Lin Wanrong was surprised. What the hell is this Old Man Luo up to? I'm here to see you, not your daughter. Even if you're a pimp, you don't have to be so brazen. I'm a decent person.
"So Miss Luo is here too." Lin Wanrong smiled. "Didn't Lord Luo ask me to come? Why don't I see her? "
Luo Ning nodded. "Father just went down to the dam to investigate. Brother Lin, please wait for a moment."
Lin Wanrong nodded and looked around. So the place Lomin asked him to come to was the Xiaguan River Dam. It was already winter, the dry season for the Yangtze River. The water level had receded a lot, but traces of the flood could still be seen on the yellow soil and mud on both sides.
Thousands of commoners rolled up their sleeves and rolled up their trousers as they passed through the mud and moved the mud ashore. There were also thousands of people holding all kinds of digging tools, filling up the dam and widening it.
This scene reminded Lin Wanrong of the irrigation works he often saw in his previous life. He grew up by the Han River and had a clear understanding of the importance of irrigation works. Looking at the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of closeness. These commoners wore plain clothes and ate rice chaff. But in Lin Wanrong's eyes, they were his family. They were many times closer than those useless scholars and talented women.
But although there were many people on the dam, the tools were outdated and the efficiency was low. If they wanted to increase the dam's height, who knew how long it would take. Lin Wanrong was also a little anxious.
Why did this Old Man Luo call me here? Don't tell me he wants me to donate money? Damn it, this old man is really cunning. He knows exactly what I'm doing.
Seeing that Luo Ning was still standing at the side, Lin Wanrong said, "Miss Luo, do you know why Lord Luo called me here?"
Luo Ning smiled mysteriously and said, "Daddy will talk to you later."
Lin Wanrong saw her mysterious smile and knew that she must know something. However, looking at her proud look, it was useless to ask. This chick would definitely not say anything.
He sighed, and didn't say anything to Luo Ning, and walked up the embankment. The sturdy feeling from the heavy earth excited him. I'm a child from the Yangtze River. His eyes became moist.
Seeing his agitated expression, Luo Ning hurriedly asked softly, "Big Brother Lin, are you alright?"
Lin Wanrong sniffed and said with a smile, "I'm fine. It's just that the wind is too strong, so I feel a little uncomfortable. By the way, Miss Lo, what are you doing here? "
"I came with my colleagues from the Book Club." Luo Ning pointed to a high slope in the distance. There was a long row of tables, and on the tables was a long piece of rice paper. The scholars and talented women from Jinling Book Club were waving their brushes and splashing ink. From the looks of it, it seemed like they were drawing a whole picture.
The strong men who were moving the sand and sand continuously walked past the books. This group of young masters and young ladies actually ignored them.
Among the crowd, there was a girl who looked very eye-catching. She wore a dark red official dress, and looked delicate and exquisite. It was Miss Wan Ying. This little girl, sneaking out again during office hours. She really wasted my food. However, when she put on the fiery red police uniform, she really did look a bit wild. Lin Wanrong secretly evaluated her.
He also saw Hou Yuebai and Yu Wenpo. The two of them were waving their brushes as if they were flying. Cheers came from the surroundings. That Wan Ying stood beside Hou Yuebai and kept clapping. Her eyes were full of worship.
Damn it, the common people are sweating like rain for this embankment, protecting the interests of you rich officials, but you still have the leisure to come here and paint for fun. Damn it, you're really eating food for free. Lin Wanrong snorted heavily. The common people in his bones really couldn't bear to see such a scene. He took light steps and was about to leave.
Luo Ning seemed to know what was on his mind. She hurriedly called out, "Brother Lin, don't misunderstand. We are not here to play."
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Miss Lo, what do you do, what does it have to do with me?"
Luo Ning said, "Brother Lin, do you still remember the charity auction you told me that day? The effect was very good, and everyone was very excited. In recent days, the silver for the river defense is about to be used up. Father is frowning. I thought of the idea you mentioned. If we pull the people of our book club together and make a whole picture of the river defense and sell it, won't we also be able to contribute to the river defense? "
In all fairness, this Luo Ning was not delicate. She was ambitious. It was very rare for women in this era. It was just that she was too idealistic. It was probably because she had never experienced the life of a common person.
Luo Ning saw that Lin Wanrong didn't say anything. She thought that he didn't believe her. She couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother Lin, come with me and you will know."
Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not."
Luo Ning, on the other hand, had a stubborn temper. She tugged at his sleeve and headed straight for the bookstore. He had known this Luo Ning for some time, but he had never seen her lose her composure like this. It seemed that Lin Wanrong's attitude this time had deeply provoked her.
Seeing this girl's stubborn character, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He said, "Miss Lo, if you pull me like this, don't let people misunderstand."
Luo Ning stubbornly said, "There is nothing between us. I have a clear conscience. Why should I be afraid of a misunderstanding?" Since you are not afraid, I am even less afraid. He let her pull his sleeve and went to the book club.
Everyone saw that Luo Ning pulled Lin Wanrong over, but their expressions were different. Hou Yuebai's expression was not good. The woman called Wan Ying was furious and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Lin Wanrong was very annoyed in his heart. Damn, do you think I want to come here? If I wasn't forcefully pulled over, where would I have the time to pay attention to you? Seeing that this girl's tone was not good, he said, "Where did this official come from? How did the patrol come to this embankment? It's really admirable. Hey, by the way, Miss Wan Ying, where is your white horse? "
Wan Ying said, "Why are you looking for my white horse?"
Lin Wanrong said, "Nothing much. It's just that my family's Little Black misses it a little."
These words seemed to be a riddle. Only the two of them understood. Miss Wan Ying was ashamed and angry. She knew that if she talked to him, she wouldn't be able to take advantage of him. She snorted and ignored him.
Lin Wanrong took a deep breath. Standing in the middle of this group of "elegant" people, he felt very uncomfortable. He was a good servant. Why would he get involved with this group of people? It was really inexplicable.
Hou Yuebai was angered by Lin Wanrong yesterday. Just now he saw Luo Ning's actions from afar. It was hard for his heart to calm down. Of course, he wouldn't lose his elegance in front of a beauty. He said to Luo Ning, "Miss Luo, what do you think of my overlooking landscape painting?"
Looking at the painting from afar, the towering green mountains were as faint as ink, faintly discernible. When it was near, there was a deep pool with rippling blue waves and emerald green pines and cypresses. Layers of peaks surrounded it. Smoke slowly rose in spirals. It was really a scene. This Hou Yuebai was worthy of being Jin Ling's number one scholar. His brushwork and ink were both experienced.
Luo Ning nodded her head and praised, "Young Master Hou's brushwork is sharp. Your ink is unique. This overlooking landscape painting is really extraordinary."
Hou Yuebai looked at Lin Wanrong with some pride. He humbly said, "Miss Luo is too kind."
Luo Ning ignored him. She said to Lin Wanrong, "Lin Dage, what do you think?"
She had seen Lin Wanrong's unique pencil with her own eyes. She heard that it was specially prepared for painting. She naturally knew that Lin Wanrong was an expert in this field.
Lin Wanrong saw Hou Yuebai's arrogant look. He shook his head helplessly. He said, "The mountain is a good mountain. The river is a good river." He said eight words. But he didn't say anything else.
Miss Wan Ying was Hou Yuebai's loyal admirer. She immediately said, "Lin San, what do you mean by this?"
Hou Yuebai said arrogantly, "Lin San, don't tell me you think there's something wrong with this painting?"
Luo Ning saw that Lin Wanrong didn't want to answer. She could only say, "Lin Dage, please give me some pointers."
"Only the brush and ink, not the mountains and rivers." Lin Wanrong replied indifferently.
Luo Ning's beautiful eyes lit up. She came to a realization. She said, "Lin Dage, I understand. You're saying that Young Master Hou pays too much attention to technique when painting. He ignored the nature of the mountains and rivers. Is that right? "
Hou Yuebai's face was ashen. He knew his own situation. In order to paint this Rivers and Mountains Painting, he did his best. His brushwork was gorgeous. He used countless techniques. But this Lin San hit the nail on the head. But this was said by Luo Ning. He didn't dare to refute. He could only fiercely stare at Lin Wanrong. He lightly said, "Only the mouth and the ears."
Damn it. I originally wanted to give you some face. I didn't expect you to not know how to appreciate kindness. Lin Wanrong smiled. "Miss Luo, you're only half right. The Wind of Mountains and Rivers was a competition of one's temperament and experience. If you don't have the ambition to see the world, how can you appreciate the magnificence and vastness of the mountains and rivers? Painting mountains and rivers is difficult. Since ancient times, how many Rivers and Mountains Paintings have been passed down? This is the reason. "
This Hou Yuebai was really unlucky. He originally used all his skills to paint this Rivers and Mountains Painting. He wanted to please Luo Ning. Who knew that he would meet his nemesis, Lin San. Lin San's words were reasonable. Everyone understood it. He simply didn't have a chance to refute.
But Wan Ying snorted. "You make it sound nice. This Rivers and Mountains Painting is naturally difficult to paint. Young Master Hou being able to paint to this degree is already rare."
Luo Ning deeply understood Lin Wanrong's words. Her heart moved. She pulled him to another painting. She said to Lin Wanrong, "Lin Dage, why don't you take a look at this painting?"
This painting depicted the construction of the river embankment. In the painting, there was an old man in ragged clothes. He was carrying a mud bag on his shoulder. He was about to fill it in. His eyes were staring at the surging river. His eyes flashed with deep worry.
This painting was exquisite and lifelike. The expressions and movements of the characters were very realistic. Especially the old man's worry about the flooding of the river. It was vivid and lifelike.
From the eyes of the crowd, it could be seen that everyone held this painting in high esteem. The expressions and movements of the characters were very profound. It could be said to be an excellent work.
Luo Ning nervously looked at Lin Wanrong, waiting for his reply.
Lin Wanrong looked at the painting and smiled. His opinion was simple and direct. He only said two words. "Failure!"
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