Chapter 697: Traveling Together 3
"Um, uncle. Hehehehe." Xuefeng came back to his senses, rubbed his hands and smiled. This meaning was obvious.
"Get out!" Bi Yuntao gritted his teeth and said, "Believe it or not, I will cut you!"
Xuefeng's neck shrunk and he chased away in the distance dejectedly.
Without the distracting light bulb, Bi Yuntao felt better. He put on a smile and smiled at Xue Ruyue: "Sister Xue, eat it quickly. If you don't eat it, it will melt."
Seeing that Bi Yuntao was defeated and his good deeds were easily ruined, Xue Ruyue couldn't hide her smile. Then he sent the bad guy away and continued to shamelessly flatter herself, giving him a cute smile. But he still obeyed and took the candied haws from him and ate it in small bites.
After experiencing this little episode, Xue Ruyue also let go of her reserve. When she saw some snacks, Xue Ruyue took the initiative to pay for them and invited Bi Yuntao to taste them together. Bi Yuntao didn't refuse anyone who came. Anyway, someone was treating him, so if he didn't eat, he wouldn't eat for free.
After walking for a while, Bi Yuntao saw that Xue Ruyue was in high spirits, so he took this opportunity to ask: "Sister Xue, do you know what kind of person that Aunt Zhang is?"
"Huh? Why did you suddenly ask about Nanny Zhang?" Xue Ruyue asked suspiciously.
"It's nothing." Bi Yuntao smiled shyly: "Mama Zhang is kind-hearted and she is the manager here in Hangzhou. I don't think I will have to deal with Grandma Zhang more in the future. So I want to know more about her."
"Well." Xue Ruyue was in high spirits and didn't think too much about the truth or falsehood of Bi Yuntao's words. She put her index finger against her chin, pouted, and thought for a moment: "I know it's not much, I just remember it. Since then, Nanny Zhang has been in charge of Hangzhou."
"I only know that Grandma Zhang is smart and capable, and can take care of everything in an orderly manner, no matter how big or small. She is my mother's right-hand man, and my mother has always trusted her. Speaking of which, Xue's Cloth Shop's business in Hangzhou can be done well It’s so big, and Grandma Zhang is indispensable.”
"Is Aunt Zhang so powerful?" Bi Yuntao asked in surprise.
"What's this?" Xue Ruyue seemed to have opened up her chatterbox and said non-stop: "I heard from Zhang's mother in Jinling that she once went to Hangzhou and encountered a bad person on the way. In times of crisis, it was still Zhang who Grandma stepped forward, frightened Xiao Xiao’s followers, and chased them away, thus allowing my mother to escape the disaster.”
In just a few sentences, a lot of content has been revealed. Bi Yuntao nodded and did not continue to ask further. That was enough for him.
"Sister Xue, look!" Not long after Xue Ruyue's voice fell, Bi Yuntao pointed to a small stall not far away, "It's cooking cakes!"
His voice brought back memories of the days spent with him in the wilderness, being hugged and touched by him. Those memories were still vivid in her mind, and Xue Ruyue's face suddenly turned red. Others didn't know the meaning of this cake, but she knew it. At that moment, she stamped her feet in shame, glared at him angrily, and ran away without looking back.
Bi Yuntao chuckled and hurriedly chased after him. While chasing after him, he did not forget to throw down a piece of broken silver and carry some cooking cakes.
As we walked forward, in the middle of the Su Causeway in front of us, we saw a spirited old man painting by the lake. It was nearing the end. The painting shows the vast misty waves and misty rain of the West Lake. The painting style is simple and natural, without any pretense. It is actually a "West Lake Picture of Misty and Rain".
After the old man finished the painting, he seemed to still have something to say, and wrote seven words on the misty rain picture: "Long, long, long, long -"
Phew, Bi Yuntao almost laughed out loud. This old man also came to play word puzzles. It was really interesting. Xue Ruyue frowned and said softly: "These seven words, could it be a couplet?"
When the old man was painting, there were already several people watching around him. From the looks of it, they were all gentle scholars. These gentlemen and scholars are not good at working in the fields, but they are all experts in reading and painting. This "Picture of Smoke and Rain in the West Lake" is calm and calm, with a hint of being out of the world. Not only is the brushwork exquisite, but the artistic conception is already enviable. To have such a artistic conception of brushwork, he must be a famous artist, but I don’t know who this old man is.
After writing the seven words, the old man threw away the small piece of paper with a smile on his face. He seemed to have known for a long time that there were people watching around him. He turned around and saw so many officials, but he was not surprised at all. He smiled and said: "You talented scholars, these seven characters are a couplet. If anyone can get it right, After writing this couplet, the old man gave him this new work of "Mist and Rain on the West Lake" as a gift."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked. This "West Lake Misty Rain Picture" is a rare masterpiece in modern times and is worth a lot of money. This old man must be a contemporary famous artist, but he has not yet left his seal. I don't know who this person is. . What surprised everyone even more was that the seven "long" characters turned out to be the first couplet, which made people even more puzzled. There are many talented men and beautiful women in West Lake, but they are all helpless when they see these seven words.
Xue Ruyue pondered for a long time and sighed softly: "I have little talent and knowledge, and I am afraid that I will have no fate with this "West Lake Misty Rain Picture"."
Bi Yuntao said strangely: "Sister Xue, although this "West Lake Misty Rain" is a good painting, it doesn't need to be praised like this."
Xue Ruyue said: "Looking at this old gentleman's brushwork and demeanor, he must be a famous artist in the world. This "West Lake Misty Rain Picture" is worthless in the eyes of people who are illiterate in calligraphy and painting, but in the eyes of those who love painting, it is worth a fortune. ah."
"Is it really worth a thousand gold?" Bi Yuntao suddenly became energetic. Although he thought that this calligraphy and painting was very precious, he did not expect it to be worth so much money. He doesn't like calligraphy and painting, and he doesn't care much about famous artists, but the money is a big temptation.
"Not worth a thousand pieces of gold!" Xue Ruyue said firmly.
Bi Yuntao smiled and said: "In that case, Sister Xue, then I will find a way to get this painting and calligraphy. If I sell it and convert it into silver, we will split it in half."
Xue Ruyue said funnyly: "If someone who loves painting hears your remarks like this, I will kick you out." Suddenly she said in surprise: "You mean, you can match this couplet?"
She knew that Bi Yuntao had always disliked poetry and the like, but she had seen his wit with her own eyes. Could it be that he really had something up his sleeve.
Bi Yuntao chuckled and said: "It's just a word puzzle, it's just child's play for me."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone looked at him angrily.
"Since you said it so lightly, why don't you come out and show it to all of us." A wise man said.
"What's so difficult about this? Just wait and see." Bi Yuntao picked up the brush that the old man put down and awkwardly sketched on the white paper.
After he finished writing, everyone looked at it together. The seven big characters falling on the white paper were the same as the first couplet. They were also "long, long, long, long".
