This lady wears a golden crown on her head, full of hairpins, and various kinds of jewelry, which is dazzling. She is wearing a pink skirt, holding a fan in her hand, and a purse at her waist. She is pink, white, and dark green, and her whole body is fragrant.
Miss Yuan asked the painter: "How much does it cost?"
The painter bowed respectfully: "Ten taels of silver."
Miss Yuan said to the maid Feng Kexin: "Bring me the money."
Feng Kexin took ten taels of silver and gave it to the painter.
Miss Yuan said: "Draw me a picture."
The painter brought a chair and said, "Miss, please sit down."
Miss Yuan sat down and the painter brought the canvas and started to paint.
At this time, I heard someone onlookers say: "This painting is so good, be careful of being distracted."
Everyone looked around and saw a Taoist in white clothes among the onlookers, who looked young and had an arrogant expression.
Feng Kexin frowned: "What did you say?"
The painter smiled: "The Taoist priest is joking, how can this painting draw away the soul? If I had this ability, I would not paint on the street."
Lin Xiaodong chuckled and said: "Youdao means that everything has animism. Wasn't Mr. Gao in the city attracted by the ghost in the painting?
Especially the eldest lady from a wealthy family, it is inevitable that people will have evil intentions."
Feng Kexin said angrily: "I think you are just pretending to be a ghost here, but you don't have any good intentions!"
Miss Yuan said: "So many ladies are painting, are they all seduced?"
The painter said: "Young lady is a sensible person. I draw dozens of paintings a day, and I have no place to put my soul away."
Passers-by laughed.
Lin Xiaodong did not change his expression: "I paint dozens of paintings a day. Of course I have to be careful, especially those who are young and beautiful."
Miss Yuan chuckled: "You are a very sweet person."
But the painter got angry and said: "You, you don't come here to confuse people with your lies! If you want to buy a painting, buy it. If you don't buy it, leave quickly. If you talk nonsense again, I'll slap you!"
Lin Xiaodong said: "Then how about you draw me a picture?"
The painter said: "Then you have to finish the painting first."
Lin Xiaodong said: "I'll pay twenty taels and let me draw first, how about that?"
When the onlookers heard Lin Xiaodong's words, they all mocked: "Twenty taels?
Who do you look down on?"
"Do you know who Miss Yuan is?"
"You took twenty taels of silver to show off in front of Miss Yuan?"
Miss Yuan smiled and nodded to Feng Kexin.
Feng Kexin put his hand into his purse, took out fifty taels of silver, and handed it to the painter: "My lady will give us fifty taels to paint for us first!"
The painter took the money and bowed repeatedly: "Miss, please sit down. If the Taoist priest wants to buy a painting, he will have to wait for a while."
Lin Xiaodong had no choice but to wait.
Miss Yuan stroked her hair and struck a pose.
The painter started to draw, three strokes and two strokes, and the outline was formed. After a little more sketching, Miss Yuan's charm came out.
The onlookers marveled: "What a good painter!"
"You are so young and you have such skill."
"The main thing is that Miss Yuan is handsome."
Lin Xiaodong stared at the canvas, his expression getting colder.
Not long after, a portrait of Miss Yuan was completed. She was sitting upright on a chair, with her head lowered and her hair hanging down, her eyes full of life.
The painter handed the painting to Miss Yuan.
Miss Yuan reached out to take it, looked at it, and liked it very much: "Master, you are really good at your craftsmanship!"
He turned to Feng Ke and said to his heart: "Xin'er, I'll reward you with another fifty taels."
Feng Kexin brought another fifty taels of silver and gave it to the painter.
The painter bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss."
Lin Xiaodong stepped forward, half-smiling but not smiling: "It's my turn."
Feng Ke was interested in his nose: "Everyone is just a girl painting, but you, a grown man and a Taoist, are here to join in the fun?"
Lin Xiaodong raised his head and said: "Men and Taoists can't draw?"
Feng Ke rolled his eyes: "Who cares about you!"
Miss Yuan smiled and said, "Let's watch for a while."
He took the painting and did not leave.
The painter asked Lin Xiaodong to sit down, and Lin Xiaodong sat down, straightened up and closed his eyes.
The painter stood far away and looked at it: "Okay, Taoist priest, this is the posture."
Just lay out the canvas and start writing.
However, after one stroke, there was no ink mark on the canvas.
The painter was stunned: "Huh?"
Lin Xiaodong smiled and said: "What?"
The painter said: "I'm out of ink, I'll change a pen."
The painter changed the pen, ground the ink again, and painted a picture for Lin Xiaodong, but it was not as vivid as before.
Lin Xiaodong reached out and took it, saying: "Your painting is not as good as Miss Yuan's painting before."
Feng Kexin sneered: "You blame yourself for being ugly."
Miss Yuan smiled: "Let's go."
But Lin Xiaodong stopped her: "May I ask the lady her name?"
Feng Kexin turned around and said, "You don't know anything. My young lady is Miss Yuan Liwen and Yuan Yuan, the daughter of Mr. Yuan of Cuishanglou."
Lin Xiaodong nodded, took the painting and left.
The painter looked at Lin Xiaodong's back and said: "Okay, no more painting today, close the stall and let's go!"
Passers-by were still confused: "Why don't you paint anymore?"
Dissipated in anger.
In the middle of the night, Yuan Liwen was sleeping soundly in her residence. Suddenly she woke up and saw a man sitting by the bed, who was the painter in the daytime.
Yuan Liwen was startled and wanted to sit up, but she couldn't move her whole body.
The painter said: "Ms. Yuan, when I saw her in the daytime, I was astonished as a heavenly being. I really admire her, so please give me your love!"
Saying that, he wanted to get started.
Yuan Liwen struggled desperately: "So that Taoist was right, you, you really have no good intentions!"
The painter said: "Miss Yuan, you and I are a talented man, a beautiful woman, and a couple of gods and gods. If we don't have fun, wouldn't it be a waste if we don't have fun?"
While he was struggling, the door of the room suddenly opened and a person stepped in.
Yuan Liwen and the painter looked back and saw that the person coming was not Lin Xiaodong, who else could it be.
Yuan Liwen exclaimed: "Taoist Master, help me!"
The painter said fiercely: "Are you here to ruin my good life?"
Lin Xiaodong smiled ferociously: "Lin is here today specifically to do bad things to you!"
The painter showed off his cruelty: "I will kill you, a nosy Taoist, first!"
The magic sword was unsheathed and headed towards Lin Xiaodong.
Lin Xiaodong opened the Cishen Sword and fought, then retreated while fighting, and came to the courtyard.
Yuan Liwen was suddenly able to move, put on her small clothes, came outside the house and shouted: "Help! Help!"
But there was no one in Yuan Mansion, even Feng Kexin was not there.
When Yuan Liwen saw Lin Xiaodong fighting with the painter, she was at a loss and watched from a distance.
The two swords intersected and moved around for more than ten times. How could the painter be his opponent? He retreated and said: "I will let you go today, but I will take your life in the future!"
Huahong left.
Yuan Liwen came to Lin Xiaodong and was shocked: "Taoist Priest, what you said during the day turns out to be true!"
Lin Xiaodong pointed to high places: "Look."
Yuan Liwen looked up and was slapped on the back by Lin Xiaodong. She kicked her legs and woke up. Only then did she realize that it was a dream. The bright moon was hanging high outside the window and silver frost was everywhere.
The next day, Yuan Liwen was restless all morning, so in the morning, she called Feng Kexin.
Feng Kexin asked: "What are your orders, Miss?"
Yuan Liwen said: "I had a strange dream yesterday."
Feng Ke thought: "What strange dream?"
Yuan Liwen hesitated for a moment and said, "Come with me to Ningxiang Studio."
The master and the servant came to Ningxiangzhai in a sedan chair.