Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 307: Sun Mo, are you a famous painter?

In recent years, the most popular thing for dignitaries and literati poosers is to find a few famous prostitutes to accompany them, then chant poems and make the right, arty.

Only in this way can you show your compelling style.

Although Sun Mo is not a native of Kyushu, he understands this ethos. It's like going to Starbucks for coffee. If I don't take a photo and send it to Moments, wouldn't I spend so much money?

"Uncle Zheng, I take my heart, man, take it back!"

Sun Mo refused, very simply.

"Sun Mo, I am not malicious!"

Zheng Qingfang heard that Sun Mo was a little unhappy, and frowned. He was a little unsure. Is it because Sun Mo likes men?

Zheng Qingfang never thought that Sun Mo did not like this behavior of treating people as gifts, because it was too normal.

"I understand."

Sun Mo hurriedly squeezed out a smiling face, he was hypocritical.

You must know that in the Song Dynasty, the famous master Su Shi who wrote the famous "Chibi Fu" of the ages, but had the experience of giving away pregnant concubines.

In those days, this was nothing!

Elder Zheng sent himself a slave and maid who had been carefully trained for ten years, which was worthy of himself.

"Okay, but if you have any needs in the future, you must tell me!"

After Zheng Qingfang finished speaking, he waved his hand: "Go outside and wait!"

Xia He Rumeng was amnesty, and finally avoided this level. After she gave the salute, she immediately left, fearing that if she took a step, Sun Mo would change her attention.

Winter Lotus frowned. After gritting her teeth, he puffed and knelt down: "Master, please forgive the slaves and courageous servants. Winter Lotus wants to stay and take care of Teacher Sun."

Xia He, who had just walked out of the living room, stiffened and looked at Donghe. Is this woman crazy? Is there a Zheng's concubine who doesn't do it, and comes here to be a servant?

To be honest, as long as you are a direct child, no matter who slept with you, you can be a concubine. Maybe you don’t have a good life, but you definitely don’t need to be called like a servant.

"Presumptuous!"

Zheng Qingfang scolded, he was only looking at Winter Lotus, but the decades of court struggles had made him a sharp eye. With just one glance, he guessed the idea of ​​Winter Lotus.

This woman wants to use Sun Mo as a springboard to regain her freedom!

Sun Mo is very gentle and kind. Because of the Taoist Shiratori, he has gained at least two million taels, but his life now is still simple.

For families with a little money, who wouldn’t give their son a maid, but Sun Mo made money on his own and didn’t buy it!

It can be imagined that when Donghe arrived at Sun Mo's place, she could do daily cleaning, and there was no hard work for her. If Sun Mo took the students to the Dark Continent to experience, he would not return for two or three months. He is a big holiday.

If Winter Lotus is sinister enough, you can also use Sun Mo's reputation to force him to give up his contract. After all, as a famous teacher, he has conflicts with his servants, and the one who is ashamed is the famous teacher.

Winter Lotus was taken aback, and quickly knocked his head like garlic.

Boom! boom! boom!

Winter Lotus's head hit the floor while begging for mercy.

"Master, I was wrong, I dare not!"

Winter Lotus is scared. For people like Zheng Qingfang, it is useless for a woman to look pretty. If she offends him, she will be punished.

"Don't knock."

Sun Mo frowned deeply. This was the first time he saw a servant look humble.

Yes, these servants who have signed a contract are worse than civilians. They are just an object. To put it ugly, the head of the family killed them, so he could just find an excuse for stealing and go to the yamen to report it. No.

Sun Mo's words made Donghe even more panicked and harder.

"Don't knock, didn't you hear?"

Zheng Qingfang is very upset. The way you look not only shows that I am incapable of undertakings, but also makes Sun Mo feel that I am mean.

It was a good thing, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Sun Mo has a very important position in Zheng Qingfang's heart, so Master Zheng will care about his image so much. Don't let Sun Mo hate yourself.

Winter Lotus lies on the ground like a frightened quail.

"Master Sun, just keep her!"

Gu Xiuxun, who had been on the sidelines, couldn't help but moved her compassion. When this girl returned, she would probably give it to other men in the future. Instead of that, stay with Sun Mo.

At least Sun Mo is a good person and will not abuse her.

"No, dare not, how can I, how worthy to stay with Teacher Sun?"

Winter Lotus's voice panicked.

"Well, stop talking nonsense, get up, I will take you to bandage!"

Sun Mo ordered.

Winter Lotus did not dare to get up without Zheng Qingfang's order.

"Master Sun's words are mine, you have to listen!"

Zheng Qingfang scolded.

"The slave and maid took note!"

Winter Lotus got up, and Sun Mo saw her head knocked out and her face was bleeding.

"Uncle Zheng, you are right, I do need someone to clean here, so I am disrespectful!"

Sun Mo felt soft.

This girl, after all, has contributed to her favorability. If she can pull it, just pull it!

Sun Mo's house always has medicine and bandages. He took Donghe to the study to help her bandage.

Looking at Sun Mo's cheek close at hand, Donghe suddenly felt that the adventure just now was worthwhile.

If you change to another man, who cares about you?

"Does it hurt?"

As soon as Sun Mo said this, Donghe's tears could no longer stop, overflowing his eyes, scratching his cheeks, and falling to the ground.

It has been so many years, no one cares about themselves so much.

Ding!

The favorability from Winter Lotus +100, friendly (150/1000)

After Sun Mo helped Donghe bandage, he walked out of the study and pointed to the corridor: "The third guest room to the east is the guest room. Go and rest first!"

Settling in Winter Lotus, Sun Mo returned to the living room.

Xia He, who was standing at the door, suddenly regretted seeing this scene. Shouldn't he stay? No, I'm going to be the life of Zheng's young lady.

Winter Lotus, this stupid woman, is absolutely wrong in this step.

"Hey, I was abrupt about this matter."

Zheng Qingfang sighed.

"Uncle Zheng is serious!"

Sun Mo chuckled: "I don't have much to give thanks, so let me draw a picture for you?"

When Zheng Qingfang heard this, his spirits suddenly trembled. The old dog, who smelled the meat, opened his eyes wide and looked at Sun Mo.

"Can it be?"

Zheng Qingfang was excited.

"Go to the study!"

Sun Mo led the way.

As soon as Gu Xiuxun entered, she couldn't help but praised: "Master Sun, your study has a good layout? And the four treasures of the study are all high-end products!"

"I don't know, it was all cleaned and prepared by Ziqi!"

Sun Mo explained.

Hearing this name, the corners of Zheng Qingfang's mouth twitched a little. He originally intended to remind Sun Mo, but finally gave up.

Gu Xiuxun grinds and spreads rice paper.

"Let me come!"

Why does Donghe dare to go to bed? The first time we meet, this is a time when it leaves a good impression on the new owner, so even if you feel unwell, you have to resist.

Sun Mo wrote the pen, and after thinking about it in his mind, he dipped his ink into the pen.

The rain stopped at the beginning of the spring and the colorful clouds shone all over.

The grass on the outskirts is still covered with dew. In the distance, there is a ten-mile long pavilion with swallows returning from the north, stopping on it to rest.

The stream is rushing, and the willow trees on both sides have been cut out by the spring breeze in March.

After more than ten minutes, a picture of the spring sun has been on the paper.

"I didn't see it, Sun Mo's painting skills are actually pretty good!"

Gu Xiuxun was a little surprised, then glanced at Zheng Qingfang, and frowned.

This old man, why are you so excited? Sun Mo's paintings are good, but not at the level of a famous painter?

"Will it become a famous painting?"

Zheng Qingfang stared at the rice paper, his expression nervous and nervous, emotionally, he wanted to see the birth of a famous painting, but reason told him that it was too difficult.

Famous paintings are all obtained by hand. Even a famous painter who has mastered the third level of the wonderful pen and flowers can not guarantee that his paintings are all famous paintings.

After finishing the rough background painting, Sun Mo began to paint people. Because of his master-level Chinese character painting skills, this is his strength.

After a few strokes, under the willow tree, a young girl carrying a kite appeared. She stood on tiptoes and looked towards the avenue.

She has always used slender hands, no pink and daisy, and her pure breath is on the paper.

Suddenly, on the left side of the screen, there is a half-horse forming. On the horse, there is a young master of the world, holding a fan in his left hand, and believing that the horse is rein.

Farther away, beside the stream, there are a few children who are catching fish. A little girl accidentally fell into it, and the big brother next to him was trying to pull him up.

In the woods and on the green grass, there are two men and women who are not guessing, whispering.

Sun Mo was brewing emotions, drawing and painting, and he became sad.

In this world, there must be many children like Donghe. I really hope that they can be reunited with their parents and family, instead of being trafficked at a young age, and can only be slaves for the rest of their lives.

If it is a modern age, they have not graduated from junior high school, but now, in order not to be beaten and scolded by the master, they live carefully.

The wolf hair in Sun Mo's hand lit up.

The spirits around, began to gather here.

"This is..."

Gu Xiuxun's face is full of horror. This will not be the realm of wonderful pens and flowers?

No, I won’t get it. Sun Mo is so old, and he doesn’t have much time to practice painting. If this is a famous painting, would it be too cruel to other old guys who are not able to find the realm of ingenious brushstrokes? ?

Zheng Qingfang was excited, and pinched the flesh of his palm with his nails, before he controlled the unhappy call out.

On the grass, a dozen teenage boy servants ran around holding the paper kite. Their clothes were soaked with sweat and their faces were exhausted, but no one dared to stop.

In the distance, under the long pavilion, there is a banquet, a few rich children in gorgeous clothes~IndoMTL.com~ drinking tea while chatting with paper kites in the sky. .

Sun Mo’s technique is so brilliant. Gu Xiuxun saw it and immediately felt it, and realized the joy of these rich children’s outing.

There was a young girl standing outside the long pavilion, yelling at the child servants, as if letting them run faster. At the same time, she was still telling a girl who was holding a red tooth board to sing and hurried away, don’t disturb them. Yaxing.

In the stream, several barefoot servants were not idle, cleaning a few swimming horses.

This was originally a happy spring tour, but as the tired and exhausted images of these child servant girls appeared on paper, the taste changed a little.

Boom!

As Sun Mo's last stroke fell, those aura light spots whizzed out and attached to the rice paper to color it.

"Well...Wonderful pen gives birth to flowers?"

Winter Lotus exclaimed, and then he hurriedly covered his mouth. If he disturbed the birth of a famous painting, the master would definitely take his own skin.