Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 31 Lie
Ming concubine stretched out her hand to touch it, and said, "Just fix it."

"How to fix it?" Su Yang asked, "If it is stuck with a small piece of wood, it will not be a long-term solution."

It was only then that Ming concubine realized that there was a small piece of wood stuck inside, otherwise it would be even worse, just for this matter, should she run away?
Just ask her directly, wouldn't it be fine? Ming concubine played with the small pottery and said, "Try it with turpentine and wax."

The steward at the side slapped his forehead, "I didn't expect that the turpentine and wax would become soft after being baked in a fire, and they would get stuck with wood, and sometimes they couldn't be removed for a long time."

Su Yang was ashamed at the side, his eyes changed when he saw Mingming's head, the cousin was a little too smart.

That kind of look is very useful for Ming Yan, after all, she stands on the shoulders of giants, can people not look up to her?
Ming concubine is not interested in printing, but is interested in firing pottery characters in the backyard. Seeing mud, Ming concubine rolled up her cloud sleeves and started to do it.

Su Yang was surprised, "Cousin still knows how to pull billets?"

After being surprised, I felt that I was making too much of a fuss. My cousin even knows medical skills and printing, and it is not uncommon to be able to draw blanks.

As a result, Mingyu shook her head, "No, but you can give it a try, it's rare to come here."

Xi'er excitedly said, "Slaves will try too."

Mingyu really didn't know how to do it, so she took the master at the side to teach her, and she got started very quickly.

Inspired by her, Su Yang rolled up his sleeves and joined in. The supervisor saw them playing in the mud, and they were having a great time. He really didn't understand what's so fun about it, it hurts his hands.

After three rounds of failure, Mingyu finally made a decent cup, but the shape was a bit different from ordinary cups.

Xi'er's shape is not bad, but the cup is made into a bowl abruptly, and if it is done further, it may become a soup bowl.

Half an hour later, Ming concubine was a little tired, so she withdrew her hand and told the master to cook it for her.

The porcelain firing master can't guarantee it, and Ming concubine is not good at embarrassing others, after all, what she makes is not a treasure.

After washing his hands and wiping the mud off the brocade robe, he left the courtyard.

Seeing that it was still early, Su Yang said with a smile, "Should we go back to the house directly, or go shopping in the street?"

Is there any need to ask, of course I went shopping. I made up for the streets I didn’t go shopping in the previous life. In this life, it’s easier to go out in Su’s house, but it’s not easy when I go back to the Hou’s mansion. Ming concubine found a serious reason, "Cousin Su Yao and the others helped me to punish me for copying. I don't know what they like. Cousin can help me choose a gift as a thank you."

Su Yang laughed, "Grandma didn't intend to punish you at all. If you weren't here, the two of them would have been punished even more severely."

"If it weren't for me, they probably wouldn't have to be punished."

The corners of Ming Concubine's mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were as bright as water, with a kind of clear and waveless transparency.

On the street, Ming concubine wandered around, Su Yang followed behind to make money bags, and Xi'er was in charge of carrying things.

At a small stall selling sachets, Ming concubine took the sachet and sniffed it. The vendor looked at her strangely, and seeing Su Yang's pampering face, he thought that the children of the aristocratic family had many obsessions with Longyang, so he shivered secretly. body, a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes... Su Yang was almost pissed off.

A man over there rode over and shouted from the horseback, "Brother Su, you are really easy for me to find!"

Ming concubine turned around, the man got off his horse, Su Yang smiled and said, "Brother Qi, what do you want me to do?"

The man was about to speak, when he saw Concubine Ming looking at him, he looked at Concubine Ming a few more times, and said with a smile, "Brother Su, I went to the Su's house to look for you. When will my boy tell lies?"

Su Yang was embarrassed, the boy didn't lie, who would have thought that Ming concubine would change into men's clothes in the carriage.

Ming concubine looked calm, and Su Yang introduced, "This is my distant cousin. I took him for a walk in the street. My cousin...is not feeling well, so she just returned home early."

The man bowed to the concubine of the Ming Dynasty, "Let me march together."

Concubine Ming replied, "My name is Yuan Ming."

Xi'er blinked, the girl's name is Yuan Ming, so wouldn't she be called Er Xi?
Children's play!
After the introduction, the man pulled Su Yang and left, but if Su Yang didn't go, the man said, "You and I are brothers, you can't do nothing, can you?"

Seeing that the man was really in a hurry, Ming concubine wished to carry Su Yang away, so she said, "Cousin, you go with Young Master Qi, I will take the boy to stroll around the street."

"I'm worried about you shopping alone," Su Yang said, looking at Ming Concubine.

Xi'er was silent: Master Biao, I'm not human!

After hearing this, the man said, "Brother Yuan, let's join together, it's not far ahead."

Saying that, without allowing Minnie to refuse, the man grabbed her wrist and walked forward.

Su Yang's face turned purple, and he said, "Brother Qi, let go quickly, my cousin's wrist is injured."

Qi Zheng was startled, and hastily let go of his hand. In fact, what he grabbed was his left hand, and it was clear that his left hand was not injured.

Not only did he let go of Concubine Ming, but also Su Yang. Qi Zheng apologized to Concubine Ming, he was too anxious.

Ming concubine shook her head and smiled, "It's okay, cousin is too nervous."

Qi Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good that it's okay, save your life first, if you want to kill or cut into pieces later, I will take care of you."

So anxious, what happened?

Follow Qi Zheng forward and enter the Zuixian Tower.

Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng up to the second floor, Furong room.

In the house, there were five or six teenagers, about the same age as Su Yang. When they saw Su Yang coming, they all got up and greeted them. Seeing them, Su Yang raised his eyebrows, "What happened, I called you all!" Come?"

Qi Zheng sat down and drank a cup of tea. Another boy came over and said, "Brother Qi and Brother Meng went to find Mr. Meng, accidentally knocked over the lamp and burned the painting on the table. The fire was extinguished in time, but it was still burned beyond recognition. You also know Mr. Meng's temper. If you want him to know that Brother Qi and Brother Meng have caused such a disaster, he will definitely be merciless and ask the head of the mountain to drive them away. After leaving the academy, Brother Meng was in the academy to deal with Mr. Meng, while Brother Qi took the burnt paintings and asked us to quickly make up another one, but two of them belonged to someone else, Brother Su had superb painting skills and copied them Enough to confuse the fake with the real..."

The brother Meng they talked about was the grandson of old Mr. Meng, and he didn't show mercy even when his grandson made mistakes. One can imagine how miserable Qi Zheng would be.

"The copy is still the real one, you can't hide it from Mr. Meng," Su Yang disagreed.

Qi Zheng said, "The painting was only handed in yesterday, Mr. Meng hasn't seen it yet."

It's not a painting by everyone, Mr. Meng won't think about copying it.

Qi asked Su Yang for help, and all the people from Su Yang came, and so many people helped, it was hard for him to get up and leave.

"Where is the painting?" Su Yang asked.

"This way..."

On the table over there, there are two paintings, one landscape and one crane.

Not many parts were burnt. In the inscription in the upper right corner, Su Yang said, "I can copy it, but this inscription..."

Different heads can think of different inscriptions, and the painting skills can be imitated, but there is no handwriting, but it cannot be imitated.

Qi Zhengdao, "We've all thought about this just now. The handwriting can imitate Shanzhang and Mr. Meng's. Shanzhang's handwriting is vigorous yet elegant. The students in the academy love his handwriting the most. Mr. Meng's handwriting is free and easy. Tian Cheng is the least likely to arouse suspicion."

Su Yang said with a smile, "Is it okay if I don't help?"

Qi Zheng begged.

(End of this chapter)