Husband Xie An

The silly white sweet Lin Abao who thought he was making a lot of money was abducted step by step by Xie An into the bowl. Knowing his son is like a father. Counting money, not to mention Xie Anshi, who is kind and thoughtful.So what if the style of a gentleman is famous in the Eastern Jin Dynasty?There is no difference from ordinary people in liking the sweetheart, the difference is that the means of a gentleman are more subtle and thoughtful than ordinary people.

When it was time for Lin Abao to have dinner, Xie An sealed off the yard and told people not to touch a single thing in it, and led them through several rockeries and up the steps to an attic.The attic is located in the middle of the courtyard, and you can see the whole courtyard in front of your eyes, but when you look up, you can see the sky full of sunset glow, like gauze and fog, beautiful and magnificent.

"so beautiful!"

When Lin Abao was amazed, there were servants filing in to bring food, and the Sifang table set up six dishes, one soup and one snack. It was not luxurious but delicate and exquisite, and the seductive Lin Abao's gluttons immediately came up.

"Xiao Langjun eats at the same table as me, do you mind?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind, as long as Uncle Xie doesn't dislike me."

"That's good. Don't be restrained, try it to suit your taste." Although we had dinner together during the two days of appreciating the painting, we still ate at separate tables, and this was the first time we ate at the same table.For the Eastern Jin Dynasty who paid attention to Zhou etiquette, it was extremely rude to eat at the same table, unless they were very close people.Such as husband and wife.

When the morning sun sets over the mountain, the courtyard is lit up with yellow lights one after another, and the last ray of light makes the whole courtyard extraordinarily beautiful.A servant came to remove the bowls and chopsticks and replaced them with tea sets and melons. Xie An picked out a piece of melon for Lin Abao with a wooden stick.

"Zhuangzi's new melon. Try it, but it's cold, you can only eat three pieces."

There were only seven or eight yuan in the palm-sized plate. Lin Abao took the wooden sticks with both hands, wondering: "There are melons in this season?"

"It's from Hot Spring Zhuangzi."

It was a temporary decision to stay in the courtyard, but Xie An did the best he could, which showed his intentions.It's a pity that Lin Abao is so stupid and sweet, he didn't think about the articles in it at all, he just thought that this was the normal state of the ancients, and secretly thought that the ancients really enjoyed it!If Xie An had the ability to read minds, he would probably be so depressed that he vomited blood. He chose the person himself, and his IQ is flawed. This life may be over.

The cool breeze picked up at night, Xie An urged Lin Abao to go to rest, watched the person sleep and arranged for the night watchman, and came over early the next morning to dig him up from the bed. After breakfast, I sent people to the cherry blossom yard.

Lin Abao was serious about painting, and Xie An stood by with a book, and put down the book from time to time to help wash the paintbrush, but within half an hour, someone came to invite him in a hurry.

Waved his hands to let the people back, Xie An said to the suspicious Lin Abao, "I have something to go out, and I will pick you up to Jiankang in two hours."

Lin Abao was wishing that he would go away so that he could paint with peace of mind, so he kept nodding his head: "Uncle Xie Shi doesn't care about me, I can go back by myself after I finish painting."

"Do you know the way?"

"I don't think someone always does."

This is too bad. Xie An laughed speechlessly, raised his hand to help him brush his temples and made a final decision: "Wait for me here. If you need anything, just ask others, don't wrong yourself. I will come back as soon as possible."

Lin Abao, who has a soft personality, didn't realize that there was something wrong with Xie An's tone of explaining his whereabouts. He watched people leave and then devoted himself to the painting. Since he didn't even know when Xie An would return, he only knew After finishing the painting, the leisurely and elegant gentleman stood aside as if he had never left, without disturbing or showing any sense of presence, and stood quietly aside.

Lin Abao blinked, inexplicably surprised: "Why did you come back? Why didn't I know?"

"I went back for less than a quarter of an hour, and saw that you were serious about painting, so I didn't bother you. But is the painting finished?" Xie An looked at it with his hands tied, and the scenes that had been framed by his hands had all been moved onto the drawing paper. Cherry blossom petals fall like rain, some float to the water and flow with the waves, some float to the edge of the grass to embellish unknown grasses, and the unknown trees on the white wall at the end not far away protrude from the tip of the branches, the whole painting pattern It's not big, even though it's not big, but it makes people happy just looking at it.

"Very good." This was Xie An's very pertinent approval.

Lin Abao scratched his face, smiling a little embarrassedly.

Xie An didn't have time to stop him, so he had to wave his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You don't even know you have paint on your hands? Don't move. You will only get more and more if you don't see it." Twist the handkerchief to signal Lin Abao to look up.

Lin Abao was flattered: "I'll do it myself."

"Let me do it. You can't see it. If the paint stays for a long time, it may damage the skin." He raised Lin Abao's chin with one hand, and carefully wiped the paint with a handkerchief. "Just say it hurts, don't bear it."

Mr. Xie's breathing was right next to his ears. Lin Abao froze. He couldn't tell whether he was afraid of being teased by Mr. Xie. After changing the water and wiping, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The ear was a little hot and subconsciously wanted to touch it, but fortunately Xie An's sharp hand was about to grab it, and he laughed: "Why don't you have a long memory?" He said, pulling his hand into the water, and scrubbing the pulp of each finger by himself.

With sensitive fingertips, Lin Abao twisted his hands itchyly, and said disapprovingly, "Actually, it's just a little paint, just wash it off casually." A painter who hasn't dyed some paint on his hands?

"Cinnabar is also a pigment, but it is extremely poisonous. You have been exposed to more pigments than ordinary people all year round, so don't be careless."

The handsome and elegant nobleman lowered his eyes and carefully washed off the paint on his fingertips, just like that time when he rubbed his tendons. No one would have thought that a top man in history would condescend to rub his tendons for someone else, or his hamstrings!Thinking of this, Lin Abao's whole body is going to get hot. I don't know if it's from fear or shame.

After rubbing the ten fingers of paint clean, he twisted the handkerchief to dry it naturally. Xie An seemed to be worried and moved closer: "Why is your face so red? But it's hot?"

Thank you, sir, this is a foul!Lin Abao complained in his heart, and stammered: "Yes, a little bit."

Lin Abao didn't dare to look into Xie An's eyes, so he naturally missed the unconcealable smile on his half-closed eyelids. "It's early summer soon, it's getting hotter."

The painting was not completely dry yet, Xie An asked someone to take a gauze cover, and at this time, the two of them finished their lunch, rested for a quarter of an hour, and then returned to Cheng Jiankang. They had to send them all back to the Lin Mansion, and declined Mrs. Ji's invitation to drink tea in the mansion. It is suggested that Xie An take the painting and go straight to his friend's house.

Seeing his friend coming with paintings again, Gu Kaizhi said sourly: "I don't understand, why do you, a non-painter, collect so many famous paintings? You can't eat or sleep, so you can sell them for money?"

Keep seducing your sweetheart.This is too embarrassing, the gentleman of Fengshen Xiuche coughed dryly, handed the painting to his friend, and told him: "Be careful. This painting is rare, and I only borrowed it for a few days."

It was the first time that a friend's famous painting was put into a box, but it was the first time that he specially told him to be careful. Gu Kai was overwhelmed, and couldn't help but wiped his hands with a handkerchief before opening the scroll.As soon as I entered the eyes, the pink color of the cherry blossoms made me very happy. Gu Kaizhi is no stranger to the unknown flower tree in the suburbs of Jiankang. The pink petals full of branches are really amazing. This is the first time for Gu Kaizhi to meet someone who can paint the color of the pink petals so realistically.Thinking of the recent rumors about Jiankang, Gu Kaizhi raised his eyes: "Is this the painting by the amazingly talented young gentleman from Jiankang? Look at the color, but it was done recently?"

"It was completed before noon."

Gu Kaizhi was surprised, and then shook his head: "It's done before noon, so you don't have to worry about getting dizzy." Then he took the bookshelf and hung it up, appreciating it inch by inch, and praised: "It's really amazing to have such painting skills at such an age. In vain of the name of 'stunning talent and beauty', but the color toning is more amazing than his painting skills. As far as I know, there is no other person in the world who can make this color."

Gu Kaizhi, who is known as the "Painter Saint", admits that the color palette is not as good as that of Lin Abao. If this comment gets out, Lin Abao may not be brought to the limelight, and Mu Xiuyu will be destroyed by Lin Feng, but Xie An is not afraid at all.Because he can protect it.

"Is it only coloring?"

The friend's tone made Gu Kaizhi tease: "This is not your Xie Jialanyu, why are you so caring?" Seeing that the friend didn't comment, Gu Kaizhi turned around and fetched another painting when he saw that his friend didn't comment. Mainly, even the viewing angles are the same, but the artistic conception is completely opposite. "I drew this two years ago. Although the color palette is not as stunning as Mr. Xiaolang, what do you think of it?"

The two paintings are of falling cherry blossoms. Lin Abao's falling cherry blossoms are as beautiful as a fairyland, with layers of dazzling brilliance, full of vitality, and it is amazing to look at; while Gu Kaizhi's falling cherry blossoms are so beautiful that they are a harbinger of decay. , petals that have been ground into mud, and green grass that has turned yellow. The spring breeze in Lin Abao's paintings moistens things silently, while the spring breeze in Gu Kaizhi's paintings is cruel and ruthless.Is the former beautiful?is beautiful.Is the latter beautiful?It is also beautiful, but the desolate beauty of the latter is more profound than the former, as if the plot of happy everyone is forgotten after seeing it, while the plot of tragic and sad is often unforgettable.

However, the former is more valuable than the latter.Because the former gives the viewer a room for imagination, and it is the hope for the cherry blossoms to reach a higher level!To make a simple analogy, if the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the score is [-] points, then Gu Kaizhi's painting is [-] points, but Lin Abao's painting is only [-] points, and the remaining [-] point is for the artist to imagine.

Gu Kaizhi looked at Lin Abao's painting and took the title, pondering: "'Cherry Blossom'? The name is so unique. It's a pity. When this flower blooms into rain, it is the time when this flower decays."

This is the difference in vision caused by human nature. What Gu Kaizhi sees is the decline after the ultimate show-off, but what Lin Abao sees is the hope after the show-off.

"Decline is just a season of reincarnation, why do you need to be sad?"

Gu Kaizhi opened his mouth, Xie An interrupted him: "I'm not here today to argue with you. I need you to write a letter of recommendation for going to the Imperial Academy. The recommender is the artist of this painting, Lin Abao."

Hearing this, Gu Kaizhi rolled his eyes: "Do you think Taixue is such a nameless private school? You can get into it just by writing a letter of recommendation?"

Xie An stood with his arms tied: "Don't worry about the others, just write."

Speaking of which, Gu Kaizhi had no choice but to write, he bent over his desk and stamped his own seal, sealed it in an envelope and handed it to his friend: "If it doesn't work, then don't blame me. Although my senior brother loves talents, as the head of the Taixue Mountain, There's always something to worry about."

"I have my own way." The recommendation letter is only the last step of the 99 steps, and he has his own way to make Taixue unable to refuse.

Xie An's attitude made Gu Kaizhi suspicious: "Even if the young man of the Lin family is amazingly talented, why do you need to work hard for you, Xie Anshi, to be so tireless?" Gu Kaizhi became more curious when his friend didn't answer, and stroked the beautiful beard that he had deliberately built up: " I heard that Mr. Lin Xiaolang is not only stunningly talented, but also has a first-class appearance? How does it compare with your family's young and Wang family's boy? When will you bring someone over to show me?"

Xie An received the letter, turned around and left: "It depends on my mood."

Gu Kaizhi, who was so angry with the look of throwing it away after using it, was so angry that he felt something in his heart when he saw the easel with only one painting left, he beat his chest and stamped his feet and cursed: "Make a bad friend by mistake! Cross the river and tear down the bridge! You can leave the painting behind! "

It's only been a few days since the painting was borrowed, how would Xie An be willing to keep the painting?I still feel too little!

The author has something to say: Brothers Lin Lang and Lin Shuo: Hey!Eh!Eh!You idiot brother, grow up!