Chapter 39 Orchids, osmanthus, chrysanthemums...

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Two days ago, I was thinking about letting Lin Shuxiang be his concubine, but now I want to be Tingting's concubine. Tang Xiaofeng didn't know if this was a consequence of evil, or what was going on?

Hong Hong said in a daze: "This, this...how can this be done?"

Tingting said: "It seems a bit inappropriate."

Tang Xiaofeng nodded vigorously... Of course it was inappropriate.

Tingting said, "It's better to be Honghong's concubine. Honghong ran here from the East China Sea for you."

The red face suddenly turned black and shy. He glanced at Tang Xiaofeng quietly, and wanted to say goodbye, but he was embarrassed after all, and said shyly: "You should do it, Tingting."

Tang Xiaofeng sighed...what is this?

Have I fallen to the point where I am a concubine for others?

The beauties were laughing secretly, especially Yang Moxiang was laughing the most disgusting, which made Tang Xiaofeng want to spank her.

In the evening of that day, Tingting, who had recovered from the request of the prefect of Zhengzhou, took Honghong and Jinfeng to the banquet. This was a formal occasion, so Tang Xiaofeng, the "concubine", had to stay on the boat depressedly. Yan Zixiao, Yan Ziqiong, Yang Moxiang and others also accompanied her and acted as her guard.

Lin Shuxiang originally wanted to stay with Tang Xiaofeng, but Tang Xiaofeng was because she was an official lady before and knew a lot about etiquette in the officialdom. Anyway, she was fine with her, so it would be better to let her stay by Tingting and give her guidance.

But when they left, they seemed to be much bored.

He took out the blank scroll and placed it on the table, remembering the fact that Xuanzang asked him to help the fairy of Flowers to finish the unfinished "The Picture of the Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers".

Indeed, he now has both a five-color pen and this blank scroll, and Fairy Baihua happens to be his sister again.

This is simply God's will.

However, judging from Xuanzang's statement, this has nothing to do with God's will, it is just a coincidence.

Tang Xiaofeng thought that Xuanzang's bald donkey was a little capable. Although he liked Tang Monk in "Journey to the West" like Tang Monk, his Taoism was real. Just like he used his clever sword to scare Ji Hulian away, it seemed to fool people, but Ji Hulian's cultivation for hundreds of years would be fooled by him. This is a Taoism.

For no reason, he probably wouldn't have asked me to finish painting the "Picture of the Heavenly Girl Scattered Flowers". Could it be that something strange will happen after finishing painting the "Picture of the Heavenly Girl Scattered Flowers"?

Just like the level-passing tasks in a stand-alone game, after drawing this picture, all the hundreds of fairies will become my wife? He was fantasizing about it in his heart.

Hmm, no, my sister is also among these hundred fairies. If that is the case, wouldn’t she marry her? That’s a mess... um.

What is this strange feeling?

Just as he was bored and thought about it, someone came in and called out: "Master."

Tang Xiaofeng looked up and saw that it was Yuying and Xiuying who came. He couldn't help but smile and said, "I thought you were following you too." Xiuying said, "Sister Shuxiang was afraid that the young master would be bored, so he kept us."

The two girls were like guards in the country, dressed in men, wearing big konna silk and silk clothes, and wearing military hats and flat scarves. Yuying looked quite heroic, but Xiuying looked even more charming. The two of them held the fruits and vegetables on the plate and placed them on the table. Yuying said coldly: "Master, what is this?"

Tang Xiaofeng said: "The picture of the scattered flowers of the heavenly girl."

Xiuying said in confusion: "There is only one scroll, where does the picture come from?"

Tang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "When I draw it, it will come."

Yuying said in surprise: "The master can not only write poetry, but also draw?"

Tang Xiaofeng sighed: "No." He looked at them again: "Do you do?"

Xiuying smiled slightly, and Yuying said, "If you talk about painting, Xiuying's paintings are famous for being good. Since she was a child, countless people have come to ask her to paint."

Tang Xiaofeng was overjoyed, pulled Xiuying and sat down, and took out the five-color pen: "Come and help me draw."

Xiuying said: "What do you want to draw?"

"Fairy," said Tang Xiaofeng, "If there are a hundred fairies, there are many flowers."

Yuying said, "Master, don't let her draw flowers. She just draws orchids whenever she draws them. What she loves most is to use a fan to scoop orchids. If she doesn't put all the fans in the house on orchids, she will not give up."

Tang Xiaofeng thought to himself, was she an orchid fairy? He knew that even among the ninety-nine flower gods, the flowers in Si were different, and there were differences in the heights. Peony was the flower king. Needless to say, the flowers that are famous all over the world like chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, orchids, osmanthus, lotus, daffodils, and jasmine are often famous for their poetry and paintings, and their status is better than other flowers. Ordinary flowers like reeds, vine flowers, reeds, douches, and apple blossoms, which have no beauty or fragrance, are basically at the bottom of the list of flowers.

These beauties around him are basically famous flowers among the flowers. Yang Moxiang is plum blossom, Lian Jinfeng is daffodil, Hongying is jasmine... Could Xiuying be an orchid?

He looked at Xiuying's delicate red lips, thinking about whether to kiss her and see if there is any orchid fragrance in her innate spiritual energy. Xiuying's cheeks turned red when she saw him staring at his mouth.

Having said that, who is the chrysanthemum fairy?

He really wants to get to know him.

He looked at Yuying: "Then what would you draw?"

Yuying said: "I can't draw beauties, nor can I draw flowers. I can only draw pigs."

Tang Xiaofeng said in surprise: "Pig? Why do you want to draw a pig?"

Yuying said seriously: "Because pigs can erect orchids."

Tang Xiaofeng laughed in silence... The most different thing about this maid is that she can tell jokes with extremely serious expressions. Then again, even if Yuying often says funny things, he never saw her laugh.

Xiuying muttered, "Her mouth has always been so damaging, just like a pig."

Tang Xiaofeng smiled and shook his head, bent down, and was about to tell Xiuying who he was going to draw on the painting, but Yuying suddenly pushed him. He caught him off guard and bumped into Xiuying and kissed her pink neck.

"Look, Lan'er is always going to be urnated by a pig." Yuying covered her mouth, not knowing if she was laughing. Xiuying's face suddenly turned red, she jumped up and wanted to beat her, but she had already plundered out. Xiuying was about to chase her, but Tang Xiaofeng held her in his arms: "Help me draw."

Xiuying asked him with a shameful face and what kind of fairy he wanted to draw? He said, "If the flowers look good, they will be as good as the fairy. As for the fairy, you will be as good as you dress up, but you will draw all of you seven, Zixiao, Ziqiong, Ziying, Jinfeng, Silver Toad, Yutang, Honghong, and Tingting."

Xiuying said in confusion: "We are not fairies. Since we are pictures of scattering flowers in heaven, why do we draw us?"

Tang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "The fairy in heaven is not as good as you."

Xiuying looked at him and said, "It's true that it's the same as Mo Xiang said."

Tang Xiaofeng asked: "What did that girl say?"

Xiuying said embarrassedly: "She said Yuying's mouth is the worst, and the owner's mouth is the worst."

Tang Xiaofeng smiled and said, "You haven't seen a real bad yet." He suddenly kissed him.

Xiuying slapped his chest twice weakly.

Tang Xiaofeng used the "Butterfly Love Flower" mental method to pick her innate spiritual energy a little, and savor it carefully, and found that there was indeed an orchid fragrance. He raised his head and looked at Xiuying and smiled: "Did Mo Xiang tell you that your mouth is the most fragrant?"

Xiuying snuggled in his arms, so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to get into it.

Tang Xiaofeng thought, that girl Mo Xiang dared to say that my mouth was the worst. Tomorrow I would let her know what the real bad is.

Next, he forced Xiuying to do his legs and help him draw. Xiuying said that there was no cinnabar or green roe, how to draw? But he took out a five-color pen and found some paper for her to try.

Xiuying took the five-color pen and drew it on the paper. She found that as long as the thoughts came out, the color you wanted could come out. When using the painting to adjust the color, the color always deviates. With these five-color pens, the colors drawn were as if they were thinking in their hearts, like dreams, and were very magical.

At that moment, Xiuying began to conceive and thought about how to draw the "Goddess of Flowers". Once she became energetic, she was concentrating on her, and did not care about other things around her, and she could not even notice Tang Xiaofeng touched her buttocks.

Tang Xiaofeng naturally knew that the 100 reincarnated immortals, including his sister, were all rare talented women in the world, and the few around him were outstanding even among the flowers.

When Xiuying talks about fighting skills, she is a little better than Hongying, who is afraid of the enemy when she sees the enemy. However, when it comes to chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, she is never inferior to others. But what he doesn't know is that she is not just not inferior to others, but the most powerful among the seven girls.

In "Mirror Flowers", Xiuying's palace examination score was 15th. Considering that Wu Zetian placed the top ten in the bottom ten when the rankings were released, in other words, only Tang Xiaoshan, Yin Ruohua, Yin Qiaowen, and Bian Bi's elder sister Bian Baoyun. Even Lin Shuxiang was one better than her.

Drawing is just like writing poetry and essays. The difficulty is the layout and conception. The writing is simple. When the girls come back, Xiuying is still sitting on the master's lap, staring blankly at the blank painting. Yang Moxiang and others were extremely curious, thinking about what she was doing. After asking, they realized that she was going to draw them.

Since everyone is a talented woman, they can't help but talk and come up with ideas. As the saying goes, "A real gentleman is a man who doesn't speak of chess, but he doesn't say that a real talent is a man who doesn't speak of paintings."

The beauties kept talking, but Xiuying's tears suddenly flowed out and kept falling. Yang Moxiang and others were shocked, thinking, could it be that we had disturbed her? Even so, there was no need for her to cry, right?

Tang Xiaofeng hugged Xiuying: "Don't cry, don't cry, anyway, there's no hurry, it doesn't matter if you can't draw it."

Xiuying suddenly looked up, with tears streaming on her face: "Master, can I draw my sister?"

Tang Xiaofeng was stunned and said, "Your sister?"

Lin Shuxiang sighed and said, "Her sister's name is Shunying. Xiuying was originally the daughter-in-law of my Wen family. When something happened to the Wen family, she also fled with us and was arrested by the Xue mother-in-law. After becoming the seventh daughter of Yinxuan, she secretly returned home, but the Tian family had already been destroyed. Her sister Shunying was missing and she didn't know where to go to find her."

Xiuying wiped her tears: "I didn't know why, I wanted to draw everyone, but when I saw this painting, I remembered my sister very well and wanted to draw her together."

Tang Xiaofeng thought: "Tian Xiuying, Tian Shunying...Shunying is Xiuying's sister, she must be one of the hundreds of flowers." So he said softly: "It doesn't matter, even if you draw, you can draw whoever you want, and you can draw anyway. After drawing your sister, you can also draw you and me, draw you like an orchid, draw me like a pig, and I will urge you."

Xiuying wiped her tears and burst into tears and laughed: "Master, you...you are so bad."

That night, Xiuying kept paintings, and Yang Moxiang and the other four Yings helped her. In fact, there was nothing to do with painting. She was just lighting the stove for her, serving tea and water, and paying attention to prevent her from being eaten by a bad guy when she was concentrating on painting...

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It was not until the next morning that Xiuying finished drawing her sister.

Tang Xiaofeng looked at it and saw a girl with a similar appearance to Xiuying, but more lively appearance, wearing a skirt with wind and moon, wearing colorful silks shining with rays, flying in the clouds, like a fairy.

However, although the girl's expression was lively and her form was pretty and cute, the colors used to draw her seemed dark and dull. He asked in confusion: "Why do you need to draw so dim?"

Xiuying lowered her head and said, "I don't know either. I originally wanted to use some bright colors, but after I painted it, it somehow became so dark."

When Tang Xiaofeng saw a girl painting a osmanthus flower, he said, "Don't you like to go to orchids? Why do you paint osmanthus flower?"

Xiuying whispered: "Although I like orchids, Shunying likes osmanthus. When she was a child, she loved to compete with me. I said orchids were good, but she insisted on saying that the osmanthus fragrance was fragrant. Once, it started fighting, which made everyone laugh at us."

Tang Xiaofeng thought: "Can her sister be the fairy of osmanthus?"

He thought again: "Maybe because of his past life, even if these flower gods are reincarnated and descended to the earth, they seem to like the flowers they hold the most. Just like Mo Xiang likes plum blossoms the most. She will be angry even if others regard wintersweet as plum blossoms. Xiuying likes orchids, and Yin Hongyu likes magnolia flowers. Last time she deceived Cuifang and said that I like the beauty flowers, although she pretended not to care, the joy between her eyebrows could not be hidden."

At this time, Yang Moxiang and others had already rested. Seeing Xiuying's eyes turned red and he was quite haggard, he picked her up and said softly: "You have been tired all night, so you should rest early."

He carried her to the bed and Xiuying said in surprise: "Master, here, here..." This is the master's bed.
To be continued...