Confucius and Mencius ordered: "Lin'er, Xiaojie, you will take Master Yan and Mr. Li to the Sijun Hall to sit. I will take Lu Zu's peony map and arrive later. Remember, you must treat them well and must not neglect them!"

"Yes." Kong Lin and Kong Jie responded in unison.

Confucius and Mencius bowed to Master Yan and Li Sichen again and said, "Two, I'll go and get the paintings, and I'll lose my companion for a while."

After a few polite words, Confucius and Mencius turned around and walked towards the depths of Yaolin Villa.

Looking at his back as he was leaving, Master Yan was very calm, but he was quite excited: "I finally got it... If this old guy hadn't hidden Lu Zu's peony map deep enough, I could not find him several times, but I could not find him, why would I have to spend such a big deal of Zhou Zhang and make so many troubles? Humph, when I got Lu Zu's peony map, I would definitely kill this old guy. Who made him waste so much time and energy?"

Under the leadership of Kong Lin and Kong Jie, Li Sichen and Master Yan entered the Four Jun Hall not far from the lotus pond.

Seeing the name of this house, Li Sichen couldn't help but laugh.

First there was Chishao Hall, now there was Sijun Hall... The Kong family really deserved to be a success in traditional Chinese medicinal materials. Even the names of these buildings in the villa are mostly linked to medicinal materials and medicines.

When he walked into the Four Jun Hall, Li Sichen found that the arrangement here was quite elegant.

On the white walls around, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging from famous people. They think they are part of Confucius and Mencius' collections for many years. In addition, the furniture placed in the Sijun Hall is also all ancient and ancient, with exquisitely crafted mahogany furniture. On the table in the center, there is also a brass scented incense burner. Wirls of blue smoke rise from it, with fragrance and refreshing heart.

After Li Sichen and Master Yan sat down on the mahogany chair, servants immediately served Xiangming and placed it on the small table beside the two chairs.

Master Yan looked as if he looked at his nose and his heart, and seemed to be very calm, but Li Sichen had a small detail - Master Yan's hand placed on his thigh, his fingers kept knocking on his kneecap. Obviously, his heart was far from as calm as he showed on his appearance.

After sneering, Li Sichen picked up the fragrant tea and sipped it. He felt that the faint fragrance in his mouth was endless and nodded and praised: "Good tea!"

Kong Lin next to him was now working on his phone. When he heard Li Sichen's words, he raised his head and said, "Of course it's a good tea. This is a famous product that my grandfather treasures. I usually don't want to drink it. This time it's a bargain."

Li Sichen smiled and put down the tea bowl, glanced at Kong Lin, and found that her fingers were dancing quickly. He couldn't help but feel curious and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Kong Lin glanced at Master Yan, opened his mouth without making a sound, but just compared his mouth: "Of course I'm asking someone to come here just in case."

Call someone?

Li Sichen couldn't help but shake his head, wanting to tell Kong Lin that the people you called met with the one named Yan, which was of no use at all. However, considering that Kong Lin probably wouldn't believe it, he smiled and swallowed this in his stomach.

Anyway, with him here, even if the man named Yan next to him wants to do whatever he wants, he will not let the other party get what he wants.

Master Yan didn't say anything, and Li Sichen didn't say anything to him. As for Kong Lin and Kong Jie, they were fiddling with their mobile phones at this moment. So the atmosphere in the Four Jun Hall became more and more depressing. Fortunately, ten minutes later, Kong and Mencius came to the Four Jun Hall accompanied by two bodyguards.

The bodyguard stood outside the door, and Confucius and Mencius stepped in.

Master Yan, who had been observing his nose and nose, stood up suddenly, his eyes shining, staring at the scroll in Confucius and Mencius's hands.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Confucius and Mencius, who had a smile, originally wanted to say a few polite words, but as soon as they started, they were interrupted by Master Yan: "Mr. Kong, please open this scroll and let me view Lu Zu's works."

"No problem." Confucius and Mencius nodded, walked straight to the mahogany table in the center of the Sijun Hall, and signaled the servant to move the incense burner on the table, then put the scroll on it and spread it out.

"Let's wait!"

Unexpectedly, Master Yan stopped him at this time.

"Huh?" Kong Meng was stunned and looked up at Master Yan, with a very surprised expression, and muttered in his heart: You are the one who is eager to see the painting, and you are the one who is shouting to stop now. What are you going to make a fuss about?

"Hang it up, hang this painting up." Master Yan said, looking excited.

Hang up?

Is there any difference between this painting being opened on the table and hanging it?

In Confucius and Mencius's view, Master Yan's request was simply inexplicable. However, out of gratitude to Master Yan, he still followed suit. He immediately asked someone to get the tools and hang the painting.

The scroll slowly unfolded, and a beautiful white peony appeared in front of everyone.

"Isn't this painting... anything special?" Although Kong Lin has no research on calligraphy and painting, he has also seen many grandfather's collections. He feels that this peony picture is not much better than the peony written by other painters.

Li Sichen also muttered in his heart: "It's strange, this painting really doesn't seem to be anything special..."

In his opinion, this is just an ordinary picture, with no spiritual fluctuations on it.

Is this really a painting left by Lu Zu? Could it be a fake made by later generations under the name of Lu Zu?

Just when Li Sichen was full of doubts, Master Yan suddenly turned around and ran to the mahogany chair he had just sat on. He reached out and picked up the tea bowl on the table next to him, took a big sip of tea and wrapped it in his mouth. Before everyone could react, he quickly ran back to the peony map, and then opened his mouth and sprayed it with a "puff" sound, spraying all the tea on the peony map.

"Master Yan, what are you doing?" Confucius and Mencius were shocked. This peony picture was his beloved thing, and he didn't want it to be destroyed like this. However, before he got angry, he heard Kong Lin and Kong Jie and the two brothers beside him shouting in unison: "Huh? Grandpa, look at this painting! Why did this peony flower become a human?"

"What are you talking nonsense? How could peony turn into humans?" Although he said that, Confucius and Mencius could not help but turn their heads and look at the hanging peony pictures.

At this sight, he was stunned.

I saw that the original peony flowers had disappeared on the scroll, and replaced by a beautiful girl wearing a white dress and a graceful figure as if she was as elegant as a fairy.

"This...this is..."

This incredible scene made Confucius and Mencius open their mouths, but they couldn't speak.

"White Peony!" Li Sichen raised his eyebrows and spit out a name. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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