The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 155
Just after they left the capital city, the young master Bai who had bought her Fengyue Baojian quickly came to the house of his good friend Mr. Lan. When he saw him, he waved the book in his hand.

"Look what I brought you!"

Mr. Lan's name is Lan Yun. Hearing the sound, he hurried out, took the book, opened it, and said.

"what is this?"

"During the two days you were sulking at home, something big happened outside!"

"What a big deal."

"Look first, and I'll tell you later!" Young Master Bai said as he sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it on his own.

At this time, Lan Yun finally saw something and let out a cry.

What he saw was exactly the illustration in the book, on which a man was carrying a big bag, and the man had a wax gourd face, which was not very pretty, but he also looked harmless to livestock.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is the style of painting!
This line, this composition, this style, is simply...

Lan Yun suddenly looked at his friend, Mr. Bai knew what he meant, and nodded with a smile.

"There's more in the back."

Lan Yun immediately continued to flip, and sure enough, there were many more behind. When he saw one of the women, the woman had a pair of huge eyes, and the eyes were full of holy compassion. This is not that...

He hurriedly took out the key to open a box, and took out a simple booklet from it. After opening it, there were pictures that made people's blood burst, which was Zhang Xiaohua's painting of Fengyue Baojian.

He compared the illustrations in his hands and found that the two women were exactly the same except for their eyes and clothes!
"It was made by the same person!" Lan Yun slapped the table with certainty.

Mr. Bai, his name is Bai Ruxue, upon hearing this, he came over with tea and looked at the two pictures.

"You're right. When I saw this painting, I was sure that it was in the hands of a single person. Moreover!" I drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, "I went to check it out."

"How?" Lan Yun looked at him excitedly.

Bai Ruxue showed a playful smile.

"The results are very interesting."

Lan Yun pulled up the chair and sat down.

"Appreciate further details!"

Bai Ruxue poured herself another cup of tea, and then said.

"Do you know what this book means?"

"How do I know, you just gave it to me, and I haven't had time to read it yet. By the way, a big event happened to you, could it be this book?" Lan Yun picked up the book Bai Ruxue brought. .

"Yes, this incident is very legendary. You know Zhang Wenzhong and Zhang Shilang?"

"Zhang Wenzhong, servant of the household department?"

"Yes, it's him. There is a member of his family who likes to dance and write. He has a good literary talent. This book was written by him, and it was printed and sold in his name."

"Could it be that he painted this?" Lan Yun asked in surprise.

"No, it's not him, and he didn't write the story here, to be precise, he heard it from Zhang Shilang's youngest son Zhang Yang, and Zhang Shilang's youngest son Zhang Yang heard it from another person, that People..." Bai Ruxue took a sip of tea when she said this, and then said with a smile, "It was the child who sold our brochure that day together, and they are still brother and sister!"

"Brothers and sisters?" Lan Yun was stunned, "That child must be in his teens, so his sister is no big deal. How could a child draw such a thing? It's too ridiculous!"

Bai Ruxue chuckled lightly.

"Yeah, I was shocked when I heard it, but after reading this story, I thought maybe we were wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"This story is very interesting, has the hypnotist heard it?"

"Hypnosis, master, what do you mean?" Bai Ruxue laughed, "I'm telling you, people will laugh at you if you go out like this, and now hypnotists are going to be popular all over the capital!"

"It's not that exaggerated, I've only been home for a few days?"

"In less than three days, this story will become a huge hit!"

Lan Yun couldn't believe it.

"Let me tell you a brief story about the hypnotist."

As she spoke, Bai Ruxue narrated the story again, even though it was a brief narration, Lan Yun was still deeply fascinated.

"This story is very..." He couldn't find any suitable words to describe it.

"Very strange, very fresh, very exotic."

"Yes, it's very exotic!" Lan Yun clapped his hands, got up and walked around and said, "This story sounds like it happened here, but if you think about it carefully, it's definitely not about us."

Bai Ruxue nodded, flicked her clothes, sat down, pointed at the illustrations in the book and said.

"Although I can't talk about reading poetry and books, I think I still have some knowledge, but I have never seen such a style of painting, and I have asked many people in the past two days, and they all said they have never seen it. This style of painting includes the painters in the palace."

Lan Yun came over, looked at the picture and meditated.

"Look, does it look like the painting style of the Western Regions?"

"Somewhat, but not quite."

"By the way, don't you know if you just ask that child?" Lan Yun finally realized this.

Bai Ruxue laughed twice.

"Do you know the details of that child?"

"What details?"

"They are from Duan Wangfu."

"Prince Duan's Mansion, isn't it Prince Rong's Mansion?" Lan Yun remembered that the young man who sold their brochure called himself Prince Rong's Mansion.

Bai Ruxue continued to laugh.

"The former son of Prince Duan's mansion is lost, you know this?"

"There are not many people in the entire capital who don't know about this matter, right?"

"Tell you, the man has been found." Bai Ruxue said with a mysterious face, "Do you know who the person who brought back the heir of Prince Duan's Mansion is?"

"Who?"

"It's the boy who sold our Fengyue Baojian."

"Ah!" Lan Yun was a little overwhelmed, "Who did you hear that from?"

"People from the Prince's Mansion." Bai Ruxue picked up the tea and drank it.

"Is this true or not?" Lan Yun rolled his eyes, "What is the origin of that child? Could it be for the outside world to hear? In fact, someone else found Xiaoshizi?"

"I'm not sure about that. But just for this point, this kid is also from Duanwangfu. Also, he has no background, just a farm boy."

Bai Ruxue sighed.

"It's his luck that he climbed up the big tree of Prince Duan's Mansion."

"What do you mean we missed the point?" Lan Yun was stunned, remembering Bai Ruxue's words before.

White as snow.

"This is my guess. A person from a foreign country came to our Da Zhou and taught that child how to draw like this. And the Fengyue Baojian should be left by that person."

"Leave something like this for the child?" Lan Yun pointed at the brochure of Fengyue Baojian, with a strange expression on his face, "Are you kidding me?"

Bai Ruxue smiled wryly.

"That's better than drawing it by that little girl, right?"

This, and that, too.Lan Yun had to admit it, but just asked a question.

"Are you sure it's that kid?"

(End of this chapter)