can become famous all over the world overnight. However, this is inconsistent with the husband's willingness to hide himself in a low-key manner. ”

Feng Qingyao just felt that it was still early, the sky was not completely bright, and he had nothing to do to draw a picture of the Three Kingdoms killing characters, but in Ji Yanran's heart, it became the reason why Feng Qingyao didn't want others to know his talent.

However, in this way, Ji Yanran was not very worried about Feng Qingyao going to study in Yulan Academy, and decided that Feng Qingyao still had talents that he didn't know, or that Feng Qingyao had such talents, and the corresponding bearing was not comparable to ordinary people. Even if those so-called talents in Yulan Academy are ridiculed, Feng Qingyao will definitely not take it to heart.

In fact, Feng Qingyao himself was a little surprised, he didn't expect that there would be a wonderful brush when he painted. This had never happened to him before, not even yesterday.

But yesterday's epiphany of "Daozang Thunder Scroll" not only improved his understanding of thunder, but also enhanced his cultivation. Some other things have also increased a little, but Feng Qingyao doesn't know it.

Everything is beyond the scope of the Tao, although the focus of "Thunder Scroll" is on thunder, but under the bypass, Feng Qingyao's understanding of other things has been improved, although it is definitely not as good as the perception of thunder. The so-called one-law is the principle of ten thousand laws.

Seeing Ji Yanran coming in, Feng Qingyao was not in a hurry, and only after drawing the card in front of him did he put away the pen and ink and said to Ji Yanran with a smile: "Madam is back?

Ji Yanran bowed slightly and said, "Thank you husband for your concern, the concubine is resting well." ”

Without waiting for Feng Qingyao to speak, Ji Yanran continued: "Husband, don't worry, when you are painting, you will not say anything about the biochemical things of the concubine." Since the husband decided to hide his ability, the concubine will naturally help the husband hide it. ”

Ji Yanran's words made Feng Qingyao a little strange.

"Why did Qiu Xiang say that I was hiding my strength and would help me hide it, why did Ji Yanran say the same? I didn't think about deliberately hiding my strength, it's just that no one saw it because of the environment. I don't need to deliberately hide my strength, and I certainly don't need to deliberately prove anything to others.

I am who I am, I will not change because of others, and living an ordinary life comfortably is the most important thing. ”

Although it was strange in his heart, Feng Qingyao did not say it directly. Since Ji Yanran thinks so, let Ji Yanran continue to think like this, and there is no need to explain anything. He smiled and didn't say anything.

Feng Qingyao just smiled lightly and didn't speak, but Ji Yanran felt that she had guessed Feng Qingyao's thoughts, Feng Qingyao's smile was to express her gratitude to herself, and she was very happy in her heart.

"Uncle, Miss, today is Obon, and the temple fair of Daxiang Temple is about to start. Miss, didn't you say you were going to see the temple fair? If you don't leave, you won't be able to squeeze in. ”

Qiu Xiang's voice sounded at the door with a hint of anxiety and excitement.

Feng Qingyao said with a smile: "Madam, let's go see the temple fair." Didn't you say that the wish of one of the nine Buddhist monks would appear at the temple fair, and the altar would be opened to preach the scriptures and transcend the dead? ”

Ji Yanran rushed over early in the morning, the purpose was to go out to see the temple fair in advance, just now I just saw Feng Qingyao's wonderful brushwork when he was painting, so he was stunned for a while. Now Qiu Xiang naturally couldn't help it when she mentioned it, and said, "Husband, shall we leave now?"

Feng Qingyao naturally won't regret what he promised a long time ago, and Feng Qingyao's mood today is also very good, and he said with a smile: "I have promised a long time ago, Mrs. is naturally going to go, let's go." ”

After saying that, let Qiu Xiang come in and clean up the cards on the table, and then the three of them walked towards the Daxiang Temple in the west of the city.

"It's a really lively day. ”

As soon as I went out, I found that there were a lot more people on the street today than usual, whether it was men, women, young or poor, rich or poor, they all walked happily in the direction of Xicheng. There are many ordinary people, and there are many scholars with long robes and big sleeves, obviously going to the wonderful wish of one of the nine monks.

"Yes, Obon is one of the most important festivals in Buddhism after the Buddha's birthday. Every year during the Obon Festival, there will be various celebrations in Buddhism, and this year, there are also wonderful wishes for the small monks to open the altar to preach the Dharma to surpass the dead, and more people will go. ”

Qiu Xiang looked at the flow of people around her with great interest, and took the time to say to Feng Qingyao.

The closer you get to the Xicheng Daxiang Temple, the more people will flow, although it is not as crowded as when you saw the Nanban monsters that day, but the lively Cheng dù is far more than that.

There are countless fortune tellers, monkey performers, and all kinds of snacks on their shoulders.

When I came to the gate of Daxiang Temple, although there were more people, the order was better. Many small novices wearing monk's robes walked through the crowd to maintain order.

Along the way, Feng Qingyao received a lot of strange looks, Feng Qingyao was wearing a light cyan Confucian robe as usual today, and a light cyan hairscarf on his head was pulled up in a bun, and the outstanding bearing that inadvertently exuded made everyone unconsciously look at Feng Qingyao's body. Some big girls and little daughters-in-law even peeked at Feng Qingyao with a blushing face.

However, when they saw Ji Yanran and Qiu Xiang who were following Feng Qingyao, they couldn't help but hide their mouths and snicker.

A young man of extraordinary stature, on the right is a fat woman who is thicker than three normal adult men, followed by a maid who is three points stronger than an adult strong man.

Such a combination will make people feel funny no matter how you look at it.

Ji Yanran could naturally feel the strange eyes coming from her surroundings, and she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in her heart, and the excitement that she had originally generated because she came out to watch the temple fair with Feng Qingyao also dissipated a lot.

Feeling the subtle change in Ji Yanran's feelings around her, Feng Qingyao gently held Ji Yanran's hand and smiled faintly at Ji Yanran, Ji Yanran's face was slightly red, and her originally gloomy mind suddenly returned to normal.

It doesn't matter what others think of you, as long as your husband doesn't dislike you, why should you care about other people's eyes?