I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 86

Li Wenfang bid farewell to the Southwest Marquis, and galloped all the way, with countless thoughts spinning rapidly in his mind: "If the scroll of mythology is lost, it can still be found, but the loss of the Gu of Destiny is a serious crime, and it is related to the future fate of my Academy of Natural Painting."

In the small building of the Huo family, Huo Taixian held a paintbrush in his hand and quietly painted a picture scroll, but he saw that the picture scroll was covered with black clouds, and thunder flashed back and forth in the picture scroll.

There is a town seal with a strange shape placed on the drawing board. The town seal is blue and black, and the colorful divine light flows endlessly on it, as if there are five auspicious clouds circulating.

Huo Taixian noticed the magical effect of the dragon stone, and using the dragon stone as a paperweight seems to be able to calm people's distracting thoughts, make people enter the state quickly, and reduce the consumption of energy and spirit.

"You can actually master the power of thunder. You can be called the No. 1 human race in the wilderness. No one would have thought that you, a mortal body, can make a picture scroll of mythical level." It swam forward, and then coiled around the Dragon Town Stone, as if there was some wonderful aura on the Dragon Town Stone, and greedily sucked a mouthful.

"Is there any Xiantian Shenshui? Give me some more." Huo Taixian stopped the brush, took out the inkstone and began to grind the ink.

"Your ink is just ordinary ink, and your brush is just an ordinary paintbrush. Painting with innate divine water is simply a waste of treasure." The four-legged snake entangled on the inkstone, and kept complaining about Huo Taixian in his mouth. Full of dissatisfaction.

Huo Taixian sneered when he heard the words, dropped the paintbrush in his hand, and hit the four-legged snake on the head, but saw the four-legged snake subconsciously opened its mouth, and a little dragon saliva fell on the inkstone along with the congenital divine water in the cave scroll Inside, blending with the black ink. :
"You don't talk about martial arts, kid. Didn't you agree to give you two mythological scrolls and give me all the remaining treasures?" The four-legged snake cursed.

"Little snake, I teach you to be a good boy. The most untrustworthy thing in this world is human words. If you believe even human words, there is really no hope." Huo Taixian shook his head.

This four-legged snake is indeed miraculous, in terms of knowledge and knowledge of things big and small, he can tell a few points, but his mind is too immature, like a child who has never seen the world.

The four-legged snake tilted his head, turned his head and hit the Dragon Stone with force.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Xiao Chunzi's voice came from outside the door: "My lord, uncle is here."

"Uncle?" Huo Taixian was taken aback, and stopped his brush.

Outside Huo's mansion

A middle-aged man with a majestic complexion, wearing a scarlet brocade robe, stood in front of the gate with his chin raised, his eyes looked at the plaque on the gate of the Huo family, and he couldn't help but sneered:
"It's really a soft meal. It's the only one in the world who can eat soft rice to this extent."

"Young Master Yong, why do you laugh at me? It's not like you don't know about the Huo family." Huo Jia walked out from the door, looked at the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was a complex look in his eyes: "Yong, we have been together for a long time. Never met."

"It's because we haven't seen each other. Since my sister died, we haven't seen each other again." Young Master Yong sneered, looking Huo Jia up and down: "A few days ago, a thought of my father was activated on that child. It wasn't until later that I found out that the child was not doing well. How can you be a father to put him in such a dangerous situation."

"Brother, please come in and tell me, and younger brother will personally apologize for you. Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and younger brother is also in trouble." Huo Jia said with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

"It's fine for you to marry another new lover after my sister died. I didn't say anything more, but you actually put the fetal fairy in such a dangerous situation. If you don't give me an explanation, I will not let you go. That mere Murong family It’s just a shabby householder who dares to compete with the blood of my Jiang family?” Young Master Yong cursed.

As he spoke, he walked directly into Huo's house, and Huo Jia followed behind and kept apologizing.

"The mansion is magnificent." Young Master Yong looked at the mansion and said something strangely.

Huo Jia didn't say a word, he just invited Young Master Yong into the main hall, and after serving wine, he said respectfully: "How is Duke Huan?"

"It's very good." Young Master Yong looked at Huo Jia: "It's just that every time I mention you, I just grit my teeth with hatred, wishing I could swallow you alive."

Huo Jia smiled wryly, lowered his head and sighed: "After so many years, the old man still refuses to forgive me?"

"You abducted my father's favorite daughter and ruined my family plan, how can my father not hate you?" Young Master Yong tilted his body and looked at Huo Jia:
"You're doing well now. It's just my poor sister."

"Why don't you pass on that child's means of becoming a painter?" Young Master Yong looked at Huo Jia: "I heard that you deprived that child of his direct inheritance status? Do you really think that my Jiang family is easy to bully?"

Huo Jia smiled wryly: "In my whole life, I have two sons and one daughter under my knees. As a father, I always want a bowl of water to be leveled. I plan to open the Academy of Natural Painting in a few years and send him to study in the Academy of Natural Painting. It's a coincidence. How do you feel?"

"As for the family title, how about passing it on to my son Huo Xin?" Huo Jia blinked.

"Natural Painting Academy?" Young Master Yong's expression changed.

"I had a relationship with the Academy of Natural Painting in the past. My master is a gentleman from the Academy of Natural Painting. He has a place in his hand. My family is just a dilapidated aristocratic honor. What's the use? Why not go to the Academy of Natural Painting to study?" It's really good to have a whole body." Huo Jia looked at Young Master Yong.

"The Huo family's ruined honor is really nothing good. You actually have a place in the Academy of Natural Painting in your hand, which is beyond my expectation." Young Master Yong looked at Huo Jia:

"The child is now self-reliant. You should give him the dowry that my sister brought as a dowry back then. The path of cultivation requires huge resources. Your Huo family has been ruined to what it is now, and you can have some resources to support it." He? It’s the Zhuangzi that my sister married as a dowry back then, which is enough to support his mythology cultivation.”

"Take out all the land deed documents. I will go to see the child later and give them to him." Young Master Yong's words were beyond doubt.

"He...he is still young, and the Zhuangzi is so important. I'm afraid that if he fails to manage well, he will ruin the efforts of his predecessors." Huo Jia looked hesitant.

"Boom!" Young Master Yong suddenly slapped the table: "It sounds good, I think you don't want to pay at all. Don't think I don't know, you have already handed over Zhuangzi to the Murong family and have been taken care of by the Murong family. Today It's fine if you hand over that Zhuangzi, otherwise..."

There was a gloomy look in Young Master Yong's eyes: "I Qi State is not easy to bully! You are still afraid of the Southwest Hou, don't you fear me Qi State?"

Young Master Yong's eyes were full of coldness.

As the eldest son of Duke Huan of Qi, the overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period, how can the son Yong be an ordinary person?

"I didn't say no." Huo Jia smiled wryly, "Come here, go and fetch that Zhuangzi's land deed document and give it to the Eldest Young Master."

A steward fetched the land deed document. Young Master Yong took the document and checked carefully before getting up: "Where is that poor child now? Take me there quickly."

"Take him there." Huo Jia waved his hand and told the steward to lead Young Master Yong to Huo Taixian's confinement place.

When Young Master Yong was far away, he saw Murong Qiu walking out from the main hall at the back, his eyes were full of coldness:
"Young Master Yong is too deceitful! Qi Chang has been dead for more than ten years, and the Huo family and the Qi family have long since cut off contact. How can you interfere with my Huo family's affairs at this time?"

Huo Jia didn't say anything, left and right just sent Zhuangzi from his wife to his son, and he didn't lose anything.

What can he do if he marries a daughter-in-law whose natal family is strong?He could only endure the bad breath abruptly.

"He's a child who knows what kind of business. The Zhuangzi fell into his hands. Didn't it fall in vain? You must know that my Huo family can have today's rich clothes and food, and [-]% of the income comes from that Zhuangzi." Murong Qiu gritted his teeth:
"No! Zhuangzi can't give it to him! Never give it to him!"

"Can you compete against Duke Huan of Qi? Or is it that the Murong family behind you dare to question the opinions of the Jiang family?" Huo Jia smiled wryly.

"I mean, the name can be given to that child, but we still have to hold the actual management rights in our own hands." Murong Qiu said:
"The silk woven in that Zhuangzi is the best material for making painters' Lingbao scrolls. Who in Haojing doesn't know the silk from my Huo family manor? Even the scrolls in Da Nei are made of my Huo family's spirit Silk."

(End of this chapter)