The prison opened two heavy iron doors, and a dark corridor appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It took a while for the father and son to get used to the rotten and foul smell of the cell, and followed Hua Zhongheng to the depths of the cell......

Worried that the smell inside was not good for his health, Zhao Hao specially ordered Hua Shuyang to wait outside the prison.

This made Hua Zhongheng's perception of Zhao Gongzi a lot better all of a sudden. His third brother has been weak since he was a child, and he doesn't pay attention to taking care of himself. The second son of Hua originally secretly complained to Zhao Hao, why did he let his younger brother go to a clean but inexpensive place like Nanjing Hanlin Academy.

Now he knew that Dr. Zhao had seen that his brother was not in good health and could not afford to work.

Hey, you really can't judge people by their years.

Hua Zhongheng reflected on himself, and hurriedly followed, explaining the situation in prison to the Zhao family's father and son.

"As soon as you come in, these two rows of cells are large. There were dozens of prisoners in each room, but there were no windows to ventilate and let in light. The prisoners ate and drank in it, and the environment must have been bad. ”

"Then where is Xu Wenchang?" Zhao Hao frowned and asked.

"He lived in a small room for one person, with a window and a bed. The tuba prisoner has two meals in the morning and evening, and the trumpet eats three meals a day, and there is also an hour of release time every day. Hua Zhongheng led the father and son to the end of the corridor, opened an iron door and went out, only to find that there was a small boxy patio inside.

Passing through the patio, opening another heavy cell door, and entering the back of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, the conditions inside were indeed much better.

Each cell has windows, as well as basic tables, chairs, benches, and even bookshelves.

Although the weather was hot, the prisoners inside were also disheveled. But they all seem to be in normal physical condition, and there are actually a few fat people, and the difference between them and those who are tortured in the tuba is not a ghost or a ghost.

"This is where convicted officials are detained." Hua Zhongheng explained softly: "I heard that as long as you are willing to pay, you can live." ”

He is the second son of Washington, so he naturally disdains to participate in the sharing of spoils among the people below, and he doesn't know much about these things.

"Now, that's Xu Wei." Hua Langzhong stood on his feet as he spoke, and pointed with his chin to a cell in front of him.

Zhao Hao saw that inside the fence, a man with unkempt hair and no hang was pouting his ass and splashing ink in front of the table.

Seeing the fat of the white flowers swaying in front of him, Zhao Gongzi was not good.

What the hell is this meowing? What about the ragged, skinny, pale, and blind?

If life is only as first seen, this son will never forget it in his life, you have a bare ass, right?

Are you afraid that people won't see a body of fat meat? Is this still a bit of sadness?

Hua Zhongheng felt that his face could not be hung up, and he coughed heavily. "Xu Wei, get dressed!"

Xu Wei turned a deaf ear and continued to concentrate on painting there.

"Xu Wenchang!" Seeing that Lord Lang Zhong looked embarrassed, the cell boss who opened the door for them shouted while using the keychain in his hand to draw the lock on the gate, making a harsh metal sound.

"Quiet!" Who knew that Xu Wei had a bigger temper than him, and he burst into applause. "If you want Lao Tzu to deliver on time, just shut the fuck!"

The cell boss was embarrassed, turned around and smiled awkwardly: "Why don't we go out and wait?" ”

"What the hell is going on?!" Hua Zhongheng was about to have a seizure, when the cell boss rushed to his ear and whispered:

"Up and down still pointing at him."

"What do you mean?" Hua Zhongheng thought about it, and it was better to ask clearly. Otherwise, it will be in vain for the Zhao family father and son to think that they are also involved in their dirty deeds.

"This ......" The cell leader looked at Zhao Hao and the others.

"But it doesn't matter, this is my dearest family and friend." Hua Zhongheng said lightly.

"Isn't this good for a few months? Hualangzhong, you are very rich, so you naturally don't care, but you still have to rely on Yulu to support your family. The cell boss whispered:

"All yamen are trying to find a way, our criminal department has no oil and water, and we can't be corrupt and bend the law. When Mr. Xu found out, he offered to paint and let the small ones sell for money. ”

"That's right." Hua Zhongheng nodded. Although he knew that the cell boss still didn't tell the truth, he didn't want to find out the truth. "Why don't we go in and have a look?"

"See." Zhao Hao nodded with interest.

Hua Zhongheng asked the cell boss to open the cell door and go in to take a closer look.

I saw Xu Wei holding a brush in both hands, scribbling on two pieces of rice paper at the same time.

However, after a while, those seemingly chaotic ink dots and ink marks formed a lotus leaf lotus flower with a very charming and vibrant atmosphere.

Xu Wei used a few more brushstrokes to sketch a lifelike butterfly, a bold and spicy and hearty "Lotus Leaf Dragonfly Picture", and it was done with a wave.

Zhao Hao couldn't blink his eyes - this is the pinnacle of flower and bird painting, Xu Wei's original freehand!

This warm, bold, majestic and domineering freehand painting style can most stimulate people's hearts and strengthen people's minds!

If he can put on clothes and don't paint two at the same time...... The composition of the two paintings is exactly the same. The only difference is that one is a butterfly and the other is a dragonfly.

After finishing the painting, Xu Wei inscribed the poem with both hands.

The one on the left reads:

'Mirror Lake is 800 miles long, and there are lotus flowers that are extraordinarily fragrant; The butterfly is worried that it can't fly, and the mandarin duck pats the water from both sides. ’

The one on the right reads:

'Mirror Lake is 800 miles long, and there are lotus flowers that are extraordinarily fragrant; The dragonfly is worried that it can't fly, and the mandarin duck slaps the water. ’

In the end, with a full conscience, two different chapters were used on the two paintings.

Not only these two twin paintings, but also on the bed and table in the cell, there are six pairs of twins.

Zhao Hao had already recognized that one of them was "Ink Grape Picture" that was sold for 40 million years later......

40 million to buy a naked fat man fooling the ghost?

What about the pit daddy!

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After painting the lotus flowers, Xu Wei threw the two brushes into the bucket, wiped his hands casually, and put a few more ink bars on the white flesh.

"Put on your clothes!" The cell boss threw a cloth robe on Xu Wei's body, and then explained to the three of them with a smile: "Mr. Xu said that clothes bind inspiration, so they are all stripped naked and painted. ”

"Wet and wet ......" Xu Wei slowly put on his robe, then pulled his long hair behind his head, tied a knot at random, and then glanced at the gorgeously dressed Zhao Hao father and son and said: "You can pick which one you like, and if you want to customize it, you have to add money." ”

"I've got all these paintings." Zhao Hao smiled slightly.

"Childe, these paintings have been ordered......" The cell boss hurriedly reminded Zhao Hao.

Before he finished speaking, a thousand taels of tickets were pasted on his face.

The cell boss was immobilized as if he had been immobilized, and he was silent.

Then Zhao Hao looked at Xu Wei deeply and said, "Mr. Qingteng, in Xia Xiuning Zhao Hao, my father and I are here to pick you up from prison." ”

Who knew that Xu Wei didn't want to think about it, so he shook his head categorically and said, "I won't go out!" ”

"Uh......"

ps. The fourth update, the next one has not been written yet......