Painting Tang

The Mu family army who went up the mountain to suppress the bandits returned to the city.

A firecracker battle was held in Yulin City for three days and three nights to celebrate the triumphant return of Old General Mu's only son, Young Master Mu.

The singing and dancing in the Panhua Tower continued, and the men who had just changed their uniforms held western-style goblets to celebrate the victory. The froth of beer broke into lights and shadows amidst the sound of collisions, staining the entire Panhua Tower with a layer of drunkenness. .

"My lords, you all drink like this, do you still want to add more wine?"

The lobby manager tried to persuade him to drink. This group of people who grew up in the barracks were all unfamiliar to him. One or two of them were far from those dudes who often patronized Panhualou. They didn't seem to be able to afford it. What a drinker.

"Just go up! There are so many nonsense in your place! Afraid we won't be able to eat the overlord's meal?"

"That's right, with our young general... the young master is here, I won't lose you in any way!"

The military rules and discipline are strict, and they came out to celebrate this time without telling the truth from General Mu, so of course they dare not directly report the name of Young Master Mu.

"Yes, yes, yes, just please restrain yourself a little bit. This is my kind reminder. Brothers from the Bilin Society are also having dinner at the Panhua Tower today. I'm afraid that you will get drunk and cause conflicts."

The manager had a good voice, and explained to the young master sitting in the center of the group of strong men, this gentleman was handsome and straight, and he was not as rough as the people around him. The noble son Tao raised.

The Bilin Society is the local snake that Panhualou relies on, and the black cubs of the Bilin Society have to take the initiative to settle any troubles that occur on weekdays.

"Don't worry, if something goes wrong, I will take care of it."

Mu Jingchen laughed, and also felt that the room smelled too much alcohol, so he walked out of the private room with his cup and went to the corridor to blow a breeze.

The coolness of the night surged up, and the hazy moonlight fell among the lights of thousands of families and melted into a gentle warm wind. Just yesterday, the bandits' village flag on the hilltop in the distance was just broken by their Mu family army.

Mu Jingchen stared into the distance for a moment in a daze, didn't pay attention to his side, and accidentally bumped head to head with the person who barged out from the box next to him.

"Well……"

"Feel sorry."

He reacted very quickly, reaching out to catch the man, his slender waist was not even as wide as his palm, and the man who was about to fall was startled, so he grabbed Mu Jingchen's collar without any hassle.

"Did it hurt you?"

Mu Jingchen held him firmly in his arms. The man's water-colored cheongsam was embroidered with blue waves and ripples. His brows and eyes were delicate and good-looking, like a little star god descending from the earth. When he was frightened, his eyes seemed to be full of ink, soft Ruo Wenyu.

"No...thank you."

"Little beauty! Don't run away!"

A few drunken hooligans were chased out of the private room, with blue-gray tattoos on their arms, which was the symbol of the Bilin Society.

"Accompany me for a drink or two!"

The little beauty who bumped into Mu Jingchen's arms trembled when she heard the sound, and ran away with her long legs while holding the hem of the cheongsam, and accidentally knocked over the wine glass in Mu Jingchen's hand, only to hear "啪呵" With a bang, the glass shattered into pieces.

It's a man.

Mu Jingchen looked at the palm of the hand that had just wrapped around the beauty's waist, and naturally seized the opportunity of the hero to save the beauty, and stepped on the pillar, blocking the way of the group of Bi Linhui hooligans.

"Stinky boy, do you want to block the way?"

The leader of the man had three scars on his neck. He was called Brother Scar by people in the Jianghu. His two-meter-tall head stood in front of Mu Jingchen like a ferocious beast.

"I don't like looking up at people."

Mu Jingchen rubbed his neck, and suddenly kicked Brother Scar's knee with a sweeping leg, grabbed his collar and hooked him back, Brother Scar, who was strong enough to carry a tripod, was like a deflated ball that leaked air He was pinned against the side wall.

"Why so loud? Don't tell me something happened to Mr. Mu?"

The soldiers in the house heard the movement, and someone put down his glass and wanted to come out to check the situation, but was stopped by the person next to him:

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Mu? Just this group of rotten fish and rotten shrimps is not enough for him to drink. Sit down and drink with peace of mind, don't spoil your Mr. Mu's happiness."

"Oh, that's right. Hey, don't finish the wine stewed beef. Leave two mouthfuls for Master Mu."

Mu Jiajun's private room was full of singing and dancing, with constant praise, but they didn't know that Young Master Mu, whom they trusted, was standing in the corridor at the moment and was being pointed at his head with a gun.

"You kid is crazy! This is the territory of our Bilin Society! Dare to hit Brother Scar, be careful, I will shoot you dead!"

Brother Scar's younger brothers saw that the situation was wrong, and knew that Mu Jingchen was capable of fighting, so they drew their guns directly. Mu Jingchen, who grew up counting the bullets beside the ammunition pile, would not be afraid of this. gun, only to touch a bare leather belt.

Bad, I didn't bring a gun when I came out to drink today.

"You know you're scared, don't you?"

The little bastard saw that Mu Jingchen was out of control, so he immediately became arrogant. Brother Scar was knocked out by the brat, and he was the one who could speak at the scene. The little bastard pointed the gun at Mu Jingchen. Jing Chen's temples, swollen face to pretend to be fat, said harshly:

"If you want to be safe, you can just lose money."

Mu Jingchen who thought he was about to be beaten: "?"

"Here, look at the goblet you broke. This cocoa was imported from the foreign devils. There are less than ten of them in the Panhua Building. You ruined one in this way. Don't say anything else, keep it for a while." Qian Dayang, let your boy go."

"A thousand oceans?"

Mu Jingchen laughed and said, "Whether this broken cup is inlaid with gold or diamonds, I think it's too much for a thousand oceans to buy your dog's life."

"How dare you talk back!"

The little bastard forced his face with a gun, "Two thousand, you can add another thousand if you reply."

"Oh?"

Thoughtful, Mu Jingchen took off the Zhengyang green wrench and threw it to the bastard.

"Then I'll add digits to you, and you tell me the name of the beauty who just escaped."

"This, this, this, this finger wrench..."

It was the first time for the little bastard to see such a pure jade, and he whispered to the people beside him in a panic, "Is this finger ring real?"

"How can ordinary people afford to wear this thing, brother, let's accept it as soon as we see it?"

Those who are knowledgeable can see that Mu Jingchen can buy half of the Panhua Building with just one finger. Although seeing him face to face, they are afraid of causing trouble. Let Mu Jingchen go today.

"You're a smart boy, hmph,"

The little bastard put the jade wrench into his purse, and ordered the others to lift up the unconscious Scar,

"That beauty is not something you can covet, I advise you that if you want to survive, you should give up your heart and don't grab things with our boss!"

"Oh?"

Mu Jingchen let out a cold snort, long ago he wanted to find a chance to deal with these local snakes, but he didn't expect to find another little beauty.

"Everyone, what's the matter? Let's all drink happily, don't hurt your friendship."

The manager of Panhualou, who arrived late, wiped the sweat from his brow. Seeing that the Bilin gang had drawn their guns, his heart was in his throat, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and try to persuade them to fight.

"You do it yourself, don't think that you can do whatever you want with a jade or jade finger, hum. Brothers retreat!"

The little bastard just found the steps, and after a few words of warning to Mu Jingchen, he took the priceless jade ring finger and carried his brother Scar back to the box.

"Master, won't you come in? It's very windy in the building at night, so I'm telling you not to blow you."

The manager nodded and bowed to send off the group of bandits from Bilin's gang, and then turned to Mu Jingchen respectfully. To be able to slip away from Bilin's gang without being hurt, if he is not very rich, then he is incomparably rich.

"Let me ask you, will there be any men among the hostesses here?"

"Hey, don't be joking, our Panhualou is a serious restaurant, and the girls are all brought by the guests themselves, so it has nothing to do with us."

"Which is the most famous fabric store in the city?"

Mu Jingchen asked again, although he just took a hand, he could feel the beauty's silk and satin, which was of great value. Temperature, this satin is hard to buy now, it is not usually available in big stores.

"Oh, I know this one well,"

The manager pointed downstairs, "The shop on the left at the end of this road is where all the masters and ladies in Yulin City make clothes, and the shopkeeper is especially good at making cheongsams."

"Is it."

Mu Jingchen nodded to himself, and after dismissing the manager, he also entered the room. As soon as the soldiers in the room saw him coming back, they rushed up with the leg of lamb to drag him to continue drinking.

"By the way, Mr. Mu, do you want to go back to the military academy to have a look in a few days? You became famous in the battle against bandits, and the school can't wait to paint you on the wall for publicity, so that those boys who are still studying can learn from your masculinity." Qi."

"talk later,"

Mu Jingchen touched the place where the finger was originally attached, "There is still something to deal with before then."

"Okay! Let's not talk about work tonight, just drink! How can there be so much good wine and good meat on the mountain? Come, Mr. Mu, I'll toast you again!"

The smell of alcohol washed away the exhaustion of these heroes who returned from suppressing the bandits. Many years ago, they were just high-spirited young men who studied in the Yulin Military Academy. After graduation, they were recruited into the Mu Family Army. .

Yulin Military Academy is the first university in the city to popularize new education in an all-round way, and it is under the military command. It has trained batch after batch of national role models who have devoted themselves to all walks of life. Mu Jingchen is one of the outstanding graduates of the military academy.

In the past two years, in addition to military training, the military academy has set up departments of medicine, literature, and fine arts, especially the fine arts department. It recruited a group of graduates who had returned from overseas as teachers, and attracted many aspiring students.Compared with the erudition and knowledge of these young returnee professors, the Department of Fine Arts is more attractive for its novel teaching methods - Yulin Military Academy was the only school in the mainland that provided nude models and taught students to draw realistic human bodies.

"Hey, have you heard? The young master Mu of the Mu family has returned to the city."

Before class, the young students in the military academy chattered about the rumors in the city these days.

"Who doesn't know, the commotion was so big that it was almost necessary to post a notice on the wall of every courtyard to tell everyone that he is back."

Some students teased while standing up the drawing board,

"However, you said it was not good for the Bilin Gang to provoke anyone, and you provoked him."

Yu Tang, who had been helping to sort out the plaster plaster used for sketching at the back of the classroom, finally raised his head slowly when he heard the words "Mu Young Master".

"Mu Jingchen is back?"

"Assistant Xiaoyu knows him?"

The young professor Zou Weiyi who was in charge of teaching students to copy from life walked up to Yu Tang, "He is not a good guy."

"I don't know her, I just admire her name for a long time."

Yu Tang smiled faintly, "Professor Zou has a feud with him?"

"That's too much!"

When Zou Weiyi mentioned Mu Jingchen, he became very angry. Since the age of six, the two of them have been walking around frequently. That Mu Jingchen was as bad as a bandit, and he often made him cry.

"You see, as soon as he came back, he led the army to surround Panhualou, smashing and burning it. It's more like a gangster than the Bilin Gang."

"...He smashed the Panhua Building?"

Yu Tang paused, why did Mu Jingchen smash the Panhua Building for no reason? Could it be because he rescued him before...

I don't know if I should use evil fate to describe it, but the "little beauty" that Mu Jingchen rescued in Panhua Tower that night was none other than Yutang.

"Yes, I said it was because I smashed a cup the day before and got a jade finger, and the next day I led soldiers to surround them, and I had to spend enough money for a finger to stop."

Zou Weiyi was full of disdain. His family was in business, and his ancestors valued reading and elegance. Naturally, he couldn't understand the little bandits like Mu Jingchen who grew up in the military camp.

"Isn't Panhualou under the cover of the Bilin Gang?"

"The Bilin gang is just a gangster. Whoever dares to make a mistake when they encounter the army can only admit it. Mu Jingchen lost the money after smashing it. What can the shopkeeper say if there are mountains of gold and silver piled up in front of him. I Let me tell you, others don't know, and I don't know Mu Jingchen? He just wants to vent his anger."

Yu Tang hummed, and it happened that the clock in the studio was chiming the hour. Another old professor who was in charge of teaching art with Zou Weiyi came in with painting tools and greeted Yu Tang:

"Xiao Yu, come on, let's paint for half a day today and see what the students are painting before we talk about what to paint in the afternoon... But don't worry, your salary is still calculated as a whole day."

"it is good."

Yu Tang put down the things in his hands, walked across the drawing board to the model chair placed in the center of the studio, and took off his shirt with ease.

He is the royal nude model who is privately called "Yanbo Haitang" by the students in the Yulin Military Academy.