Song Dynasty Cannon Fodder Counterattack Record

Chapter 23
In Daxiangguo Temple, Li Buqi, who is the best at painting portraits, will paint the image of a pious donor to the Buddha on the murals to accompany the Bodhisattva.As soon as this news came out, the whole city of Tokyo went crazy, and the thresholds of the few monks who could talk in Daxiangguo Temple were almost kicked off.

In the main hall where the murals are being painted, there are often such conversations: "The benefactor, please come here. This is Master Cui from the Hanlin Academy of Painting. This is Li Buqi. The characters he painted are as if they met a real person. If you want to come, the benefactor should listen. said."

"Yeah yeah."

"Don't give up. This benefactor is extremely filial. I want his mother who has worshiped the Buddha for decades to accompany the Bodhisattva. Do you think there is a good place for him?"

Li Buqi would point to a random location at this time.At this time, the rich and stupid master will definitely dislike the bad position and want to get close to the Bodhisattva.At this time, the monk will say: "To tell the truth from the benefactor, this place is reserved for the most pious and blessed people. This..."

"Master, I would like to donate another five hundred guan, and ask the master to let my mother serve the Bodhisattva here."

"Well..., it's really not about money."

"I will donate another two thousand guan."

"Well, seeing the filial piety of the benefactor, I begged the abbot for his nod."

The monk walked out with the money-giving fool, but Li Buqi suddenly shouted: "Wait, haven't you asked the old man of Ye's longevity?"

"Well, eight out of sixty."

"Oh, Longevity. It's just that this is a bit difficult. It's not easy to draw an old man next to the Bodhisattva."

"Uh, how can this be done?"

At this time, the monk would pretend to be surprised, pointing to the portrait on the mural and asking: "Isn't the benefactor also [-]? Don't you paint the same picture so that you don't look old at all?"

Li Buqi began to complain at this time: "Do you know how much effort I have spent on this image? First, I have to draw his current appearance, then think about his young appearance, and finally become the image in the story. What is it?" That easy?"

Thousands of pens have been taken out, do you still care about small money?The idiot who gave the money pulled Li Buqi: "As long as my little brother can paint my mother well, I will not hesitate to spend. Come here, give me ten pennies first."

Li Buqi is still in a dilemma: "But it is too much consideration to put the painting in such a conspicuous position."

The monk is Xu Che in this era: "Little brother, this official Shi is the most generous. As long as the official Shi is satisfied, the official will never hesitate to spend."

For this transaction, Li Buqi got a commission from Xiangguo Temple and a reward from the client, which was at least thirty or fifty guan.Cui Bai watched and shook his head: "Little friend, it's a pity that you don't become a businessman."

Li Buqi smiled and said: "Everyone can't tell others about this. The boy is a good person, and the credit for selling the position on the mural is given to Master Wuzhi. Don't let the boy's painstaking efforts go to waste."

Cui Bai pointed at Li Buqi with his pen and said, "You, you, what can I say about you?"

On the embroidery floor of the Zhao family mansion in Longjin Bridge, Xing'er reported the latest news in the market to her little lady: "My lady, that apprentice is going around to give portraits every day. I heard that it takes ten or twenty pens to paint a portrait." Well. It seems that this apprentice really has some tricks."

Zhao Min, the daughter of the Zhao family, raised her head from the book and said: "Since he can easily put to death those who framed him and those who humiliated him, naturally he has some means."

Xing'er wondered: "That tolerance didn't even hit the board, how could Deng Tuzi put him to death?"

"You, use your brain. Such a crime can't be finished in a day or two. It may be months or even a few years in a big prison. It's no wonder that the family is destroyed. This is much more severe than a board."

Xing'er nodded half-understood, Zhao Min said: "Calling him a thief and joining the army will kill him. It can be seen that this guy is vicious, but we must be careful to avoid him in the future."

Just as he was talking, the old lady downstairs reported: "Little lady, there is a salesman coming in, do you want to take a look?"

At this time, the women of rich families could not show their faces casually, so there were many merchants who came to sell goods with their goods. It was not unusual for women to enter the inner house with the permission of the owner.So Zhao Min didn't care, and asked, "What are you selling?"

"It sells dolls, and they look good. Come down and have a look, little lady."

It must be a rare thing that can make the nanny scream so much. Zhao Min went down the stairs with curiosity, and was immediately attracted.A woman and two little girls spread white linen cloth on the ground, and the linen cloth was covered with big dolls, all made into the shape of chubby babies, with big eyes, smiling, and wearing bright clothes.A little girl held a big puppet in her arms, shaking and humming like a baby, making the girls want to hold one for themselves just by looking at it.

There is no girl who doesn't like dolls, especially girls who don't have many opportunities to go out.Xing'er screamed happily, picked up a big doll and squeezed it, then hugged Zhao Min and said, "It's so fun. My lady..."

Zhao Min also thought the doll was very interesting, so he asked, "How much is this doll?"

The woman was a little nervous, and stammered, "One, the usual money is thirty cents."

"So expensive?" Not only Zhao Min, Xing'er and the nanny were all surprised.

The older girl was sharp-tongued: "Sister, the price is not expensive. I've already sold five of them today. Look, the outside is made of silk, the clothes are made of gauze, and the eyes, nose and mouth are all covered. It is exquisitely embroidered. There is also a liner made of new linen inside. The liner is filled with new cloth heads and steamed fine linen. My things are definitely clean. If the outside is dirty, just take the stitches apart and take it out. How convenient is it to take out the inner liner and only wash the outer layer?"

"I'm not bragging. This other people's home must not be so good-looking. Let's see who in the market can cut it like this? This is a pattern carefully drawn by Li Sanlang, who painted murals in Daxiangguo Temple. How can anyone else do it?" so pretty?"

Li Sanlang?Both Xing'er and the nanny were startled, and looked at their little lady quietly.Zhao Min remained calm: "Is that Li Sanlang who is especially good at drawing characters?"

"Exactly. Who in Tokyo doesn't know about Li Sanlang?" the girl said proudly.

Zhao Min showed a friendly smile on his face: "I heard that Li Sanlang needs at least two pennies to paint a portrait. Little sister, how can you ask Li Sanlang to draw a picture for you..."

After the mother and daughter who sold the dolls left, Zhao Min withdrew her smile and said to a girl, "Let Manager Yu find out, the woman who sells dolls is telling the truth."

After the girl left, Xing'er said: "Little lady, it can't be that apprentice..."

Zhao Min: "I don't know. He does things unexpectedly, but I don't know if he did it for me. I need to be careful about this person in the future."

Xing'er muttered in frustration: "Those dolls are really cute."

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