Falling Blossoms and Storms Ancient Poetry[Transmigration Book]

Before successfully fooling Zheng Miyang, Wan Yanchuo never felt that his blood might have the potential to be a salesman. Now it feels like he suddenly unlocked some seal, lighting up the magic skill of fooling, and by the way, achieved Pit Mongolia's achievements anywhere.

This is not the first time Wanyan Chuo habitually cheated Mongolia. In the final analysis, he is still afraid of the almost invincible Mongolian army that has swept across Europe and Asia in history. In the dark Mongolia, I am afraid that the rulers of Song and Jin will be like Emperor Huizong of Song, short-sighted, only looking at the gains and losses in front of them, seeking skins from tigers, and luring wolves into the house, then it will be troublesome.

"Young Master, you don't hesitate to give me your advice, you can wake up the person in your dream with just one word..." Zheng Miyang was completely convinced, and began to abandon his preconceived stereotypes, and looked at Wan Yanchuo seriously, only to see that the young master sitting opposite him was handsome, outstanding, and well-dressed. Brocade robes, luxurious attire, presumably the son of a certain family.

"Mr. Zheng is too much." Wanyan Chuo smiled nonchalantly. It happened that he was fine today, so he had the time to say a few more words. Wanyan Chuo at other times might not be as approachable as he is now.

After chatting for so long, the other party has not reported their name, presumably he is unwilling to reveal his real identity, but today's small talk has benefited Zheng Miyang a lot, Zheng Miyang obviously didn't want to just miss it, and knowingly offended, he took the initiative to ask: "Today We got together by fate and had a good conversation, but I still don't know where the young master lives? Who is his teacher?"

Wanyan Chuo smiled and didn't answer, not because he was hiding his head and showing his tail, and didn't dare to make friends with his real identity, but because he was afraid that if he spoke out, he would be considered as having ulterior motives.Speaking of which, his current status is indeed embarrassing. As a Song person, he was brought up by the Jin people. Growing up in the Kingdom of Jin, I was afraid that he would not be of the same mind as me.Wan Yanchuo couldn't help laughing at himself and thought, this is like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror, he is no longer a human being inside and out.

He didn't dare to tell the truth to Zheng Miyang, so he could only continue to put on airs and pretend to be cold. After making up his mind, Wan Yanchuo chuckled, and said calmly: "There's no need to ask about your life experience, just let it go with a sneer."

Zheng Mianyang was sent to the army, but he was embarrassed to stalk him, and kept pestering him endlessly.

"My sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes roamed the world, and the four seas were our home, and we used the sky as our quilt and the earth as our mat. Seriously speaking, Mr. Zheng and I are just passers-by in this vast world. Replace wine with tea, let's talk about our hearts."

Zheng Miyang nodded again and again: "Young master is open-minded, I feel ashamed."

Wan Yanchuo personally poured tea for Zheng Miyang, toasted, and said sincerely: "Young Master Zheng has the whole world in his heart, he cares about the country and the people, I can't do that."

Zheng Miyang raised his teacup and suddenly felt embarrassed.

"I respect you and I have a chance to get together today. May all encounters in the world be reunions after a long absence."

Zheng Mianyang was full of emotions, he didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't say a word, raised his head, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

After putting down the teacup, Zheng Miyang still couldn't calm down. After thinking for a while, he suddenly stood up and said to Yan Chuo with a smile, "My lord, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Wanyan Chuo's answer, he got up and ran away without looking back.

Wan Yanchuo was puzzled, he didn't know what kind of medicine was buried in Zheng Xianyang's gourd. On the contrary, the boss Jiang Ye, who silently acted as the background board, was not happy. Chuo'er's attention was all attracted, and now he didn't know what to do.

"Chuo'er, shall we go?" Although he was asking, Jiang Ye put on an expression that he didn't want to get involved with irrelevant people. Yan Chuo was angry and funny after seeing it.

"what happened?"

"I don't like you paying too much attention to others." Jiang Ye's desire for monopoly emerged again. In other words, ever since Wan Yanchuo took the initiative to throw himself into his arms and pick a relationship with Jiang Ye, Jiang Ye became more concerned about gains and losses. , I always feel a sense of unreality.

"What kind of fuss are you getting?" Wan Yanchuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but seeing Jiang Ye's obviously unhappy expression, he still felt that he should comfort this narrow-minded lover, otherwise he would be really angry and go away, where else would he go? Find someone who pampers you so unconditionally? "Don't make trouble, Mr. Zheng and I just met by chance, just chatting casually, why are you so fussy?"

While talking, Wan Yanchuo still didn't forget to reach out his hand and put it on Jiang Ye's hand, signaling to the other party to feel relieved.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Ye grabbed Wanyan Chuo's slender fingers into his palm with his backhand. At that moment, his heart strangely calmed down. Sure enough, their family is his demon and his medicine.

"Jiang Ye, you have to be more confident. To me, you are different from all of them." After Wan Yanchuo finished speaking, he couldn't help blushing. As for what was different, Jiang Ye himself Go figure it out.

Looking at Wanyan Chuo with his head slightly lowered and blushing beside him, Jiang Ye almost couldn't restrain himself from bowing his head and asking for a kiss, it was too seductive, such a coquettish Chuo, he couldn't be seen by another person .

Perhaps it was because Jiang Ye's gaze was too hot, even the tips of Wanyan Chuo's ears were red, he stomped on Jiang Ye hard, and threatened in a low voice with wide eyes: "Don't get carried away!"

Jiang Ye was almost confused by their family's Chuoer. He just said that he could be more confident, and then added that he was not allowed to get carried away. What do you want him to do?

"Chuo'er..." Jiang Ye would never continue to waste energy on things that he couldn't figure out. Anyway, he also knew that his family's Chuo'er often said things that he didn't mean. "How about we go back to the room?"

"It's still broad daylight!" Wanyan Chuo was impatient, don't think he didn't see the desire surging in Jiang Ye's eyes, he wanted to prostitute himself in the daytime, so go and play by yourself, he won't accompany you.

Jiang Ye wasn't discouraged at all when he didn't get a response, anyway, he was used to it, and if one day their family suddenly became honest, it would be even more worrying.

"Chuoer..."

"roll!"

In the small corner, there was an attack and defense that outsiders didn't know about. Faced with Jiang Ye's stalking, Wanyan Chuo was completely powerless to resist, and was forced to promise a lot of compensation.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, seeing that Zheng Miyang was about to come back, Jiang Ye was still leaning half of his body on top of him, Wan Yanchuo was embarrassed and annoyed at the same time, glared at Jiang Ye with resentment, silently threatening.

Having already taken this opportunity to win a lot of benefits for himself, Jiang Ye was in a good mood, so he let Wanyan Chuo off graciously. Anyway, they still had one night.

"Young Master Lao has been waiting for a long time."

When Zheng Miyang came back, he had a rolled up painting scroll in his hand. Wan Yanchuo was curious and couldn't help asking, "I don't know what this is?"

Zheng Miyang beckoned to the shop waiter, and ordered someone to clean up the messy tabletop. After cleaning up, he unfolded the picture scroll and said with a smile: "I hit it off with you, this is fate. I want to send something to express my affection, but I don't know I am not good at what can catch the eyes of the young master, and I am not good at it, but imitating the ancients, arty, I still have a little experience."

Speaking of this, the scroll in Zheng Mianyang's hands has been fully unfolded.

Wan Yanchuo was curious, stepped forward to take a look, and couldn't help being stunned.

"There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, let me give you a sprig of spring." Zheng Mianyang said with a slightly complacent voice, "I wonder if this gift is in line with your master's wishes?"

Wanyan Chuo also came back to his senses, and didn't answer, just smiled and said: "The pen and ink are exquisite, delicate and precise, and the depiction is lifelike and vivid. It's a panoramic view of Hangzhou."

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. Seeing that there were only nominations on this painting, but no artist was marked, Wan Yanchuo couldn't help being curious, and asked aloud: "Mr. Zheng, I wonder who painted this Hangzhou panorama?"

Zheng Miyang was proud of himself at this time, and he didn't hide it, and said out loudly: "I don't know if you have heard the name Wang Ximeng, my lord?"

"Wang Ximeng?" Wan Yanchuo was shocked, it couldn't be the one he thought, right? "But Wang Ximeng, the sage painter who painted "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"?"

Zheng Miyang was puzzled: "Shouldn't the saint of painting refer to Wu Daozi from the Tang Dynasty?"

Wan Yanchuo was stunned, and then he remembered that it was still the Southern Song Dynasty, and Wang Ximeng, as Emperor Huizong's official of the forbidden Chinese library, even created a picture of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which won a lot of rewards from Emperor Huizong. Little famous, but not as famous and widely known as later generations.After all, at the same time, there was a more prominent "A Picture of Rivers on the Qingming Festival", which covered up a lot of the light of Wang Ximeng and "A Picture of a Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", but gold always shines. It was finally discovered by later generations.

In fact, the reason why Wang Ximeng was called a master of traditional Chinese painting by later generations is precisely because of his young age, he took half a year to paint the masterpiece "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which is almost the same as "Qingming". The eponymous famous painting "Surfing the River" has established Wang Ximeng's unshakable master status in the history of Chinese painting. No other works have been handed down, and now a piece of "Hangzhou Panorama" has finally emerged, which is said to be Wang Ximeng's masterpiece, so why doesn't it make Wan Yanchuo excited.

The other party actually knew about "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and Wang Ximeng. Zheng Miyang was surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he was surprised again. Zheng Miyang also liked Wang Ximeng's "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains". He is so famous, so very few people know about it, and the painter Wang Ximeng died young, and there are not many surviving works, so few people have heard of it, but the new friend who I met today not only knows, but also greatly appreciates Wang Ximeng , From this we can see that giving this gift by myself not only caters to what he likes, but also does not make the pearl dusty, killing two birds with one stone.