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Jin'er thoughtfully followed behind and walked down together.

When he walked into the courtyard, Jin'er stared at the scroll in Gu Ming's hand, and smiled mischievously: "Young Master Gu, are you sending another painting to my lady?"

"This...cough, Miss Luo, take a look at this painting first."

Gu Ming walked to the stone table and slowly unfolded the painting.

As soon as it unfolded, Jin'er couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously grabbed the sleeve of the young lady and stepped back...

murderous look!

The whole painting is full of murderous, domineering, and heroic spirit!

The scene in the painting is a general in armor riding a horse, brandishing a spear and charging to kill the enemy.

The face cannot be seen clearly, because the head is also wearing armor, and it is in profile.

There is also a poem inscribed in the picture scroll: Liuma has newly crossed a white jade saddle, and the moonlight is cold on the battlefield after the battle.The sound of the iron drum at the top of the city is still vibrating, and the blood of the golden knife in the box is still wet.

From the looks of the whole painting, it gives people a sense of solemnity and excitement.

Although you can't see the general's face in the painting clearly, it's just a faintly visible corner of his eye, but it can make people feel the indomitable, invincible and invincible heroic spirit.

And the horse he was riding was painted so superbly that it felt like it was about to come out...

"What kind of painting is this? I was shocked..."

Jin'er patted her chest in fear.

"This...is this what you drew?"

Looking at the inscription and seal on the painting, Luo Yan was a little surprised.

Compared with Gu Ming's previous level, this painting has already made a qualitative leap. After all, his painting skills have also been upgraded to level 5. Coupled with that poem, it will bring the level of this painting to a higher level. .

"Of course I painted it."

Gu Ming smiled and nodded.

"Then...then this painting...wasn't for me? Could it be for my grandfather?"

Luo Yan is worthy of being the most talented woman in the capital, and she guessed Gu Ming's intention in no time.

"Yes, Lord Yasukuni has made great military exploits for our Great Yan Dynasty, so I want to express a little heart.

But Miss Luo, I also have a gift for you..."

As soon as Gu Ming thought about it, a copy of "Hua Jian Ji" appeared in his hand.

This Hua Jian Ji is different from the ones sold outside. The cover and title page were designed and drawn by Gu Ming himself, written by himself, and bound by himself. There are only eight bound volumes in total, each with a different style.

For example, it was given to Nie Xiaoqian. The cover pictured a pair of mandarin ducks, and the poem inscribed was naturally a poem about love and affection.

For Luo Yan, the cover is a blooming green lotus, accompanied by a poem:

"Sparkling lotus blooms, and the pavilion emerges from the water. A solitary stem attracts green, and the two shadows share red. The color wins the song, the fragrance dances around the clothes.

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Chapter 242 Mrs. Luo is going to catch a current one

"What a beautiful painting, what a beautiful poem..."

Jin'er looked at the volume of "Hua Jian Ji" with envy.

In fact, before Gu Ming returned to Beijing, this volume of "Hua Jian Ji" was already on sale in the capital and several major cities in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sales momentum can be described as booming...

Luo Yan immediately sent someone to buy two volumes.

However, this volume is different, it is equivalent to a private custom-made edition, both in value and meaning are different.

"Thank you sir!"

Luo Yan accepted this special gift with joy, and thanked her with light lips.

Gu Ming smiled and waved his hands: "There is no need to say thank you between you and me!"

"Wow!"

Jin'er originally wanted to say something emotional, but her little brain couldn't think of any appropriate words for the occasion, or rather, she thought of it but felt embarrassed to say it, and finally condensed it into one word.

Holding the collection of poems in her hands, Luo Yan said softly, "My lord, actually... I also have a gift for you."

Gu Ming was stunned: "Oh? What kind of gift?"

Luo Yan didn't answer directly, but turned her head and said: "Jin'er, you wait below... Young Master, please follow me upstairs."

"This……"

Gu Ming subconsciously looked around.

After all, this is Miss Building, and the upstairs is Luo Yan's boudoir.

At this time, Luo Yan had already lightly moved her lotus steps towards the stairs.

"My lord, don't be dumbfounded..."

Seeing that Gu Ming didn't move, Jin'er couldn't help urging her.

"That...well..."

In fact, Gu Ming was worried that Master Luo or Mrs. Luo would suddenly appear as soon as he set foot on the young lady's building... How embarrassing would he be if he was mistaken for a disciple?

When he reached the door of Luo Yan's boudoir, Gu Ming hesitated for a moment, but finally followed her in.

The room is large, but it is not empty. Tables, tables, tables, stools, beds, dressing tables, screens, bookshelves... All kinds of furniture are well arranged, and the layout is exquisite and elegant, which is pleasing to the eye.

Wisps of fragrance strike, people have a feeling of being in the flowers, a little intoxicated.

"Sir, please sit down!"

Luo Yan led Gu Ming to sit at the table, and picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea.

"Thank you!"

Gu Ming took the teacup and subconsciously thanked him.

Luo Yan smiled: "You said that there is no need to say thanks between you and me."

"Ha, yes!"

After chatting for a while, Luo Yan just went to the bookshelf to take out a scroll of paintings and walked over.

"Miss Luo, is this a painting you drew?"

Gu Ming reached out to take the scroll and asked subconsciously.

Luo Yan shook her head: "I didn't draw it."

"Oh...then let me take a look..."

In Gu Ming's mind, if it wasn't drawn by Luo Yan herself, it might be a famous painting, or a painting by a famous artist.

After all, with her identity and the relationship between the two, she couldn't just give an ordinary scroll as a gift.

"This……"

As a result, after unfolding the scroll, Gu Ming had a strange expression on his face.

Because the picture scroll is empty, not to mention the picture, there is not even a word, it is clearly a blank piece of paper.

But the strange thing is that it gave Gu Ming an unspeakable feeling.

He could sense that there was a mysterious power in this seemingly ordinary drawing paper.

Seeing Gu Ming's surprised expression, Luo Yan couldn't help asking: "What did you see?"

"I..." Gu Ming hesitated for a moment, and finally said the truth: "I didn't see anything, it was just a blank drawing paper."

Hearing this, Luo Yan smiled, and picked up the teapot with her delicate hands... Before Gu Ming could recover, the tea in the pot had already spilled onto the drawing paper.

It wasn't until this moment that Gu Ming knew that this was definitely not an ordinary drawing paper.

Because the tea splashed on it, it disappeared in an instant without leaving a trace.

"Young master, try tearing the drawing paper again."

"Talking?"

Gu Ming blinked.

Luo Yan smiled and said: "Well, don't worry, try with all your strength."

All out?

Gu Ming subconsciously glanced at the drawing paper... You know, with his current strength, even a piece of iron can be easily torn apart by tearing it with all his strength.

The legendary throwing tigers and leopards with bare hands is simply a piece of cake for him.

But since Luo Yan said that, it means that there must be something special about this piece of drawing paper.

So, Gu Ming picked up the drawing paper with the mentality of trying, and tested it first by pinching the corner... The result surprised him.

It's not that this piece of paper is so solid, but that his strength disappeared like a sea of ​​mud in an instant.

Tried again, still the same.

No matter how hard he tried, the drawing paper was like air in his hands, and there was nowhere to put his strength.In other words, it's a bit like throwing a fist at a bottomless cliff, in vain and in vain.

"This, could it be a special magic weapon?"

Gu Ming finally had a vague guess, looked up at Luo Yan and asked.

"Well, that's right... Young Master put it away first, and when you can see the content of the painting later, you will understand its magical function."

"The content of the painting? What exactly is on the painting?"

Luo Yan shook her head: "I don't know what to say. The content of the painting depends on the master's original intention and future realm. In short, the son must cherish it carefully and never lose it."

"Ok!"

Gu Ming nodded with a serious face.

Although there were still many doubts in his heart, he knew that if he continued to ask, there would be no answer.

Because there is a silent understanding between him and Luo Yan.

The reason why Luo Yan didn't tell him was probably because she couldn't explain it clearly, or maybe there were some secrets that couldn't be revealed in advance.

After chatting for a few more words, Mrs. Luo's voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Yan'er, Yan'er..."

"Mother, what's the matter..."

Luo Yan walked out in response.

As soon as he showed up, he saw Jin Er desperately winking at her like an ant on a hot nest below.

"Who's up there?"

In fact, it is impossible for Mrs. Luo not to know who is up there. After all, Gu Ming didn't come here secretly, but was led in by the guards.

This is called knowing what to ask.

It was precisely because she knew who it was that Mrs. Luo was anxious.

It would be fine if Gu Ming didn't get married, but at worst, marrying his daughter to him would be...

The key point is that Gu Ming is married now, the granddaughter of Duke Yasukuni, she can't be a concubine for someone, right?

This lonely man and widow ran upstairs, and even entered his daughter's boudoir... If the two sides couldn't control it for a while, what would happen... Mrs. Luo couldn't imagine the consequences.

In other words, if she was able to control her emotions a little bit, if it was her husband's violent temper, he might have killed him with a knife.

Luo Yan blinked her eyes, and said with an innocent face: "No one is up there? Just my daughter."

"Damn girl dare to quibble..."

Mrs. Luo looked ashamed, but she was relieved to see that her daughter's clothes were neat and her hair didn't look messy.

"Meet Mrs. Luo!"

Just as Mrs. Luo was about to go upstairs to catch the current one, Gu Ming's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Sir?"

Jin'er seems to have seen a ghost...