He was a little unsure. There were also several demon clan scholars in Taiyue College. Compared with other sects, Taixueyuan was very eclectic in recruiting disciples. As long as they passed the test of Taixueyuan, they could become Taixue scholars.
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Therefore, there are many women in Taiyuan College, accounting for about half. After leaving Taiyuan College, these women often serve as officials in various places, and many women enter the army and become generals.
However, judging from the books behind this cute little girl, the books are neatly folded and not messy. This is Hu Ling'er's usual style.
However, Hu Ling'er doesn't know a single Chinese character, so it's impossible for him to carry a stack of books with him wherever he goes. This is not the little demon fox's style.
The little girl didn't see him, and parted ways with the other scholars. Instead of going to Shentong Residence, she went down the mountain. Qin Mu waited outside Zhenyuan Hall for a while, but no one came out.
"Yuxiu said that Ling'er was attending a lecture in the Zhenyuan Hall. She was not there, so it must be the little girl just now. Has she transformed?"
Qin Mu was startled: "The demon spirit king of Da Rui deserves to be damned. Ling'er is so young, and he wants to marry her and become his wife."
He walked down the mountain, wondering: "If it's Ling'er, where will she go if she doesn't return to Shentong Residence?"
He quietly followed up, and saw the little girl with three tails jumping all the way to the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly she fell to the ground with an ouch, then crawled forward two steps on her hands and feet, and her three tails swayed.
He stood up, took two tentative steps, and then fell to the ground with an ouch.
Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he saw the little girl glance around, and when she saw no one around, she ran forward on her hands and knees, standing on tiptoes, her little hands and feet barely touching the ground, and she still skipped and walked, with her three tails dangling.
He walked away looking very proud and proud.
She must have transformed recently and has not yet adapted to walking on two legs, so she occasionally stumbles when walking like a human.
She is now transformed, looking like a little girl, but she can run more dexterously with her hands and feet than with two legs.
Hu Ling'er walked out of Taiyuan Academy and headed towards the city. However, there were many people outside, so she stood up again and jumped up and down, with her three tails trembling behind her to keep her balance.
Plop.
Qin Mu saw the little girl's face lying on the ground again, with only three tails standing up, and then the tails shook twitchingly and hung down.
"It's not fun to be a human being..."
The little girl grumbled and climbed up, sneaking around an old tree. A snow-white little fox walked out from the other side of the tree and ran forward quickly, dragging three long furry tails.
This time her speed was much faster, and it didn't take long before she arrived at the Qizhenyuan in the capital. On the way, she bought some wine and vegetables, packed them, and weighed some fruits.
Qizhenyuan is a second-hand market, selling antiques and cultural relics, as well as some rare treasures, spiritual weapons, and some down-and-out talents selling calligraphy, painting, ancient books, and the like.
"Is Ling'er here to sell books?"
Qin Mu was puzzled, but saw Hu Ling'er transform into a little girl with three tails when she came to the Qi Zhen Garden. She carefully shuttled among the pedestrians and used magic to hold her book and walk towards the depths of the market.
When she arrived at Calligraphy and Painting Street, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief and looked around. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she ran towards a street stall.
Behind the stall was a poor old scholar with a full beard, squatting in the corner, holding his sleeves with his hands, lowering his head and saying nothing, revealing two bright silver iron ears.
Several calligraphy and paintings were hung behind him, and several scrolls were placed on the stall in front of him. The corners of the stall were pressed with stones to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.
"Grandpa Deaf, how many calligraphy and paintings have you sold?"
After Hu Ling'er came to the stall, she put down the wine, vegetables and fruits and asked the old man.
The deaf man ate quickly without raising his head and said: "I haven't met anyone who knows the goods. You came just in time. I am about to starve to death."
"Grandpa Deaf should go to sell paintings in front of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Imperial Preceptor Yankang will definitely be willing to buy them at a high price."
When Hu Ling'er said this, she suddenly remembered and said angrily: "The Imperial Master of Yankang has no money. His wife gave birth and gave birth to a son. She ordered Mr. Fu to send an invitation to the young master. I went there when the young master was not at home. The Imperial Master of Yankang had no money."
I was not at home either, and the wedding banquet was very shabby, and the soup was watery. The two of them were so hungry that they had nothing to eat. They said that the Imperial Guard was at war and the treasury did not have much money, so the Imperial Guard donated his savings. I was temporarily
I felt soft-hearted, so I gave my wife a big red envelope, and she pestered me to ask her son to recognize the young master as his godfather... Later, the emperor heard about it, and the palace was frugal and saved some money, so that mother and son could feed themselves."
The deaf man said: "A gentleman is poor, but a villain is extremely poor. Imperial Master Yankang is really my close friend."
Hu Ling'er curled her lips.
The deaf man took out some paper and said: "I wrote some words with dotted lines, you can just copy them."
The little girl spread the paper on the ground and planned to pick up the pen and lick the ink. The deaf man quickly said: "Don't use ink, just use the pen to write along the dotted lines. This will save you more times. I'll take a look at these books of yours first.
I’ll explain it to you.”
Hu Ling'er sat on her knees and copied the deaf man's words very seriously.
"Buy a painting."
When Hu Ling'er heard this voice, she couldn't help being surprised and happy. She quickly raised her head and saw a young man standing in front of the stall!
"Master!"
The little girl jumped up and threw herself into Qin Mu's arms. Just as Qin Mu hugged her, the little girl turned into a white fox again, emerged from his arms and wrapped around his neck.
She jumped up too hastily and knocked over Deafie's ink, staining several pieces of paper. Deafie quickly cleaned it up and complained: "Ling'er, you are so naughty. I bought these pieces of paper with money, and now they are stained."
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"Deaf Grandpa!"
Qin Mu laughed loudly, picked up the deaf man involuntarily, and tightened the hoop with force. The deaf man was a little uncomfortable, so he broke free and said calmly: "Here we come."
"The village chief's grandpa is here too!" Qin Mu said excitedly.
The deaf man's face turned dark and he hummed: "He ran out too? Could it be that he was just seeing my joke?"
Qin Mu knew that he had a strong self-esteem, so he smiled and said: "The village chief is now at Taiyuan University. Grandpa Deaf will close the stall and follow me to Taiyuan University."
The deaf man shook his head: "I can make a living by selling my paintings, and you don't need to support me. In two months, I will start preparing New Year's goods. If I paint door gods, I will definitely be able to sell them."
Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took off the fox Ling'er that was leaning against his neck, held it in his arms and gently touched her little head, and said with a smile: "Ling'er is learning to read from the deaf grandpa? It's in the book.
Do you recognize all the characters?"
Hu Ling'er turned into a little girl again, and said with a sweet smile: "I know everything, but the meaning is not easy to understand. These days, I often run over and ask my deaf grandpa to teach me."
Qin Mu put her down, his eyes flashed, and said: "It's not possible for Deaf Grandpa to sell calligraphy and painting like this. There are not many people who know the goods. Moreover, there has been a war recently, calligraphy and painting were prosperous, and gold was in trouble. In the past two years, there have been successive disasters, and there are not many rich people.
.If you want to sell it, you have to use some means."
He put away all the calligraphy and paintings of the deaf man, put them aside, and started painting.
As he painted, butterflies flew up from the paper and flew around the stall. Then sparrows flew out and chirped, attracting passers-by to watch and marvel.
Qin Mu kept painting, but he saw more and more birds flying out of the paper, sparrows flying, and a big swan fluttering its wings out from the paper. Its wings were spread out seven or eight feet long, and it was surrounded by a vast sea.
exclamation.
The deaf man sneered and said: "Showing off! I'm not the blind man's slut. I don't need to show off like this. He who knows the goods will naturally know the goods. If you don't know the goods, I won't sell it to him!"
Qin Mu turned a deaf ear, and another colorful phoenix flew out of the paper, flying back and forth in the calligraphy and painting street, attracting more pedestrians.
Qin Mu picked up his brush and drew a door god. The door god actually jumped out of the painting. He was so tall and majestic that everyone had to retreat!
"You're not ready yet!"
The deaf man became more and more angry as he watched. He snatched the pen from his hand and drew a picture of the door god with the pen. Immediately, the majesty of a god and a demon burst out, suppressing everyone on the street and kept retreating. Only a god with a height of more than a hundred feet was seen.
He stood up from the paper, with red phoenix eyes, a curly beard, and a magic sword resting on the crook of his elbow.
"This is the door god!"
The deaf man raised his pen and touched it, and the door god suddenly fell down with a swipe, still falling on the paper, lifelike. At this time, all the butterflies, birds, and phoenix door gods painted by Qin Mu turned into pieces of ink and fell.
Which one is higher and which one is lower is clear at a glance!
Qin Mu admired, and there was a chorus of admiration all around. When someone came up to buy the picture of the door god and asked for a price, the price drove the deaf man out of his mind. He had been selling paintings here for more than two months, and if Hu Ling'er hadn't discovered him, he would have almost lost his mind.
Starving to death, I never expected that the price of the first painting I sold would be so astonishing.
Hu Ling'er was also shocked and quickly stepped forward to bargain. The price was many times more expensive than ambergris, which was staggering.
A painting by a deaf person is enough to last a lifetime.
Hu Ling'er sold the picture of the door god, collected the money, and immediately rolled up Deaf Man's other paintings. Qin Mu opened the Taotie bag, and the little girl stuffed Deaf Man's paintings into the Taotie bag.
The two of them looked at each other and blinked, understanding each other.
It's a rare thing to live in, but if you sell too many of it, it won't be worth anything.
Qin Mu pulled the deaf man out and said with a smile: "Grandpa Deaf, now that you have money, we will buy good fabrics and make you some new sets of clothes. We will have a good meal and then go back to see the village chief. There is one more thing.
The thing is, I saw a completely different way of painting from yours on the boat in Wuyou Township. You paint the world and let everything come out of the painting, but the way of painting in Wuyou Township is the world in the painting."
The deaf man was not willing to follow him at first, but when he heard the words, he was immediately moved and said: "The world in the painting? Is there such a way of painting? Please tell me in detail!"
Qin Mu went to the cloth store and bought good quality cloth, cut it himself, and made several sets of clothes for the deaf man. He then took out a butcher knife and shaved his beard and trimmed his hair. He dressed the old man up neatly and brightly, and then took them back to Taipei.
Academy, said: "If Grandpa Deaf can combine the painting methods of the world in the painting, he will definitely be able to go one step further. This time the Imperial Master asked me to forge the sun-shooting cannon, and I also need Grandpa Deaf's paintbrush. First, I can draw a sun-shooting cannon.
Come!"
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