Vol 5 Chapter 58: missed the secret

Vol 5 Chapter 58: missed the secret

Fu Mingrui put the painting away, looked down at Lu Shi, and said in a low voice, "Lu Shi, why did you hide the corpse here?!"

Raising the crutch in his hand, Mrs. Lu pointed at Huang Ye's skeleton: "That's my husband, Huang Ye, and that's my little brother, Lu Xuan." Mrs. Lu pointed at another skeleton, clearly pointing and articulate, which can be seen She knows exactly what she's doing.

Lu put down his crutches, hatred and unbearable expression appeared in his eyes. She leaned her hands on the crutches and turned her face away, feeling depressed for a while, then turned to look at all her family members: "What I said here today, you are not allowed to spread it! Otherwise, the paintings of Taoist Huangshan will become worthless!"

Everyone recovered from their panic and looked at their ancestors in a daze. Suddenly, they only felt that the amiable old man in front of him, who had been eating fast and chanting Buddha, became strange. And her last words made them even more uneasy. Once their grandfather's paintings were worthless, what would their entire family depend on for a living? !

Lu Shi cast a gloomy glance at them, then turned around and did not look at the two skeletons on the ground in disgust: "The reason why my husband's later paintings changed drastically is because they were drawn by my little brother Lu Xuan." Lu Shi embarrassed Turning away, "Huang Ye is deceiving the world!"

Immediately, everyone was surprised. They never expected that all of Huang Ye's later paintings were drawn by a boy under the age of eighteen.

Yi Jixuan chuckled at the side, and whispered to Fu Mingsu: "It's a pity that this old woman didn't go into business when she was young, but her ruthlessness and calmness alone are enough to make a fortune in the world. Until now, what she worries about is not her own suffering." Prison, but the value of Huang Ye's paintings will drop."

Fu Mingsu shook his head and sighed softly: "I'm ashamed..."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lu turned her face back and continued: "Because of my young age, my younger brother was easy to deceive at first, and my husband has been coaxing him, promising him success and fame in the future, and being famous in the capital. But as my younger brother grew up, he began to see through yellow Ye's tricks, and his desire for his paintings to be known more and more, he is no longer willing to be Huang Ye's catcher (gunner). So, the two clashed, and during the tug-of-war in the house, my husband bumped into the painting " In Ao Meitu, he was injured in the head. In a fit of rage, he also killed my little brother. Not long after, he himself died of serious injuries. This is a scandal in my Huang family. No one cared about it. At that time, I was the only widow with my family, if no one came to buy his paintings, how would I, a woman, support the whole family?!" Lu Shi excitedly hit the ground with his crutches. When it comes to sadness, there are also tears in my eyes, which makes people sigh, it was not easy for her to be a woman back then. It also made the Huang family standing outside feel sore, and forgave the ancestor's act of hiding the corpse back then. It is to protect the reputation of their grandfather and preserve the value of Huangshan Taoist paintings.

Although the Huang family believed it, Fu Mingrui didn't. He knew that Lu Shi's confession was half true and half false.

"Did you just hide it?" Yun Yao suddenly raised her face and raised her feet. As soon as she opened her mouth, Fu Minghui's gaze immediately went towards her, and a smile overflowed her face involuntarily. She felt that Yun Yao was cute and interesting. .

Yun Yao curled her lips, rolled her eyes, and turned her face to the sky: "Sister You You asked me to bring you a sentence. She said, the Bodhisattva let you live so long, do you really think it's because you eat fast and chant Buddha?" Yun Yao glanced back and looked proudly at Lu Shi .

Lu Shi also looked at the little girl with cold eyes. This stinky girl has too many things to do! And that sister Yoyo in her mouth. What kind of stinky **** is she, she is so secretive, she dare not show her face, she is behind her back!

Yun Yao curled her lips: "The Bodhisattva is here to give you a chance to repent today, so that you will suffer less punishment after today!"

Lu Shi was taken aback, what did Yun Yao mean after today?

Yun Yao pointed to the Buddhist beads on the ground: "If the Buddhist beads are broken, the debt will be cleared!" Yun Yao glared and yelled, her stern expression shocked everyone in the hall.

Lu Shi immediately sat on the seat in a daze, looking at the prayer beads all over the floor.

Yunyao stood up and shook her head: "My sister Youyou also said that the so-called wicked people live for thousands of years not because God is blind, but because they want to keep their wronged cases cleared up and their wronged souls repaid justice. You can't die if you are not clear of debts, so the Bodhisattva let you die." You have lived for so long. Today is the day you pay off your debts, no matter whether you recruit or not, you will not live to see the emperor."

Lu's mind went blank for a moment, how did this little girl know that she wanted to see the emperor? The sister Yoyo that the little girl in front of her is talking about seems to have gotten into her mind, and she can see all her thoughts clearly!

And, that painting! Unexpectedly, it was restored!

Her body began to tremble slightly, the events of that year are still vivid in her mind, the last scene is always in her dreams, and she has been haunted by nightmares for a full fifty years.

"Who is sister Yoyo you're talking about?" Finally, Fu Minghui couldn't help asking, he didn't care who Yunyao was talking about, but he finally found a chance to talk to Yunyao.

Yun Yao heard someone ask and looked over, but it was a handsome young man who didn't look like him.

She glanced at him, proudly put her hands on her hips, her nostrils facing the sky: "My sister Youyou knows everything, she is a fairy who came down from the nine heavens, and that painting was restored by my sister Youyou!" Yun Yao proudly pointed at the "And the resentful soul in it was taken away by her." Yun Yao continued triumphantly, "What did this old woman do..." Yun Yao flicked her finger and pointed at Lu Shi who was already frightened, " My sister Youyou also knows all about it, hey, you are chasing Lu Jingting in the secret room..."

When Yun Yao said this, Lu's complexion was already pale and his eyes were empty.

"Meow—" Suddenly, a ferocious meow came from above. The meow was almost a roar, with a hint of hoarseness.

Yun Yao was startled, her face turned red, and she jumped anxiously: "Oh, oh, I've talked too much! I've leaked the secret! It's too bad, I won't say it, I won't say it." Yun Yao quickly sat back in her original seat , Cover your mouth.

Fu Minghui on the opposite side looked at her and laughed. He didn't hear what Yunyao said, because he was only looking at Yunyao.

However, Fu Mingrui, Fu Mingsu and Yi Jixuan heard clearly, including what Yun Yao said that the resentful soul in the painting was taken away by Lian Youyou...

Fu Mingsu's heart skipped a beat, this is the failure of Gong Zihong's trap. Lian Youyouguo is not an ordinary person. This first indirect confrontation has already made Fu Mingsu feel that Lian Youyou is hiding something, and he is not someone Fu Mingsu can provoke. Therefore, it also proved that what Young Master Hong said was true. If the Fu family wanted to compete with Jiumen, it seemed that they really needed Young Master Hong's strength.

The people outside were confused, but when Yun Yao mentioned the secret room and the words Lu Jingting, Lu's mind was completely blank. It was a secret of more than 50 years. Those who knew those secrets had already died. If the other party was not a god, how would they know? !

Fifty-ninth First Meeting with a Youth Like Flowers and Jade

Her body weakened weakly, she leaned back on the chair, and said weakly, "Perhaps...it's really time...My lord, if you promise me to clear the scene, I am willing to tell you everything."

Fu Mingrui looked around, and nodded to the yamen servants.

The yacha took the other people outside the hospital and left. All the servants in the hall also exited the hall, Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan carried Huang Zong out, and closed all the doors of the hall together with others.

The sunlight was cut off by the door, and the hall became darker.

Wisps of faint light entered through the cracks of the window and fell on the two cold bones on the ground, making people feel extremely sad.

"My younger brother, Lu Jingting, is the son of my natal relatives. Because he is so beautiful and cute, my parents recognized him as a godson, so he became my godbrother. Later, because he discovered that he had a talent for painting, he came to my house to pay homage to me. Husband is a teacher, learning painting skills, when he came...he was only twelve years old..." Lu's eyes became distant and empty, as if looking into an endless black hole, the darkness in the black hole gradually sucked her mind, "I still remember... the day he came, it was the day when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and the cherry blossom seedlings... were given to my husband by a person from the East China Sea..."

The corner of Lu's mouth also overflowed with a faint smile, one after another cherry blossom petals suddenly flew up in front of her, bringing her back to the good time when she was in love with a concubine...

At that time, Lu's eldest son and second daughter were both born. When his younger brother Lu Jingting came, Lu was pregnant with his third child, who was six months pregnant.

Lu Shi also likes this godbrother Lu Xuan and Lu Jingting very much.

A few years ago, when I went back to my natal family to visit relatives, I met him once. At that time, the child was only eight years old. He was really fair and clean, with red lips and white teeth. No girl of the same age in the family could compare with him. He was really a boy as beautiful as jade. , the color is like a flower, there is no one who doesn't like it, and wants to hug and hold it high.

Therefore, Lu Jingting was also very strictly guarded by his parents at home, because it was also heard that some men liked boys and were afraid of being abducted by wicked people.

At that time, Huang Ye and Lu Shi were also very affectionate in the eyes of outsiders, and Lu Shi was also a scholarly family back then, with a beautiful country. The two admire the moon in front of the court every day, and drink tea under the moon. You paint, I grind the inkstone, respect each other like a guest, and raise your eyebrows.

Huang Ye no longer married any concubines, so in the eyes of others, Huang Ye was extremely devoted to Lu Shi, and the two of them were like gods and lovers.

Recently, due to Huang Ye's painting skills falling into a bottleneck, Lu Shi also noticed the depression in Huang Ye's heart. Just in time, asking him to accept an apprentice can divert some minds.

Huang Ye has no intention of accepting apprentices. He is still young. He thinks that accepting apprentices is a matter for him in his seventies, and it is still too early to accept apprentices.

But because Mrs. Lu admired the child very much, and because Mrs. Lu was in favor of his younger brother, Huang Ye reluctantly agreed.

That day was when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom and spring was in full swing, Huang Ye accompanied his wife in the yard waiting for the child to arrive. After a while, the old housekeeper brought a father and son over.

The cherry blossoms were like rain, and the young man was like a flower. After the cherry blossoms, those eyes that looked like autumn waves were reflected in Huang Ye's heart instantly. From then on, this young man's face was engraved in his mind, making him haunt him forever and never forget it.

The young man also worshiped Huang Ye very much. His autumn eyes were shining brightly, looking at Huang Ye as clear and filthy as that deer in the mountain, and this deer also crashed into Huang Ye's heart. He couldn't believe it. A boy with such an indistinguishable appearance? How could there be such a natural and pure boy.

Mrs. Lu was busy greeting relatives, and it happened that Lu Xuan had been adoring Huang Ye all the time, so Mrs. Lu asked Huang Ye to lead Lu Xuan to tour the Yellow House.

Huang Ye took this area for three years, and watched Lu Xuan grow from a twelve-year-old boy to a fifteen-year-old boy.

Lu Shi still laughed at him all the time, saying that he was reluctant at the beginning, but now he likes him very much. When my son is spoiled.

Indeed, Huang Ye doted on Lu Xuan like his own son, because of his talent for painting, but no one of his children could inherit Huang Ye's talent.

In the past three years, he devoted himself to teaching Lu Xuan, and because he found that Lu Xuan was indeed quite talented, he taught him all he could. Given time, this kid will surely surpass his master. If Lu Xuan becomes famous, his master will be respected even more. At that time, he will not be a painter, but a master of traditional Chinese painting.

At this time, Lu Xuan's childishness was gone. The older the boys, the more disabled they are, but this Lu Xuan is a born handsome boy, the longer he grows, the more beautiful he is. At the age of fifteen, the face is like an autumn moon, the color is like a lotus, the eyes are full of autumn waves, and the ink is flying. The entire Huang family's maids were in a turmoil when they saw it.

Don't talk about women, this man sometimes stares in a daze for a while, there really are no women in the world like Lu Xuan's overwhelming power...

"At that time, if I let my younger brother leave my husband, maybe... I can save their lives..." Lu raised her old, wrinkled hand, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "My younger brother is getting better and better. Yue Junmei, although I was worried, I thought that my husband was not a masculine person, so I didn't have too many guesses about them being together day and night... I don't know... something happened... That year... the weather was very hot... I still remember …The drought that year was also the most severe…”

That year, great heat.

The drought in the north is extremely severe, and a large number of victims of the disaster have entered Beijing. On the streets of the capital, victims of the disaster can also be seen begging.

At this moment, Huang Ye was watching Lu Xuan's painting in Yunyan Pavilion.

Yunyan Pavilion is the pavilion that Yi Jixuan ascended later, and it is where Huang Ye usually paints.

Under Huang Ye's teaching, Lu Xuan's painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds in three years. At the age of fifteen, he has already learned 90% of Huang Ye's painting skills. When the paintings he made are taken out, ordinary people can't tell whether they are from him or Huang Ye. Ye's hand.

At this time, he was painting the green hills and white waterfalls in the distance, and the plum forests and streams nearby, according to Huang Ye's request.

Huang Ye stood beside him, fanning him intimately. It's really better than treating my own son.

This year's scorching heat has made the capital unbearably hot.

Lu Xuan was dressed in light white clothes, with sweat seeping out of the back of his neck slightly, Huang Ye's folding fan shook down, but a wisp of refreshing sandalwood came out from the fan. He was slightly startled, his eyes fell on Lu Xuan's slender and fair neck: "What fragrance did Ting'er use today?"

"The old sandalwood from my sister." Lu Jingting answered while painting, and even raised his sleeves to smell it. "I sweat a lot in summer, and I'm afraid I'll smoke my teacher, so I smoked it a little longer today." When Lu Jingting spoke, his eyes were on his teacher. Full of reverence. He didn't want his stinky sweat to smoke his teacher.

There was a doting smile in Huang Ye's eyes: "What a child..." Rourou's voice was a little more drunk, but his gaze was involuntarily burning in this elegant fragrance, following Lu Xuan's stamina. Slowly down. The folding fan fell again, and Lu Xuan's thin clothes swung lightly, revealing a bumpy waistline.