Size jungle

The lake is blanketed with smoke and rain.

The distant mountains are like diaphanous, green Ran ran through the surface of the water. A few egrets dotted the water and passed, leaving a string of seeming shadows.

This is the morning view of the river and lake.

Quiet, broad, clear, and deep.

At this time, the red sun is rising above the distant mountains, and the vast lake surface is covered with a thin layer of haze. A small boat swung from the other side of the lake, and the boat head stood a swordsman wearing a hat, clothes with the wind drumming, floating like a fairy.

I stood stunned for a long time, finally sighed, and threw down the brush.

Only after the hour, the sound of cicadas outside the house has been so noisy that it cracked the clouds through the rocks. The hot daylight penetrated the window paper and cast a dazzling white spot in the shape of a fence on the ground in front of the threshold.

Hey, the jungle.

I sighed again and moved my aching shoulders and went to the table to pour tea to quench my thirst. Raised his hand and found some ink stains between his fingers, so he dipped a little tea to wipe.

My hands are the most beautiful place on my body - long and slender fingers, delicate and white skin, bright as jade. However, the value of these hands is much more than the word "good-looking".

I come from a family, I grew up with an excellent education in female virtue, and I am very good at embroidery and painting, and calligraphy. Since I married into the Xu family seven years ago, nine out of ten of the expenses of a family of several dozen people have been earned from my hands.

As I was sighing, there was a sudden "creak" outside the courtyard. Someone opened the door and came in, striding across the courtyard and coming straight to my room.

It was him.

My heart suddenly jumped and I got up to put away the painting of the morning scene of the river and lake. But the ink was not yet dry and there was nowhere to store it. With this momentary hesitation, he knocked twice on the door as usual and pushed the door open.

"Ah! You have a new painting!" He came straight across to me, his eyes full of delight.

However, when he saw the full picture, the joy on his face suddenly froze: "Huh, it's a ...... landscape painting!"

I secretly sighed in my heart and dragged the scroll towards my side.

"Last night's dream, woke up still have the intention, then casually painted a, not to be seen." I rubbed my fingers on the edge of the paper, hoping that the ink would dry soon so I could put it away.

"Hey! There is no such thing as a substandard painting by Ran Niang?" He resumed his smiling attitude and squeezed over and snatched the scroll away, "Come, let me take a closer look!"

I was touched by him, so I had to back away.

The man I married, Xu Shu, was a calligraphy and painting broker. His family is ordinary, his appearance is ordinary, and his talents are not outstanding. If my family hadn't fallen into ruin seven years ago, I wouldn't have married a man like him.

However, I have no complaints about this - the decision to marry was my own. He is an honest man and has treated me well for the past seven years.

"Ohhhhh! The mood in this painting is very ...... very chic ah!" Xu Shu sighed loudly, the whole person seems to jump into the painting, "previously only know Ran Niang can paint flowers and birds, how can also hide such a masterpiece? In my opinion, why don't we switch to this painting for tonight's Six Courts selection? I'm sure I can beat that Drunken Tong Painting Academy!"

I was so excited when I heard him say this, that I panicked.

The Six Courts' Selection is an annual event held by the six folk painting schools in the capital. The six academies work together to invite several of the top painters from the Hanlin Painting Bureau and the Painting Academy to be their guests, and each academy selects one of their best works and presents them together at the Huixian Restaurant for an on-the-spot critique. The top one will able to become famous in one go, and the value of the painting will be doubled by more than ten times since then.

Over the years, Xu Shu has been working under the Liu Feng Painting Academy, and I am also considered the chief painter of flower and bird paintings under Liu Feng. Every year, my paintings are the ones selected by Liu Feng for the Six Courts' selection. In the past few years, I have won several top prizes, but in recent years, the Drunken Tong Painting Academy has received many new masterpieces, which have gradually been overwhelmed by popularity.

"Why, that "shallow grass fell Ying picture" can consume two months of my efforts, Mu boss still do not think it is good?" I walked over and grabbed back the river and lake picture, "This half-asleep and half-awake scribbled picture, won't it make people laugh?"

"Hey, how!" Xu Shu waved his hand, and took it back, "the surprise can win! I'm tired of seeing too many pictures of flowers and birds. I'll take it to the painting institute and send it to them." He was about to leave when he looked down and then turned back, "Oh, I haven't inscribed it yet. You can make up a few more strokes!"

I looked at the swordsman in the painting, and I couldn't help but feel a softness in my heart.

Hey, Jianghu.

Once, I also had the opportunity to go. With Qingping.

Now seven years have passed, and I do not know where she has drifted to, or how is it going.

I sighed, and lifted the cuffs, up the pen dipped in ink.

"The boat has passed away since then, the river and sea send the rest of life. In the twilight of summer, Qing Ran made."

I put down the pen, and Xu Shu had already diligently inscribed the seal for me, and his mouth was tsking with joy.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

He was indeed a too ordinary, or even incompetent, calligraphy and painting broker. It would be strange if Mr. Mu didn't scold him if he took this picture to the painting institute.

I suddenly felt very tired, smiled at him, and let him take the painting and go.

It was a very long day.

I don't know why, but since Xu Shu left, I have been restless, my mouth is dry and my heart is palpitating. My hands were shaking a bit while doing embroidery work, and I almost hurt my hands a few times. There were only a few days left before the delivery of Mr. Lu's embroidery screen, so if I delayed today, I would have to suffer again tomorrow and the day after.

But now, in this state, it was useless to stay up for a long time. I sighed, put down my needle and thread, and pushed the door to go out of the house.

At night, the heat finally came down a bit. The old acacia trees in the courtyard were rustling in the wind, and the moon was gradually rising to the size of the canopy that could be seen in the courtyard, which was peaceful and quiet.

In this house, I live alone - this is also my life today, one of the most fortunate things.