Waste phase tracking handwriting

Chapter 52 The Magic Hand of Painting
There is an ebony table in the middle of the main hall.

An old man with a gray beard and a gray beard held a incomplete picture scroll in his hand. There was a row of white porcelain bowls around the ebony table, in which there were various powders and paste-like colloids.

Gou Yue wiped the snow off her boots outside the door, "Is this the purpose of your visit today?"

Ji Pu said, "Dan Qingshou was originally a painter from the north, but he later changed his career to make a living."

"So you didn't come to him to fix the painting, but you wanted him to paint it for you?"

Ji Pu didn't answer, but went in first to bow.

Dan Qingshou had seen someone handing him a greeting card, and took a quick look at the young man and the girl in fox fur and plain face behind him.

Somewhat satisfied.

"Sit down," he said.

Gou Yue didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. He said he wanted to investigate the case before, but now he came to paint again.

Ji Pu said, "I heard that the topic given by the old man recently was 'I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals'."

In addition to the daily restoration of antiques, the painter will come up with a question every once in a while. If there is a request for painting, just answer the question.For example, he put out the title of the painting, "It is difficult for an inch of grass to repay three spring rays." This is why people in the family who want to paint a picture of father, son, mother and son can come and put out the title of the painting, "Cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest", waiting to join the army and march. If there are people at home, People from the frontier fortress could ask him to make one.

In the past few days, "I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals" means that people in love are here.

Danqing put down the dusty paintbrush in his hand and asked, "Are you lovers?"

Gou Yue was stunned, "Do you have a lover?"

Ji Pu rushed to answer, "Yes, we are."

As he spoke, he hugged Gou Yue's waist and was hit with an elbow by the other party. He was in great pain. His face was still calm, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "My wife, I have a strong temper."

Seeing this, Danqing's hand swept across Ji Pu's face, lowered his head and took care of those things again.

Ji Pu winked at Gou Yue and told her to be more submissive.

"Are you looking for death?" She said with a knife in her eyes.

"We're doing business!" He frowned anxiously.

The two reached a tacit understanding silently.

She knew why he came to see her today.

"Old sir, I have a bad temper. Whenever he attacks me, I get annoyed, so I start a fight with him." Gou Yue said with a smile.

Dan Qingshou saw through it without saying anything. There was doting in this man's eyes, and he was trapped in the quagmire of love between children. However, this woman did not appreciate his tenderness at all. He must have understood it in his heart.

He asked for more but didn't get it, and he didn't bother to take care of it.

"When will you paint?" Dan Qingshou asked.

Ji Pudao was not in a hurry, "It will only take two days."

Suddenly he remembered that Gou Yue said he wanted to go home, so he changed his words and said that it would be best if he could finish the painting today.

Dan Qingshou said, "My painting here is very fast, and I can finish it in half a day. Among the masters in the past, I was the most impatient, so I didn't make a name for myself as a painter."

Ji Pu said, "Sir, you are being humble."

Normally, the painter follows the guests and looks for a place to invite people to paint, but now the two of them can just find a swing frame in the painter's house, ask Gou Yue to sit on it, and Ji Pu to stand behind it, and that's it.

Danqingshou has never seen such a casual "couple".

He asked the boy to set up the painting table, spread the canvas, and flattened the paper with an amethyst paperweight.

"Are you sure you want to draw like this?"

Ji Pu lowered his head and glanced at Gou Yue, Dan Qingshou sighed, "I love you so much, so pitiful."

"Just draw like this." Gou Yue waved to him and said.

He turned around and whispered, "How long will it take to paint this? Do we have to keep it like this?"

"Hey, girl, don't look back." Dan Qingshou said.

Seeing his eyes as deep as the sea of ​​love, it felt like a lump in your throat?It is better not to know. "If you mess with the old man, you won't be able to draw well."

Gou Yue said hello and stopped moving, but kept talking.

"Xinghua Building didn't find any clues?"

Ji Pu put his hand on her shoulder and said weakly, "No, although Xue Kun died the night he came back from Xinghua Tower, but if we really want to find the murderer who poisoned him, there are so many people up and down Xinghua Tower. It’s hard to find people.”

Gou Yue was puzzled, "Then you have the leisure to come here and ask someone to paint. Do you suspect that Dan Qingshou was poisoned when he helped Mr. Xue repair the antiques?"

He said, "Everything has been checked and it's not poisonous. However, Master Xue and Master Song Bo both died from the same cause. After their tests, they both found the same poison. They both came back from Xinghua Tower. In addition, they were related to Dan Qingshou." connect."

"Have you ruled out Xinghua Tower as a suspect now?"

Ji Pu couldn't give a guarantee, "We can only investigate both ends. The Yushitai is pressing hard, and the case must be closed before the end of the year."

Gou Yue frowned, "If we can't find the murderer, is it possible that I can still eat you?"

Neither can Ji Pudao.

It’s just that he urgently needs a moment to prove himself. He is like a headless fly running around the house, unable to find a window or door. Now he suddenly wakes up. He has been controlled by others for many years, and that person has taken control of him through brotherhood. of all.

He only hoped that he would not be like the frog boiling in warm water and unable to jump out of the pot.

While I was painting, I heard a boy leading the way and bringing in two women. One was a little older. I guessed they were mother and daughter. There were also three or four servants behind them.

The young girl held the older man's arm and was very intimate.

Dan Qing's hands were also a little tired and he said, "You guys rest for a while, I'll come back later."

Gou Yue slowly straightened up from the swing and saw that Dan Qing had asked someone to bring a painting.

The wind outside was chilly, and the girl's bangs were blown a little by the wind. Her elder gently smoothed the messed hair with his hands, and closed the hat behind the cloak. He was worried that she would freeze her head. The girl revealed a small face from the cloak. She was pretty and cute, with a round face and big apricot-like eyes. She must be the most beloved girl in the family.

Gou Yue just stared blankly.

Until Dan Qingshou came over to talk to them.

Ji Pu asked, "Are they regular customers?"

Dan Qingshou said, "I only came to Liangzhu a few years ago, and I started painting for that girl last year. I am not a regular customer. Her mother loves her very much. She is a little girl with precious eyes. She painted several times but was not satisfied. However, I just made a painting a few days ago that she liked, and I took it away when I went shopping today."

Gou Yue watched the girl's back getting further and further away in the snow. She was helped into the carriage by her servants. Her mother got in first and opened her arms to pick her up. She smiled so happily and threw herself into the carriage. in the arms.

Logically speaking, girls aged fourteen or fifteen should get engaged outside Liangzhu. However, the customs in Liangzhu have changed a bit now. The marriageable age for women has been pushed back two or three years. At her age, she can still do this. Being pampered, Gou Yue has never seen him before.

"Are their mother and daughter involved in the painting together?" Gou Yue asked.

The painter said no, "Her mother didn't like painting, but the girl liked it, so she always accompanied her. She has to look for an artist every once in a while, let alone birthdays. I've heard that since I was a child, painting There are three to four hundred paintings. From the time she was born to now, she has a room dedicated to her favorite paintings."

She stepped on the snow where the mother and daughter had just walked, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while she looked up and sat back on the swing.

Ji Pu looked at her and felt a little depressed. He had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to speak easily.

Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to ask him, "What kind of woman is your mother?"

Ji Pu's fingers gently touched the hanging hair behind her waist and said, "She is very gentle. She has served her grandparents for ten years."

"Do you know what your mother's name is?" Gou Yue asked.

Ji Pu said, "It is disrespectful to call your mother by her first name."

She snorted, "I'm just curious."

Ji Pu pointed to the plum tree in the courtyard and said, "It is in her name."

"She must be a very beautiful woman, right?"

Ji Pu felt a little happy in his heart. This was the first time he felt relaxed when he returned to Liangzhu. Talking to her was different from others. Even in front of Wen Yuanzhi, he always chose what to say. Only she, he followed It's okay to go against your temper and say some confusing things.

But for some reason, he didn't dare to tell her about his current situation.

(End of this chapter)