Nanfang took Taozi to the flower hall. On the way, she asked Taozi a few words about Yu Shunzhi’s situation. Taozi changed her usual diligent attitude, but couldn’t say anything. Nanfang was suspicious, but seeing Taozi like that, This cousin is probably not an ordinary person.
There is only Mr. Yu in the flower hall, Yu Muzhi and a thin man with a very tall back to the door. This is probably Yu Muzhi. Nanfang still wondered, why didn't she see this Mrs. Qin, didn't she like to emphasize her status in the Yu family? In this case, whether it's showing off or seeing guests, she has to come.
Before Nan Nan entered the door, he first smiled and said, "This is my cousin, I always listen to Xiang Gong talking about you."
"Really? Does he really talk about me a lot?"
Yu Shunzhi's voice was clear and high-pitched, and the moment he turned around, Nanfang felt that the entire flower hall was lit up.
The man in front of him was dressed in a blue cloth robe, and his bones were unusually clear. What should not be ignored is that his appearance was completely different from that of the people of this dynasty. Breathtaking.
There is the word "Chashengzi" to praise him: the green shirt is as one wishes, and I am arrogant. The person watching is drunk, his blue eyes are unusual, his actions are remote, and his words are perverse. Everyone in the world thinks that, I dare to underestimate the prince! Crazy also? Me too!
Nanfang is not someone who is squeamish. Seeing this Yu Shunzhi, she was speechless. Now she understands why this peach is hesitant.
When Yu Shunzhi saw Nanfang, he nodded in greeting, and said loudly, "Brother and sister." Nanfang also returned the salute with a smile. Nanfang still wondered, the father and son of the Yu family were like private treasures to themselves, and they never wanted to ask outsiders to take a look. Why is it so strange today that they let her see such a person.
Master Yu said with a smile: "I called you, this is your young man's business, you can do it yourself, ah."
After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave. Now Nanfang is even more puzzled. This person must be saying that he is undoubtedly himself. Master Yu's performance seems to be the same as that of Mrs. Qin who did not show up, and she does not want to have more contact with this eldest nephew.
I saw Yu Shunyi grab Master Yu's arm and said with a tender smile, "Where is uncle going in such a hurry? Wouldn't it be beautiful to stop for a while, I also want to say a few more sweet words to my uncle."
A look of panic suddenly flashed on Master Yu's face, and he quickly pulled away his arms and said, "Ah, I have to return to Master Xiang, you are busy, you are busy."
After speaking, he walked out with a gust of wind on his feet, and suddenly turned his head to Yu Muzhi before going out: "Mozhi, aren't you looking for something for the little prince, why don't you go quickly?" , motioning him to leave immediately.
Yu Muzhi stood up and was about to leave, but sat down for some reason and said to his father, "Shunzhi just came, I'll talk to him and go after a while."
Master Yu hurriedly said, "Well, hurry up then."
Yu Shunzhi's eager eyes moved away from Yu Muzhi's face, and turned to look at Master Yu, who was shocked and disappeared without a trace.
Nanfang was full of doubts. Looking at this strange scene and smiling with Yu Shunzhi, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.
Nanfang smiled and said, "Brother, sit down."
Yu Shunzhi sat down generously and looked at the south with a smile. Nanfang felt uncomfortable by such a person, so he could only cough dryly, but Yu Shunzhi smiled and said, "I just want to see what his wife looks like! He has made him confused."
Nanfang only felt that hearing this sentence made her feel uncomfortable, as if there was a bit of jealousy in her words.
Yu Muzhi hurriedly changed the subject and said with a smile, "Southern, you must have heard his name!"
Nanfang glanced at the strange man, and smiled a little sourly: "Nanfang has little knowledge and has not read a few books, so I laughed."
Yu Shunzhi still stared at the south, ignoring her sarcasm, but Yu Muzhi smiled and said, "Have you heard of Xie Chichun?"
The south was surprised, Xie Chichun? Drawing crazy! She had heard of the most famous painter of this dynasty, of course. She hung a painting of "Jackdaw Playing in the Water" painted by Xie Chichun in the palace!
It was only now that Nanfang had a good impression of this person, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the eldest brother is Xie Chichun. It's really a real person who doesn't show his face, so young."
Yu Muzhi smiled smugly and said, "Exactly, he is a rare genius to be seen in a hundred years."
Xie Chichun heard Yu Muzhi compliment him, and suddenly smiled: "Yo, how can you make me feel embarrassed when you talk about me like that." After speaking, the snow-white face turned red.
Yu Muzhi was embarrassed, so he hurriedly said to Nan'er, "Nan'er, big brother is here to draw pictures of beautiful women, so I have to work for you."
Nanfang was very puzzled and a little embarrassed, and hurriedly asked Mu Zhidao: "This, what is this,"
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Muzhi got up and said, "You can accompany eldest brother to the garden, I still have something to do, so I can't accompany you. Brother, forgive me, forgive me."
Xie Chichun's face was as cold as ice, and he hummed, "What do you mean! I'm leaving now? Don't you stay with me?"
Nanfang saw that Nannan was speaking unruly, and it confirmed her conjecture. Now she is relieved of this eldest brother. She originally wanted to see this good show of the two of them, but she was afraid that something disgusting would happen after a long time. So he winked at Yu Muzhi's envoy and said, "Since Xianggong has made an appointment with the little prince, let's go quickly, but you can't break the letter."
Hearing this, Yu Muzhi was relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "That's right, eldest brother, don't accompany you."
After speaking, she secretly cast a grateful look at her wife and hurriedly left.
Now there are only Nanfang and Xie Chichun left in the flower hall. Nanfang sighed and looked at the man who was drinking tea slowly. With such a face and such talent, he actually had the habit of Longyang! God is too joking.
Xie Chi Chunyuan seemed to sense that the south was looking at him, and said to himself, "I don't have the habit of Longyang, so don't guess."
Nanfang's cheeks were flushed, and he said casually, "Brother, I didn't think so."
Xie Chichun put down his teacup and smiled at Nanfang, revealing his white and neat teeth. Those eyes with thick eyelashes looked out the door, raised his eyebrows, and whispered, "Don't you think it's funny?"
Nanfang smiled subconsciously, but put it away immediately, and said to Xie Chichun with a light smile: "I heard that the elder brother is here to paint. Nanfang Sansheng is fortunate enough to have a feast for the eyes."
Xie Chichun leaned his back and smiled lazily: "That's right, I said brother and sister, I've agreed with your father, he will help me find a stunning beauty and let me follow the painting. No, I'll kill the Yu family."
Nanfang thought about Xie Chichun's words and smiled: "I can't help you with this, I'm already married to your brother."
Xie Chichun snorted, looked at the south, and said ruffian: "I thought you must be different from a mortal girl, but you are also so timid and restricted by etiquette. Hey, don't look at me like that, it's hard. Could it be that you are afraid of being tempted by me, and you will not be able to sleep at night thinking about me?"
Nanfang looked at Xie Chichun's complacent look with hatred. This man's mouth is really poisonous. He can make people angry with just a few words. Nanfang said sternly: "Brother, treat it with respect. After all, I am still the wife of Admiration."
Xie Chichun seemed to have heard a great joke and said, "I'm just like that. Besides, he's not worthy of you at all."
Nanfang's eyes drooped, but he couldn't hide his happiness, and said, "He doesn't deserve me, so who can?"
Xie Chichun said with a hilarious smile: "Well, it's hard to say. There seems to be no one else in the world except me!"
Nanfang snorted, this person is really happy, but it is also very interesting, completely different from the children of the aristocratic families that I have seen in the past.
At this moment, Taozi suddenly bowed in and said, "Mr. Xie, everything has been arranged for you in the garden."
Xie Chichun tossed the hem of his robe, holding it handsomely, standing up even more extraordinary, just listened to him: "Please."
Nanfang is also very interested in this person. Since the Yu family doesn't care, then I don't care either. If the picture of life is drunk, why not have a birthday
garden
Xie Chichun put painting tools and other objects on the table, sent Taozi and others to step down, and explained that they were not allowed to disturb. He instructed the south to sit on a chair, while he began to sharpen his pen.
Nanfang looked at this amazing and brilliant person in front of him, and suddenly said: "Have you always been so presumptuous? You are not afraid of being beaten to death!"
Xie Chichun didn't seem to hear Nanfang's words, but concentrated on painting.
Nanfang snorted and said: "You must have a false name, the real talented and capable people are all people who are full of poetry and books. Dao, it's not like you, you have no ink in your chest, you are in a state for the realm, it's too contrived!"
Nanfang just felt that it was very enjoyable to satirize Xie Chichun, and was about to continue to scold, when he suddenly saw Xie Chichun frowning, and angrily dropped his pen, his thin lips pursed tightly.
Nanfang should have offended this weirdo, and was about to stand up and fight with him, when Xie Chichun turned to the right, he started to undress, and shouted loudly: "Look, what to look at, come and come. Come, come and see, what are you going to do!"
Looking in the direction of Xie Chichun from the south, he couldn't help laughing, even laughing. Are they there? Why didn't I see it, by the way, I was scolding him attentively.
Xie Chichun took off only the innermost thin shirt, and the tense muscles were looming. He snorted, turned his head with contempt on his face, and said to Nanfang: "How can you endure here for so long! Hey, I really admire you!"
After speaking, I really clasped my fists and bowed to Nanfang. Nan was funny, and I thought that this man was indeed the leader of the Yu family. No wonder the people of the Yu family avoided him. Now I really believe in the habit of Longyang. Sure enough, he pretended it for fun.
I saw Xie Chichun tore the half-painted painting to shreds, threw it angrily in the direction where Xin'e left, and started painting again. This time, Nanfang didn't say a word, and she even started to appreciate this geek.
Xie Chichun opened a pot of wine with his mouth, took a big sip, and said with a laugh, "It would be better to mention another poem! What should I mention?"
Nanfang looked at Xie Chichun with a bottle of wine in one hand and a writing brush in the other, the end of the pen touching his chin with clear water chestnuts, frowning and thinking hard. Nanfang knew that at this time, whoever dared to disturb him would be courting death!
I saw Xie Chichun's eyes lit up, stomped his feet, and said with a smile, "Yes!"
Xie Chichun rushed back to the desk, picked up a pen and wrote while reciting: "Walking around in the courtyard to look at the moon alone, with the head down and the shadow of a lonely ghost. It's ridiculous that it has been more than 20 years, but it's just a flick of a finger.
desolate! have no choice! ! Crazy! ! ! Lonely! ! ! ! "
After Xie Chichun finished writing, he threw the pen and took another sip of wine, as if he was the only one left in the world, and laughed loudly: "Good! Good! Good! What a madman! I'm a madman!"
The South has never seen a man like him, and he can't help but be infected by Xie Chichun's arrogance. At that moment, he felt the feeling of escaping from here and going to be happy!
Xie Chichun smiled at Nanfang: "Come on, I have real talents and real learning?"
Nanfang glanced at him, and now she actually regarded this person as a friend who had reunited after a long absence in her heart. She smiled and went forward to look at the picture of the beauty. When she saw the beauty of her face, she exclaimed: "Liuxia?"
The author has something to say: Xie Chichun has no Longyang addiction, he is a real man ﹋o﹋