The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

During the past few days when Bai Luoqiu came to Hankou, although it seemed that there was no drama on the surface, behind the scenes, he was not as free as outsiders thought.

In addition to practicing daily exercises, managing the Dechun class, and preparing for future performances, he also prepared to visit some well-known scholars and artists in Hankou.

Since ancient times, literature and art have not been separated. Only by building a good relationship with these groups can the Dechun Class gain a long-term foothold in Hankou.

Luo Weizhu still often came to look for Bai Luoqiu, and now he didn't even make excuses, and he stayed for a whole day, making Li Fu so angry that he stomped his feet helplessly, but Bai Luoqiu didn't say anything, but every time Luo Weizhu came Time to order a pot of tartary buckwheat tea with Northwest characteristics.

Tartary buckwheat tea is not leaf tea. Although it takes up the name of tea, it is a brewed drink made from roasted tartary buckwheat seeds.

Li Fu didn't understand why Bai Luoqiu wanted to entertain Luo Weizhu with such cheap tea, but Luo Weizhu never objected, instead he seemed to enjoy drinking it.

Li Fu couldn't ask Bai Luoqiu about this matter, so he had no choice but to think in his heart that they were really two strange people.

……

This day, Bai Luoqiu got up in the morning and finished his exercises. After changing his clothes, he planned to visit a master of Chinese painting who settled in Hankou as planned. Before he could go out, Luo Weizhu came again.

"I'm going to visit Mr. Jin." Bai Luoqiu said directly when he saw him.

Mr. Jin is more than 50 years old this year, and his wonderful calligraphy is well-known in China. It is difficult for many powerful people to find a pair of calligraphy from him.

When Mr. Jin went to Beijing a few years ago, he watched Bai Luoqiu's performance and was impressed by Bai Luoqiu's art. In the middle of the play, he had a sudden inspiration. Bai Luoqiu became a good story.

It can be said that Mr. Jin is one of Bai Luoqiu's boles, and Bai Luoqiu is Mr. Jin's source of inspiration.

Bai Luoqiu had just arrived in Hankou this time and planned to visit Mr. Jin, who knows that God is not a coincidence, Mr. Jin happened to be sick a few days ago, so he had to give up.

Old Mr. Jin was also thinking about Bai Luoqiu, and when he recovered from his illness, he sent his family to visit Bai's house. Then Bai Luoqiu took out the gift he had prepared long ago, and prepared to visit him.

"I'll go with you." Luo Weizhu said that this is not a problem.

"Are you going? With what capacity are you going? Don't you know Mr. Jin's temper?"

Mr. Jin's painting skills are superb, but as famous as his painting skills, he is also famous for his donkey temper.He seems to be born at odds with the rich and powerful, he does not participate in any activities hosted by the powerful and powerful, and most of the other parties come to the house and say that they are sick, and pursue the philosophy of living in the city as a hermit.

Luo Weizhu is not only a young marshal on tour, but also the son of the famous reckless man Luo Longsheng. This identity can be said to step on Mr. Jin's bottom line. Bai Luoqiu feels that if Luo Weizhu visits Jinfu, Eighty percent of them will be smashed out by the old gentleman with the inkstone.

"Aqiu, have you forgotten that I am not the young marshal of the Northwest, but the Fifth Young Master Wei who followed you to Hankou to do business." Luo Weizhu shook his head, "I was lucky enough to see Mr. Jin's paintings at home, I have always yearned for it, but this time I heard that Boss Bai is going to visit Mr. Jin, I was so excited, I begged again and again to go to the Jin mansion together, is there a problem?"

Bai Luoqiu glanced at the smiling Luo Weizhu, who was harmless to humans and animals, "Yes."

"what?"

"What about 'beg again and again'?"

Luo Weizhu was taken aback for a moment, then sneered, "Then...Aqiu, Boss Aqiu, I really want to visit Mr. Jin with you, why don't you take me there?"

Li Fu prepared the carriage and just entered the door to call Bai Luoqiu to go, when he heard Luo Weizhu's coquettish tone, he was so frightened that his feet were unsteady and he almost tripped over the threshold.

Goodness him!Who was the person who just spoke? !Is it the cruel and malicious Luo Weizhu?You won't be possessed by a vixen!

If Xie Yan was here, maybe he would teach Li Fu a word - I beg God to give me a pair of ears that I have never heard.

……

After hearing Luo Weizhu's words, Bai Luoqiu didn't show any emotion on his face, turned around and left, Luo Weizhu laughed when he saw this, and put other daggers, guns and other things around his waist into his clothes twice to ensure the appearance Seemingly harmless to humans and animals, he strode after Bai Luoqiu.

Standing at the door, Li Fu seemed to vaguely see the corners of Bai Luoqiu's mouth slightly raised as he walked towards him. Before he could suspect that his eyes were dazzled, Luo Weizhu followed. Li Fu was startled by the other's eyes, and hurried Leave to drive the carriage.

Mr. Jin's mansion is located on the outskirts of the city, built by a lake. It is said that such an environment is conducive to the old man's creative inspiration, but the transportation and shopping are not convenient.

Bai Luoqiu and Luo Weizhu were sitting opposite each other on the carriage, and as soon as they got into the carriage, Luo Weizhu eagerly helped Bai Luoqiu spread the fur mattress on his lap, and gave him a hand stove, and snatched Li Fu's job ten percent.

Stopping Li Fu, who was about to get angry, Bai Luoqiu changed the subject a little funny, "You just said that you have seen Mr. Jin's paintings, is it true or not? Mr. Jin doesn't have many calligraphy handed down, be careful if he sees the clues .”

"Of course it is true. In my father's study there is a picture of Mr. Jin's tiger descending the mountain. I often see it when I am at home."

"The picture of the tiger descending the mountain?" Bai Luoqiu was a little surprised. It took a long time to paint such a painting that could be hung in the study.

"Mr. Jin is actually willing to present such a painting to Luo Xunyan. It seems that I was wrong just now."

"It's not a gift, but I have to draw it." Luo Weizhu shook his head, talking about his father's black history, he was also a little speechless.

"What do you mean?"

Although he didn't really want to mention this, but Bai Luoqiu asked, Luo Weizhu could only answer in a more expansive manner.

"About a dozen years ago, Mr. Jin went to the northwest to collect wind and paint horses. He happened to encounter bandits making trouble and was besieged by a group of bandits in a town. That place was relatively close to my father's residence. My father heard the news and went to Encircle and suppress, and quickly deal with those gangsters."

"So Luo Xunxuan has saved Mr. Jin's life." Bai Luoqiu didn't expect these two people to have such an intersection, as expected, the world is full of wonders.

"If it ends here, it's still kindness." Luo Weizhu shook his head.

"What else did Luo Xunxuan do?"

"My father only studied in a private school for a few years when he was a child, and then he went to eat with a gun. He hated others to say that he was uneducated. Since he became the chief soldier with money and power, he began to find some arty things. "Luo Weizhu sighed, "After encircling and suppressing the bandits that day, he planned to return to the camp immediately, but he didn't expect that someone told me that there was a famous painter in this town. A masterpiece."

Bai Luoqiu looked at the hand stove and thought, "Mr. Jin can draw, right?"

Although he doesn't like the rich and powerful, Luo Longsheng is a life-saving favor to him after all. The old Mr. Jin in Bai Luoqiu's perception is not a person who knows how to repay his kindness.

"Mr. Jin didn't refuse to paint. He drew a picture of a Pegasus riding a cloud. The original intention was that he was trapped because he was learning to draw a horse. My father rescued him on the horse, so he painted a horse as a gift. It happens that the horse is my father's zodiac sign. I also wish my father every success.”

"Mr. Jin put his heart into it." Bai Luoqiu immediately heard how much Mr. Jin had put his heart into this painting.

"But my father didn't understand. He felt that it was a hard life for a horse to be driven by people. He found Mr. Jin and insisted that he draw another picture of a tiger. Although Mr. Jin thanked my father for saving his life, but his hard work How can you be indifferent to being so belittled?"

"The two didn't speak well and had a big fight. My father got angry and ordered people to surround Mr. Jin's residence. He wouldn't let him leave unless he drew a picture of a tiger."

"Later, Mr. Jin still looked at my father's life-saving grace. He spent ten days painting a picture of a tiger descending a mountain half the size of a wall. When he left, he bluntly said that there will be no human relationship in the future."

"Speaking of which, the name of my father's reckless man seems to have been passed down from the mouth of Mr. Jin at first."

"..."

Bai Luoqiu was rarely speechless, and didn't know how to evaluate this matter.

It’s wrong to say Luo Longsheng, after all, he went to save people, and didn’t cause any real harm to Mr. Jin. The famous Luo Xunxuan in Northwest China has such a temper, and he won’t change if you say anything about it; Mr. Jin is wrong, right? , May I ask which painter is not angry when faced with those who belittle his own paintings and force himself to paint?

"These two are naturally discordant, so it's good that they don't see each other again." In the end, Bai Luoqiu calmly came to a conclusion.

"Although my father was angry at Mr. Jin for calling him a reckless man, the painting was kept well and hung in the most conspicuous place in the study. Once a new staff member heard some rumors and wanted to please my father. Saying 'Jin Wenjun humiliated you so much, why do you still hang this painting, why not take it down and burn it', I didn't expect to be reprimanded by my father." Luo Weizhu laughed when he recalled the past.

"Oh? What did Luo Xunxuan say?"

Luo Weizhu held back a smile and said, "My father said that no matter how bad-tempered Jin Wenjun is, he has the capital to be bad-tempered. It's your turn to slander here? This painting is mine now, and he has scolded me all the time. I burned my own things and suffered two losses, am I sick?"

"..."

Bai Luoqiu was speechless for a while again, all he could say was that Luo patrolling this brain circuit was indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Luo Weizhu saw that Bai Luoqiu was listening to the story easily and joyfully, a slight smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the person sitting opposite him with a concentration that he couldn't even imagine.

……

Bai Luoqiu and Luo Weizhu chatted without a word, and before they knew it, the Jin Mansion arrived.

Bai Luoqiu stepped on the horse stool and got out of the car, handed the stove to Li Fu, and followed the guidance of the servants of the Jin Mansion into the main entrance of the Jin Mansion.

Mr. Jin Wenjun was originally from the capital, and his mansion was built according to a typical courtyard layout. Bai Luoqiu had just entered the door and walked around the screen wall. Before he could see the layout clearly, a swift black shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"Hey! Eat my old gold stick--"

Bai Luoqiu, relying on his background in opera learning, quickly flashed the black shadow sideways, fixed his eyes, and saw Mr. Jin, whom he hadn't seen in a few years, holding a majestic lotus stick made of paper. The posture of a monkey fishing for the moon.

Luo Weizhu didn't expect someone here to attack Bai Luoqiu, he quickly stepped forward to block Bai Luoqiu, with a bad expression on his face.

Bai Luoqiu saw the situation clearly, felt relieved, and asked dumbfoundedly, "What are you doing all over again?"

"Hey! Boss Bai still has the nerve to ask me!" Old Mr. Jin swished a stick twice, shaking his head, "You and I have been friends for many years, why did I never know that you have unrivaled power, you can tear it apart with your hands?" Foreigners, can you fly hairpins to seal the acupuncture points?!"

"Come, come! I happened to be taught by a famous teacher in the past few days, and my skills have greatly increased. Let's discuss and exchange ideas!"

The author has something to say:

Bai Luoqiu: ...What the hell?

Xie Yan: Dangerous!