Transformation of the slag prince plan

The majestic Prince Chu really couldn't understand Fan Yi's behavior of asking for money first, and even found it unreasonable.

How can such an outstanding young man be a vulgar Aduwu when he opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut?

Even when Fan Yi mentioned that he wanted to double the salary, he had already felt it.Ji Lanshu couldn't help sizing up the person in front of him carefully, and thought to himself: Such behavior really hurts his good looks!

A handsome and talented young man should be flamboyant and flamboyant in fresh clothes.Instead of being like a philistine businessman, worrying about this meager income-how much money can you make by painting for others?It's only a few hundred taels if you're exhausted, and you have to be a famous painter!

Ji Lanshu's phoenix eyes sank slightly, and with an indescribable feeling in his heart, he took out a delicate purse from his bosom, handed it to Fan Yi, and said, "Mr. Fan, please don't be too little."

Fan Yi kept trying to maintain a smile on his face. When he saw Ji Lanshu handing over the purse, he reached out to take it without hesitation.

As soon as he took the purse, Fan Yi realized that it was quite heavy.Regardless of the people on the other side still watching, he opened his purse, took out two taels of silver, and returned the purse.

He made it clear that he only accepts the negotiated price - one tael of silver for his paintings, and twice as much for the current paintings.

This caused a flash of admiration in Prince Chu's eyes. He loves money but is not greedy for money, which does not insult the integrity of scholars.

Ji Lanshu didn't look at the purse that was pushed in front of him, but said, "Then there will be Mr. Lao Xiaofan."

Fan Yi nodded, stood up and was about to look for Shopkeeper Fang, when he saw the old man coming out of the room carrying a tray, followed by a little Fang Yi.

The shopkeeper poured tea for the two of them, and then explained the reason for his delay—a sudden thunder sounded, which frightened his grandson very much, and he came out after he had calmed him down.

Fan Yi hurriedly said: "It's okay."

Ji Lanshu didn't speak, but her eyes swept towards Fan Yi intentionally or unintentionally, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

After Fan Yi noticed it, he knew that the prince was laughing at him, and immediately turned cold.He turned to the shopkeeper and said, "Treasurer Fang, please prepare paper and pens, as well as a lamp."

He wants to finish the painting as soon as possible, and then leave immediately!

Shopkeeper Fang went away in response, and quickly prepared all the things Fan Yi wanted, and put them on a large table.

Fan Yi stopped talking, walked over directly, picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink that had been ground in the inkstone, and started to swish it.

Ji Lanshu also walked over and stood by his side to watch.

It was still raining heavily outside, with no sign of letting up.The room was dark, except for the candles on the desk.Once the teenager starts, he concentrates on it and is not moved by external objects.

The candlelight illuminated his eyebrows like distant mountains, his big and clear almond eyes, and the long eyelashes cast a row of shadows. Every time the boy blinked, the eyelashes trembled accordingly. Lips, all of which show his concentration and the vigor unique to a teenager.

Ji Lanshu knew that there had been a "beauty under the lamp" since ancient times, but he didn't expect that he would be attracted to it one day.

Fan Yi under the lamp was very quiet, and he was waving the pen smoothly, leaving ink marks on the rice paper.

He looked deeply at the young man, and described his face inch by inch with his gaze, only to feel his heart beating uncontrollably.He couldn't help thinking: Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing if he kept this lovely person by his side?

Fan Yi had no idea what the people standing beside him were thinking. In fact, he didn't even notice who was standing beside him.

Whenever Fan Yi concentrates on doing something, he will immerse himself in it until it is completed.

The sound of the rain outside the window gradually decreased, and finally stopped silently.

Fan Yi finally stopped writing. He stared at the drawn picture carefully for a moment, showing a satisfied smile.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he met a deep gaze.

Facing the ignorant gaze of Lord Scumbag, Fan Yi frowned imperceptibly, although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't want to delve into it.He moved the painting in front of Ji Lanshu, and said directly: "Young master, the painting is finished, please take a look at it. If you are dissatisfied, please point it out, and I will modify it at my discretion."

Only then did Ji Lanshu look away from the boy's face and look at the painting in front of him.Seeing this, his eyes widened again.

On the six-foot-long rice paper, pavilions and towers are looming in a corner of the painting, and sky lanterns are hung under the high eaves, and the shimmering light shines on the active spring not far away, sparkling.The water flows gracefully through the courtyard and flows towards the small lotus lake.There are also two lanterns hanging in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. There is a person sitting by the stone table. Upon closer inspection, this person has clear facial features, which are seven or eight points like Chu Wangye. He is holding a wine glass in his forehand and drinking by himself.The stars in the sky fell on the lake, reflecting the whole lake beautifully.

It was the first time Ji Lanshu saw such a painting, his eyes were full of amazement.

Fan Yi could draw the layout of the Qiuhua Garden exactly after listening to his rough explanation!

If Ji Lanshu hadn't been very sure that this was the second time he had seen the boy, and his palace was far away in Jiangcheng, he might have suspected that Fan Yi had been to Qiuhua Garden without his knowledge.

It can be seen how talented the young man is!

Fan Yi looked at Ji Lanshu's jaw-dropping expression, and felt indifferent.

People in the world pay attention to artistic conception when painting, but Fan Yi is different. He painted a corner of the garden with the effect similar to that of a black and white photo.Realistic, precise, and aesthetically pleasing.

Ji Lanshu was still looking at the painting, Fan Yi was not in a hurry, he put the pen in the basin beside him and washed it slowly.

The silence in the bookstore spread, until Ji Lanshu finally spoke out, he said: "Mr. Xiao Fan is indeed a great talent, this painting is very suitable for me, it only sells for two taels of silver, it is really a bit of a disadvantage, it is better to take this money I, I admire Mr. Xiao Fan's painting skills very much, and I hope I can ask Mr. Fan to paint for me next time." As he spoke, he placed the purse that he had brought over at Fan Yi's hand again.

Fan Yi didn't even look at the purse, just twitched the corners of his mouth, barely showing a smile, "Thank you, my lord, but I have limited energy, and the provincial exam is coming up, I need to study carefully, I'm afraid I will disappoint my lord's kindness."

Ji Lanshu almost believed Fan Yi's serious refusal, and then thought that the time limit for opening the autumn chamber was only a few days away, and the boy was still standing here, which meant that he would not take the provincial examination this year at all!

No matter how much Fan Yi's appearance pleases Ji Lanshu, no matter how talented Fan Yi is, but he refuses again and again, which makes Ji Lanshu extremely unhappy!

Looking at Ji Lanshu's gloomy face, Fan Yi felt extremely happy.Without waiting for anyone to say anything, he quickly continued: "The painting is finished, Xiaosheng will leave now."

Yes, he didn't even want to say "there will be a period later" to that scumbag.

Fan Yi turned his head and signaled to the shopkeeper standing aside to bring his grandson over. As soon as the child came to his side, Fan Yi took the child's hand and left the bookstore without looking back.

Ji Lanshu was furious at the young man's behavior. He watched the man walk out with a child, then turned his head and stared at the shopkeeper coldly.

Shopkeeper Fang was still looking at the two people who were drifting away, and sighed: "Mr. Fan is really good at teaching children, but it's a pity that he left too early. No matter how smart Mr. Xiao Fan is, no one can teach him. I don't know what will happen!"

With a flash in Ji Lanshu's eyes, he barely suppressed his anger and asked, "Mr. Fan? Which Mr. Fan?"

Is it...as he guessed before?

The shopkeeper looked regretful, and sighed: "Mr. Fan's name is Fan Shiying. He was the only champion in our town for 20 years. Last year, he saved a young boy from a frightened horse and died unfortunately. Mr. Fan is righteous! It's just a pity... "

When Ji Lanshu heard this, the guess in his heart was confirmed.He thought of what he saw when he went to visit his benefactor—the benefactor's house, although the house was neat and not in any dilapidated condition, but Mrs. Fan was plainly dressed and there were no servants in the house, he suddenly understood the situation of the young man.

Forget it, what's the matter with the boy, let alone he is really the son of a benefactor.

Since the young man is in a difficult situation, it is better to help him more.

Just thinking of the undisguised alienation and hostility of the young man towards him, Ji Lanshu was rarely troubled.

Even if he raised his thin lips again, with his methods, he might not be able to subdue a boy who grew up in a town?