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Chapter 239 The person in this painting is clearly a woman?

Mo Yao stood up and walked towards the portrait. He observed it carefully. After observing for a while, he looked at Ci Song and said, "Brother Ci Song, are you sure this is your father? The person in this painting is obviously his father." A woman?"

"Woman? Where did you see it?"

Ci Song stood up curiously, walked to Mo Yao's side, and also observed the painting carefully.

Mo Yao pointed to the man in the painting wearing a green robe and hat, and said: "Brother Ci Song, the person in the painting must be a woman. Women usually wear their hair in a high bun, while men usually wear their hair tied up or wearing a crown." It can be seen from this painting that the man's bun is obviously higher than that of the man, and the decoration is more complicated. This is a unique bun style for women. Moreover, if you look closely, there is a white jade hairpin on the bun. , Why do men wear hairpins?

Then Mo Yao pointed to the hand of the person in the painting and said: "Furthermore, the hands of the person in the painting are slender than those of men, and the skin is more delicate. The nails are also carefully trimmed. The hands are like catkins and the skin is like gelatin." , suitable for women. Finally, the clothing of the person in the painting is also a style unique to women, with a long green robe and skirt, and the hem is more elegant, which is in line with women's aesthetics. "

Mo Yao's analysis made Ci Song nod his head repeatedly and praised: "Mo Yao, you are so smart, you can see it all."

Mo Yao was praised by Ci Song, and there was a bit of pride on his face, "That's, among other things, Yao'er's observation skills are very powerful, and my master has praised me."

After that, Mo Yao pointed to the side of the portrait in the painting and said, "Brother Ci Song, look at this, does it look like the Aomei Jade Xiao that my father gave me?"

Ci Song followed Mo Yao's fingers and saw a slender jade flute hanging on the waist of the person in the painting. Its shape was very similar to the proud plum jade flute.

"This, this is true." Ci Song also couldn't believe it and observed it carefully.

"Could it be that the person in the painting is not the father, but the mother?" Mo Yao guessed. After all, Ci Qibai had said before that the proud plum jade flute was a treasure used by Ci Song's mother. Since the person in the painting is a woman, and there is also the proud plum jade flute , then it is most likely Ci Song’s mother.

Ci Song sighed slightly and said, "I have no memory of my mother, and I don't know it very well."

Mo Yao didn't say anything more, she just sat next to Ci Song and watched with him. The two of them looked at the painting, looking at it. Ci Song's eyes were a little red, and Mo Yao also leaned in close to Ci Song. Beside him, leaning on Ci Song, the two people just looked at him.

"The person in the painting is your mother."

Ning Pingan's voice came from behind the two of them. When they heard Ning Pingan's voice, they turned around and saw Ning Pingan standing behind them at some point. He walked to the center of the lobby and looked at Portrait, said: "I don't know much about your mother, and I have only met her once. I know her name, Xuan Yueshuang."

"Xuan Yueshuang?"

Ci Song and Mo Yao looked at each other. Both of them were very unfamiliar with this name. Ci Song had never even heard of this name.

Ning Ping'an sat slowly at the table and said slowly: "This painting was painted by your father back then. This was also the place where your mother temporarily lived. Ci Song, you were born here."

When Ci Song and Mo Yao heard this, they both couldn't believe it. They had never heard of these things, and they had never heard their father mention their mother's affairs. Now that they suddenly heard Ning Ping'an talk about it, both of them were a little a little bit confused. At a loss.

"That's why I let you live here, so that you can feel the true meaning of the painting."

"So that's it." Ci Song nodded and looked at the scroll again.

Ning Ping'an looked at Ci Song carefully and said: "I see that you have a callus on the tiger's mouth on your right hand. It should be that you have worked hard during sword practice. Did my senior brother teach you the Zongheng sword technique?"

Ci Song turned his head and sat back at the table with Mo Yao. Ci Song poured Ning Ping'an a cup of tea and replied truthfully: "I taught you."

There was no surprise on Ning Ping'an's face, and she just continued to ask: "How much did you learn?"

"I don't know how much I have learned, but I can use it across the four directions." Ci Song replied.

"In just three months, you have learned to travel across all directions, and your swordsmanship is as talented as your father's. It is amazing." Ning Ping'an spoke slowly, with a hint of admiration in his tone, "Then the next time, Just start practicing your left-hand sword, and I'll teach you the vertical sword technique."

"Left-handed sword?"

The corner of Ci Song's mouth twitched twice. He remembered that Grandpa Cuo seemed to have said that he wanted him to practice two-handed swords. As expected of a senior brother, he could really think of something.

"Yes, starting from the day after tomorrow, I will teach you the sword skills at the General's Mansion martial arts field. In the next period of time, Dean Yan and I will not be able to distract you from protecting you. In this way, you can go back to the General's Mansion later, at home. It's safer, at least my senior brother is here, no one can threaten you,"

Ning Ping'an said that the reason why he proposed to let Ci Song return to the General's Mansion was because there were many great scholars and a literary man in the General's Mansion, who was also his semi-saint cultivation brother. Even if the Yin and Yang family wanted to send people to capture the General's Mansion, It cannot be captured in one or two days. Here, Ci Song is relatively safe.

A few days ago, he would have let Ci Song stay at Yan Sheng Academy with peace of mind, but since he and his master were besieged by the three half-sages and two sub-sages of the Yin-Yang family, his vigilance has been raised again , Nowadays, the Yin Yang family exists in the Former Master's Hall. There is no guarantee that they will attack Ci Song. As the teacher of Ci Song, I still have to be cautious.

"I understand, teacher." Ci Song nodded and agreed.

"Seven days later, on February 9th, my senior brother and I will have a competition. You and Mo Yao can watch the competition together. As for the ranking of the battle between heaven and man, I will have someone copy a copy and send it to the general's mansion. You can go home with Mo Yao now."

"By the way, take this painting with you. I don't know how long it will take to come back here next time."

After saying that, Ning Ping'an stood up and turned to leave Ci Song's room.

"Farewell, teacher."

After seeing Ning Ping'an off the room, Ci Song also began to pack up. He took the painting off the wall, carefully rolled it up and put it in the jade pendant, and then prepared to leave Yansheng Academy with Mo Yao and go to the general's mansion.

"Brother Ci Song, why did Mr. Ning ask you to go home? Isn't Yansheng Academy safe?" Mo Yao asked curiously.

"Dean Yan's brother Yan Wen and I have a conflict. I have made a vow that when I break through the Hanlin realm, it will be the day of his death. The teacher asked me to go home to avoid another conflict between me and Yan Wen."

Ci Song explained to Mo Yao as he walked.

"Brother Yan Wen, what did he do to you?" Mo Yao was also a little angry when he heard Ci Song's words.

"He insulted my father and attacked me directly in front of many students." Ci Song's tone was a little cold, "When I break through the Hanlin Academy, I will kill him."

After that, Ci Song took Mo Yao's hand and quickly left Yansheng Academy.

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