sister-in-law married

Chapter 86

Yu Wenqing only cared about being mischievous and mischievous in the school, and kept teasing Li Yue about her being passed out by his kiss.

"Pretty cousin."

"Ahem, I'm going to read a book."

Li Yue lowered his head.

"What do the princess' lips taste like?"

"Ahem, I don't know."

"Cousin, are your ears red?"

"Do I have it?" Li Yue looked around, obviously being fooled, and then he really blushed, "Cousin, go back to your seat, don't keep wandering in front of me, I still have to study."

"Okay, okay, I really worked hard. In the future, I will take the No. [-] exam, wear red flowers, marry the princess as my wife, and then I will definitely make you beautiful. I will go. I also want to study, and I will go to the second place in the exam." In front of her brother, she acted very self-aware, it would be useless for her to be the champion anyway.After reading the book for a while, I braced my face and thought, what is Dongfang Lan doing at home at this time?

"Sister-in-law, hey."

Thinking of Dongfang Lan always makes her full of emotions.

At this moment, Dongfang Lan is very busy in the elegant residence of Shangshu Mansion. The time agreed with her has arrived. She is sorting out the paintings and embroidery. They are all made to order, and they have marked their names and places. I sent it to those people, and then came back with a bag of small pieces of silver.

After packing up the embroidery, she put these things into a big bag, and then sorted out the paintings, and pasted them on scrolls. It looked very stylish, and it was no different from ordinary calligraphy and paintings. This is a very good example. camouflage.

Dongfang Lan was happily busy, thinking that she would get the money again later, she was amused.

"Young Mistress, Madam is here."

Someone knocked on the door, it was Chunxiang.

Dongfang Lan thought: "What is she doing here in broad daylight?" She replied: "Understood." Quickly rolled up the painting, stuffed it into the usual painting tube, and mixed it with the others, and stuffed the packed package Entered the cabinet and locked it.After tidying up her clothes, she opened the door.

Chunxiang said, "Ma'am."

Mrs. Yuwen nodded, and smiled after entering, "What is Lan'er busy with?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to say hello to my mother, and my mother came over."

"Then it's a coincidence that I came here. I have something to give you. I was so busy with everything before that my head would explode." She said to the people who followed: "I haven't moved the things in yet."

Dongfang Lan looked over and saw that everyone was holding a bunch of paintings in their hands.

"Mom, this is?"

Mrs. Yuwen smiled and said: "These are all the materials and portraits of the daughters of the adults I collected. Please help me to take a look and pick out some with outstanding looks and good character. Let's consider together."

"okay."

To do such a big thing for such a small matter.Dongfang Lan accepted it with a smile.Mrs. Yuwen said: "Lan'er has to work hard, and Qing'er's marriage must be handled properly to make the master happy."

"Yes, my daughter-in-law understands."

"Alright then."

"Okay, daughter-in-law will send mother out."

Mrs. Yuwen took a group of people and left slowly.

On the fork in the road, Peony came over with a water basin, and noticed Mrs. Yuwen came again with sharp eyes. She didn't know what happened in the house, she was worried, and came over in a hurry. As soon as she entered the door, she asked, "Miss, has Madam been here?"

"Ah."

Dongfang Lan was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and a tea bowl in her hand, as if drinking tea.

"Did nothing happen?"

As Peony asked, she put the water basin on the shelf.

"How not?"

Dongfang Lan pointed to the desk with her chin, "Here, there." Peony followed her guidance and looked over, and saw that the desk was full of scroll paintings, piled up as high as a hill, there were not a hundred pieces, but eighty pieces.

"what is this?"

"Can't you see it, the Second Young Mistress of Shangshu Mansion's candidate?"

"With such a big commotion, those who didn't know thought the emperor was going to have a beauty pageant."

"It seems to be more than that. I don't know what the emperor would think if he knew." After being selected by Mrs. Yuwen on a large scale, there are still so many 'beauties' left, so how many original ones are there.

Peony walked to the desk, took a painting and looked at it, "Heh." After throwing it down, she took another one, "Huh?" Throwing it down, and took another one, "Huh?" Very rich, even the tone of voice is strange.

"How can this be to choose the second young lady? Is this a competition of ugly girls? What kind of magistrate's daughter, that minister's daughter, has no beauty, and even the girls in the mansion are prettier than this. Is this called a beauty? go."

Peony slammed the painting over and overturned the painting tube on the table. The painting in the painting tube fell down and mixed into the portrait sent by Mrs. Yuwen. Dongfang Lan spat the tea in her mouth come out.

Putting down the tea bowl, she ran over, "No, no, the painting I'm going to sell today is still in the painting tube, and it's in a mess now, help me find it quickly."

Mudan said: "Yes, why did you put the painting in the painting tube? It's not good for young ladies to be slaves. I didn't know that things would happen like this. The slaves were too careless."

"Don't talk about it, find it quickly, there are more than 20 pieces, and I have to rush to send them over."

"Yes Yes."

The master and the servant turned over the paintings in the pile of paintings, and they had to open them one by one. There was no mark on the paintings, which looked almost the same, and they had to be opened one by one.After searching for a long time, I found almost everything.

"Hey, why is there still one missing, look for Peony again."

"well."

Dongfang Lan packed up the paintings she found, put them aside, and went to find men's clothes in the closet by herself. She had her own outfit outside, an identity, and a name.

"Have you found it?"

"Not yet." Peony wiped the sweat from her head, "There are so many, I can't find them all at once."

"Forget it, I'll draw another one, it must be later. I'm a little embarrassed to let others wait, they are all regular customers."

Mudan apologized again and again, "It's not good to be a servant, otherwise I won't let the young lady bother."

Without further ado, Dongfang Lan started to work, moved all the portraits off the table, laid out new paper, took brushes, and paints, and asked Peony to help her. The two of them accelerated the work and finished it as early as possible. Dongfang Lan's brushwork Exquisite, after these years of painting, remove all the previous elegant paintings, those elegant things that were put away by high-ranking officials are not on the table of ordinary people.

Easy to understand is the essence of painting.

She has also failed in these years, and there are times when a painting cannot be sold. Later, she gradually realized that those paintings are not bad, but they are beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Landscapes are good, but how many people understand them? It's just a combination of rocks, isn't it?

Talking about art with vulgar people is insulting yourself as well as others.

Should Dongfang Lan be called 'degenerate'?

There are mountains and rocks in the painting, there are pavilions and pavilions, and there are also men and women. In the pavilion, there is a woman in white clothes trimmed with red borders. , put her hand into her shirt, and touched that round and lovely breast.

Who said that art comes from life.

Dongfang Lan stretched, and put the brush on the plate. "Okay, just wait for it to dry, and I'll take a rest." She walked out of the house, the sun was warming her, and her soul was as happy as dancing.

Peony has been busy painting with a fan to ensure that the paint on the painting is completely dry, and also sticking the painting on the scroll, rolling it up, putting it into a hard paper tube, and covering it with a lid.She still has a lot of incompetence for this work, and every time she looks at these paintings, she feels her ears burn.After all, it's a girl, and the gap of reserve still can't be bridged. She can't be as calm as Dongfang Lan, as if it's nothing, she doesn't have that state at all.

Her young lady, but with dirty hands, feeds a pure soul.

In the afternoon, Dongfang Lan packed her bag and went out with her back on her back. Before leaving, she took care of Mudan, "Remember to sort out the portraits here, and find out the one that was mixed in."

"Understood, miss, go at ease."

Dongfang Lan didn't go out directly through the front door or the back door, I'm afraid it will attract suspicion after she goes out, and her behavior doesn't last for a day or two, if someone who wants to know, it's a bad thing to sue Madam Yuwen.

Fortunately, she has kung fu, so she doesn't care about doors and windows, for her, there is a way everywhere.Dongfang Lan carried her things on her back and passed Gongming Pavilion. Because there were few people coming to this area and it was close to the wall, she would dig out from here every time and help everyone bring back some things. Some people did embroidery well, so she also helped Sales, so almost all of them here are their own people, and they have always turned a blind eye to her behavior of circumventing the wall.

On this day, I happened to run into Xiao Lian.Dongfang Lan remembered to remind her: "Miss Xiao Lian, please ask someone to come to my room to bring the paintings over later. They are all the daughters of the adults chosen by the mother for the second uncle. Let her see which one is suitable for you. tell me."

"Understood." Xiao Lian looked at Dongfang Lan carrying a big bag on her back, and said doubtfully, "Eldest Young Mistress, this is—"

"Visit?"

"Investigate what?"

"I always have to go to the mansions of those adults to see if those ladies are as good as the ones in the paintings. Don't have those unrealistic painters who use their own imagination to paint beautiful women into ugly women. But what’s so amazing, there was Mao Yanshou in the Han Dynasty who was not good at painting.”

Xiao Lian said: "It's really hard work, young mistress."

"It's not worth anything. I have to pay more attention to the matter of my second uncle."

Leaving Xiao Lian's sight and turning back, while she was walking away, he went back again, climbed over the wall, went outside, clapped his hands, and once he got out of the boudoir, he was very comfortable, and the people outside kept shouting, " Selling stuff, selling stuff..."

She can always feel the true taste of life and the ease of breathing freely with the world from these vulgar activities.He found a place to change his clothes into men's clothes, changed his hairstyle, put on a mustache, and smiled at the small mirror. In this way, even if Mrs. Yuwen walked beside her, she might not be able to recognize her.

The author has something to say: sister-in-law's secret has been discovered.

See you in the next chapter.

Because of Mudan's carelessness, the painting that shouldn't appear fell into Qing'er's hands...

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