Listening to the silver bell, Xiang Xing and Feng LAN were stunned.


    The bottom of their eyes, but also tacitly at the same time, there was a light of interest in eating melons and watching plays.


    "There seems to be a good play to see ~"


    Fenglan took the lead in returning to her senses. She couldn''t help laughing and directly pulled up Xiang Xing''s small hand.


    The little guy with the big sugar gourd string in his mouth directly ran up and said, "walk, sister Xinger, let''s watch the excitement!"


    "Ah..."


    The little guy was so pulled that he almost didn''t stand firm. He could only stagger to keep up.


    After a while, Feng LAN took her to the back of the audience who had gathered together. And quickly pushed away the crowd and got in.


    Straight into the inner part of the bustling circle, they saw a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar standing in a small painting stall, frowning embarrassedly.


    In front of him, there was a beautiful girl, about 16 or 17 years old, who was dressed beautifully and beautiful. She was asking him angrily with one hand on her hips.


    Looking at the girl''s face, Xiang Xing couldn''t help but be stunned.


    This face is so familiar.


    ……


    Oh, isn''t it in the branch line plot that Princess Beihu, who is having an affair with her brother-in-law and has been pregnant for months, is beautiful!


    Unexpectedly, she came to the east of Da Xuanyuan.


    So it seems that situ Ling, the little emperor, is really in a dangerous situation.


    Just one word.


    The little guy who sighed silently could not help but subconsciously turned his attention to the other hand held high by Princess Xiuli.


    What she held and unfolded in her hand was a long scroll of landscape painting.


    This painting is exquisitely conceived, with lifelike landscapes and birds. At first glance, it is the hand of a famous artist with excellent painting skills.


    Thinking, the little guy frowned slightly and couldn''t help looking carefully.


    Um.


    How do you feel? In the memory of the little sister of the original owner, the picture seems to have been seen somewhere.


    It seems to be a tribute in the palace or a gift


    However, just as she tilted her little head and was still racking her brains, the man on the side turned his eyes slightly, as if he knew something.


    Immediately, he smiled, took Xiang Xing and took her directly to the middle-aged scholar and Bei Xiuli.


    "Boss Zhang, what happened?"


    Only listen to Feng LAN change voice, and then carried body, put out his number one Huakui that charming posture, toward the middle-aged scholar Wen wenrou asked.


    "... Oh, it''s the flower lattice girl!"


    Boss Zhang took a look at Fenglan, and his eyes brightened for a moment. It was like catching some life-saving straw, and he came out directly from behind the painting stand.


    Looking for help, he hurriedly continued, "Miss Hualing, you''re just in time. Please help me explain to Lao Zhang!"


    He said, and suddenly looked sadly at the beautiful north, and wanted to cry without tears. "The girl somehow insisted that my painting was fake and copied!"


    "But no one knows about your Fengxiang building. This picture of thousands of valleys competing for flow was painted by your boss Feng himself and photographed by me with a hundred liang of gold!".


    Speaking of this, boss Zhang suddenly seemed to think of something, and his old face was slightly embarrassed.