His little apprentice has a soft and charming waist

Chapter 56 Painting (2)

The painting Miss Huang Zhengqi brought was drawn by her elder brother.

Her elder brother is well-known, and he is the same age as Lanshi. Although they are both well-known, one of them circles around the prince in court, and the other angrily tears up the book and picks up a hoe to plant beans. They really have different temperaments, so There is no intersection.

But Master Huang Zhengjing also admires Sui Lanshi's strength of character, of course, he especially loves his face - both brothers and sisters are a bit concerned about their faces, and they always feel that their strength of character is a little bit heavier when it comes to good-looking people .

So one time, Master Huang Zhengjing was returning to the city from the suburbs with a hoe on his shoulder. When he saw Sui Lanshi wearing a red dress and riding a horse through the gate of the city, he suddenly felt a bright light in his eyes. I drew this picture of angry horse in fresh clothes.

But after finishing the painting, I went to farm again, so I just threw the painting away and didn't care about it anymore.It was picked up by his father, Master Huang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice. He thought the painting was very good, so he put it on the antique shelf in the study.

Later, the family destroyed the family, and the painting was not hidden, and it was still placed on the Bogu shelf, so Miss Huang stole it out as soon as she stole it.

This painting can also be displayed in front of Feast Bell.

She stared at the person in the painting obsessively, with Weng mingling in her ear, and always felt that she had uncovered a truth. She wanted to reach out and touch the person in the painting, but she was afraid of this secret that was within reach.

She froze in place, the cicadas and birds singing outside, the voices of Miss Wu and Miss Huang calling her, all disappeared with Weng Ming's voice, replaced by what the husband said before he was critically ill.

The husband said, "Mother Xu is very good. I am indeed a piece of dead wood. Yanling, don't find me a doctor again."

But Sheng Yanling cried in disbelief, "There must be a doctor who can rejuvenate."

Hearing the words, Mr. coughed, smiled lightly, and was very weak, "But even if there are people in the world who can rejuvenate, I don't want to live anymore."

At that time, Sheng Yanling didn't understand the meaning behind the words at all, she just thought that her husband had been ill for too long and she didn't want to live and suffer anymore, she said stubbornly: "When the illness is cured, you will want to live."

The husband still smiled, and lowered his hand to wipe her face wet from crying with a handkerchief, and reasoned with her seriously, "Yan Ling, you don't know, I have a pain in my bones, day and night, if there is any attachment The maggots of the bones, it is difficult to fall asleep, every time I fall asleep, I feel that I am soaked in the water, the nose, ears, eyes and mouth are all water... It is all a sin."

"Just pass away quietly like this, and I can be free."

If I didn't think about it back then, when I saw this painting today, after knowing who was painted in this portrait, everything became clear, so that every word of Mr. was repeated in her mind Repeated again, resounding through the sky, making her ears hurt.

Yan Yanling's teary eyes made her somewhat unable to see the people and paintings in front of her clearly. She couldn't help standing up, and finally staggered and stepped on the neatly arranged eight crabs under the desk. He rushed forward, before the portrait.

The person in the painting came into view with a thousand times magnification, so that she could clearly see a young man galloping on horseback.

How old is he?How old is Mr. at this time?

About sixteen or seventeen years old.

It turns out that my husband looks like this when he is sixteen or seventeen years old.

His unspeakable past, which he never told others, is also... so it is.

She sat quietly on the ground, stretched out her hand to touch the face of the portrait, and recovered from the worried voice of the fifth girl.

Miss Wu and Miss Huang looked at each other, "Yanling, what's wrong with you?"

It was impossible for Sheng Yanling to tell the truth. Although she didn't know why the husband who was supposed to die appeared in Lingnan, she finally understood the reason why the husband had no name and no origin, and she was not allowed to paint his portrait.

With the support of the two of them, she returned to her seat with the painting in her arms, lowered her head and whispered: "I, I have never seen such a good painting before."

Miss Wu was dumbfounded, "Huh? Are you painting so well?"

Although the drawing is quite good, it is not so good, right?So good that you lose your temper when you see it?

Why!She knew that Yan Ling was a bit crazy when it came to reading and painting, but she didn't expect to be so crazy!Could it be that there is something wonderful about this painting that she doesn't know about?
On the contrary, when Miss Huang heard this, her eyes burst into an astonishing aura, and she didn't care about whether there were other reasons, so she hurriedly stepped forward to hold the hand of the feast bell and asked, "Do you really feel good? Ling, I knew you understood my elder brother, so let me introduce you to get to know each other!"

God, it's hard to find a confidant in the world, and finally someone like her elder brother's freak is willing to appreciate it.

The fifth girl turned pale with fright, and kept urging Miss Huang to leave, "Yanling is crazy, and you are also crazy? Go away, or I will be rude, and my friends will not do it."

And said earnestly to Sheng Yanling: "You and I are young and beautiful, so we must not be fascinated by a painting and be tricked into marrying an old man."

The old man's younger sister still wanted to struggle, but the fifth girl was already impolite, she dragged Huang Zhengqi and went out, grabbing a point and slandering, "Your brother's name is not good, whoever is serious is named serious ?”

Ms. Huang has been wronged again and again, but she is still righteous!Is she not righteous!Then she accused the fifth girl of attacking her personally, but thinking that she might be a relative who turned a corner in the future, she held back her breath, her eyes turned red, "I don't care about you."

But when she was driven to the door, she also took advantage of the trend and left without taking back the painting on purpose—a joke, the painting is left here, and next time she can bring her elder brother to the door for a walk.

Her elder brother is beautiful and down-to-earth, although he has lost much of his beauty and has a weird temper, but he still has some advantages after applying rouge and gouache and restraining his temper.

But after walking a few steps, she was still a little unwilling. She was afraid that the fifth girl would "speak evil words" in front of the feast bell, so she rushed into the yard like a gust of wind, and the fifth girl was dumbfounded. To chase, yell to stop.

It's a pity that the fifth girl usually walks in small steps and holds a book and pen in her hand. It's not as good as Huang Zhengqi's girl who is occasionally carried by her brother to the suburbs to carry a hoe, so she didn't catch up. When she catches up, she will see the feast bell Sitting on the ground with the painting in her arms, with her head up, Huang Zhengqi, who was rushing away, bent over and clasped her shoulders with her hands, and said solemnly, "Sister Yanling, old men know how to love others, really! This is not a fault. And it’s only 25 years old, isn’t that great, right? A man has won the championship at twenty, and he has only won the championship for five years!”

She clasped the shoulders of Shengyan Bell in a daze and shook, and Miss Huang's sweat fell on her clothes.

She didn't react to the previous words, but when she heard the latter sentence, even though her mind was still muddled, she couldn't help but nodded.

Yes, my husband is only 25 years old. He is in his prime, so he can't be considered old.

Fifth girl: "..."

She was so angry that she rushed over to grab Huang Zhengqi. After all, Miss Huang had carried the hoe, so she quickly backed up a few steps, then turned a corner, and disappeared into the courtyard like a gust of wind.

Ning Chen, the fourth young master of the Ning family, was returning home from the Imperial College, when he saw a girl in yellow clothes running away with a smile on the veranda under the sparse flowers and trees.

He sighed, "Whose girl is this, like the wind."

The maid under the corridor smiled and said: "It belongs to Huang Shangshu's family. I drank some wine today and played with the fifth girl."

Ning Chen nodded, a little envious, "She's really strong."

The Ning family is a scholar, sitting all day long, and the older sisters in the family are also weak. He has never seen such a girl who runs so far.

Like a whirlwind.

On the other side, the fifth girl is still earnestly saying, "Yanling, you have been in Lingnan for a long time, and the folk customs are simple and honest. I don't know the way of these old men. They are the most hateful. Don't trust her just because she is upright-" Don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about the second elder brother in our house, he has a good reputation outside, right? But will he hurt others? Not at all! The second sister-in-law doesn't even get a hairpin!"

Sheng Yanling was grateful for her kindness, but she really had no way to tell her this now, she stood up holding the painting, "Fifth sister, I lost my temper today, I think it should be because I drank alcohol, this It’s why you are so emotional, why don’t you go back to sleep and wake up to talk about it.”

Fifth girl thinks so too!Yanling is not like this on weekdays, but because of such a big turnaround, she didn't think carefully about other reasons for "she cried when she saw the painting". Both she and Miss Huang Zhengqi were struggling with the age of the old man. up!

Hey, let's talk to my mother, this matter can't be taken lightly.

　The second watch is in the wee hours of the morning, and we have to go out today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)