female catcher

It is as if a figure is cut, timid and shy, and the most is a faint misty glance, all kinds of charm are on the brows, charming and slightly bewitching, charming and graceful, it is the peerless elegance of lying on the side of the lotus platform.

Qinhuai women are so delicate and beautiful, which one is not a stunning beauty, but there is such a kind of person who has a unique charm among the thousands of charming flowers, just one glance...

In the corridor and painting pavilion by the Qinhuai River, Lin Wanyun was being introduced by the shopkeeper to the antique calligraphy and painting on display.This is a unique joint exhibition of merchants in the Qinhuai River. There are big shops with rich heritage, down-and-out scholars and painters who hope to be appreciated by Bole. Famous actresses perform in rotation.Apart from the flower houses and painting boats at night, the Qinhuai River is bustling here, day and night, charming and elegant, rich in fame and fortune.

People came and went, Nangong Biluo stood in front of a portrait, and never moved a step after seeing it.

Her official uniform revealed her identity, and she was somewhat conspicuous in the crowd, but there were also many quacks in different costumes around, so no one bothered her.Perhaps no one can bother her now, everything around her ears is silent, and the surroundings are empty, so she calmly looks at the painting in front of her.

"Sister Biluo."

Lin Wanyun's voice brought her back to her senses, and she asked with a smile, "What's wrong, Mr. Lin? Look at your hat is crooked."

"What's the matter with you? I've walked so far, why are you still stopping here? What's the point of this corner?" Lin Wanyun straightened her hat, the shops and vendors here were a little too enthusiastic, In fact, it is to blame and blame Lin Xiao'gongzi' for dressing too well.

"Of course I'm looking at the painting." Nangong Biluo said and moved his eyes to the portrait again.

"Painting?" Lin Wanyun swept her gaze around this corner in doubt, and immediately raised her head with enthusiasm, "This, these paintings... are so blatant."

There are portraits of people hanging in this corner, women in various poses and different poses, and many erotic works of spring paintings. Although implicit, the hazy feeling of revealing and concealing is even more addictive, tempting people to be ashamed and loyal.There were quite a few people watching, but very few stayed for a long time. Lin Wanyun felt ashamed wearing men's clothing, but Nangong Biluo actually stood there for a long time.

"Sister Biluo, what are you looking at?" Lin Wanyun tugged at Nangong Biluo's sleeves, not daring to look around.

"I said, it's a painting."

Nangong Biluo's expression was so normal that it made Lin Wanyun feel that her shyness was abnormal, or was it because she had too little experience, so it was so rare that she was so rare?Thinking of this, Lin Wanyun settled down and looked up, muttering and looking at Nangong Biluo.

"What's so good about these paintings! Huh? This sister is so beautiful, and there are these." Lin Wanyun looked carefully and knew why many people would stop here to appreciate it, and it was indeed 'beautiful'.Apart from those pictures of secret dramas, there are still many graceful portraits of women, fat, swallows and thin, each with its own merits, and look at the top of the hanging spools, with the words "Bai Mei Tu" written on it.There are far more than a hundred paintings, all of which are beautiful, and some portraits are different postures of a person.

"It's really charming." Lin Wanyun looked at each painting and nodded seriously. It can be said that each has its own advantages, but Nangong Biluo seems to be only staring at one painting.When Lin Wanyun also stopped her eyes on the portrait of the beauty lying sideways on the lotus platform, she couldn't help but nodded again and again, and read the inscription on the portrait: "Amber is hidden in the bright eyes of Qiushui, and cherries are dotted on the vermilion lips. Bai Yusheng Fragrant flowers explain the language, and a good night with thousands of gold is hard to disappear——Written by Huai Kui Limei. Limei? A charming ghost is also a beautiful ghost. If it is Limei, it is either a ghost or a demon. This beautiful sister is really like a banshee Stunning, but the whole person is seductive and full of frost, which is really special, especially the eyes... huh? Have you seen these eyes before? It shouldn't be. Such a beauty, if you see it, how can you forget it? I really want to take a look at the real person."

"Ha, young master is also interested in Miss Li Mei? But at your age, it is impossible to meet Miss Li Mei." At this moment, the stall owner stepped forward to talk.He is a commoner scholar with a green beard, about 40 years old, and has observed Nangong Biluo for a long time. It is very strange how a female arrester can stay here for so long?It made him a little panicked, for fear of being sued by some kind of lawsuit.When Lin Wanyun came, he breathed a sigh of relief, and when Lin Wanyun commented on Li Mei, he couldn't help answering.

He also came to the painting, Lin Wanyun asked: "Are you the artist of Baimeitu?"

"It's just lack of talent. There are wonderful people in the world, and Qin Huai accounts for three points. It would be a pity if the beauty of the women here can't be seen by the world. Even if I have two or three bad drawing skills, I want to keep one or two, but most of them I draw. That’s right, I can’t figure out how much I can paint the charm of Li Mei girl. Most of the paintings you see are my own, only a few are made by others, and this one of Li Mei is painted by Monk Wuxin. "After the stall owner finished speaking, he sighed again: "Oh~ how many oirans are there in Qinhuai, there are always some people who are hard to let go of, and Miss Li Mei should occupy one of them. If the world wants to see Miss Li Mei, I'm afraid it can only be in the paintings. I still have my heart."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Lin Wanyun became interested.

"Because she may have passed away and turned into a duckweed or a golden carp in the Qinhuai River. When she was still alive, she was the number one red lady in Qinhuai, and once brought back to life a painting boat that was about to close down. How many people In order to see her spend a lot of money, how many people will do everything in order to become her guest of honor, they have the right to compete for power and power, and there are countless people who see blood in martial arts competitions. Here's the one by the river outside The big stone of the 'Sword in the Stone' was left by someone who fought for her, and many people wrote inscriptions and paintings on it, which is also a scene."

"With so many people fighting for her, does that mean that she has very strict criteria for selecting guests? Is there any anecdote?" Lin Wanyun continued to ask, but she didn't see the smile on Nangong Biluo's mouth after she glanced at her , To say it is helpless is actually connivance, Nangong Biluo just listened quietly from the side.

The stall owner shook his head, "That's not harsh. After all, Li Mei is not a noble lady. When she was an oiran, as long as she had money, power and strength, she would not refuse anyone. Most of the fights were for monopolizing her. At that time, she was entangled with her. All of them are big figures with heads and faces, and they often have a lot of romantic affairs because of her jealousy, but I feel that Li Mei doesn't pay attention to anyone. True love, Li Mei is just very good at grasping a man's desire to conquer, she always has an inexplicable special charm, a little dangerous and seductive, like a very smart predator. I think I have seen it too Bai Huajiao is still a painter of Hualou and has seen a lot, but when she saw Li Mei, she still couldn't restrain her thoughts, ah, I'm ashamed. It's hard to describe her romance in a few words. If you really want to say something special, then It's still about her and Zhang Xianzu, son of the Zhang family."

"Zhang Xianzu? Are you talking about the Zhang family who used to be rich in Jinling?" Lin Wanyun had heard about Zhang Xianzu before. Before the rise of the Lin family, the richest man in Jinling was the Zhang family. It seems that prosperity will inevitably decline. It gradually fell to the end, and when it came to Zhang Xianzu, it was even more extinct. "I heard from my father that he spent all his wealth and became a monk."

"That's right, he was originally a dandy, spending money with the help of his family, but since he met Li Mei, he has worked hard to improve himself, from being ignorant to learning both civil and martial arts. The unrejected Li Mei was the only one who turned him away. Zhang Xianzu couldn't see him in every possible way. Once he was almost chased and killed by someone, and he was beaten up by a fierce and fierce captor. Go to the ground..."

Nangong Biluo, who had been quiet all this time, heard this, and suddenly asked: "Who was chasing and killing? What does the head catcher look like?"

"Ah?" The stall owner was stunned for a moment, "I don't know the details. The man who chased him down was a masked man in black. As for the tall and strong headhunter, he was very powerful. I heard that he came from the capital. After becoming an official, no one paid any attention to him, so Xianzu could only suffer from boredom. Three months later, after Xianzu recovered, he still refused to give up and continued to look for Li Mei to express his heartfelt love. The ship sank and people died, most of them died in the Qinhuai River, and many of the bodies were fished out, although a few were missing including Li Mei's, but since then no one has seen her again, some people say that the ship has not sunk in the river At that time, she fell down in a pool of blood with blood on her face. It was probably more or less auspicious. And Zhang Xianzu, who also escaped by chance, also escaped into Buddhism with all his family wealth. That is Wuxin, Buddhism talks about sudden enlightenment, he has good talent, he has made rapid progress in both martial arts and meditation, but no matter how he enlightens, he still fails to realize from sentient to ruthless, he still draws the person in his heart every year, and never forgets the world He doesn't forget it himself, and it seems that he wants the world to remember it. Among so many painters, his painting of Li Mei girl is the most vivid. In fact, he is not the only one who never forgets Li Mei. It is a pity that a generation of beauties suddenly passed away, and they will never get it again It became an indelible mark on my heart. Alas!"

The stall owner sighed, and Lin Wanyun also sighed, "Ah, idiot, you know that you are still sick, and some suffering is self-inflicted, but it's good to have a thought. I don't know where this master of my heart worships the Buddha? If I have the opportunity, I will also pay homage to him, a living sentient monk is better than a stone statue of a heartless Buddha."

"Young master is quite insightful. He's at Yunyin Temple on the outskirts of the mountain, and it's easy to meet if you want to. But at least he's his friend, so it's better if you don't mention this in front of him. I think you like Miss Li Mei too, I have a few other paintings of Li Mei here, would you like to take a look? Although Zhang Xianzu is the best painting in my opinion, the paintings of other people have their own strengths, so it is worth a look, and I would like to choose one Please give me some advice." The stall owner seemed to like Lin Wanyun very much, so he went to search for the paintings.

Lin Wanyun still had a small face, feeling sorry for Li Mei.Nangong Biluo was very calm after hearing this. She just paid attention to the monastery named by Monk Wuxin, and scanned the surroundings to make plans for the next step. She happened to see the Qushui that she had found.

Nangong Biluo's clothes were easy to find, and with someone from Chu Taihong to show her the way, Qu Shui brushed away the crowd and came to her. Before she could speak, the stall owner had already shown some paintings to Lin Wanyun.When Lin Wanyun and the stall owner spread out the scrolls to discuss and evaluate, Qu Shui slowly stared at the woman in the painting.

If the pictures of beauties lying sideways on the lotus platform are a bit reserved, there are many other pictures showing charming dancing and profligate poses, and the clothes are more boldly exposed.Qu Shui also saw the pictures of spring around him, and he couldn't help but feel a little repulsed by these scrolls, not against the people in the paintings, but against them being exhibited like this and being conceived to be admired by others.What's more, she stared at the painting for a while, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that the people Lin Wanyun and the others were discussing looked familiar.

Until a picture of a dancing girl wearing a mask appeared, she looked at Nangong Biluo next to her, half surprised and half worried for Nangong Biluo, and said, "Miss, that's not the wind..."

Nangong Biluo made a gesture of silence with her fingers upright, and shook her head lightly, her appearance was the same as usual.

Qu Shui blinked, calmed down from surprise, and muttered in a low voice: "If she has a heart in Fengyue Tower, there is no Qin Yanran. But what are these paintings? Li Mei? Her past?"

Nangong Biluo glanced at Qushui, was accustomed to her curious look and said nothing, and was about to take them away, but it happened that Lin Wanyun and the stall owner seemed to have a dispute, and she came to Nangong Biluo No. [-] with two paintings. in front of people.

"Sister Qushui, you're here too. Well, let's take a look together. I think the one on the left is better, but the stall owner said the one on the right. Which one is better?" Lin Wanyun said on the left side of the painting It is looking back at the Baimei Qingcheng Dance, and on the right is still the enchanting posture lying on the side of the lotus platform.

The paintings are all made by one person, the monk of my heart.It is said that the painter's emotions are all in the brushstrokes, and the paintings of my heart are undoubtedly excellent. With those affectionate inscriptions, everyone can feel the painter's affection for the people in the paintings.It's okay for others, but Nangong Biluo feels unhappy to comment on Qushui.

"Lin Xiao, young master, do you want to buy this painting?"

"No, the stall owner said to give me one. Don't want it for nothing, right sister Biluo?"

"You!" Qu Shui was a little anxious, but Nangong Biluo put Qu Shui's shoulders, smiled slightly and said: "Since the stall owner is generous, you prefer the left side, so you should go to the left side."

Lin Wanyun curled her lips and looked at the painting in her hand again, still hesitating, "But after thinking about it, the one on the right is also good, and there must be another one included in the Baimeitu. Sister Bi Luo, you have seen a lot, so you can also mention it Opinion, which of these do you like more?"

Nangong Biluo was taken aback by this question, she scanned all the paintings of Li Mei and shook her head with a smile. "There is no beauty in a thousand years, and a beauty is a beautiful woman. The beauty of the country and the city is shocking to the people of the world. I don't like it. You can choose one of these two pictures and go."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave. The stall owner, a painting idiot, thought about it for a while and then shouted: "Girl, oh no, sir seems to be an expert, so you might as well give your evaluation."

Qu Shui wanted to go up and give the stall owner a kick, but seeing that Nangong Biluo didn't say anything, she had no choice but to hold back.I saw Nangong Biluo holding the sword behind her back as usual, and glanced at the stall owner slightly, although her expression was flat, she said kindly: "I'm not an expert, but if I really want to evaluate, the grace in these paintings— —Less than one ten-thousandth."

"Huh?" The stall owner was startled, but saw Nangong Biluo's mouth twitch.

"Wan Yun, if you don't follow, you will get lost. Shui'er, let's go." Nangong Biluo nodded, and Qu Shui left with her.

"I'd better choose this one. Stall owner, I'll leave this one for you to include in Baimeitu. Thank you, and see you soon." Lin Wanyun hesitated and chose the one on the left, bid farewell to the stall owner and caught up Nangong Biluo and the others left behind the stall owner who was still puzzled by what Nangong Biluo said.

Lin Wanyun caught up with Nangong Biluo and the two, still not forgetting to look at the painting, muttering while looking at it: "This painting is more mature in terms of age and painting skills, and the charm of looking back and dancing is beautiful, but only Side face, if you want to choose Baimei picture, it’s better to choose the full face. Oiran Limei, the more I look at it, the more familiar I am, I’m quite interested in her. Sister Biluo, let’s find out about this Limei next time Well, since she has a lot of anecdotes, it shouldn't be difficult to find out."

Qu Shui was eager to protect the lord, and turned dark towards Lin Wanyun. "Miss Lin, it's time for us to go back. Miss and I have something to report."

"Ah? That's so boring. Besides, sister Bi Luo agreed to accompany me today, so she won't leave, right? I still want to go to the 'Sword in the Stone' in front."

Nangong Biluo glanced at the front and said with a smile: "I didn't say I was going to leave. If you want to see it, go and see it. Shui'er, if you have any report, go to the riverside and talk, there is no one there."

"Miss!" Qu Shui grabbed Nangong Biluo and whispered: "You don't have to be so used to Miss Lin? I think it's better to take her away. I don't think staying here will be pleasant. Sometimes you are too gentle."

"You, I have my own measure. How about you? How is the sword made?" Nangong Biluo easily changed the subject.

Qu Shui said unhappily: "How can it be so fast. However, according to your account and the clues left by Chen Butou before, there are seven or eight blacksmiths who meet the requirements, so you can check it carefully."

"That's good." Nangong Biluo and Qu Shui were still staring at Lin Wanyun as they talked, seeing her suddenly bump into a young man, and after saying a few words, his face was not very good-looking, and he immediately took Qu Shui over. Chu Taihong who followed also came to her side.

"Sister Nangong, that person seems to be Feng Chenchao's nephew. Is he pestering Yun'er again?" Chu Taihong narrowed his eyes, and had the urge to go forward to teach that person a lesson but resisted it.

"Again?" Nangong Biluo looked at the increasingly calm Chu Taihong, and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Chu, leave it to me."

Saying that, Nangong Biluo walked towards Lin Wanyun and Feng Chenchao's nephew.