"Xiaocai, there is only one painting, where are the other three?" Chen Jia stopped worrying about the money issue. She changed the topic and asked about the whereabouts of the other paintings. Her curiosity was aroused, but Qin Jia didn't expect it. There is actually such a wonderful person in Feng County.
The girl Xiaocai smiled: "I only let him paint two paintings at my house, and the other one... naturally I have to leave it to my sister!"
Chen Jia was shocked and said in surprise: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. When did I, Xiaocai, deceive others? That painter is now at the gate of your Chen family's courtyard!" Xiaocai said casually.
Chen Jia frowned slightly: "Shouldn't we go to Zhenbao Pavilion?"
Xiao Cai chuckled and said: "Sister Chen, don't you understand? This painter said that only in the courtyard of the owner of the portrait can he perform his due level better. Didn't you see the painting in my portrait? A garden? Isn’t that my home’s!”
Chen Jia nodded, and for the same reason, it was natural that the artist's imaginary background could not be real. At that moment, she hurriedly left the garden with Xiao Cai and headed to the door of Chen's house. She was also a little curious in her heart, what would she do? What does it look like in the painting?
The layout of the Chen Mansion's courtyard is very complex, with criss-crossed paths and servants guarding each house. Anyone who is not familiar with it will definitely get lost. The two of them walked for about a stick of incense, and with the help of the servants, they opened the door. The main entrance of Chen Mansion.
In front of the Chen Mansion was a young man dressed as a scholar, carrying a wooden square drawing board on his back and holding some paints in his hand. This man looked ordinary, but his eyes were clear. The first impression that Chen Jia had was that he might be a bit serious. ability.
"My little lady, Chen Jia, I have kept you waiting for a long time." Chen Jia greeted her and said softly.
"It's okay, girl, you're serious."
The young man said, and under the gaze of seven or eight servants, he slowly entered the Chen Mansion accompanied by two girls, looking carefully as he walked.
Everyone saw the patrolling gaze of this person, and Chen Jia hesitated to speak, but at this moment, Xiaocai tugged on Chen Jia's sleeves, stood on tiptoes, and whispered in Chen Jia's ear: "He is looking for a suitable place. He was like this when he arrived at my house. Please ask these servants to get out of the way, so as not to disturb the painter's mood!"
Chen Jia thought the same thing. She waved her hand and called the elder servant who was headed by him, and said something in his ear. The elder servant hesitated: "Miss Third, this..."
"It's okay, don't worry," Chen Jia said with a firm tone. The latter couldn't force her to do this, and evacuated with the other servants, leaving only her, Xiao Cai, and the young painter to watch.
The courtyard buildings are well-proportioned, majestic and layered, and the interior and exterior are gorgeously painted. The young man just looked at the courtyard and walked like this without saying a word. Passing by some side rooms, some servants came to greet Chen Jia. They also had doubts in their hearts. What did the lady bring this man for?
After wandering around the Chen Mansion for a short while, the young man had not chosen a place yet and wanted to continue shopping. Chen Jia asked tentatively: "Sir, do you want to paint in the garden?"
The young man thought for a while: "Go and try it first."
So the three of them came to the garden just now. The sun was just right at this time, and the flowers inside were fragrant. It was a good time to paint. Chen Mo frowned and asked Chen Jia to sit on a stone in the garden while he paved the ground. After getting on the drawing board and painting carefully, Xiaocai acted as the mastermind. If others saw it, they would be so shocked that their jaws would drop. Is this still the lawless little witch?
Xiaocai had her own reasons for doing this. She just wanted to see how the young man painted. She was standing in the garden before and couldn't come over. Now that she has the chance, can she take a closer look?
But the young man only sketched a dozen strokes, then threw the brush away and refused to continue painting, mumbling: "No! It's completely wrong..."
Chen Jia and Xiao Cai were confused and asked cautiously: "Sir, what's wrong?"
"Miss Xiaocai, you take Miss Chen's place." When the young man spoke, he put on a brand new drawing paper. In Chen Jia's surprised eyes, he easily painted the appearance of a lively girl over a cup of tea. , there is no difference in quality from the one Xiaocai held before.
"Is this sketching, one of the top techniques in painting?" Chen Jia's eyes lit up and she stared at the young man and said.
The young man's originally indifferent face showed some interest: "Oh? Miss Chen also knows this?"
Chen Jia shook her head: "I only read about it in some classics, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today. It's really eye-opening for this little girl!"
The young man laughed: "So, does Miss Chen know the reason why she doesn't paint?"
Chen Jia thought for a while and said, "I guess it's because my husband thinks that I don't match my background? The same background may not be suitable for all people."
"Yes, this is exactly the truth." The young man nodded, and immediately put away the drawing board and brush: "I wonder if I would be lucky enough to visit Miss Chen's residence? Maybe I can find some inspiration there."
Chen Jia hesitated for a moment, after all, she was a sixteen-year-old girl, and she was somewhat embarrassed to bring a strange man to her boudoir, but her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of the elated Xiao Cai, and she gritted her teeth: "Okay! "
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The young man, Xiaocai and Chen Jia packed up again and left the garden. This time, the drawing boards and other things were carried by servants and followed behind them. Everywhere they walked, Chen Jia pointed at them. What kind of place satisfies the curiosity of young people.
Xiaocai followed contentedly, and she painted another painting. The most important thing was that she hadn't spent any money yet, so she was in a bad mood.
After walking and stopping along the way, the young man stopped in front of the largest building he had ever seen: "Miss Chen, whose mansion is this?"
Chen Jia: "This is my mother's residence."
"Can I go in and take a look?"
"If the place is too private, it will be difficult for us to enter," Chen Jia said with a look of embarrassment.
The young man smiled lightly: "Just looking."
Chen Jia thought it would be okay if she accompanied him, so she immediately agreed. In fact, the young man didn't do anything. He really went in and walked around. When he found that there was no place to paint, he shook his head and walked out.
Chen Jia breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that the young man in front of her would say that he was going to paint in her mother's room. That was really hard to explain. Fortunately, he didn't do anything embarrassing.
After leaving the big mansion, the young man turned around and entered another house that was larger than the previous one, and asked, "Is this the place where your father lives?"
Chen Jia nodded, and then he walked in, accompanied by several people. There was a living room and a study room at the side door at the back door of the main hall. There was also an old man who looked like a housekeeper. Under the command, people were cleaning the fine dust in the house. Seeing Chen Jia coming, he quickly greeted him: "Hello, Miss Third, this is..."
He recognized the fourth lady of the Li family, but he didn't recognize the young man in front of him, so he asked.
"This is the top painter of Zhenbao Pavilion. He came here to find a background to paint for me." Chen Jia quickly explained.
Uncle Lin said, "This is the study. No one except the master will enter. Even the servants who clean up the chores are not allowed in."
The implication is that you should go outside to play, not come here to paint.
"The study... what a study..." The young man suddenly murmured to himself, and said, "It's right here! Miss Xiaocai, take my drawing board!"
"Okay!" Xiaocai smiled and was about to set up a drawing board here. Lin Bo quickly stopped him: "Little brother, you can't draw here..." The young man looked at Chen Jia who looked hesitant and said: "Miss Chen Is it really not possible here? In my opinion, this is the place that best matches the girl’s temperament, and it won’t take long to paint, just give me enough time to burn the next incense!”
"Uncle Lin, can't you be accommodating?" Chen Jia was a little moved and said softly.
"This..." Lin Bo looked embarrassed: "If I punish you..."
Chen Jia: "I will be responsible for anything that happens. My father loves me the most. I just go in and walk around and don't rummage through his things at will." She explained again: "Sir, is that right?"
"If you are worried, Uncle Lin can watch from the side. What do you think, Uncle Lin?" The young man glanced at the old man beside him with a half-smile, and said.
"Okay then." Lin Bo nodded in agreement.
After receiving permission, several people quickly unfolded it. Xiao Cai set up the drawing board. The young man asked Chen Jia to take a book in the study room and pretended to read the words in it.
"Miss Chen, raise your head. Yes, don't move. Keep your eyes focused. Xiaocai, go and help her adjust her skirt...Yes, that's good..."
The young man was directing the people in the room as if it were serious business. After everything was done, he was about to start writing. Lin Bo stood not far to the right of his hand. He was also very curious about what the young man could draw. .
"It's about to start..." The young man stretched his hand and suddenly accidentally touched the paint tray on the side. Just as it was about to fall to the ground, Lin Bo, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the paint tray and handed it to the young man.
"Uncle Lin, didn't you put it on your arm?"
The young man quickly checked Lin Bo's wrist, but fortunately there was no drop on it. He breathed a sigh of relief. If he accidentally grabbed someone's wrist, his reputation would be ruined.
Lin Bo chuckled and said nothing, and the incident passed.
The young man painted very quickly. Even if he looked closely, he could not see any clues. The lines and brushes turned into graceful dragons in the young man's hands. When Lin Bo and Xiao Cai were amazed, they were filled with excitement. The color of the article has jumped out on the paper.
Live! Chen Jia came alive, this time in the painting. The lifelike texture, smart eyes, gentle temperament, and the graceful tranquility at the moment when the book page was turned over complemented the atmosphere in the room. Chen Jia herself saw this painting They all covered their mouths, she didn't expect it to be so realistic!
"This little brother is so talented, I admire you!"
Lin Bo looked down on young people at first. Can a person who can touch and scatter paint trays paint well? Unexpectedly, these few strokes actually revealed some tricks, and I couldn’t help but admire her. Xiaocai was even more impressed and praised the beauty of Sister Chen in the painting. She looked very happy.
Chen Jiazuo bowed: "Thank you sir!"
"It's just money to do things, Miao Zan." The young man put away the drawing board, and when no one was paying attention, he inadvertently dropped a jade pendant from the sleeve of his right hand and held it in his hand.
Lin Bo's eyes narrowed, but they quickly returned to normal.
"Now that the painting is finished, let's go, Uncle Lin. Let's talk to my father about this later. I'll explain to him, "The painting is the background of the study. His father will know about it sooner or later. Why not let Uncle Lin know first? Let's talk to him, and Chen Jia can go over and say some coquettish words.
She was very happy today. She got a painting that was satisfying to her. Even if she was scolded by her father, it was worth it.
The young man was the last one to come out. He put his hands behind his back, secretly exerted force at the same time, and skillfully threw the jade pendant on the table without making a sound, and then left the study. Lin Bo closed the door of the study and locked it.
"Miss Chen, Miss Xiaocai, since the deal has ended, I'll take the first step." The young man finished the painting and said goodbye to Chen Jia and Xiaocai.
"Sir, take care. I will take you to the door, little lady." Chen Jia's paintings are kept by several servants. There is nothing that can be done about them because they cannot be closed immediately after painting. Seeing that the young man was about to leave, Xiao Cai also interrupted and said that he wanted to go home. Chen Jia said goodbye together and made an appointment to go to Zhenbao Pavilion one day to express his gratitude. Then he took the painting back to his boudoir and slowly admired it. .
Lin Bo sent a few people away. His original smile disappeared in a flash, and he opened the locked door with an expressionless face. Sure enough, there were some things on the table that shouldn't be there. He took his hand and checked it. It was indeed just a piece of cake. It's an ordinary jade pendant with no tampering.
"This person took so much trouble to come to the study just to put a jade pendant?" Lin Bo was a little puzzled and played with the pure white jade pendant in his hand. He had already decided to hand it over to the master for inspection when he came back and leave the matter intact. told him.
Uncle Lin's action of sucking the jade pendant with his hand all expresses that he is a monk who has been well hidden in the Chen family! !
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"I hope that old guy can see what I did and leave it to the head of the Chen family..."
The young man had already left the Chen Mansion, carrying the drawing board all the way and walking slowly towards the Zhenbao Pavilion. Yes, this person was Chen Mo!
After snatching two hundred taels of silver from Boss Lin, he had the money to rent a better place. This Zhenbao Pavilion is a famous loft on Qinfeng Street. Just one stall is a huge amount for one day, but Chen Mo knows very well that the rich family The lady rarely visited the place where the stall was set up, so he could only move the stall there.
Matching up with Xiaocai, he took the opportunity to get close to Chen Jia. Everything was within his plan, and he sneaked into Chen's house quietly without alerting the snake.
Just in case, Chen Mo took an antidote pill before going to the Chen Mansion to make his cultivation disappear for a period of time. He was afraid that if a monk was in charge, it would be terrible if he was discovered on the spot.
Sure enough, they met. Lin Bo was a Qi Refining monk. Although Chen Mo was no longer at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he could still sense something intuitively. He knocked over the paint tray just to check whether the position of his wrist was correct. There is a line opened by spiritual energy.
There will be a light red blood line on the wrists of cultivators. Chen Mo saw it, and then there was a scene where he deliberately exposed himself.
