Uncle (8)

When the news of Duan Qingen's visit to Mr. Wan came, Mr. Wan, who was enjoying tea comfortably in the hall, spat out a mouthful of tea.

"What? Who? Who did you say visited me??"

Seeing him like this, the servant below quickly said again: "It's Lord Yao Wang."

"King Yao..."

Mr. Wan's expression was dull, his eyes were blank, and he almost suspected that he was dreaming.

He is a small fifth-rank official. In a place like the capital, except for the common people and subordinates, almost no one above him knows about him.

Prince Yao is a high-ranking prince, and they have no friendship in the past. This is not a good year, and there is no official matter. How could Prince Yao come to see him, a low-ranking official like him?

Seeing that his master was still stunned, the boy below said anxiously: "Sir, Yaowang's bicycle frame is waiting outside. You should give me a word so that I can answer it."

Lord Wan, the master, didn't know what to do because of King Yao's arrival. Naturally, the servant who had seen the biggest official in his life was his boss was also at a loss.

"Reply, yes, reply..."

Mr. Wan muttered a few words and stood up suddenly: "No, no, no, I will go and greet you personally."

He is a prince, he is such a small official, and the prince has come to visit him, how can he still sit in the hall and look like a great man?

But when it comes to welcoming him, he has never received a prince at home. How should he welcome him?

Mr. Wan was afraid that he would make some mistake and affect the whole family, so he anxiously stepped on the spot a few times:

"Why did Prince Yao come to the house? It was clear that we had nothing to do with each other before."

Boy: "Sir, maybe the prince has heard that you have a good reputation and came to visit you."

"Visit?" Mr. Wan smiled bitterly: "If this is really the case, I just ask His Highness Prince Yao to finish his visit and leave as soon as possible. I am the only fifth-grade official in our mansion now, so how can I withstand the prince's visit."

But now is not the time to complain, you still have to get people in quickly, otherwise it will be a sin of neglect.

After thinking clearly, Mr. Wan hurriedly walked out, took two steps, suddenly turned around and came back, and ordered to the boy who was following him:

"I will go to the front to greet the prince. You go to the backyard and tell the old lady that Prince Yao is coming to our house. Tell her to be careful about the servants in the house and not to let the female relatives come to the front yard."

Normally, Mr. Wan would discuss this kind of family matters with Mrs. Wan, but the identity of King Yao is still a bit too noble for their Wan family. Mr. Wan is worried that his wife will make some mistakes when she panics, but she has still been looking for a living for so many years. , and the more stable old lady came to be safe.

"Yes, little one, go right here."

The boy got the order and trotted away immediately.

If it were before, Lord Wan might have scolded him and told him not to run so fast, it didn't look good.

But now, when he thought of King Yao waiting at the door, he wanted to fly up and speed up to rush to the door to greet him.

So, why did King Yao come to him?

Whether it was the Wan family or other relatives of the Wan family, they clearly had no contact with King Yao.

Lord Wan is thinking about Duan Qingen here, and Duan Qingen is also thinking about Lord Wan.

The original plot didn't mention much about the heroine's parents, except that they were from a wealthy family and treated the heroine very well.

The rest is not mentioned much, but it describes the psychological activities of the heroine when she decided to let her cousin marry on her behalf.

The general meaning is that her cousin's parents are gone, and she has been supported by her father's salary all these years. Although her mother is not kind to her, she doesn't criticize her for anything. She was raised by her father, so she should repay her. It's normal for a father's daughter to be a daughter, etc.

Because this comment was so repulsive, Duan Qingen only glanced at it and stopped looking at it.

But although the original plot did not describe Mr. Wan in detail, the information he found out about the Wan family's situation was enough.

The Wan family originated from Mr. Wan.

From a farmer to an official family, Mr. Wan, although his official position was not high, only fourth-grade, he married a woman with a third-grade father, that is, the old lady, Wan Siyuan's grandmother.

The old lady brought a lot of dowry, and the Wan family gradually grew up. After that, they gave birth to two sons. Both of them were very talented in literature under the guidance of Mr. Wan. Mr. Wan was the first to pass the Jinshi examination, followed closely by Mr. Wan. Second Master.

It is said that the relationship between the two brothers is quite good. Originally, the brothers supported each other and the Wan family could reach a higher level. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wan Er died young. His wife and her husband had a good relationship. After giving birth to their daughter, her health deteriorated. Not very good, he died of depression not long after, leaving only an orphan girl.

Duan Qingen found out that Mr. Wan has a good character. Although he is a bit pedantic like a scholar, he is absolutely decent and has a good reputation among his colleagues.

In summary, Mr. Wan is not full of evil thoughts like his daughter.

However, Wan Siyuan did not learn from her father's good nature. It may also be because everyone agrees that men do not educate their daughters, but are educated by their mothers or invited nannies. At least from what I heard, Master Wan's youngest son is also the same. A good motivated kid.

Mr. Wan is good at drawing and loves to read, but he doesn't pay much attention to how to climb up. Maybe he knows that even if he pays attention, just relying on his rank, the result will definitely not be good.

As for him, his biggest advantage is that his paintings are good-looking. Of course, although he looks good, it is only compared to his other advantages. It is a bit difficult to say that he can be called a great person, famous or something.

But that alone is enough.

Duan Qingen sat in the wheelchair, raised a slight smile, and looked at Mr. Wan who was running towards him. He knew at a glance that he was a scholar.

He had a white face and a long beard, and was wearing a moon-white robe. He could not be said to be good-looking, but he looked quite upright. He walked hurriedly. When he saw Duan Qingen from a distance, he walked even faster.

Arriving in front of Duan Qingen quickly, Master Wan quickly saluted: "I have met the prince."

"No gift."

Duan Qingen spared him the courtesy as soon as he finished saying this. He looked at the other person and straightened up carefully. With an expression like "Oh my God, this is the prince, I'm so afraid something will go wrong", he looked at him. He smiled awkwardly.

"I don't know what's going on when your prince comes here this time..."

Although he was sitting in a wheelchair and his face was slightly pale, Prince Yao, who had a very gentle manner, had no intention of showing off as a prince. Instead, he waved his hand behind him. Dexi was now very good at looking at his master's eyes. Seeing him Waving his hand, he quickly handed him the box he had been holding just now.

Duan Qingen opened the box and showed a painting inside.

A picture of cold river and snow fell into Master Wan's eyes.

He was suddenly startled, and his original nervousness was diluted by the shock: "This is not the one I drew..."

"Exactly."

Prince Yao, who smiled gently, nodded with a smile and carefully put the painting away: "I am good at painting. Your Excellency left this painting in Renjiang Tower before. When I went there, I happened to see this painting hanging in the house. I bought the painting, and I really liked it, so I shamelessly asked about your name and address."

"I am here this time because I admire your master's painting skills and would like to discuss it with you further."

Mr. Wan's originally tense body gradually relaxed little by little as Duan Qingen spoke. In the end, even his waist was straight.

He has to be honest, he has always been good at painting, but no one has ever praised him for how good he is at painting. After all, these days, any painting drawn by anyone is very beautiful.

This picture of Hanjiang Snow was made when he and his colleagues were late for a drink at Renjiang Tower and were punished to paint on the spot.

At that time, the shopkeeper begged him if he could stay in their restaurant because the painting looked good. Master Wan was so praised and drank some more wine, so he agreed directly.

Of course, as an official of the imperial court, he still wanted to save face. Although he agreed, he did not leave his seal, thinking that it would be nothing with just such a painting anyway.

Unexpectedly, this painting would be chosen by King Yao so coincidentally.

now! Master Wan's favorable impression of Duan Qing'en is rising steadily. To put it more exaggeratedly, Duan Qing'en is almost like his boss at this moment.

Mr. Wan's heart was no longer nervous now, and he didn't feel uncomfortable in front of a prince as big as King Yao. However, he felt that the handsome prince sitting in a wheelchair suited his eyes.

He smiled sheepishly (a little proudly) and cupped his hands towards Duan Qingen: "I see, I left that painting inadvertently. I didn't expect that I would be so destined to the prince."

"Since the prince is here for painting, why don't you follow Xiaguan to the study. There are still many paintings painted in the past in Xiaguan's study. They are all indecent paintings. They will make you look bad."

Duan Qing'en smiled slightly, and under his sword-shaped eyebrows, his eyes were extremely sincere when he looked at Mr. Wan: "How could it be possible? Although your painting is not that of everyone's, I can tell at a glance that you definitely put your heart into painting this picture. , you are still so young and can draw like this, in time you will definitely become famous in the capital. "

No one will be unhappy because others praise him.

Especially when you also like this skill and feel that your skill is indeed good.

Duan Qing'en has never spoken more than two sentences since he arrived at Wan's house, but Lord Wan's attitude has naturally changed from "Oh my God, this is a prince, what should I do?" to "His Royal Highness, Prince Yao" He really has a keen eye for recognizing talents. He is obviously a prince but has no airs at all. It really makes people unable to help but get close to him."

With brisk steps, he led Duan Qingen towards the study.

Dexi kept pushing the wheelchair. When he encountered the steps, the strong man behind him stepped forward and carefully lifted Duan Qingen and the wheelchair together, and then carefully placed them on the ground.

Duan Qingen didn't feel any bumps during the process, it was as flat as if he had been walking on the ground.

Although Mr. Wan has not had contact with King Yao before, he also knows about King Yao's legs.

After all, a prince who was excellent in all aspects became a prince due to this accident. He was originally able to sit in the position of the ninth and fifth lord, but now he can only be an idle prince. How could the officials not know this.

Although he knew that this matter was not a secret, he tried not to look at the wheelchair.

This is his shortcoming. If he keeps looking at him, let alone maintaining a good friendship with King Yao, it would be nice if he doesn't bear any grudge against him.

He led Duan Qingen all the way into the study. As soon as he entered, the prince, who was sitting in a wheelchair, actually cast his eyes on the paintings hanging in the study.

"This painting of an eagle spreading its wings is really good. The eagle's eyes are sharp, and the mountains and rivers below are flowing with clouds and flowing water. Was this painted by an adult?"

Mr. Wan's heart was almost bubbling with beauty.

Of course, as a scholar, even if you feel happy in your heart, you still have to maintain a humble look of "this is nothing."

He touched his beard reservedly and smiled: "It's a humble work of a low-ranking official, but it made the prince laugh."

Although he is an official, Master Wan is a painter at heart. He finally met Duan Qing'en, a person who knows how to appreciate. His whole body felt smooth and he wished he could chat with Duan Qing'en for three days and three nights.

Of course, no matter how happy you are, you can’t forget the hospitality.

Mr. Wan: "My lord, you can take a look around first. I'll ask them to bring in some tea."

He himself doesn't bring people to the study, and he doesn't usually drink tea in the study. The boys and girls don't dare to come in with tea, so he has to rush them.

As soon as he arrived at the corridor and finished his instructions, Master Wan saw the boy who he had asked to find the old lady come back.

"Master, the old lady said that she can handle it properly, so that I can feel at ease."

After finishing speaking, the boy looked carefully in the direction of the study and asked in a low voice: "Did I ask when the prince will leave?"

"What are you going to do?"

Master Wan frowned in dissatisfaction and reprimanded: "I and the prince hit it off as old friends, and you still want to keep the prince for dinner. What nonsense are you talking about! The prince said such things just after he came. What kind of hospitality is this? Follow me. I've been with you for so long and you haven't made any progress yet."

Boy: "..."

Boy: "But just now, Master, you..."

Lord Wan interrupted him: "What's wrong? Go to the kitchen quickly and ask them to cook more dishes. I want to entertain the prince well tonight."

Boy: "Yes, but..."

Master Wan: "Okay, I'm going back to the study. You are really dumbfounded."

When Mr. Wan waved his sleeves and entered the study, the boy was still standing there with a confused look on his face.

He was stunned...

Didn’t the master say it himself? I hope the prince leaves soon?