I'm writing novels in Liaozhai

The first snow fell, and the palace was covered with silver makeup.

The queen was sitting in the bedroom, with a brazier at her feet, holding a book in her hand and reading it with gusto.

There are also a few tunes and music scores in this book of White Snake, which is convenient for those who know the rhythm to sing.

For example, the Empress, while watching, could not help humming a piece of music inside:

"If there is no rain in the sky, there is no umbrella on the ground. I miss the West Lake, and the willows are flying with snow and smoke. There is a vast sea of ​​people, and my heart has no shore. I have practiced for 1000 years and have no complaints for 1 years.

If the heart is restless, the pain can be seen.Tears flooded the sight, turned into flames and burned the sky red.

The cutting is constant, and the front edge is still messed up.No matter how hard it is, my heart will not change, and I will not be a fairy.

If the water is sentimental, the water will cover the golden mountain”

The people all over the world think that the queen empress is a favorite of thousands of people, and she is the mother of the world. What kind of prestige and happiness is she?

In fact, how many people understand the emptiness, loneliness, and coldness in her heart?

First of all, she is a woman, and she is also a versatile woman, and secondly, she is the queen empress who is the mother of the world.

Although he is well clothed and well fed, and has countless servants, the loneliness in his heart cannot be made up by the luxurious life.

There are countless beauties in the six courtyards of the emperor's three palaces, and the raindrops are all wet. Therefore, many times a month may not necessarily come to accompany her for one night.

So what if there are so many maids and eunuchs in such a huge bedroom?Without a man, there is a little bit of warmth and warmth in the world.

If you know your heart, who should you tell?

Fortunately, the few books written by Gu Ming these days are suitable for the empress's taste, so that her empty heart has a support, and whenever she has free time every day, she will read the books carefully to pass the time.

After a while, a court lady hurried in from the outside holding a few books.

"My lord, Mr. Fu entrusted someone to send some books."

"Oh?" Upon hearing these words, the queen couldn't help being pleasantly surprised and said, "Could it be a dream of the Red Chamber?"

"Exactly!"

"Great, hurry up, present it."

After waiting for so long, the sequel is finally here, and the empress is full of joy.

"Yes!"

The maid Yingbu stepped forward and carefully handed the book to the empress.

After receiving the book that exuded the fragrance of ink, the queen couldn't help but reprimanded: "This Gu Jieyuan is really, if I don't urge you, maybe it hasn't been printed yet."

The palace maid couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling coquettishly: "Since that's the case, why don't you send someone to urge you, maybe you can read the third book a year ago."

The queen couldn't help but also smiled: "Writing a book is not as easy as you think. Besides, I'm afraid he will be perfunctory if you are too urgent, so let him write slowly."

"But ma'am, didn't Gu Jieyuan write the Legend of the White Snake and Farewell My Concubine these days? According to this servant, this fully shows that Gu Jieyuan is full of energy and thinking about buckets."

Think bucket?

The queen was speechless: "Xiaohuan, that's called Siquanyong, not Sishuitong."

"Ah?" Xiaohuan blushed, and said embarrassedly: "Thank you, Ma'am, for the reminder. In fact, the meaning of the servant girl is that Gu Jieyuan can't seriously finish writing the Dream of the Red Chamber first?

If you want the slaves to tell you, the empress might as well send someone to catch him in the palace, feed him with food and drink, and let him concentrate on finishing the book before letting him go home."

Queen: ""

What the hell is going on in this girl's head?

"Ah chirp!"

Gu Ming sneezed rarely.

At this time, he was sitting with He Yongliang and Ning Caichen in the gazebo in the backyard of the study, enjoying the snow while drinking.

"What's the matter, Xing? Aren't you very strong? Why do you catch cold when it snows?"

He Yongliang couldn't help joking.

"While going, it's likely that someone is saying bad things about me behind my back. Speaking of which, Dong Sheng hasn't been seen for a few days. He didn't say when he'll be back?"

He Yongliang smiled wryly and shook his head: "That kid can't be sure. When he left, he said he was going to visit a friend in Linjiang County, and he said he would come back in two or three days, but he didn't see anyone for several days. Maybe he fell in love with him again." Which girl is reluctant to leave”

It was originally a joke, but He Yongliang really hit the mark.

Dong Sheng was going here to visit a classmate he hadn't seen for a long time. According to the original plan, it would take at most two or three days. After all, Linjiang County is not far away, and the counties are only a few dozen miles away.

Unexpectedly, there is an old saying: the plan is not as fast as the change.

Dong Sheng's classmate was named Lu Wei, who was also a scholar. He was somewhat famous in Linjiang County, often writing and painting for others, and lived a modest and prosperous life.

The two haven't seen each other for almost two years, and they were very affectionate when they met.

After two days of playing in Linjiang County, on the morning of the third day, when Dong Sheng planned to return, unexpectedly, two women came to the courtyard at this time.

The moment the second daughter entered the hospital, Dong Sheng felt his eyes light up, and he could not turn his eyes away from the girl who looked like a young lady.

Lu Wei didn't notice Dong Sheng's gaffe, he stepped forward with a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said, "So it's Miss Liancheng, I don't know what's the purpose of coming to my humble house?"

The maid standing aside said, "My lady hasn't had a portrait for a long time, and I want to find a portrait of you."

Hearing this, Lu Wei couldn't help being happy: "What a coincidence, Miss Liancheng, let me introduce you, this is my classmate friend Dong Sheng."

"Miss Liancheng, please sit down!"

Dong Sheng came to his senses and hurriedly got up to greet him.

"Thank you Mr. Dong."

"Miss Liancheng, this classmate of mine is not an ordinary person, but a well-known master of painting in Guobei County. The illustrations in Gu Jieyuan's book came from his pen."

"Really?"

Liancheng's eyes lit up.

Dong Sheng smiled reservedly and nodded.

This is not bragging at all. For now, almost all the illustrations in several books are drawn by him.

"Miss, that's really great, why don't you ask Mr. Dong to draw a picture for you."

"This..." Lian Cheng looked at Dong Sheng subconsciously, and said softly, "I just wonder if Mr. Dong would condescend to draw a portrait for the little girl?"

Dong Sheng was overjoyed, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, of course I am willing. It is Xiaosheng's honor to be able to paint for Miss Liangu."

Now, he has already completely forgotten about going back, and his eyes, heart, and mind are full of the beautiful image of Liancheng

Chapter 163 A Fair Lady, A Gentleman Loves You

This is Dong Sheng's most passionate painting in his life.

Because he once again found the feeling of heartbeat.

This feeling even surpassed the oiran he was obsessed with before.

I thought it would be difficult to get back that feeling in this life, but just now, when he saw Liancheng, Dong Sheng's heart melted.

So, I decided to pursue it regardless.

While Lu Wei entered the house to pick up painting tools, Dong Sheng also followed him in to inquire about Liancheng's situation.

According to Lu Wei's introduction, Liancheng is the only daughter of Shi Yuzhu, a well-known gentry in Linjiang County.

Shi Yuzhu was born in Juren, and the people in the city respectfully call him Master Shi or Master Xiaolian.

The word filial piety originated in the Han Dynasty. At that time, in line with the Confucianism of filial piety as the foundation of being a person, and honesty as the way to be an official, filial piety was determined to be the most important subject for selecting talents.

Later, it became an elegant name for Juren.

"Brother Dong, could it be that you have taken a fancy to Miss Liancheng?"

Lu Wei asked in surprise.

Dong Sheng nodded calmly, without any shyness on his face: "That's right, one look will last a lifetime!"

Lu Wei: ""

"Brother Lu, I'm serious!"

"It's fine if you're not serious, I'm afraid you're serious!" Lu Weichang sighed.

After all, he knew Dong Sheng's temperament. Once he spotted a woman, it would be difficult for eight bulls to pull her back.

Back then, it could be said that she had given up everything for that oiran, almost ruining her entire family.In the end, it was empty of people and money.

Although it wasn't the oiran's fault, who can be blamed for the misfortune?

"Brother Lu, I know you still remember what happened back then, but today is different. Now I have a career and some savings."

"Brother Dong, I know you are doing well with Gu Jieyuan now. The problem is, Miss Liancheng is already engaged, and I heard that Kaichun is about to officially get married."

I thought Dong Sheng would be hit hard, but Dong Sheng was pleasantly surprised: "So, she hasn't married yet?"

Lu Wei: ""

"Brother Lu, to tell you the truth, don't say Miss Liancheng hasn't married yet, even if we do, I won't give up."

"Lu Wei: ""

I'm afraid I can't talk anymore today.

It means that even if Liancheng gets married, this guy will poach a corner?This style of acting is indeed Dong Sheng.

"Brother Lu, don't look at me like that. Anyway, I believe in fate. We haven't seen each other for almost two years. You see, when I came, Miss Liancheng also came.

And what a coincidence, she came to ask you to paint, which is exactly my specialty.

So I believe that this is the fate destined by God, let me and her meet here"

"Stop, stop!" Lu Wei couldn't help it anymore: "Dong Sheng, don't blame me for not reminding you, Mr. Shi is quite a famous figure in our Linjiang County.

And Miss Liancheng's fiancé is Wang Huacheng, the son of Wang Yuan's family, the richest man in Linjiang County.

You run to get a foot in the door, I believe Master Shi and Wang Yuanwai will not let you go. "

"Forget it, since you said so, there is no need to mention this matter again."

Actually, how could Dong Sheng give up so easily?I just don't want to argue with Lu Wei here. What's important is that this kind of thing must be pleasing to each other. If Liancheng doesn't like him, it's useless.

Under normal circumstances, Dong Sheng usually does not spend more than an hour painting for others.

But this time, he put all his heart and soul into it, down to every single strand of hair. He didn't even focus on painting for Gu Ming's books before.

At first, the maid named Azhu stood aside watching with great interest, but after a long time she became a little impatient, so she just sat on the bamboo chair by the eaves and squinted her eyes to doze off.

Lu Wei sighed secretly, and found an excuse to go back to his room to read a book.

Although Dong Sheng said what to do in front of him, his eyes could not deceive people, this guy still couldn't give up his heart after all.

Out of sight out of mind.

After sitting for a long time, Lian Cheng was a little tired, so he couldn't help asking softly, "Mr. Dong, how long will it take?"

Dong Sheng smiled and said: "Miss Liancheng, don't worry, I used to paint for others, half an hour is enough for ordinary people.

But Miss Liancheng was different. Not only was she outstanding in appearance, but she also had an inherent elegance, like a fairy.

Therefore, Xiaosheng dare not be negligent in the slightest, for fear that the paintings he draws will not be as good as one tenth of the girl's, which will make people laugh out loud."

Hearing these words, Liancheng couldn't help but lowered his head shyly, and said softly: "The young master is too famous, the little girl is not as good as you say."

"No, no, nothing, what Xiaosheng said is true, there is absolutely no falsehood. Xiaosheng has coughed for countless women in his life, and has painted pictures for countless people. Miss Liancheng is definitely the most beautiful and special one."

Although Dong Sheng changed his words in time, Liancheng Bingxue was smart and couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling coquettishly: "So, Mr. Dong has painted many women before?"

"This..." Dong Sheng said with embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, I used to make portraits of some women for my livelihood."

"Then what are you mainly painting now?"

"Basically, I'm still good at drawing figures, and now I mainly draw in Mr. Gu's study."

"Speaking of Mr. Gu's study, I have actually been there once before."

As soon as the topic was opened, the two began to chat slowly, which was quite speculative.

After all, Liancheng is not the daughter of an ordinary family, and she has read a lot of poetry and books since she was a child, involving music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so the two naturally have a common topic.

After lunch, Liancheng brought his maid to the yard to continue the unfinished portrait.