Inside the High Wall [Quick Transmigration]

The autumn wind sent the boat back to Nanpu, and Pinghu ran across the Guangyi Bridge with a picture scroll wrapped in an oilcloth under his arm.

"Young master, young master." He whispered twice at the door of the study, seeing Zheng Zhao nodding, he walked in and put down the scroll, "Young one came back from the tailor shop, why is that so lazy. I only painted two times in these few days. What a waste of money the young master gave him."

Zheng Zhao didn't say a word, picked up the scroll and went to the desk to read it carefully.As the sun was getting dark, he looked at the scroll and it was a bit blurry, so he took the painting and moved it to the incense table in front of the west window, and opened the bamboo curtain to let the sunlight penetrate into the room.Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by, and the hibiscus flowers on the tree were blown down one after another, and the flowers fell all over the ground, and some even stained his cuffs and skirts.Zheng Zhao shook the flowers out of the window, turned around and saw that the scroll was also full of hibiscus flowers.He flicked the fallen flowers with his hand, only to find that the horse on the scroll was stepping on the fallen flowers.

Coincidentally, Zheng Zhao couldn't help laughing, his hands moved with the ink lines on the scroll, "A painting can take half a year."

Pinghu pursed his mouth, why did he get the pen, how could he make the young master look favorably on him.

"Why and where can I learn painting now?" Zheng Zhao asked while writing the postscript, only talking about the benefits of this painting, after all, it was going to be sold.

Pinghu replied: "A man surnamed Cao from Nianzixiang, he said that although Mr. Cao is not well-known, he is very real."

"It's really made great progress." Zheng Zhao stamped "Cang Yan Luo Zhao Jian", "These two paintings are sold for ten taels."

Twelve, this is too little.You can only get one or two if you sell it. Pinghu looked at the scroll on the case in disappointment, and asked: "Including the two paintings of He Gan, there are only five paintings in the shop. Is it closed?"

Zheng Zhao went to the tea room with a partition and sat down, sitting on a table with a stove and a teapot.

"Some people are famous, and some are unknown. Go to the countryside to find it. Shandong is full of culture, and there is always a thousand-mile horse waiting for Bole."

Pinghu's face turned bitter when he heard the words, he went to Zheng Zhao and begged, "Master, but I don't know how to paint."

"Then go to the clothing store." Zheng Zhao was frying tea, and the stove was boiling. He used a tea knife to cut open Pu-erh tea cakes. inferior."

Pinghu cupped his hands, turned and said goodbye, and went to the clothing store.He didn't come back for two or three days, and Erya even came to ask for Caiyun once.

"My lord!" The afternoon courtyard was hot, He Gan saw Zheng Zhao waving repeatedly.Pinghu was walking towards the study room with a pile of paintings in his arms, and behind them was a man in his thirties, wearing a blue square scarf and wearing a blouse, and he could tell by his attire that he was a down-and-out scholar.

"I'm in Niuda, I've seen Mr. Luanying!" The scholar stepped forward and bowed.

Zheng Zhao looked at Pinghu, and Pinghu looked at He Gan who was standing stupidly.

He Gan scratched the back of his head and said, "My Brother Pinghu took a tour of Linqing Mansion. Except for those adults, I just think he draws well."

He Gan said yes, and it must not be worse, Zheng Zhao heard this and looked at Niu Da.

Niu Da said humbly: "How dare I mention this word in front of Mr. Luanying, I just painted for a long time, not as good as Xiao He."

Zheng Zhao nodded and asked, "Brother Niu..."

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it, Mr. Luanying can just call me Lao Niu." As soon as he said this, he was interrupted, Niu Da waved his hand quickly, "It's ashamed to say, it's insulting to polite, the little girl is old, she has already decided My wife is going to get married, and my family is poor, so I want to sell paintings to earn some ink to make up for the dowry."

He bowed and bowed to Qian for his daughter.

Even though Niu Da's figure was low, Zheng Zhao could still feel his aloofness, so he said, "Since that's the case, just ask someone to send the painting, and you don't have to come in person."

Niu Da hesitated and said: "I draw slowly...Actually...actually...I want to ask Mr. Luanying for a loan first." After speaking, he bowed and bowed.

"Is there a painting that your family didn't have before?" Zheng Zhao was a little puzzled. People who are good at painting always have some works for practicing pens and games. Niu Da shouldn't need to paint now.

Niu Da smiled, and said embarrassingly: "I drew some last year, and I took them away as a dowry for my eldest daughter."

In a blink of an eye, the money changed hands, which is why he is so shy right now.Despite this, Zheng Zhao still thought that the money would come back after all the money was gone, and he ordered with a sympathetic feeling: "Pinghu, go and weigh the silver."

Pinghu took 100 taels and handed them to Niu Da, peeked at Zheng Zhao, and said the manuscript he made on the way: "This is 100 taels, all your paintings for the next five years will belong to Cang Yan Luo Zhao Jian, and you must draw at least Two. If sold, there will be a profit."

This condition is really generous, Niu Da hastily agreed: "Thank you, Mr. Luanying, I will definitely not only draw two paintings every year."

Seeing this, He Gan was a little envious and asked, "Brother Pinghu, do I want to sell paintings too?"

Pinghu didn't want to agree to him, but he knew that the young master liked him, so he said: "You are still learning painting, just put the painting on consignment, and share the profit. We will do it privately." Da's distribution is different, it's better to keep it secret.

He Gan smiled and said loudly: "That's great, if the paintings can be sold, I don't have to work in a clothing store."

Zheng Zhao looked at He Gan who was dancing and dancing. Compared with himself who occasionally organizes calligraphy and painting, He Gan obviously only enjoys the process of painting. He doesn't even know why he paints, but he is painting purely.

After talking about Niu Da, Pinghu and the young master went into the study to look at the paintings.

He didn't like any of these paintings, but he felt that after searching for so long, he only found one Niu Da and he couldn't keep up with his selling speed, so he might as well buy more and sell them.

"Master, those people came rushing to you, and bought the seals of Cang Yan Luo's photos when they saw them. They didn't look at the paintings at all, and went back to hang them on the wall of the study to make a scene. The little ones think that selling their paintings is enough. Even if they are good, they can’t see it, and it’s wasted.”

Zheng Zhao flipped through the picture scrolls on the desk, but none of them could read them.

"I don't stamp."

Seeing the young master's disgusted expression, Pinghu had no choice but to give up. He rushed to buy paintings based on the seal Cang Yanluo saw. If the young master didn't stamp the seal, these paintings could only be sold as waste paper.

He Gan left Zheng's house, bounced back to the clothing store to resign, and then went to Nianzi Lane with his luggage, deciding to borrow from Mr. Cao's house for two days, and then rent a house nearby to concentrate on painting.He sold both paintings last time, and got a full tael of silver. In the future, if he paints better, he will definitely be able to buy a house in Linqing and marry a local girl as his wife.

I almost forgot, Mr. Zheng asked him to go to a private school to study for a year or so, he doesn't need to be able to write articles, he just needs to be able to read and write, and the matter of marrying a wife will be left for later.

Cao Qie looked at his serious student distracted, and couldn't help being a little curious. He knew why he went out with Zheng Luanying's servant for a few days, so why did he quit his job when he came back and still be silly all day long.

He asked, "Why, what have you been doing these past few days?"

Just as He Gan was thinking about something, he was startled when he heard the question from Mr. He was so frightened that he quickly apologized and assured him: "Mr. Cao, I shouldn't be distracted. I'm sorry. I will never dare to do it next time. I must listen carefully."

Cao Qie said: "I'm just asking casually, I'm not angry."

He Gan stared at Cao Qie's face, seeing that he was really not angry, so he told the whole story.

"You have been looking for a few days, as long as you find a person recognized by Zheng Luanying, and after signing the contract, sell the paintings in Cang Yan Luo Photo Room?" Cao Qie asked freshly.

He Gan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said: "Yes, Mr. Zheng has high eyesight. I said it all, but Brother Pinghu still didn't believe it, so he just took a bunch of paintings to show Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng is indeed an Indian. I didn’t press it. I don’t even like those paintings, how can they be hung in the Cang Yan Luo photo room?”

After hearing this, Cao Qie fell into deep thought. He was born in the market, his father sold oil in the streets and alleys, and his mother did embroidery work at home. He had no money to study when he was young, and now he has no fame.He claims that his painting skills are far superior to others, and he is not a painter, but because of his background, scholars look down on him, and he only makes a living by painting God of Wealth, Bodhisattva and beauties.If Zheng Luanying's approval can be obtained, then maybe he can join the scholars and make friends with scholars.

He looked at He Gan who was full of confusion, sighed his luck, and asked, "Can you introduce me to Zheng Luanying?"

He Gan didn't know much about it, so he just asked, "Mister also wants to sell paintings in Cang Yan Luo Photo Room?"

Cao Qie nodded and said, "Of course I want to, but I don't know if my subtle painting skills can catch Zheng Luanying's eyes?"

He Ganxi said: "Sir must be qualified, Mr. Zheng is very kind, I will come to the door tomorrow and tell you, sir, just wait for the good news."

Zheng Zhao had known about Mr. Cao in Nianzi Lane from Pinghu for a long time, and when He Gan asked him to ask, he agreed.Cao Qie chose three masterpieces from home to bring to Zheng's house. Zheng Zhao had a good impression of Cao Qie because of He Qian's improvement in painting skills. After seeing his paintings, he was really good. He also agreed to enter the Cangyanluozhao room.

Cao Qie got Zheng Zhao's affirmation, and went home happily to have a banquet with friends, pretending to be half drunk and unintentionally bringing this up.

One stone stirred up waves, and Cao Qie's friends were also of the generation of Yashan Danqing, some of whom were well-known in Shandong, and a person who was usually insignificant was praised by Zheng Zhao, they were not reconciled at all.After complimenting and complimenting him at the banquet, he went home and scolded him bitterly for being intimidating and short-sighted. Then he took stock of his drawings the next day, and was going to try the Cang Yan Luo Photo Room as well.

In front of Zheng Zhao's gate, there were long carriages, and Pinghu was worried that there would be no paintings for sale at first, but now he began to pick and choose.But it is up to the three of He Gan, Niu Da, and Cao Qie to decide whose painting can enter the Cang Yan Luo Photo Room. More specifically, it is actually decided by the youngest He Gan.

As for Zheng Zhao... As the owner of the Cangyan Luozhao Room, he thought there were too many people making noise, so he avoided the Jingning Temple without doing anything.

Look for osmanthus in the middle of the month.

No matter how popular Cang Yanluo Zhaojian was, Zheng Zhao didn't get up until the afternoon.He used the vegetarian food in the temple and practiced his sword in the courtyard. His movements were slow, and the cold light of the sword became gentle.

"Young Master, Eldest Young Master sent someone to look for you." Ever since Pinghu was extremely busy taking care of Cang Yanluo, Danghu was a little unhappy.It used to be two people playing together, but now he is the only one who is idle.When Pinghu saved money, he mentioned Caiyun's matter with his grandma, and he didn't have time to play with him.

Knowing that Danghu was lonely, Zheng Zhao brought him to Jingning Temple, but it was in vain.

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Zheng Lian paced back and forth in front of the door, and waited for a long time for Zheng Zhao to come. He waved his hand to screen the servants away, let out a breath, and said calmly, "Third sister is pregnant."

Zheng Zhao suddenly felt a little absurd, the girl who set up a crab feast to make things difficult for him suddenly seemed like yesterday.

Zheng Lian rubbed his hands together, and said: "Just this matter, nothing else. A letter from home tells you to be careful in your words and deeds, and don't cause trouble."

"Got it." Zheng Zhao nodded and walked out.

After walking two steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned around quickly, stared at Zheng Lian and asked, "Where is Fourth Sister?"

Zheng Lian saw that his eyes were piercing, and he didn't see his usual elegant demeanor at all, so he couldn't help moving his throat, swallowing his saliva, and said truthfully: "Fourth sister has gone to Beijing."

What will she do, what will she fight for, and what will the two of them become.All things, the candle before the wind.Zheng Zhao felt in a trance that the sun was setting and the sky was cold, his skin and flesh seemed to be gouged out by wind knives and frost swords, exposing the bones in the ice and snow.He stepped on the fallen leaves, turned around and walked out the door.

"Third brother, if you can't catch up, fourth sister will leave in the morning." Zheng Lian shouted.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-02-2900:57:37~2020-02-2917:10:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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