Mo Yanliang

Chapter 351

Taishi Xia is a strict father in front of his sons and a strict teacher in front of his students, but he is especially kind in front of his daughters.

Xia Yufang has never been punished by him at this age, and she even knelt down a handful of times.

Seeing her like this today, Grand Master Xia was really shocked and hurt.

The brothers and sisters of the Xia family are all born of the same mother, and Xia Yufang is the only girl. Not only do her parents dote on her, but her brothers have always protected her.

Xia Huaiyu saw that the old father's expression was a little bit wrong, so he hurriedly said: "Si Ming, Yu Fang, you two are not young anymore, how decent is it to kneel like this?"

After finishing speaking, he said to Grand Master Xia: "Father, it's outrageous that they haven't returned to Beijing for so many years, and even missed your birthday.

But they have just entered the house not long ago, even if they want to be punished, don't be so anxious, it is rare for a family to be reunited..."

The old lady secretly tugged at Taishi Xia's sleeve.

She was also angry with her daughter and son-in-law, but Erlang, who had been out of touch since he was a child, seldom said a few pleasant words, so he still had to give him some face.

Grand Master Xia turned his head and glanced at her.

The old couple have known each other for decades, and they already have a heart-to-heart connection.

Forget it, it's been hard enough for my wife these years, so don't deal with the matter of your daughter and son-in-law in front of her.

In case many bad things are involved, the wife should not sleep well again.

He patted the old lady's hand, and said warmly: "Listen to your second brother and get up, anyway, you are finally back."

"Yes, father." Wu Siming helped Xia Yufang stand up and sat back in the previous position.

The old lady laughed and said, "Why didn't Shiro go back home with the master?"

Wu Siming also laughed and said: "Yeah, I haven't seen my fourth brother for many years. I only heard that he is very trusted by His Majesty. He is really promising."

Grand Master Xia said: "Your Majesty has something to leave him in the imperial study. Where are the children?"

Luo Shi hurriedly said: "Go back to father, it was still early just now, Brother Jing and Sanyatou took Brother Sheng to see his residence."

Grand Master Xia gave his daughter and son-in-law a sideways look: "I remember that Brother Sheng is as old as Mu Yang, and he will be twelve this year, right?"

Xia Yufang said: "Yes, this year is twelve."

The old lady gave her a blank look: "A 12-year-old boy, he doesn't even know where the gate of his grandfather's house opens, and he has never been to the capital.

Those who didn't know thought that you and your husband would soon be out of food! "

These words were a bit harsh, Wu Siming and Xia Yufang blushed slightly, and lowered their heads together.

Grand Master Xia said to Luo Shi: "Brother Sheng came to Beijing for the first time, so he should spend more time with his cousins.

Erlang's daughter-in-law sent someone to deliver a message to them, so they don't have to come over for lunch, and see you at the family dinner in the evening. "

Luo Shi responded, and went to arrange for someone to send a message without mentioning it.

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Xia Huaixun had just walked a few steps when he realized that Yan Jingshen was still following him.

"I said you kid really plan to stay for dinner?"

Yan Jingshen took a few steps: "I have eaten at the Grand Master's Mansion not once or twice, why did the teacher suddenly become stingy?"

Xia Huaixun pressed the center of his eyebrows, turned around and continued walking.

Talking about this with this sharp-mouthed, cheeky and thick-skinned kid is a waste of time!

In less than a quarter of an hour, the master and apprentice had arrived at Fengquanyuan.

The eldest maid, Fu Bi, was talking to Xu Feng, and when she saw them, she greeted them together.

"Fourth Master, Second Young Master."

Xia Huaixun said: "You two are not going to eat, what are you doing here?"

Fu Bi laughed and said, "Third Miss, Biao Young Master, Second Young Master, and Little Fifth Master are in Fourth Master's study with the Wu family's Biao Young Master."

After saying "Master" several times in one sentence, Xia Huaixun felt a little dizzy.

"Apart from a few of them, is there anyone else?"

Fu Bi knew that he was asking about Mo Qianli, and said with a smile: "The little prince Mo left the mansion early in the morning, and he won't be back for a while."

"You go and ask the kitchen to cook more good dishes and bring them over. It's the first time for my nephew to come to Beijing, so I can't neglect it."

Xu Feng said: "Fourth Master, the old lady must have prepared food."

"It's okay, the family banquet is in the evening, so let's just have a few bites for lunch."

"Yes." Fu Bifu got up and went to the kitchen.

Xia Huaixun and Yan Jingshen walked into the study, and saw Shen Jing and Xia Yueliang and Xia Muyang surrounded by the desk that Shen Jing usually used.

Xia Huaijuan, who was not tall enough, was carried onto the desk, lowered his small head and concentrated on looking at the boy sitting behind the desk, or more precisely, at the pen in his hand.

Xia Huaixun glanced at Yan Jingshen, and the master and apprentice walked over together.

Xia Huaijuan was the first to spot them and almost exclaimed.

Xia Huaixun pinched his little face, but didn't care about anything else, her eyes only looked at her daughter.

"Daddy—"

"Fourth uncle."

"Uncle."

The three of them spotted him at the same time and shouted in unison.

Wu Sheng slipped his hand, and the brush landed directly on the rice paper.

"Uncle...fourth uncle..." He saluted in a panic.

Xia Huaixun looked away, and said warmly, "You are Brother Sheng, right?"

Wu Sheng said: "Yes, I am Wu Sheng."

Xia Huaixun looked down at the book case: "This is..."

Xia Yue said with a sneer, "Look, Dad, although cousin Sheng is not very old, his drawing skills are quite good."

It turned out that Wu Sheng was not writing, but drawing a pair of peonies.

It is not the fine brushwork that young people like, but a freehand brushwork. What is even more surprising is that his brushwork is not jerky at all, and it looks very chic and skillful.

Xia Huaixun has seen countless talented people, and it is not uncommon to see those who are good at painting.

But people who have reached this level at the age of eleven or twelve are really rare.

Including himself, it was not until after the age of 20 that he developed such skills.

After he walked to the desk, he took a serious look at Wu Sheng's peony painting.

Wu Sheng whispered: "I just drew it casually, unfortunately..."

He was referring to the cloud of ink that had just been left when the brush fell.

Xia Huaixun smiled and said, "Brother Sheng's talent is amazing, but to reach this level, you have to work hard all these years, right?"

Wu Sheng is just a little shy, but he is very confident in his painting skills compared to studying and making fusses.

"I have liked painting since I was a child, and my father also invited several famous artists to give advice.

It's just that I didn't read well, and my writing was terrible. My father said that I was not doing my job properly, so he didn't let me paint often. "

Xia Huaixun nodded slightly.

Although every scholar can draw a few strokes to some extent, the imperial examination does not test painting after all.

People like Wu Siming who value fame and fortune too much are unwilling to spend too much time on things like playing the piano and painting. He will only force his son to study and take the imperial examination in the future.

This kid can reach his current level, presumably he did it secretly.

If you spend all your time and energy on painting, reading and writing will naturally be worse.

It's a pity that such a genius fell into the hands of Wu Siming.

(End of this chapter)