After hearing this, Baochai thought for a moment and chuckled: "Qingcheng Mountain, my little girl happened to have been there."

"oh?"

Liu Xianglian knew that this ghost girl must have a trap for her. Liu Xianglian quickly held her breath and concentrated, as if she had returned to her student days, waiting for the teacher's exam.

"Qingcheng Mountain is a full 900 miles away from Jinling. I went there once when I was only ten years old, but the nine winding mountain roads and the green and magnificent scenery still make the little girl recall it to this day.

Long Chang, I made a painting in my spare time, but I forgot where the Taoist Immortal Temple came from. I haven’t signed the title yet, Mr. Lin, can you help the little girl take a look?"

Liu Xianglian was really shocked.

Is it possible that Xue Baochai is really capable of pinching and counting?

Qingcheng Mountain is what he said now, so she can come up with just the right thing to test herself?

What if it's fake?

This thought only flashed in Liu Xianglian's mind, and he overturned the idea. If it was false, Baochai would probably not do such a useless thing with his intelligence.

Fortunately, in Liu Xianglian's memory, "he" really learned the art in Qingcheng Mountain. It was originally true, and naturally he was not afraid of Baochai asking this.

He began to worry, just because he was afraid that Baochai would ask some little things that he didn't usually notice, which would be a big injustice.

"Why didn't you answer Mr. Lin? Could it be that your memory of studying in Qingcheng Mountain was misplaced?"

"Girl, just bring the painting. I'll definitely recognize it after seeing it!"

"This is the best thing."

Baochai smiled and shouted: "Ying'er, bring me my humble work!"

Ying'er, who was waiting outside the door when she came back, was already ready. She came forward with the Four Treasures of the Study and a piece of drawing paper in her hand.

The drawing paper was empty, but the brush was very professional.

Liu Xianglian was stunned for a moment, and Ying'er had already spread the four treasures of the study and the drawing paper on the small table on the other side of the screen.

Baochai got down from the piano stool, picked up the pen and began to draw. As he waved his wrist, he felt a faint sense of painting!

Liu Xianglian was really shocked!

Now he has obtained the true biography of Zhang Sengyao, and has practiced "Nine Paintings of Concave and Concave Paintings" for the first time. There is a special saying for Baochai's situation, which is called entering the Tao through art.

If he is willing to pass on Zhang Sengyao's "Nine Concave and Concave Paintings" to her, Baochai can instantly enter the second level of "Nine Concave and Concave Paintings" and become a powerful second-rate master with a stroke of magic moon!

Liu Xianglian was only sensitive to painting, so she could not feel that in addition to the meaning of painting, Baochai was also surrounded by the meaning of piano, chess, and calligraphy. Her talent was not at all in painting, even if he taught Baochai "Nine Concave and Concave Paintings"

Even Baochai cannot become a master.

"Ying'er, go and show Mr. Lin how to inscribe this painting."

Ying'er responded, took the painting, trotted to Liu Xianglian's side, handed the painting over: "Master, please take a look."

Liu Xianglian took it with both hands and held it carefully. A Taoist temple with a fairy spirit appeared on the paper, with just the right amount of thick and light ink. The setting sun reflected on the pine and cypress paper next to the Taoist temple, full of ancient flavor and long Taoist meaning.

Even if Liu Xianglian obtained the true biography of Zhang Sengyao and could draw a stroke like a mirror, he would not dare to say that the "photograph" he painted would be better than this painting.

Realism is the foundation, and freehand brushwork is the strongest.

"I admire Miss Bao's painting skills so much! I will not lose to Mr. Ke Rou."

"Young master praises me greatly. Zheng Kerou was a great master in this world. How dare a little girl compare with him? Although this painting is acceptable, it has not been signed yet. Please criticize it, master."

Liu Xianglian looked at it carefully. My dear, there are a lot of things in this statement. The main palace is the Yuanming Palace, which was built in the Wanli period. The top of the freehand cliff next to it is Laojun Pavilion, which is known as the highest peak in Qingcheng. The highest peak in the painting

The dense touch is Yuecheng Lake, the natural landscape of Qingcheng Mountain!

Although every stroke of the painting depicts Qingcheng, it can be said that it has nothing to do with Qingcheng.

How to sign...

"Why not call it "A Dream of Qingcheng"! Once you enter this painting, you will dream about Qingcheng!"

Snap--pop---pop!

"Young Master is so talented, as he should be, why don't you just add the signature!"

After testing your eyesight, your skills will naturally be tested as well.

The calligraphy is like the person he is, and Baochai is confident that he can tell from this handsome young man's calligraphy who he studied under and what method he followed.

Liu Xianglian didn't know what Baochai was thinking. He was a disciple of Mao, and he did learn calligraphy from Yan Zhenqing and Liu Gongquan in elementary school, but his writing skills... If I evaluate myself, I think he could be closer to Zhang Xu.

Liu Xianglian was not polite when he took the brush. He didn't know how to calligraphy with a brush, but he had learned calligraphy with a fountain pen.

Tesco Yihua, the horizontal and vertical "One Dream Qingcheng" is mentioned on the painting, like an ugly duckling standing among a group of white swans, vulgar and embarrassing.

Ying'er took the painting and was so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. It took a long time to recover and handed the painting to Baochai.

"Oh my God!"

Baochai screamed in surprise.

Liu Xianglian heard from the broken voice of the other party that this girl was really shocked this time. I am afraid she has never seen a man whose calligraphy is so good.

"Son, what's wrong?"

Aunt Xue hurried up and asked, "Could it be that this little monk has some amazing origins?"

"It's so ugly! I've never seen someone who writes such ugly words be able to develop such a temperament. It's so uncoordinated!"

Baochai's three views were shattered. In her world view, human cultivation and knowledge were of the same origin. Now a strange thing popped up and threw a big stone into her peaceful heart.

"Son, although you are smart, you don't know the dangers of human nature. Could it be that he deliberately wrote such an ugly thing?"

Baochai shook his head: "Mom, don't you still believe your daughter? In front of me, it may be a bit difficult to fake calligraphy."

If Liu Xianglian knew that her ugly calligraphy would have a greater impact on Baochai than his handsome face, she would probably jump with pride and secretly praise herself for not practicing calligraphy properly when she was in school.

There has never been such a great creation that aroused Baochai's curiosity.

"I wonder which teacher did you learn the word "gongzi" from?"

"Haha, people from the mountains and wilds are nothing to mention. I wrote these words completely because I practiced with Mr. Luoluo. I have no family or sect. No wonder the lady doesn't recognize them."

"As far as I know, the literati in Shu often practice "Bao Bichen". Even a down-and-out scholar will definitely be influenced by him as long as he studies. Why can't there be any trace of the young master's calligraphy? Please help me, little girl.

Clear up confusion.”

Bao Bichen?

Liu Xianglian didn't know him, but through the screen, Liu Xianglian could hear the certainty in Baochai's words, and it didn't sound like he was trying to trick him!

I'm afraid it's true.

"Miss Xue seems to be very confident in herself?"

"Everything has its reason and its appearance. If the young master sees something completely unreasonable, he will probably be very curious. If this unreasonable thing happens in his own home, then he should be more cautious.

.”

Liu Xianglian smiled heartily: "Miss Xue thought that I had some special plans when I came to the Xue family, all because my appearance is more uniform than ordinary people. If I were an old woman, or a simple and honest man, I am afraid that Miss Xue may not be so careful."

Baochai laughed playfully and said with a mischievous smile: "It's probably because of the five thousand taels of silver. Recently, a royal noblewoman, Princess Fengnian, got married, and she only asked for a betrothal gift of three thousand taels. The young master is so valuable, so it is right to treasure it.

"

"Young lady said that you are extremely concerned. If I don't tell you everything frankly, I will look like a wretched villain. I am flattered that my lady can let me stay within ten steps. This trust is worthy of my trust in return."

"I'm all ears, sir, please!"

Baochai put her onion-white jade fingers on the guqin and pressed the belly of her fingers, and the tinkling-ding-dong-dong music began to flow from the piano.

Although Liu Xianglian couldn't understand what music score she was playing, music can connect people's souls.

Baochai's warm, spring-breathing piano music almost tempted Liu Xianglian to the point where she shook out all her old secrets.

Liu Xianglian bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain woke him up from his drunken state.

"My parents died when I was young, and there is no one in my family. When I was eight years old, I learned skills from my master and stayed in the mountains. Later, my master passed away and was buried next to the thousand-year-old pine in Laojun Pavilion, which is 700 to 800 meters south of Vietnam.

?I just came to Jinling a few days ago and met a gangster. Fortunately, I was bought out by Uncle Xue for two taels of silver."

This time, Liu Xianglian explained in detail, and Baochai listened very carefully.

"Since Master Lin came back with my eldest brother, do you think he will accept my eldest brother's love and accept the business contract?"

"certainly!"

"Ying'er, take Mr. Lin down and put on the clothes of a servant of our Xue Mansion before coming back."

"Yes, girl!"

Ying'er led Liu Xianglian and left quickly.

"Brother, stop hiding, I've already seen you."

In a corner of the garden, Xue Pan came out and said sheepishly: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, I just wanted to see how you arranged this kid, sister."

"What, you still want to have some thoughts?"

"Hey, good girl, although you lent me a thousand taels of silver, I spent a full four thousand taels!"

Xue Pan said unwillingly: "Sister, if you really want to take this handsome young man into your pocket, I will give you a half discount, how about it? You give me two thousand taels, and I will give him to you!"
To be continued...