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Chapter 87 Paintings

Ye Qinglan hurriedly chased after her: "Cousin, where are you going?"

Gu Xiyu's answer was extremely concise: "Izuyunxuan!"

Izuyunxuan...isn't it the place where Gu Xinian lives? When Gu Xiyu said "yes", she was referring to this.

Ye Qinglan was deeply ashamed and hurriedly grabbed Gu Xiyu's sleeve: "Forget it, let's not go!" She had no interest in wandering around Gu Xinian's territory. It was like a sheep in a tiger's den... Bah.

Bah, bah, what a messed up metaphor.

Anyway, she intuitively felt that she shouldn't go to Izumoken.

Gu Xiyu blinked in confusion, why not go? Izuyunxuan is right next door, just a few steps away, no trouble at all!

There was clearly doubt in those clear black and white eyes.

Ye Qinglan coughed and laughed: "It seems impolite to just go to Cousin Gu's residence without his permission. Cousin Gu will definitely be angry if he finds out."

Gu Xiyu smiled and pointed at herself. The meaning was obvious. As long as she took him there, Gu Xinian would never be angry.

Ye Qinglan was also at a loss for words. She was racking her brains to think of a reason, but Gu Xiyu had already reached out and pulled her out. Ye Qinglan couldn't help but followed, praying secretly in her heart that she would never meet Gu Xiniancai.

good……

God obviously heard her prayers. Except for a few servants, there was no trace of the owner in Izumokan.

Ye Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to look at the surrounding environment in a mood. Everywhere he could see was very clean. There was not even a trace of dust. The servants were so diligent in cleaning. It seemed that the owner here was a little bit obsessive.

A handsome boy came over and respectfully greeted Gu Xiyu.

Gu Xiyu nodded, without saying much, and pulled Ye Qinglan towards Gu Xinian's study.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile on his face: "Miss, where are you going?"

Is there any need to ask? Gu Xiyu frowned in displeasure. Although she didn't say anything, the displeasure in her eyes was obvious.

The boy said bravely: "If you want to go to the study, of course you can. However, the young master once ordered that no one should be allowed into the study except the young lady..." As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Qinglan.

If the young master knew that he let outsiders into the study at will, he would not be able to bear the consequences and walk away.

Ye Qinglan smiled wisely and said: "That's the case, then I won't go in. I'd better wait until I get my cousin's permission next time before going in."

The stubbornness in Gu Xiyu's temperament came out: "I'll take you in." She didn't say much. She just pulled Ye Qinglan towards the study room. The boy followed him with a grimace, but he didn't dare to say any more.

Ye Qinglan smiled apologetically at the young man. The smile was warm and bright, and indescribably fresh and touching. The young man, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, was fascinated by the sight, his face turned darkly red, and he lowered his head in a hurry, not daring to say more.

Saw it.

Go around a long corridor, enter the side hall, and then arrive at the study.

It is said that all things are bad but reading is good. At this time, even a scholar from an ordinary family must have his own study room. A desk, a bookshelf, and some pens, inks, papers and inkstones will create an atmosphere of reading and practicing calligraphy.

Ye Yuanzhou and Xue Yushu naturally have study rooms. Ye Chengli's study room is even more spacious and even has a bed, making it easy to rest at any time.

However, the study room in front of him was definitely the most luxurious one Ye Qinglan had ever seen in his life.

The spacious and clean study room has excellent lighting, and the white walls show the brightness of the room. A large and wide desk, made of unknown precious wood, looks very heavy and comfortable. There are simple things on the table.

Things like pens, inks, paper, and inkstones are all placed neatly and not messy at all.

There is a row of large bookshelves against the wall. Each bookshelf has five floors and is filled with books. I don’t know how many books there are. A rough calculation shows that there are at least thousands of books. At a glance, the entire wall is covered with books.

Book.

This visual shock made Ye Qinglan couldn't help but sigh. Suddenly, she had the illusion of being in a library.

Books in later generations are very common. They are everywhere in bookstores, and you can buy as many as you want. But it is different at this time. Books are luxury goods and ordinary people cannot afford them. Moreover, some ancient books are very difficult to find, and you don’t have to have money to buy them.

Bought. If one hundred and eighty books are placed in a study room, it will be enough to make the owner proud.

But here, there is a wall full of books...

Ye Qinglan deeply lamented that her trip was not in vain. Just standing in front of the bookshelf and browsing casually was enough to make people happy and forget to leave. Even if Gu Xinian got angry when he found out that she had entered the study without permission, it was still worth it!

Seeing Ye Qinglan's expression of amazement, the boy couldn't help but puff up his chest proudly: "There are many ancient books in the young master's study, and I can't find them even if I try to find them in the market!"

Ye Qinglan was not stingy with her words of praise: "Yes, I really opened my eyes today."

No man, young or old, would be able to resist such a sincere and lovely smile. The boy couldn't help but say a few more words: "The young master has a rich collection of books, and there are always people who come to borrow them. The young master never borrows them.

"

This is not surprising. Gu Xinian seems to be easy-going, but in fact, he is not like that at all. Although Gu Xinian is very good at pretending, some small details cannot be hidden from a discerning person like her. He is extremely wary and it is extremely difficult to get close to him.



In the huge study room, there were only Gu Xiyu and Ye Qinglan, plus this young man. Mo Xiang, Ruixue and the other maids were all waiting outside the study in a smart manner.

Ye Qinglan finally withdrew her gaze reluctantly.

Gu Xiyu didn't show any impatience after waiting for so long. Seeing that Ye Qinglan finally came to her senses, she said, "Follow me." After saying that, she walked to the middle of the other wall and stretched out her hand to push.

Only then did Ye Qinglan discover that there was a door on that wall. But the door was very delicately made and the same pink and white color as the wall. When she came in just now, she was only reading a book and didn't notice that there was a door here.

What will be in this room?

Ye Qinglan followed Gu Xiyu in curiously.

This room is slightly smaller than the study room next door, and contains several large wooden boxes. They should contain things like paintings and calligraphy.

There were only two paintings hanging on the wall. As soon as she saw the signature, Ye Qinglan was so excited that she couldn't help herself: "Cousin Xiyu, these are paintings by Wu Daozi and Zhan Ziqian!" She had always dreamed of seeing the original painting with her own eyes!

Compared to Ye Qinglan's excitement, Gu Xiyu's reaction was much duller.

Of course. I have seen so many calligraphy and paintings like this since I was a child, and no matter how beautiful and beautiful they are, I still feel numb!

Ye Qinglan stood in front of the two paintings for a long time, still reluctant to move. Although Gu Xiyu was very patient, seeing her like this, he couldn't help but tug at her sleeves.

There are a lot of these calligraphy and painting boxes, and I want to read them slowly later.

Ye Qinglan was immersed in great happiness and joy, and did not realize what Gu Xiyu meant for a moment. Gu Xiyu simply pulled her to one of the boxes and opened one of them. Then, the full scrolls of paintings came into view. Open one of them at will,

They are all works by very famous ancient painters.

When these are auctioned by later generations, each one is a priceless treasure.

Ye Qinglan suddenly had the urge to transform into a bandit. She really wanted to keep them all for herself...

Perhaps her eyes were too eager. Even Gu Xiyu found it funny and whispered: "Where is my brother's painting?"

Yes, didn't she come here specifically to see Gu Xinian's paintings?

Ye Qinglan calmed down and walked to the wooden shelf beside the wall with Gu Xiyu. This kind of wooden shelf was also used to store calligraphy and painting works, and even the corners were wiped clean.

Gu Xiyu picked up one of them and opened it slowly.

It was a picture of a galloping horse. Among the green mountains and green waters, a majestic white horse raised its head high and ran forward with all its strength. Its mane was blown by the biting cold wind. It seemed that it would fall out of the painting accidentally.

ran out.

So realistic!

Ye Qinglan stared at the picture of galloping horses without blinking, and said nothing for a long time. The feeling of being shocked throughout her body and mind cannot be described in words.

Gu Xiyu understands this feeling very well.

The first time she saw this picture of a galloping horse was four years ago. At that time, she was standing next to Gu Xinian, watching him paint it in one stroke without stopping. Then she said in amazement: "Okay.

lifelike!"

The eldest brother's face looked a little strange at that time, as if he was sighing and reminiscing, and he didn't speak for a long time. Then, the painting of galloping horses was put away, and no one else saw it again.

Ye Qinglan looked at it for a long time. When he raised his head again, there was some unspeakable contradiction and struggle in his eyes.

Although Gu Xiyu was simple, her mind was very delicate. She sensitively noticed that something was wrong with Ye Qinglan's mood, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Qinglan, her eyes full of questioning.

Ye Qinglan calmly smiled and said: "Cousin Gu is really a genius. I think his paintings are no worse than those famous artists."

Gu Xiyu smiled proudly and did not ask any further questions.

Ye Qinglan glanced at the galloping horse picture again, then quickly rerolled the scroll and put it back.

She couldn't look at it any longer. If she kept looking at it, she might really have the idea of ​​​​taking the painting away secretly.

Gu Xiyu was completely unaware of the conflict and struggle in her heart. She smiled and picked up another scroll and opened it. Then, Ye Qinglan looked at it intently for a long time, repeating the fierce inner struggle just now.

After reading all the paintings on the shelf, Ye Qinglan had completely fallen at Gu Xinian's feet... Don't get me wrong, she was not interested in him as a person, she was just very interested in his paintings.

After staying for a long time, it’s time to leave.

Ye Qinglan reluctantly took one last look, and was about to open her mouth to leave, when she suddenly caught sight of a scroll in the corner.

There is something strange about that scroll. It is not rolled up well like other scrolls, but is spread out. It seems that it was randomly thrown into the corner after being read by someone. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.

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