Chapter 122: Picturesque Gifts

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The latter only paused slightly, cleared his throat, and continued: "Right now, if the 'Qin Party' falls, it will become a situation where the wall is falling and everyone is pushing, and the four major families can be described as ' The Tang family benefited from the countless protégés under the hands of the old man Tang, although most of them were not outstanding, but they could not stand the large number of disciples, and there were still a few protégés of the old man Tang who had a lot of power and power, so as long as the old man Tang did not have an accident for a day, the Tang family would be able to sit back and relax. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Jiang Yangsheng smiled, "But this time, as soon as Tang Gaoge, the son of the family, died, directly or indirectly disrupted the plan of the Son of Heaven, Old Man Tang may make some moves very irrationally." ”

"Don't worry about this, they are all old foxes who have been immersed in officialdom for decades, and there is still some measure of proportion. ”

Dongmen Chanyi said solemnly, although Tang Gaoge is a young descendant of the old master of the Tang family who is very optimistic, but this time the emperor gave his two brocade guards dressed in unicorn suits to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, and the meaning is very clear to the old man Tang.

Jiang Yangsheng frowned, although this old man of the Tang family is not a powerful minister above 10,000 people under one person in the capital, there are countless protégés who can be pulled up from under him, although most of these protégés are good and bad characters, but if they are not even, they will come out of one or two official hats with full weight, and this time Tang Gaoge died inexplicably, and the old man of the Tang family also wanted to beat up in the Qinhuai River when he was angry.

"This time, the old man of the Tang family was ordered to come over to do something, I think not only the old man of the Tang family will come back, but the other three will come back. ”

Maybe the three old men are just afraid that the old man of the Tang family will implicate his family, and when he comes back, he is just staring at the old master of the Tang family who is angry, although the 'Qin Party' can be called a glory, but this humiliation is not a humiliation, after living a lot of age, the thoughts of these four old men are more and more delicate, and they have been immersed in officialdom for decades, and their minds are alive to a staggering degree of boasting.

Everyone can have a premonition that with Tang Gaoge's death this time, there will be a big earthquake in the Qinhuai River, and maybe the one in the capital will take the opportunity to come out to fight the autumn wind.

At this time, She Taohua and Wu Tai on the stern side of the boat have also been completed, and a delicate portrait painting appeared in Wu Tai's hand, which is not vivid, at least Jiang Yangsheng has been exposed to those so-called literary calligraphy and painting since he was a child, and he has some understanding of the painter's pen power, although Wu Tai's painting cannot be said to be to the extent of entering the house, but at least he has reached the shape of painting, and it is estimated that only those old painters who have painted portraits all their lives can achieve it.

Taking the painting in Wu Tai's hand, Jiang Yangsheng carefully considered it, and his eyes kept wandering between She Taohua and the portrait.

Perhaps it was Jiang Yangsheng who was a little uncomfortable, a trace of ruddy flew over She Taohua's cheeks, and a pair of big eyes glared at Jiang Yangsheng, and suddenly a variety of charms appeared.

"Like, it's too similar. ”

Jiang Yangsheng exclaimed.

Brother Jiang praised it. ”

Although Wu Tai's portrait is a leader among young painters, in the eyes of these people who have been accustomed to precious calligraphy and painting since childhood, in addition to the similarity, there is really nothing worthy of compliment.

"Brother Wutai, you all have such skills, why not practice hard for a few more years and go to the palace to be a royal painter?"

Jiang Yangsheng asked.

"How can things in this world be as easy as Brother Jiang thinks, let alone going to the palace, even if you go to a wealthy family to be a painter, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and there are more doorways here. ”

Wu Tai sighed, his expression was full of loss and disappointment, he said three difficulties in a row, and the spirit of the whole person also withered a lot in an instant.

"Oh?"

"Tell me about it. ”

Jiang Yangsheng maintained a great interest in this matter, and immediately took the initiative to ask Wu Tai to solve his doubts.

"In fact, the doorway inside is not so obscure, there are only two, one is the yellow and white things that work everywhere, and the other is the backstage and backer, how can the good things in this world be given to you for no reason? Let's just go to the palace to be a small painter, but I've heard that it costs 5,000 taels of silver. ”

Speaking of five thousand taels, Wu Tai himself had an exaggerated expression of hell.

He even muttered to himself: "Five thousand taels, how many books and pen, ink, paper and inkstone can be bought here." ”

Jiang Yangsheng made an expression of sudden realization and attached to Wu Tai, or didn't seem to care about Jiang Yangsheng's exaggerated expression at all, "I heard that this test is much more difficult than being a painter." ”

"yes. ”

Wu Tai's eyes have always been firm at this moment inevitably a trace of confusion and confusion, he thought for a long time, and finally sighed, "I have never thought about gaining fame, but I just want to win the name of a talented person and have no regrets in my life, I have long heard that the imperial examination of the Great Zhou is not the imperial examination of the scholars of the cold door at all, not the dragon gate of the cold door, I heard the two brothers talk about the 'Qin Party', the 'Qin Party' has long been regarded as a shelter for the cold door, but at least' Qin Dang's on the Qinhuai River is not a stone for scholars, in fact, this is enough, there is no absolute right or wrong in these things in ancient and modern times, what is right, what is wrong, is not something that people like us who are swayed by others can decide. ”

After Jiang Yangsheng heard this, he thought about it for a long time, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Jiang Yangsheng quickly ended his sad spring and sorrow, and She Taohua on the side was really holding his portrait and couldn't put it down, humming a tune at the corner of his mouth, his face was full of satisfaction.

He smiled slightly, on the 'ninety-ninth floor' in the distance, as the boat got closer and closer to the 'ninety-ninth floor', the voice of the merchant queen became more and more ethereal, and the rising mist accompanied the scorching sun that gradually rose above the river, it looked beautiful, a tower known as the most beautiful tower of the Great Zhou, a tower that raised several people who had fallen into the country and the city, but did not show any extravagance and obscenity in the vigorous morning light.

Swinging, but somewhat solemn and majestic against the background of the golden sun.

When the first ray of sunshine on the river shines through the window of the 'ninety-ninth floor', the "Flower in the Back Garden" of the Empress Shang Abruptly stopped, there are rumors in the world, this song that sounds very sad is made by the last short-lived emperor of the Great Shang before the country breaks, no one would have thought that this Yongjun, who is considered by everyone to be addicted to the sound and lust, can make such a heavenly sound, of course, history always makes people remember a person's measures, never let people remember his dispensable talent, the king of Shang is undoubtedly such a person, the world and even the future people will only remember a faint monarch who is addicted to beauty and dies, not a like Poetry is a talented man who appreciates flowers and makes the moon.

When the Empress Shang's "Flower in the Back Garden" came to an abrupt end, everyone was surprisingly silent, and then in silence, they didn't know that it was the son of the family who exclaimed.

"Look!"

Everyone looked up, all of them looked in the direction he pointed, only to see a side face of the country and the city on the side of a wooden window on the towering 'Ninety-ninth Floor'.

After the business!

The business queen who hasn't shown up for many years!

How many people have been nostalgic for half a lifetime.

At this moment, she showed a side face that captivated the country and the city.

Because there was a She Taohua standing beside him, Jiang Yangsheng just glanced at it cursoly, admired it in his heart, and then had to say a few words against his will, this business queen is not as beautiful as you and so on.

The biggest winner this time is the painter Wu Tai, although his paintings have not yet reached the realm of god-likeness, but just by virtue of the likeness, the family who is not short of money can flock to these paintings.

On that day, Wu Tai's paintings, which were originally worthless in the bazaar, were raised to a staggering price.

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It is still on the bank of the Qinhuai River, and the two of them are standing on the bank of the Calm River, respectively Jiang Yangsheng She Taohua, and the white jade elephant Five Emperors.

She Taohua stood silently beside the Five Emperors, her head was lowered, her eyes were a little red, she didn't say anything, and she was holding the portrait she had painted under the 'Ninety-Ninth Floor' a few days ago.

"It's time for me to go. ”

The more this moment of separation, Jiang Yangsheng, who could originally speak, didn't know where to start, just looked at She Taohua and smiled. 、

"This painting is for you. ”

She Taohua pushed her portrait in front of Jiang Yangsheng's chest and said in a snort.

Jiang Yangsheng put away the portrait, clasped She Taohua's palm with one hand, and said softly: "Give me two years, and you will treat me as if you have never known me in the past two years, okay?"

She Taohua, whose eyes were already red, stared at Jiang Yangsheng with a pair of misty eyes, she shook her lips vigorously and shook her head stubbornly.

"I've always understood you, even if you're the enemy of this world, I can understand. ”

"But I'm really going to go to the hostility of the world. ”

Jiang Yangsheng smiled bitterly, people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

In the distance, the fishing boats on the Qinhuai River sing at night, the guests of the poor Peng Li, the geese are frightened, the sound is broken in Hengyang, there is an old man fishing in the river and makes a hoarse mocking sound, there are young children reading in the river The voice is catchy, and there are also old women who cross the head to pound their clothes, silent.

Time seems to stand still.

Behind him, a person and an image seem to have become an indelible scenery and impression in memory.

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