The lady escaped marriage and became addicted

Chapter 222 The Family Has a Girl (1)
The old lady laughed and said: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, this is the filial piety of your brothers and sisters, how can I dislike it. We heard from Xiao Qi that Miss Zhao's handwriting is very good, but I can't wait any longer, bring it quickly Show me!"

Wang Jinwen opened the box, took out a picture that was too late to frame, and unfolded it on the kang table between the old man and the old lady.

When the waiters in the room saw that there was actually an unframed calligraphy and painting in the box, they looked down upon it in their hearts.However, when the picture of a hundred years of life was fully unfolded, not to mention the servants serving in the room, even the well-informed old lady and Wang Jingyuan, as well as Wang Jinwen who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but feel their eyes brighten. He was shocked severely.

It is called Baishou Picture, which means one hundred longevity characters.An Ran used different fonts and different capitalizations to write 99 different characters for longevity, and then used these 99 characters for longevity to form a large character for longevity, adding up to exactly one hundred characters for longevity.What An Ran didn't know was that the Hundred Shoutu was only created in the Song Dynasty, but it was the first time it appeared in this era.Therefore, regardless of how her handwriting is, this original thought alone is enough to amaze me.

"Okay! Okay! What a picture of a hundred years! Miss Zhao is really full of heart, this is the best birthday gift I have received this year! Get someone to frame it. In a few days, at the birthday banquet, I will give this centenary The picture is hung in the center of the lobby for all the guests to see, hehe..."

The old lady was very happy.The old man also stroked his beard and nodded to An Ran with a smile: "This girl is not bad, her handwriting is good, this kind of intention is even better."

An Ran bowed her head, bowed her head and said: "The old madam and the old master have shown their love, we brothers and sisters come from humble backgrounds, and this kind of heart is the only thing we can do."

An Ran lowered her head in shame.At that time, she was in a hurry, so how could she write with her heart?Is there no picture of a hundred longevity in this era?Didn't it mean that this thing was very popular in ancient times as a gift to elders?Seeing the expressions of these people in the room, An Ran couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it's over, it's over, Wang Jinwen has already said that she is Master Yunmeng, and now she has created a picture of a hundred years of life, I'm afraid the third prince will know soon up.What should she do?
Wang Jinwen carefully put away this picture of a hundred years of life, installed it, and asked people to take it immediately and carefully frame it.But the old lady waved to An Ran and said, "Sister Ran, right? Come here, sit next to the old man, let the old man have a good look!"

An Ran walked over with her head slightly lowered, and sat down beside the old lady after saluting.

The old lady took her hand and saw that her fingers were slender and her bones were well-proportioned. She had beautiful hands, and felt calluses on the pads of her index finger and thumb. A pair of hands that can write and draw! It’s my birthday in two days. You brothers and sisters will stay here for a few days, and you can talk to me when you have time. If you can leave another painting or calligraphy for me, I will be more I'm happy. Hehe!"

It's not that An Ran agrees, and it's not the same if she doesn't agree, she can only say: "Thank you, Madam, for your love." They are here to pick up the painting, okay?Why do things seem to be getting worse?
Over there, the old man also invited An Qi to sit beside him, talked about poetry and books with him, occasionally talked about political affairs, and asked him why he didn't take the exam immediately.

An Qi's answer made the old man nod his head, and finally said with a smile: "Our little seven has always been very accurate in seeing people, and this time he did not disappoint the old man. Zixian is steady and transparent, and his future is limitless. Our little seven can It is also his blessing to have a friend like you."

An Qi hurriedly said humbly: "The old man is too loving, the juniors are ignorant, and there is still a lot to learn. After coming to the capital for half a year, it is thanks to the help of the seventh young master."

Wang Jinwen smiled and said: "What is the name Seventh Young Master, just call him Brother Jinwen the same as before."

On An Ran's side, Wang Jingyuan also took her hand in dissatisfaction and said, "You can write such an arrogant poem as 'I am born to be useful, and my wealth will come back again', how can you be so shy? Don't be afraid, My grandparents were kind people."

Wang Jinwen has such a big mouth, doesn't he look very indifferent on weekdays?Why did you tell your family everything?Even Li Taibai's famous line came out, she is dead.An Ran smiled wryly in her heart, but could only pretend to say: "At that time, I just said this in a moment of righteous indignation. My brother insisted on letting others write it down and hang it in the study, just to make people laugh..."

It's all my brother's fault, my brother's fault.Alas, what can I do in the future!The third prince won't kill people to silence him, will he?

At this time, the old lady asked again: "I heard that Xiao Qiqiang asked you for a landscape painting. I don't know what kind of painting it is that makes you so reluctant? The old man is very curious. You asked Xiao Qi to take it for us to see." Do you like it?"

Hearing this, An Ran wanted to die. It turned out that Wang Jinwen hadn't shown that painting to anyone?Alas, she was impulsive again, she really committed a crime and couldn't live, if she had known, she would have waited for Wang Jinwen to return to the capital before asking him for it.

"Madam, you're being polite. Actually, that painting is nothing, it's just...it's just a poem written on it, so I don't want it to be seen by others..." An Ran thought about it. Got it, another song by Jiang Xue is nothing.

Hearing what An Ran said, the old lady and Wang Jingyuan became even more curious.Wang Jingyuan hurriedly greeted Wang Jinwen and said, "Seventh brother, quickly bring us Miss Zhao's landscape painting, this time we have the master's permission."

An Ran suddenly got up and saluted, "The work of the younger generation's boudoir, I hope the old lady, the old lady, the seventh young master, Mrs. Cui, can read it, and don't pass it on to the outside world."

"Okay, okay, we know it ourselves, and we promise not to tell others." The old lady smiled even more happily, and promised, "We won't tell others about the picture of flowers and birds you drew. We have fun secretly, but you I need to draw a few more pictures for the old man."

As Mrs. Wang, it is An Ran's honor that people value your paintings. What else can she say besides being grateful?
With An Ran's permission, Wang Jinwen went back to his yard and took the landscape painting.Because An Ran didn't want his "talent and fame" to spread, Wang Jinwen sent out all the servants in the Nuan Pavilion, and then he unfolded the painting himself.

(End of this chapter)