Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 128: Taihu Lake Rafting

The dark-skinned, short-skinned man said triumphantly, and his eyes gradually returned to their normal angles. He glanced at the Mo House butler standing in front of him, and was shocked, his face suddenly changed color.

Housekeeper Li smiled and said: "Master Li is really awe-inspiring. My master also wants to taste the flavor of this cold mountain vegetarian restaurant. It seems to be a trip for nothing."

At this moment, Li Gui saw a few people standing outside the door. Among them, he only recognized Wu Jiyuan and Mo Qinghe. The two of them had the same look, with a sneer on their faces and staring lightly.

Li Gui cursed secretly in his heart. Knowing Wu Jiyuan's plan, it is inevitable that he will be discouraged today. But Mo Qinghe is in charge of the rice tax, and he is the largest landlord in Suzhou and Hangzhou. It can be said that if Mo Qinghe spares him one point, it is worth tens of thousands of rice grains. If he is tight, he will lose a lot of silver. The God of Wealth did not dare to offend him at all.

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Li Gui hurriedly rushed out and nodded and bowed his head and said: "Master Mo, your old man is here, oh, I don’t know if it’s your old man, please come in, the young man may not see you some days, I want to honor you There is no chance. It is rare for your old man to come to Suzhou, and the young one will pick you up!"

Mo Qinghe smiled faintly, and said: "Eating vegetarian dishes pays attention to artistic conception, and Mr. Li's external words are not suitable."

This member of Li looked like a vulgar person, but he had a lot of heart and eyes. He heard that Mo Qinghe had damaged his body and his face was full of bronze stinks. His face couldn't help but red and white, and he said: "Yes, yes, little I don’t know if Mr. Mo also invited guests in. You can come in. The younger one will leave immediately. You can let the younger one pay for this account, even if it’s a reward for the younger one."

Wu Jiyuan looked at the look of Li Gui who was rampant in Suzhou Mansion, and his heart was very happy. He saw that Li Gui was still pleasing Mo Qinghe. Then he interjected: "It's not too much money for Li, but since Mr. Wu has invited a few adults to visit Suzhou, this little money is still spent."

Li Gui sees Wu Jiyuan entertaining Mo Qinghe. Obviously, the relationship between them is very shallow, and the son of Guijie and a Taoist next to him are not ordinary people, let alone showing a haughty look. The few thugs who followed in the teahouse rolled their arms and sleeves in an aggressive manner. At this time, they were all cringed. Seeing that Mo Qinghe didn't even look at him, Li Gui hurriedly hugged his waist, until Wu Jiyuan smiled and asked the bad Yang Ling and others to enter, and then he hurriedly left.

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Housekeeper Li got Mo Qinghe's order. How dare to let him go easily, he would have followed with a smile a long time ago. Of course, the lesson Mo Qinghe said would not be to squeeze him. It is estimated that Steward Li will catch up with him. I am afraid that he will be hit hard. His flesh hurts for three days.

Wu Jiyuan sent several people into the elegant room. Apologized: "The Caomin didn't know that Li Guihui was here. It is a sin to disturb several adults Yaxing."

Yang Ling saw that the people standing inside and outside were all entourages, and even the owner of the vegetarian restaurant and Xiaoer became frightened. He frowned and said: "Today we are only visiting the scenery in private. It is indeed inappropriate for such a big fight. , I wonder if I can trouble Mr. Wu to prepare some ordinary people’s clothes. We will go to Taihu Lake for a while. It’s better to take a light car. My people, just pick a few people to accompany, and the others are waiting on the official boat, just to wrong the Celestial Master brothers and sisters Change clothes."

Although the Celestial Master Zhang school is a cultivator, it is actually not a place for major ceremonies or setting up altars, and the clothes are no different from ordinary people. He has no objection to this. Zheng Baihu listened to Yang Ling's instructions. He was responsible for the safety of Yang Ling, but he did not dare to be sloppy. He hurried to the housekeeper Liao and asked him to make arrangements as soon as possible. He chose more than 20 talented, vigilant and wise people from Fanzi, and asked Guanshi Liao. The tour route, rushed to Taihu Lake in advance to prepare to go.

Mrs. Mo gently unbuttoned the cloak, and the maid took it and stood behind her. She sat beside Mo Qinghe smartly, and said softly: "Master, my concubine hasn't come to Suzhou for some time, I want to go. Seeing the madam of the chief envoy, besides, I feel dizzy again if I don't take this big boat, and I won't go to Taihu Lake."

Said she apologized to Yang Ling and Celestial Master Zhang and smiled. Yang Ling was always a little uncomfortable in front of her. When she heard that she didn't go to Taihu Lake, she felt relieved. Mo Qinghe nodded, patted her hand gently, and said softly: "Okay, you don't have to rush back. I will pick you up when you return."

He turned his head and whispered to Yang Ling: "My wife Ru, who has been with the Chief Minister Niu, has a handkerchief. It’s not easy not to visit Suzhou if I come to Suzhou, and we will go boating in Taihu Lake. If the boat is gone, Charm, if the boat is clumsy and has seasickness, she does not need to go."

Yang Ling nodded and thought: "I heard that Mrs. Mo is a Jiangnan prostitute. I don't know if the chief ambassador Niu is also a figure on the romantic field."

He thought about it and couldn't help but look up at Madam Mo. Unexpectedly, Madam Mo's pair of scissor eyes were also looking at him ‘sentimentally’, and Yang Ling saw his scalp suddenly numb.

Even though this Madam Mo was born in a brothel, she didn’t have the feeling of glaring at her, her frown and smile were so beautiful and elegant. Today she wore a plain white dress, which was more like a rong of water. The eyebrows are frowning in Chunshan, and the eyes are condensed in autumn water, charming and moving.

When those talking eyes looked at others tenderly, maybe they didn't deliberately instigate eroticism, and they were also fanciful. What's more, Yang Ling was secretly teased by her that day, how could you not be guilty?

This turned his eyes to avoid, but he saw Gao Wenxin standing opposite, and a pair of bright eyes looked at him instantaneously. Yang Ling was even more uncomfortable, as if she had seen the jealousy in her heart.

Gao Wenxin is really wearing the emerald green shirt that Yang Ling praised yesterday. The clothes of an ordinary girl full of Jiangnan water country style, wearing her elegant and quiet, slender and dignified northern beautiful woman, she has a special charm, although That kind of temperament is completely different from Madam Mo's water-like amorous feelings, but it has a sweet and crisp beauty.

Yang Ling couldn't help but said softly to her: "Wenxin, this officer does not need to wait, you are also tired, Mr. Liao, please set up another banquet table, let her...er...and Mrs. Mo's two The maid also eat and rest?"

The imperial envoy sits on the chief, and hasn't said anything about it, first worrying about arranging his maid to rest and eat? Is this maid really a maid?

Wu Jiyuan listened to Yang Ling's instructions, and looked carefully at Gao Wenxin. Although Gao Wenxin was dressed as a maid, he stood with the two pretty maids. That kind of grace and grace of everybody's lady, how could it be worthwhile, Wu Jiyuan's heart moved, and he couldn't help thinking: "This girl's demeanor and temperament really does not look like a maid. The imperial servants are so compassionate to her, are they...?"

Wu Jiyuan thought about it and thought it was wrong. The generous gift he had originally prepared seemed to be missed. I quickly called Guan Shi Liao, and the attached leader quietly asked a few more words.

The scenery of Taihu Lake, the mountains and clear waters are beautiful and natural. The landscape is elegant and graceful with magnificent magnificence, and the clear water is vast. The waves of smoke are vast, the peaks and hills are looming, and the weather is in abundance.

Yang Ling, Mo Qinghe, Wu Jiyuan, and Celestial Master Zhang are all dressed up as scholars in the lake. Zhang Fubao also changed into the clothes of the little maid, combed three buns, and followed behind.

Her models are very charming and lovely when they come, and she puts on women's clothing. The pretty face of Yi Xi Yi An is just like a picture. Even Wu Jiyuan, who was used to seeing her dress up these few days, has his eyes bright.

Zheng Baihu and four people pretend to be a writer, secretly holding a sharp blade in his arms, carrying a food container on his shoulder, and looking around vigilantly. From time to time, a fan dressed as a tourist or a boatman quietly beats him Gestures, signal everything undoubtedly.

It was already in the afternoon, and the sun was no longer scorching, and there was a slight blush. The reed swayed in the wind. From time to time, a wisp of cool lake breeze blows from the lake surface, exuding a refreshing refreshment, brushing on the faces of Yang Ling and others who are slightly drunk and hot, and feel refreshed.

The fanzi sent by Zheng Baihu in advance has been disguised and scattered around the lake where everyone is going to go boating and picking Ling. Although there are some tourists on the lake, they are all shaking a small boat in twos and threes, and behave freely. Can not see the slightest suspicious appearance.

At this time, it is the season of water chestnut bleaching fragrance. There are a few hectares of lotus in front of the sky. There are pink and white lotuses occasionally hidden in the sky. There are also mature water chestnuts. The green lotus leaves can't see any decay. Signs of withering, a lot of greenery, so the lotus that also sprang up with green leaves to accompany the village, and it is even more charming.

Wu Jiyuan led a group of people to a small pavilion and stopped and laughed: "Adults like to swim in the lake quietly, so the grassroots dare not make too much noise. I called Guan Shi Liao to arrange a few small boats. Let’s go boating and picking water chestnuts, rippling in this sea of ​​lotus flowers. When we get back to this shore, how about we peel some fresh water chestnuts and have a drink with sake?"

Yang Ling has the highest status among these people. Everyone naturally kept toasting to him at the banquet, so even though they kept ditching, they were still slightly drunk, and their chests were a little bit turbulent. When he heard that he would drink again when he got ashore, he couldn't help laughing.

The lotus bushes here have been connected to the shore, and there is a row of weeping willows planted on the shore, with more than a dozen small boats tied to it. Manager Liao led a few people standing under the tree, and saw a few adults arrived, he was standing there. The man untied the rope holding the boat.

At this moment, a beautiful and crisp song came from the lake, and the sweet song sang: "Peach blossoms are coming to Yangliuqing, and Hongling is planted in Qingshuitang, and my sister is Hongling for lotus root. Lotus root."

The singing voice is euphemistic and the tune is fresh and beautiful. After listening to Yang Ling and others, they couldn’t help but look into the lake. They saw a small painting boat swaying towards the shore with a red dress and red dress on the bow. The graceful woman wearing a pink belt was singing and dancing with her bare snow feet.

The boatman at the stern has stopped swaying, and the bow of the boat has separated the green leaves and red lotus, as if opening a mirror, and sailing leisurely to the shore. In the cabin for a month, a young scholar in a light white shirt swayed out holding a wine glass, and smiled at the woman in the red shirt: "What a sweet song, it's just for drinking, but I don't know the red girl Lian'er. Which son is Lingqing leading?"

The quiet and beautiful woman in red, Ge Ge'er smiled, raised her hand and threw a lotus seed, nicknamed: "Of course it's your son Xu, who else can it be?"

The white-robed young man had a flushed face and was obviously drunk. He laughed loudly and looked back in the cabin with drunken eyes: "Look at the girl Lian'er who can talk a lot, but this mouth allows me. Why is Brother Ziwei who stayed on your embroidery bed yesterday?"

Gao Wenxin was very happy to hear that singing. But listening to their answer, they knew that it was a few romantic scholars who invited the brothel prostitutes to swim in the lake, and they frowned slightly. The look was a bit disgusting.

At this moment, another white-faced and slightly-bearded man in a blue shirt came out in the cabin, holding a fan in his hand, about forty years old. There are shallow wrinkles on the fair skin, although the smile is full, but the expression still seems to be lonely from the bones.

He laughed wildly and said: "Why, Chang Gu just combed Ling Long'er. It's less than a month. Did you start my Lian'er idea?"

The red-clothed woman named Lian'er twisted her waist, flashed from the side of the scholar in white shirt, Ruyan threw herself into the arms of the scholar in blue shirt, and said with a sweet smile: "That's right, Xu The son has no conscience, and my sister Linglong has a deep affection for him. It's strange that I don't tell Linglong'er if I go back...".

The scholar in the blue shirt laughed and hugged her waist. When turning his head to look on the shore. When he saw Gao Wenxin, the scholar looked suddenly startled. The scholar in the blue shirt, who is about 40 years old, has a slightly drunk look in his eyes, but he is still very energetic when he looks at people.

He stared at Gao Wenxin who was standing in the pavilion. He looked up and down a few times, and said with joy on his face: "I haven't seen such an outstanding and elegant woman in a long time, alas. Was she actually a maid? Who made this girl in Suzhou Mansion act as a maid?"

He repeatedly knocked the fan in his hand, full of regret, only to scream out.

Hearing his loud praise in the cabin, he immediately snatched out two more scholars like shit. First, a big beard, a dark blue robe, a long black beard hanging down to his chest, and a huge wine glass in his hand. , It is worthy of a small bowl.

When the two people saw Gao Wenxin, their eyes lit up, and they said: "You are afraid of Dharma eyes, a woman who praises must be extraordinary, alas, it is dignified and charming, and has a unique charm. Let it be white."

Gao Wenxin heard them talk about themselves, a pair of eyebrows can't help but frown. If it weren't for the presence of several people with faces and faces in front of her, she, as a maid, would shame Yang Ling if she said nonsense. .

Wu Jiyuan looked at her unhesitatingly, and felt a little cautious in his heart. He had only seen the imperial servant's spoiling ground for her just now at Hanshan Vegetarian Restaurant. Wu Jiyuan was not afraid of this pretty maid being unhappy, but he was afraid that the imperial servant would get angry. He quickly stepped forward and said: "Xizhe is rude, no Nonsense."

Look at him calling that person directly. It seems that they are familiar people. The bearded man heard someone calling him, so he hurriedly set up the awning and looked at him carefully. Fang Changran laughed and said, "It turns out that it was Wu Weng in person. That's all right, that's all, Zhengzhong, get yours quickly. Come on the picture box, I want to paint this woman, Wu Weng must promise to give birth later, the big deal is that I will come back and give you a landscape."

Wu Jiyuan awkwardly said to Yang Ling: "Uh... Mr. Yang, these are the four great talents in Wuzhong. They are usually unrestrained. Don't blame the adults. The man in the green shirt is called Tang Bohu, who usually sells literary styles. Painting for a living, this person is the best at painting pictures of ladies, but his vision is very high, and he often regrets that there is no figure worthy of his writing. So today I saw the maid of an adult with outstanding demeanor. For a while, I lost my manners. I will drive away. They are".

Yang Ling was shocked when he heard the three characters Tang Bohu, Tang Bohu! This well-known figure stood in front of him alive. Yang Ling was surprised and delighted. Hearing that Wu Jiyuan was about to drive him away, he quickly grabbed him and said with joy, "No, Mr. Wu quickly please... invite them Several people came up, Yang had heard the name of the four great talents of Jiangnan for a long time, and I saw it today. It is really fortunate for Sansheng. It would be a shame to let them go like this."

Wu Jiyuan didn't expect that Yang Ling would have heard of Wuzhong's four talented scholars. Hearing his praise, he felt light on his face as a villager. He happily asked Guan Shi Liao to invite the four Tang Bohu up.

The four talents entered the pavilion and met Wu Jiyuan first. Among the four, Zhu Zhishan is the oldest. The family background is also the richest, and he has a close relationship with Wu Mansion, so he is the most casual. He came up with a smile and gave a gift, still holding his oversized wine glass and drinking non-stop. Wen proved that Xu Zhenqing was relatively restrained.

Yang Ling took a close look at these four famous talents and saw that Tang Bohu, whom he most wanted to get acquainted with, had just forgotten that although he did not stick to his deeds, he walked into the pavilion and heard that the maid was not a maid from Wu Mansion. But it was the maid of the son of Gui Jie who even looked respectful to Wu Jiyuan. The expression suddenly converged, and that expression was really not like the wild and romantic Jiangnan top talent in the imagination, which disappointed Yang Ling who wanted to see Tang Jieyuan's style.

He didn't know that although this Tang Bohu was mad and unruly in folklore, in fact, the Tang Bohu in history was the most rough in his life among the four great talents, and his life was extremely poor. Although he was arrogant and cynical in his bones, he was forced by living. I often bow my head to others. Where is it going wild?

This sixteen-year-old Tang Xieyuan talent is exactly the same age as the Yang Ling talent, but his fate is far worse. He married his wife Xu at the age of nineteen, and he runs a hotel in his family, and his life is quite comfortable.

But later disasters followed one after another. First, his father died of a stroke, and his mother was too sad and went away. Soon his sister died in her husband's house. Following the postpartum fever of his wife, he died of illness, and the child went with his mother only three days after the birth.

Tang Bohu suffered a series of blows and finally cheered up with the help of his friends. He continued to marry his wife He and studied hard. But when he went to Beijing to rush for the exam, he was falsely accused of taking the gambler exam and was imprisoned. Later, although no evidence was released, he was sentenced to be an official in his life.

This versatile talent seemed to be cursed by the God of Destiny. This series of blows caused his family to be ruined and impoverished. His wife also left him because of his poverty, and his brothers came to separate their families.

Tang Bohu ran away his wealth, had no possessions, and wandered around for a while. By this time, he had only returned to Suzhou for less than two years, and his life had just improved. He married a brothel prostitute Shen Jiuniang as a continuation. Make a living by selling literary style paintings.

Yang Ling heard that he was going to paint for Gao Wenxin, and was overjoyed. When he thought about it, it was such an honor to be able to win Tang Bohu's Danqing, and he had no idea at the moment.

Tang Bohu was nervous at first, but he was afraid that he would not agree. Tang Bohu was also overjoyed when he nodded his head. For fear of Yang Ling repentance, he hurriedly greeted Wen Zhengming to get the picture box and immediately spread out the stall to paint for Gao Wenxin.

Gao Wenxin saw them traveling with prostitutes, and she had no good feelings in her heart. Now she is told to stand there and let people paint. In the eyes of a lady of her beautiful background, it is not a glorious thing, so she feels extremely Unwilling.

Yang Ling saw that she looked unhappy, so he approached her and whispered: "Wenxin, but let people draw a look, why is it unpleasant? This Tang master's painting is very famous. I won Jiangnan the day before. A prostitute’s calligraphy, if you can get the Danqing of this Jiangnan first talent today, it will be a heirloom in the future. Your looks and temperament are indispensable. Just ask you to stand for a moment and let him paint. Well, take it out and look at it after many years, don’t have a taste."

He said what he said, but Gao Wenxin would be wrong. I heard that he wanted to use his paintings as a heirloom treasure for future generations. The implication... When she thought of this, her heart suddenly fawned. The children jump all around, and they are willing to be happy.

Zhu Zhishan stands aside with a big beard and just drinks alcohol. This talented man who has always been a funny character in the legend about Tang Bohu, looks at his behavior as normal, and does not act madly.

It's just that his amount of alcohol is really appalling. From time to time, he asks the boatman to go to the boat and make some drinks for him. In the end, he simply set up the jar and sat on the side to stop him and pour himself.

Tang Bohu has already spread out the stall and seriously painted the portraits of Gao Wenxin, Wen Zhengming, Xu Zhenqing, and Yang Ling. Mo Qinghe and the rest of them all stood behind him curiously and watched, but Zhang Fubao was too depressed and pulled his brother to accompany her. Went to play by the river.

Here, Tang Bohu just drew an outline. Zhu Zhishan suddenly thought of something. He drank a glass of wine and jumped out of the bar and cried out, "It’s broken, it’s broken, why should I make a fuss? The picture is really going to be done!" He yelled, "Three hundred taels, three hundred taels, miscalculation, miscalculation, I always hope that this time I will be compensated."

Tang Bohu only raised his head and laughed, then lowered his head to continue painting. There was some pride in his expression. Yang Ling is stupefied as if there is something "Nine Beautiful Pictures" related to Tang Bohu, and can't help but ask curiously: "What "10 Beautiful Pictures"?"

Wen Zhengming laughed and said: "Today's trip to the lake is Old Zhu's idea. It will cost three hundred taels to swim down the lake. He is really miscalculating." He saw that Yang Ling seemed extremely noble. However, he was kind, without the style of a powerful family, and replied with a smile: "Young Master Yang, Brother Xizhe and Brother Ziwei bet, as long as Brother Ziwei draws ten pictures of ladies within one year. And I will wait for four people. Everyone recognized her as a beautiful woman, so Xizhe lost three hundred taels of silver to Ziwei.

It's just that these ten beauties are hard to find. Suzhou Xuanmiao Temple is the most frequented by women. Brother Tang often squats there. Seeing the truly stunning beauty in the world, he writes it down carefully and then draws the picture. It's just that the news is gradually revealed. Who else has a female family to watch the incense. Everyone would be the first to throw this talented man into trouble.

As a result, brother Ziwei had already drawn nine beauties in July, but the tenth one was nowhere to be found again. I waited for Brother Daoziwei to lose this host, but I didn’t expect to see it today. This girl in the Zun Mansion, hehe, this is also a god's will, to let Brother Xizhe give Ziwei a sum of money. "

Yang Ling sounds funny. It turns out that these talents are just as boring as others. When I was doing nothing, I used beauty as a topic, so I bet on it.

He squatted next to Tang Bohu and saw Tang Bohu's clever brush strokes. The painting in his hand had already drawn a six-point appearance. Although the facial features of the eyebrows and facial features were still only rough outlines that needed to be carved, and the characters were not painted, yet a lifelike beauty was already vivid On the paper, he couldn't help but praised: "Brother Tang's figures are really vivid, and the brushwork is really extraordinary."

Tang Bohu’s enthusiasm for the painting, he heard the words and said: "Young Master Yang has won the award, the beauty of Zhong Tiandi is a beautiful painting in itself, and the next one is just a pen in the hand to paint its style. Quiet, elegant and quiet, beautiful women’s movements are like a frightening crane, their hair, their eyebrows, their eyes, their lips, their skin, their neck, their waist, their feet are everywhere in the painting, their beauty can be in poetry and can Entering the painting, you can enter the wine, you can enter the dream."

Yang Ling didn’t expect this talented man to talk about women in different ways. Wen Zhengming is also a master of painting. He has an extraordinary understanding of painting, and he can best understand the meaning of Tang Bohu’s words. Character drawing skills are also highly respected.

At this time, he saw Yang Ling in high spirits and felt like a fellow in his heart, so he said to Yang Ling enthusiastically: "Young Master Yang wait a minute, there is a wonderful painting that Ziwei just painted last night on the painting boat. Wait for me to fetch it!"

Tang Bohu is suave and suave. Although he married Lian'er's girlfriend Shen Jiuniang as his wife, she still often stays in the brothel. These girls love her talents and never ask him for money for the night, this Lian'er The girl is also his admirer.

She has big eyes and red lips, and her skin is as white as fat. She is also a beauty, but today Tang Bohu was full of praise when he saw Gao Wenxin. Lian'er consciously stood by her side, pouting her mouth. Er was a little unpleasant. At this time, Wen Zhengming said that she would take a picture painted last night. Although she was angry, she couldn't help her pretty face blushing and stared at him fiercely, seeming a little shy. .

Wen Zhengming hurried back to the painting boat and fetched a scroll. He returned to the pavilion and just tore the scroll in half. A gust of wind almost broke the painting. Wen Zhengming pulled Tang Bohu up and said, "Brother Ziwei, stop for a while, let Young Master Yang see the *picture you drew yesterday."

After Wen Zhengming finished speaking, he grabbed the drawing board in Tang Bohu's hand, opened the scroll in his hand and clamped it on the board. Yang Ling saw that the picture was not black and white, but it was painted with paint. The picture was a plump and moving nude. Beauty, she half-kneeled on the collapse, with a section of red silk on her waist, with one hand covering her shame, her slender waist was slightly collapsed, her delicate eyes turned, and her expression was vaguely like that girl Lian'er.

Behind, a man leaned behind her buttocks in a form of entanglement. There are two lines of small characters: "Half a curtain of breeze, a bright moon, half ashamed and half shirking, but looking back and reminding you to be lighter, not more than ordinary waves* ', this picture is actually a charming **** picture.

Yang Ling has never heard of the great talent Tang Bohu painting an **** palace. He stared at the picture dumbfounded, pointed to the picture and said, "This... is this painted by Brother Tang?"

Wen Zhengming smiled and said: "Exactly, the brushes are exquisite and the characters are vivid. The erotica painted by Brother Tang is no less than a hundred. I like this one the most. I have already asked him. I see each other with Young Master Yang. If you like it , How about I forward it to you?"

Yang Ling laughed dryly and said: "Uh...Does the Jiangnan first talent paint this kind of painting? Haha, this is beyond my expectation."

Xu Zhenqing laughed and said: "Listening to the accent of Young Master Yang, I think it’s from the North and I don’t know the southern atmosphere. It’s nothing to paint this picture. In fact, many ladies also copy and copy this **** painting, but it’s from Brother Ziwei. These are all treasures, and there is a lot of contention in the world."

Tang Bohu seemed to be extremely satisfied with this painting. He took the drawing board and gently stroked the painting with a smile: "It's not only in the south, even near the capital city, and most of Tianjin Wei's handy women are good at this. Dao, not only does it usually paint, but also paints this **** painting for sale at the market at the end of the year. The local name is "Nuchunchun. Young Master Yang is from the north, don't you know this?"

Gao Wenxin sat on the bar of the small pavilion according to Tang Bohu's instructions, staring sideways at the smoke waves of Taihu Lake, and let him paint. After sitting for a long time, she felt a little pain in her shoulders and neck. When she turned around, she was about to move her body. Suddenly, she saw Yang Ling and the scholars pointing at the drawing board. Wu Jiyuan and Mo Qinghe were also leaning behind the crowd. Watching from tiptoe, the portrait has been completed.

She stood up happily, walked over and asked happily: "Young Master Tang has finished painting yet?"

Gao Wenxin asked about it~IndoMTL.com~ I looked down at the painting. Although I looked in the opposite direction, she recognized what the painting roughly painted at a glance, and her pretty face changed suddenly. The snow-white, as if the blood color was taken out all of a sudden, but then suddenly turned red, and the whole body trembled.

She never thought that this person actually painted such a picture based on her appearance. Gao Wenxin was dizzy with anger. She didn't even want to raise her hand. The "slap" was a slap, cruel. He slapped Tang Bohu's face harshly and cursed: "You are shameless!"

Gao Wenxin finished speaking, two lines of tears couldn't help but roll down. What made her most embarrassed and distressed was that not only was Yang Ling not annoyed, it actually... actually pointed at the portrait with other people. If he really likes himself and regards himself as his woman, would he treat himself this way and let himself be abused?

Gao Wenxin felt heartbroken when she thought of this. She covered her face with her hands, turned and rushed towards the lake.

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