Farming and reading lady

Seeing her curious face, Fu Yujing and Ming Zhenzhu told her the speculations circulating in the capital about Xianqing Jushi. Most people speculated that he was an old man, while some speculated that he was a leisurely and carefree middle-aged uncle. However, no one would have thought that Xianqing Jushi would be a little girl with yellow hair.

Ming Zhenzhu giggled foolishly: "My grandfather likes Xianqing Jushi's paintings very much. He said that this is a person who truly loves life, and he always regrets that he didn't take a picture of his paintings. If I tell him that I know Xianqing Jushi, I don't know what good things I can get in exchange, hehehe..."

She felt that the feasibility of this was really huge, and it really made her excited to have a talented little sister.

Fu Yujing's eyes were also twinkling. She herself didn't have this ability, but the little sister's ability was her ability, hahahaha, in the future she would have a job that she could show off.

At their request, Gu Xixian had to add two more paintings for them. In one painting, a bright and beautiful girl with a confident and flamboyant smile on her face, like a scorching sun, blazing and shining, this is Ming Zhenzhu; in the other painting, a beautiful and dignified girl is running wantonly in the swaying grass and forest with heroic steps, and two beads of sweat on her smooth forehead are shining in the sunlight, which is a perfect portrait of Fu Yujing herself. The appearance is there, and the spirit is even more. The two pairs of eyes turned into stars.

"I'm going to take it back to my carriage and keep it as a treasure." Ming Zhenzhu carefully rolled up her painting and held it in her arms.

"Well, I have to put it away first too. Unfortunately, we didn't think of this when we came out. We didn't bring the painting box with us, so we were afraid that it would get wrinkled." Fu Yujing sighed softly.

Gu Xixian was very happy that her paintings were so cherished by her two good friends. After thinking for a while, she stood up and walked to the door of the carriage, and asked the guard driving the carriage outside: "Uncle, can you help me ask Brother Yu if he has his painting box?"

Ming Yi, who was thrown into darkness, burst into tears: I am not an uncle, I am not even twenty yet, I just have a big beard inherited from my ancestors.

Gu Xixian: I accidentally hurt a poor person, it’s a sin.

"Okay, Miss, I'll go ask the young master." Ming Yi replied loudly in the sunlight, his voice was like a bell, and Gu Xixian was frightened to the point of almost falling down. He thought to himself, it turns out that the guard uncle has a lung capacity of the sea, and this momentum...

I don’t know whether the painting box exists or not, but the young Prince Mingxiao followed, with an old man following behind him.

Gu Xixian wailed in her heart, was she going to take off her vest completely? Could she just shut him out now?

Before he could put his idea into action, the carriage curtain was lifted, and the unique magnetic voice of the Grand Minister of Agriculture followed: "What are you doing, little girl? Not only did you occupy someone else's carriage, but you also asked them to provide you with food, drink and entertainment. You are such a stinky girl who likes to take advantage of others."

Gu Xixian: No, where am I? Who are you talking about? How did her character become a scam?

Young Prince Mingxiao's face turned red. This was not what he thought. This old man always liked to talk nonsense. He was embarrassed to look at Sister Xian.

Although this pointed out that it was Gu Xixian, Ming Zhenzhu and Fu Yujing also blushed. Was the mouth of the Grand Minister of Agriculture so poisonous? How embarrassing it was for a little girl to say this.

I automatically block out words I don't like to hear. In my previous life, those parents who didn't understand me didn't say many nice things. There were also personal attacks. If I remember every word, I would be sick to death. I don't know what's wrong with this old man, Da Si Nong. Sometimes he's sunny, sometimes he's cloudy, just like he has endocrine disorder.

"Brother Yu, do you have your painting box?" The best way to regain the dominant position is to ignore irrelevant words. Gu Xixian took a breath. She was still alive. She was fine.

"Well, some are in the drawer under the table. Open it and take a look. Try to use it if you find something suitable." After being tricked by the old man, he was too embarrassed to speak. If he had known earlier, he would have asked Mingyi to convey it.

Gu Xixian was really rude. She lowered her head and found the handle of the drawer. It was filled with picture boxes of all sizes. She took out two and handed them to Fu Ming and the other man, then took out another one to put in the picture of all members.

The Grand Minister of Agriculture saw that Gu Xixian ignored him, and he was neither angry nor left. Instead, he stood aside and hummed.

"I wonder if I have the honor to see Sister Xian's masterpiece?" The young Prince Mingxiao still couldn't suppress his curiosity.

"What's the big deal? Brother Yu, just take a look." People were standing right in front of her, could she still say no? This was a bit too hypocritical. She spread the picture of all the members on the table, and as for the ones in the hands of the two friends, forget it, after all, these were private portraits drawn for them.

"What can this little girl draw?" Da Si Nong muttered as he leaned inside. He was shocked when he saw it. It was too realistic, wasn't it? He raised his sleeve to rub his eyes, turned his head to look at the people around him, and then looked at the paintings on the table. Each one of them was so realistic. Oh, this little girl was really amazing. His heart ached even more. What should he do?