"Bell, bell, bell—"

An elaborate carriage came from the official road, and the speed was extremely fast. The bells under the necks of the four white horses are dangled at various angles so that they can be heard from afar.

The black lacquered wood is decorated with raised silver carvings, and the tassels under the lid swing rhythmically back and forth. The driver does not need to wave a whip and skillfully calls forward. The carriage is very long, and multiple wheels in the front and rear take turns to roll over the bluestone road of the official road, and the wheels are busy.

The morning sun shone low from the horizon, rimming the dark carriage with a light gold edge.

The window behind the right side of the carriage reflects a pair of beautiful eyes.

The young man slowly put down the towel in his hand, looked at the clean plate on the table with satisfaction, and beckoned to remove the cutlery. His eyes swept over the other people in the carriage, and then wandered out the window.

The carriage can accommodate a large number of people, but it will not be full in the morning. The sparse passengers were in their seats, and the tables were filled with breakfast that was not easy to spill. The car is quiet, only the crisp sound of cups and plates clattering, and if you make a loud noise during breakfast, you will be disliked by the people who come to the car.

Babbling.

Some people will read the Shanshui Mansion newspaper before or after the meal, and talk softly about the current affairs in the newspaper. In the narrow aisle, there are small servants standing quietly, waiting to be called.

The scenery beside the road broke in and crossed quickly.

The bell rang away.

The carriage traveled all the way, and it was already morning when I could see the city walls in the distance. The carriage slowed down slightly, but it didn't slow down either. There were already many pedestrians on the road, and when they heard the bell under the white horse's neck in the distance, they gave way to the road.

The rules of the Great Lu country, people give way to cars, cars give way to horses, miscellaneous people give way to plains, and black gives way to white, which has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The bell of the white horse bus has been specially treated, and the sound is unique and easy to recognize, and it is a bus ride with four horses and four bells, and the common people are even more unprovoked.

At the city gate, the carriage driver lit up the family crest on the carriage in advance. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate waved their hands skillfully and drove straight into the city.

Linzi City is located in the northern region of the Great Lu Kingdom, surrounded by low mountains on three sides, and is a rather prosperous small city in Yan County, the Great Lu Kingdom.

Unlike most cities in the north, although Linzi is in the northern region, it has a surprising number of springs and rivers, probably because of the mountain springs in the southern Yimu Mountain Range, which converge into the abundant underground water veins. In addition, Da Lu has produced a saint who has educated the world, and there are many scholars, known as "digging three feet of spring spring, raising three feet of books".

Zishui flows through the city, surrounded by rivers in the city, and connected by springs. There is also the previous dynasty spent a lot of manpower and material resources to dig through the north and south of the canal is not far outside the city, the two rivers meet, the south to the north and the merchants gather and scatter here, forming a unique style of Linzi.

The Hakuba bus travels through the city and drops off the passengers one by one according to the pre-agreed positions. When the car stopped in front of an inn, the young man stepped out of the car carrying a large suitcase.

There was already a little guy in the inn who came forward to pick up the box, but was stopped by the young man's slanted eyes, and asked the little guy to lead the way and walk into the inn.

The streets are full of people.

In the distance, there were several rich girls fighting, saying something to each other, laughing, and before leaving, a few people stopped and peeked over here.

Young people are so good-looking.

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Five days later, the Feng family mansion in the northern city.

There is an exhibition of paintings in the empty hall, and the walls around it are hung with works by famous artists. There is a small servant holding a handcase and a wine cup for visitors to take.

Visitors come in twos and threes, wandering from one work to another.

A very large work that occupies almost the entire wall. In the background of the dark tone, more than 20 officers and soldiers stood in a staggered manner.

There are several beams of morning light slanting down from the upper left corner of the picture, and the two people dressed as generals in the middle are particularly prominent. Behind her, a good-looking woman was pushed by the soldiers, and she was also very moving by the morning light.

More than ten feet before the painting is a head. The young man who had already taken a good look at Linzi City in the past few days stood in front of the painting, holding a wine glass and crooking his neck. He frowned, as if he saw something terrible.

Footsteps approached behind him.

"It's the night patrol of Mr. Lun Mingqian of the former dynasty. ”

A tall-crowned old man paced to the young man's side, his hands clasped in his sleeves, and he also looked up at the painting on the wall.

The young man said, "It's funny, why do I look like it's daytime?"

The old man was still looking at the painting, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened significantly. At that time, the Lun family was already quite famous, and they painted a group portrait of the soldiers who defended the city in Taocheng. The officers and soldiers each contributed a hundred pieces of five beast money, and they all felt that they had to stand on the same footing with others as a matter of course. However, according to the requirements and tastes of the officers and soldiers, the Lun family painted the officers and soldiers guarding the city in luxurious banquets or hunting outside the city, so that everyone looked proud and brave. They did not juxtapose this group of city servants, and painted them only as portraits. Lun and everyone carefully thought about the picture, trying to make it as visible and arranged as possible for everyone, and at the same time, it also made the city gate generals and generals in the middle extremely prominent. ”

The old man turned his head to look at the young man, "It's just that what happened later was not as good as it could be." Do you know about it?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders, "The late season is not guaranteed, and the poverty is destitute." ”

"Do you know why?"

The young man took two steps forward and looked up at the two people who were particularly conspicuous in the center of the picture, "I've received the money." The official positions of the generals and the generals are a little bigger, but everyone can't show their majesty if they have the same amount of ink, so they privately asked everyone to paint themselves more powerfully. More than 100 years ago, it was not popular to stand in staggered positions, and looking for painters to create group portraits was just to spend money to leave a look, and a row of people did their own things, and no one stood out. After receiving the money, everyone did things seriously, and painted the two generals with great spirit. As a result, as soon as the drawing came out, the other ordinary soldiers did not do it. Later, the matter of collecting money privately was exposed by a nephew of the city lord's wife in the team, which broke the rules, and no one looked for him to make a statue since then. ”

The old man spoke slowly, "The specific truth is no longer verifiable. There is a saying that Lun and everyone did not collect money, but they were a little unconventional, and deliberately placed the two in the center of the picture in order to experiment with new layouts and light and shadow skills, which aroused the anger of the crowd, and the son and nephew of the city lord's wife were purely framed. What's more, all he does is study his skills. ”

The old man's eyes fell on the picture of a handsome woman who was pushed to the ground by the sergeant, and her light-colored clothes and fair face were more prominent under Lun Mingqian's unique lighting method.

The old man leaned sideways and motioned for the young man to follow.

The young man put away his scattered state, beckoned the little man to withdraw the empty cup, and walked slowly with the old man in a staggered position.

The high-crowned old man walked with small and steady steps, "Some people also say that it is because he studies portrait human bodies more on weekdays and was victimized by the Moon Sect." Either way, rules are rules, sometimes doing the right thing, but too much beyond the pace around you, right is crazy. ”

The young man looked left and right at the paintings on both sides, and his lips were not affected," said the old gentleman. ”

On a wall in the distance, several guests gathered in front of a work to discuss frequently. On the blank canvas, a few knife marks are cut horizontally and vertically.

The young man glanced in that direction, and silently made a "spit" mouth shape behind the old man's back.

The two turned a corner, and the young man had already walked over, and was pulled back by his own head. The painting on this wall is more quaint, with two ancestors in dark Wu costumes standing under a tree, holding wooden thorns in their hands. There was a half-naked corpse hanging upside down in the tree, blood running down the chest and abdomen.

The old man was led by the young man to a halt, followed his eyes to the picture, and frowned slightly.

"In my opinion, there are two kinds of rules, the early rules and the later rules. The early rules were used to protect people, and the later rules were meant to be broken. The young man made a farewell ceremony, and the peiyu and incense cage around his waist collided with a nice sound.

"Also, the painting of the Lun family just now was originally called the Taocheng Guard's Patrol Map, and it was painted during the day. Now that it looks so dark, it's been too long, and the drawing paper has been smoked. ”

The old man squinted, obviously knowing it for a long time. Wave his hand to let him go.

The young man turned and disappeared into the depths of the crowd.

This old man is inexplicable, and he can't see through it, so he still has to stay away.

The old man looked in the direction he was leaving, his hand tucked into his sleeve.

In the Feng family's mansion, Mr. Feng had just sent off a group of familiar guests and went back to the room for a little rest. He doesn't usually stay here, the mansion is only open for use when there are public events, and only he can enter the inner house.

Mr. Feng's proudest thing in his life is that this private mansion specially used to undertake Fengyue Yahao, he himself has a large collection, and can accept the paintings of other players, so that he can prepare such a momentum, and the exhibits can be traced back to more than 600 years, covering three continents and sixteen countries.

He held the moon cup he carried with him and nestled his body into the circle chair. This cup is an old thing of the two dynasties, and according to legend, it is the favorite thing of She Guifei who was very glamorous for a while. Several peony cats depicted on the cup can change their postures with the change of weather in a place, and the tea will not be cold for a long time after brewing.

When Mr. Feng lowered his head to drink tea, he saw a beautiful face reflected, and he was staring curiously at the cat on the cup.

The old man was startled, and his first reaction was that the children of the accompanying family accidentally entered the back house, and he had to punish the servants who guarded the door. What's more, if a young man looks so handsome, dressed luxuriously, and smiles, he is probably not a bad person.

He also stared at his proud carry-on Yuekou cup, a good posterity, and knew the goods.

The old gentleman straightened his spine and asked carefully, "Whose son are you, and how did you get here?"

The young man sat on the bookcase by the window, his legs dangling from the edge of the table, watching the old man who had entered the room to fill the tea with water and did not find himself. It took a long time for him to come in as planned, and his patience was about to wear out. It's easy to get a little inspiration, but you always have to waste your own time.

But when I saw the furnishings in the owner's house, I still wanted to talk to this particular person.

Old Mr. Feng suddenly turned his head and ran, shouting, "There are assassins!"

The young man's originally smiling face froze and became wonderful and serious.

He jumped down from the table, picked up an eight-sided porcelain pen holder, and began to curse as he stepped forward: "You are the Assassin!

"Labor is the killer. ”