Mei Gongqing

Due to the severity of the harmony, all obscure chapters have been deleted and the contents of the chapters have been replaced, for the time being, by my new book.

"One county can sell it once, six counties can sell it six times," he muttered. "So if it's 20 counties, 30 counties, she can sell it 20 times, 30 times, based on a drawing? Evil, when did it become so easy to make money? ”

However, it did not occur to Ji Xiao that she would not have dared to do so if she had not accompanied Wang's team. Had it not been for their sign, Ji Xiao's drawings would have been stolen directly.

The middle-aged woman had no idea, but she didn't understand much. "It shouldn't be that easy, it should only make this $1,200. ”

Wang Li stayed for a while and turned her eyes and laughed: “It's only a thousand and two hundred dollars, but I only had a few meals. Thanks to her pride, the servants held her up to heaven! ”

But this time, the middle-aged woman was silent, she did not laugh with her aunt and the crowd, but waited for the crowd to disperse and said softly to her aunt: “Auntie, this Ji lady is a master at making money.” Fearing that my aunt wouldn't believe me, the middle-aged woman whispered: “Auntie, you were born rich and you don't know anything about poor bitches. Nothing else, none of the executives and doorkeepers in our palace can double the cost by six in just two months! Auntie, this Ji girl is so capable, if used well, she can be a good help. Anyway, she is from there. Why don't you make friends with her? If you can marry Xie XVIII in the future, this Ji's daughter can also be your loyal servant and butler. ”

The maid added: "Auntie, Taro said that a doorman like us can't read, can't have beauty, but our children must employ people. If we have several loyal and capable dogs, how can we live that day? ”

As soon as she said this, Wang Li couldn't help but silence herself and saw her little aunt thinking, and the maid quietly retreated.

……

After two and a half months, Ji Zheng returned to Jiankang.

Leaving in April, coming back in July.

With more than three dozen tunes, Ji Xiao returned to the estate with the remaining twenty-six donkey cars from his home, as well as one thousand and two hundred gold.

Originally, Ji Xiao thought that Zheng Wu and others were certainly ecstatic when they saw that they had finally returned, but she did not think that the servants, after having rejoiced, looked at her one by one.

Ji Xiao reached out and patted Ji Dao's back, who was reluctant to leave in her arms. After he left, she turned to Zheng Wu and asked softly: “What happened? ”

Zheng Wu gave her a gift and put it in front of her with a stack.

These are posters, beautifully made, rich in ink, and a proud picture of a beautiful woman on the reverse.

All requests are sent by one person.

Ji Xiao took one and looked at it.

Seeing her lips raised, Zheng Wu whispered: “Auntie, Zhang He Zhirong also sent someone. He said that the picture he painted for Auntie Jiankang is now all over Jiankang. Every day, many noble people ask him, who is the beauty in the picture? The day before yesterday, he also sent someone to say that he would wait for Auntie Da He at Lai Fei Manor. If Auntie returns to Jiankang, less than three days later, he will ask all the beauty picture privileges and reveal her name and address! ”

This is a threat! This is a naked threat!

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xiaoliu eyebrows upside down, Phoenix eyes with bra!

At this time, Zheng Wu bitterly said: “Auntie, we also told Zhang Jiarong that you and Xie Guangnao are old friends, but Zhang He doesn't care, he only said that he wants to see Xiao Xiao! He also said that his drawings could be made public at any time, not to mention Xie Guang and others, but Xie XVIII himself could not prevent him from making his drawings public! ”

Once the voice fell, Zheng Wu shed tears and he swallowed: “Auntie, what should we do now? Feng Liu Lang like Zhang He, who adores a woman today, turns his eyes and forgets it. If such a person gets caught in the body, Auntie, your life will be ruined! ”

Ji Xiao remained silent for a long time.

When the sun went down, she called in Zheng Wu Sun Fu and others, and Ji Xiao took out several sheets of paper, all with an address and a name on them.

Put these in front of Sun Fu and Ji Xiao said: "Each of these four people, take fifty gold to visit. Remember, one of these people is a beautiful woman, she takes fame into account, you can add 150 gold, if Tam Jung Gen is not moved by Kim, you can threaten me with Zhang Hae, please tell me about the appointment. You tell them there's only one show, and when it's done, it's all theirs, whether it's done or not. Besides, whatever you do, you have to hire these four! ”

Sun Fu and Qin Xiaomu looked at each other and lowered their heads and said, “Don't worry, Auntie! ”

When several people were ordered to leave, Zheng Wu Xuan on one side said, “Auntie, from their residence, these four people are from the Cold Gate. They are from the Cold Gate. Your price of 50 gold is too high, right?” Turning to him, he asked curiously: "Auntie, did you ask them to come? ”

But Ji Xiao smiled: “These four people, though in the cold gate, are talented people, bright and tall, but not famous, because they don't value money. If I want to succeed, I will naturally have to ask for money! ”

Turning to Zheng Wu, Ji Xiao said softly: “I wrote a request sticker and asked my uncle to send it to Zhang Hezhilang. ”

……

It was already evening when Zhang He Zhi received the request from Ji Xiao.

For the past two or three months, he has been looking back at Ji Xian, and every time he remembers, he sees his paintings of Ji Xian growing up, he feels a heartbeat that excites him!

Ji Xiao promised a place on the Lake Heart Pavilion behind the Qingyuan Temple. Because it was too early, Zhang He's grass was dressed up and rushed into the donkey car.

How long has he not had this excitement? Zhang He thought, "This world is really beautiful wine and beautiful people can't miss it.

Zhang Hezhirao was in a hurry. When he arrived at the Qingyuan Temple, the sun was also starting to set on the horizon. Smoky Xia in the sky was at its brightest.

After a long distance, Zhang Hezhi saw the lake pavilion and the nine curved outlines. However, the last time he came, he was still bare in the corridor. At this moment, the red veil floated, and he was dressed like a poem. He couldn't help but think, "What a lovely future for the city. If you show your hand, it's a victory."

Now, he swung back and slowly walked towards the outline.

Just as Zhang He came to the lake, suddenly, in the outline in front, a sound of the piano came.

Just now, Zhang He Zhizhi couldn't help but listen. His face has changed slightly.

I didn't expect to meet such an accidental player!

His orientation was negative. He had always thought that Jiankang, the whole Jiankang technique, besides Xielang, had no room for his eyes.

But at this moment, he hears the sound of the harp, even if it can't be far better than him, shoulder to shoulder with him, that's absolutely fine!

The music is distant, beautiful, mysterious, and filled with a glorious luminous moonlight gauze of purity.

I don't know how long it's been since the song ended.

Almost for a moment, Zhang He's love couldn't help but clap his hands. He sighed softly: "Until today, we know that there is someone outside. ”

Speaking of which, he couldn't wait to jump to the outline and walk forward in a flying light veil.

As he walked through the first corridor, Zhang Hezhi saw a skinny Junshu, a young man with a legacy of independence. At this moment, this young man is sitting behind a yaoqin and looking at him with a smile.

This man, he's a real face!

And for some reason, Zhang He suddenly became a little sudden when he discovered that a stranger dressed as a cold-blooded disciple also possessed a technique similar to his own.

And just then, in the second corridor, there was a walrus.

This walnut, popular in the north, is also Zhang He's hobby.

Like the sound of the harp, this walnut sound made Zhang Hezhi see the mountain forest tiger whistle, wild sword dance, extremely high place, far from Zhang Hezhi's ability to compare!

However, Zhang Hezhi was not so arrogant about the walnut. He listened to it drunk for a while and couldn't help but blow the light veil that flew to his face. He stepped into the second song.

Then, as he wished, he saw an equally windy and independent, breathtaking Cold Man.

Zhang He Zhi stood quietly in front of this cold gentleman until he finished listening to this song.

For some reason, Zhang Hezhi can't wait.

When he walked through the heavy gauze to the third corridor, he saw a beautiful woman in a red gauze with a thin gauze on her face and dancing.

This beauty, her figure is so beautiful, her thin waist, her buttocks, the dancing and the light dance that seems to fly away at any moment, all make Zhang He's lost his soul for the first time in his life because of a dance.

He looked down for a while and suddenly shouted in dismay: "Flying Swallow? This is the Feiyan dance of Zhao Feiyan Spectrum in Xihan? Have you lost hundreds of years of flying swallow dance?” He kept his eyes open and went straight for a long time before mumbling softly: “How is this possible? ”

This beauty danced, it was the flying swallow dance. Her figure was like a dream. Almost as soon as the river breeze came, Zhang Hezhi reached out his hand. He always had a feeling that the wind was bigger. This beauty would definitely float with the wind and never return.

At the last moment, the beauty was barefoot, and when she gently turned around on a jade bowl, Zhang He was completely intoxicated. He did not sigh until the end of the dance, and continued to move forward.

At this moment, for Zhang He, although the beauty, the flying swallow dance is mysterious, but this red veil behind the thing makes him yearn.

So he came to the fourth tune hallway.

This outline, after the gauze, erected countless screens of blank paper paste, and a bearded Lang Jun, waving ink painting.

He painted a map of mountains, mountains stretching, water fluctuations, countless beauties in the lake, or gathered in a boat whispering, or playing chess in a lake pavilion!

A series of connected screens, unable to block this man's brush, where he pens his ink, one or more beautiful or distant characters, stands on paper!

This painting technique is no less than his! Just to paint beauty theory, the beauty of this painting is not below him!

For a moment, Zhang He's stuck like a wooden chicken!

The most confident thing he has always been his beauty map, he thought that this centenary, together with painting, was an irreplaceable master, he thought that he would certainly be famous for painting for thousands of years!

But at this moment, he easily saw a painting technique still above him, but without a name, without the best talent known to the world!

Zhang He stayed like a wooden chicken for a while, and he continued to move forward.

When he unveiled the light veil of the fifth song, he saw a middle-aged man with a tall crown band, a book in front of the middle-aged man that clearly said "Taoist Yin Yang said”.

Daoist Yin Yang said?

In Yin Yang, Zhang He's face, also known as the master, changed. He hurriedly walked a few steps and picked up a volume to look at.

The volume was thin and not many words. He only saw it for less than a minute and sweated it out on his forehead. He looked up at the middle-aged man and muttered, “Is this your book?” Zhang He's lost his soul and said with dismay: “Your Excellency is so insightful together with Yin Yang, why has he never appeared before the world? ”

However, Zhang He was wrong this time. This book, Jane, was written by Ji Xiaomei. She wrote a vaginal and yangdong study that was born 20 years later. The book has few words and only 10,000 words. But 10,000 words swept across the world, causing tremendous repercussions in the world. Zhang Ha's eyes were full of Confucianism, but she hired someone to pretend.

Because of his disguise, the middle-aged Confucian did not answer Zhang He's question. After laughing deeply, he bowed his head and worked hard for the book.

Zhang He Zhi had already been shaken down by the shock. He hurried a few steps to the corridor of the sixth song.

On the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth track corridors, he was relieved when he saw no one else.

At this point, Zhang He finally saw the Lake Heart Pavilion.

But seeing this lake pavilion, it was also modified. It is covered in white satin with a beautiful screen on all sides, a strange fragrance that he has never smelled, and the wine is being warmed to white.

Just as Zhang He weighed out, he saw a beautiful teenager dressed in a magnificent way, very rich and noble, and came out slowly from behind the red veil.

This is a beautiful teenager, his eyebrows flying, Phoenix's eyes bobbing, he has a folding fan in his hand, behind him the red gauze flying, and he, looking so cold and clear towards Zhang He.

Zhang He Capital has always thought that his style is the only one, because countless noble women, countless men and women, have poured over his unique rich and leisurely temperament, and have been fascinated by the wind currents of his grand life.

There are so many people out there, and he always thought that he was something else.

But now, in front of this beautiful teenager, his beauty, his overflowing style of speech and watch, is a rich and leisurely air like his. No, there is something else in front of this beautiful teenager. It seems to be seen through, accustomed to and sometimes absent, and it also seems to be the look of all the steady winning tickets.

So gorgeous, so unique!

Zhang He opened his mouth and he was just about to ask: Who are you, why did you build a beautiful man like you, nobody even knows. In the blink of an eye, he recognized it from this man's bone phase. At the moment, Zhang He shouted: “Ji Xiao? Gigi's daughter? ”

This beautiful teenager in front of me is actually dressed as Ji Xiao's little aunt. Zhang He recognized it quickly, and she beamed!

At that point, Ji Xiao spoke. She gently walked to Zhang He, smiling and not laughing. She looked at Zhang He in a derisive way. After one of the meetings, Ji Xiaofan slapped her hands gently. Xu Xu Xu said: "Zhang He Zhi, Zhang Jia Lang Jun. As you've just seen, everything you're proud of, that's all! You think you're the only one, but there are more than you in this world! The only thing you've won is the right in your hands, so, Zhang Jiahe Zhi, are you going to crush us with the right? ”

Ji Xiao said that very harshly. For a while, it made Zhang He's face white.

To think that he Zhang Hezhi, self-inflicted talent, is the most lowly Cold Gate beauty, he is also emotional, tempted by heart, he has never looked down on those who do what they want in battle with power, and always thought that they are talented, unique in taste, the women of the world, after truly knowing themselves, no one will like themselves.

For the first time in his life, a man told him that what he owned, what he was proud of, was not worth mentioning, that he had nothing but power!

If you say that, you're still a beauty who's been obsessed with his spirit for months, or a beauty he wants to conquer!

After losing his soul for a while, Zhang He took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and Xu Xu said: “You are right, I made a mistake in coercing you to come here with my right!” He bowed his head and gave a deep gift to Ji Zheng. "You did the right thing, too. If you are so talented and beautiful, you can easily invite five talented women with amazing hands. I can't let others destroy you easily. ”

He took a deep breath and said: "I will put away the picture and no one will know it was your Aunt Ji. ”

Ji Xiao was satisfied. With her hand, she naturally crossed Zhang He Zhi and headed outside. And for some reason, Zhang He one of them stood there all the time, staring at her back, but he didn't move.

It was not long after that, when Zhang Hazhi came out, what he saw was stars and rivers and empty lakes. And by his side, only that lake day, he danced with a gauze around him.

For some reason, Zhang Hezhi laughed at this moment. After laughing for a while, he gently spit out a name from his thin lips, “Ji Shi 'an...”