Get on the wrong sedan chair and marry the right wolf

Qu Quan concentrated on several recent important cases in the Ministry of Punishment. After taking care of various aspects, he asked the newly appointed servant of the Ministry of Punishment to prepare an essay, and then he planned to go home.As soon as he got out of Xiatai Prison Division, he saw a young gentleman wearing a square scarf and plain clothes waiting beside the carriage. When the young gentleman saw Qu Quan coming out of it, he didn't rush to greet him, but turned to the man behind him. Carrying the cloth bag in front of him, he waited for Qu Quan to pass by himself.The coachman who went out with him today is a newcomer, and when he saw this posture, he felt disgusted.

He didn't know this person, but Qu Quan made it up.She didn't take offense at the man's arrogance, instead she took the initiative to go over with a smile, raised her hand and said, "Why are you here to see him off this time? Where are your little apprentices?"

The young scribe didn't answer, but put the bundle in his hand into Qu Quan's arms, "Take it."

Qu Quan subconsciously felt caught off guard and staggered under the weight of the heavy burden in his arms, a little bit dumbfounded, "So heavy?"

There was a mischievous smile on the lips of the young scribe, and he disappeared. He looked intently, but could not find the slightest sign on those thin lips, "I got some fine lapis lazuli and malachite a while ago. , and I’m also very interested, so I’m ready to send some to you.”

Qu Quan thought the burden was too heavy at first, but when he heard this, he immediately smiled, and weighed the burden in his arms like a baby, "Oh, you are really good at making surprises. Don't say thank you, come to my study another day Pick~ I also got some treasures recently, and there are original works of your favorite Wu Daozi in them."

The young scribe's eyes lit up, and then his face was calm again, "Is it a baby, I'll know when I see it. I still have some orpiment to deal with, so I'm going back."

Qu Quan knew that he would not leave anyone behind if he wanted to leave, so after saying goodbye, he would put the burden in his arms on the carriage board of the carriage——

"Hold me!" The young scribe looked back worryingly, just in time to see this scene and startled, Qu Quan suddenly opened his eyes, the young scribe walked over a few steps, and took the burden from her arms , "Get in the car, I'll hold you, this thing can't be put on the ground."

Qu Quan smiled understandingly, and patted his shoulder, "I'm sorry to trouble you~"

On the way back, Qu Quan looked very happy with his bundle in his arms. The new coachman at the front knew that Qu Quan was in a good mood, so he asked respectfully while driving the carriage: "That young man is very kind, is he a friend of your lord?"

Qu Quan understood and smiled, "You mean to say he's crazy."

The coachman was impressed, and smiled embarrassedly. When he saw the carriage entering the lively workshop, he took his whip and made the carriage go slower, "There are a few."

Qu Quan opened the bag in her bosom, and the containers of various materials inside were exposed. She took out one and opened it, and her eyes suddenly lit up, as if the green mountains and green streams in the world were competing to gather and condense, and then condensed into the new green in the bottle in her palm. .

"The number one painter in the world, who is not crazy if he is not crazy?"

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Shangshufu

Ling Xueji was staring at a pair of hydrangea birds in a daze. The apricot-yellow hydrangea bird had been subjected to some kind of abuse these past few days, and it was skin-to-bone skinny. Standing next to her orange-red hydrangea bird was like Like a mother and daughter, her body is only half the size of her sister.

"Ugh."

The corn in Ling Xueji's hand was sprinkled on the small stone table, the orange-red hydrangea bird was almost "dying" and did not respond at all, while the apricot-yellow hydrangea bird let out a series of excited "coo-coo-coo", like a starving ghost Da Da ran over and continued to peck at the corn with his mouth stuffed with millet, for fear that he would not finish after eating this meal.

"Yo, is this still the fat glutinous rice ball from before?" Qu Quan poked his head out from behind her, gloating at its current appearance, "Why is it so skinny~"

"Qu Quan, don't talk nonsense!" Ling Xueji turned around and smeared Qu Quan's face, regardless of the corn dross in his hands, "You are not allowed to call my sister's bird!"

Qu Quan was staggered by her cover, struggling to resist inarticulately, "Didn't you forget that it hit me like that before? I still remember it clearly, it seems like it's too early to hug me!" (I think it has suffered retribution!)”

Qu Quan has no other skills, the greatest skill is to hold grudges, from childhood to adulthood, anyone who provoked her, even if she just touched a hair of her, will always remember it in her heart, of course, she beat her up on the wedding night Except for people.But this hydrangea bird is different, she clearly remembers that when this bird became fat into glutinous rice balls, it hit her eyes and swollen for half a month!

"Qu Quan, stop talking, stop talking!"

Ling Xueji's grip was too tight and Qu Quan felt a little dizzy, and quickly begged for mercy, "Okay, oh, I won't say anything, be careful, let go, I still have something in my arms!"

"Is there something in your arms?" Ling Xueji blinked curiously, and poked his head out to look, "You are such a precious thing, it must be a good thing~~ I want to see it, I want to see it too~~"

Seeing her appearance, Qu Quan deliberately hid the things behind her back, teasing her: "You won't let me touch the glutinous rice balls, and I won't let you touch my things either~"

Ling Xueji widened her beautiful eyes, and her face was full of such an expression, "I, I..."

"Okay, okay, I was just joking." Qu Quan hurriedly took Xueji's hand and led her into the study, "Come here, let me take a good look..."

"Wait for Qu Quan, I'll put the hydrangea bird back."

So Qu Quan had no choice but to wait for Ling Xueji's aunt to stuff those two fat glutinous rice balls, which she thought was very ignorant -- oh no, it's already a fat glutinous rice ball and a skinny glutinous rice ball, and stuff them back into the cage together.Looking at the cruel comparison between the two big and one small, he couldn't help asking: "Why, this glutinous rice ball is usually covered by Wei Yueyan? She was bullied like this as soon as she left?"

Of course she knew that Ling Xueji's precious hydrangea bird was raised by Ling Qiufan. It's not that she didn't know about the fact that the sisters used the hydrangea bird to send messages to each other. , still makes people curious.

Ling Xueji sighed, "My sister fed the hydrangea bird herself. My sister has been in a bad mood since she left for the expedition. She still remembered to feed the bird a month ago, but then she became more and more out of her mind. She often even forgot to feed the bird. , I saw that it was pitifully thin, so I told my sister that I would feed it for a while."

"Grow fat glutinous rice balls and return them?" Qu Quan raised his eyebrows.

Ling Xueji hurriedly hid the birdcage behind her back, looked at Qu Quan vigilantly, like a small animal on the edge of a natural enemy, "Qu Qu Quan, do you still want to eat it..." As he spoke Actually started to feel aggrieved, "It just bumped into you."

"Where do you want to go?" Qu Quan took advantage of her being unable to move his hand away for a while, and quickly flicked her forehead, looked at Ling Xueji's puffed cheeks with a smile and said: "Okay, okay, come with me, bring me You play something fun!"

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Looking at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones spread out, Ling Xueji touched here and there like a curious baby, Qu Quan carefully kept the new paints in the cabinet, only took a can of purple and a can of blue and left come over.

"What is Qu Quan?" Ling Xueji looked inside, "Ah, so pure purple and cyan."

"That's right." Qu Quan pounded a little into a shallow porcelain dish, mixed it with water to melt the color, brought a medium-sized brush and smiled at Ling Xueji, "How about I teach you how to draw?"

"Yeah!"

Putting the writing brush into Ling Xueji's hand, adjusting the standard brush holding posture, seeing Ling Xueji still looking into the porcelain dish curiously, asked her with a smile: "Does this color look good?"

"It's beautiful!" Ling Xueji nodded, "Can this also be used for painting? It seems to be different from the one my sister used to paint in the house!"

Qu Quan used the white jade pixiu paperweight to press raw Xuan Xuan. She likes splashing ink landscapes, so she often used raw Xuan Xuan. At this time, she reacted and replaced the raw Xuan Xuan on it with mature Xuan Xuan, "My paint is the best in the world."

Ling Xueji became more interested, "Excellent paint? What is it made of?"

"Not only is it excellent, but it's also priceless." Qu Quan said, afraid that she wouldn't understand, he pointed to the eight-treasure golden step shaker on Ling Xueji's head, "Its raw materials may be of the same origin as your step shaker." Woolen cloth."

"Wow, how did you get this?" Ling Xueji pulled off the bun from her bun and handed it to Qu Quan without any regrets, "There are so many colors here, you can make one quickly."

Qu Quan was momentarily at a loss for words, and changed the subject, "Hey, next time I'll teach you how to make paint, let's learn how to paint first."

"Okay." Ling Xueji blinked and followed Qu Quan's suggestion.

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Jiji and Thrush passed by the door of the study, and saw a pair of figures in the open window, and hurriedly hid under the tree to whisper.

"Didn't you say Ma'am is in a bad mood today, and you asked me to tell your lord, could it be that I made a mistake this time?" Jiji has always been cautious.

Huamei didn't think as much as she did, she rolled her eyes and said with a mysterious smile: "Isn't that just right, it must be that the lord is going to make the madam happy, our lord is getting more and more enlightened!"

Jiji frowned and was still a little worried, "There are still quarrels between ordinary couples, why don't you and your lord never quarrel here. It stands to reason that adults have more and more unavoidable social gatherings these days. It's like ice, and I'm not in a good mood..."

"Hey, my sister Jiji, it's a good thing they don't quarrel, maybe you still expect them to quarrel!"

"I'm not expecting them to quarrel. I just think that the two of them are not in a good condition recently. It's a bit unusual that the house is so peaceful..."

"It's not unusual for the two of them to be unusual, my Jiji sister, let's go to work~~"

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Qu Quan looked at the purple grapes drawn as apples on the rice paper, and for a moment didn't know what expression to make.

Ling Xueji had her hands behind her back like a student who had memorized a wrong book, and looked like I knew I was wrong.

"That... Qu Quan..."

"Xueji, you... go out first, I..."

"No, Qu Quan, let me clean it up for you."

"No... you, you go out first, I think I... need to be alone."

It was night, and Jiji, who was summoned by her own adults No. 15 times to serve in the study, finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Thrush under the tree during the day to whisper.

"Look, I knew it was unusual." Outburst.

"...Sister Jiji, you know things like a god."