The three flower fathers immediately shut up, and covered his mouth tightly with ten silkworm babies, not daring to let go of a single fart.

So he passed the study on tiptoe and slipped along the wall.

This is love, love and fear.

Love extremely, afraid extremely, if there is a person in the world who can speak better than the old emperor Yuanji, then of course, it can only be Murong Gongzi. Rong Rong is the affectionate name of Sanhua Gonggong to Murong Gongzi, in the eyes of Sanhua Gonggong, in Sanhua Gonggong's heart, Rong Rong is a perfect person, so I am afraid that it is also a manifestation of love, Sanhua Gonggong loves him very much, no reason to do whatever the cost, devote himself wholeheartedly, unconditional love.

In this way, Grandpa Sanhua is not a dog, but Grandpa Sanhua doesn't mind growing his tail and waging it twice for him.

In other words, the three-flower father-in-law is willing to turn into a cat, obediently curl up in his arms, and let him stroke his soft fur.

Of course, about the morning clouds and twilight rain building, the three flower fathers eat him, drink him, play with him, so listen to him.

"Sanhua. Old General Fang stood at the door, looking at Sanhua, who had painted his house like a ghost, and said helplessly: "Don't mess around, come in and talk." ”

The three-flower duke still didn't dare to speak, so he covered his mouth and went in, his fat body was as light as a cloud.

The general did not go to court, the old party was disobedient, and the old emperor was already very angry, so he sent Sanhua Gonggong here and issued an ultimatum: go to the court, or go to prison, choose one. Choose one of the two, it's very easy to choose, of course, General Fang doesn't want to be cool, let alone pretentious, he wants to go to court as a courtier, but there is one thing that General Fang hasn't thought about yet. Regardless of the rivers, lakes and seas, there is no place where the water is deeper than the imperial court. Factional warfare. Dance power tricks. General Fang has never been involved in those things, but it is about Fang Yin-

It was an extraordinary road, the old emperor knew it, and the old general knew it.

Not to mention, after the New Year, I went to the court and took Xiao Fang Yin to meet the old emperor Longjing, and the old general Fang had his own plans.

This day is the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month.

In the study, Murong Gongzi was painting. Fang Yin pushed the door in, but saw that the box had been opened, row after row, long and short, large and small, dozens of brushes, and there were hundreds of grids of pigments, which were neat and dense, it was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, there were dozens of colors in one color, white like snow and black like ink, and the dazzling array was innumerable. The so-called work wants to do a good job. You have to sharpen your tools first, and painting is like cooking. It is necessary to have all the materials.

It is more important to be attentive and single-minded.

"Brother Murong, it's been a hard work. "It's all flowers, garcinia cambogia, cinnabar, mud, silver and other things, Fang Yin doesn't know it, just a polite sentence, and he also said a nonsense. Murong Gongzi ignored him, only focused on the painting on the case, holding the pen without moving, and the sculpture was average. After a while, I drew a stroke, and I fixed my eyes and had no distractions. The painting is extremely slow, extremely slow, Fang Yin watched for a while, but it was also in the clouds, and finally he had no choice but to yawn and go away, and go back to the house to sleep.

From the beginning of the time to the end of the time, this painting Murong Gongzi painted for four hours, and it was finally completed. During this period, General Fang came once, Sanhua Gonggong came twice, Rob came eight times, and Daoist Fang came sixteen times, everyone was restless, and they were not in the mood to eat, and they didn't dare to enter the house for fear of disturbing him, so they only walked around the door and watched through the window. The painting is first slow and then fast, and then faster, and finally the pen is like the wind without a trace of stagnation.

Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new is very rare, and look at it.

It's that painting, a picture of a beautiful woman in palace makeup, the person is a bust, sitting on a chair in the center, the hand hides the water sleeves, and the Luo skirt has no knees, which almost takes up a third of the whole picture. An extra pair of solid arms, an extra pair of old and small squares. The baby was hidden in swaddling clothes, revealing two white fat arms, and was waving his fists clenched and vigorously, as if he had just woken up and was crying. As a result, the beauty lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, adding seven points of love, and the remaining three points were smiles.

The laughing is the old man, the old man is in his prime, the old man is also a bust, sideways, panicked, that is the youth of the first father, the posture is strange and stiff and more cautious, as if holding a dynamite bag. It seems to have taken it, and it was taking it from itself, and it was a small light, but it was also as heavy as Mount Tai's incense. Why are you flustered, why are you at a loss, why are you holding it in your hand for fear of falling and holding it in your mouth and being afraid of melting, why do you cry and laugh and ask Rob -

Rob was behind him, pulling his feet and running, and where his arm was waving, it was a diaper.

Among the four people, only Rob had a full-body portrait, but he had just entered the door and turned into a villain.

Behind the spring flowers and autumn moon picture, the left door and the right shadow wall, the spring flowers and autumn moon are still spring flowers and autumn moons, but all of them are one size smaller-

The space is pulled apart, and it is left blank again.

It turned out that Xiao Fang was urinating, crying endlessly, and the family was busy serving, but they were also happy.

The painting is finished, the coloring is not dry, it is still placed on the table, and the four people are looking around.

General silence.

The three-flower father-in-law was the first to praise: "Lifelike, full of form and spirit, really give birth to a wonderful brush, worthy of the painter's heirs!"

Just like this, the painting is impeccable, it can be described as a stroke of genius, but it is the heart that moves the painting, just when Sanhuagong spoke publicly, General Fang burst into tears: "Yes, yes, yes......"

Rob was also in tears: "Yes, yes, yes, isn't it, like this!"

It is said that twenty years ago, that scene is still in front of me, it is exactly what it looks like in the painting, it seems to be real and illusory, but it seems to be distinct. Since they are a loving husband and wife, it is a pity that they gather less and leave more, they have just gotten a noble son, and they have been in prison. Twenty years have passed, and the baby in the infant has grown up, and finally the father and son are reunited, which can be said to be a blessing in misfortune. It's the eyebrows, it's the eyes, she laughs to herself, blindly happy, the artistic conception of the old painting and the new one is very different, the coldness is not there, and the warmth is endless. Regaining the fragments of memory, the picture freezes the past, and imagines watching that scene after scene, which is the eternal warmth in my heart.

That's it, that's what it looks like.

Father-in-law Sanhua also cried, and Father-in-law Sanhua was also a man of temperament: "Don't cry, don't cry, Huaizhong! The hard days have come to an end, and the good days are coming! Let's not cry!"

The three-flower father-in-law cried and smiled, and Rob also cried and laughed: "God bless, the ancestors have spirits, looking forward to this day day and night, it is worth it for the old slave to die, hahaha!

This is still Fang Yin.

Fang Yin is hope, for the second elder: "I said, is this pulling, or peeing?"

Fang Yin was laughing, and Murong Gongzi also laughed to himself: "Pulling and urinating, it's so lively!"

"Stinky stinky stink, stinky and smelly!" Fang Yin stepped forward and sniffed violently: "It's fragrant and smelly, weird!"

Ink is fragrant, and ink stinks, like tears bitter and sweet: "Don't shed tears and stain my paintings." ”

Yes, Fang Yin has endured it for a long time, but Fang Yin doesn't want to cry anymore: "Ha!"

"Okay, after the painting, I went to drink. Murong Gongzi was full of energy, and there was no trace of tiredness: "The hour is just right, let's go-"

"I'm going too!" "I'm going too!" Of course Sanhua wants to go, go to the Chaoyun Dusk Rain Building: "Sizzle-"

The three-flower father-in-law drooled, the wine pond meat forest, the beauty was like a cloud, it was the days of the gods, the emperor-level enjoyment: "Go!"

"Go ahead. Xiao Fang Yin is going to see it after all, and Old General Fang can be regarded as opening the golden mouth: "Come back early." ”

However, after looking at it, there are still thousands of worries, the old man is worried about him, and Robb naturally understands: "Son, you go slowly, my young master is young and ignorant, you can be a lot old......"

"Might as well!!" or the father-in-law of Sanhua, one sentence fixed the country: "The imperial capital has its own son, the palace has my three flowers, and I can go to the big ...... the world!"