Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

Before Liniang gave birth, Lu Qingyi visited her when she went back to Nantong to visit her parents. She wanted to go to Yanghe after Liniang gave birth. After waiting for a few days, Liniang did not show any signs of giving birth. She was afraid that Shen Wenchang would not be able to find her when she returned to Yanghe. Then set off back to Yanghe.

When Lu Qingyi came back from Nantong, she devoted herself to making the descendants rich. Not only did she plan how to sell paintings for Chen Huayun, but she also set up a shop in a good location for Liu Zhaoping, hired two clean cooks, and no longer specialized in selling tofu. Tofu, tofu nao, and dried tofu are all available. It was named Hedong Lion's Roar and wrote a poem by the door.

Chen Huayun and his wife became rich in just half a month. They took off their mended clothes and changed their appearance.Because the family has money and no longer has to worry about making a living, Liu Zhaoping's temper has improved a lot. Although he would swear at people when he was in a hurry, he smiled a lot all day long and cared more about Chen Huayun. Chen Huayun was flattered and always felt himself In a dream.

A few days ago, Lu Qingyi signed up for Chen Huawen's ten-year painting competition. In the first two games in Huaizui Painting Building, Chen Huawen's on-the-spot paintings actually compared the popular Mr. Siliang and Dongshan Ronin, and became famous for a while. , Some people even set up bets outside the painting building, specifically to determine who would win and who would lose, and those who bet on Chen Huawen actually made a hundred taels of bet.

This painting competition did not exist hundreds of years ago. Since Chen Jiyun's death, the deeds have spread among the people. The government of Yanghe built the Huaizui Painting Building in response to public opinion. Since then, there has been a painting competition in honor of Chen Huaixi , although it has undergone a change of dynasty, the Yanghe Painting Contest has been passed down to this day, and Chen Huaizui has become a cultural symbol of Yanghe.

This competition is held once every ten years, with seven games divided into three days.It has always been presided over by the magistrate of Yanghe County, and invited ten-mile squires and popular scholars to be judges.This year, the county magistrate came to Beijing, and the competition was delayed, and the literati handed in the booklets and entered Linping Mansion. Seeing that the literati were like this, the magistrate came to Yanghe to preside over it himself.After two days of painting competition, the threshold of the Chen family was almost stepped down, and Yanghe also popularized a saying: When the Lion of Hedong roars, the scholar shakes three times; Husband is good, shrew is at the right time.

On the third day of the competition, Lu Qingyi went to Chen's house early in the morning, and several of them went to the painting building together.At Chenshi, Shen Wenchang rode a horse into the city gate of Yanghe. When he got home, the door was locked. He led the horse and walked in the market, seeing passers-by in twos and threes walking together in a spirited manner.

"Let's go, let's go, it's about to start, do you think Chen Huayun can win the painting title in one fell swoop this time?"

"In the previous few rounds, he even lost Mr. Siliang and Dongshan Ronin. Isn't it a sure thing to be the top one?"

"Do you think this Chen Huayun is blessed by his ancestors? There is a portrait of Chen Huaizui hanging in the center of the painting building. Under the portrait, his descendants are participating in the competition, and they are expected to become the top painters."

Shen Wenchang stopped when he heard the word Chen Huayun, stopped one of them and asked, "Your Excellency, where is this drawing competition?"

"I'm pregnant with the painting building." The pedestrian replied.

"Isn't this drunk painting building locked? I've lived in Yanghe for a while, but I've never seen the door of the painting building open?" Shen Wenchang asked suspiciously.

"You are not from Yanghe, so you don't know the reason. This Huaizui painting building was built to commemorate Chen Jiyun, the magic brush of the former dynasty. It is not open on weekdays. Only the five-year painting competition is opened by the government. There are Chen Huaizui's descendants inside. The drunken relics donated to the painting building are taken care of by special officials from the government, and ordinary people can’t get in.” The pedestrian’s face was full of radiance, and the pride of being a Yanghe person appeared on his face, “Let’s go and have a look, here we come If Yanghe doesn’t enter the painting building, it’s like coming in vain.”

Shen Wenchang responded with a smile: "I want to go in and have a look to open my eyes."

Shen Wenchang followed the pedestrians to the Huaizui Building. The moment Shen Wenchang stepped into the gate, he saw Chen Huayun on the stage, who was concentrating on painting at the moment.

Because there were so many people, Shen Wenchang didn't go in, but stood still by the pillar at the door.

"Come on, Daddy!"

"Come on, my husband!"

Shen Wenchang heard the sound and looked around, and saw Liu Zhaoping, the two children, and the person who was thinking about it beside him, smiling and knocking the melon seeds in their hands at the moment.Shen Wenchang smiled. Didn't her wife enjoy it while she was away?

For this painting, the paper is divided into three sections, and it is required to combine them into one piece at the end. Not only the painting skill is good, but also the composition and memory are tested.

Chen Huayun finished one-third of the painting, and someone stepped forward to take the painting and put it on the easel in front of the stands.

"It can't be Chen Huaizui's descendants. This painting of green mountains and green waters is amazing."

Shen Wenchang laughed when he heard the words, and looked at Chen Huayun with more relief. Looking around, the pavilions were covered with paintings, all of which were made by previous top painters, and each of them was exquisite.

The hourglass was flowing quietly on the stage. It was close to noon, and the three people on the stage had finished the painting.

The magistrate led the squires and poets to appreciate them one by one. After half a stick of incense, everyone started voting with a wooden sign.

The prefect put his hands behind his back and hung the red string on the wooden sign on Chen Huayun's easel. After the prefect voted, the gentry and poets behind him began to vote one after another.In the end, Chen Huayun's easel was already covered with wooden signs, so some poets put the wooden signs in front of the easel, and the result was clear at a glance.

"The government announced that in the winter of Tianshun's 21st year, in the painting competition, Chen Huayun won, and he will be the best painting in the world."

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen." The two painting on the same stage moved forward

"Brothers, accept, accept." Chen Huayun returned the gift.

"Mr. Jihuai, my mother's [-]th birthday is coming soon, and I would like to ask you to make a birthday picture with a lot of money."

"Mr. Chen, my new store is open, please make a couplet."

Chen Huayun was taken aback for a moment, and then saw more and more people approaching to ask her to paint, he had no idea, and looked at his wife, and saw Shen Wenchang who was not far behind his wife's table.

"Master!!" Chen Huayun was overjoyed.

There was a smile on the corner of Shen Wenchang's mouth, and he was taken aback when he heard the words. Seeing everyone looking at her together, he couldn't help smiling bitterly. Did Chen Huayun deliberately divert everyone's attention, or was he just happy to see her.

Everyone heard the words and followed Chen Huayun's gaze, only to see a young man standing beside the pillar with a calm demeanor, and when he was young, he saw a beautiful and refined little woman walking towards the young man.

"Your master at such a young age?" The magistrate couldn't believe it.

Everyone was even more amazed, this painting Kui's skill is already very good, wouldn't it be even more so as a master.

"When did you come back?" Lu Qingyi smiled.

"Just arrived, but the door was locked out, so I had to come out to look for someone." Shen Wenchang laughed.

"It's not mine, let's go home, I learned how to cook with my apprentice-in-law, you can try my cooking when you go home." Lu Qingyi was very happy, and was about to walk out while holding Shen Wenchang's arm.

"Wait a minute." The magistrate on the stage called out, "Since I am the master of Hua Kui, please come to the stage for a while."

Shen Wenchang turned around, a little surprised, seeing that the magistrate spoke up, it was not easy to lose face in public, so he took Lu Qingyi's hand and went up to the stage.

"Lieutenant Shen Wenchang of Yanghe pays his respects to Your Excellency." Shen Wenchang saluted slowly.

The magistrate was shocked when he heard the words, and looked up and down: "Shicai, Chen Huayun called your master, you are young, can you really be a master and apprentice with him?"

Shen Wenchang said with a smile: "Although Hua Yun's painting skills are the result of his hard work for ten years."

Seeing that Shen Wenchang was neither humble nor overbearing, he responded calmly, and he did not show off his identity as the master of Huakui in his words, and he appreciated it quite a lot.

"I've only heard that the captain sees kung fu right away. I've never heard that there are flowers in the captain's pen. Today, Captain Shen, can you open my eyes?"

"Yeah, we also want to open our eyes."

Shen Wenchang cupped his hands, and just about to say no, he felt that his sleeves were being pulled. When he turned around, he saw that it was his wife. He was puzzled, tilted his head and raised his brows, looking at Lu Qingyi in a bewildered manner.

Seeing Shen Wenchang's appearance, Lu Qingyi couldn't hold back her laughter, and whispered: "Don't refuse, let's be proud in front of my father when we return to Nantong."

Shen Wenchang's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Okay?" Lu Qingyi knew that although her father had no choice but to recognize his son-in-law, he still looked down on him more or less in his heart. She had been looking forward to going back and showing off in front of her father for not a day or two.

Shen Wenchang didn't expect his wife to be so childish after her second life: "Did you get spoiled by the disciple-in-law?"

Lu Qingyi squinted at Shen Wenchang.

Shen Wenchang stretched his neck, and turned to face the prefect who was watching the excitement. Although she didn't want to be burdened by fame, why not use it to coax her own wife?

"That's it, the next official is making a fool of himself."

"Okay, Chen Huayun, prepare a pen and ink for your master." The prefect smiled and walked to his seat.

"Okay." Chen Huayun cleaned the pen and spread the paper in a desperate manner.

"Mother, is Master's painting better than Daddy's?" Chen Yichu asked his mother next to him.

Liu Zhaoping hugged his little daughter and nodded: "Yeah." Then he shook his head: "In the eyes of others, your master draws well, but in the eyes of mother, no one can draw better than your father."

When Chen Yichu heard that the freshly peeled melon seeds fell on the robe, he picked up the melon seeds on the robe with his small hands and held them up to his mother, saying: "Mother, this melon seeds are a bit sweet."

"Huh?" Liu Zhaoping reached out and picked up the melon seeds and threw them into his mouth, chewed them and said, "Nonsense, how sweet are they?"

Chen Yichu smiled without saying a word, looking at the stage.

Shen Wenchang did not paint with fine brushwork. With just a few brush strokes, a woman with a strong sex jumped on the paper. The woman on the paper was lying leisurely on a recliner, holding a book in one hand, and pinching melon seeds on a side plate with the other.

Shen Wenchang put down the pen in his hand, changed to another one, dipped the pen in thick ink and wrote on the top: "Lifetime is a couple, lifelong love depends on each other."

"This painting..." The squire at the side was incredulous, approached, and bent down to take a closer look.

"What's wrong with this painting?" The magistrate was surprised. Shen Wenchang got up and didn't draw a few strokes, but he was able to outline the expression of the woman in the painting, which is a testament to his skill.

"From a distance, it looks like Chen Huaizui's work, but when you look up close, the brushwork is different. It's so strange." The squire stared at the painting and praised it again and again.

Chen Huayun was even more stunned. This painting clearly depicts her little mistress. She was able to draw such a similar appearance with just a few strokes, which made her even more amazed. In her opinion, this kind of painting skill is by no means ten years old. It can be done in eight years.

"Okay, as expected of the master of Huakui, his painting skill is comparable to only a handful of people. He is really a genius at such a young age." The magistrate praised.

"Your Excellency has wronged the award." Shen Wenchang bowed his hands modestly.

At this time, Chen Huayun's painting had been framed and hung beside Chen Huaizui's portrait. Seeing this, the magistrate said, "Lieutenant Shen, since this work was made in the Huaizui painting building, let's keep it and hang it here." In the building, how about letting the next contestants watch it?"

"It's up to the adults to decide."

The magistrate was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly asked someone to take it for mounting.

"Sir, let's go home." Lu Qingyi was quite moved after Shen Wenchang wrote that there will be a couple for life, and they will depend on each other for life. Besides, they have been separated for many days, so they naturally miss it, and just want the two of them to be alone and express their thoughts.

"Okay, go home." Shen Wenchang gave Lu Qingyi a doting smile, and bowed to the magistrate: "My lord, I just got home and I'm a little tired, so I'll take my leave first."

After hearing the words, the magistrate knew what was happening in Yanghe, so he said, "You've been exhausted all the way, so go back and rest early."

Shen Wenchang smiled and took Lu Qingyi's hand, and walked down the steps step by step to the entrance of the painting building. Behind him, the new painting was framed and hung high.

"It's like a couple of gods and gods." Someone in the crowd looked at the backs of Shen Wenchang and Lu Qingyi and admired them.

"Lifetime is a couple, and life after life is dependent on each other. I also want such a fairy love." Liu Zhaoping murmured to himself while holding his daughter.

"Mother, my father is fine." Chen Yichu said in a low voice.

Liu Zhaoping was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded sharply.