Master and Bandit Commander

25

Early the next morning, Chu Liuxiang woke up Ye Changsheng, who was reluctant to moan and chirp and didn't want to get up, and then groomed and dressed for breakfast with ease.He is really getting more and more comfortable doing these things now, no worse than those maids.

After breakfast, he took people to find Shen Rushan, and usually at this time he would drink tea in the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

At the same time, in the small pavilion, Shen Qing pestered her father early in the morning to act like a spoiled child: "Daddy, Daddy, promise me! I want to marry Shengsheng!"

Shen Ru's head grew bigger, and he scolded softly: "Don't mess around! Didn't you say you liked your Brother Chu before, and clamored to marry him, why did you change your mind in just one night?"

Shen Qing tilted her head and thought for a while, then said dissatisfied: "Yesterday was yesterday, today is today, it's different! Besides, brother Chu is so old, and he always doesn't come to see me. I don't like him anymore. I It was love at first sight for Shengsheng! Dad, you don’t know that he is so smart and can do everything! Compared with him, Big Brother Chu is just a vulgar person, who can neither paint nor read poetry!"

This is all about what, Shen Rushan refused with a sullen face: "Father forbid. That kid looks short-lived and ugly, you give up on it."

Hearing that he was so cruel, Shen Qing quit: "I don't want it! I just like Shengsheng! Shengsheng also taught me to write, play chess and draw, and he can read poems! I just like him!"

Shen Rushan's brain hurts from her quarrels, Qingqing is spoiled by him, and the endless quarrels must achieve their goals.

The two were confronting each other, and Chu Liuxiang brought Ye Changsheng over.Today Chang Sheng wore a bright yellow gown, from a distance he looked as cute as a chick.

Shen Qing saw him from a long distance, and rushed out as soon as his eyes lit up: "Shengsheng! You came so early?"

Ye Changsheng got up early and was still in a daze. Chu Liuxiang fed him breakfast one mouthful at a time. Shen Qing threw him over and couldn't stand still. Fortunately, Chu Liuxiang hugged him in time so he didn't fall.

"Qingqing, Changsheng will play with you later, you let him rest." Chu Liuxiang persuaded the impatient little girl with nice words.

Seeing that Ye Changsheng's eyes were blank and unfocused, Shen Qing asked Chu Liuxiang a little at a loss: "Brother Chu, why doesn't Shengsheng seem to know me?"

Speaking of this, Chu Liuxiang was also very helpless. He found that as long as he went to bed late at night and was woken up in the morning, there was almost half an hour of blank period in the middle. Changsheng was in this ignorant state, and no one would recognize No one paid attention, the whole person just looked like a wandering soul.If someone took the opportunity to pinch his face and rub his hands, he wouldn't react at all, and he would do whatever he asked obediently and honestly.

"Hmph!" Seeing his daughter wandering around that boy, Shen Rushan's mood became even worse, "Come to bother me early in the morning, Chu Liuxiang, you are so brave!"

Chu Liuxiang, who was shot inexplicably, touched his nose, "Brother Shen, you forgot that you asked me to come to you this morning last night."

Shen Rushan was dumb, thinking for a long time, as if he did say that when he was drunk yesterday.However, not only did he not apologize, but his tone became even more gloomy, "Then why are you here now? It's already so hot!"

Shen Qing glanced at her father in disgust, and said, "Father, the sun has just risen."

Shen Rushan, who was slapped in the face, felt overwhelmed. Chu Liuxiang was afraid that he would not answer any of his questions if he got angry today, so she hurriedly took Ye Changsheng over and sat down: "It's all my fault anyway, Brother Shen, don't be angry. .”

Hearing his apology, Shen Rushan, who had finally found the steps, let out a cold snort, and sat down.Chu Liuxiang took the peach blossom cakes on the table and stuffed them into Ye Changsheng's hands, "Have some snacks."

Ye Changsheng obediently took a bite and chewed silently. Shen Qing saw it and hurried to sit beside him.

"Brother Shen, have you ever heard of that place in Pingzhou?" Chu Liuxiang was relieved seeing Ye Changsheng eating his snacks slowly, so he asked the purpose of his visit.

Shen Rushan glanced at him, "Are you going, or is your little friend going?"

"Of course it's Changsheng." Chu Liuxiang answered truthfully.

"I don't know." Shen Rushan replied coldly, "I've never heard of this place."

"As expected, even you don't know..." Chu Liuxiang frowned and muttered to herself.

They were talking here, and Ye Changsheng suddenly became sober over there. After chewing the snack in his mouth, he looked at a painting hanging on the pavilion and said in surprise, "Huh? Why is my painting here?"

Hearing his voice, Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Are you awake?

Ye Changsheng nodded and pointed, "Isn't that my painting?"

Chu Liuxiang saw that Shen Rushan had always been fond of collecting calligraphy and paintings. Whenever he saw good works outside, he would spend a lot of money to buy them. Whether it was from a great Confucianist or a poor scholar, as long as the writing was good, he was willing to take it.And because he can't do calligraphy and painting himself, he has always treated these people with courtesy.

Therefore, it is very common for calligraphy and paintings to be hung in the pavilion. Chu Liuxiang stared at the picture of white plums for a long time. The painting is very vivid, and the painting is very good.

"I drew this one when I was 13 years old." Ye Changsheng thought for a while, then nodded with certainty, "That's right, I was 13 years old. It was snowing heavily in the capital at that time, and the white plum tree in my yard It bloomed overnight, and everyone said it was an auspicious omen, and I liked it when I saw it, so I drew it."

"Really?" Chu Liuxiang was very surprised, he didn't expect him to have such a talent.

Shen Rushan usually likes to play and appreciate this painting alone, otherwise he wouldn't hang it in the courtyard where he often stays.Every time he sits and looks at a painting alone, he always feels that the person who painted this painting must be a high-spirited, clean-cut hermit, just like him, who doesn't like the hustle and bustle of the world and sees through the prosperity of the world, as if the soul is detached.So he admired the owner of the painting very much, and he took him as a confidant in his heart, and even thought about drinking with that person for three days.

Now, he glanced at Ye Changsheng, who was sitting across from him, holding peach blossom cakes with a stupid expression, and there was still sugar residue on his mouth, and instantly felt disillusioned for many years.Therefore, he said angrily: "Nonsense! How can you, a child with a yellow mouth, be the owner of this painting!"

"It's true!" Ye Changsheng argued, "I really drew it. If you don't believe me, you can look at the small seal in the corner. It's me!"

Chu Liuxiang stood up and walked over. After searching for a while, she finally found a small red seal next to the tree trunk in the lower right corner. Because part of it was covered by black ink, she couldn't see it clearly.

The seal is also very interesting, it is not someone's name, but a fat and round little phoenix.

"That was the seal my second sister engraved for me. I liked it so much at the time, and carried it with me everywhere." Ye Changsheng said proudly.

Shen Rushan fell silent, he looked at the painting in silence, then turned to look at Ye Changsheng, his face turned blue with anger.

Shen Qing also ran over to look at it for a long time. Although she didn't really understand the charm of this painting, but based on the idea that the person she likes is good for everything, she also followed her face with admiration: "Shengsheng is so amazing! The painting is really good. Well, my dad likes this painting the most!"

Chu Liuxiang also smiled and praised without hesitation: "The painting is really good."

Being praised fiercely, Ye Changsheng's little vanity was satisfied, and he was so shy that he didn't know where to hide.

Shen Qing ran over and sat down, holding her face full of stars: "Shengsheng, besides writing and drawing, what else can you do?"

Ye Changsheng thought for a while and answered: "I can also play the flute. My elder brother, second brother and sister all said that I am good at playing the flute. Listen to me for three days. However, they said that playing the flute will tire me, so I play the flute on weekdays." Try not to let me touch it."

Upon hearing that he can also play the flute, Shen Qing clapped her hands happily: "Great! My dad can also play the flute, and he plays it very well. Usually, that bamboo flute is always with you. Daddy, quickly take it out to Sheng Sheng, try it."

The precious girl turned around and sold herself, Shen Rushan was heartbroken, and refused to give it a cold face.

Seeing her father not cooperating, Shen Qing started to fuss, "Daddy, don't be stingy, just lend Shengsheng a while!"

After all, Shen Rushan couldn't overcome his beloved daughter's prayers, so he endured for a long time and still took out the bamboo bamboo around his waist, and Shen Qing handed it to Ye Changsheng with hands like presenting treasures.

Although he was not happy, Shen Rushan would not admit that he actually had some expectation in his heart, that a child who could draw so well would definitely be good at blowing flute.

Then he was slapped in the face by the magic sound.

Chu Liuxiang shook his hand holding the teacup, and he didn't care when the hot tea splashed on his hand.

He watched Ye Changsheng seriously blowing the bamboo flute, and the waves in his heart were already overwhelming.

It's unbelievable that such a hoarse and hoarse song was played by the soft and cute Ye Changsheng.

And Shen Rushan and Shen Qing's father and daughter were already stunned, probably because they had never heard anyone play such an ugly tune.

Ye Changsheng didn't realize how much noise he was making, and finished playing Yangchun Baixue seriously, then turned to look at Chu Liuxiang, looking forward to praise.

Chu Liuxiang looked at his little face eager for praise for a long while, and decisively betrayed her conscience, "The tune played by Chang Sheng...um...it's really...extraordinary."

Shen Qing also came back to her senses, and applauded: "Shengsheng is very good at playing! Better than my dad!"

Shen Rushan looked at his daughter and friends in disbelief and said nonsense, "Are you all deaf? This can also be called a tune!? The old country woman can blow leaves better than him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qing stepped on him under the table.

"Shengsheng, don't listen to my dad's nonsense, you can brag!" Shen Qing gave her dad a sneaky look, and smiled at Ye Changsheng.

Shen Rushan was treated unfairly, and he couldn't say anything after hearing such an ugly tune, so he stood up and left angrily.

Ye Changsheng sat there in embarrassment, and asked uneasily, "Am I really playing badly?" No one had ever said such a thing to him before, but now seeing Shen Rushan's reaction, he began to feel suspicious.

Seeing his sad and apprehensive face, Chu Liuxiang poured him a cup of tea to coax him: "No, the song is very nice. Don't you believe Brother Chu's words?"

"I believe." Ye Changsheng nodded, and was fed a sip of tea, "But Mr. Shen said..."

"My father is not in a good mood recently, so don't argue with him." Shen Qing also echoed.

The two comforted Ye Changsheng with each other, and finally succeeded in misleading him, "It's not that I play badly, but because Mr. Shen doesn't know how to appreciate it."

So Ye Changsheng, who was finally relieved, was happy again: "My father and the others also said that I played well, how about I play another song?"

Chu Liuxiang froze, took a sip of tea calmly, then put the bamboo Xiao on a chair out of Ye Changsheng's reach, and coaxed gently: "Come and taste this wine-stuffed osmanthus cake, it's brother Shen's best dessert , Blowing the flute is a physical labor, what will you do if you get tired later. Be good, be obedient."

Ye Changsheng, who was successfully distracted by something to eat, lowered his head and focused on eating snacks.

But Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, but she also sighed in her heart. The Ye family was reluctant to hit their baby bumps, so they could only try to deceive them, but they really couldn't stand the magic sound filling their ears, so they changed their ways to keep going. Letting his hands touch the flute, it was really hard for them.

Three days around the beam... In a sense, this word is also correct.