The first daughter of the first daughter

Chapter 38 Profiteering
Lou Xuanying breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't say no to her.It would be nice to be able to see how he paints up close, and maybe he can learn a few tricks. Thinking of this, she happily ran over.

The crowd continued to make noise for a long time. Boss Wen mixed into the crowd and negotiated for an unknown amount of time, and finally squeezed out with a gorgeously dressed and bloated old man.

"Young Master Fenghua, it's him."

"Well, tell me, what to draw?"

"Peony Wealth and Noble Picture." The old man was rich and powerful, so he made this request as soon as he opened his mouth.

Sure enough, it's vulgar enough, and it fits his image very well.Lou Xuanying judged from the sidelines.

Next, Mr. Fenghua began to paint very seriously. This painting is not like Lou Xuanying's Big White Dog Yi painting. It took him nearly an hour to finish it.

Lou Xuanying looked at it very seriously. He was proficient in the outline and color selection of each stroke. It seemed simple, but she knew that every stroke was not easy after trying it.

After the painting of peonies in full bloom was finished, he put down his pen, stood up, and greeted Lou Xuanying with a smile, "Let's go."

"Young Master Fenghua, I can also pay this price, and draw a picture for me too?"

"I can too."

"No, I'll stop here today, and I'll come back next time." He refused with a smile. After speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the back hall.

From what everyone said, she heard that this was not a simple gift of paintings, but a disguised transaction.

Profiteer!
He smiled very politely, but Lou Xuanying, who was standing close to him, found that it was just an appearance, his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes at all, even a little perfunctory.

This person is not as gentle as he appears, is he?It might even be treacherous, how can she be safe if she rashly follows her?
But because of the cute little white dog, she struggled a lot and finally followed the profiteer into the backyard. Seeing that he was about to walk into the house, she finally frowned and stopped.

If he really knew her, wouldn't he know that she was a woman?Isn't it wrong that she followed a man into the house?
So, she called out to him: "Hey, what do you want to give me the painting? Do you want me to pay in taels?"

His footsteps paused, and it took him a long time to turn around, still smiling like a half-smile.

"Yi Junqian."

"What?"

"My name is Yi Junqian."

Lou Xuanying scratched her head, Yi Junqian...then he is...

"Half a year ago, I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion and drew a picture for you, Sister Xuanying." Yi Junqian had a wicked smile on his lips, and deliberately emphasized her address.

His words undoubtedly affirmed the guess in her heart, that the porcelain painting with white ground and blue flowers hanging in Yingyueju's study room was made by him.

But she has no memory of him.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen you for half a year, and you completely forgot about me. I still remember that you held my sleeve and refused to let go." Yi Junqian shook his head with emotion, as if it was very sad to be forgotten by her thing.

The corners of Lou Xuanying's mouth twitched slightly. After coming to ancient times, she didn't know many people. Including Huangfuchen, she had already met two ruffian men.

As if she suddenly realized, she called him "Brother Junqian" with a familiar look, and then reached out to him for a painting.

"Brother Junqian, didn't you praise me for being cute? I like your paintings the most. Draw some more for me."

After she finished speaking, she trembled slightly, because she was disgusted by herself, but the smile on her face remained the same.Don't listen to her calling out affectionately, God knows she didn't remember who he was at all, it's only because Lou Xuanying's memory is too weak.

Yi Junqian smiled heartily and couldn't help shaking his head. He saw the sense of strangeness and distance in her eyes. She really changed completely. The stupidity in the past no longer exists, and now some are more shrewd.

"Do you know that I don't easily help others paint, if I paint, it will be a thousand dollars?"

Her face collapsed, and she stopped pretending to him, and snorted out of her nose, "Hmph, unscrupulous businessman, you flirted with that Boss Wen just now, didn't you just cheat those local tyrants for their money? You want to accept my paintings How much silver?"

"Haha, a local tyrant?" Yi Junqian found it really interesting to talk to her, and observed carefully, but this girl's literary attainments seem to be not high, can "flirtatious eyebrows" be used on him and Boss Wen?

"Since you call me Brother Yi Qian, you are special enough. I don't charge money for your paintings, and I guess I will stay in the imperial city for a month. If you still want me to paint for you in the future, go here Come find me."

Lou Xuanying was surprised when she heard it, and then she was overjoyed: "Really?"

"Of course." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards the book boy, who quickly handed him the painting, "here, your painting."

She was overjoyed, so she took it carefully with both hands, spread it out and looked at it carefully, then rolled it up again, and thanked him sincerely.

"Why did you dress up as a man?"

She jumped around him and replied proudly: "Don't you think it's more convenient than women's clothing? Women are so annoying wearing skirts that drag the floor, it's difficult to climb a wall."

"Climbing the wall? Did you climb the wall from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"Wrong, I came out by climbing the wall, but not from the Prime Minister's Mansion, but from Prince Jing's Mansion. My father gave me away."

Yi Junqian frowned slightly, he pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, "I haven't seen you in half a year, you're already married? Should I say congratulations?"

With a smile on his face and ridiculing words in his mouth, but for some reason, he felt extremely bored in his heart.

"What kind of marriage, there is no such kind of treatment. With the emperor's imperial decree, I was forced into Prince Jing's mansion as a piece of trash. In short, it is hard to say. It is right that I see and hate Prince Jing. If the emperor can not pursue it, I still want to take the money and leave."

He was relieved after hearing this, and almost blurted out the words that he could take her away, but fortunately, he was always calm and reserved.

"Mo Jinghao, he is not easy to fool. He is called the god of war by outsiders. His reputation on the border is enough to make the enemy fearful. You'd better not challenge him."

"Understood, I'm not interested in challenging him." Lou Xuanying twitched her lips and waved her hands. She felt irritated when facing Mo Jinghao. The face was familiar, but the person was unfamiliar.

She looked up at the sky, and said distressedly: "It's getting late, I have to go back, there is a maid in the yard to keep watch for me, if people find me sneaking out, I don't know if she will suffer .Come out next time, thank you for the painting."

After she finished speaking, she waved to Yi Junqian, and he also ran out of the yard.

"..." The woman who said that the wind is the rain, tsk tsk, is so heartless, she took his painting and ran away.

He saw through her men's clothes at a glance just now, and thought that her bitterness after getting married and the joy after she clarified, he didn't seem to have a good feeling for her.

This is the third time he has seen her, right?The first time I met him was when he was at his worst. At that time, she was only a ten-year-old girl. She extended a helping hand to him with a silly smile on her face, but unfortunately she no longer remembered him.

"Master, don't you have to leave in a few days?" Yi Junqian stared at the door in a daze, and the book boy asked in bewilderment.

"No, it's fine to go back if you stay for a few more days." He replied with a smile, and looked again at the long corridor where the petite figure had long disappeared before turning around...

(End of this chapter)