I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 87 Zhuangzi
Seeing Huo Jia sitting there silent, Murong Qiu suddenly lost his temper: "You have to say something! Without that Zhuangzi, your daily food and clothing, household chores, servants' expenses, and our Where did the daughter's dowry and Xin'er's cultivation resources come from? Although my natal family is a wealthy family, I am married after all, how can I fill this bottomless pit?"

"There are also members of your Huo family who have to pay monthly money and silver every month. The elderly and children, big and small, have to support them. There are also children who study and paint in the clan. Everything depends on that Zhuangzi." Murong Qiu snapped his fingers:

"The most important thing is that the spiritual silk produced by Zhuangzi can be compiled even in the realm of mythology, and masters of mythology need to use it. This is the key to our friendship with all parties, and it involves a large number of human resources. Without that Zhuangzi, how do we continue to maintain it?"

Murong Qiu's voice was full of dissatisfaction: "His sister has been dead for more than ten years, and all the bones and scum are gone. You have re-established a family. Why should he interfere with my Huo family's affairs? Is it because he is the eldest son of Qi State?" ?”

Huo Jia smiled wryly when he heard the words: "It's really because he is the eldest son of Duke Huan of Qi. Young master Xiaobai broke through to the mythical realm, and no one of the world's princes noticed it. It's so deep! It won't explode. The five princes are no joke."

Huo Taixian's courtyard

Huo Taixian put down his paintbrush, with surprise in his eyes: "Master Uncle? We've never heard of the term "Master Uncle."

Xiao Chunzi hurriedly said: "Master Uncle has a lot of history. Don't be negligent, Young Master, follow me to meet and greet you."

Since he was the original owner's uncle, Huo Taixian didn't think about it anymore, and quickly followed Xiao Chunzi out of the house, only to see Young Master Yongzheng standing outside the door looking at the flowers and plants in the yard.

Seeing Huo Taixian walk out, he froze for a while: "These eyes are really similar! They are almost carved out of the same mold, and they are somewhat similar to your mother."

"But uncle in person?" Huo Taixian looked at the man in the crimson robe, and quickly stepped forward to salute respectfully.

"Fetal Immortal? I have heard your name a long time ago. Your grandfather has been talking about you in my ears. Today, I can be regarded as seeing a real person. A few days ago, the ray of true spirit attached to you by his old man was activated, and then I realized that you have been living unsatisfactorily these years, so you sent me to take a look." Young Master Yong stepped forward to support Huo Taixian's shoulders, looked up and down with a pair of eyes, and said after a long time:
"The grown-ups fight, but you suffer. Good boy, uncle is here this time to make decisions for you."

Facing the eager uncle, Huo Taixian felt a little weird, but he didn't say much: "Please explain it to uncle."

The two entered the room and sat down. Young Master Yong looked at Huo Taixian: "Before I came, I inquired about your affairs, but this Huo family is not satisfactory to you. Would you like to return to Qi State with me?"

"The Huo family is actually pretty good. Although I'm not allowed to touch the path of a painter, they never owe me money for food and drink." Huo Taixian said.

Hearing Huo Taixian's words, Young Master Yong looked him up and down for a while, and then said: "Since you don't want to go back with me, then that's fine."

Then he started rambling, talking about the events of the year.

Huo Taixian heard the young master Yong's nagging, and secretly figured out a clear thread in his heart: Qi Chang, the daughter of Duke Huan of Qi, fell in love with the Huo family of the declining family for some reason. Duke Huan of Qi was furious, but he refused.

However, the two of them cooked rice and Qi Chang refused to go back even if he died, so Qi Huan broke up with Qi Chang in a fit of anger.

"Back then, my Jiang family was planning a big event. Your father and your mother almost ruined the great cause of my country of Qi for the love of their children." Young Master Yong sighed quietly:
"Because of what happened back then, Qi State has been forced to keep a low profile for ten years, not daring to make any progress. Now that you have accompanied your grandfather to stabilize the realm of mythology, there has been a turning point."

Having said that, he took out the title deed document: "This Zhuangzi belonged to your mother back then. Now that your mother is dead, this Zhuangzi naturally belongs to you."

"In addition, your stepmother, and even the Murong family, are not good people. Your mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to you, but she died strangely. I suspect that your mother was murdered by the Murong family, but there is no evidence. I have been secretly investigating for more than ten years, but still have nothing." Young Master Yong handed the document to Huo Taixian:

"The Huo family is a place of right and wrong. You are pure by nature and you are not weathered by wind and rain. If you stay here, you will only be persecuted step by step. Why not follow me to Qi country, and you will definitely be able to soar into the sky by then."

Huo Taixian smiled wryly: "Thank you, Uncle, but now I'm dragging my family with me, but I already have something to worry about."

Seeing that Huo Taixian refused again, Young Master Yong stopped persuading him, but chatted with Huo Taixian for a long time, and entrusted various things before leaving.

Before leaving, he warned Huo Taixian: "If you can't stay in Haojing, just rush to Qi. Your grandfather misses your mother, and misses you very much."

Looking at the back of young master Yong Yuan, a four-legged snake came out of Huo Taixian's ear: "Why do I feel that this kid is here for your thunder and lightning atlas? If Duke Huan of Qi really misses you and your mother, Why have you ignored it for more than ten years?"

Huo Taixian shook his head: "You are scared by people."

"No matter what the other party is aiming at, it's enough for the soldiers to cover up the water and the earth." Huo Taixian put his hands behind his back, turned and walked into the pavilion:

"Besides, this Zhuangzi is real gold and silver, and it can't be fake."

Zhuangzi of the Huo family, he has also heard that he is a famous spiritual talent in the whole of Haojing, and even in the whole Zhou Dynasty. It is rich in a kind of "spiritual silk", which can be woven into cloth, which can be used as a master in the mythical realm The genius of painting.

The preciousness of this thing can be imagined, and it is regarded as priceless.

Even the deep palace in the inner palace has to buy part of it as a tribute for the use of the masters in the palace.

"According to the fact that I haven't been out of the mansion for more than ten years, and I have never worshiped my mother, I really am an unfilial son."

Huo Taixian looked at the Chinese book in his hand thoughtfully:

"No one has trouble with money. Bao Si and Xu Fu need a lot of resources to paint and practice, all of which cannot be separated from money."

"Mother's mausoleum is just under that Zhuangzi. I should go to pay respects, and hold Zhuangzi in my hands by the way." Huo Taixian looked at Xiaochunzi:
"Do you know where mother's Zhuangzi is?"

"I know! Of course I know! Young master, you should have gone to pay homage to the mistress and bring back her Zhuangzi." Xiao Chunzi said.

Huo Taixian was thoughtful: "Go and prepare, we will set off tomorrow."

"But, didn't the clan say that the young master is going to be grounded?" Xiao Chunzi looked hesitant.

"Hehe~. We are all a family. Who would take it seriously? But in order to avoid trouble, you go and ask your father to approve a note for me, saying that I am going to pay homage to my mother." Huo Taixian picked up the Brush, continue to paint:
"This is a matter of course, even the clansmen can't say anything."

Xiao Chunzi immediately backed off upon hearing this.

That night
Huo's back house
Huo Jia and Murong Qiu lay on the bed

"Tomorrow he is going to pay homage to his mother, you pack his bags for him." Huo Jia said suddenly.

"He's going to Zhuangzi?" Murong Qiu sat up in surprise when he heard the words: "I just got the contract, and I want to take back Zhuangzi. He really is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. He took Zhuangzi back and told us all to drink Northwest wind?"

"Besides, didn't you say you were going to put him in confinement? How did you let him out of the mansion? Later, the Southwest Marquis will ask..." Murong Qiu was impatient.

"The Southwest Marquis has always been wronged, so how dare we ask? We are just putting on a show to give the Southwest Marquis a step, and no one takes it seriously." Huo Jia muttered, "I put him in confinement because I wanted to protect him. , lest he run around without knowing the depth and cause trouble."

"He hasn't seen his mother since he was born, and now it's an honest reason to visit his mother, how can I refuse?" Huo Jia said helplessly:
"Don't bother me, you can figure it out for yourself. We are all a family, how can he make our whole family hungry? It's purely a woman's opinion!"

Hearing Huo Jia's reprimand, Murong Qiu didn't say much anymore, just lying on the bed, eyes wandering but couldn't fall asleep anymore.

(End of this chapter)