The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

The siblings looked at me and I looked at you, turning their heads silently to each other.

Saburo: Sister, this move is a bit of a loss!

Jiang Shan: Saburo's trick is a bit ruthless!

Mr. Xunmei: As expected of siblings, they both protect their weaknesses!
Jiang Shan cleared his throat, and said, "Master Hua's original painting of fish playing with lotus should be here, right?"

Mr. Xunmei said noncommittally: "There is only one authentic work, and the one in Master Chu's hands must be a fake."

Now it is estimated that even the fakes are gone, which is why they bite the siblings and don't let go.

San Lang opened his eyes wide and jumped towards the bookcase behind him.

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets for a long time, finally found a painting, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Huai'er didn't spoil me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to say anything!"

Jiang Shan's eyebrows twitched, and he asked, "What nonsense does Jiang Huai do here every day?"

"How did you say that? He's your son!" Mr. Xunmei glared at Jiang Shan, and after meeting Saburo's eyes, the teacher and the student turned their heads away in a tacit understanding, exposing the quarrel.

"Master Chu is not to be feared, but the words of scholars are to be feared. You have to be careful, and beware of someone making trouble."

Mr. Xunmei's words became a prophecy. Jiang's private kitchen stole the authentic works of Master Chu's treasured Hua family. This rumor seemed to have grown wings, and soon flew to thousands of households. Jiang's private kitchen business was greatly affected. As a result, those literati with "integrity" refused to visit Jiang's shops, and there were many merchants who made trouble.

It was only a few days before and after Mother Jiao received the news from Yuzhou.

When Mr. Wu and his wife visited Jiao's mother in Jiao's house, they didn't deliberately hide it.This matter can be big or small, although San Lang has a teacher to look after him, there is no room for sand in the eyes of scholars, Master Wu is still worried that this matter will affect San Lang's career, and even more worried that Jiang Shan will be slandered and rejected by those literati .

After all, the teacher is just an ordinary old man now, without fame and power, he can't protect the pair of siblings.

Jiao's mother was smiling like a spring breeze one moment, but her face was pale in the next second, and her hands and feet began to tremble.

She knows best what kind of harm those so-called literati festivals can cause to people. This time, she will protect her children no matter what!

"Auntie, don't worry. With Lord Fu here, Shan'er and Sanlang will be fine! I have already discussed with Madam, we will go to Yuzhou tomorrow morning. I want to see if Mr. Chu dares to join me Show off your power in front of you!"

Jiao's mother quickly stabilized her mind, and said firmly, "I am their mother. If the children are in trouble, no matter what, I, a mother, should stay by their side! Huan'er, Fang Niang, pack your luggage, tomorrow morning Let's go to Yuzhou!"

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Normally, people are not allowed to watch cases at the Yasheng Hall of Yuzhou Prefecture, but this time is different. Most of the relatives and friends of the plaintiff are literati and students, and they have too much influence.

The relatives and friends of the defendant Jiangshan sister and brother are also very strong, not only businessmen and students, but also people from the Jianghu, even Yingying Yanyan from Hongxiufang dispatched a large number of people!
Before the people in the lobby came out, the people outside the lobby had already started fighting.

First, a scholar pointed at Lu Chan, Zi Su and the others and scolded them for being shameless and indecorous, and they kept company with them all day long.

Then I saw Lutan and Zisu smiling and greeting the literati present with great enthusiasm. This young master and that master are very acquainted.

Lu Tan also grabbed a master of Hongmeng Academy and kept asking, did the upper couplet she published last time come out with the second couplet?The master was so ashamed that he wanted to die on the spot.

Come on, let's hurt each other!

A master who is full of knowledge can't match up with an actress, who is more shameless?Who looks down on whom?
Two entertainers came forward and caught the literati by surprise, they pretended to be deaf and dumb and didn't say a word.

The old Patriarch Fu who was outside the crowd said secretly to An Yi: "Turn around and throw those who took the lead in making troubles into the latrine of Hongxiufang!"

He took a dark look at the old Patriarch, said silently, "Have you been to Hongxiufang?"

It's only been a few days!
Patriarch Fu bumped his elbow into the dark, angrily said: "My grandson took me there! Don't tell Shan'er about this!"

An Yi looked a little weird, but wisely, he didn't say anything.

Patriarch Fu scanned the crowd with his sharp eyes, and said in a low voice, "Let those little fellows keep an eye on the dogs outside, and find out who has entered which dog hole, so don't startle them."

Darkly nodded, and withdrew from the crowd.

In the lobby, Saburo has already started painting.

Ten-year-old children, in front of everyone in the hall, grind calmly, and then pick up a brush to paint.

When Master Chu first saw Sanlang, he snorted and expressed his disdain on his face.When Saburo drew the lines of the fish, his expression changed slightly.

It took a long time to paint, and it took a full hour to finish all the lines, and then it was time to polish.

Fu Qiyuan personally brought tea to San Lang to moisten his throat, and silently comforted Jiang Shan with his eyes.

Master Chu didn't care about these things at this time, his eyes were firmly glued to the painting, and his expressions kept changing with Saburo's movements.

Saburo's color-grading movements are casual and rough, completely according to his own preferences, similar to the painting in front of Leng Taishou, but very different.

To be more precise, for those who understand painting, Saburo's control over the color of this painting even faintly surpasses that of the original work.

Two hours passed quickly, but no one in the lobby showed the slightest impatient expression.

Looking at Master Chu again, he didn't know whether it was joy or anger on his face, but anyone with eyes could tell that he was very excited!
Jiang Shan glanced at Mrs. Chu, squeezed over and put half of his shoulder in front of Saburo.

Master Chu was about to get angry, when he saw Sanlang use a vermilion brush to write a stroke of vermilion on the lower left side of the scroll, he almost screamed out.

"Sanlang, the drawing is wrong, this chapter should be at the bottom right." Jiang Shan reminded aloud.

Saburo shrugged and said disapprovingly: "This is not the previous painting."

Jiang Shan was stunned, and silently turned his head to look at the prefect Leng above.

Leng Taishou's look of being out of his mind, seemed to be hit harder than Jiang Shan.

After drawing the seal, Saburo took the pen away.

Jiang Shan bent down and gently blew on the painting, and asked Saburo, "Is the painting finished?"

Saburo smiled and nodded, and said to Master Chu who was stunned beside him: "Master Hua loved to paint pictures of fish playing with lotuses when he was young. For the same scene, he could draw dozens of different paintings, each with its own advantages. The two paintings are similar, but there are also differences. The amplitude and angle of the fish swing are different, and the directions of the lotus leaves and lotus flowers swaying with the wind are also different. Different angles naturally have different colors according to the light. Dare to ask Chu Master, is the boy right?"

Master Chu nodded mechanically, his eyes were firmly glued to the painting, and the expression in his eyes was unclear.