Feng Lin frowned and looked at the potato and said, "This painting cannot be sold if it is dirty."

Don't see money?

Tudou said excitedly: "Then give it to me. I have an inkstone here. How about we exchange it?"

Feng Lin said without hesitation: "No."

"Alin, come and grind the ink."

At this time, a man's voice came from inside, and Feng Lin replied: "Dad, here you are."

Tudou subconsciously took a step back, Feng Lin glared at him and said, "If it weren't for the rush to work and draw, I'll ask someone to beat you out today!"

Tudou put the painting behind him and said, "I heard the injustice on the road, no, I drew my sword to help me when I saw the injustice on the road. Today I will witness it all. If I want to sue, I am willing to testify."

Feng Lin then calmed down and said, "Okay, you go quickly, so as not to cause trouble for Taining Hou people."

The girl hurried into the yard gate, and then the yard gate closed.

"Is the young man interested in Alin?"

The man next to him asked with a joking smile.

Tudou was regretting that he almost said his father's catchphrase. He heard this and shook his head quickly and said, "No, I'm here to ask about the painting."

He was afraid that he would not have enough persuasion, so he opened the painting.

"Hey! I'm dirty! The Feng family is afraid it will be a little trouble."

Tudou asked as soon as he heard this, "I happened to pass by there, and saw Feng Lin arguing with the people from the Taining Marquis' Mansion. He said that the painting must be sent tomorrow at the latest."

The man looked at the painting and frowned and said, "This landscape painting is not easy to draw. It requires spirituality. If it is not good to draw, others will not recognize it. Then the time will be unlucky."

Although Tudou has no research on painting, he knows a little bit about the difficulty of this painting.

"Uncle, can anyone in the Feng family help me talk about it?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's hard. Feng Xiang, the boss of the Feng family, is a niece of a juren, and his uncle is just a school official. How can he have room for talking in front of the Marquis of Taining?"

Tudou sighed in his heart and asked, "Uncle, is this painting used to be decorated? Why do you see the name and seal on it on the bottom? "

The man coughed dryly and said, "This... some noble people don't have time, so they ask someone to draw a few paintings. Many people know about this."

Borrow name!

When Tudou understood, he bowed his hand to express his gratitude and took the horse home.

...

During the Chinese New Year, Fangjiazhuang was peaceful everywhere. Many farmers came to the city together, and those who met potatoes on the road were all bowing.

After arriving at the village, only some elderly people took their children to play in the fields, which added a festive atmosphere.

Tudou entered the house in a daze, but was taken away by Fang Xing.

"How is Zhang Mao from your uncle's family?"

Fang Xing was wearing a cotton jacket and his hands were still in his sleeves, looking exactly like the old man in the north.

Tudou talked about his feelings for his cousin, Fang Xing pondered for a moment and said, "It will be his in the future. It seems that he has not been spoiled so much. Your cousins ​​can do it everywhere in the future."

Tudou said, "Dad, I'm a lot older."

Fang Xing said helplessly: "Your mother has been muttering since the morning that her mother's family is just a child who supports the lintel, alone and uncomfortable to see it."

Well!

Tudou understood as soon as he heard this. It was probably because Zhang Shuhui went to the British Duke's Mansion and was moved by Wu's bitterness. She wanted to ask her man and children to help her parents' nephew in the future.

Tudou said oh, saying, "Then mother asked the child to go to his uncle's house alone, just to let the younger generations walk around often."

Seeing that he understood, Fang Xing said, "Although this matter is a little bit of a plan, it is a relative at least. If you don't violate your principles, you brothers will take care of the other side at that time."

What this said, if someone who doesn’t understand is probably going to say that Fang Xing is bragging.

Do an earl dare to say that he will take care of a Duke's Mansion?

But everyone knows that unless the next generation of emperors neglects or dislikes the Fang family, the Duke of England really wants to borrow power from the Fang family.

The potato agreed and then gave up.

When he returned to his place, Tudou remembered that he hadn't seen his sister and brother just now.

"The eldest young master, the young lady and the second young master and the third young master have gone to the temple."

Worship Buddha!

Potato got to know it, and then asked the servant to retreat.

He took out the painting, thought for a long time, and then went to find Huang Zhong.

During the Chinese New Year, Huang Zhong had nothing to do. He either went out for a trip or rested at home all day, which was very free and easy.

The yard is not big, but it is very delicately tidied up, and there is even a small pool.

The two of them looked at the fish that were not moving inside by the small pond. Potato couldn't help but kick the edge of the pond.

It is probably because the raised ones are afraid of people, and the fish are still motionless, making people wonder if they are fake.

Seeing that he was a little uncomfortable, Huang Zhong smiled and said, "Has the eldest master encountered trouble?"

Tudou nodded, "Mr. Huang, there is a painter in the capital who paints the powerful and has also named the powerful. What would happen if this incident was exposed?"

Huang Zhong said without thinking: "There is no result. This kind of thing is common, as long as it is not an article, there will be nothing wrong."

If you steal other people’s articles for yourself, no matter whether you buy them or not, you will be despised and rejected by the scholars if they are spread.

"What if the painting is not satisfied with it?" Tudou continued to ask.

"It depends on who it is."

Huang Zhong thought this was a child's business, but Tudou was at the age of a time when he didn't understand the outside world, so he explained in detail.

"If a powerful man with a good reputation is naturally not too mean. At most, he will cut off contact and change to a painter. If he is a mean family, he will not be able to explain it clearly. If he is not done well, he will make money, otherwise he will deal with the painter."

“There is another kind.”

Huang Zhong and Xie Jin drank some wine at noon, and were a little drunk.

He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Some painters are very good at painting, and the powerful will recruit them, but the marquis is as deep as the sea. How dare ordinary people go? So if the powerful find a mistake to suppress him, then he can't help."

As Fang Xing’s only aide, Huang Zhong sometimes works or expresses his opinions on behalf of the Fang family, so he has seen many powerful and powerful methods.

He felt that there was nothing he could do about this kind of thing. Unless a person was killed, it would be difficult for Fang Xing to interfere.

As for potato’s troubles, he didn’t think it was a big deal.

In his speculation, Tudou must have met a painter, and then happened to encounter the powerful and powerful oppressed the painter, and his methods were somewhat despicable.

Compassion!

Huang Zhong was naturally sympathetic, so he gave Tudou an idea: "Young Master, this matter depends on who the other party is. This is not bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but based on the person's temperament, he should decide what means to help."

He knew that Fang Xing wanted to temper his son's idea, so he was not going to ask Tudou about the matter on his own initiative, and was going to ask Xiaodao who had gone out with Tudou later.

But Tudou bowed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Huang, for answering your questions, and say goodbye."

Huang Zhong was a little surprised and went to find Xiaodao after Tudou left.

They all lived in the front yard. Because there were a lot of people, Fang Xing later asked someone to renovate it and widen the front yard.

Huang Zhong walked to the place where the servants lived, and looked at the row of small yards in front of him showing quietness under the big trees, and thought that in summer, he would be relaxed and happy.

"No! I didn't go looking for a woman!"

"Where does the smell of powder come from? Could it be that a woman throws her arms into her arms?"

"No! It's a handkerchief, a fallen handkerchief!"

"If you go out with the eldest young master, the eldest young master will definitely not go to that kind of place. Only you, where have you been?"

"I didn't go! Chunmei."

"It must be our mother and son who have attracted your disgust."

"It's nothing, I'm wronged!"

"Sooner or later, there will be no place for us and our mother. It's better to go back to our parents' home earlier to make room for the newcomers."

"Xiaobao, can we go to my grandfather's place?"

"I really didn't... Alas! OK, okay, I'll go out, okay? Xiaobao, dad is sleeping outside tonight. If you miss dad, you will tell your mother."
Chapter completed!