It is a woman's nature to love beauty.

Growing old is inevitable in life.

Zhang Qin sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, although she didn't want to admit it, her young face was no longer there.

She has almost forgotten how she looked when she was young, and if she gets old one day, will she still remember her current look?

In this way, she had a contest drawn of her as she was at this time, and a big prize money was prepared.

The announcement was posted, and the artists signed up one after another.

......

The painter set up a stall on the side of the road to paint, and several waves of guests came, but they were not satisfied with the painter's painting and left angrily.

Shuai Guo stood aside, and he didn't shout, because his voice was hoarse. In my heart, I was very skeptical of the artist's painting skills.

Difference in profession makes one feel worlds apart.

Although, he didn't understand painting, he only thought that the painter painted well, so why did the guest come, he left angrily. Shuai Guo didn't figure it out, maybe his appreciation level was too low, and he hadn't seen a good painting.

The painter was also tired and stopped painting.

"Alas......" he sighed, listless.

"Forget it, let's close the stall. ”

The painter put down the brush, rolled up the drawing paper, put the things away, and the handsome pot followed behind, and returned to the inn together.

Both of them, both of them were very lost.

After a night's rest, at noon on the second day, the painter and Shuai Guo came to the competition venue.

Zhang Qin sat on the high platform.

There are tables under the stage, on which are pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Zhang Qin, as the city lord of the right city district.

She always felt that her face was about to fade, so she hoped that all the painters in the city would come and paint her portraits, choose the most beautiful one among them, and frame it and hang it in the hall.

The painters received the number plate and entered the competition venue, and Shuai Guo Daole cheered and went to the audience.

Next to the audience, there is a table with some food, such as fruits, melon seeds, etc.

Shuai Guo sat next to him, eating fruit.

"You are poor, and you actually fined me fifty taels. ”

Just because he broke into the right city and was fined fifty taels, he still has resentment in his heart.

He wants to eat the cost back, but he can't eat it back.

However, if you eat more, you will lose less.

With the sound of a gong, the race begins.

After saying a few words, Zhang Qin walked down from the high platform and walked around the competition venue, allowing the painters to observe her face, posture, expression, etc.

Draw her at her best.

The painter also fought hard for the bonus. When I was on the field before, some attendants said that after the gong was struck, they were not allowed to leave their seats to observe.

Before Zhang Qin walked past him.

A small insect flew into the painter's eyes, he rubbed his eyes, and after kneading it, Zhang Qin had already left in front of him.

Zhang Qin said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"I, I want to look closer. ”

"Presumptuous. Zhang Qin shouted.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the painter hurriedly explained, "You are so beautiful, I want to paint your most beautiful appearance, but I was stunned for a moment and didn't see it clearly." ”

Women like to hear people say that they are beautiful, even when she is middle-aged. Seeing that Zhang Qin didn't pursue it again, the painter breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that she would drive herself out and disqualify herself.

After Zhang Qin left, the painter began to use his pen and sketch on the drawing paper.

An hour later.

Only the sound of a gong was heard, and the painters put down their pens and walked up to the high platform one by one to show Zhang Qin their works.

Zhang Qin, as the only assessor, kept shaking her head, one after another, and none of them she was satisfied with.

Waiting for the painter to go up to the high platform.

Zhang Qin saw a fairy, in the clouds and mist, walking towards the world.

"Is this me?" Zhang Qin said excitedly, she couldn't believe it.

The painter smiled, "Madam, this is you." Like a fairy descending to earth. ”

Yesterday, the painter thought about it for a long time before he figured it out. The reason why those people are not satisfied with their drawings is because they are too realistic.

You want to paint what they want to see, not what they really are.

Zhang Qin listened to this answer, was in a good mood, and did not watch the follow-up works, and invited him to the city lord's mansion in the evening.

Hu Yang was unhappy when he heard this, only since Zhang Qin separated from him, he has been paying attention to Zhang Qin's movements, and she has never invited other men into the house.

But today, the painter was invited to dinner at the house.

What does this mean?

The painter was happy to receive the order.

received the silver ticket and kicked it in his arms, Shuai Guo hurriedly followed, stretched out his hand and said, "Silver ticket, you got it." ”

"Nope. ”

"You opened your eyes and said nonsense, I saw that you received it, don't you want to share my silver, but I said it before, five or five points. ”

The painter said, "Did you help?"

"I cheer for you and applaud you, saddle your horse and ...... for you"

The painter couldn't see that he was deceived, so he stretched out his hand into his arms and rubbed for a long time before he took out a silver ticket and gave it to Shuai Guo.

Shuai Guo said, "It's just one hundred taels." ”

And he gave him two hundred denarii. ”

"Really?" The distance was too far, and Shuai Guo didn't see how much silver he was rewarded.

Back at the inn, rested for a while, and in the evening. The painter, the handsome pot, the little monk, and the roaring dog came to the city lord's mansion.

Castle Lord's Mansion.

Separated from the middle, the left side is inhabited by Populus euphratica and the right side is inhabited by Zhang Qin.

A bunch of walls were also built, separated from them.

Hu Yang sat in the room, listening to the report from the next person, the painter and his party came, and the lady was receiving.

He leaned against the wall and eavesdropped.

But I didn't hear anything, and after an hour, I saw that the group had not yet come out.

Hu Yang was impatient, so he climbed over the wall and came in, and when he arrived in the hall, he saw a group of people sitting on the table, making fists.

"Drink, we're drinking. ”

"I'm not drunk. ”

......

As soon as Shuai Guo entered the City Lord's Mansion, he arrived in the living room and saw that the table was full of various delicacies.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, boiled salted duck, sauced chicken......

Plus a few altars of fifty-year-old flower carvings.

Shuai Guo is not good at drinking, but when this Huadiao drinks, it feels expensive.

That's it, eat and drink for an hour.

"Whoever let you in, this is my territory. Zhang Qin saw Hu Yang hurriedly walking in, and said with a displeased face.

"Jean?"

"Don't call me that, my lord. ”

"At that time, it was me who was not good, and I shouldn't have said something like that to make you angry. Just spare me. ”

The painter was already lying on the table, the Howling Dog had also drunk and fainted under the table, and the little monk had also taken a few sips of wine and was drunk. Shuai Guo was dizzy, saw someone come in, picked up the wine glass, stumbled to the side of Hu Yang, and handed the wine glass, "Let's drink one, I'll do it first as a respect." "After that, a glass is dry to the end.

Populus ignored him.

Vomit......

Shuai Guo only felt sick to his stomach in his stomach, and vomited out what he ate at once, and all of it was spit on Populus euphratica.

Zhang Qin looked at it and laughed.

Since the separation, for so long, he has not apologized to himself and admitted his mistakes.

Who knows, he's here tonight.

She was a little happy in her heart, but her face was cold.

"You ......" Hu Yang saw that he was spitting out. It's not good to quarrel with a drunkard, so I held back my breath.

"Madame, I was wrong. ”

"Let's get along. ”

Zhang Qin said, "Then if I beat you, are you still hiding?"

Hu Yang's face changed, "Don't hide." ”

Zhang Qin stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped over. Hu Yang closed his eyes and didn't hide, but he didn't see the slap on his face for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his hands stopped in front of his face.

"I'm also at fault. During this time, Zhang Qin was also reflecting on her own mistakes.

"I shouldn't have beaten you, I shouldn't have lost face to you. ”

The two hugged each other tightly.