The cannon fodder stepmother dressed as the villain Zai Zai

"In the past, when dignitaries, princes and nobles asked me to paint, their artistic level was simply vulgar. They only asked me to imitate cats and tigers."

"It is not difficult to create images in paintings, but to create images of gods, it requires certain skills. It can be seen that Mrs. Xu not only studies poetry, but is also involved in calligraphy and painting."

Xu Yaqin shook her head and said softly:

"What the hell, Mr. Wu is actually willing to paint. It's not too late to do that. You have prepared the pen and ink for him, and you can start now."

Wu Daoren did not refuse and directly agreed to her request.

"Of course you can, Madam, if you want, I like her poetry very much. It is my honor to paint for Madam."

"Come here, come with the pen! Come with the ink!"

When it came to painting, Wu Daoren's expression changed obviously. He was not as serious as before, and his attitude gradually became serious. Xu Yaqin, as his reference, sat there quietly all the time.

"Ma'am, don't move. Hold on. I'm going to put pen to paper."

Xu Yaqin nodded and said:
"Well, Mr. Wu, please start."

Taoist Wu was in Cuilan Pavilion, spraying ink.

Looking directly at the temperament displayed by Xu Yaqin, and recalling the appearance and characteristics of the first lady, he was hearty and in one go. In a short while, a lifelike portrait of the first lady was completed.

At this moment, Wu Daoren also consumed a lot of energy. There were slight drops of sweat on his forehead, and he wiped it away.He took a breath, put down the pen in his hand, and said to Xu Yaqin:

"Okay, madam, the painting is finished. Madam can get up and take a look."

Xuan He on the side was fascinated. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to run over and said:

"Really! Daoist Wu is indeed a famous painter. Not only is he good at painting, he is also very efficient."

She looked at the portrait made by Daochang Wu in front of her desk, her eyes widened suddenly, she was slightly surprised, and she greeted Xu Yaqin vigorously.

"Madam, this... this painting."

"What, is there something wrong with the painting?"

Seeing Xuan He's reaction, Xu Yaqin frowned slightly. She thought there was something wrong with the painting. When she walked over and took a look, she saw that the portrait was indeed the same as the portrait of the late lady hanging in the ancestral hall.

Although the facial features are somewhat different, the temperament revealed in the two portraits is obviously that of the same person.

Xu Yaqin looked at the newly completed portrait, held it in her hand and examined it carefully. Her eyes trembled slightly, then she looked at Wu Daoren with tears of gratitude and said:

"The Taoist Master is indeed a divine painter. His masterful hands are truly ingenious. All the exquisite details of the late Madam's portrait have been completed."

Wu Daoren waved his hand. His ears were about to get calloused by such words of praise. He just laughed and said:

"Haha, madam, please don't praise the old man. The old man only agreed to do the painting because he and his wife came together. By the way, may I ask if there is good wine in the Hou Mansion?"

"The old Taoist has a hobby. Every time he finishes a painting, he must drink a jar of wine, so that he can enjoy himself to the fullest."

"Yes, of course there is."

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Xu Yaqin's face was full of joy, and she immediately ordered her personal maid Xuanhe, saying:

"Xuanhe, go get the wine."

"Okay, ma'am, I'll go right away."

The news that a famous painter in Yandu City had entered Cuilanxuan soon reached Sheng Lizuan's ears.Cui Lanxuan has been surrounded by the maids and guards he arranged, and even the slightest disturbance cannot be hidden from Sheng Lixuan's eyes.

He was having a headache on how to find out the murderer of the Hou Mansion, and was discussing with two clan elders in the hall, when Sheng Yue suddenly broke in to report the matter.

As soon as Sheng Yue finished speaking, Sheng Lixuan frowned and realized that things were not simple.

The two elders of the clan looked puzzled and were not as bright-minded as Sheng Lixuan.For a moment, I still couldn't figure out what Xu Yaqin was going to do.

But they would never allow Xu Yaqin to go smoothly like this.

Let’s start a side attack on this matter:
"Master Hou, there must be something fishy about this matter."

"Yes. Mrs. Xu has been placed under house arrest. She is so restless and self-disciplined. Why did she cause trouble in the Hou's Mansion again by recruiting Taoist Wu into the Hou's Mansion? She must be trying to cause some trouble."

Sheng Lixuan thought quietly: At this juncture, what could Xu Yaqin do by bringing Painter Wu into the house?

Suddenly, Sheng Lixuan suddenly thought of a possibility.

His anger could no longer be suppressed, and regardless of the two clan elders chattering beside him, he sat up suddenly and said:
"Huh, okay, she is such a scheming woman. The late Madam's portrait was destroyed, and she couldn't wait to invite Painter Wu to paint for her. What's her motive?"

Ah, so that’s what it is?

The elders of the clan realized it later and quickly agreed with Sheng Lixuan's intention and said:
"Yes, Lord Marquis. Mrs. Xu is really disrespectful to the late Madam and must be severely punished."

"Hmph, let's go Sheng Yue and go to Cuilanxuan now to see what kind of monster Xu Yaqin is doing."

"Okay, big brother."

After Sheng Lixuan said this, he left immediately.

Sheng Yue was stunned for a moment before hurriedly chasing after him.

Cuilan Xuanli.

The personal maid Xuanhe just brought the wine from the kitchen and asked Taoist Wu to sit here and taste the wine.I was chatting with Xu Yaqin, discussing some opinions on poetry and poetry.

At this time, there was a sudden sound on the door, and Sheng Lixuan pushed it open with a palm.

"Hou...Master Hou, why are you here?"

The personal maid Xuanhe was startled when she heard the sudden movement, her expression suddenly changed, and she couldn't help asking.

Sheng Lixuan had a cold face and cold eyes, so he did not talk to the maid, but looked at Xu Yaqin and Wu Daoren sitting there.

This Taoist Wu was the one who painted the late Madam's portrait, so Sheng Lixuan had always been more respectful to him.

In front of Wu Daoren, he could not suddenly go berserk. Instead, he tried his best to restrain his inner emotions and asked Xu Yaqin:
"Xu Yaqin, didn't I ask you to stay well in Cuilan Xuan? What is the purpose of you going to such trouble to invite Mr. Wu here?"

Before Xu Yaqin could speak, Taoist Wu on the side could clearly see that the mood between the two of them was wrong and full of strong smell of gunpowder.Then he smoothed things over and explained for Xu Yaqin:

"Back to the Marquis, Mrs. Xu came to me to do some painting."

Hearing the word "painting", Sheng Lixuan's brows became even more angry. He looked at Xu Yaqin loudly and shouted:
"Painting, of course I know she is a painter."

"It seems to me that you destroyed the portrait of the late Madam. Now you are so complacent and want Painter Wu to paint for you. I think you simply don't take me, the Marquis of Qingdu, seriously."

(End of this chapter)