The painter crawled on the ground and said in fear: "Someone asked the young man to paint the appearance of the female family in the house and the outer room. I don't know what the small man should do. The young man only collected fifty taels of silver."

"The Zuofu Xiao couldn't get in, so he could only look for opportunities nearby. He had just painted three paintings recently, and the progress was very slow. He wanted to follow the adults to the outside house, but when the adults left, the beauty would definitely come out to see him off.

The smaller ones can draw it with a few more glances.”

Zuo Pingdao felt angry when he heard this. What was the so-called painter who painted all his women?

"Since I have painted a few pictures, where are I painted?"

The painter dared not hide it. He hurriedly explained his residence. Zuo Pingdao immediately took it to pick it up. There were four pictures in total, three of which had been imaged, and one was the Green Wife, which had been completed for most of the time and had a clear appearance.

Zuo Pingdao opened the portraits one by one and looked at them. As he looked, his anger became more and more intense. All the women in these portraits had charming eyes, but they were not as smart as that person.

Even if there are some similarities, they are just similarities. No one can match the Shen Yun!

The most similar one among them is Lu Wu, who was born in Hongyulou. If she hadn't seen her as a priest, he wouldn't have thought about that. The other three were the hukou in his house, but he

The thing.

However, when these paintings were placed together, the eyes reminded him why these women existed.

Zuo Pingdao was unhappy. If these paintings were delivered to others, he would probably write articles. Those who were familiar with her would definitely find that the people on the painting were similar to her, especially these pairs of eyes.

He gently stroked his fingers over the painting. No wonder he asked this painter to hire him. He must have had extraordinary memory. He just saw the soul from a distance and drew his eyes very vividly. Although he didn't say that he was writing like a god, his painting skills were indeed

good.

"Who is asking you?" Zuo Pingdao had to think deeply about whether there was anything wrong with this. He was in Dali Temple, and there were many people who were afraid and hated. If this matter was implicated, he narrowed his eyes slightly and became restless!

The painter didn't know who that person was. He had not made the scientific examination and grew older, and he became cold and made a living by painting.

He painted quickly and had high recovery. It was impossible for everyone to become a painting by the powerful and could only cater to the powerful and painted portraits for others. The fifty taels of silver were not a small amount for him. After all, he was not a big shot, and his paintings had no artistic value.

The ghost knew that he would attract the living Yama, so he hurriedly called out all the information about the man's appearance.

There is no need to investigate this matter. Zuo Pingdao only passed by roughly in his mind and knew who was the person - Bai Lianzhou's personal servant. Thinking of Bai Lianzhou's repeated gestures and winning over him, Zuo Pingdao's mouth tense.

This was when the Bai family came up with a new idea and was about to cater to his taste to give the beauty. He immediately sneered.

The father and son of the Bai family are not fuel-efficient. Bai Beitang is now the deputy prime minister and replaced Tang Xiang as the chief examiner of this year's spring examination. His ambitions are being nurtured and flourished little by little by little. Now Bai Lianzhou is trying to win over him, and his heart is not right.

The most common thing Dali Temple has is the dark side of the court. Although the Bai family’s surname is Bai, the mind is dark, and Zuo Pingdao smiled.

After the painter came here truthfully, he hurriedly kowtowed and said, "The young man really has no other intentions. He just uses money to do things, just to paint. I hope Master Zuo is very careful, but the young man has no abrupt intention."

When Zuo Pingdao waved his hand, the servant knew how to act. If you leave this matter to the government office, the people who were entrusted by Zuo Mansion could reflect on themselves.

The woodshed was gone and the begging for mercy sounded. Zuo Pingdao waved away others, looking at these portraits, and as he looked, his eyes were filled with impetuousness!

The queen was neglected and the prince was deposed. Xiao Lingyao was not afraid of her not being the queen's biological son. She was obviously not afraid of his threat. She wanted to find her biological mother, but she didn't believe him. This was to draw a clear line with him and not get involved.

.

Looking at these portraits, he thought, if these portraits were sent to the Bai family, would the father and son of the Bai family see that they should be one person, and the shadow of one person?

They want to give a beauty, and they can give it to his heart. No matter how similar they look, they are not her.

Zuo Pingdao's temple was aching faintly. Recently, the prince-consort was in the limelight. He was the only one who only wanted to make profits, and he was the one who enjoyed the most praises!

What a Buddha jumped over the wall and borrowed His Majesty's Guangda sale special sale. A group of people went crazy to support him and willingly offered silver.

Here we are making money from the powerful and wealthy businessmen, and there are good people who convert twenty-seven houses under our name into guest houses. Now we are almost paying for money to subsidize poor students. To outsiders, this is a kind move.

Who knows that Qin Feng is not an ordinary person?

If an ordinary person had a business name of such a scale in a few years, how could he learn medicine and do business under the noses of the Taifu and his son? His concubine's son owns so many business names, and how could he not be observed?

Although his novel ideas are incompatible with ordinary people, they can always gain benefits, and they are fast and accurate.

This person didn't know where the strange ideas came from, and the new objects he had developed were unheard of. Zuo Pingdao conducted a private investigation and found that it was really made by him and there was no guidance from others.

How many unknown sides does this person have? Is it because of this that she has deeper feelings for him?

Zuo Pingdao suddenly rolled up the four paintings, walked quickly to the oil lamp, lit them quickly, and watched the flames slowly swallow the painting and turn them into black and gray. The eyes that were similar in common and similar to the fire will never be seen again.

He lowered his head and stepped on Heihui on his feet, suddenly walked out quickly, and said to the servant who was waiting outside, "I'll do something for me, and I'll get rewards."

The night in Sui City is not long, and when the sky is dawn, Hongyu Tower has just returned to silence.

Another night passed, Chunniang was counting last night's revenue, her fingers slid around the abacus, and her face was filled with a happy smile.

Suddenly a maid came over and whispered in her ear. Chunniang lowered her eyebrows: "At this time?"

"At this moment, people are waiting at the back door. I invite her in but she refuses and insists on you going out to see her." The maid was quite dissatisfied with the visitor: "I don't think about going out from here,"

Now that I invite her in, it’s a shame that she is insulted!”

Chunniang has seen many monsters and monsters in the world for years, but she doesn't like this.

However, thinking of the person's current identity, she still stood up: "I'll go down and meet."

The back door of Hongyu Building is rarely used except for goods entering and leaving. When Chunniang walked out, she saw the woman wearing a curtain.
Chapter completed!