a little painter

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"You two, don't argue. Since these paintings have already been ordered by Mr. Luo, we naturally can't be loved by others. In the evening, we will invite Mr. Luo to bring the paintings to the Hualou for a gathering, so that the little girl can also pay their respects." "Fan" After she finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Qian Su, who had something to say, then turned around and left with the help of the maid on the sedan chair.

In the sedan chair, the corners of Tao Yuran's eyebrows raised, revealing a meaningful smile. Mr. Luo was only concerned with poetry and painting earlier, so he was easily blinded by simple things, but she did see clearly that the ink on the paper was obviously new. It won't be around for half a day, and this little painter is still evading why he has never met his master, so who made this painting, this little painter should have a close relationship with that Chu Chu.

She has read these two peach blossom poems before and after, and she is also yearning for the conception in the poems. She is as curious about this Chu Chu as Luo Zhen, so tomorrow they just need to wait for a rabbit, or this Chu Chu is in the small In the painter's family, either... Whether it is true or not, you will know tomorrow.

Now that Tao Yuran has said so, the minds of these big men can't be inferior to a woman's, not to mention that Qian Su has always obeyed Miss Tao, since he left without saying anything, no one else dared to say more.

Luo Zhen took out 25 taels of silver and handed it to Chu Chu. On the way back to the house, she kept thinking about it. Miss Tao asked him to go to Hualou to have a talk at night, as if she had something to say to him, thinking of Miss Tao's slightly deep meaning when she left The look in his eyes might have something to do with the little painter, or with the little painter's master Chu Chu. Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to tell the bearers to turn around and go in the direction of Hualou.

Li Feng made fun of himself, he glanced at Chu Hui with high self-esteem, flicked his sleeves, and left behind Luo Zhen, he must have a good talk with Miss Tao and the others when he comes to Hualou tonight, so that They recognized this greedy little painter.

Chu Hui looked at the money in her hand, although she didn't sell it for a high price, but for her before, it was another huge sum of money in her pocket. There were many shops on both sides of the street, and everything was pleasing to the eye, and she hummed a ditty Son, happily set foot on the way home.

For some reason, Chu Hui always felt that she was looking forward to it more than before. She wanted to go back earlier and see Liu Ziqing earlier. This kind of feeling has not been experienced for many years, and there are some strange touches, as if she had been like this in her dream Looking forward to seeing such a person, who is it?

She was used to touching her bosom but caught nothing. This is a little habit she developed a long time ago. Whenever she encounters something she doesn't understand, she wants to take out that pocket watch to have a look, but her pocket watch When I rented the yard, I pawned it, and it was still dead.I let go of it with some regrets, and I was inexplicably worried about gains and losses.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Chu Hui stopped. Although he knew that he was delusional, he couldn't help but imagine that when he opened the door, he would see someone waiting for him to come back. The only thing she could feel had anything to do with belonging.

Chu Hui walked into the gate of the courtyard, and saw the figure of a woman holding a scroll reflected on the window under the dim candlelight. She couldn't help but murmured praise in her heart, Ziqing's shadow was so beautiful.

She put away the bought meals in the kitchen first, and then returned to the room, and said to the person sitting at the desk: "Ziqing, I'm back."

The superfluous words rang in the ears, which made people feel a little naive and funny, and couldn't help but soften their hearts quietly. Liu Zi raised his head lightly, his eyebrows stretched, and he looked at Chu Hui gently: "Brother Chu is back."

Chu Hui consciously took out the 25 taels of silver from his bosom, and his words became more confident: "Ziqing, this is for today, you keep it well, there is still a lot of five taels of silver left from yesterday, you and your aunt will be together later." Don't do so much embroidery work, just read at home when you have nothing to do." Seeing you reading a book made me very happy, but she didn't say the following sentence.

Liu Zi bit her lip secretly, then took the money with a calm face and put it in the desk drawer: "Okay, brother Chu has worked hard."

"It's not hard. Today is going well. I'll cook first." After Chu Hui finished speaking, she turned around and was about to go to the kitchen. At this time, there was a knock on the door in the yard. She opened the door suspiciously. Yao.

"Brother Chu, this rabbit is for you. Will you go hunting in the mountains tomorrow, sister... my sister has prepared food for you." Zhou Yao reluctantly told his sister's words, and he looked at it with some resistance and defensiveness. She glanced at Chu back, afraid that he would respond, and always felt that her sister was going to be snatched away by this useless scholar.

Fortunately, Chu Hui was afraid. She didn't want to come back to such an unpleasant hunting trip. Maybe she could go to the mountains to see flowers in spring, so let's forget it for now.

After politely rejecting Zhou Yao, Chu Hui looked at the cheerful figure of the young man with a blank expression on his face. Is this inviting her? Why does he feel that he has been rejected? Is it necessary for the child to be so happy when he doesn't listen to her.

Chapter 9

In Hualou, Jiuqu County, in a private room upstairs, Luo Zhen waved his hand lightly and dismissed the servants. He glanced at Qian Su who was standing behind Miss Tao like a door god. He lowered his eyes, ignoring the uncomfortable look. : "Miss Tao might as well just talk if you have something to say."

Tao Yuran turned around and pointed to the drawing paper: "Young Master Luo, take a closer look, the ink is still new."

Luo Zhen is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart. After being reminded by Tao Yuran, he reacted, and he also had an unreliable guess in his mind: "But, there is only a mother and daughter in the little painter's house, and he has never seen anyone else."

"Then this Chu Chu should be one of the mother and daughter, or else she should have a very close relationship with the little painter, maybe..." Halfway through the conversation, the two looked at each other, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Qian Su, who was at the side, saw the exchange of eyebrows between the two, and said bitterly: "Miss Tao, why bother, I'll send someone to surround the little painter's house, and I'm afraid I won't find the painter."

"What Mr. Qian said is true, the little painter relied on a few lines of poems to toast and refused to eat or drink fine wine, he should be given some color," Li Feng chimed in.

Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the two of them, and said unhurriedly: "A gentleman treats people with courtesy, let alone how the paintings are, just for these two poems, brother Li and brother Qian can compare "

"You... who said that I can't compare, and besides, you only care about talking about others, but yourself?" Qian Su stared at Luo Zhen with contempt. If he has the ability to talk about others, he has some ability.

"Luo knows better than himself"

The faint words made Qian Su block up what he wanted to say in his chest, Luo Zhen was so annoying.

"It's not as good as a little girl. Tomorrow, please trouble Master Luo to take me to the little painter's house for a visit or two. Maybe I can find the answer we want." Tao Yuran glanced back at Qian Su to make him stop, and then said his own plan to come.

"Very good, Luo has this intention." After Luo Zhen finished speaking, he left, gave Li Feng a look, and asked him to go out together. This person became more and more uninterested.

In the room, Tao Yuran poured a cup of tea in his spare time, took a few sips, and put down the cup: "What? Master Qian wants to stay with the little girl?"