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Half a moment later, her mother, Liu Yue, brought a picture at her fingertips and skillfully used the light of the set to place it in front of her, easily overturning her remarks, leaving this sharp-tongued groaning and speechless.

If it's the right person, it's a mechanism, not a paper...... What if Lin Qian takes every step of the way? What if Lin Qian is careful and cautious? Cold sweat is dripping, not only sighing at Liuyue's attainments, but also worrying about each other's prospects, yes, he and Yin'er Shicai are just passing through a maze, but Lin Qian knows that the reason why it is "just a maze" is because he can only see that it is a maze at present!

Liu Yue, the strength of this woman lies in the fact that you know that this is not just a labyrinth, but you can't guess the deeper intention of her planning. Lin Qian is still like this, not to mention that the careless person runs into it and doesn't know that there is a labyrinth here......

"Lingyun pen, the payment is like this, it should be your mother. Lin Qian can only steer the topic away, and he doesn't want Yin'er to be nervous.

"Well, it turns out that this is my mother's pen name......" Yin'er really took it to heart and pondered with interest.

Lifting this shocking painting, I learned about this corner of the glacier. After that, there was a closed cave, Lin Qian and Yin'er went all the way, and the walls on both sides were full of paintings, dizzying, breathtaking.

"It's supposed to be a 'painted wall'. It turns out that my mother is a great painter!" Yin'er looked at the inscriptions of these paintings, without exception, they were all "Lingyun pens", the paintings were as their name suggested, and the brushwork was first-class. Initially, there are a few flowers, birds, insects and fish, quite a natural feeling, the spirit is leisurely, the charm is not good, after seeing a few depictions of thin bamboo, see the strength of the festival in the ruggedness, see the progress more than the flowers, birds, insects and fish, and then a few more steps on the wall to post the content is mostly mountains and rivers, the essence of skills, teach people as immersive. In particular, there is a picture of the tide of the Qiantang River, although it is a static painting, but it can show the sound and gas of "the sound drives thousands of horses in a hurry, and the air rolls thousands of mountains". Lin Qian suddenly felt that something was wrong: Lingyun Pen should not be Liu Yue, but Wanyan Yonglian.

Before he could speak, he heard Yin'er sigh: "No, this Lingyun pen is my father, not my mother." Lin Qian came back to his senses in a daze, and saw Yin'er pointing to the inscription and reading the era: "Dading is made in four years." Jin Dading is four years old, it is the second year of Song Longxing, and his mother is only five years old, no matter how prodigy she is, she can't paint such a good picture!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lin Qian nodded, the previous paintings have not been aged, but from the perspective of skills, they should be four years earlier than this Dading.

Strange to say, the previous paintings not only improved the realm of each stage, but also had many sheets in each stage, adding up to hundreds or thousands, crowded and complicated. However, in the days after the fourth year of Dading, with the great increase in attainment, the number of painting walls has decreased sharply. Lin Qian pinched his fingers and calculated, it should be at the age of the weak crown, and Yan Yonglian started his career.

"When my father was young, he should be a little prince who was proficient in Chinese, calligraphy and painting, full of economy and elegance. Yin'er turned her head to look at the long journey, and the aftertaste was endless.

"It is no wonder that the 'Shengjing Seven Cultivations' he later established were all first-class calligraphers, painters and medical scholars in the Jin Dynasty...... I thought he was a vassal, but now that I think about it, I'm ashamed. Lin Qian nodded and sighed.

"Wang Sun noble, there is no way, you have to learn. Yin'er laughed. As she said, Wanyan Yonglian is a prince after all, in addition to the ambition and predatory desire honed by the perennial conquest, he still has the atmosphere of royal blood and nobility after all, which is very different from the reckless Qian.

But in the walls of mountains and rivers, abruptly inserted into a different style, the technique is also blunt lady picture, especially like a naughty boy graffiti, the paper is also much worse than the Lingyun pen, of course, even the pen name, Qian Yin immediately understood, this must be Liu Yue's childhood, just to catch up with this Yan Yonglian's youth.

"Haha, did my mother start with a lady picture? Yin'er was more interested, so she couldn't wait to trot all the way, this period of precipitation of Yan Yonglian was obviously always fighting, and Liu Yue was transitioning from childhood to slim girlhood, and the level of painting was advancing by leaps and bounds, and the number was of course too numerous.

One minute on the stage, ten years of work off the stage, there is nothing wrong at all, the time to walk a few steps, Liu Yue doesn't know how much pen and ink it takes. When she was young, she should have experienced talented and beautiful women, free and easy, so in addition to the pictures of ladies, there are more mountains and rivers, and the lines are light and delicate, which can be distinguished from Wanyan Yonglian. And the mountains and rivers in it, mostly to the scenery of Xiaoxiang in Wuxia, the fishing boat sings at night, the smoke and clouds of Dongting, all into the meantime, the morning sun and the sunset, the weather is thousands. "Tai'an Yunlan, Dongting Liuyue", and said that for many years, it is precisely because of this that the two people in the south and the north of the world have met and sympathized with each other, thus guiding Yin'er to this path of life......

Hearing Lin Qian sigh about the two people who were called together, Yin'er's eyes turned red: "My mother painted so many Dongting Lake, but in the end, she drowned ......there" Lin Qian pressed her shoulder and comforted: "Maybe your mother is the fairy of Dongting Lake, she came to the world for a while, and finally went to the other place." Yin'er burst into tears and laughed: "It's really not so uncomfortable to be associated with gods and ghosts." ”

Turning his head, Liu Yue's paintings finally began to be signed, but the name was unexpected, called "A tired guest in the rivers and lakes".

Lin Qian once thought that Liu Yue was frivolous and disdainful by nature, so he would call up the "Lingyun pen", and later thought that Yan Yonglian would of course have a conceited youth, so he convinced himself that the Lingyun pen was finished - but even so, he didn't expect Liu Yue's name to be a tired guest.

"Tired of customers. The little girl is worried about the new words. Yin'er said with a smile, walked a long passage, and finally came to a relatively spacious area, where the paintings are all hung in the air for display, probably because of the large number of people, it is impossible to post them one by one and occupy the space.

"There are so many paintings, inspiration or interest, obviously from each other. Lin Qian came from the depression and saw the magnificence and enthusiasm of this place, and he was touched by a lot of feelings.

Around this lot, first a positive half circle and then a reverse half circle, the paintings of Lingyun pen and a tired guest are arranged at intervals, one after another, entangled, from the beginning to the end, both fighting and blending. Lin Qian could see that the two of them during this period were really like fish in water, and it was likely that they often grinded together and sang happily. This is the nineteenth year of Dading, that is, the sixth year of Chunxi in the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin Qian happened to be born, the most intense period of infighting in the Short Knife Valley, and it was also the first time that Yan Yonglian's first wife finally opened his heart after a few years of sealing the pen.

And Liu Yue, I don't know if she was trained to guide her fine works, her paintings here present a very surprising calmness, and have been retained and deepened, as people begin to hide secrets, the paintings gradually deepen. Painting a boat on the water, the artistic conception of "wild crossing without a boat on its own" comes out spontaneously, and the stream under the moon is painted, revealing a trace of Zen of "the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone flows upstream", which is intriguing.

Wanyan Yonglian's paintings also focus on realism, and most of them contain worldly love and hatred, birth, old age, sickness and death, or the suffering of recruiting people and the displacement of the people. The longest painting in the period, with beacon fire, sword light, defeated horses, horns, black kites, dead branches, dead corpses, wreckage, and the lonely back of a general at the end of the picture. Qian was shocked, looking at this picture as if looking at his own mentality, Wanyan Yonglian did not go to the east and west for any utilitarian purposes, he did not bury his conscience after plundering and attacking again and again, he knew that his hands were stained with blood and knew that the result of ending the war was still a river of blood and homeless......

Lin Qian sighed heavily, the Short Knife Valley and the Anti-Gold Alliance all completely thought about Yan Yonglian, and his starting point should actually be to save the world from peril.

"Hmm, sigh what?" asked Yin'er.

"I didn't expect him to be so compassionate and compassionate to the people, worried about the country and the people. Lin Qian turned his head and stared at Yin'er, "No, I should have thought that he named you 'Twilight Smoke' to lament the suffering that the war brought to the people. ”

"War and the people, sometimes, you may really have to choose one or the other......" Yin'er lowered her head, this matter is difficult to complete.

"Not only the people. Lin Qian continued to move forward with Yin'er. Gradually, Liu Yue's paintings began to few, and Yan Yonglian's style became a little brighter. It can be seen from the chronology of Liu Yue and Wanyan Yonglian's paintings that the two of them sometimes use the Song era name and sometimes the Jin year name, which is irrelevant at all, and obviously does not distinguish between Hu and Han. This kind of realm may not be reached by anyone today, Lin Qian secretly admires.

"Huh, Chunxi for eight years, why didn't my mother paint at that time? Admit defeat to my father?" Yin'er was still unfinished, Lin Qian smiled and said nothing.

"Hmph, you know, and you don't tell me. Yin'er pursed her lips.

During that time, she rarely painted, and she should have focused on giving birth to a small life. Lin Qian smiled at Yin'er, a little pity.

"......" Yin'er suddenly remembered that she was born that year...... couldn't help laughing, Lin Qian actually used a little life to describe her.

At that time, I was really happy, I was exposed to this mood, and I couldn't have grown up to be a generation of talented women...... But I'm happy now...... Now that I'm so old, I really want to give birth to a little life for the man in front of me...... "When she was twenty-three years old, she had already given birth to me. I have to work harder so that I can't fall behind her. Yin'er continued to test Lin Qian.

After reading about half of the painting, Lin Qian led her to the next passage, causing her to lose her ground and not answer her. She didn't know if he didn't understand or pretended not to understand, and it was not easy to repeat it at will and appear so deliberate, so her heart kept going around and around. When he was entangled, he suddenly heard Lin Qian say: "It's strange." ”

Yin'er followed the prestige, and the passage was still painted on both sides, but after the autumn of the eighth year of Chunxi, a painting of Liu Yue's masterpiece was left, and there was no work after Wanyan Yonglian. Lin Qianqi's is not these, but there seem to be miles behind this long passage, and there are still many blank pieces of paper hanging on both sides, as if waiting to be written.

"This road, it turns out that they also hope to go ...... end" Yin'er burst into tears, her mother's sudden accident, obviously her father did not expect, a timeless love came to an abrupt end, the length of time turned out to be less than two years, father and mother, but through guò calligraphy and painting and God made friends with each other in the first half of their lives, and also coincidentally set the second half of their lives. That is, in the unbreakable soldiers between the Jin and Song dynasties, they continue to comfort each other with poetry and painting.

How...... When there are only two of them in this world who ignore the distinction between Jin and Song, then the two of them are wrong.

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It seems that it has only been half a quarter of work underground, and it has been up from evening to midnight. In order to arrest Lin Qian on the orders of the second prince, all the officers and soldiers of Huining Mansion from top to bottom lived like a year.

At night, the streets are brightly lit. Every team of Jin soldiers patrolling in the city, when they met, the leader said hello, said no news, and then passed by and continued to trot, and the entire Huining County was in chaos.

The person in charge of patrolling and searching is the charm and pipa, and at the first time Lin Qian was injured and left, the four city gates of the east, west, south and north have been blocked by the Qin Lion, Helian Huayue, Wan Yan Zhan, and Wan Yan Wang of the Twelve Yuan Gods, and it stands to reason that Lin Qian is still in the city, but he has been looking for nothing for a whole night.

"Lord Qiqi Helian/General Wanyan/General Qin, there is still no trace of the Lin bandits!" "This is impossible!" "The Twelve Yuan Gods all know that this is their best chance to catch Lin Qian!"

"There must be places you haven't searched. Qin Shi said coldly.

"Also, the mansion of the princess and Lord Chen...... The little ones don't dare to offend. ”

"Let's not talk about the princess's mansion first, the 'killing and interception' are all there. Chen Zhu's mansion...... The article is big. Helian Huayue pondered, "Go to Dongcheng, Beicheng, and Nancheng, and tell several other generals respectively, and follow me to search Chen Zhu's mansion!"

At the same time, Wan Yanwang also used his brains in the city tower: "Chen Zhu...... It is rumored that he has a personal relationship with Lin Qian. ”

Wan Yan looked at the two quietest places in the city and frowned.

Almost at the same time, the four twelve yuan gods arrived outside Chen Zhu's mansion together. In terms of status, the twelve yuan gods are actually equal to the top ten in Jinnan, but Chen Zhu belongs to his predecessors after all, and he is a popular person in front of Wanyan Yonglian, so he has to mobilize the public.

"General Chen Zhu, harboring a criminal is a capital crime! You have to weigh your head carefully!" When Wan Yanwang was rude and intimidating, Qin Shi stared at Chen Zhu expressionlessly as if he wanted to see him through, Helian Huayue seemed to smile and did not say a word, Wan Yanzhan's attitude was serious and obviously thoughtful: "General Chen, offended." ”

"I can't find it, what should I do?!" Chen Zhu sneered, pressing his sword to be majestic.

"If you can't find it, Wan Yan Wang will take the blame and kowtow to General Chen a hundred times!" The other three twelve yuan gods didn't have time to stop it, and let Wan Yan Wang say such a shameful punishment, and also brought the three of them with him.

"Okay, very good!" Chen Zhu laughed three times, thinking that it was impossible for anyone to find the mechanism in the garden, and if he forcibly stopped it, he would want to cover it up.

Sure enough, a group of people searched in General Chen's mansion for more than an hour, sweating profusely, and found nothing. The twelve yuan gods were worried about leaving, and they were honest and honest, and they really kowtowed to Chen Zhu.

"Enough, enough, just know your mistakes. Chen Zhu helped him up with a smile, but said with a smile in his heart: You grandson.

Everyone walked outside General Chen's mansion together, turned a corner, and happened to meet another team of soldiers and horses, but they did not belong to Chu Fengliu's lore, did not belong to the second prince's purple army, nor were they subordinates of the Twelve Yuan God, but Wanyan Yonglian's cronies, protecting the first master Ling Dajie.

"Why did General Ling come back, didn't he want to follow the prince's side?" the Twelve Yuan Gods hurriedly went up to salute and saluted, and Wan Yanwang asked.

"Oh, yes. The forbidden land of Huining Mansion was run into by General Chen's minions this morning, although it was just an accident, the prince still felt that it was inappropriate, so he ordered me to turn around and go to General Chen's mansion to thoroughly investigate another passage. Ling Dajie had a gentle temper and didn't have any arrogance, "If you have time, you can also go with me." ”

"There's really no time to do right now. Wan Yanwang touched the back of his head and said their current task. Wan Yan Zhan and Helian Huayue both faintly felt that these two things were a little related.

"Well, let's go. "Qin Shi still cares about Lin Qian.

"Wait, the forbidden land of Huining Mansion is the dry well where those who enter it will be punished according to the death penalty?" Wan Yan Zhan remembered that the well, located between Chen Zhu and Chu Fengliu's mansion, because of Wan Yan Yonglian's majesty, only one or two teams of purple furry troops were guarded, and no one dared to enter. However, it was Chen Zhu's mansion, and there was another channel to save it? Seeing Ling Dajie nodding, Wan Yan Zhan understood that Wan Yan Wang's head was knocked white.

"I'll go with you. Wan Yan Zhan said, Wan Yan Wang immediately followed his brother.

Qin Shi saw that Helian Huayue did not return to the General's Mansion with Brother Wanyan, and seemed to not want to go back to the city gate to guard, knowing that he must have a strategy, so he followed him side by side: "What, where is Lord Helian going?"

"Lin Qian will be under a dry well. Helian Huayue said. He saw that Yan Zhan had the same idea, so he agreed to go with Ling Dajie to find another passage, taking advantage of the fact that the passage was not forbidden to enter at the moment-but, it would take time to find it, so why bother?

"However, that is the forbidden land of Huining Mansion......" Qin Shi was stunned.

"Who saw me and Lord Qin walking into the forbidden land?" Helian Huayue smiled and looked at the group of cronies behind him, and shook his head again and again when asked. Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, and nodded solemnly: "Okay, let's go down together." ”

The top priority at the moment is to seize Lin Qian. Those one or two teams of purple furry troops guarding the dry well--of course, they couldn't allow anyone to go in for fear of being punished, but if a superior like Helian Huayue entered, they would not dare to talk nonsense, and it was also because they were afraid of being convicted, and they had offended both Helian Huayue and Yan Yonglian! Helian Huayue knew this too well, and it was not easy to deal with them?!

The most difficult thing to do is actually to let Qin Shi walk in together. Therefore, Helian Huayue's first sentence was, whoever saw me and Lord Qin walking into the forbidden land, and without saying anything, he let Qin Shi stand on the united front, and the two twelve-yuan gods would make the Purple Furry Army shut up faster. is a good Qin lion, in order to catch Lin Qian, he even ignored the prince's orders. \

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