Farming and reading lady

The Grand Minister of Agriculture was not a man who could not afford to lose face. When he saw the scrolls in the arms of the other two, he wanted to take a look. He was an old man, and it was not a big deal for him to look at the portrait of a little girl of his granddaughter's generation, so he just wanted to take a look.

There was no choice but Fu Yujing and Ming Zhenzhu reluctantly opened the paintings in their arms.

"Hiss", Da Si Nong took a breath of cold air. What should he do? His heart was broken. He didn't know if he could snatch it back if he fought with Tong Xiaozi.

Young Prince Mingxiao's eyes were also filled with amazement. The person who could be praised by his father was indeed not an ordinary person.

"Little girl, don't you know to respect the elderly and love the young? How could you do such a thing to bully me? Oh, my heart is broken." The Minister of Agriculture covered his chest with his hands, looking heartbroken as if his heart was broken into eight pieces.

Gu Xixian was confused: What on earth did I do?

Seeing her dazed look, the Minister of Agriculture acted even more vigorously: "Oh my, this old man is so pitiful. She doesn't even listen to what he says. Your Majesty, this old minister is useless."

Everyone: The emperor can use it this way? I have learned something new.

The emperor, who was having his meal far away in the palace, uttered "ah-ju" several times in a row. He wondered which of his beloved concubines missed him.

Young Prince Mingxiao: The gossips in the capital are so secretive that even the gossip that the Grand Minister of Agriculture loves to play up has not been leaked?

"Old man, what do you want? Isn't it okay for me to do as you say?" Gu Xixian was speechless. Wouldn't he be stripped of his official position if he couldn't get the emperor out like this?

The Grand Minister of Agriculture suddenly changed from being depressed by sadness to being energetic: "You said this yourself, I didn't force you to do it."

Gu Xixian nodded and said, "This is more terrifying than pussy, okay?"

"Draw me a portrait like theirs." The Grand Minister of Agriculture pointed at Fu Yujing and Ming Zhenzhu and said, "Draw me as handsome, elegant, and sage-like."

I omitted a hundred words of self-praise, and the three people beside me were beating their foreheads and shouting in their hearts: "Is this you? Is this still you in the painting? You are going in the wrong direction, don't you know? I really want to give you a mirror right now, so that you can see how obscene your expression is now?"

It's not that Da Si Nong didn't see the indescribable expressions of the people around him, but what does other people's twitching have to do with him? He felt that his description was absolutely correct, and these words were just right for him, quite...

Gu Xixian didn't think much of it. Looking closely, he found that the bone structure of the Great Minister of Agriculture was still in good shape. Although he was older and had more wrinkles now, one could still tell that he must have been a young man full of vigor and vitality in the past.

"Okay, but it's getting late today, can we paint it tomorrow?" The old man performed so hard, just wanting her to paint a picture, she felt ashamed, how could she refuse.

"Well, okay, but you have to paint one more for me to show my different styles." The Grand Minister of Agriculture didn't think there was anything wrong with adding one more painting every night. He thought it was perfectly normal.

"Okay." Gu Xixian agreed. She felt that the more she said in front of this old man, the more mistakes she would make, so she might as well agree.

The Grand Minister of Agriculture left with his hands behind his back, satisfied.

Ming Zhenzhu patted her chest and said, "This old man is so scary, and his mouth is so... Isn't he afraid of being blamed by the higher-ups?"

She pointed her finger to the sky, saying that even her old man didn't dare to use the name carelessly.

"It's the first time I know this too." Fu Yujing also breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at Prince Mingxiao, only to see him shaking his head: "This is my first time seeing this, too."

"Hasn't it always been like this?" Gu Xixian found it funny. This old man had been like this since she first met him.

The three of them widened their eyes and quickly explained to her the normal behavior of the Grand Minister of Agriculture.

Hearing Gu Xixian laughing, it seemed that the old man was very relaxed in front of her.

The sky was painted red and golden by the sunset glow, and occasionally a returning bird flew across the sky, making a low cry. A guard came over and urged them to hurry up and reach the post station ahead before dark, otherwise they would have to stay in the wild. After thanking the young prince Mingxiao, Gu Xixian and the other two returned to their respective carriages.

After getting on the carriage, Mother Wang took the painting from her hand and put it away. Mrs. Tong pulled her to sit down and said distressedly, "You can paint for so long, don't you want your eyes anymore?"

"Hehe, everyone was in high spirits, so they painted more." Actually, it was not that bad. In her previous life, when she was in a good mood, she also painted overnight.

"You." Mrs. Tong tapped her forehead and said nothing more. She just told Mother Wang to squeeze a towel for her to apply.

In this way, the few of them painted all the way until they entered the city gate. Except for the Grand Minister of Agriculture who wanted to show his different styles and strongly requested to increase the number of paintings to five, the other three people each got two portraits of themselves, as well as Gu Xixian's paintings of the daily life of Xiaoyue Bay and some small landscapes along the way.

Mrs. Tong laughed and said that she was a very prolific painter.

When they entered the gate of the capital, the people who came to pick them up had already lined up and waited. Prince Mingxiao accompanied the Minister of Agriculture back to the palace to report, and the sisters said goodbye to each other. Fu Yujing and Ming Zhenzhu were also taken back by their respective families.

Tong Mingyan happened to have a day off today, and after greeting Gu Xihao, Da Si Nong and others, he happily went to greet his wife and children (his disciple is also a child).

"Madam, you have worked hard." They looked at each other affectionately. It felt like a new marriage after a long separation. He really missed his wife.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master's wife. I am grateful for your care." Gu Xihao also bowed.

Mrs. Tong raised her hand, her expression becoming a little lighter: "We are one family, why are you talking to each other? Hao'er is too polite."

Gu Xixian, who had greeted Tong Mingyan, quickly interrupted: "That's right, brother, Master's wife is the same as A Niang, why are you so polite?"

As he spoke, he leaned on the hand of his teacher's wife and acted like a spoiled child: "Teacher's wife, I'm hungry. Can we go to East Street to eat wontons?"

The teacher and his wife are eager for them to get close. Brother, what a mouth you have. Is this for your sake? You are the guy who makes the conversation awkward.

Tong Mingyan and his wife looked at each other and smiled: "Okay, let's go eat wontons."

No wonder everyone says daughters are the sweetest little cotton-padded jackets. Sons, you can ignore them.

The neglected Gu Xihao followed silently behind. He could never be as warm and enthusiastic as his sister. Alas, this might be what his sister meant by low emotional intelligence.

The place to eat wontons on East Street was not a roadside snack stand, but a well-known old brand in Beijing, called "Xiangyunju". Although it was not meal time, Xiangyunju was still full of guests. Several people did not ask for a private room, but found a table in the lobby to sit down.

"Sister Xueruo and her husband are in such good spirits that they are actually sitting in the lobby and having fun with the people." The voice was very soft, but why did it carry such a strong sense of sarcasm?

Gu Xixian looked up curiously, and saw a bright lady staring at her sharply, which made her shudder. Why did she see hatred and hostility in her eyes? When had an eight-year-old kid, whom she had never met, ever offended her?

"Greetings, Princess Xianyun." As if they didn't hear the sarcasm and condescension in her words, Tong Mingyan and his wife stood up and saluted. Gu Xixian and his sister followed suit.

"Sister Xueruo, don't bring just any cats or dogs with you. Be careful of fleas." Princess Xianyun snorted coldly and left with her followers without waiting for their reply.

Damn it, is this a psychopath? Can a princess just jump out of nowhere and act like a big shot?

"Teacher, have we ever offended her?" Gu Xihao wondered where this inexplicable hostility came from.

"Ignore her, she's a lunatic who has fits from time to time." Tong Mingyan didn't say anything. Mrs. Tong asked them to sit down, "Don't let irrelevant people affect your mood. Waiter, bring four bowls of wontons."

Since the master's wife said it didn't matter, the two of them didn't take it to heart. Eating is the most important thing in the world, and the rest can be dealt with later.