After coming out of Xichun's room, Jia Qing walked towards the bee waist bridge with a lantern alone. After passing the bee waist bridge, Jia Qing locked the door of Hengwuyuan again.

The woman who opened the door immediately smiled when she saw that it was Jia Qing.

"Have Sister Bao rested?"

"Not yet, second master, go in quickly."

"Well" Jia Qing ignored the woman who was latching the door and stepped into Hengwu Garden, which was full of cardamom. At this time of spring and summer, it was the most prosperous time for Hengwu Garden to live. Whether it was the rosy and ivy that were holding the vines, or the clusters of wild orchids, they were blooming with their beauty.

Walking in Hengwu Garden at this time, you can breathe the faint fragrance in the air.

He casually folded down a pink rose that was exploring the steps, and Jia Qing stepped onto the corridor and walked to the main house.

Baochai was not asleep yet. She was at the desk, constantly tidying something, while remembering something in the notebook.

Ying'er's greeting woke her up, and she turned around and found that Jia Qing had entered the room.

"What are you doing so busy?" Jia Qing walked over with his hands behind his back.

Baochai told Ying'er to pour tea, and replied, "Don't the fourth sister want to draw pictures of the garden? But I found that although she has many brushes, many of them are repetitive, and most of them are only commonly used. Some of them depict special scenes, such as rosy and rosy, and there are no such things as open faces. In addition, the dyes for coloring are only commonly used, such as red, yellow, blue, green, and gold. If you are usually painting, it is naturally enough, but if you want to come out of our garden intact, you will feel a little tired.

If I send someone to tell you that once you are busy on weekdays, you don’t have that much time to help her with her, and you don’t have any detailed drawings… I just thought that I had a whole set of these things before, and brought them with us as we went to Beijing. So I asked the mothers and servants to find them, and I compared the things I lacked from the fourth sister and found out what I could use. Even if it was not enough, it would be a few more items. If you say that you became famous at that time, you would also send someone to do it.”

Jia Qing glanced at the desk behind her. She loved to be clean and tidy, but now the desk is covered with bowls, bowls, plates, and colorful and mixed paints, even casseroles and stoves, and there are dozens of things in total.

"There are so many things to pay attention to in painting?" Jia Qing said in surprise. None of his teachers have ever been a major in painting, and he has only learned some painting skills in a literate way.

Baochai smiled, she knew that Jia Qing might not recognize some of the things in it.

Jia Qing sighed for a moment and stopped caring. Suddenly, he took the flower in his hand to Baochai and said, "I'll give it to you."

Baochai blushed and said, "I don't know where you folded it, what I'll do."

Jia Qing said: "Not good-looking? Do you want me to give it to Ying'er?"

Baochai said, "Then you give it to her."

Ying'er was standing by the side at this time and heard this, "I don't want it either. I guess the second master just folded it in our garden."

Jia Qing blushed and denied, "No, I won't give it to you. Come on, Baoer, I'll put it on for you."

Seeing that Jia Qing was about to take action, Baochai hurriedly said, "You give it to me, I will do it myself." As he said that, he took the flower from Jia Qing's hand, hesitated for a moment, turned sideways, and inserted it into the hair.

I thought to myself, I'll pick it off after he leaves...

"Yeah, that's right. Baoer is already a natural beauty without dressing up. When he dresses up slightly, he is simply better than a fairy."

"Gee..." Ying'er, the unconscious light bulb, was still smiling.

Fortunately, Baochai was adaptable and could withstand Jia Qing's abrupt remarks. She could also filter out Jia Qing's intimate name. She glared at Ying'er, remembered something, and said to Jia Qing: "Wait a minute." Then she turned around and entered the house.

On this side, Ying'er also laughed and said, "Second Master, you shouldn't pick roses. You don't know that peony flowers are worthy of our girl's skin color."

Jia Qing looked back at her, feeling speechless. What are you doing if you don’t go out to make the wind stand here? A smiled at the corner of your mouth, Jia Qing reached out and pinched her face, and looked carefully, "Is that so, what kind of flowers match your skin color? Tell me, next time I ask the girls to pick a basket for you."

"Not serious...slightly!"

Ying'er struggled to run away, and finally stuck out her tongue at him.

Jia Qing was stunned. This girl dared to seduce me! But she finally got out.

I touched my chin and was about to touch it into the room to see what Baochai was doing, but I saw that she had already taken out an exquisite rectangular wooden box, about one foot long.

"I'll take the painting you want to get it back with my mother in the afternoon, you can take it."

Jia Qingxi said: "Picture of drinking horses in the autumn suburbs?"

"Um."

Jia Qing took it and had no other thoughts. Seeing that the desk had no place, he took it to the tea table, swept the table with his sleeves, and then couldn't wait to unfold it.

Quite scrolls, vivid paintings, and profound artistic conception.

Jia Qing is not an expert in identifying authenticity, but as the saying goes, if you see too many, you will naturally become an expert. Jia Qing has seen many famous paintings and calligraphy, so he could tell at a glance that this painting should be an authentic work.

Baochai also came over and stood quietly beside Jia Qing to watch him watch. The ancients said that a good horse is paired with a saddle, and a sword is paired with a hero.

These things are really valuable if they fall into the hands of others. Baochai thought so.

Since his grandfather's death, there has been no one to view this painting, and it has been in vain for many years.

After a while, Jia Qing carefully put it away. He did not like to collect it much. But he knew deeply that in the eyes of some people, this kind of famous paintings are incalculable.

For example, if he accidentally encounters a quench now, when Fang Shou sees it is Xinhen, he asks and finds out that he has ruined it, Jia Qing promises that Fang Shou, a gentleman, will be furious and beat people!

Even if it is taken out for auction, the painting will start at least for thousands of dollars.

So... Jia Qing looked up at his future wife, sizzling, she really deserves her name as a white and rich beauty!

Jia Qing suddenly felt very satisfied again. It turned out that a girl was outgoing. He said he wanted to use this photo at noon, and in the afternoon he brought it to him. Haha, can Jia Qing be unhappy?

However, how could Aunt Xue agree to take it out so easily? Although this thing was useless to her, it was very valuable, and Aunt Xue could not be unclear. But he didn't ask, otherwise it would be like he thought Aunt Xue was so stingy!

In order to express her gratitude, Jia Qing did not wait for Baochai to be on guard and hugged her directly and kissed her fiercely. Then when she didn't have time to get angry, she ran away in the box.

Haha, I don’t do much when I see her kissing her once. Even if a cold girl is so cold that she can’t get flirted with her, it won’t take long to get into it, and I’m probably going to be deeply involved in it?

Jia Qing just wanted to slowly open Baochai's calm coat.

Ying'er walked into the house and asked, "What's wrong with the Second Master? It's like someone chasing him from behind, running as fast as he ran?"

Baochai turned her back to fiddling with the things on the desk, and heard this, "What do you care about him? Who knows what he is thinking if he is not in tune with it?"

Ying'er walked over and said in surprise: "Hey, girl, don't you say 'big red flying gold' and 'lazuli' (two kinds of pigments) cannot be mixed together? Why did you rub them together?"

Baochai looked down and quickly let go, trying to save her. Unfortunately, how could these two things be separated? She was stunned for a moment.

Ying'er smiled and said, "Oh, I understand. The girl was disturbed by the second master, so she couldn't recognize these things anymore, huh."

"Damn girl, why don't you go and get water to wash your hands..."
Chapter completed!