A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

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Originally Xia Shi didn't take the initiative to ask, Meng Yan could just pretend not to know; but Meng Yan's initiative to explain, Xia Shi pretended not to know.

As a result, at noon and night that day, Meng Yan was speechless when faced with a large pan of cakes baked by the Xia family.

Meng Yan still weakly opened her mouth to express her opinion: "Mother, did you accidentally make too much noodles? I can't finish eating so much."

Xia Shi said: "Didn't you dream of eating the pancakes I baked? Now you can eat as much as you want."

Meng Yan: "..."

Later, when Xu Chenfang left, Meng Yan hurriedly wrapped up the cakes and stuffed them for him, and said righteously: "Don't you always miss my mother's craftsmanship when you go out? This is my mother's wish. You must Take it with you! If you can’t finish it by yourself, remember to share with Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang!”

"I've eaten enough so soon, don't you want to eat a few more pieces?" Xu Shenfang looked down at the bag full of pancakes in his arms, and smiled handsomely: "If you don't have to eat next time, why don't you eat the quilt again?" manage?"

Meng Yan's face twitched, she squeezed her fist and said, "I'll beat you if you talk nonsense."

She deeply felt that this time she really found a very bad reason.

Xu Chenfang laughed twice, then lazily left with a bag of cakes.Later, he distributed these cakes to the town bullies, and the town bullies ate it to their heart's content.

Later, when Meng Yan went to sell the second painting and the third painting, he followed what Xu Shenfang said, bidding with 20 taels of silver as the reserve price, and the highest bidder won.

As a result, one painting sold for dozens of taels, and one painting sold for hundreds of taels, which is really impressive.

And Yin Heng's inspiration is like falling asleep, usually when he falls asleep and falls asleep suddenly.

Sometimes Yin Heng tried to stand in front of the desk to write, and he could last longer.But when he heard Meng Yan's voice coming, he sat down unhurriedly.

Meng Yan was very distressed, and didn't want him to stay up late, so sometimes she kept watch in his room, and even fell asleep directly on his bed.

Just as the painting business of the two was booming, some news came from other places.

This place in the city is not big, but the geographical location is relatively remote.In ancient times, transportation information was underdeveloped, and it is not surprising that sometimes a news spread from one place to another remote place after several months.

These days, the most talked about by the people in the city is about the war between King Yin Wu and the border between the two countries.

The country Meng Yan lived in was called Yin State, and there were other countries such as Li State and Lang State adjacent to it.

Just this year, when the Yin Kingdom and the Lang Kingdom went to war, the army was led by King Yin Wu, who was supposed to have high morale and a sure chance of victory, but he was ambushed and plotted on the way. After retreating and defeating, the imperial court finally signed a peace treaty with the Lang Kingdom, ceding several cities to quell the war.

In this way, the deeds of King Wu of Yin spread in the city.

The common people lamented that a generation of war heroes had perished, and it was a great loss for the country and the people.

From listening to the spectators in the theater before, to Xu Shenfang bringing the bow that is said to be used by King Wu of Yin, to all kinds of storytelling and gossip in the street market, Mr. Meng Lin has listened to several versions of King Yin Wu in total.

When Meng Yan and Yin Heng passed by the market, they happened to hear the storyteller on the street talking in a gaudy and eloquent manner, so they stopped and listened for a while.

On the way back, Yin Heng suddenly said, "Ah Nam, we won't be selling paintings for now."

Meng Yan didn't ask any more questions, just said: "Okay." It just so happened that he could also rest for a while.She asked again, "Ah Heng, do you think the generals of Lang Country are very powerful?"

Yin Heng paused, and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Meng Yan said: "King Yin Wu is really as powerful as the rumors say, so there is no reason for him to be defeated by the Lang Kingdom. Either the general of the Lang Kingdom is stronger than him, or there is some kind of conspiracy involved." She paused, then said , "It's the same in any era. If you threaten others, they will tell you to be polite and civilized, but once they get the chance, they will still stab you to death."

Yin Heng said calmly: "The scary thing is not that the other party stabs you, but that someone behind you stabs you."

Meng Yan said: "At the beginning, King Wu of Yin and Ping Qi were able to kill all the kings of the feudal vassals without leaving any of them. Now this defeat, and the life and death of the vassals are still unclear. It's too strange."

Yin Heng said: "No matter how powerful a general is, it is impossible to win forever. Whether it is conspiracy or conspiracy, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs."

Although after a while, Yin Heng didn't produce any paintings, and Meng Yan didn't sell them on the street anymore, but this didn't affect the previously sold paintings, which caused a wave in the city because of King Yin Wu's deeds. fad.

Some people in the city were lucky enough to see the Danqing handwriting of King Yin Wu, and found that those calligraphy and paintings were similar to the handwriting of King Yin Wu.

When I came to look for the painting seller again, the painting seller never appeared on the street again.

As a result, the only few paintings were tossed and turned in the hands of some people, and the prices of paintings also rose again and again.

When Xu Shenfang came to Meng Yan's house again, she also brought two sets of scrolls with her.

At that time, he was sitting on the corridor, his eyes filled with interest, and he slowly unfolded the two paintings, looked at Yin Heng meaningfully, and then waved to Meng Yan with a smile: "Cousin Ah Ni, just a few days ago I I got a painting that is said to be the authentic work of King Wu of Yin, come over and have a look, which one is better, the one drawn by your family Ah Heng?"

Yin Heng narrowed his eyes, and looked at Xu Chenfang with a cold expression.

Ran Xu and Shen Fang were not affected at all, and always took pleasure in debunking him.

When Meng Yan heard the words, she came over excitedly, half-believing and half-doubting: "Where did you get the authentic handwriting of King Wu of Yin? Is it true?"

After all, King Yin Wu has been very popular recently, and no one knows whether he is dead or alive, so various counterfeit products related to King Yin Wu began to emerge in endlessly.

What are the knives and swords that King Wu of Yin used, the finger spanners that King Wu of Yin wore, the clothes he wore, and so on.

Xu Chenfang smiled and said: "I usually don't collect fakes, of course I have to get the real ones."

Meng Yan came over and sat on the corridor with Xu Chenfang. When Xu Shenfang unfolded the two paintings completely in front of Meng Yan, Meng Yan looked at the one on the left and the one on the right. They were all the same. It is leisurely, but also hidden magnificent.

Xu Chenfang raised her eyebrows and said, "Ah Nam, do you know which painting he painted?"

Meng Yan said: "Of course I can recognize the difference between the two paintings. Ah Heng's painting building is shrouded in mist, but the one here is soaked in mist and rain, and the shadows of the distant mountains are also endless. same."

Both paintings are amazing, they don't describe what the mist and mist and rain look like specifically, but they can be seen at a glance.

Meng Yan clearly remembered that this was Yin Heng's first painting of the Chonglou Yuanshan, and she had seen it countless times before it was sold.

(End of this chapter)