Chapter 096: True and False Scenes Along the River During Qingming Festival
"Um!"
Yang E nodded gratefully.
She thought about it for a while and said: "Your big bank project is very perfect. When Xiaoyue comes back, I will ask her to write down the details of the project and make arrangements and preparations."
"Sister Xiao Yueyue? She is a pretty good secretary!"
"secretary?"
"Oh, it's nothing. By the way, sister, the security of the bank must be done first, otherwise you will cry if you are robbed! Now the robbers in Bauhinia City are very rampant with sticks!" Dongfang Yong thought of the encounter on the road.
The black-faced boy Yu Xiong arrived and said quickly.
Yang E was still thinking about what Dongfang Yong said about the bank, and didn't pay much attention to what Dongfang Yong said about the robbers. She just nodded lightly.
Seeing that Yang E was still thinking about the bank, Dongfang Yong felt bored and looked at the sky. Unexpectedly, this conversation had already taken three or four hours, so he said goodbye.
When he returned home and walked to his yard, he found his sister Dongfang Yu in his yard. She was with Bing'er. When Dongfang Yong saw them, he found that their faces were all red.
"Hi, you are chatting!" Dongfang Yong greeted with a smile.
"Ah?" The two women then discovered that Dongfang Yong was back and exclaimed, with inexplicable shyness on their faces.
"What's wrong with you, your faces are getting redder and redder?" Dongfang Yong didn't understand for a moment.
"No...no!" the two women quickly waved their hands together.
But looking at their panicked looks, it would be strange if they didn't. But Dongfang Yong wouldn't ask them to the end of their little mystery.
However, the fact that Dongfang Yu can come to his yard means that she has put down what happened yesterday, which makes him happy!
At this time, Dongfang Yu remembered something and said: "Brother, just now grandpa asked me to tell you that from now on, your monthly salary will be increased by ten gold!"
Monthly money is equivalent to monthly pocket money.
"Huh? Why is grandpa so kind to give me an extra monthly payment?" Dongfang Yong asked. He remembered that in the past two months, the housekeeper always gave him gold cakes worth one gold. Why did he receive an extra ten gold now?
"I'm not sure. However, I also added two dollars a month. Maybe grandpa thought that we were going to college and the expenses would be high, so he added it! It's just that the extra money was more for my brother than for me.
,Brother, I have no money to spend, you must give it to me!" Dongfang Yu said with a smile, his two beautiful eyes narrowed, as if they were about to become money eyes!
In fact, Dongfang Yu didn't spend much money, this was just a joke with Dongfang Yong.
"Okay, whatever you want, I will buy it for you." Dongfang Yongye said with a smile.
He felt that the old man at home must have given him an extra monthly salary because he became a Fire Taoist apprentice. He was afraid that he would ask the Fire Taoist for this or that, but it was a good thing to give him more money. Dongfang Yong did not pay any more.
Think more.
Then Dongfang Yong and the two girls had dinner together in the yard, during which laughter like silver bells continued, and Dongfang Yong enjoyed it!
After the meal, Dongfang Yu took out a piece of calligraphy and handed it to Dongfang Yong and said with a smile: "Brother, this is what I wrote today. Can you see if I have made any progress?"
Dongfang Yong took it and looked at the familiar Juanxiu font on it, which was written in a harmonious style and contained a seven-rhythm poem!
Although the poetry is good, Dongfang Yu chose to write it not because of its poetry, but because the thirty words of the poem can better practice calligraphy!
After Dongfang Yong watched it carefully, he said: "The flow of clouds and flowing water, the momentum is coherent, and the style of writing is natural. Every stroke and turn, it seems that the fragrance of the girl is written into the bones of the words, making people..."
Dongfang Yong shook his head as he spoke, and finally made a long note and deliberately stopped.
"Brother, I can't be as good as you said!" Dongfang Yu said with joy on his face, but he asked a little anxiously: "What do you think of me?"
"It makes people want to watch it again after watching it again. The more I watch it, the more refreshed I feel!"
"Giggle...brother is coaxing you!" Dongfang Yu said with a sweet smile.
"But... did you practice this post today?" Dongfang Yong frowned slightly and said in a more serious tone.
"No, I spent this afternoon practicing calligraphy in your study!" Dongfang Yu said with a smile.
Dongfang Yong is usually very easy-going to her and loves her very much, but he is strict with her calligraphy practice. If she doesn't practice, he will say a few words.
But Dongfang Yu was not dissatisfied. Instead, he liked the atmosphere!
After listening to his sister's words, Dongfang Yong nodded and put away his serious expression!
"Brother, why did I see you have two identical copies of Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival today? Didn't you buy a fake one from Scholar Wu and then be tricked by him into buying another one?" Dongfang Yu said casually with a smile.
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"Huh? How did you find out which one was in the cabinet? The one in the cabinet is a real painting, and the one hanging on the wall is Wu Bi's fake painting. You can't treat the real painting like a fake one.
Already?" Dongfang Yong warned.
"I know!" Dongfang Yu said in a deliberately serious tone, "I didn't know that you like those antiques, brother! But, brother, how do you tell which of the two paintings is real and which is fake? I saw it
It’s been a long time and you still can’t tell the difference?”
"To distinguish the true from the false, we have to start from many aspects. However, the difference between Wu Bi's fake paintings and the real paintings is that Wu Bi is still young, only in his early twenties, while the author of Along the River During the Qingming Festival is half a hundred years old.
There is a sense of vicissitudes in people's paintings, but Wu Bi's paintings don't have it, so no matter how similar he paints, you can still tell it from the bones of the painting!"
"Ah? It's so complicated, why can't I understand it?" With Dongfang Yu's age, how could he understand this.
"However, Wu Bi's fake paintings are really realistic, and his skills are very high. But with such skills, why does he always like to lie to people? I heard that today he went to lie to the grandson of the Taifu, and he was beaten again.
Damn!" Dongfang Yu said this with a sad tone, as if he had some sympathy and pity for the shameless Wu Bi.
"That's right, he painted very similar to nature... uh, natural?" Dongfang Yong paused and suddenly slapped his thigh, "Yes, that's him!"
Dongfang Yu and Bing'er were startled. Dongfang Yu patted his chest and said coquettishly: "Brother, I'm so scared! What does he have?"
"Oh, it's okay. Tomorrow I will ask Dongfang Sen to bring this Wu Bi to the house. I will recruit him to work for me!" Dongfang Yong said happily.
"Ah? Brother, although that Wu Bi is pitiful...but we can't bring him into the house as a guest because of this?" Dongfang Yu asked confused.
"You don't understand. It's too troublesome to explain it to you. Come and see for yourself tomorrow and you'll understand. By the way, if I want to recruit someone, do I need my grandfather's approval?" Dongfang Yong thought of the old man at home and asked.
"This shouldn't be necessary..." Dongfang Yu said.
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At night, as soon as Dongfang Yu left, Dongfang Yong pulled Bing'er into bed.
(Wu Bi was unwilling to give in. There were no recommendations in the new book issue, and he was not on the new book list. He uploaded it on April 1st, and only had a small recommendation on May 1st. I really don’t understand why it couldn’t have been one day earlier? Now there is only one small recommendation, and everything else is 200,000 words long.
No, is it fair? I haven’t updated a day, so where is God’s reward for hard work?)