My martial arts rely on solving cases

Chapter 86 Outing, painting

"It's just an unreliable wild list, and it doesn't count. Besides, is it great to be on the world's commentary on first-class romantics? There are not a hundred or eighty first-class romantics in the family, right?"

"There are so many, there are only twelve in the entire Su family who are of the same generation as the young master, and the young master is the thirteenth.

The young master is ranked first-class romantic, and when I go home during the Chinese New Year, I will see who dares to look down on the young master.

In the past, the young master kept a low profile, allowing those who had no vision to talk about the young master behind his back.snort!Whoever dares to chew his tongue behind his back in the future, I will tear his mouth apart. "

"Someone criticized me? Why didn't I know?"

"Young master, you are a young master. How dare you know about criticizing you behind your back? But we servants can hear some gossip, which is really ugly."

"Is there any other news?"

"Nothing."

"What about us here? Has something happened recently? For example, are there any martial arts scum in the rivers and lakes, are there any flower pickers?"

"No!" Qiaodie shook her head after thinking for a while.

Xue Chonglou who was behind him suddenly seemed to think of something, "A martial arts fairy named Shen Biyun appeared in Jinghai Mansion recently. When he first came out of the rivers and lakes a month ago, he was immediately named Jingjinghai.

Rumor has it that Shen Biyun has a tactful personality and a beautiful country, and he likes to make friends with young heroes in the world. Under their praise, Shen Biyun's popularity has soared, and now almost everyone knows it. "

Upon hearing this, Su Qing regained her spirits immediately, and looked at Xue Chonglou with a gossipy face, "Old Xue, what do you think? Shall I help you as a staff officer?"

"My lord, I think this Shen Biyun is a bit suspicious. There are people behind her popularity who are fueling the flames, and there must be some conspiracy."

"No, is that what you think?"

Xue Chonglou was bewildered, "Otherwise? Her cultivation is only at the seventh-rank realm, how can she be so famous, even to the point where everyone is chasing after her? Ximen Chuuxue is overwhelmed by her."

"You won't dislike her because of this, will you? Didn't you just say that she is beautiful?"

"There are many beautiful women in Jinghai Wulin. I don't believe that she can be so beautiful as to compare with the fairies and chivalrous women in Jinghai Wulin. Why is she so popular? There must be something wrong with this matter, my lord, why don't my subordinates investigate secretly? a bit?"

"Oh—" Su Qing immediately understood, "Old Xue, I didn't see it, the routine is quite deep."

"My lord, what is the routine? The subordinates don't understand."

"It's okay if you don't understand. If you want to investigate, go and investigate. It's too old, it's time to let go of the past and start again..."

Xue Chonglou twitched the corner of his mouth.

Although she knew in her heart that Su Qing must have misunderstood something, she didn't know what she had misunderstood, so she hesitated for a while before asking.

During the past six months of getting along, Xue Chonglou knew Su Qing very well.

The adult is usually very easy-going and never puts on airs, but the speed of thinking is a bit too high, and sometimes some inexplicable words will suddenly pop up. After such a long time, he has long been used to it.

"Young master, take a rest tomorrow, do you have any arrangements?"

"What day is tomorrow?"

"Ninth day."

"September [-]th, Double Ninth Festival! Chongyang should climb high for autumn...how about going out for autumn tomorrow, do you know where there is a good way to go?"

"If you are in autumn, it should be Jinghu. There is a maple forest on the east side of Jinghu. Many literati come here at this time of year. There are pavilions, towers, pavilions, and small pavilions."

"Okay, let's go to Jinghu Lake for an outing."

Early the next morning, under the urging of Xiaoya's two girls, Su Qing got up early.

After packing up the easel, fishing rod, and picnic tools, Su Qing took the two maids in a carriage and drove out of the county government office to the outside of the city.

Su Qing sat in the carriage, looking out the window at the slowly receding scenery.

It was March in Yangchun when I came, and before I knew it, a spring and autumn had passed.

The outside scenery is already different from the memory.Autumn depression is everywhere.

This kind of depression unique to autumn is hard to see in the city in the previous life.Evergreen trees are mostly used for greening in the city. In addition, there are high-rise buildings, even if a few leaves wither, it will not make much sense.

But in this world, the green hills outside the city are all withered and yellow, and the lush flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the ancient road have lost their vitality at the same time.

This scene can really hit people's mood directly, and it is inexplicably more sad.

After driving for more than an hour, the carriage arrived outside the Mirror Lake that Xiaoya mentioned.

The carriages in twos and threes and Su Qing's carriage gathered together and headed for the same place.After getting off the carriage, there are indeed many tourists wandering between the mountains and rivers.

"The scenery is really nice, Xiaoya, bring the easel, I might be interested in painting another one today."

"Yes! It's true that the young master hasn't painted for a long time."

The mirror lake is clear, the maple forest is deep and secluded, the breeze is refreshing, and the fallen leaves are quiet and beautiful.

In such an environment, it can really calm people's impetuous mind, and it can even stimulate the emotions in their hearts.Su Qing walked in the maple forest silently, and could hear poems and fus from time to time.Although it is a bit vulgar, it also has a bit of elegance.

Passing through the maple forest, there were bursts of laughter and noise in the distance.

Su Qing looked for the sound and left. It turned out that a group of students from the academy came here for an outing, and they were carrying out drinking orders by the small pavilion.

"They're all young girls and boys, it's nice to be young." Su Qing expressed her feelings.

"Young master, how could such old-fashioned words come out of your mouth? You are only twenty-two years old this year, and your age is similar to those people. It is almost the same from the master's mouth."

"If you don't tell me, I really forgot. These days, I was called by an adult one by one. I thought I had passed the age of forty."

Suddenly, Su Qing saw a thin woman leaning on a railing in the pavilion in the distance.

The woman's eyes are looking straight into the distance, and her watery eyes are full of deep sorrow, which perfectly blends with the autumn scenery of the world.

Feeling excited, Su Qing closed the folding fan in her hand, "Xiaoya, I want to paint."

The easel was unfolded and the good rice paper was laid out. Su Qing took the paintbrush from Xiaoya and landed on the paper with confidence.

The picture in my mind seems to be frozen in front of my eyes, and the picture in my mind has already appeared on the white paper in front of me.If there is divine help in writing, each stroke will be so smooth, so fast that it will be dizzying.

While drinking a cup of tea, a woman with resentful eyes landed on the scroll paper.

Xiaoya looked at the woman in the painting, and looked up at the woman in green in the distant pavilion, feeling a little sour in her heart.

The scenery of the pavilions, terraces and small pavilions between the mirror lakes is already extremely beautiful, but this woman in green clothes has turned this beautiful scenery into her foil like a skillful workmanship.

It seems that the autumn leaves all over the sky are falling because of her sorrow, as if the mirror lake is her swaying state of mind at the moment, as if the clear spring and the noise in her ears are all to set off her quiet beauty.

Su Qing finished the painting in one go. This painting is completely natural without any technique but full of techniques.

The artistic conception and standard of this painting are still higher than the painting on Taoshan.

Su Qing looked at the woman in the painting, thought for a while, and picked up the pen to write in the blank space.

"The mist is thick and the clouds are worrying about the day, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast. The festival is double ninth, and the jade pillow is in the gauze cabinet, and it is cool in the middle of the night.

After Dongli drank the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance filling his sleeves.There is no way to lose your soul, the wind is blowing from the west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. "

After finishing this poem, a satisfied smile appeared on Su Qing's face.

"That's the best way."

And at this moment, Xiaoya's eyes were already tearing up.The unconcealable jealousy and envy turned into unstoppable sour water.

After a long time, he said quietly, "My lord, why can't Xiaoya be the person in this painting? If the person in the painting is Xiaoya, I would be worth dying for."

(End of this chapter)