After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 43 A Painting

What I saw hanging was a vertical landscape painting.

In the distant view, the clouds are steaming and the sky is beautiful, Daishan is a sea of ​​clouds, there is a line of curved water in the high mountains, and the trees in the mountains are light, and the trees are painted in a loose state, with concise and concise strokes; in the middle is a vast and deep river, vast and vast, among which are islands, reeds, and fishing boats. ; In the foreground is a pavilion near the water, with a light and quiet painting style.In the gazebo, a girl's skirt is dragging to the ground, as if spreading out into blooming flowers...

Fuxuan's beautiful eyes suddenly opened, no, why is there a man standing beside the girl?
Moreover, this painting is several grades rough.

Looking closely at the words in the blank space, it is not that gorgeous and strong, revealing a refined and elegant aura of wealth, without losing the fresh and chic Xie Zhan style.

Instead of writing...another poem?

Fu Xuan was in a trance for a moment.

This painting is very similar, but it is not the "Appreciating Spring by the River" in her hand.

Just as she was still wandering in the misty consciousness and couldn't understand the truth of the painting in front of her, Chang Qu's voice of explanation continued——

"The seven daughters of the Wang family are also literary and talented. The original work of this painting was finally completed by her."

"...Using freehand brushwork to paint mountains, rocks and trees, get rid of the habit of fine hooking and fine chapping, the trunk is only made of simple double hooks, and the branches and leaves are made with ink dots."

"...The mountains use fine and soft lines to draw the concave and convex layers of the mountains, and then use light colors and ink to make them look moist and lush." ​​(Note 1)

"..."

Afterwards, Fu Xuan couldn't listen to Chang Qu's explanation, and only the phrase "this painting was finished by her" was buzzing in her mind.

The painting that Xie Zhan gave him is [-]% similar to the one that Wang Zhiyi finished. What does it mean?
Did he draw two pictures, one for her and the other for Wang Zhiyi?

What was given to her was a finished painting, because she knew she would not continue his painting; what was given to Wang Zhiyi was a half-finished painting, because she was as talented as him, and the two could work together seamlessly?
She thought that the girl in her painting was herself painted by Xie Zhan.But now, I saw a pair of people in this painting.

So, this duo was made by him?Or is it her doing?Or did the two do it together?
Refers to, who else and whom?

After class, Fuxuan hurried forward, called Chang Qu, and asked, "Chang Bo, there is no seal on this painting, why do you say it was painted by Xie Liulang and Miss Wang Qi? But have you seen the original painting? "

Chang Qu was slightly stunned, he naturally knew about the marriage contract between Fu Girl and Xie Liulang, but he didn't expect that she would listen to his teaching explanation about the cooperative painting.

Chang Qu was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to deceive Fuxuan either.

He replied softly: "I haven't seen the original of this painting. My nephew doesn't know about it. This painting has been circulated in many studies in Jiankang City a while ago. Of course, those two people belonged to the original painting The seal, even the copy in Mo Xi's study, is also described. You can go and see for yourself."

Fu Xuan accurately captured Chang Qu's "a while ago" and asked, "Chang Bo, do you remember when this painting was first passed on?"

Seeing Fuxuan's earnest expression, Chang Qu felt that this matter must be unusual. After thinking about it seriously, he replied: "The first time I saw this painting was probably on May [-]th, when I enjoyed the moon with my friends and had a drink. At the time, I also commented on this. After all, you also know that it is not easy to see Xie Changheng's paintings in the world."

The blood on Fuxuan's face faded away.

May [-]th was just a few days before her birthday.

That is, Xie Zhan first collaborated with Wang Zhiyi on this painting, and then because on her birthday, she asked him for a painting, so he drew her a similar one based on the one they had already made?

She couldn't help feeling tense.

So, what she thought was unique was just his random doing?
Looking up at Wen Shutang's description again, and reading that affectionate poem again, Fu Xuan felt mixed feelings.

Even if, as Wang Ai said before, the two often paint paintings and write poems, they shouldn't do so when he has a marriage contract.

What did he think of this engagement?

Seriously, from beginning to end, from top to bottom, the Xie family treated this marriage as a joke!

Fuxuan bid farewell to Chang Qu, and went to Fuqian's house to find someone, intending to go to Mo Xi's study and the study next to it to implement the matter, and then seek Xie Zhan's explanation.

Unexpectedly, before he entered the door, he was stopped by a group of people from the Yamen of Jingzhao County.

The leading guard said: "Miss Fu, in the case of Yu Sanlang's drowning, someone gave evidence. You and Mr. Fu were also at the scene of the incident that day. Now you need to come to the court to answer. Please come with us."

Fu Xuan looked at Fu Qian, and Fu Qian nodded to her, indicating that what the officer said was right, she answered "Yes" and followed the officer out of Yuanlu Academy.

**
Kyoto has a lot of rain in May.

At noon, the sky was still clear, and in the afternoon, with a few loud "rumbling" thunders, suddenly, black clouds turned black, white rain danced, and a layer of veil was separated from the sky and the earth, making it misty.

In less than a stick of incense, the rain curtain receded and the rainbow rose.

I really complied with the phrase "uncertainty."

When Fuxuan and Fuqian arrived at the Yamen of Jingzhao County, everyone who was in Shuiyue Tower that day had already arrived.

Liu Jingzhao, who was at the top, looked solemn and was questioning them one by one.

It was the second time in her life to go to the Yamen lobby, and the first time to watch the trial outside the hall, but this time she was in it, although outsiders should not know the truth, but instinctively made Fu Xuan feel nervous.

She raised her eyes to look around, and suddenly saw Xie Zhan standing out from the crowd in the dark crowd.

I haven't seen you for a few days, but the young man is still so handsome, stunning and romantic, like a bamboo facing the wind, a green mountain and a jade bone.

Dressed in an official uniform, he sat beside Liu Jingzhao in a cold and solemn manner, as cold as ice, with a folding fan silently tapping in the palm of his hand, and his eyes were as cold as cold stars, with the majesty of penetrating everything.

Suddenly realizing that he was still the young minister of Dali Temple, Fuxuan's heart felt as if she had missed a step, it jumped suddenly, and then sank.

I felt a little afraid of what I did on the day of my birthday, after knowing it.

After all, he is a well-known cruel official in Jiankang City. That day, in order to hide her guilty conscience, she got herself drunk so quickly, and then used the strength of alcohol to strengthen her courage, and put on unskilled His acting skills entangled him for a long time, and in the trance of drunkenness, he finally interrupted his official business and escaped with luck.

I don't know how much he believed her.Not to mention, in the next class, regarding Yu Hao's matter, whether Fu Xiao can escape safely.

In public, Fuxuan has ghosts in her heart; in private, she has a stick in her throat when it comes to painting.

Therefore, today, Fu Xuan didn't want to meet Xie Zhan's abyss-like, cold eyes at all.

Turning a blind eye to him this time, in Xie Zhan's eyes, is a guilty conscience that is trying to hide it.

It is true that he had suspected her purpose a long time ago on the day on the upstairs boat, but at that time he felt ashamed and his body seemed out of control, as soon as she stuck close to him, he felt as if he had been pressed. The same, he couldn't move at all, so he didn't pursue it any further.

Recalling now, that day she first seduced someone in front of Yu Hao, and then used the same method to deal with herself - the relationship between the two sides, Xie Zhan deeply felt that in her eyes, maybe he was no different from that seductive embryo .

It's all so obsessed with sex, it's ridiculous.

Suddenly, the anger in my heart that I don't know whether it is towards myself or the other party has increased.

　Note 1: The comments on Zhao Mengfu's "Autumn Colors of Magpies and Flowers" are quoted here.

　　
　
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