Painter

Chapter 63: Fame
As soon as the door of Ximoju was closed, the onlookers exclaimed in an uproar, these famous painters were always guests wherever they were placed, but the owner of the shop was turned away.What's even more strange is that they didn't walk away.

Not long after, a carriage drove up.The purple oil tent and the vermilion teeth painted on the wheel make it look like they came out of the palace.The carriage stopped at the gate of Ximoju, and Cao Yun got down.

Inside Ximoju, the monsters competed to price the pictures in the store.Some said that the paintings of the Four Gentlemen were the best sellers, some said that peonies were the best sellers, and some said that peach blossoms were the best sellers as the Peach Blossom Festival was approaching.I gathered all the paintings that could be sold in the store into a pile, but there was no result.Until the knock on the door sounded again, Li Chan patted Xu Da's butt, indicating that it led all the monsters to hide, leaving only Sao Qingniang to help in the front room.

He straightened his skirt and belt, rubbed his cheeks with his hands, moved around for a while, and smiled modestly at Sao Qingniang, "How is it?"

Sao Qingniang looked at Li Chan's demeanor, nodded and said, "Sure."

Li Chan then went to open the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Cao Yun and the painters.Li Chan clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Director Cao also came so early."

"Morning Li Lang, good morning." Cao Yun glanced at the already dark sky.

Li Chan saw the entourage carrying things behind Cao Yun, so he opened the double door and invited Cao Yun, Li Sijian and others to come in and talk.

Cao Yun led people into the house and carried two rosewood official suitcases inlaid with bogu pictures, which contained the copies of Wan Ling Dynasty and Yuan pictures sorted out in order, and a person behind him was holding silver covered with red silk, a total of 50 taels , is the wages for repairing the murals.Later, someone brought teak gall wood pen holder, rhinoceros moon-watching clay inkstone, Liuji cotton paper, Tibetan scripture paper, jade plate Xuan paper, two hundred each, and eight brushes of various kinds.

After the entourage put away the things, Cao Yun pointed to the two boxes on the ground and said, "There are more than 32 and [-] pictures, and one of them is not bad. Li Lang counts it?"

Li Chan said, "Of course I can trust Director Cao", and thanked him for his gift. Cao Yun looked around the small shop and said with emotion: "I'm afraid Li Lang can't keep those copies here. Just put them in a box." Here, it’s not easy to save.”

Li Chan glanced at the rosewood official leather case, and there were three spiritual spells cleverly hidden in the Bogu picture. A moisture-proof Liyang spell was in the middle, two worm-sealing seals, and a thin mother-of-pearl pattern on the bottom. It's a piece of water snail mica to avoid fire. He smiled and said, "It's okay. If Director Cao can give me this box, it can be stored for more than ten years."

"Hey, even though these copies are pearls, they are still dusty."

"What does Manager Cao mean?"

Cao Yun chuckled, "Li Lang, don't get me wrong, of course I won't covet Li Lang's paintings. Li Lang knows that I am in charge of the Xunning Palace, the owner of this palace..." At this point, Cao Yun stopped talking.Li Sijian and the others who hadn't spoken yet looked at each other, and when they looked at the two rosewood boxes, there was only regret in their eyes.

Li Chan raised her eyebrows, but did not respond.He sat down on the chair and said with a smile, "Once Mr. Cao said this, I dare not hide my secrets anymore."

"Nothing." Cao Yun quickly denied, thinking to himself that it's a pity, this young man was born in the Qingque Palace, and he doesn't care for fame and fortune. It seems that these copies can't be taken.He looked back at the bustle outside the door, and said with a smile: "Li Lang is busy today, since the things have been delivered, I don't want to bother you."

"Wait." Li Chan got up and picked up two from the pile of scrolls, and handed them to Cao Yun, "I don't have much wealth, I only have this little gift. I hope Manager Cao will not dislike it."

Cao Yun laughed twice, thanked him and left.

As soon as Cao Yun, who had handed over the copy of the Wanling Chaoyuan map, left, Li Sijian and others also stepped forward, but they didn't have the idea of ​​making another set of copies.

On the opposite side of Ximoju, on the second floor of Panlou Restaurant by the window, Xu Yingqiu, Su Xiang, and Zhao Sicheng sat drinking together, and there was a junior on the wine table, pouring wine for the three scribes attentively.

The wine was poured into the celadon cup, thick and clear, Zhao Sicheng smiled and said: "Huaiyu, Huaiyu, your uncle treats you well, why did you find that painter, instead of introducing him to our Yunni club, call the old man Did the pen club take the lead?"

Zhong Huaiyu paused while pouring the wine, and quickly apologized. Although there is not much difference between the academy painting school and the literary painting school, there is still a faint rivalry.He shouldn't let the old pen club take the lead, but that manager Cao really gave a lot.

Su Xiangdao: "It doesn't matter, since his painting skills have reached the realm of both form and spirit, there is no need for sectarian opinions."

Xu Yingqiu picked up a piece of red and white waist, and saw Ximo Ju outside crowded with people through the window, it was very lively, he said with emotion: "The red dust on the other side is scorching like fire, and the baijiu is as cold as ice."

Zhao Sicheng said: "Why don't you take advantage of this busy time and go see him?"

Xu Yingqiu looked out the window.The literati who had also been stepped on the threshold toasted across the street and said with a smile: "Let's leave him some peace."

　next night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)