Chapter 113: Blood Rain Splashing Lu Pu Yan (II)
Lu Pu said, "Is the son going to summon the sister-in-law?" β
Zhang Mengtan muttered for a long time and said, "Gongzi is now busy with the affairs assigned by the king, and he has no time to summon you." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info you go home now, and come back tomorrow when the weather clears, okay? β
"Haha, the world says that my Lu Pu is a copper pea, it can't be flattened, and the hammer can't be broken, has I even lost this bit of sincerity? Please tell the little gentleman that he is willing to wait here, and summon him when the son is free."
Zhang Mengtan saw Lu Pu's stubborn temper that he would not give up until he reached his goal, so he reluctantly turned around and returned, "Childe, Lu Puyu is still kneeling in the rain outside the door, he said that he has sincerity and ambition, and is willing to be summoned when Gongzi is free." β
Lu Di continued to splash ink on the desk, and he finally put away his pen and said, "Meng Tan, come and take a look, how is this painting?" β
Zhang Mengtan looked at the son-in-law in front of him, the beautiful young man, like looking at a small iceberg, how did he become so cold?
He didn't believe that this was Childe, yes, Childe must have other considerations, so he made such a coldness!
"Childe's picture of red plum and snow is really a creation of heaven and earth, with the white of raw silk as snow, and the black of ink and the red of Dan as plum as flowers, it can be said that it is a work of everyone who turns decay into magic! Judging from Meng Tan, Confucius can no longer teach students like you. β
Lu Di laughed when he heard this, and then took the red pen and made a red cross on the painting.
Zhang Mengtan was taken aback: "Son, why is this?" β
Lu Di said, "Although raw silk is white, it is raw silk after all, and it lacks the cold of snow; Although the ink is black, it is ink after all, and it lacks the thick and dignified weight of the plum branch; Dansha, it is red, but no matter how red it is, it can't be red with the charm and temperament of red plums. In short, this picture of Hongmei Aoxue is a work of garbage, and he does not have the vitality and meaning that the painting should give."
"What kind of thing does Childe think can bring out the charm and temperament of plum blossoms?" Zhang Meng talked about the way that ghosts make gods.
"Yes, what kind of thing can be red and have an aura?" Lu Di muttered to herself.
At this time, Dongmen Wuze, who was sleeping heavily, seemed to have encountered something terrible in a dream, and screamed, "Don't eat me, don't eat me, my flesh is stinky, my blood is dirty..."
When Lu Di heard this, a stirring spirit laughed and said, "This son finally knows what kind of thing it is, it is human blood, human blood!" Look at the difference between the red plum and the white plum, isn't it like the white plum has been soaked in human blood? Haha, I see, I see! β
Zhang Mengtan also nodded and smiled, but he was thinking in his heart, plum blossoms are fragrant, but if the white plum is dyed red with blood, is the plum blossom still fragrant?
"Meng Tan, you go and persuade Lu Pu to leave again, if he insists on not leaving, then tell him that this son can summon him, but this son is painting today, and he is missing a lot of materials, if he can give it, let him in..."
"Missing a hint of material?" Zhang Mengtan didn't understand a little, but he still turned around and left.
Although the rain is not as heavy as before, if you stay in the rain for two breaths, you will definitely get soaked.
Buzz, the heavy door was opened again.
Lu Puyan opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Mengtan who was coming slowly, he had some expectation in his heart, because Zhang Mengtan's expression told him that this was good news with surprise.
Zhang Mengtan first persuaded Lu Pu to leave, but Lu Pu was strong, so he told Lu Di's original words.
Lu Puyan listened and said, "The little gentleman is wearing a sharp weapon? β
Zhang Mengtan didn't know what Lu Puyan was going to do, so he handed him the short sword he was wearing.
Lu Puyan took the short sword, looked back and forth, and said, "Good sword, good sword!" β
"Hehe, if Lu Pujun likes it, Meng Tan will give it to you, and I hope you don't shirk it" Zhang Mengtan said with a smile.
Lu Puyan saluted respectfully to Zhang Mengtan and said, "The grace of the little gentleman, I will never forget", drew his sword, and with a snort, cut off his left arm, and the sky was full of blood rain.
Zhang Mengtan didn't react at all, only to see that an arm with blood had already drawn a beautiful parabola in front of his eyes, and then fell to the ground.
"Ahh Zhang Mengtan was frightened, and the umbrella fell to the ground, "Come on, come on..."
When Lu Pujun was carried into the outer garden, Lu Di's expression changed, and he saluted Lu Puyan respectfully, "Lu Pujun, your brother, if Tu expects it to be good, he will return to Qi in a month."
Lu Puyan fainted when she heard the words.
Dongmen Wuze just woke up at this moment, and saw a bloody and armless person in front of him, and screamed in fright like a pig, "I'm still in a dream, still in a dream...", but when he touched the blood with his hand, and then licked it with his tongue, his eyes turned white and he fainted.
In order to prevent Lu Puyan's wound from becoming infected, Lu Di first disinfected it with his own treasured distilled spirit, and then the henchman witch doctor entered the house to treat Lu Puyan.
In the hall, Zhang Mengtan was kneeling, soaking wet, and the short sword that was still stained with blood was placed straight in front of his eyes, "Childe, you can obviously help Lu Puyan, why do you still want to do it... Do ..."Zhang Mengtan finally didn't say what he said later.
Lu Di turned around and turned his back to him, and her long black hair fell down, "Do you want to say, why should Tu be embarrassed for him?" Why did he have to kill himself in order to be saved? β
"Meng Tan! Do you know the situation? I think you also know that after a hundred years, it is a sure thing for Daddy to become the lord of the country, but do you know? How many people in the current Manchu Dynasty are yearning for it? β
"Tuh, I'm afraid! I'm scared to death! I'm afraid that one day, when I was sleeping at night, suddenly the sword was inserted into Tu's chest and neck, so that Tu's blood fell all over the curtain."
"Childe!" Zhang Mengtan's eyes moved in surprise when he heard this, and bloodshot was flushed.
"After a while, I will be able to tie my hair, and it means that I can come out and do things! Will he be willing to see his great position lost? Even if he could, would his protΓ©gΓ© allow it? β
"So Tu has to prepare, Tu wants to find someone, he has the arrogance of a mountain, the perseverance of a snail, and the wisdom of water, Tu wants him to insert into his brother's mansion and become his brother's doorman"
"God is pitiful, I, Lu Di, finally met him, Lu Puyan! His ability, loyalty, and perseverance all meet Tu's standards, not to mention that he also has the advantage of Lu Pukui's brother who has been in Jin for many years. β
"Tu believes that as long as Tu pushes like this a little, my brother will definitely introduce Lu Pu as a confidant, and with Lu Pu by my brother's side, I, Lu Di, will sleep more peacefully."
"Meng Tan, sometimes Tu really wants time to stand still and never grow up, do you understand Tu's heart?" As he spoke, Lu Di's eyes and nose were sour.
When Zhang Mengtan heard this, he sat on the ground decadently, closing his eyes and saying nothing. It turns out that everything is within Childe's calculations! The broken arm is just a ploy to let Yang Shenggongzi gain Lu Puyan's trust!
The spring rain continued to fall, and the wind blew into the house, and Lu Di shivered and wrapped her cloak tighter.