Speaking of the past, Li Muyang couldn't help but sigh. "I've been black-hearted before."
"Hahaha — —" Because of the intense laughter, the girl's face was flushed with a healthy flush. "I know. There have been such rumours in Tiandu before, everyone is very curious — — curious what the lawless Li Muyang looks like. Soon, there were people selling your portrait in Tiandu. I also told Little Star to buy one — — "
"Little Star is me." Chao Tianhou on the left interrupted.
"The portrait they bought does not look like you at all."
"There's such a thing?" Li Muyang looked surprised. He had been back for a few days, but no one had told him that his portrait was selling well in Tiandu. "What did they paint me like?"
"Only a pair of eyes can be seen."
"Black?"
"Yes. Only a pair of eyes can be seen. " Song Chenxi looked at Li Muyang who was close at hand, thinking to herself that she did not know which bad person deliberately vilified others for profit. Gongzi Muyang was like a bamboo or a pine tree, natural and unrestrained, a refined young master that was rarely seen in Tiandu. When she saw the portrait she thought it was ridiculous. How could a person be that black? Now that she saw him in person, it confirmed her guess at that time. "Gongzi Muyang is very handsome."
Li Muyang's pale face blushed slightly, and once again gave a deep bow. "Thank you Miss Song for your compliment. But your money should not have been spent in vain, I was really black-hearted when I was young. It was really dark — — only a pair of eyes can be seen. "
"Really?" Song Chenxi's eyes widened, evidently unwilling to believe. "Why have you become so white now?"
"I'll tell Miss Song a story." Li Muyang said.
"Great." I like to listen to stories the most. Chao Tianhou on the left applauded.
"I also like to listen to stories. Is it the story of a young dragon slayer? "Chao Tianhou on the right also chimed in.
"Little Star, Little Moon, you two don't talk too much." Song Chenxi seemed to dote on the two little servants, and could not bear to really scold them. "Quiet. Listen to Gongzi Muyang's story. "
"It's an ugly duckling story." Li Muyang smiled and said, "Once upon a time, there was an ugly duckling. It was very, very ugly, and all the ducklings despised it and didn't want to play with it. Ugly Duckling felt very wronged, and said to its mother, "Mother, mother, they all say I'm ugly, and they don't want to play with me." Mother hugged Ugly Duckling and comforted it. "Silly child, one day, you will become the prettiest duckling. You will become the most dazzling existence of the duck race." After hearing its mother's words, Ugly Duckling encouraged itself in its heart. I have to work hard and become the prettiest duck. So, Ugly Duckling left home and went through hardships and hardships … "
"In the end, the ugly duckling became beautiful, right?" Song Chenxi asked expectantly.
"Ugly Duckling was eaten," Li Muyang said. "When it was crossing a small river, it was discovered by a hunter who shot an arrow at it. The hunter took the Ugly Duckling back, plucked its feathers, cleaned it, and braised it in oil. It's said that it tastes pretty good. "
"— —"
The three little women and children in the carriage stared at Li Muyang with their eyes wide and mouths agape.
"Ugly Duckling — — was eaten?" Little Star said. Li Muyang was finally able to distinguish the differences between the two little girls. Little Star had a small red birthmark on her forehead, and Little Moon's eyes were narrower, looking a little more charming than a mature woman.
"How could it be eaten? That hunter — — ate the protagonist of the story? "
"Yes." Li Muyang nodded. "If you see an ugly duckling on the side of the road, will you take it back and eat it?"
The two shook their heads desperately, indicating that they would never eat the ugly duckling.
Li Muyang said with a smile, "But the hunter will. For the hunter, rabbits are meat, and ducks are also meat. Isn't it normal to change the taste from time to time? "
"You — — tell me this story — —" Song Chenxi's chest heaved up and down. "Tell me this story — — is, is it not to comfort me?"
"Yes." Li Muyang nodded seriously. "Do you understand?"
"What do you understand?"
"Why was the ugly duckling eaten by the hunter?"
"Because — — it left its family?"
"Because it has ambitions that do not match its strength." Li Muyang said. "If it did not want to be the most beautiful duckling, and did not want to be the most dazzling existence of the duck family. Then it will stay with its parents and family, peaceful and happy, and will never encounter the hunter and be eaten by them. "
"You want to say — —"
"Yes." Li Muyang nodded seriously. "You are already the daughter of the Song family, the most dazzling existence in Tiandu. Therefore, in the way of painting, you only need to pour out your heart, there is no need to deliberately pursue the standard or the advanced level. That is what people with nothing want to do, why do you have to torture yourself like this? "
"I will be eaten by the hunter?"
"No, you will eat yourself." Li Muyang said with a smile.
"Hey, what do you mean?" Little Star glared angrily at Li Muyang, and said angrily, "What right do you have to say that about our Miss?"
"Apologise. Apologise to our Miss immediately. "
"Little Star, Little Moon — —" Song Chenxi snapped, her star-like eyes swept to Li Muyang, and said softly, "I understand. I will pay attention. "
"It's good that you understand. It proves that the ugly duckling did not die in vain. "Li Muyang grinned.
Little Star and Little Moon looked at each other with a puzzled look.
But Miss did not let them say it, and they dared not question Li Muyang again.
"Chenxi has a request, I don't know if I should say it." Song Chenxi looked at Li Muyang and said shyly.
"Miss Song, please speak." Li Muyang said aloud. He really couldn't bear to refuse the girl's request. If it was not too much.
"I want to ask Gongzi Muyang to give me a painting." Song Chenxi said in a low voice. Perhaps she felt that it was too shameful of her to ask someone for a painting, so she hurriedly explained, "I will definitely give you a generous gift."
"I don't care if there is a generous gift or not." Li Muyang said aloud. "I promise Miss Song's request, when I have a good work, I will personally send it to your house."
"No, I want — —" Song Chenxi lowered her voice, blushing even more, and whispered, "I want Gongzi Muyang to draw a painting for me — —"
Li Muyang suddenly understood, nodded seriously, and said, "I will do my best to show Miss' charm."
"Do your best." Song Chenxi sat upright in the carriage, lifted her sleeves, and bowed deeply to Li Muyang. "Thank you."
After saying goodbye to Song Chenxi, Li Muyang sat back in his carriage.
Thinking of Song Chenxi's last request, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The rich and powerful kept many painters in order to paint portraits of their elders, so that future generations could pay tribute to them. Even in the palace, there were palace painters who painted the Emperor and the beauty of the harem on a piece of white silk.
Given Song Chenxi's status and the degree of favour she received in the Song family, what kind of painters could she not find? Even the court painters in the West Wind Palace could come and go at her beck and call?
Why did she have to find him to paint for her?
"Because I'm better than all of them." Li Muyang nodded solemnly, thinking to himself that the old saying really made sense: having more skills is never a burden. The more things a person knows, the easier it is to live.
At first it was just a momentary interest, but he did not expect to have such a harvest today.
He had to go back and check the memory of the black dragon. In its long life, it had really learned a lot of magical skills and techniques. If he learned more, he might be able to use it in the future.
"In time, who else but me will be the most handsome man in Tiandu?" Li Muyang thought to himself.
The Heavens have pity on him, from the trash youngster of Jiangnan City, the black charcoal pig, to the handsome youngster who is famous throughout the divine continent today — — Do you know how hard Li Muyang worked?
"Uncle Luo, let's go home." Li Muyang said aloud. "Grandfather Lu and the others are still waiting at home. I haven't gone back for so long, they must be worried sick. "
Luo Xu responded, brandishing his whip to drive the carriage away again. He knew that Li Muyang's worry was very reasonable. Given the importance that the Lu Family attached to the youngster, if he came alone to see the famous Eye of the Starry Sky Song Gudu, it would most likely be very difficult for the family to feel at ease, right?
Inside the oxcart, Little Star and Little Moon looked pitifully at their Miss.
"Miss, that Li Muyang is a bad person, Miss, don't talk to him in the future."
"Yes, the duckling is so cute, how can it be eaten by a hunter? He's a bad person. "
Song Chenxi smiled, stretched out her hand and pinched the pretty faces of the two little girls. "He has good intentions."
"Good intentions? What good intentions? The stories he told are not good at all, he said he would eat the duckling, and that Miss will eat herself — — "
"That's because you two are stupid girls." Song Chenxi held the heater, her body softly leaning against the thick blanket of the carriage. Only in this way could her body temperature rise a little, and not feel the cold outside. "He's right, I will eat myself. Everyone should just do what is within their power. Why bother looking for trouble? "
"I do like the way of painting, but my body — — is too weak. If I work as hard as I used to, I'm afraid — — I'm afraid that even if Grandfather takes action again, he won't be able to save me. Last time Grandfather told me not to let me paint again. I begged him again and again before he allowed me to paint for a while every day — — If I have too strong an ambition, and want to enter the door of the way of the ink, the effort that I need to put in is not something that my body can bear. "
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