Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 87

Yan Yungan curled her lips, and said with a little reluctance: "It's not the best, don't bully my family because you are a woman. If you are kind, you will give in when you argue with others. If he doesn't bully others, others will Don't try to bully him, if you really punch him, don't think we won't do it because you are a woman, let me tell you that Songyun Huafang's students are not vegetarians."

Seeing that the situation is getting worse and worse, if the situation is getting worse, Lu Fengai pulls Yan Yungan to one place, whispers in his ear, and probably explains the reason. He thought that Yan Yungan knew the truth, but unexpectedly he is also a quick-tempered person. Yan Yungan's explanation made her even more unhappy.

"It's no wonder that Ruo Lian is angry with you. Fortunately, he has been with you for a few months. If it were me, I wouldn't be named Yan if you quarrel with you."

All the faults were on Jing Chun, Jing Chun let out a long sigh of relief, and said indifferently: "Then let me ask you, where was Mr. Qingbai the night Mr. Zishan's accident happened?"

"This, who can remember this clearly. Besides, this is Mr. Qingbai's private matter and has nothing to do with you. Are you so suspicious of a respected calligraphy and painting gentleman?"

"I suspect it's not just Mr. Qingbai. As far as I know, Mr. Chi Feng is the same age as Mr. Qingbai."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yungan stood up abruptly, "Painter Jing, what do you mean?"

Seeing Yan Yun's resigned expression, Jing Chun knew that he might offend many people today, so he couldn't help pinching his eyebrows, what's going on with him today?How could he be so unable to control his mouth.

Then he took another long breath, "Sorry, I'm not in a good state today, please forgive me if I offend you."

Yan Yungan didn't expect that Jing Chun would really apologize to him, so he had to accept his temper for a while, and sat down again, "I know, from the perspective of relationship, the relationship between Mr. Chifeng and Mr. Zishan is not that much. Okay, and I can't understand Mr. Yew's behavior everywhere. Indeed, Mr. Chi Feng's temper is indeed a bit bad on weekdays, and he is a bit unreasonable, but he is upright, able to keep his bottom line, and can't do anything to kill people If he really did it, he would be the first one who would not forgive him, and he might throw himself into the river the moment he killed Mr. Yew Shan.”

How to determine someone's innocence based on one side of the story?
Jing Chun also stood up, "I will ask the two gentlemen personally, thank you both."

Lu Fengai said: "Mr. Qingbai is not painting the boat today, if you look for a wellman, it will be a waste of effort."

"Where did he go?"

"We have chosen a cemetery for Mr. Zishan. Mr. Zishan has no father, mother, wife, or children. He can only handle the funeral affairs by Huafang. These matters naturally fall on the shoulders of these two gentlemen."

Jing Chun was also a little disappointed, so he could only visit another day, but he didn't know how Jing Tongchang's case would be tried.

Seeing that the two of them had their own tempers, Lu Fengai asked tentatively: "Are you two free now?"

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were taken to Mr. Chi Feng's studio by Lu Fengai. "Since you two are free, please help."

Jing Chun really lamented what kind of luck he had today, not to mention that he had a falling out with Zhang Ruolian and now he was doing this hard work again.

Yan Yungan asked in confusion: "Is there a new gentleman here? Has Mr. Zishan's studio been vacated so quickly?"

"That's not true, it's just that Mr. Qingbai feels that this studio is empty, so he might as well clean it up first. It might come in handy in the future."

Seeing this, Jing Chun didn't say much, and started to help Lu Fengai lift the table, Jing Chun swept the table, and suddenly stopped his movements, "I remember that there is a calligraphy and painting on this table, it is A peacock and a piece of black bamboo, why are they gone now?"

After hearing this, Yan Yungan also approached the desk. He was still somewhat impressed by what Jing Chun said, and said, "There is indeed a calligraphy and painting. Where is that calligraphy and painting now?"

Lu Fengai shook his head, "What calligraphy and painting? I have never seen it before."

When Yan Yungan heard this, he might as well guess what he was thinking, "It's just calligraphy and painting. Maybe it was put away by some gentleman."

Jing Chun said more seriously: "Which sir?"

"Well, how do I know?"

"It seems to be Mr. Qingbai," Lu Fengai recalled: "He seems to have put away some calligraphy and paintings of Mr. Zishan, and there should be the one you mentioned."

Hearing this, Jing Chun looked at Lu Fengai, and suddenly stopped moving the desk case, and asked, "Are you Mr. Zishan's student?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"I have a question for you."

Lu Fengai was at a loss when he said the matter so solemnly all of a sudden, "Please... tell me?"

"In Mr. Yew's eyes, what does black bamboo represent? What does peacock represent?"

This……

Lu Fengai was a little confused, the meaning of this painting still depends on the painter, what does this have to do with him as a student.

Seeing that Lu Fengai was silent, Jing Chun continued: "There is a word on that painting, Green Bamboo enters the world, Suzaku turns back at night. If you don't live in Willow Lane, how do you know about the opera house?"

what?
Seeing that one didn't know what to say, and the other didn't know what to say, Yan Yungan waved his hand, picked up a wolf hair, and said, "I'll do it."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yungan spread out a piece of drawing paper, and Lang Mao stained it with ink, and began to draw on the drawing paper.

After all, Yan Yungan had seen the painting and had taken a few lessons from Mr. Yishu, and was able to accept some of his painting theory knowledge, so he simply painted the painting.

Seeing Yan Yungan's serious look, Jing Chun had to admit that this boy was still a bit cute. He was very meticulous in painting and could remember most of the rough appearance of the original painting.

Wait, the more Jing Chun looked at Yan Yungan, the more he felt that something was wrong. When he leaned over to paint, it seemed that there was some weight on his chest, and, why didn't he have an Adam's apple?

Seeing Yan Yungan put away the pen, Jing Chun also stopped guessing, looked at the painting, although it may not be exactly the same, but it is probably not bad, so he wrote those few inscriptions on it.

"That's what she said," Yan Yungan pointed to Jing Chun, and then to Lu Fengai, "Tell me, what exactly is this painting trying to say?"

Lu Fengai also stood in front of the painting, whispered something to himself, and then said: "A flower peacock appeared in the black bamboo. According to my understanding of Mr. Yew Shan, it probably means that there is a flower peacock in the elegant environment. A bad person, or a bad phenomenon. If you don’t live in Willow Alley, how do you know about Opera House? Fireworks Willow Alley, Opera House, the Willow Alley and Opera House here should refer to men, men..."

Lu Fengai didn't glance at the two of them, so he didn't have the confidence to continue talking.

Yan Yungan asked, "What?"

"A place for men to have fun." Lu Fengai glanced at Yan Yungan again, but the other party still didn't understand why.

Jing Chun suddenly understood something, "You mean a brothel?"

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)