Farming and reading lady

Originally, Gu Xixian was going to take the ancestors back to the old house. Anyway, she and her brother were the only two owners of the old house, and there were many empty rooms. But after they left the house, Gu Teng took her to another place.

Gu Xixian didn't ask why. As the youngest among them, she had no choice but to follow. Gu Teng liked the little girl's self-awareness. She became the head of the family at a young age, but she didn't lose her way. Instead, her mind was extremely clear and she handled things in an orderly manner. When faced with the huge amount of money, she was only happy for a short while. At an age when curiosity was at its peak, she was able to remain calm, not saying or asking questions, but her eyes did not relax. He should be sure that the little girl must have engraved all the surrounding scenery in her heart.

Gu Teng brought them to a real imperial city. Gu Xixian has lived in Beijing for many years. Although she has been to all the streets and alleys in Beijing, she has carefully learned about every shop in Beijing. However, she never knew that there was such a special shop not far from the palace gate. She has been in and out of the palace gate several times, and she always goes in and out from this entrance, but she has no impression of this shop standing at the palace gate. But looking at the half-worn shop curtain, you can tell that it has been around for many years. This really aroused her curiosity. You know, she is not as meticulous as a hair, but she is definitely not the kind of person who is careless. So, why didn't she find it?

Opening the door curtain of the shop, rows of cabinets of different sizes came into view. In the square grids, paintings of various famous artists were placed in various postures. It can be seen that the owner is very ingenious, because the placement of the paintings complements each other. Gu Teng led a group of people straight into the innermost part. Behind the counter, an old shopkeeper who was about the same age as Gu Yi and also had a wrinkled face was wiping a small and exquisite porcelain bowl with his head down, and a young boy next to him was yawning. Seeing Gu Teng, the old shopkeeper was very excited, lifted the hem of his robe and was about to kneel down: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Gu Teng smiled and held him up: "Bring the young master here to introduce herself to the family. From now on, seeing the master is like seeing an old man. She can use anything in the shop as she pleases."

He turned his head and said to Gu Xixian, "Girl, this is also your great-uncle. If you need any rare copy of a famous painting, you can come and find him."

A trace of surprise flashed across the face of the old shopkeeper. He had heard about the young master's affairs and had even secretly visited him, but he did not expect that this young master could even deal with the old ancestor. It can be seen that his mind and means are extraordinary. He immediately became more serious. After nodding to the other Gu family members, he respectfully saluted to Gu Xixian: "Gu Yuntong greets the head of the family."

Regardless of the age of the head of the family, clan members must treat him with courtesy.

Gu Xixian quickly bowed slightly in return, "There are no outsiders here, great uncle, there is no need to be polite, just treat me as an ordinary junior."

"Girl, I heard that you and your sister have a second-rank teacher who treats you like his own children. Come and see if there is anything here that is suitable as a gift for him." Gu Teng said, making a circle with his hand.

Gu Xixian then carefully looked at the things inside, then she rubbed her eyes, and rubbed her eyes again, she opened her mouth wide and pointed at a framed painting in a certain compartment, and asked with some stammering: "Great-uncle, that...that painting, how, how come it is here?"

Gu Yuntong looked over and explained to her, "This is a famous artist who has emerged in recent years. His paintings have a unique style and harmonious colors, and are quite popular among people in Beijing. This painting "Harmony of Strings" is a top-notch colored painting. It was bought by one of your brothers. How come the master has seen it?"

Gu Xixian laughed, feeling a little proud in her heart. It turned out that she could become a famous artist. In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of painting her own paintings and selling them herself in the future, she decided to take off her vest a little: "This painting was painted by me."

Everyone was stunned. Gu Yuntong scratched his ears, suspecting that there was something wrong with them. "What did the master say just now? Can you say it again?"

"I drew this picture." Gu Xixian pursed his lips helplessly. So, age is always a double-edged arrow. It can make you pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but it can also make the trust level plummet.

"Isn't it said that Mr. Xianqing is an old man?" Lian Gudi couldn't help but blurt out and ask. He didn't have the leisure time, but paying attention to every special person was also their basic ability.

Gu Xixian shrugged: "I don't know how everyone guessed, anyway, I'm not an old man."

"Did you really draw this?" Gu Yuntong didn't believe it. It would take decades to develop such a skill.

Gu Xixian stopped talking. You see, no one believed her when she told the truth. So, don’t say that she wore her vest tightly. That was people’s preconceived notion that was wrong.

"How about drawing one on the spot for them to see?" Gu Teng was also surprised and couldn't believe it, but looking at the little girl's obvious helpless expression, he felt that it was not impossible, so he suggested.

"Yes." I never thought that one day I would have to prove that it was me.

As soon as she finished speaking, the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were put on the table, showing how skillful Gu Yuntong was. Gu Xixian picked up the brush after a brief thought, and drew the outline, adjusted, carved, settled, adjusted the color, and colored it all in one go.

"Good!" This shout was from Gu Shaoye. If it was a painting of something else, he might not be able to see how exquisite it was, but this painting was indeed of his own garden of thorny roses. Not to mention that it was hard to tell the real color of the flower, just the beads on the petals that were about to drip, the dragonflies skimming the water like bees collecting nectar, and the butterflies playing in the flowers, made him feel as if he was standing in his own garden of thorny roses.

Gu Di's eyes almost popped out: "This, this feels like standing in my yard."

"It is indeed lifelike." Although Gu Teng was born into an Eagle Guard family, his appreciation skills are also unparalleled. Even he couldn't help but sigh that the young master of his family can indeed be called a master of painting.

Gu Xixian did not put down his pen, but wrote the poem he wrote that day in Gu Shaoye's courtyard in the upper left corner.

"What a wonderful line, 'The wild guest is unruly and has his own ambitions, standing proudly against the wind and competing for beauty', it's the highlight of the work!" This time it was said in the same ancient rhyme: "The master of the family is indeed multi-talented!"

"Haha, it's just so-so, third in the world." She was so satisfied with the painting that she blurted out this sentence and stuck out her tongue.

Gu Teng and the others didn't say much about this, but just smiled at her, with satisfaction and joy almost overflowing from their faces.

"Could the master's painting be left here?" Gu Shaotong asked.

"Sure." Gu Xixian waved her hand and agreed. She was happy that someone liked her idea. As for the money, she was a multi-millionaire now, so why would she care about this little money?