There are three calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, two of them are in black and white, and one of them says "Lingshan Xiushui, Yunmeng Chunqiu".
One piece describes the human heart, which is the mechanism. The way of establishing heaven is used to determine people.
The two calligraphy and paintings have different calligraphy, different old and new, and different paper materials.
Lu Wuwei looked at the painting farthest from the door. It showed a woman wading in the wind, with clear white clouds and quiet river. The woman's ponytail was hanging high, her hair was tied up, her sleeves were tied around her waist, and she was standing by the river.
She turned her head and looked sideways, as if looking at someone outside the painting. Her eyebrows were beautiful and clean, and her facial features were clearly distinguishable.
The painting is quiet, but the meaning of the painting is vivid. The people in the painting seem to be alive, waiting for people outside the painting to speak.
On the side is written in small characters: Xia girl Ah Li, in November of the Guisi year, traveled to Congxin Prefecture in the state.
The characters are so small that if you don't look at them carefully, you won't notice them at all.
After seeing the word "Ali" clearly, everyone in the room gathered around him.
A woman looked intently at the girl in the painting: "How different is this painting from her?"
Lu Wuwei said: "When you look at this painting now, you may not be able to imagine her face, but if you see her in person, you will find that this painting is almost exactly the same as her."
The woman said: "That shows that she is a beautiful woman with good looks."
Another woman who had just cried when her brother was killed looked at the painting and said coldly: "It's nothing more than that, not as good as Sister Xuexiang."
The snow-scented tree looked calm and looked at the girl in the painting: "Indeed, I am much more beautiful than her."
"Hahahaha..." Lu Wuwei laughed loudly, "Miss Xuexiang, there is no point in comparing beauty at this time. We have to see if we can capture her alive."
"Capture alive?" The leading man looked at Lu Wuwei.
Lu Wuwei smiled and said: "Of course, what our Lord Meng wants is a living Ah Li, not a dead one."
The leading man said: "Fortunately, we did not make any promises to Mr. Meng during this trip. If we have the chance to kill her, we will definitely get rid of her."
Lu Wuwei smiled and sighed: "I also think Meng Gong is making things difficult for her. It's hard to kill her, but she has to be captured alive."
Xuexiang Shenmu said: "Did Meng Gong tell me why he wanted to capture her alive? What's the use?"
Lu Wuwei shook his head: "I don't know."
Xuexiang Shenmu said: "Then let me change the question. It is said that Meng Gong and Wei Xingchuan have been dealing with the Qiao family for decades. Why is this?"
Lu Wuwei said: "Didn't Mrs. Yu tell you?"
"No, she doesn't know why and is very curious about it."
Lu Wuwei curled his lips, half-smiling: "That's right. If Mrs. Yu didn't even ask Mr. Meng the reason, how could I easily tell you?"
Xuexiang Shenmu glanced at him coldly and looked back at the painting.
The leading man suddenly asked: "This painting is very well done, who painted it?"
Lu Wuwei said: "You may not know him, but you should hear about his master and master."
"Oh? Who is it?"
"His surname is Wen, his given name is Bai Xi, his master's name is Shuncen, and his master is Shui Moqiu."
Everyone was stunned: "Shui Mo Qiu?"
"Sure enough, the teacher comes from a famous family."
The leading man said: "So, where are the people in Wenbai River now?"
Lu Wuwei looked over: "Are you looking for him?"
"If what you say is true and the girl in this painting is exactly the same as Ah Li, then I will ask him to draw more portraits."
Lu Wuwei nodded: "That's okay. He is in Huzhou. A letter can arrive in three days."
As he spoke, Lu Wuwei laughed: "Moreover, he can not only draw the people he sees, even if he has never seen them, as long as you describe them properly, he can also draw them."
The leading man raised his eyebrows: "So powerful?"
"It's not a unique skill. Among Shui Moqiu's disciples, there are at least five people who know this painting technique."
The leading man said: "Okay, you can write a letter immediately. I want to see him as soon as possible!"
Lu Wuwei smiled and said, "That's easy to say, I'll go right away."
The night became darker and darker, and the rain gradually stopped.
Lin Wumei made a table of sumptuous dishes, and each of her brought them one plate after another. Three women and four men sat at the table, watching coldly, with no one lifting chopsticks.
After Lu Wuwei wrote the letter, he handed it to Lin Wumei. He came out and sat down. When he saw the people at the table looking at him expressionlessly, Lu Wuwei smiled again on his thin and fleshless face: "Okay, I, Mr. Lu, will go first."
Take your first bite!”
He exchanged his clean dishes and chopsticks with a man sitting next to him: "The dishes and chopsticks are not poisonous!"
Then, he picked at the plates one by one with his chopsticks, and put a little of each dish into his empty bowl. After eating in front of everyone, he exposed the bottom of the bowl and said, "Look!"
The leading man looked at him coldly, then picked up his chopsticks.
Others mentioned it too.
Lin Wumei came out with the letter and gently closed the courtyard door.
Wearing a bamboo hat on her head, she stood blankly outside the door, her eyes lost.
After a while, she raised her head and looked at the sky where it had stopped raining. She took off her hat and hung it outside the courtyard door, then turned and walked towards the house not far away.
Zhan Ning hid in the dark, staring at her closely. When she stepped out of sight, Zhan Ning set out to follow her.
The house Lin Wumei went to didn't have a courtyard. She stepped up the steps and knocked on the door, three times loudly and two softly.
The door was opened quickly, and the tall and thin man opened the door. He immediately stepped aside as soon as the door opened, and Lin Wumei quickly entered the room.
There was only one light in the house, and besides this man, there were two men sitting by the unopened window.
There are three long swords on the table. The scabbards are silver and shiny.
The three of them did nothing. After eating, they just sat there, waiting for Lu Wuwei's orders.
Lin Wumei put down the letter and said, "We must leave immediately and send it to Wen Baixi, a calligrapher and painter, at the intersection of Zhangqiudao Street in Huzhou Prefecture."
As soon as she finished speaking, a sitting swordsman immediately got up and walked towards the inner room without saying a word. He changed clothes, got a bamboo hat, a package, and dry food. He came out and picked up a sword on the table. After receiving the letter,
I left through the side door without uttering a word the whole time.
Lin Wumei didn't stay long and quickly opened the door and came out.
Zhan Ning saw that her hands were empty and looked back at the house.
At this time, the crisp sound of horse hooves sounded.
A figure quickly rode his horse and ran out of the alley behind.
On this long dirt road, Lin Wumei walked towards the small courtyard, and the man carrying a long sword ran away in the opposite direction.
Zhan Ning frowned, unable to do anything else.
He looked at Lin Wumei who had gone back, gritted his teeth and endured it, not chasing the swordsman.
Under the same rich night sky, in the distant land of Songzhou, there was also a fast horse galloping across the long deserted road after the rain.
When you step into Fushang County, you will see thousands of lights at the first sight, and a series of camps lying at the end of the sky, making the waves magnificent.
The messenger stopped for a moment, took a breath, and then continued running.
Half an hour later, they arrived at Fushang County. Jin Hongkang, who had just settled down, received the military letter from the messenger.
With one glance and ten lines, Jin Hongkang suddenly felt so anxious that he choked and coughed violently.
"Ahem, cough, cough...Yun Bozhong! What a Yun Bozhong who takes advantage of the situation!"
