Chapter 98 Plum Blossom Picture!

"Haha, how can I miss this young master for Fairy Mei's birthday banquet? I wish Fairy Mei as blessed as the East China Sea and becoming more and more beautiful as she grows!"

The one who came was Huahua Tai Sui - Wei Renzha, followed by more than a dozen followers, among which was the dog-legged son Shen Er who offered the ecstasy medicine, wearing the costume of an eunuch of the palace. No wonder he had no beard. It turned out to be a father-in-law who was innocent.

After not seeing each other for more than half a month, Huahua Tai Sui's body has lost a lot of weight. It seems that her appetite has not been very good recently, but her vulgar expression has not changed at all, and all the tiny light ejaculation in her eyes is full of color.

The observation deck instantly became quiet, and everyone looked unpleasant. Several beauties even turned around and vomited secretly.

In the circle of powerful people in Chang'an City, Huahua Tai Sui is a famous scum, garbage, rat shit... Everyone avoids it, and will not date it. Tonight, Fairy Mei held a Qujiang banquet, why did she invite him?

No, Fairy Mei has always been aloof and will never invite this scumbag. It is most likely that this guy came uninvited when he smelled the wind. His face was really thick!

But someone has arrived, what should I do?

As the host of the banquet, Fairy Mei was silent for a moment, but still signaled to the servants around her to arrange a seat for Huahua Tai Sui.

If you don’t look at monks and Buddha’s faces, Huahua Tai Sui is not a thing, so you have to save some face for King Ning Qiansui. But with this rat shit, I’m afraid I won’t be happy tonight’s banquet.

When the beauty was in trouble, Li Zhao could not stand by and touched her belly habitually. The bad water inside surging up and down, and soon a good idea came up, and then waved to the maid next to her, Xiaoman.

"Young Master Zhao, what are your instructions?"

"Instruct the kitchen to make a bowl of mutton soup, and the heat should be controlled, and the soup should be made golden, and the soup should be thicker, and sent to Huahua Tai Sui."

"Hmph, it's better to feed him the mutton soup!"

"Hehe, do what I said, there will be a good show later!"

"All right!"

For the banquet tonight, the Mei Family Store invited many chefs and prepared sufficient raw materials to make any delicious dishes.

Xiaoman gave the order, and soon, a bowl of golden mutton soup was delivered to the Playboy's dining table... How did he react in the face of delicious food and wine?

"Wow!--Wow!"

"Not good, Mr. Wei suddenly vomited wildly, and everyone was sucking."

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, I took a look at the mutton soup and kept vomiting. Is it crazy to get the lamb?"

"Go back to Ning Prince's Mansion and find a doctor to treat it!"

There was a chaos in the observation deck. Several evil slaves carried the flower Tai Sui and ran out like a gust of wind, shouting loudly...

Looking at this Huahua Tai Sui again, her eyes were closed, her mouth was foaming, and her body was still twitching. She really seemed to have a crazy lamb and was not very sick!

Faced with such a situation, Fairy Mei was stunned for a moment, then looked at Li Zhao with a smirk, and covered her mouth and chuckled... Is this what the evil people are called evil people?

...

The annoying mouse shit left, and the atmosphere of the banquet became cheerful again. Next, it was time to present a gift to the birthday boy.

Giving gifts is a science and an important social means. The key is eight words: to meet their preferences and touch people’s hearts!

The problem is that Fairy Mei is one of the four great gods of wealth, and her vision is not an ordinary high. It is not easy to make her moved.

The female guests first presented the gift. Most of them were made of gold, silver, pearls and jade. They asked hairpins, bracelets, shackles, earrings, etc., such as those made of hairpins, bracelets, shackles, earrings, etc., and they were worth thousands of jin of money!

Women are born to love beauty and jewelry, which is an eternal truth.

Next, the male guests presented their birthday gifts, and Li Zhao was the first to sit in the seat.

Looking at the sky outside, it was not completely dark yet, Li Zhao made a gesture of invitation and signaled that others would give a gift first, and he would have to wait for a while.

When the people around him saw it, they thought the gift he brought was of poor quality, so they were embarrassed to take it out and show their ugly face. They couldn't help but laugh a sarcastic laughter: "Shh...haha!"

After mocking, people's eyes turned to the Wushuang Young Master Dugu Junchen, who was sitting in the second place, who wanted to see what gifts he had prepared?

"Haha, Fairy Mei's birthday is on the occasion of her birthday. I specially prepared a small gift, please accept it with a smile!"

While speaking, Dugu Junchen took out a sandalwood box and took out a scroll from it. The servants helped to slowly unfold it. It turned out to be a picture of plum blossoms.

The color of the scroll is slightly yellowed, and there are a few small wormholes in the corner, which means that there are years, but there are no seals at the bottom, and there are no dates. There are only three small characters: Chen-Yao-Xian!

"Young Master Dugu has always been generous and has a high taste. Why did he become stingy this time? I will give you a picture without name or style?"

"Did you come in a hurry and accidentally get the wrong gift?"

“It’s possible.”

Since the Kaiyuan period, the literary style of the Tang Dynasty has become increasingly strong. In order to be elegant, many powerful people have collected antiques, calligraphy and paintings in large quantities, and it is common for them to give gifts to each other.

The problem is that you should also give away some famous calligraphy and paintings, instead of such wild paintings without names and styles. It is too unpretentious to show off. The guests whispered and their eyes were full of doubt?

All of this was under Dugu Junchen's control. He smiled slightly and gave a wink at a young man in purple clothes not far away.

"Okay, okay, it's not a pity that Wushuang is the young master. Even he found such a rare thing, he reluctantly gave it to Fairy Mei. I really admire this sincere heart!"

"Fatty Luo, you are a master of antique calligraphy and painting. Did you see something?"

"Haha, I can't tell you something."

The fat man in purple is named Luo Jinfeng. His father Luo Xishi was appointed as the censor of the palace. He was one of the confidants of the Prime Minister Li Linfu.

Although Luo Jinfeng has a bad appearance, he is quite knowledgeable in his belly. He is very knowledgeable about antique calligraphy and painting, and is very famous in the circle of powerful and noble children.

I saw him leave his seat and arrive before the scroll. After carefully admiring it, he shook his head and said, "I dare to ask, who can hold the ox ears of the painting world today?"

"That's all, it's all about Wu Huasaint!"

The VIPs gave the unanimous answer.

Wu Daozi, a native of Yangdi, was born during the reign of Emperor Gaozong. He was lonely and poor in his early years and liked to paint. He could understand the beauty of painting before he could get enough time. The characters he painted were swaying and the lines were vigorous, with the effect of flying clothes and winding all over the wall. He was known as "Wu Ding was the wind!"

His representative works "The King of Heavenly Sending a Son", "The King of Ten Fingers" and "The Golden Bridge"... are all masterpieces that have been passed down from generation to generation. Wu Daozi is even known as the most beautiful painting master in contemporary times and the saint of painting!

In the early years of Kaiyuan, Wu Daozi was summoned to Chang'an City and became a court painter. The emperor ordered him to "not be allowed to paint unless there is an imperial edict." From then on, it was hard to find a painting... All the powerful people in Chang'an knew about these things, and what did it have to do with this nameless painting?

"Haha, Wu Daozi is the best artist today. Everyone knows this, but do you know who Wu Daozi has mastered?" Luo Jinfeng asked a question with his head shaking.

Who is the master of the Painting Saint? This question is a bit difficult.

Wu Daozi was poor since childhood and never went to school. He was a self-taught person. But even if he was self-taught, he had to have a role model to learn, right?

Wu Daozi once gave an answer to this question: he was from Zhang Sengyou from afar and from Zhang Xiaoshi recently. Both of them were masters of painting. The former was from Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty, and the latter was from the early Tang Dynasty.

Wait a minute, Zhang Sengyou...My minister Yaoxian... Could it be that this painting is?

The powerful and noble children, not only eat, drink, play, and are full of wealth, but also have real talents and knowledge. They rushed forward to carefully observe the plum blossom scroll and talked about Zhang Sengyou's deeds...

Zhang Sengyou, a native of Wu, served as the general of the Right Army and the prefect of Wuxing during the Southern Liang period. He studied hard and was good at photoshoots, and was good at painting Buddha statues, dragons, eagles... The idiom that painted the finishing touch of dragons was him.

Emperor Wu of Liang loved flowers and once asked Zhang Sengyou to draw a picture of a hundred flowers, which depicted plum blossoms, peach blossoms, peach blossoms, magnolias, lotus flowers, daffodils, peonies, Ganoderma lucidum, roses... a whole hundred kinds of flowers.

The mood, color and charm of each flower are absolutely unique, and the color is bright, as if it has just been picked from a branch. Emperor Wu of Liang was overjoyed and hid it in the imperial city, taking it out and enjoying it from time to time.

Later, Hou Jing rebelled, Nanliang was destroyed, the imperial city was destroyed in the fire of war, and the Baihuatu and other treasures were robbed by rebel soldiers, and finally disappeared.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Junchen found the picture of the plum blossoms. This is a good thing that is hard to buy for a thousand gold coins. It has great historical significance and collection value. Even if the painting saint Wu Daozi saw it, he would probably be jealous of it. More importantly, the plum blossoms are lonely, with a faint fragrance and elegant appearance, which is the leader among the flowers. The character of this flower is highly matched with the personality of the plum fairy, and it is the most suitable gift.

"It's unreasonable. I've taken out all such rare paintings. How can others give gifts?"

"It seems that Mr. Dugu will be the leader tonight."

...

Fairy Mei has ice skin and jade bones, both talented and beautiful, and has billions of wealth. She has countless powerful children who pursue her. Tonight's birthday banquet is an opportunity. Everyone is holding back their energy and want to give the best gift to win the favor of the beautiful woman!

Now that this famous painting was taken out, others felt extremely stressed, and some were in despair.

Next, Xue Hao presented his gift, which turned out to be a tiger skin. After it was unfolded, it was ten feet in size and thick and thick. He must have been the tiger king who dominated the mountains and forests during his lifetime!

What's even more rare is that this tiger skin is complete, with a scar on it and no arrow hole. Those who know how to do it understand it understands that this is the masterpiece of the archer - Eye-piercing.

In other words, the arrow shot in from one of the tiger's eyes and then penetrated from the other eye without any damage to the fur... The copper-tied iron-arm bow passed down from the Xue family's ancestors, and it is worthy of its reputation!

"I went to Qinling Mountains and hunted this tiger skin with my own hands. Please accept it with Sister Mei!"

"My sister has accepted the gift, but it's not an example. Shooting tigers in the deep mountains is too dangerous. You are not a child anymore. You should not be so reckless in the future. What if you accidentally get hurt!"

"As long as Sister Bomei can smile, even if you are in a sea of ​​swords and fire, I dare to make a breakthrough, let alone a mere tiger!"

"You, childish!"

Fairy Mei once had an engagement with the eldest son of the Xue family, but unfortunately, the latter died of illness not long after... Despite this, the Mei and Xue families still often interacted.

Therefore, Fairy Mei and Xue Song were quite close, but this kind of closeness was the kind of sister and younger brother, and had nothing to do with the relationship between men and women. This was clearly felt from the conversation between the two.

The gift from the wise young master Yang Yan is a pair of ivory braces the size of an adult fist. They are divided into three layers inside and outside, hollowed out layer by layer, with uniform thickness, and each layer of ball can rotate freely. Exquisite patterns are carved on the surface, reflecting an extremely high level of craftsmanship.

And this pair of exquisite ivory braces was made by Yang Yan.

It turns out that this wise young man not only has good reading, but also has strong hands-on ability. He especially likes to study various devices. It is said that he has some relationship with the children of the Mo family.

Next, others gave gifts one after another, mostly jewelry, jade, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, etc., but in terms of the level of preciousness, none of them could compare to the original plum blossom picture.

Even Xue Song’s gift was not enough. Although the tiger skin was good, it could still be obtained after all, but the plum blossom picture was unique.

If nothing unexpected happens, the popularity of today's banquet will belong to this unparalleled young master, Dugu Junchen.

Oh, no, there is another person who didn’t take out the gift - Li Zhao!
Chapter completed!