Guanqingzhai

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Feng Qi took a sip of tea unnaturally, but his voice was still dry, and he said, "Draw a person... who is no longer in this world."

Feng Qi glanced at the two, Hu Yue changed his posture, leaned forward and asked, "How to draw it?"

Feng Qi said: "I can tell you the appearance of that person, can you draw this person based on my description? But the location of the painting must be in the place I mentioned. You can't paint in other places. When painting... I hope that the young master can cleanse himself and take a bath, and I also hope that there will be no sexual intercourse during the period..."

Chu Jue coughed unnaturally, the man shook his shoulders and cast a questioning look.Hu Yue laughed and kicked Hu Yue's leg under the table.Of course Feng Qi didn't know all this.

There was still a smile in Hu Yue's eyes, and he leaned back and said: "It's easy to say, but the quality of the painting depends on how detailed your description is. The more detailed, the closer to that person, and the more blurred. Naturally it won't be like that."

Feng Qi put down the tea bowl, he squinted his eyes, as if he had entered his own memory, and said: "This matter... I have to go back and think about it, but I can't know too much about this matter, otherwise I might have to It’s causing trouble. But if the painting is finished, then you don’t have to worry about the reward at all, maybe from now on, you won’t have to sell paintings for a living.”

Hu Yue and Chu Jue didn't answer, Feng Qi smiled, then picked up the tea bowl and said: "It depends on whether you can draw it, if not, I hope you will keep your mouth shut, if someone asks you in the future, you will not know .” Feng Qi drank tea instead of wine.

Feng Qi put down the tea bowl and rolled up his sleeves, Hu Yue found that the shirt inside the gown he was wearing was very expensive silk.

Immediately startled, a thought came to my mind.

Naturally, Chu Jue saw it too, and he said, "Did Mr. Feng find a painter just for this mysterious thing?"

Feng Qi frowned slightly, and he said: "I really didn't expect to meet him at first, but meeting Mr.... is also a chance."

Feng Qi's forehead was already sweating at this time, he opened the fan, closed it after a few strokes, and said worriedly: "Of course I hope that Mr. will follow what I say, don't imagine yourself. It's bigger than you can imagine."

Hu Yue cast a look at Chu Jue, Chu Jue still had a clear smile on his face, Hu Yue could only clear his throat and said: "Seeing that you are so cautious, could it be that you want me to draw a god?"

Feng Qi was about to speak, but at this time a man who looked like a family servant came to Feng Qi's side in a hurry, leaned into his ear and said a few words to him, Feng Qi frowned, Feng Qi waved his hands and said: "Go back and explain in detail." After finishing speaking, he smiled and saluted the two of them: "I'm really sorry, I have something to do at home. I will pay a visit tomorrow, and then I will talk about the portrait in detail. Mr. Lao, please be patient."

Feng Qi got up and left, leaving Hu Yue and Chu Jue staring at each other, Hu Yue said: "Brother Chu knows this person?"

Chu Jue smiled lightly and said, "I don't know."

Hu Yue also laughed, and asked, "But he knows you."

Chu Jue picked up the flagon and filled Hu Yue with wine and said, "Do I know everyone who knows me? Then I don't have that memory."

Hu Yue didn't joke with him, and pointed his fingers and said: "From what I've seen, this man should be a son of a rich family, but he is here to tell a book and perform art. Maybe he is not trying to make a living, but because of his hobby? Doing nothing but thinking about some side-track hobbies?"

Chu Jue was amused by his description, and he said, "Then you are going to do what you like? It seems that maybe he will be your second big customer in winter."

Listening to his speech, Hu Yue raised her head and asked, "Who is the first one? Anyone else hire me?"

Chu Jue shook his head and said, "Of course it's not about hiring a good brother, but..." He pointed at himself, nodded again, and blinked earnestly.Hu Yue pursed her lips, tilted her head and ignored his teasing.

Chu Jue drank wine on his own, and stopped teasing Hu Yue, but asked, "But, my brother, is he a little interested in the excuses he said?"

Hu Yue then turned around and said: "Although what he said was vague and he had deep concerns, I can see that this person is really eager to find someone who can paint his portrait."

Chu Jue said with a smile, "That's why it's strange. He has never seen that person but is eager to draw him. Do ordinary people do this?"

Hu Yue picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of the noodle soup, nodded and smiled at Chu Jue, "It really tastes good."

Chu Jue also took a sip, nodded and looked at Hu Yue and said, "It's delicious?"

Hu Yue said, "It's not bad."

Chu Jue was thoughtful, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I think it's better for my brother not to interfere in this matter."

Hu Yue was still eating, he said, "How can you tell?"

Chu Jue picked up the wine again, and said, "Intuition."

Hu Yue said: "I have to have a lottery to enter the game. Whether it's a beautiful woman, a strange thing, or a treasure, I will naturally lose my strength without this lottery. Although it is a plan to invite you into the urn, the urn also needs to see if it is a miracle." goods."

Chu Jue was still looking at him, Hu Yue's scalp was numb from his stare, she raised her head and asked, "Isn't it?"

Chu Jue smiled slightly and said, "Of course, it won't be too early if there is no profit."

Hu Yue held the wine glass and waited for the next sentence, but Chu Jue shook his head and said: "But first of all, we must make sure that this brother Lixian can figure it out before we can be safe."

This is tantamount to breaking the next question. Hu Yue opened another topic and said: "Even if he knows that he has a picture, then he came to me to paint a portrait. I can guess that he came here because of fame? But what kind of fame is Mude?" , that’s unknown.” After speaking, he cast a meaningful glance at Chu Jue.

Chu Jue smiled wryly and said, "I'd rather he just wanted to find a random painter."

Hu Yue didn't want to entangle him with such a topic anymore. He wiped his mouth after eating, and bowed to Chu Jue: "I haven't settled for this game yet, thank you Brother Chu for your kind hospitality, that's it for today, let's take a step first .”

After speaking, he raised his leg and rushed outside, but Chu Jue didn't chase him out. Seeing his back and frowning slightly, he took a mouthful of powder soup and said, "Trouble..."

Hu Yue returned to Guanqingzhai and closed the door. At this time, Chu Jue did not come back with him, and he was a little relieved. Although Hu Yue didn't know whether this matter would have something to do with that cloud word again, but now he has something to do with it. A cup bow and a snake shadow, so he is not as careless about this matter as in the past, and has a little more hesitation.Hu Yue's hand of boiling water also stopped, and he shook his head with a wry smile, as if as long as this level of matter was involved, he would become less like himself.It can be seen that beautiful women, wine, and troublesome things are what Hu Yue likes all his life.

Hu Yue has always felt that he has forgotten many things, but as long as there are some similar situations, he will feel familiar, and then he will have a natural way of corresponding.Such a reaction brought convenience to Hu Yue, but it also brought confusion.The more familiar you are, the more confused you feel, and the more confused you are, the more you can easily solve it.

Hu Yue sat at the table and copied a book casually. Although he was reading, a sentence that Chu Jue said would always pop up in his mind from time to time.The more he didn't think about it, the more that annoying voice would appear.

Hu Yue looked at the chessboard beside the table and said to himself: "Is it better to make a move in this game? Or not to make a move?"

Unknowingly, it was already the third watch, and the wind was blowing more urgently. It seemed that it would snow in the capital soon.Hu Yue took a piece of charcoal for his own stove, rubbed his hands together, and looked at the whistling west wind outside the house, a little lost in thought.

He thought of the story that his employer told during the day. On a snowy night, there was no moon, no companions, the wind was like a knife, and the snow was like an arrow. There was only one person, holding a lamp, to see the whole country. It's all black.For some reason he had a strange feeling, as if he had done something like this before.He thought of the female general with the silver gun, as if Xue always associated with Zhan.So Hu Yue felt that Xue was unlucky and murderous.

When he recovered from such strange thoughts, there was a knock on the door at some point.The knocking was urgent and loud.

Hu Yue frowned, thought for a moment, and seemed to have made up her mind, then wrapped her cotton clothes tightly and went to open the door.There was a person standing outside Chaimen, who seemed to have been standing there for a long time.It hadn't snowed yet, but the man had snow on his shoulders and head.

Hu Yue's hair was disheveled at this time, and he didn't have a bun. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up and messed up his black hair. He only had a cotton coat on top of his unlined clothes. He held an oil lamp in his hand, and blocked the night wind with one hand. The man's hand There was also a lantern on it, and the lantern flickered on and off, making the man's appearance difficult to discern.

The man said, "This is Guanqing Zhai? Is Mr. Hu?"

Hu Yue nodded, the man raised the eaves of the hat, and when the candlelight shone, Hu Yue found a very handsome face, with sword-shaped eyebrows and eyes like stars.The appearance is resolute.Hu Yue was also looking at this person in his heart, his appearance should be extraordinary.It's just that Hu Yue felt like he had seen this person's appearance before, but he couldn't say anything for a while, and only felt a dull pain in his temple.

The visitor said with a handsome smile: "I wonder if I can let you come into the room and talk about it."

Hu Yue hesitated, but finally let him in.The key issue for Hu Yue to let him in was that this man was carrying a sword, which still had blood stains on it, and the blood stains had dried up. Although it was black, it did not escape Hu Yue's eyes.For some reason, Hu Yue connected this person with the Snowstorm Night Walker mentioned in the daytime.It's just that Hu Yue didn't know why he let him in so easily. Even he himself felt that this person was weird, but he couldn't resist.

Hu Yue welcomed him into the room and wrapped his clothes tightly. After a short while, he felt that the room was already as cold as the outside, so he was busy boiling water and making tea for the visitors.

The man sat upright like a pine tree, he waved his hand and said, "You are welcome, sir, I don't drink tea."

Hu Yue smiled slightly, with black hair covering half of his face, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what about the wine?"

The man froze for a moment, then immediately smiled and said, "It's good to have wine."

Hu Yue took out two jugs of wine, and handed one to the man without paying attention. The man drank with his head up. He wiped his mouth and said, "Good wine, I haven't had such a good wine for a long time."

Hu Yue sat across from him and drank too. The man looked at Hu Yue and said, "Can you still paint after drinking?"

After drinking, Hu Yue squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Why can't I paint? You can't paint well without drinking!"

The visitor laughed loudly, seeming to like Hu Yue's answer very much.He touched Hu Yue's flagon, then raised his head and took a big sip, and said after drinking, "Cheer up, I haven't drank like this for a long time. Let me respect you!"

Hu Yue still looked at him with a smile on his face, and the man also looked at Hu Yue. Although his eyes were very direct and domineering, with sharpness, Hu Yue had seen a similar aura in Chu Jue's eyes before, looking down on everything. The confidence to master it all.But Hu Yue felt that when he looked at him, there were some other emotions in his eyes, but he didn't understand, Hu Yue felt that he couldn't see through this person, but this person seemed to see through him.

The man shook the wine bottle, looked around and said, "Sir, do you know why I want you to paint my portrait?"

Hu Yue said frankly: "I don't know. I am also very puzzled."

The man stared at Hu Yue with complicated emotions in his eyes, then he laughed and said, "Because there are not many people who can paint for me, maybe you are one of them."

Hu Yue was taken aback by his answer, laughed a few times and said, "Zanmi, Zanmi!"

The man shook his head and said, "When is the gentleman going to paint?"

Hu Yue waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I still have some questions..."

He waved his hand to cut off Hu Yue's words, and just said: "Sir, just paint."

Hu Yue still didn't move. He said, "Oh, I wasn't interested in this matter before, but now that Your Excellency is here, I'm suddenly very interested. If Your Excellency didn't tell me, I wouldn't start painting."

He groaned, the atmosphere around him became even colder, and he said in a slightly cold tone, "What does the gentleman want to know?"

Hu Yue showed a very sincere smile and said, "Your Excellency's identity?"

There was a flash of light in the man's eyes, and he repeated: "Identity?" Then he laughed and drank several sips of wine, he still laughed and repeated several times before he said: "Guess what identity I am?" ?”

Hu Yue was stunned by his question, and he replied: "Yue is not talented, it is unfathomable."

The man fell silent, and he smiled slightly rascally and said, "I am whoever you think I am."

Seeing that he refused to speak, Hu Yue felt inexplicable panic and uneasiness in his heart again, Hu Yue quickly said: "Then I will change another one, if I want to know the story of 'On a Moonless Snowy Night, I Pick a Light Walk' .”

The man's eyes lit up, and he said, "You want to know?"

Hu Yue nodded, the man stared into Hu Yue's eyes, but did not rush to explain.Hu Yue felt that since he entered the house, although there was a charcoal fire in the house, it was still as cold as a cold night, and it hadn't warmed up at all.

Hu Yue was so cold that he secretly clenched his fists and raised his breath to resist the cold, even so his mouth became a little bruised.Hu Yue looked down and found that a layer of frost had formed on the table.His hands also began to turn blue, white and purple. He silently recited the Huode Jing, suppressing the cold air abruptly.

Seeing him like this, the man finally nodded and said: "It's a pity that there is not enough time... I will still come tomorrow night."

After speaking, she got up, Hu Yue wanted to stand up to see him off, but was stopped by the man, who put his hands on Hu Yue's shoulders, Hu Yue felt that his strength was very strong, but his hands were frighteningly cold.The man hastily moved his hand away, a look of apology flashed across his eyes, and then he cupped his hands and said: "Sir, stay a while, I'll come back tomorrow night."

After finishing speaking, he walked outside on his own. Under the strong wind outside, the man only carried a lantern, striding in the dark night, and disappeared in the dark windy night after a while.

Hu Yue quickly closed the door, and then added a lot of charcoal to the fire, but she still felt cold all over her body, as if her whole body was soaked in ice water, especially the shoulder touched by him. It was so cold that I lost consciousness.

Afterwards, Hu Yue was in a daze and fell asleep for a while, half asleep and half awake, but when she opened her eyes the next day, she found that she had actually suffered from a cold.This was an unprecedented thing. He only felt that his head was deeper than his body, and his whole body was hairy, but his forehead was very hot.Dry mouth, weakness of limbs.

Hu Yue lay directly on the bed, closing her eyes like a dead body.He had forgotten the last time he was bedridden sick, as if he had never been sick, like he had forgotten how long he had existed.Calculating his age, he may be the oldest in the capital. He thought of the sentence Chu Jue said back then, "I am older than Muzhi. If you don't mind, you and I are brothers." Since then, Hu Yue From now on, just call Chu Jue brother Chu, and Chu Jue also calls her good brother.Even after a night of love and tenderness, the two still called each other like this and treated each other with courtesy, as if the night's entanglement had never happened to them.When Hu Yue woke up in Chu Jue's arms for the first time, he had a flat face and no emotion at all. He just called out Brother Chu in a slightly hoarse voice, and then pushed him away coldly. There was a fluctuation, and Hu Yue knew that his heart was hurting, but after that Chu Jue remained the same, he didn't make things difficult or forced Hu Yue to be special and affectionate to him.The resentment is almost not the same between the two.

Hu Yue turned over with difficulty, and the quilt on his body fell to the ground. He wanted to reach out to pick it up, but he felt dizzy and weak.The whole person rolled to the ground, and he actually laughed while lying on the ground. Unfortunately, he didn't have much strength, and he couldn't laugh for long.Then he closed his eyes until a pair of strong hands picked him up, put him on the bed, and covered him with the quilt again.Only then did Hu Yue feel a little warmth.

Then a cool cloth was placed on his head, and he opened his eyes, but he couldn't see who he came to know, only that someone fed him a pill.He heard the man sigh in a daze, and for some reason his heart tightened.

Then he closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, the room was already sunny, but the door was not opened, and medicinal soup was simmering on the stove.Chu Jue sat on the side, looking at the fragmented scroll that Hu Yue hadn't finished reading last night.Finding that Hu Yue woke up, he got up and walked over, "How is it? Do you feel better?"

Hu Yue's voice was still a little hoarse, he nodded, Chu Jue put a cotton coat on him, and said with a little reproach: "Although my brother is in good health, but on this cold day, you need to pay more attention to it." .”

Hu Yue shook his head and said, "It's just that I caught the cold last night..."

Chu Jue noticed that Hu Yue's left shoulder seemed to be unable to lift. He frowned and said, "It's not an ordinary typhoid fever. If it was someone else's severe cold poison, he might have died suddenly. But what happened last night?" Has anyone been here? The storyteller?"