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358, chasing the wind

Wen Zhi?’s meaning is easy to understand. I will not help Shi Zuimo and Xizi to send a message in the future. I do not support or object to this matter.

Shi Zuimo was silent for a while, and finally asked: "Just come to see Brother Wen, is there any possibility of meeting Xizi again?"

"I will always see you again if I want to see you." Wen Zhi? Holding the sun-mouthed cup with tea powder glaze, his eyes flashed with empathy pity.

Although Shi Zuimo didn't know much about Wen Zhi, he also vaguely knew his identity in the Wen family. I think this handsome young man could not fully meet his wish in choosing a spouse.

"Just just now, Brother Wen said that the Fourth Master Wen didn't know which painter Xizi wanted?" Shi Zuimo thought that he had to understand everything he wanted to know clearly this time. See what Wen Zhi meant, I'm afraid this will be his last time to come to the painting meeting. Maybe he won't have a chance to see this person again in the future.

Wen Zhi? Low first tastes tea, unable to see his expression: "He only said that Xizi had a close relationship with a certain painter, but he did not nominate his name."

"He is the only one who knows it, or does the rest of the Wen family know it?" Shi Zuimo didn't know Wen Xixiu, nor did he know the rest of the Wen family. Now that he thinks, Dong Qingong's words are somewhat reasonable and too thin. Both of them have their own families behind them. But he doesn't even understand the temperament of important members of Xizi's family, just like Xizi doesn't understand his mother and sister-in-law.

"He should be the only one. With his personality, he will never mention it to his elders, or even to Xizi," Wen Zhi?'s eyes looked at the red leaves in front of the window, as if their eyes were also ignited by the red leaves. "He might pretend to have nothing to do to accompany Xizi to see, and then use his own observation to judge whether the painter exists and who the painter is."

Shi Zuimo shivered in his heart, and felt that the people in the business world were scheming, far less than those of his painters. He clenched his fists in his hands, and then picked up the teacup to honor Wen Zhi in front of him: "Thank you, Brother Wen, for your reminder, great kindness is beyond words."

"I just came here to appreciate the paintings, and I didn't say anything." Wen Zhi? After drinking the tea in the cup, his eyes swept over the autumn scenery pictures in the studio: "That red leaves are very suitable for the mountains, so I picked that one for me."

Shi Zuimo got up to pick up the painting for Wen Zhi, but he was still thinking about the things about the Wen family. When he was scrolling the painting into a scroll and handing it to Wen Zhi with both hands, he couldn't help asking again: "But I don't know what Xizi is about..."

Wen Zhi laughed out loud: "Mr. Shi should know this more clearly than below."

"She hasn't said anything. Maybe I'm so passionate from beginning to end. She's so beautiful... Of course, there are too many wealthy young men who admire her..."

Wen Zhi frowned slightly: "Sir, is it just because she is beautiful?"

"This... Xizi is good everywhere, and it is particularly beautiful..." Shi Zui Mo said incoherently.

Wen Zhi? His expression was complicated: "If it's just a skin, how can he match her?"

Shi Zuimo smiled, but it was hard to explain anything else.

Seeing this, the two guests also praised Mr. Shi for his bright future.

Shi Zuimo's heart was not sure whether it was sweet or sour a piece of skin of hundreds of gold? A hundred gold? Wouldn't that be thousands of silver? An ordinary family in Kyoto spends at most 50 taels a year, and a thousand taels of silver is enough for a family to live without worries about food and clothing.

Thinking about the show of the Wen family rose banquet on that day, how could it be saved by tens of thousands of taels of silver? Shi Zuimo sighed in his heart, took off the dark cloud leopard's encirclement, and put it back on the package with great care.

...

This dark clouded leopard's skin is a gift to Buddha with flowers, as is Xizi.

The collar was sewn with one stitch at a time. Last year, I planned to give it to my second brother, but who knew that Jiang Qiuyi gave me a golden marten first. The second brother looked so beautiful that he couldn't give it to me, so he kept pressing it in the box.

Until this time, I heard that Shi Zuimo was going to Lushan, and I kept thinking about giving him something. The one I bought outside was not suitable for my wishes, and I didn’t have time to make it now. I didn’t want to attract the attention of the girls, so I simply gave him the dark cloud leopard’s encirclement?

Wen Zhi? He smiled at the time and said that business was busy recently, so this was probably the last time he helped to bring something.

Xizi was suspicious, and he looked at Brother's expression, so he couldn't ask directly.

I waited for two days with some anxiety, and then carefully observed the attitude of my family. No one could see any abnormality, so I felt a little relieved.

That day, I sat in front of the window, looked at the roses that had not yet withered in the yard, and embroidered two needles with a painting holder. I knew that he had set off today, but I didn't dare or did not want to see him off.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the girl say, "The Fourth Master is here."

Xizi turned around and saw Wen Xixiu walking in with a faint smile. He placed the glass bottle in his hand on the table. It was a small frosted glass bottle with a chrysanthemum on it.

"This bottle looks good, are the flowers painted?" Xizi took it over and took a closer look.

"I'm asking someone to draw it at will. If you ask a painter to draw it, the effect will be better." Wen Xixiu said.

"Is the chrysanthemum dew going to be launched next month?"

"There is one type of chrysanthemum and hibiscus, and there is another extremely special fallen leaf fragrance." Wen Xixiu took out the other two bottles of fragrant dew, "and they all use frosted glass bottles of fragrant dew, and paint chrysanthemums, hibiscus and fallen leaves on it."

"That's pretty and it's also in line with the Qingming autumn." Xizi deliberately smelled the perfume of falling leaves. "This bottle smells the best! It's like walking into the autumn mountains, the falling leaves smell like the sun, and the fruity smell in the orchard, including apples and pears, and dried pomegranates."

"Your nose has become sharp." Wen Xixiu praised.

"I'm influenced by my eyes~" Xizi replied naughtyly.

"I plan to ask several painters who have drawn the billboard to draw."

Xizi didn't know much about Wen Xixiu, so he didn't want to hide it intentionally, so he simply said frankly: "I often went to paintings and bought paintings a while ago. I heard that those painters have to go to Lushan these days, and they will have to stay for about a month or two before they will come back."

Wen Xixiu said with some regret: "Then I have to invite other painters."

Xizi was also full of regrets, otherwise this would be a good opportunity to have a public contact with the painters, and it would be good to see him at first sight.

Wen Xixiu was holding a glass bottle in his hand, looking at the last rose outside the window and the line of geese in the distant horizon. He was indeed testing it. He had already suggested Wen Zhi yesterday? Although the other party did not say it clearly, the implication was also suggesting that he was overthinking.

Today, Japan wants to take Xizi to the painting party, but if they go to Lushan, they can keep this cold in advance.

I don’t know who the so-called painter is.

Maybe everything is a sensation.

What's the intention of that girl telling her about this?

The thin and timid girl claimed to be a classmate of Xizi. She came to see her in the shop and told her that there was something important to tell her.

"It's not that I'm gossiping, but the more I think about it, the more I feel... there is a strange man who communicates with Xizi. It seems that Yingyuan helps them communicate, and many ideas were also helped by Yingyuan... Xizi came back this time, and it seemed to be for that person... I only know that the man is a painter and his name is not clear... Because it is related to the reputation of a woman, I can only secretly ask for leave from Dawangzhuang and risk my life to tell him."
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