"Master, you are back."

Xu Mao stood at the door for ten years and welcomed Xu Mengshi to return to court.

Xu Mengchong seemed to be thinking about something, but he nodded and went up the steps. He suddenly stopped and turned his head to Xu Mao and asked, "Where is Rong'er?"

Xu Mao said embarrassedly: "Young Master...Young Master is still sleeping in the room."

"When is it now? He is still sleeping?" Xu Meng said with his eyes bulging.

Xu Mao said: "Honest, please calm down. Yesterday, the young master drank a lot of wine because he and Mr. Liu and others celebrated the successful exhibition. He came back very late, so he slept until now."

Xu Mengchong asked: "Is the exhibition held yesterday very successful?"

Xu Mao immediately said: "The master doesn't know anything, but he's very successful. I went out early this morning, and the streets and alleys were talking about yesterday's art exhibition."

The streets and alleys? Humph, they have already been sent to the palace. Xu Mengchong became more and more curious as he heard it, and waved his hand and said, "Go and call Rong'er quickly. I have something to ask him."

"yes."

After a while, Xu Jirong rubbed his eyes and came to the lobby in a daze, "Grandpa, are you looking for grandson!"

Xu Mengxun said: "I ask you, how was your art exhibition held yesterday?"

Xu Jirong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became energetic. He sat cross-legged on the side, picked up the pastry that Xu Mao quietly prepared for him, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Grandpa doesn't know anything. The grandson's art exhibition was held yesterday was quite successful, and everyone who attended the event praised it."

"Yeah?"

Xu Mengchong asked with a deep eyebrows.

"If grandpa doesn't believe it, you can ask Chunchun."

Xu Jirong said excitedly.

He just woke up, but he didn't know that this matter had spread throughout the capital, so he didn't need to ask Xu Chun at all.

"That's not necessary, but grandpa wants to see what paintings are displayed in your art exhibition?"

After hearing this, Xu Mao suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly gave Xu Jirong a secret wink. Young Master, this is a trap.

"OK!"

Xu Jirong didn't think so much. When he heard that his grandfather wanted to see, he couldn't help but be excited. He didn't care about Xu Mao, and he said, "It just happened that I asked Zhizhi to paint a new fan for me two days ago, which was more beautiful than the painting displayed at the art exhibition. I'll take it now for my grandfather to see it."

Xu Mao was sweating coldly when he heard this. Young Master, why do you always remember to eat but not beat? This is clearly the master's plan. Alas... I'm afraid you will have to kneel in the yard later.

Soon, Xu Jirong brought a brand new folding fan and handed it to Xu Mengchong, saying, "Grandpa, look?"

Xu Mengmeng took the folding fan and opened it. The corner of his mouth twitched. He saw that the fan was really the most elegant painting of the painting exhibition. Xu Jirong liked this painting very much, so he asked Zhu Lizhi to help him draw one.

It's over!

Xu Mao sighed lightly.

Xu Mengchong suddenly frowned and said, "How come this painting of Lizhi's virtuous nephew... looks different from the previous one?"

Xu Mao looked at Xu Mengchong in surprise, why are you still discussing it?

Xu Jirong smiled and said, "Grandpa, grandson tells you, can you guarantee not to speak out?"

Xu Mengchong immediately asked, "Is this also related to Guo Dan?"

"How did grandpa know?" Xu Jirong said in shock.

"You have to hide anything except him, for fear that others will know."

"That's true. In fact, it's a new painting technique that has been taught by Zhizhi."

"Guo Dan can still draw?"

Xu Mengchong said in shock.

Xu Jirong said, "Grandpa didn't expect it."

How many skills does this kid hide? Xu Mengchong shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Rong'er, grandpa likes these paintings very much. Can you give them to grandpa?"

"Grandpa likes it!" Xu Jirong almost cried with joy when he heard it, but he was recognized by his grandfather. He nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay, my grandson will go to the Three Musketeers later and choose a few of the best ones for his grandfather."

Xu Mengchong waved his hand and said, "Grandpa is asking you to give all the paintings displayed in yesterday's art exhibition."

"I want everything?" Xu Jirong opened his eyes wide and looked at Xu Mengshi.

Xu Mengchong nodded and said, "I want everything."

Xu Jirong blinked, suddenly turned his head and asked, "Grandpa, do you want to take a concubine again?"

After one stick of incense.

Xu Jirong knelt in the yard and said pitifully to Xu Mao: "Master, can you help me invite Dandan?"

Xu Mao sighed: "Young Master, don't let outsiders know about this..."

"Do you mean grandpa's concubine?"

“……”

......

In the evening.

"Miss, if we can take on these deals, we are not afraid even if there is no deal in the next few months."

While sorting out the thick information, Kou Yi said excitedly to Kou Weisha.

Since Sister Huahua left, the merchants who came to discuss business have never stopped. One wave after another, resulting in Guo Dan never leaving and just doing the secretary's work here.

Kou Weisha just nodded slightly tiredly.

After sorting out the information, Kou Yi said again: "Ruoruo has nothing else, I'll go out first."

"Um."

After Kou Yi left the house, Kou Weisha looked at Guo Dan, who was lying on the chair and was blind, pursed her lips and said, "Husband, it seems that she can only discuss this matter with Uncle tomorrow."

"knew."

Guo Dan nodded, but there was no need to ask. This transaction must be done, and it was also planned by Guo Dan in advance.

Kou Weisha asked again: "Husband, what painting is displayed at the exhibition?"

Guo Dan suddenly sat up and said in a spirit: "It is a human body painting, which is a painting that specializes in depicting the beauty of a woman's body. Not to mention, Mr. Zhu's painting skills are so superb. It's a pity that the guests don't know how to appreciate it, so they took care of the beauty. By the way, don't the lady know how to draw very well? Why don't I take one and we and my wife study it together."

"ah?"

Kou Weisha was slightly shocked, and suddenly she flew her cheeks and said, "I have a lot of things to do recently, so let's talk about this matter another day."

Guo Dan nodded regretfully and said, "Okay."

Kou Weisha never dared to mention this again.

But she could never understand why an art exhibition had such a great influence.

But if she had gone to the brothel yesterday, she would probably understand that the major brothels were very lively last night. After the young masters left the art exhibition, they had not returned home. They all went straight to the brothels. Moreover, they tried their best to dress up the singing girls as women in the paintings, and even encouraged Sister Huahua and others to dig up the three musketeers' painting girls.

Sister Huahua and the others are all evergreen trees in this industry, such as painting prostitutes, aren’t those women the ones that no one wants in Hanyulou before?

She thought to herself that those singing girls that no one wanted before would become dream lovers in the eyes of Gongzi. If I, the girls whom I have wanted, would have become fairies if I wanted them in the last art exhibition!

The same is true for silk and satin shops. Many young men asked them to customize the clothes in the paintings and prepared to take them back for their concubines to wear. Although silk can be made, it is too troublesome. It is better to let those painted prostitutes wear their family and buy them next time.

Kou Weisha didn't even figure it out, let alone Liu Zongcheng.

"Master, it seems that it is difficult for us to destroy the Kou family in one fell swoop."

Fu Si said regretfully.

Liu Zongcheng nodded slightly. After all, he had been in the mall for decades and had any accidents, and he could accept them calmly. He just couldn't understand and wondered: "Why is this mere art exhibition so influential? It's really puzzling!" As he said that, he looked at Liu Chengbian again and said: "Bian'er, do you know the reason?"

Liu Chengbian said: "It is said that because the paintings displayed by Zhu Lizhi this time are a new style, and they are vivid and... and there are some untidy women in the paintings, so they are deeply loved by those young men. The young master signed a long-term employment contract with Kou Jiaya Store, which led to many businessmen going to the Kou family to discuss cooperation with the Three Musketeers. But the grandson believes that this is just an accident and will not affect the overall situation."

Liu Zongcheng thought, if it was just an accident, that would be great, I was afraid that someone would design it on purpose.

......

The next day.

"Huh? Where are you painting?"

Guo Dan, who came to the headquarters of the Three Musketeers, suddenly found that the painting had disappeared. He was shocked and said, "Are you a thief?"

Xu Jirong said angrily: "My grandfather is not a thief."

"I didn't say anything about your grandpa, you answered the question." Guo Dan rolled her eyes.

Liu Xunmou snorted: "Those paintings were taken away by Master, do you understand?"

"My uncle has paid it." Guo Dan said.

Xu Jirong immediately said: "Isn't it because my grandfather said he liked those paintings very much and asked me to give them all to him. How can I not give them?"

Guo Dan was stunned for a while before saying, "Of course I have to give it away, but... But Master is so old, can he still move?"

"I'm also puzzled."

Xu Jirong sat cross-legged on the chair, holding his chin with one hand, thinking about something.

Alas... most of them are already in the soil, and they are still so tireless, working hard and striving for excellence. But I am so young, but I don’t want to make progress. I know that I have been mingling with these idiots all day long and wasting my years. Guo Dan, Guo Dan, are you ashamed? Guo Dan’s eyes are filled with tears and choked and said, “Oh, I’m here today, just want to tell you that you three musketeers… have started to make money.”

Liu Xunmou, who was greedy for money, had no joy on his face when he heard this, but instead said nervously: "Guo Dan, is it making money or losing money? Tell me clearly, why do I look at you as if I want to cry?"

"You know, my tm is called crying with joy, whimper----."
Chapter completed!