Chapter 129: Sha Fanli

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!" The shopkeeper put on the scroll with both hands, "The painting has been mounted, Mr. Xuanyuan will see if he is satisfied."

Niu Youdao received it in his hand, spread it out to look at it, checked it a bit, nodded: "Not bad!" Then he handed it to Hei Mudan, "It's finished!"

Black Peony couldn't wait to appreciate it, her eyes were soft and sticky on the painting, and it was difficult to move away.

Yuan Fang also came up to appreciate it again, and clicked his tongue again.

When Niu Youdao turned his head, he saw that the shopkeeper was still nearby, and he didn't seem to want to leave, so he couldn't help asking in surprise, "Is there something wrong with the shopkeeper?"

"Hehe, there is indeed something wrong, alas, I just don't know if it's appropriate to speak." The shopkeeper smiled a little reservedly.

Niu Youdao: "If you have something to talk about, it's okay to talk about it."

"Okay!" The shopkeeper bowed his head slightly, and looked at the scroll in Hei Mudan's hand, "It stands to reason that Yueyue Inn shouldn't disturb the guests... That's right, Mr. Xuanyuan's paintings are indeed unique, and I want to ask you to draw another one for others. I don't know what you want?"

While admiring the black peony painting in his hand, he seemed to be touched by something, suddenly raised his head, and stared at the shopkeeper with flickering eyes.

Niu Youdao hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint the shopkeeper, I don't draw pictures for people I don't know."

Hearing this, Hei Mudan's eyes flashed with anxiety. After rolling up the painting scroll in his hand, he slowly walked to Niu Youdao's side, and kept reminding him with his eyes.

"Uh..." The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "Don't let the master paint for nothing, there is a reward."

Niu Youdao didn't seem to see Hei Mudan's reminder, and declined politely: "Shopkeeper, if you have nothing else to do, I won't give it away. I still have something to do here."

Hei Mudan couldn't help but said: "Master Dao, the shopkeeper came to the door in person, sincerity can be seen, so we might as well make an exception."

The shopkeeper's eyes fell on Hei Mudan's face, as if he saw something, he said: "He is a sensible person, sir, you might as well consider Hei Mudan's opinion."

Niu Youdao: "No need, see off the guests!"

Without saying a word, Yuan Fang stretched out his hand to see off the guest, "Please!"

Hei Mudan was so anxious that she wanted to stomp her feet, the shopkeeper's words undoubtedly confirmed her guess, how could such a good opportunity be missed, she wanted to persuade her again, but was stopped by Niu Youdao's cold eyes.

The shopkeeper was not in a hurry to leave, and asked instead: "Mr. Xuanyuan, don't you want to know who is painting for?"

Niu Youdao said indifferently: "The shopkeeper has nothing to do with who you paint for. Yaoyue Inn has Yaoyue Inn's rules, and I have my own rules, so let it be!"

Now it's the shopkeeper's turn to be uneasy. If he can't complete the tasks assigned by his superiors, then he will have a lot of fun. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Xuanyuan, I sincerely invite you. Feel free to ask for any conditions, sir. Everything is easy to discuss."

Niu Youdao looked impatient with being entangled by him, "Let me draw, one hundred thousand gold coins, you can think about it yourself."

Yuanfang blinked, and looked at Hei Mudan in blank dismay.

"..." The shopkeeper was speechless, one hundred thousand gold coins for a painting like this?

"Why? Do you think it's expensive?" Niu Youdao spread his hands, "Then there's no other way. It's like your inn. You need ten gold coins for a day's stay. There's no room for bargaining. Anyone who wants to come will come."

I've never seen such a murderer! Anger welled up in the shopkeeper's heart, but because he wanted something from others, he didn't want to offend him, so he said with a dry smile, "In that case, let me go back and ask."

Niu Youdao stretched out his hand to ask for permission, and the shopkeeper bowed his hands and said goodbye.

When the shopkeeper left, Hei Mudan immediately said: "Master Dao, the one who can make the shopkeeper come here for a painting is definitely someone with a reputation behind the inn."

Niu Youdao snorted, and said calmly: "Could it be Sha Huanli, the lord of Star Picking City?"

Hei Mudan nodded again and again, "Master Dao, it is definitely possible. Even if it is not for the time being, even if other officials in the city get such a beautiful thing, they will not keep it secret. They will definitely let Sha Fanli know about it afterwards. Master Dao might as well think about it, if you can make friends with paintings and establish a friendship with Sha Fanli, who in this world would dare not give you a little face in the future?"

Niu Youdao squinted at her, and found that the thoughts of low-level people are the thoughts of low-level people. Many things are easy to take for granted and too naive. People who have reached the level of Sha Fanli, in the eyes of this level of dignitaries, a painter who comes and goes as soon as they are called is a fart. Do you really think that a painting can create a good friendship with others?

Take ten thousand steps back and say, people insist on forcing you to draw, do you dare not to draw?

He wanted to ask Hei Mudan, did someone at Sha Huanli's level know some masters in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? It is estimated that there are many experts in various tunes. Is there anyone who can really talk about friendship with Sha Fanli in this aspect?

Maybe there is! But it is definitely not something like a calligraphy and painting that can be established. The reason for the establishment of true friendship is definitely some factors other than calligraphy and painting.

Anyone who thinks that he dares to use the name of Sha Fanli after drawing a picture for her is asking for trouble. When it comes to the level of Sha Fanli, someone will immediately poke the depth and test the relationship between you and Sha Fanli.

There are two kinds of face, one kind of face can solve troubles, and the other kind of face can win compliments and envy and bring some benefits. The former is true face, backed up by strength and confidence, while the latter is false and deceitful. It won't last long, and it will be revealed immediately when it hits the real thing.

There are many people who are wise in the world, and those who have confidence and strength will not be afraid of you just because you painted Sha Fanli.

Hei Mudan's vision is not yet in place, it's too wasteful to talk to her now, Niu Youdao didn't bother to say anything more, and said calmly: "If it's really Sha Huanli, it's enough to get acquainted with her for a while, and don't think about other things for now."

Hei Mudan was heartbroken and didn't know what to say about him, Sha Huanli! The granddaughter of Luo Qiu, one of the Nine Supremes in the world! No matter how many people want to climb such a good opportunity, they can't get it, and you don't take it seriously?

She didn't believe that this Taoist master's background could reach Luo Qiu's level!

The shopkeeper who came to the back of the inn went up through the arch, quickly climbed up the high steps, and came to a garden full of flowers.

A white-haired old man in Tsing Yi was trimming a large potted plant with scissors. From time to time, he took a few steps away to check the overall shape, and when he found something wrong, he stepped forward and added a few scissors.

This person is Xiang Ming, the steward of the City Lord's Mansion of Zhaixing City.

The shopkeeper stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "Manager."

Xiang Ming didn't look back, he stared at the potted plant and said, "If you come, take it to Miss."

The shopkeeper said with shame: "Boss, people don't want to come."

Xiang Ming turned around at this moment and asked, "Why didn't you come?"

The shopkeeper said with a wry smile: "He said he wouldn't paint for people he didn't know. I asked him again and again, but he offered a condition. One painting would cost one hundred thousand gold coins!"

"Oh! It's really a lion's mouth." Xiang Mingpi smiled without a smile, waved his hand and said, "Miss likes it, but there is nothing I can do. One hundred thousand is one hundred thousand. Don't let the lady know about the money, please come."

"Yes!" The shopkeeper responded, secretly clicking his tongue.

He was about to turn around and leave, when Xiang Ming added lightly, "Keep an eye on this person's every move, report it diligently."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, "Does the manager think there is something wrong with him?"

"I don't know if there is a problem. Money is a trivial matter, but there are always so many people who don't know how to get close to Miss. Why did you just draw a picture and let you see it?" Xiang Ming said lightly, expressionless, and the scissors clicked again.

"Yes, I understand." The thoughtful shopkeeper bowed and walked away quickly.

Not long after, he returned to Niu Youdao's house and knocked on the door again.

"Haha, Mr. Xuanyuan, the person who wants to paint has agreed, and is willing to pay one hundred thousand gold coins as a reward." The shopkeeper cupped his hands inside and announced the good news, with a look of congratulations and fortune.

Hei Mudan was delighted, and quickly looked at Niu Youdao, hoping that Niu Youdao would not change again.

Yuan Fang was refreshed, one hundred thousand gold coins, be good!

Niu Youdao observed the other party's reaction for a while, and after a short silence, he sighed, "I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."

"Please!" The shopkeeper stretched out his hand to invite, and at the same time said to Hei Mudan: "You also come together, and bring the painting along, the person who wants to draw wants to see if it is really similar."

Seeing that Niu Youdao didn't refuse, Hei Mudan followed suit.

Several people left the room, went straight to the back of the garden, and came to the arched steps. The guards only let Niu Youdao and Hei Mudan in.

Yuan Fang scratched his neck, he was stopped and not allowed to enter.

Needless to say, the beauty of this castle-like place, to create such a beautiful place in the environment surrounded by the Gobi, requires a lot of financial and material resources.

The party walked through the garden and came to a pavilion. Someone asked them to wait a moment, and someone went to inform the Lord.

Both Hei Mudan and the shopkeeper seemed a little cautious, but Niu Youdao wandered slowly with his hands behind his back, admiring everywhere.

The flying eaves and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings are very exquisite. Niu Youdao stared at and admired the sculptors, and even stretched out his hands to imitate the engravings and gestures, thinking about how the sculptors cut the knife. This thing is like a brush copybook. Those who know how to write can see how the writer starts and ends.

The shopkeeper watched Niu Youdao's every move, muttering in his heart, looking at the idiot like an idiot.

After a while, several maids came slowly from the end of the corridor, surrounded by a woman in pink.

Niu Youdao turned his head to look at Hei Mudan and the shopkeeper's reaction, knowing that the master was coming, he couldn't help scrutinizing him carefully, and found that the visitor was indeed as Hei Mudan said, with average appearance and figure, but fair skin, elegant temperament and gentle expression in every frown and movement.

That's right, the person who came was none other than Sha Fanli, the lord of Star Picking City.

As soon as Sha Huanli arrived, the shopkeeper and Hei Mudan handed each other a salute, and Niu Youdao followed suit.

Sha Huanli raised her hand as a sign of excuses, stared at Hei Mudan, and asked softly: "What about the painting, I'll take another look."

Immediately, someone took the painting from Black Peony and opened it for her to admire.

Sha Huanli looked at the painting and then at the black peony. After repeated comparisons, she exclaimed, "It's so ingenious, it really looks alike!" Looking back at Niu Youdao, "This must be Mr. Xuanyuan who did the painting, right?"