"Don't stop, keep going. ”

Click!

Lu painter waved the firewood knife in his hand again.

Lord Zhixian raised his finger and shook it in the air, and looked at it carefully.

"Your hands don't look like they're paintings,

It doesn't even look like a reader. “

Lu didn't turn his head sideways, but just quickly swept the hand of the magistrate with his afterglow and asked.

"I don't understand what adults mean. “

"People who have been painting for many years, their fingers are often stained with pastel ink,

Most of these people have wrinkled fingertips and are old. ”

Debris continued to fly down, and although the wood did not crack, the shape of the wood changed.

You see

How much firewood did you chop in a day today,

These hands,

I can't take it.

Lu Painter's arm trembled slightly, and his palm was red.

"When I first started to crack wood, just like you,

Later, I split for a long time,

I found it to be the same as when we write with a pen.

It is wrist force. ”

made a random gesture of waving the pen, and the magistrate raised his wrist to show the painter Lu.

"Do you refine all the ore you mine yourself?"

Lu didn't make any movements, and the speed of the whole person wielding the firewood knife accelerated, as if he wanted to swing out the emotions in his heart. He nodded, silent

"I know that good painters match their own colors.

Sometimes before the ink cools down, the ink is already swayed.

Finger touching is not uncommon.

But you didn't hold a cup of tea. ”

The magistrate was very puzzled, as if he had too many questions in his heart.

"I wonder if you have anything else to say?"

The arm hugged the crook of the squatting leg, and after hearing the words of the painter Lu, the magistrate lazily raised a finger and pointed to the firewood in front of him.

Bang!

The sound of the metal striking came from the place where the wood and the wood knife met.

"Don't be suspicious of the peak, diligence begins at the feet.

The light and shade have been remembered, and the sun and the moon are wonderful.

This is what my grandfather told me.

Today I give it to you.

This kind of success that is piled up with light and sweat,

No one can steal it easily. ”

The candle flame in the room was beating, and two shadows, one high and one low, were reflected on the wall, and the sound in the room had just fallen, and the black shadow that had just been moving was like the sound that stopped abruptly, stopped moving, and then slowly fell down.

... ...

What everyone had just done in the hut was chopping wood, but they had all left the hut one after the other to bathe, and their robes and boots had been simply cleaned.

Back in the antechamber, the goateehead catcher kept an eye on them to prevent them from communicating.

leads to everyone believing that what they do is unique.

Those who have ghosts in their hearts will leak more horses than others,

Because in this world, gods and demons live in the heart,

For this "Lu painter",

Zhixian is the least understood, but it's okay,

He knew what it took to become an artist.

... ...

Guobei County, the county magistrate

Walking into the main hall of the house, the county magistrate took the towel in the bamboo basket in the maid's hand and wiped his hands.

The scholar has been waiting here for a long, long time, and it is almost time at this time, which makes people wait for the talent to come late. He felt a little dizzy, thinking that he had been hungry for a long time.

Waving his hand at the scholar, the magistrate walked directly to the right side of the main hall.

This is where the county magistrate runs errands at home and usually reads,

Stepping on a floor of pavement, a few steps forward, is a low wooden table,

Zhuo Hou had a chair and many pages on the table.

After emptying the books and papers on the table, the county magistrate put down a cushion to the left, walked back to the middle, and sat down cross-legged.

"Let's prepare the meal. ”

Flicking the big sleeves of his robe, the county magistrate gave an order to the old housekeeper who was waiting outside, and then closed his eyes, leaned on the backrest behind him, and raised his mind.

Seeing that the people outside the house were busy, the scholar lifted his placket, knelt down on the cushion on the left, opened his mouth, but closed it again.

"You want to ask me, is the matter settled?"

Zhixian's eyes didn't lift for a moment, and one hand was on the curved armrest, and he patted it lightly.

Nodding, the scholar waited curiously for the following.

"Why hasn't this Guobei County been peaceful since you came?"

The magistrate joked with a smile, still with his eyes closed.

The scholar grinned in embarrassment, and the mouth that he could usually speak and talk felt as if it was sealed with wax.

"The Assassin has a relationship with you,

Stealing paintings also has something to do with you. ”

"My lord, what does stealing paintings have to do with me? ”

Hearing this, the scholar couldn't help it, and immediately blurted out what he thought in his heart.

"The painting thief never thought that this painting would be hidden in the kang cave and would be taken away.

But if you don't have this firewood,

There is no way back from your murderous deeds,

According to the law, I may not be convicted of murder by you.

You say, do you have any connection to this painting theft?"

The scholar sat there sullenly, motionless, with his head bowed.

The magistrate doesn't have to look at it,

He knew that the scholar was not convinced,

As an official,

The county knows instinctively and is not used to it,

Those who break the law.

"My lord, the meal is ready. ”

The old butler's respectful voice came from not far away, and he was afraid that if he came in rashly, he would disturb the conversation between the two.

Zhixian opened his eyes and glanced at the scholar who was gnawing his fingers and didn't know what he was thinking.

Bend your fingers and tap the wooden handrail twice with your knuckles.

Footsteps and talking outside were all of a sudden.

"Now, after the story you just didn't finish,

Don't be so verbose.

Then I'll show you something. ”