Den.

It's a real problem, a big problem.

It's that painting, a picture of a beautiful woman in palace makeup, a person is a bust, sitting on a chair in the center, with hidden water sleeves in his hands, and his skirt has no knees, which takes up almost one-third of the whole picture, which is difficult. What's even more difficult is the left wall and the right wall, the spring flowers and autumn moon pictures behind it, there is very little white space, and it is difficult to write, which is really difficult for Murong Gongzi. The most difficult thing is that this is a gouache painting, after 20 years of cold and summer, the colorful ancient meaning has been born, if it is forcibly altered, one carelessly will be all destroyed: "Difficult! difficult! difficult!"

Murong Gongzi said three difficult words in a row, but he still frowned and watched.

The difficulty is also what he asked for himself, what Fang Yin said was that he wanted him to paint a picture of his father, hang it on the wall, accompany his mother, and leave a memory after a hundred years. This is a good thing, Old General Fang has no opinion, and Rob has no opinion, but Murong Gongzi has an opinion. What Murong Gongzi said is that a painting separates yin and yang, which is very unlucky, and it happens that the whole family is here, so it is better to paint together. This is a great good thing, not only the old man has no opinion, but Rob is even more happy to applaud again and again, because there is also Rob's share: "It's not difficult! It's not difficult!

Difficult or not, just look at who it is, as the first painter in the world, no matter how difficult it is, it is difficult to help Murong Gongzi, since the palace painter Ye Banqian died of illness eight years ago, the name of the first flower brush in the world belongs to Murong Gongzi. It is this painting, from Ye Bancripple, Murong Gongzi once studied painting under Yu Ye Da painter for a few days, which is called blue out of blue and better than blue: "The New Year is approaching, as a family joy, borrow my god to pen, please master Ye Bancripple." Duh!"

Suddenly I saw Childe. Willow eyebrows stretched. The starry eyes are half-closed, with the finger as the pen, and the void draws the symbol: "The sky is round and the place is round, the law is nine chapters, and now I write, the ghosts are hidden, and the urgency is like the law!"

This is the "Spell of the Next Pen", please send the ghost to the gods. As soon as this spell came out, the three of them were stunned, looking at each other, and then looking at Murong Gongzi, his eyes suddenly kept his eyes, and he looked straight at General Fang: "Farewell for thirteen years, the flowers bloom and bloom again, the number of leaves is innumerable, call me to come half-remnant." Old General Fang was extremely helpless, Old General Fang shook his head and sighed, Old General Fang didn't believe this at all: "Huaizhong, don't move." He didn't believe it. Rob was credible, it was the voice of Master Ye Banzhuye: "Master, don't move! This is Master Ye." Master Ye is possessed!"

"Hey!" Old General Fang don't turn his head, whether this is Master Ye's possession or not, Old General Fang has already looked a little embarrassed for him: "Farewell for thirteen years, where is the old man now, hey!" turned his face sideways, then looked at the side face, Murong Gongzi looked at Old General Fang directly, and his eyelids didn't blink: "Hua has a green silk, a dream for twenty years, and comes, comes, goes, and goes-" What goes is wrinkles, and it is still youth, yes, it is necessary to draw Old General Fang younger, so as not to draw them together, and there is a suspicion that the old cow eats tender grass: "Ahem!"

Old General Fang brushed his sleeves away!

Let's go, let's go, and come to see Rob: "Look at me! Look at me! Anyway, back then, I was also an old slave in Yushu...... wind"

"Don't say it. ”

"Yes, yes, heh, hehe......"

Don't laugh. ”

"Ahem. ”

“......”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, aw, ahem, ahem, I said Son, you ......."

"My surname is Ye. ”

“......”

"Okay, no?" I said, hey, this old slave, this old arm, this old leg, this old bone, it's really ......."

"It's not good. ”

“......”

Half an hour later, Rob finally sat down on the ground, his face was red, and he gasped: "This is Master Ye! This is Master Ye! Lord-master-" Back then, Master Ye also looked at it like this, looking at it for a day and painting it all night, and this painting was successful: "Look at him! Look at him!" Rob ran away, Rob finally couldn't stand it, whether the Yushu was in the wind or was disgraced, Rob would rather paint him as a ghost than suffer this kind of torment: "Little master, it's your turn! Let Master Ye take a good look, and the old slave will go and solve the ...... first."

Fang Yin was extremely helpless, Fang Yin didn't believe this, Fang Yin shook his head and sighed: "Brother Murong, Rob is so old, why do you tease him?"

"Don't say it. ”

"Come less, if you are half-crippled, I will have no flowers, haha!"

Don't laugh. ”

"Okay, okay, Rob is the most difficult to draw, since you should look at him carefully, Yin is still ...... twenty years ago"

"Yes. ”

"Let's go, go drink, the food is cold!"

"Half-crippled and half-crippled, altar after altar, words are inexhaustible, and I can't finish drinking, haha!"

So the two of them went to drink again.

Guest room.

changed a room and carried half a jar of wine, Murong Gongzi's painting was a real hard to find, so in exchange for it, Rob generously contributed his family's only remaining half jar of medicinal wine, half an altar and half a jar, and he couldn't drink it all. The dish is cold, it can be hot again, the house is very cold, the fire coals are lit, the two sit opposite each other, raise a glass to drink, laugh Yan Yan, speak freely, here is the front yard will not disturb the sleep of the two old people, it is to drink and talk, but also to talk at night.

On this night, the moonlight was like water.

This night, a thousand tastes.

The so-called wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, and when it comes to drinking, Murong Gongzi is massive, claiming that a thousand cups are not drunk, and this jar of wine is not enough to drink. Drinking is not Fang Yin's strong point, but most of the jar wine can still stay sober after drinking, but it is a little hot, really hot, hot all over the body, hot from the inside out, so he also took off his cotton robe, so there are a lot of words. It's because of the excitement, the indescribable joy, the indescribable taste, the heart is the heart, the two of them are general, you also have affection, I also have intentions -

This night, most of the time Fang Yin was talking, and Murong Gongzi was listening.

Confide in your heart, and confide in the person, that beautiful and indescribable feeling of ease must have been felt by everyone, but in fact, when trying to stay sober, it is already a kind of drunkenness. And listening is the best way to have a conversation, not to be silent, but to point out the trick, after talking about it, Fang Yin finally found out that it was him, Murong Gongzi, this newly acquainted friend is also a mentor and friend at first sight, and he is the one who really knows his heart.

Little Flower?Boss Fang?Hahahahaha!

Yes, Lao Xue is a good person! Rest assured, he can't die, good people don't live long and will be a disaster for thousands of years, haha!

Before the crown ceremony, half a Taoist, a Fang Taoist, a traveling Fang Taoist, tsk, fun!

Ponytail, dream lover, broken love, isn't it?

Cliff jumping...... Immortals?

Miracle doctors, demons, Confucians, dumb monks, and living Buddhas? Hey, all the wise and brave people you have seen, no wonder......

Rest assured, everything has me!

Wu Zen is your brother, I am your friend, of course, good friend.

You should follow your heart, the Living Buddha is right, you are Lord Vishnu, haha!

Now you are a prince, and only she is not worthy of you! Go! I will go with you!

Fate? Forced? You know a bird! You are a chick!

I'm a boring person, there's really nothing, there's nothing to say.

Isn't it boring for people to ask for nothing?

People live for a lifetime, so why do they come? Life must be happy, if you don't go to see the world of flowers, how can you know......

Not necessarily!

- Not necessarily, not necessarily, Fang Yin thought that he had a lot of experience, so he would be like it, but he didn't have to.

But in any case, this night is worth remembering for a lifetime. (To be continued......)