Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

It turned out that this is why he called himself over all the way!

However, if it's this favor, she might really be able to help.

At least she can definitely identify the one in front of her, and it must be fake!

But, how does he know that he understands this?

Of course, now is not the time to pursue this, but the painting in front of me.

The old man didn't seem to hear Rong Qianlong's explanation, but just looked at Chu Huaxin, as if he didn't want to hear anyone's words, but only her.

Opening her mouth, Chu Hua wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back, and walked in with the painting.

After going in for three steps and one turn, you can see a wooden table and chairs inside.

Obviously, the two of them were studying the calligraphy and painting just now, because there were still things placed on it.

Putting the calligraphy and painting down, Chu Huaxin pointed to the handwriting and said: "Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy is fat and stupid, and his pen shirt is not easy to fall off. The "Feibai Script" on the end of the calligraphy art pen is not obvious to Yan's. You can take a look at this calligraphy and painting , although everything is imitated vividly, but it is not full enough, the writing power is not strong enough, and the energy is more than enough, but the strength is not enough."

Pointing to the handwriting in it, he said: "Zhu Changwen once praised his book, "Points are like falling stones, paintings are like summer clouds, hooks are like bent gold, spears are like crossbows, vertical and horizontal have images, low-minded and ambitious, self-improvement, dedication Since then, there has never been one like the public." Look carefully at this calligraphy and painting, there is more than enough form but not enough power."

Hearing the obviously well-researched words, the old man's eyes changed, but he didn't answer.

However, his eyes fell on the calligraphy and painting, and the feeling in his heart was getting closer to what she said.

"Yihan, what do you think?"

After a while, after everyone was waiting for the old man's response, the old man suddenly asked Mu Yihan who was on the side.

Chu Huaxin stood up straight and moved to the side to make room for him.

But Fu Haoming happened to be waiting there, making her unable to move after only one step, and the old man and Rong Qianlong were on the other side, so she could only lean to one side.

Mu Yihan walked towards her, obviously not very close, but Chu Huaxin felt that the air around her had changed.It froze for an instant.

Mu Yihan stood beside her, his deep phoenix eyes glanced at her inadvertently, and then landed on the calligraphy and painting.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his complexion was incomprehensible. He was obviously a very elegant and outstanding person, but it made people feel nervous.

It seems that what he is looking at is not calligraphy and painting, but national affairs, and there is no room for carelessness.

Rong Qianlong and Fu Haoming's eyes flicked back and forth between them, and the corners of their mouths raised meaningful arcs.

After a while, Mu Yihan said softly: "Grandpa Rong, Yihan doesn't know much about Yan Zhenqing's authentic works, but what she just said is true."

"Grandpa, Hua Xin will never admit his mistake. This is a family inheritance, even a genius like the third brother can't match it."

Rong Qianlong's proud attitude made old man Rong give him a funny look.

Although he scolded this grandson every day and got into trouble every day, but this kid was the one he liked the most among his grandchildren.

It is said that beating is kissing and scolding is love, and it is really suitable to describe their grandpa and grandson.

Moreover, his grandson looked out of tune, but it was not easy to hear him praise someone from his mouth.

From just now until now, I have been praising this little girl, could it be...

That look gradually became ambiguous, making Chu Hua feel very uncomfortable.

As for Rong Qianlong, who was watched with a chill down his spine, he always felt that his grandfather's next words would endanger his comfort.

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