Chapter 80: Painting saints

"I...I don't know much. "^Chasing^Book^Help^First~Post" Mother didn't say anything, but when she was in the carriage yesterday, her mother said that you will make a fool of yourself today. My fifth sister and I asked her, but she didn't say what it was. The fifth sister also reminded her to tell her not to play tricks in front of the emperor. She said it was not her trick, she did nothing. "
"That's it?" Mu Yingxue raised her eyebrows slightly.
Just as Mu Yueli was about to nod her head, she heard Mu Yingxue say to Xiaolin: "Go and polish the ink, Miss Six thinks you are doing well."
"No..." Mu Yueli exclaimed, "It's more than that. In fact, when my mother heard that my father prepared a gift for you, she was very angry and said that my father was too innocent and went so far as to cross her to intervene in the inner courtyard. And He also asked Hongyu to stop the present."
"What? Was it stopped?" Mu Yingxue did not expect this to happen.
"Yes," Mu Yueli nodded and said again, "but later my father prepared it for you. And when my mother didn't pay attention, I sent it directly to you. My mother only knew about it the next day, but she asked. The picture of "Bihai Chaosheng" laughed loudly again, saying that the sky is going to perish you. I was going to greet you with my fifth sister at the time, so I heard it. We asked, she only said that this thing was originally from the palace, and we couldn't tell us clearly. The fifth sister said that the things sent from the palace go back to the palace, which is indeed not a good gift."
"This thing came out of the palace..." Mu Yingxue frowned slightly.
She didn't understand this. If Mu Yunxiao knew this, he wouldn't have painted this painting for himself.
He wanted to harm himself, there were totally tens of millions of paths to choose, there was no need to choose a way that would embarrass him and risk himself in front of the emperor.
After all, I went out, and it represented Muhou Mansion in public. If this were not the case, Xu Min would not panic because of Mu Yueli's "intention to murder the prince".
That being said, Mu Yunxiao didn't know about the painting coming out of the palace. But the painting would burn, Xu Min didn't do anything about it, but knew it. Suddenly, Mu Yingxue remembered what happened yesterday, and she couldn't help but glance at Xiaolin.
At this time, Xiao Lin was looking down at the picture in his hand, and did not notice Mu Yingxue's eyes.
Mu Yingxue squinted her eyes slightly and said to Mu Yueli: "Dare you swear that what you say is true? You know, if I find out you have a lie, this painting will appear in all Qin buildings in the capital. Chu Pavilion, an official kiln secret prostitute."
"Sister Si, I dare to swear to the sky, every word I say is true, if there is a lie, the sky will thunder and thunder." Mu Yueli swears.
"Xiao Lin, untie it." Mu Yingxue said lightly.
Not long after, Mu Yueli put on her clothes, with a low eyebrow and pleasing expression: "I will be the fourth sister's person from now on, what's the order..."
"Stop!" Mu Yingxue interrupted her, "Don't stand in line, I won't eat this set. A thin piece of paper can't compare to your beautiful future. What will you do in the future, but don't mess with me, and don't Come to my small courtyard if you have nothing to do. Otherwise, I am upset and I don’t know what I can do!"
"Four sisters..."
"If you are willing to tell someone about what happened today, I am also very happy to share these endless fragrant pictures with others." Mu Yingxue glanced at her lightly, but the sharpness in her eyes almost scratched her.
"Who won't..."
Mu Yueli was originally a bully and fearful of hardship. She had been struggling before, but it was only because the fool who could be bullied suddenly became tough and dazzling, robbing her of the limelight, and her heart was not balanced.
Even if she suffers repeatedly, she doesn't have a long memory.
But now it is different. She has fully realized Mu Yingxue's toughness, and she has been pinched in the hands of this powerful person. At this moment, she is naturally bowed to her ears. Even if the heart is dying, he bows his head to his ears.
"Don't leave and save for dinner?" Mu Yingxue said coldly.
Mu Yueli flees like a pardon.
As soon as Mu Yueli left, Mu Yingxue's gaze fell on Xiaolin's body. "You have nothing to tell me?"
Xiaolin smiled innocently. "Hey, miss you said you want to reward me."
"Liu'er," she shouted, turning her head to the door, "get fifty taels of silver, and Xiaolin's deed of deed."
In Muhou's mansion, the personal ambassadors in this yard, generally the deeds of deeds are left to the masters of the yards to keep them. However, whoever holds the deed of sale will bear the monthly money.
Therefore, Xu Min made the deed of selling his body very generous.
"Miss, what are you...what are you doing?" When Xiao Lin heard that he was going to get a deed, he became a little anxious, and the innocent look on his face disappeared.
Mu Yingxue walked to the drawing and sat down, speaking slowly. "Fifty taels. Twelve taels are your salary for these two months. I doubled them as severance pay. Forty taels, the money paid just now. Although I also drew one. But I pressed The price of the court painter is not insulting your talent."
Xiaolin puffed down on her knees in front of Mu Yingxue, "Miss, you...you can't leave me alone!"
"This is really a joke, my dignified Miss Houfu, can't even the girl next to me be the master?" Mu Yingxue's expression suddenly became serious, cold and cold.
"Miss, although Xiaolin is a little more innocent, and... doesn't know how to be polite, but if you want to resign from her, she is too pitiful." Although Liuer was also upset because Xiaolin's behavior was too bold just now, but I heard that Mu Yingxue wanted to resign, but she couldn't bear it, so she came up to persuade her now.
"I don't dare to accept a descendant of the painting saint to be a ruthless girl." Mu Yingxue said unhurriedly.
Xiaolin's expression changed a little when he heard this, and he looked at Mu Yingxue with red eyes and a little sullenly: "Did the son tell you?"
Mu Yingxue poured herself a cup of tea, "He didn't say anything."
"Then you are because of me today..."
"No. This painting technique is really good. But it is quite nonsense to say that you are the descendant of the painting sage because of the Yantu technique. The key point is yesterday."
"Yesterday?" Liu Er looked puzzled, what did she miss?
Xiao Lin lowered his head.
"Yesterday, Wei Liao followed me in Meilin. You obviously found it but didn’t say anything. I was curious about why. I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn’t think of the reason. Then I saw a whole set of painting tools in your room, and then I remembered that you saw that " The expression when Bihai Chaosheng is burning. Anger, sadness, and unwillingness when hope is shattered."

It’s easy to understand the upset and sadness. It’s normal for those who love to paint to see the saint’s objects burned. It’s normal to have such feelings. The latter kind of unwillingness is not quite right. What do you put on painting? Send the painting to the palace?"
Mu Yingxue stared directly at the maid who was kneeling on the ground. If she wears a black gauze hat and hangs a plaque with a "clear mirror hanging high" on her head, she is alive and well from the master of the first trial.
Xiao Lin slumped on the ground, but he pressed the corners of his mouth, without meaning.
Mu Yingxue said indifferently: "You don't want to say that I don't force you, but I have always complained and avenged revenge. Because you didn't tell me for a while and made me a thorn in Fengzao Palace. You Tell me how should I kill you?"
With that said, Mu Yingxue had slowly pulled out the silver hairpin on her head. That's right, it was the one that reached Wei Liao's rib yesterday. Slightly longer than the average hairpin, very sharp.
Kobayashi's pupils shrunk slightly, but he is very aware of current affairs: "Miss, don't kill me. I said, I said everything!"
Mu Yingxue didn't answer, but the silver hairpin kept playing with her.
"I actually entered the Hou Mansion for this blue sea tide." Xiao Lin slowly said, "because this is the last work before my father disappeared."
"Father?" This really surprised Mu Yingxue. She thought Xiaolin was just a disciple of Li Xiuliang, but she didn't expect to be blood relatives.
Xiao Lin didn't seem to hear Mu Yingxue's surprise, but just continued: "Six months ago, the son told me that the painting was collected by Mu Yunxiao, then I decided to enter the Hou Mansion. Just a while ago, the son needed someone to protect you. , I am here."
Mu Yingxue was noncommittal. "Since the painting is found, why should it be sent to the palace?"
"Because I want the emperor to take a fancy to this painting, thinking of this painting saint, let him find someone for me." Xiaolin lowered his head, his tone was not half artificial. "I have never seen him. My mother was originally an oiran in the brothel. After giving birth to me, she thanked the guests behind closed doors. She kept teaching me painting and asked me to copy my father's painting. But in fact, I have never seen that one. Man. After her savings are used up, I sell paintings for a living. Erotica pictures are more expensive than ordinary paintings. I have painted a lot."
There was no sadness or any sentimental emotion in her voice, but a calm talk. But Liuer's eyes were already red.
"Actually, I like you very much because you are very good to your mother." Xiaolin raised her eyes and looked at Mu Yingxue directly, "and it's very strong, it can keep her safe. But I can't do anything for my mother. Her Two years are not as good as one year, and my only wish is to see the unlucky man again, but I can’t do it.

Mu Yingxue frowned, "Can you not find Mr. Nong Yue? He doesn't have a business name all over the country, he should be the most informed person in the world."
Kobayashi shook his head. "The son said that maybe the man escaped into the palace wall and it is unknown, because only there is no his business name. That's why I remembered the method of using the blue sea tide as a stepping stone. If this painting can become a national treasure , Then not only the palace of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, maybe the palaces of the friendly nations also want to paint saint paintings?"
Speaking of later, she was already crying.
Mu Yingxue didn't want to laugh at her innocence. "Liu'er, help her up."
After Xiaolin stood up, Mu Yingxue asked again: "When did Li Xiuliang disappear?"
"My mother said that she went to the palace to paint for a lady who loved his paintings so much, and she never came back. But I don't know when and for whom," Xiaolin said.