Martial arts crossing rivers and lakes

Chapter 72 Bet
In the early morning of the second day, Jiang Hu was falling asleep on the floor, and suddenly woke up with a jolt, looking around vigilantly, and then realized that it was Ren Yingying getting up.

"Are you up? Uncle Xiang is not here, so we don't have to change our appearance. The 'Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River' have lived in seclusion in Meizhuang for 12 years. They don't ask about world affairs, and don't recognize you and me." Ren Yingying said, and counted her burden as she spoke.

Afterwards, the two washed up casually, and then set off on the road, heading straight for Hangzhou Meizhuang.

Entering the city, pedestrians stand shoulder to shoulder along the way, playing and singing everywhere. When you reach the bank of the West Lake, you can only see blue waves like a mirror, weeping willows blowing the water, and the beauty of the scenery is like a fairyland.

The two continued to move forward and came to a place, leaning against a hill on one side, and separated from the lake outside by a long embankment, it was even more secluded.

Going up the stone steps on the side of the mountain, Ren Yingying seems to have arrived at a place she visited in the past, and the path is very familiar.

After turning a few turns, there are plum trees everywhere, with old trunks slanting and dense branches and leaves. Imagine the day when the plum blossoms are in full bloom in early spring, and the fragrant snow is like a sea, and you will definitely be able to enjoy it endlessly.

Pass through a large plum grove, walk on a bluestone road, and come to a large courtyard with rich gates and white walls. When you walk closer, you can see the two characters "Meizhuang" written outside the gate.

Ren Yingying stepped forward, grabbed the big polished brass ring on the door, turned her head and whispered to Jiang Hu: "Everything is under my arrangement."

Jiang Hu nodded, and said, "Yes."

Ren Yingying knocked the copper ring four times, stopped once, knocked twice, stopped once, knocked five times, stopped again, knocked three times, then put down the copper ring and stepped aside.

After a while, the door opened slowly, and two old men dressed as servants walked out side by side.

Jiang Hu was slightly startled, the eyes of the two men were bright, their steps were steady, obviously possessing martial arts.

The man on the left bowed and said, "What do you two want to do when you come to our village?"

Ren Yingying bowed her head and said: "Little girl and my humble husband, please see the 'Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River', the four seniors."

The man said: "My master, I never see visitors." As he spoke, he wanted to close the door.

Ren Yingying hurriedly said: "The two of us got some treasures of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting by accident. However, our knowledge is so low that we don't know where it is so precious. I would like to invite the four seniors of the 'Four Friends of the South' to appreciate it."

The expressions of the two servants changed slightly when they heard her mention "treasures in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting".

They knew that the four masters of their family were fond of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting the most. If these two people brought some extraordinary treasures, it would definitely make the four masters very happy.

The family member on the right said: "Are you sure that the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are treasures? If it is not of good quality, it will stain our master's eyes..."

The implication is that the leisurely music, chess, calligraphy and painting will not be able to catch the eyes of the "Four Friends from the South of the Yangtze River".

Ren Yingying said: "The younger generation knows that the 'Four Friends of the South of the Yangtze River' are elegant people, so they never dare to bring vulgar things to visit. Those treasures of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and calligraphy are all extraordinary things."

The two servants heard that she was so sure that the treasures of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting she brought were absolutely extraordinary things, and they did not dare to delay for a moment. The servant on the left hurriedly said: "You two, please go to the hall to have tea, and stay down to report My lord, seeing or not seeing is hard to say."

Ren Yingying nodded slightly, took the initiative to take Jiang Hu's hand, and followed her servant into Meizhuang. The two really looked like a married couple.

Walking through a large courtyard, there is an old plum planted on the left and right sides of the courtyard, the branches are like iron, and they are extremely vigorous.

When they came to the hall, the servant asked them to sit down, and after asking Ren Yingying and Jiang Hu's names, one of them went in to report, while the other stayed with him.

Ren Yingying lied that her name was Lan Fengxian, and Jiang Hu's name was Feng Guyue.

"Husband, look at this painting. Although there are only a few strokes, the momentum is really extraordinary." Ren Yingying said as she stood up, took Jiang Hu's arm, and walked to the large central hall hanging in the hall. Before.

Being held by Ren Yingying with an "innocent" face and calling "husband", Jiang Hu was really not used to it, trembling in his heart, thinking: "This woman is very cruel, but at this moment she can pretend So fresh and innocent…”

Walking up to the painting, Jiang Hu took a casual look at the painting and felt that the painting was pretty good, but he couldn't see anything famous about it. He was a layman, so he couldn't appreciate the goodness of the painting at all.

But the inscription on the painting aroused his interest.

That character reads "Danqing splashed ink after being drunk", and the brushstrokes are strict, and each stroke is like the stab of a long sword.

Jiang Hu said: "Mother... my lady, the inscription on this painting is so wonderful, it seems that there is a set of exquisite swordsmanship hidden in it."

Although he doesn't know how to paint, he already has profound attainments in swordsmanship, and he can see the swordsmanship contained in the inscription on the painting at a glance.

Before Ren Yingying could answer, she suddenly heard a loud voice from outside the door: "Can you see the sword technique from my painting? It's amazing, amazing!"

Jiang Hu and Ren Yingying followed the prestige, and saw a person had come in, that person had a long beard reaching to the belly, holding a wine glass in his left hand, his face was very drunk.

Ren Yingying thought to herself: "This man is so addicted to alcohol, if that guy Zu Qianqiu comes, I'm afraid we will hit it off right away..."

The servant bowed and stood behind the man, and said: "These two are Miss Lan and Mr. Feng. This is the fourth owner of Meizhuang, Mr. Danqing. The fourth owner, this Mr. Feng, saw the owner's splashing ink. It is said that it contains a set of brilliant swordsmanship."

Dan Qingsheng, the owner of the four villages, squinted his drunken eyes, looked at Jiang Hu for a while, and asked, "Do you know how to paint? Can you use a sword?"

Jiang Hu was about to say, "I don't know how to paint, but I know a little bit about swordsmanship", Ren Yingying was already ahead of him, and said with a smile: "My husband is very good at swordsmanship!"

"Oh?" Hearing what she said, Dan Qingsheng immediately looked at Jiang Hu and became very interested in him.

Ren Yingying smiled and said: "To be honest, my husband and I came to Meizhuang to make a bet with the four owners."

Dan Qingsheng asked, "What bet?"

Ren Yingying said: "I bet that no one in Meizhuang can beat my husband in swordsmanship."

"Hahahaha!" Dan Qingsheng laughed out loud immediately, and said, "What are you betting on?"

Ren Yingying untied the burden on her back and opened it. There were two scrolls inside. She opened one of the scrolls. It was an extremely old picture with the inscription "Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongli's Journey to the Stream and Mountains" in the upper right corner.

"If there is one person in this plum village who can outmatch the idiot in swordsmanship, then this picture will be given to the four villa owners." She laughed.

Dan Qingsheng yelled "Ah yo", and immediately fixed his eyes on the painting, unable to move away. After a long time, Fang said: "This is the authentic work of Fan Kuan in the Northern Song Dynasty, but you... where did you get it?" Come?"

Ren Yingying smiled and didn't answer, she stretched out her hand and slowly rolled up the scroll.

Dan Qingsheng hurriedly said: "Wait a minute!" Pulling on her jade arm, he completely ignored the difference between men and women, and was not afraid of hurting Ren Yingying.

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