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Chapter 147: Be alone

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When Meng Qi arrived at the inn's room, he happily opened the scroll.

This is a scroll about three feet long, painted in three colors of mud gold, azurite, and stone green. It is not the erotic scene that Meng Qi thought, but a golden and blue landscape painting without any characters.

The mountains are rolling and undulating, surrounded by clouds and mists, and the nearby trees and branches are entwined, bright and green. The canopy of trees shelters the stone steps up the mountain, and the trail follows the path, winding its way up to the steep, towering summit.

There are flying springs and waterfalls, and there are red-tiled Buddhist temples.

The wind blew through the forest, causing the clouds and mist to slowly disperse, revealing the outline of the mountain, which was a giant dragon looking up.

"… "

Lu Min was afraid of disturbing Meng Guoshi's "Ya Xing", and he was very uncomfortable looking at these pictures, so he didn't follow up to join in the fun. Meng Qi was the only one in the room, holding the scroll, the smile on his lips froze.

Painting is a pleasure.

Maybe there are a lot of calligraphy and painting masters in Taijing, but there are very few people who are willing to paint erotic palaces and are still ingenious!

In fact, Meng Qi had no particular preference for this kind of picture, it was just a novelty.

During the Chu Dynasty, the people of Taijing could always see all kinds of new things and taste a variety of desserts and dishes. The new things may not be better than the old ones, but the novelty alone is enough. As long as the things are good enough, the past will never stop until the novelty is gone.

At this time, Meng Qi had such a state of mind.

He saw the fan painted by Mr. Jin Shui in Fengxing Pavilion, and turned over a few pages of the embroidered portrait in the book, which was when he found it interesting. Although Meng Qi was not good at painting, he still knew how to paint.

This kind of collection is the most in the palace, and Meng Qi has seen it a lot.

In addition, my former friends are also good at the Tao of Danqing, and every time I get a good painting, I will call my friends and friends to taste it together. Of course, this kind of tasting is not about hanging the painting, and then everyone praises it in unison. It is good to say what is good, how is it good, and how to write and imitate it. Every word is pearly.

These erotic pictures painted by Mr. Jin Shui are not only unique in brushwork, but the most important thing is "contain but not reveal", which is very beautiful. I don't know if it was because the scholar was forced to make a living out of this, but he still couldn't let go, and created these treasures by accident.

Best of all, the things that hide the bodies of the characters are different in each painting.

The four fan faces are the swing under the tree, the valley of falling flowers, the hot springs that pretend to be a romantic affair of the former royal family, and the mantle tents that are also palaces.

Meng Qi excitedly unfolded the scroll, just to see what Mr. Jin Shui used this time.

result-

The promised erotic pictures suddenly turned into golden and green landscape paintings.

That's fine, the painting is still going up to Yunshan! It is the outline of the Longshou Peak of Shangyun Mountain and the other five peaks!

I originally planned to finish the appreciation, so I took it to Fengxing Pavilion to extort a sum, how can I go now? Dangtang Taijing Longmai took the painting of his own body and sold it to the bookstore that printed the album of the erotic palace in the Liuxiang of Fireworks.

Meng Qi's expression was stiff, and he didn't know whether to put the painting away or turn around to find Mo Li to find out what was going on.

"Squeak."

The door was pushed open, and Mo Li came in with a plate of jujube mud cake in his hand.

Although the city was full of turmoil, the business of the inn did not plummet. Since the city gate was not open, these people could not leave. In addition, there was an accident at Peony Square. People who wanted to continue living in Wenrou Township had to move to the inn, and the empty room suddenly became tense. .

It was Meng Qi who made a decisive decision, found a relatively remote inn familiarly, and smashed the money, and then successfully grabbed the last two rooms.

"The guy in the inn went to Dongshi to buy rice grains. This is the only snack in the inn."

Mo Li put the jujube mud cake on the table, and said to Meng Qi, "I don't have any sugar to fry chestnuts, so let's have some."

These jujube mud cakes have been left for a while, and the taste is not good. Meng Qi picked up a piece and frowned as soon as it was put into his mouth.

"Doctor, this painting..."

"Oh, Mr. Jin Shui said he wanted to send a painting, so I picked one of my favorites."

Mo Li glanced at the scroll in Meng Qi's hand and answered calmly.

Meng Qi looked at the scroll subconsciously, and then realized something. The unfinished jujube mud cake was just put in his mouth, and a small piece of cheek bulged out slightly.

Ink carp: "… "

I was caught off guard and saw a humanoid version of the gerbil.

This is what gerbils look like when they eat fried chestnuts.

As if realizing something, Meng Qi quickly swallowed the bad-tasting jujube mud cake.

"Cough, I just didn't expect that Mr. Jin Shui also has... such a painting."

"He made erotic pictures to make ends meet, and he's not a craftsman who specializes in such painting skills. How could he not have other paintings?" Mo Li, for some reason, uncharacteristically argued with Meng Qi seriously.

From those few fans, it can be seen that the artist has a very good foundation, which can be called a must.

Meng Qi's heart was sour, he unfolded the scroll, and inexplicably began to provoke the problems of this golden and blue landscape painting.

"... The color used here is too strong, and it is a bit overwhelming. And this tree, the brushwork is not strong enough. Although the artistic conception is good, but the fog in this mountain, when the wind is blowing, definitely does not flow in this direction, you Look at this side is east, this side is north. The trees are so lush, it should be summer, how can there be wind in this direction?"

Mo Cari didn't know what to say for a while.

He looked down at the jujube mud cake and ate it himself.

When Meng Qi finished picking out all the faults in the painting, he found that the plate was actually empty.

"doctor?"

"Yeah." Mo Li didn't lift his head, he was addicted to the painting.

"… "

The sweetheart looks at "self" in a trance. Is this something to be happy about, or do you need to be angry

Meng Qi scrolled the picture in a complicated mood - everyone else is here, what mountains are they looking at? !

"Does the doctor really like this painting? In fact, there are several landscape paintings made by famous masters in the previous dynasties in the palace, especially the Taijing North View painted by the famous scholar Lincheng five hundred years ago. Lin Chengmen... The mountain is like a giant dragon between clouds and mist, very expressive."

Mo Li listened carefully.

Meng Qi was refreshed, and was about to continue talking about the next painting, but Mo Li shook his head and said, "Those paintings are good, but they are hidden in the palace. Although you and I can take them away without any effort, stealing is not good after all. . This painting is different, whether it is used to trade off the price, or given by the artist himself, it comes from the right place."

It's good that Doctor Mo didn't mention this. When he mentioned the price, Meng Qi thought that this painting was a bonus.

Buy a silver needle tip!

How can it be so miserable

Meng Guoshi had mixed feelings in his heart, not even throwing it away with the scroll, and it felt unfair to simply put it down.

I don't know how many famous people in all dynasties have written poems and made paintings for Shangyun Mountain! There are as many famous sentences as you want, and there is no shortage of paintings by a poor scholar who is not well-known.

But the doctor likes it! What can he do

Meng Qi's expression changed, he took a deep breath and said reluctantly, "I wonder which part of the painting the doctor likes the most?"

"Huh? As you said, limited by the painter's skills, there are some shortcomings. But the flaws do not hide the good, didn't you say before that Mr. Jin Shui is best at this kind of painting without revealing it?"

After Mo Li finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Meng Qi's reaction was faster than his, his eyes were widened and his expression was shocked.

… Containing but not revealing, do you mean the clouds and mists on the painting

Surrounding the mountain, the slowly scattered clouds and mists, at first glance, do have the illusion that the painting has come alive.

As a dragon vein, the mountain is him, and he is the mountain!

Meng Qi was shocked by Doctor Mo's straightforwardness, and Mo Li's auricles had turned red.

"Doctor, national teacher!

The second prince pushed the door and came in. He did not dare to shout too loudly for fear of being heard by other people in the inn.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw two people standing very close to each other in the room, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

"Uh!"

Lu Min instinctively felt that something was wrong, and immediately followed him to see the empty dessert plate.

"It's the same room, why is there only food here?" Lu Min couldn't help complaining.

Mo Li subconsciously reminded: "You can't eat dates, your body needs medicine to recuperate. When I finish writing the recipe, I will go to the pharmacy on the street to grab a few medicines."

Lu Min didn't think much about it, and said directly: "I just asked a guy to find a tooth shop, there are empty houses on this street, but it's not possible right now, people everywhere are panicking and we rent a yard, which is easy to attract suspicion. If the national teacher is free, you can go to those places first."

He hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I saw Sixth Emperor Brother's motorcade on the street, and he has returned to Taijing."

"Sixth prince?" Mo Li thought of the boy who overheard him talking to Meng Qi outside Lujiazhuang.

I just felt strange that day. The hiding ability displayed by this prince was amazing. He didn't even need to look at it to know how much he could hide. When ordinary people want to hide, they will subconsciously choose the biggest shelter, but the Sixth Prince is not.

At first Mo Li thought that there were too many secrets in a place like the palace. The sixth prince consciously went to eavesdrop and was used to such behavior. Now that I think about it, it is clear that the sixth prince knows how big an object can be to protect himself, and he will not be affected by the things thrown by the enraged emperor by hiding behind.

"The prince's preferred successor is the sixth prince." Meng Qi casually smashed the second prince with a piece of news that was like thunder.

"what?"

Lu Min really jumped with anger, and he said angrily, "I can't compare to that kid, he has a perverse temperament, and he always looks smart and can see through everything.

Meng Qi said with interest, "Why don't you brothers agree?"

Mo Li also frowned and said, "The ancients said that one heart will break the gold, you are so independent, and you still want to kill the emperor?"

"What's the point of breaking gold with one heart? It's almost a hindrance!" The second prince said angrily, "Like Lao Liu, he almost wrote the word "rebellion" in his eyes. Wouldn't it be a bad thing to join forces with him?"

"… "

Mo Li didn't know how the second prince said these words. If the sixth prince had his thoughts of rebellion in his eyes, Lu Min simply wrote these two words on his forehead.

Why did the prince choose the sixth prince? It's not how good the sixth prince is, but the taller one among the dwarfs.

Compared to the reckless second prince and the third prince who was timid and indecisive, the sixth prince's head can still be used.

"Forget it, anyway, Lao Liu has a lot of ideas, what should I worry about for him." Lu Min hurried away, and he thought of the princess who betrayed him and the cronies who died in Wanhe Palace, and his nose suddenly became sore.

Looking at his back, Mo Li hesitated.

Meng Qi inadvertently reminded: "His body is too weak, and he still needs to be treated. At this time, he should be alone, and don't get involved in the court battle again."

"What about Brother Meng? How about preparing for the next step?"

"Me? Naturally, I bought a house that can put down a big water tank. I have nothing to do all day, and I indulge in the gentle village." Meng Qi believed that Doctor Mo had just said that it was a hint. Inside, he asked profoundly, "I wonder what style the doctor likes?"

"...Are you asking about the house or the water tank?"

The author has something to say:

The fat rat stood on the edge of the water tank: ah, I want to indulge in the gentle township.

Black carp in tank:…

Wake up the gerbil, jumping down will only drown!