"Then the master is looking forward to that big literary meeting, you grind it for me, I'll think about what to draw?" Bao Xiaoxing looked at the blank drawing paper on the desktop and was stunned.

"The painting in the home hall should also be in the scene, it is the theme of home! What else can I think about. It is nothing more than a garden full of spring grains and warehouses, and a full house of peach blossoms. Wang Ming shook his head and said.

"Correct solution!" Bao Xiaoxing responded, and he was about to start writing.

Not only should there be a poem in the painting, but also a couplet under the title, which is a complicated process.

"There it is!" Bao Xiaoxing's eyes lit up.

Four words were written on the inscription: full of children and grandchildren

Wang Ming's eyes lit up when he saw it, and the coercion and domineering writing of these four characters was like a swimming dragon! When he saw this handwriting, he must have put a lot of effort into it, and more importantly, he liked these four words very much, what was lacking in the entire Taoyuan Village? There was nothing missing, what was lacking was children and grandchildren.

After nearly a thousand years of development, even in Taoyuan Village, it is good to have more than 1,000 people from the old villagers who started to live in Taoyuan Village.

Have you ever thought that in the mortal world, how can a family with a surname need hundreds of thousands of people to develop for a thousand years, how prosperous it is.

At this time, Bao Xiaoxing began to paint, he was engrossed in lifting the brush, and his consciousness was all devoted to the blank drawing paper, and laughter appeared in front of him.

He saw two old men on crutches, sitting under the old jujube tree in the courtyard with red faces! There were more than a dozen children in the courtyard, both men and women! Two dolls were holding the old man's gray and sparse beard, and some dolls were lying in the arms of the old woman.

And in the courtyard there are several women weaving cloth and soles of shoes! And in the far part of the courtyard, several men are working in the fields, some are holding oxen, some are holding ploughs, some are carrying water, and some are digging lumps of soil in the field.

With the formation of the picture, it also jumped on the paper! A picture of the children and grandchildren was also completed in one go, and the characters in it were vivid.

"It's really an idyllic spring, a happy home. There are children, women, men, farmers and weavers, and I can't help but live this ordinary and happy life. Wang Ming sighed very much! His face was full of envy, and his eyes were filled with mist, and he was moved by this farmhouse painting.

"Spring goes to autumn and comes for a year, and men and women weave candles. In the pastoral spring jujube incense, the children and grandchildren are full of blessings. Bao Xiaoxing was moved, and a poem jumped on the paper, expressing the happiness of yearning.

"Okay!" Wang Ming couldn't help but applaud loudly, and then cried in a low voice.

"Lao Wang, why is this so!?" Bao Xiaoxing was stunned.

"Hey, the young sect master doesn't know, he has been cultivating for nearly three hundred years since the old man! Although he has a long life, he is also lonely and sleepless. The old man wants to be like the old man in the painting, surrounded by children and grandchildren, the father is kind and the son is filial, and the mother loves the family.

How about the young sect master's painting given to the old man? The old man removed the painting in the hall and asked my children and grandchildren to come and pay their respects. Lao Wang sighed with emotion, and his body trembled when he looked at this picture of his descendants.

The artistic conception of these words is high, and the wonder of painting is simply the pinnacle of work! And at the same time, he had to admire the talent of the young sect master, such paintings were hard to find.

"I can't give it to you!" Bao Xiaoxing flatly refused.

"Why!?" Wang Ming said with a glaring eye!

"This painting is my master's debut, and I got it by chance! It is very precious to me, if I have another painting, I can't paint it. Bao Xiaoxing sighed.

He's telling the truth! Inspiration is hard to come by, and although I can paint another one, it must not be as good as this first painting. It was even more because of this painting that he unconsciously made his realm climb again, from the early stage of the Guiyuan realm to the middle realm.

"Son, the village chief is kind to our family, if he wants it, give it to him, it's a big deal that you can draw another one, and it won't take long to see it." Bao Zhang heard the movement and walked out, holding two plates of vegetables in his hand and walking towards the hall.

"The village chief has time, come and have a drink. Bao Zhang continued.

"Look, Young Sect Master, your mother just said, why don't you give it to me quickly!?" Wang Ming poked his hands and said excitedly. This is extraordinary, the people in the painting are full of charm, and it must be very heavy! The master does not say it, I am afraid that I will not be able to pick it up.

If he could grab it, he would have received his Purple Mansion a long time ago.

"Mother, you can't give it, you can draw it. Bao Xiaoxing said reluctantly, and snorted at Wang Ming, "You old boy knows how to make a profit, how can I not know your shamelessness." ’

"Mother doesn't understand! No, you can draw another painting for the village chief, your father and your brother will come back in half an hour, see how fast my son paints, just paint another one, and the family needs three paintings?

The village chief is reluctant to take a fancy to you. Bao Zhang persuaded.

As soon as Bao Zhang said this, Wang Ming rolled his eyes! 'Can you compare this painting with another painting?'

"Oh, do you want to do it or not, although you can't catch up with this painting, but you also have seven or eight points of charm. Master, I can tell you, this descendant is full of pictures, if you want me to draw one more, there will only be these four in the heavens and worlds in the future. Bao Xiaoxing said with a smile.

"Yes, how not. Even if it is four paintings, it is precious, and the old man will not take it in vain! But the young sect master must ensure that there are only four descendants in this life. Wang Mingyi gritted his teeth and said.

This painting is the pinnacle painting that Wang Ming has ever seen in his life, and it is worth ten thousand dollars for a painting! It is even far more than that, but he is poor, and he only has so much money to spare.

"I don't have much interest in painting, master, I don't have much interest in painting, bring the drawing paper!" Bao Xiaoxing said, put the picture of his children and grandchildren into the Purple Mansion, and lifted the brush again, and at this moment his spirit was concentrated again.

Wang Ming excitedly laid out the drawing paper on the table of the Eight Immortals, and Bao Xiaoxing began to start writing! By the time the three paintings were finished, it was ten o'clock in the afternoon, and half an hour had already passed.

At this time, Bao Xiaoxing's face was slightly tired, and after putting down the brush, he sighed: "Lao Wang! ”

Lao Wang used a spell to float the last painting in the air to dry the ink, and put the second painting into the Purple Mansion with a satisfied face: "Young Sect Master doesn't know, the painting you painted is not a mortal painting, but uses the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to inject essence and spirit.

This is a stroke of God! This is a fairy painting, and it is like being in the scene! It is full of fairy rhyme.

Don't you smell the fragrance of the whole courtyard? This is a blessing of blessing, and it is a work of heavenly beauty.

This is the luck of heaven and earth, whoever gets this painting will definitely have more children and grandchildren. ”

"And such a thing!?" Bao Xiaoxing said in disbelief, closed his eyes and sensed it, just as Wang Ming said, the courtyard was full of incense, and the vitality of heaven and earth was a little stronger, and this aroma immediately made him refreshed, regained his spirit, and his face was also ruddy, and he swept away the fatigue.

It seems that I am blessed with a picture, and I can be so loving when I draw a picture. Bao Xiaoxing sighed with emotion, secretly regretting it! This is really cheap for this old king.

"Village Chief, why are you here?" Bao Laogen stepped into the courtyard with a hoe on his shoulder, and saw Wang Minghou's face respectful.

Behind Wang Laogen followed Bao Xiaoxing's third and fourth brothers, and both of them looked at Bao Xiaoxing, their brows furrowed, and they said in their hearts: "Who is this black face? Why was it led to my house by the village chief!?"

"Yo! Brother Bao is back. Wang Ming smiled and arched his hand.

"Oh, village chief, you take good care of my family, why do you still ask the painter to come to the painting hall in person? Bao Laogen said with sincere fear.