Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Qi Wenyao found that he could read memory fragments and use them whenever he had nothing to do.Over time, he can figure out some rules, such as some pictures have a fixed perspective, and if you want more details, you have to think about it from other aspects. For example, you have to think with peace of mind, which takes a lot of energy. .

Fu Yichen suddenly looked at him, and gave him a look at him from across the air...

Qi Wenyao felt that Fu Yichen guessed that he could see it, and deliberately confessed that he was fine.

A little heartwarming, and a little embarrassing.

If Fu Yichen knew that he could see it...would he find out that he had nothing to do to look at Prince Jing's mansion, and accidentally wandered off to watch the bathing scene?

"Oh." Qi Wenyao was troubled for a while, and then his tired head began to protest, "Forget it, just ask him directly tonight."

When we met at night, he had some questions to ask, and Fu Yichen was waiting for him to reveal the murderer who killed Qin Daxia.This matter is not successful or not, even if it is so random in nature, he will give an explanation if he agrees.

After thinking about it, it turned back to the death of Qin Daxia.

Thinking about it dryly will only make the faces of the main culprits clearer, and miss the little ones who made the trouble.Qi Wenyao tended to inquire for a while, to see if the sociable Xu Linxi and the literati from relatives and friends who went deep into the court had any relevant clues.

Before inquiring about the news, Qi Wenyao had to find a way to make friends, thinking about how to socialize for a while.

Calligraphers and painters are talented, and generally have a kind of lofty spirit independent of the world.After much deliberation, he felt that flattering was the most useful thing. He searched his guts to collect all the nice words, and waited a while to coax people into submission.

"Enough is enough, lest others think I'm too doggy."

Qi Wenyao thought about some ideas about appreciating paintings.His theoretical grades in the Academy of Fine Arts are still good. After work, he often thinks of bluffing words in order to introduce his design concepts. Over time, he should be able to handle it.

With this prepared confidence, Qi Wenyao went to the place and got off the carriage.

However, the elegance and tranquility he imagined did not exist.

At the gate of the academy, a group of people gathered there, and when they saw the carriage, they rushed up, not to mention making a lot of noise, and all of them were crowded with pale faces.If it weren't for the sign of "Cangsong Academy" just behind, Qi Wenyao really thought he had gone to the wrong place.

Is this a college or a vegetable market?

"Master Qi!" Xu Linxi came up to meet him, "You are finally here!"

Qi Wenyao was embarrassed when he saw a large group of people behind him, and asked while getting off the carriage, "Am I late?"

"No, most of them live in the academy." Xu Linxi smiled, "As for the others... they want to see Mr. Qi's demeanor."

style?Qi Wenyao looked at the enthusiastic faces and wondered: he has no masterpieces, so he should not be popular in the painting and calligraphy circles.Could it be that the whitewashing articles written by those literati are too powerful, and they abruptly created a star halo for him?

When Qi Wenyao was puzzled, Xu Linxi had already invited him in and started introducing friends one by one, "This is Zhou Zhihang, Brother Zhou, this is Liu Yiqing, Brother Liu, and our vice president..."

Qi Wenyao greeted the past one by one, and don't panic if he can't remember the name—at worst, read the memory fragment of the introduction.

He wanted to enjoy the paintings and listen to other people chatting by the way.Unexpectedly, the painting appreciation meeting is completely a way to get to know him. Everyone takes turns blowing rainbow farts, and commenting on other paintings casually.

"Oh, this artistic conception..." Zhou Zhihang sighed, with tears in his eyes, "I can't draw it in my life!"

The vice-principal was more introverted, stroking his beard and staring at his painting for a long time, "The style is unique, I have never seen it before."

When someone else said something, Xu Linxi gave the enhanced version of praise, "Yes, the artistic conception is profound, and the meticulous painting method is really rare. I have seen so many paintings below, and I have never seen such an eye-catching masterpiece!"

Qi Wenyao was extremely embarrassed.

How can there be such an exaggeration?Did these people look at Taifu Qi's face, or... I heard that King Jing overturned the courtyard wall of his house yesterday?

Qi Wenyao took the book to read, trying to avoid the series of blushing flattery.He is not feeling well, everyone knows current affairs and knows what is too late, and gradually turns to other paintings for him, and brings the topic to him from time to time

It feels much more comfortable without so many eyes staring.

Qi Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief, and drank a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

"Young Master Qi." A clear and bright young voice rang out abruptly, "Do you want some snacks?"

Qi Wen looked over and saw a gentle and handsome young man.The young man has a fair and round face, looks tender, and has a tall figure that stands out from the crowd. He is dressed in a loose robe like a little confused in clothes, but when he raised his hand, he showed the strong muscles of his arms. Lines, lean and powerful, not as weak as a scholar.

Qi Wenyao recalled the name, "Are you Cen Ziyan?"

Cen Ziyan nodded, "Master Qi has a really good memory, he still remembers the names of so many people he met at once."

"It should." Qi Wenyao said with a smile, "Of course you have to remember names when you make friends."

"Master Qi is willing to make friends with me? It's an honor."

Qi Wenyao was afraid that the topic would go in the direction of rainbow fart again, so he quickly stopped, "You don't have to be polite between friends. Brothers are commensurate, and compliments are avoided."

Cen Ziyan is young and has little experience, so he speaks more bluntly, "I can't be like them, saying good things one after another without repeating the same thing."

"Okay." Qi Wenyao felt a little comforted, "Then..."

Cen Ziyan suddenly took out an ingot of gold, "A small meeting gift."

Qi Wenyao's smile froze, "I can't accept it."

"It's a deposit. I want to ask Brother Qi to paint."

"The deposit doesn't need that much."

"The painting I want is more troublesome." Cen Ziyan said slowly, "I hope Mr. Qi will travel around the mountains and rivers, and draw what he sees along the way."

Qi Wenyao was puzzled, "Shanshui? Why are you looking for me? Brother Zhou is quite accomplished in this area."

"You look good."

Qi Wenyao frowned, "Just because of this?"

The original body looks good, he knows it, and he won't deny it.After all, this skin is somewhat similar to his previous life, and the similarity is to magnify the advantages, so praising him for looking good is also praising him.

But what does good-looking have to do with painting, he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing him surprised, Cen Ziyan still took it for granted, "The mountains and rivers seen by beauties will only be more beautiful."

Qi Wenyao didn't think it was right at all, but felt that Cen Ziyan was weird.

"Brother Cen is also a good-looking talent." Qi Wenyao returned the gold, "Why don't you see it with your own eyes."

Cen Ziyan refused again, "I'm not as good-looking as you."

"..."

Qi Wenyao was speechless, thinking that he might have encountered the second disease of this era.

"Young Master Qi, think it over carefully." Cen Ziyan didn't force it, and took back the gold and gave it to the name card, "If you change your mind, come to the academy to find me at any time."

Qi Wenyao nodded with a smile, thinking in his heart: It's no wonder I'm looking for you.Asking for a painting for Jin Zi, not to mention asking for it to keep praising its beauty... Is the little brat coming to tease me when he has nothing to do?I can't afford to bother and hide.

Qi Wenyao stayed for a while longer, and finally heard the chat about Qin Daxia.

"Wuya Pavilion did it, right? Wuya Pavilion has always been at odds with Moshuangmen."

"Wuya Pavilion? The party of the rebels?"

"That's right, the imperial court has been sending people to search and arrest them all these years. It's just that the villains are treacherous and fleeing everywhere, and they can't be caught..."

Another person disagreed, "Wuya Pavilion struggled to escape by itself, do you have the time to murder Qin Daxia?"

"The Moshuangmen is quite skilled." Xu Linxi went on to say, "There has never been a scandal, and it is considered a decent family in the eyes of the court. But, when people mention the Moshuangmen, the first thing that comes to mind is Qin Daxia. Qin Daxia Joining halfway but having the prestige of the head, what would the real head think?"

"The head of the Moshuang sect lives in seclusion, so he doesn't care about it. The great protector Wu Zhongyou is suspicious."

"Are you the one who disagrees with Qin Daxia joining the Moshuang Sect?"

"Yes, that's him. He used to be the second child at the Moshuang Gate, but as soon as Qin Daxia came..."

That being said, everyone has their own thoughts.No one can make a conclusion, but everyone wants to express their opinions.

The political sensitivity of literati who want to become an official is very strong. There is already a trend in the palace that "Qin Daxia was plotted to die unjustly by the Jianghu people". The justice of the imperial court is appreciated when everything is done, and it can ride the east wind to climb up.

Qi Wenyao didn't care too much about the selfishness of this group of literati. He found some clues from the conversation and got up abruptly, "Everyone, I have some urgent matters at home and I have to go back. Excuse me."

If there is an urgent matter, there is no way to say much to persuade him to stay. Xu Linxi took the lead in sending him out of the academy, enthusiastically saying that he would come again next time.

Qi Wenyao agreed, and before leaving, he glanced around and only saw Cen Ziyan's confident face clearly.

There is no way, Cen Ziyan is tall and fair, with such a gentle appearance, the proud look of "you will definitely come to me" is quite outstanding.

Qi Wenyao didn't care too much, and returned to the carriage to record what he thought, "Those who attack in the chaos, the mark on the weapon is Wuya Pavilion. Others want to keep alive, but they are trying to kill them. "

With the clue of Wuya Pavilion, he can associate it.The hidden weapon was the insidious trick of Wuya Pavilion's guardians. Before the leading man spoke, the person who looked at him was Wu Zhongyou, who had accused Qin Daxia of being cowardly and evasive.Wu Zhongyou had a close relationship with Ziyan Pavilion, and later joined the Moshuangmen as a great protector, and was very dissatisfied with the respected Qin Daxia who failed to get justice.

Qi Wenyao looked at the clues on the paper and thought about the "murderer" he was going to draw, feeling that time was too tight.

As soon as he got home, he immersed himself in painting, and when it was time for dinner, he took a few bites of food and went back to his room.

Taifu Qi saw it, but thought it was a sign of striving for progress, "Yao'er is not in a hurry, you are still young, and you will definitely surpass them in the future... Hey! Have some more soup!"

Qi Wenyao had already run back.He used familiar sketches to roughly draw the characteristics of each person, which was not detailed enough, but he wanted to give Fu Yichen a little impression of recognition.

When you get busy, time flies by.

Qi Wenyao raised his head when he heard footsteps, and found his neck was sore, "Ouch."

Fu Yichen immediately came over and massaged him, "Are you hurt?"

"No, I've kept one pose for too long." Qi Wenyao stayed up all night and worked so hard, really weak, "Look at the name first, and then compare the portraits...Time is tight, I only drew three."

Fu Yichen took it to look at it, and the hands on his shoulders were put on and off to help massage.

It's quite comfortable.Qi Wenyao came over slowly, pressed Fu Yichen's hand and said softly, "No, take your time."

"There are so many people besieging Master?" Fu Yichen didn't insist, and was annoyed by the long list.

Qi Wenyao nodded, "Hero Qin took Qin Luoxiao to admit his mistake, but they felt that Hero Qin was the mastermind, and they blamed his son and apprentice for the sake of preserving their reputation. Hero Qin was very annoyed that he couldn't argue with Qin Luoxiao. To outsiders, so..."

Fu Yichen guessed it, "Master killed Qin Luoxiao and fought with them desperately."

"Yes." Qi Wenyao said as briefly as possible, "There are too many of them, Hero Qin can't support it."

Fu Yichen's fingertips gripped the list more forcefully, "The more you bully the less, it's because they call themselves heroes."

If you squeeze it so tightly, it doesn't matter if the paper is torn or wrinkled, but it's troublesome if you hurt your hand.Qi Wenyao quickly stopped him, and took a half-finished portrait to attract Fu Yichen's attention, "Can you recognize this person? If so, I'll draw another one."

Fu Yichen pressed down the portrait, "Stop drawing. You haven't slept, it's time to rest."

You don't need to ask to know that he didn't sleep... Qi Wenyao knows how he looks without looking in the mirror. Thinking about it, if he is tired and sick, it will be even more time-consuming. Don't deny it, accept Fu Yichen's concern, "Okay, I'll go to sleep one time."

He hadn't stood up for a long time, and he suddenly got up a little dizzy.

Fu Yichen supported him in time, "I'm sorry."

Qi Wenyao, who was about to say thank you, was stunned, "Huh?"

Fu Yichen didn't say another word of explanation, and directly hugged him.

Qi Wenyao really didn't have the strength to struggle, and felt that it would be good for someone to send him to sleep.At this time, it is impossible for Fu Yichen to have any bad intentions, and he only moved after saying sorry. Of course, he would not doubt the fortification.

Fu Yichen was really polite, he put him down gently and helped cover the quilt, "Go to sleep."

"Take away the portrait and the list." Qi Wenyao still remembers to remind him, "Don't let others see it."

"Okay." Fu Yichen said, "Is there any more?"

Qi Wenyao thought about it seriously, "Yes. Do you know that I can see you and speak on purpose?"

"I guessed it, now I know." Fu Yichen raised the corners of his lips, showing a rare relaxed expression.

Qi Wenyao suddenly couldn't bear to sleep anymore.He didn't want Fu Yichen to return to the state of bitterness and deep hatred, and continued to chat, "I can't see it all the time, don't get into the eccentricity of talking to yourself."

Fu Yichen asked, "Is this considered to be with me?"

"Forget it." Qi Wenyao continued, "Take good care of yourself. Only by living can you take revenge. Qin Daxia, in the spirit of heaven, also hopes that you will live well."

Fu Yichen responded softly, and the hand twisting the corner of the quilt unconsciously moved to his hand.

Close at hand, but dare not touch.

Qi Wenyao's heart moved, and Gogou touched it with his fingers.

Fu Yichen took advantage of the situation, "I'll leave later, okay?"

"Okay." Qi Wenyao said lightly on purpose, "Anyway, I can sleep with the light on."

Fu Yichen was helpless, "I can fall asleep even after eating."

Qi Wenyao recalled the previous days, and snorted softly, "Who told you to wake me up. I didn't sleep enough, and I don't want to eat at all."

"I was wrong." Fu Yichen obediently admitted his mistake.

"It's okay, my father will still deliver the meal to the bed. Did you see that small table? It was specially arranged for me."

Fu Yichen really looked over, "It's a good idea."

"..." Qi Wenyao gritted his teeth, "You are all the same."

Fu Yichen looked over in a blink of an eye, his eyes soft.Although it wasn't a smile, but the hostility dominated by hatred dissipated a lot, and the whole person was no longer tense, and returned to a calm and normal state.

But Qi Wenyao became nervous: What is the next sentence?Too bad he was totally unprepared.

"Go to sleep." Fu Yichen made the decision for him, "I..."

Before the words were finished, the door opened gently.

"Wen Yao?" Mrs. Qi held the supper and looked inside.

Fu Yichen didn't have time to hide.

Qi Wenyao met Taifu Qi's gaze, and his similar-looking eyes widened together.

Are they too relaxed?She had no idea when Taifu Qi approached the house, and was caught at such an awkward time and location.

Qi Wenyao regretted it, and called out tremblingly, "Father."

Grand Tutor Qi didn't respond to him, silently stepped back and closed the door, and said something to the housekeeper who was waiting for orders.

"The young master is asleep, so I won't eat."

The housekeeper looked at the still lit room, "The lights are still on."

"Light it up," Qi Taifu said in a loud voice, "what if you sleep alone and fall in the middle of the night? Just light it up!"

If you say it with gnashing teeth, it's specially for Qi Wenyao in the room to listen to.

The butler didn't know the inside story, he just felt baffled.

The young master is asleep, why is the master yelling so loudly?