In Xianyang City, outside the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
The laughter and discussion around him did not disturb Jiang Li.
When he finished the last stroke, Jiang Li placed the brush on the brush stand of the easel. He then took off the scroll of Xuan paper from the easel and examined it carefully. Then, he looked up at the person who requested the painting-Wang Xi, the granddaughter of Marquis Wucheng of the State of Qin, Wang Jian.
"Miss Xi, it's already done. You can take it away.”
After waiting for a long time, Wang Xi, whose whole body was sore from keeping the same movement for a long time, felt as if he had been pardoned. He lifted the corner of his skirt and jogged over, staring at the painting in Jiang Li's hand.
The woman in the painting was sitting on a small boat, following the river. The towering mountains and verdant trees on the shore were extremely realistic, and the rolling river water was also like a dream.
Wang Xi was shocked at first glance.
How was this a painting? It was clearly an extremely realistic reflection of the human scene.
Mountains, rivers, ancient trees, boats, and so on. Everything was the same as if he had seen it with his own eyes, even the colors were the same.
As for the woman on the boat, she was even more beautiful, like a goddess who had accidentally entered the mortal world. Her temperament, figure, dress, hair, and facial features were exactly the same as hers. There was no difference between them.
After a long time, Wang Xi recovered from his shock. He looked at Jiang Li with admiration and said,""Mr. Li, your painting is so good. It looks so real. Compared to Mr. Li, the other painters are like fireflies and the bright moon.”
"As long as Miss Xi is satisfied." Jiang Li smiled and accepted the compliment.
In his previous life, he majored in fine arts and was good at sketching, ink painting, and realistic oil painting.
In the late Warring States Period, realistic oil paintings that looked like they were taken by a camera could indeed amaze the world. They called their painting skills superb and had reached the peak of painting.
This wasn't the normal version of the end of the Warring States Period, but a low-level version of the end of the Warring States Period. There was a system of martial arts and mantras.
Although his strength was not considered too strong, his spiritual power and control over his body were many times better than in his previous life.
As a result, Jiang Li was much more adept at painting. In just half a year, he had earned himself the title of the current Art Saint.
Furthermore, there was no paper at the end of the Warring States Period. His unique Xuan paper paintings became a major feature. Each painting was worth more than a thousand gold and was sought after by the nobles of the seven kingdoms.
Carefully putting away the painting, Wang Xi's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration as she said softly,"Mr. Li, are you free tonight? Wang Xi wanted to invite Mr. Li to the Commandery as his father admired him very much.”
"General Wang Ben is a famous general of the Qin State and holds a high position in the army. He must be busy with military affairs, and Jiang Li wouldn't dare to disturb him.”
Jiang Li smiled apologetically and declined politely. He had no interest in the banquet hosted by the Commandery. Now that he had gathered 10,000 gold coins, he had to go to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion to redeem Hua Ying.
Half a year ago, he had set off from Handan, the capital of the Zhao Kingdom, to seek refuge with his uncle, Zhao Gao, in Xianyang, the State of Qin. On the way, he first met the young version of the snow maidens, then the young version of the Eastern Monarch and Moon Goddess. He had not managed to seduce any of the three beauties. It was a great failure. He had let down his identity as a transmigrator.
After arriving at Xianyang, he heard that the current top star of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion was actually Hua Ying, who was also the future top beauty of the Drunken Dream Pavilion in the East County stronghold of the farmer family.
Therefore, Jiang Li decided to save this poor girl with a tragic fate first, and then save the others.
Wang Xi knew the reason why Jiang Li politely refused the invitation from the Commandery. After all, the news had spread in Xianyang City.
She looked at the Hundred Flowers Pavilion that was close at hand and said in a strange voice,""Mr. Li is really handsome and elegant. You're in a hurry to enter the Hundred Flowers Pavilion and bring a beauty home.”
"Miss Xi, a gentleman's word is a promise, and he must do it. I will take my leave first.”
After saying that, Jiang Li picked up the big wooden box by his feet with a determined look and walked straight to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
"Mister Li, you really want to redeem Miss Hua Ying?”
"Mr. Li, don't be rash. A total of ten thousand gold coins. How many courtesans can you buy with this amount of money?”
" Ten thousand gold coins is nothing. Someone once offered three thousand gold coins to Mr. Li for a painting. Mr. Li didn't even blink and said he didn't want to paint. Money is like dirt to Mr. Li. It's like a fleeting cloud.”
"Miss Xi, open the scroll for everyone to see. We have been waiting for a long time and have yet to study it carefully.”
"Three thousand gold, I offer three thousand gold to buy Mister Li's painting, is Miss Xi willing to part with it?”
Hearing that someone wanted to buy a painting, Wang Xi looked over and was no longer as calm and elegant as before. He scolded with a smile,"Wei Ya, if you offer a hundred thousand gold, I can consider giving it to you.”
" 100,000 gold? You're robbing me!"
Wei Ya was speechless and didn't say anything else.
He was the grandson of Wei Chang, Marquis Rang. His grandfather was Wei Ran, the half-brother of Empress Dowager Xuan. He and Wang Xi were both from the noble families of the Qin country, but no matter how rich he was, he could not take out 100,000 gold.
On the other side, Jiang Li walked into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion with ease and familiarity. He was immediately received with a grand reception. Two beautiful dancers in light gauze clothes, who smelled good, came over with smiles.
The beautiful dancer who was walking at the front threw herself into Jiang Li's arms without any hesitation. She took Jiang Li's free left hand and asked with a smile,""Could it be that Mr. Li has saved up ten thousand gold and is here to redeem Sister Hua Ying?”
Another dancer walked to Jiang Li's right and pulled up his sleeve. She said resentfully,""Mr. Li, why don't you redeem us sisters? Sister Hua is one person, but there are two of us!”
Jiang Li stayed true to his heart. He looked at the dancer on his left and reminded her in a low voice,""If you don't let go of Mister Li's hand, be careful that Mister Li will really redeem you.”
"Alright, I'm willing to go with Mister Li.”The dancer looked at him with hope in her eyes.
"???"
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A quarter of an hour later, on the seventh floor of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion, Jiang Li was standing by the window in an antique room. He was holding a bronze wine cup in his hand, gazing at the bustling and picturesque Xianyang City outside, quietly waiting for the arrival of the flower shadows.
Jiang Li came back to his senses with the sound of crisp footsteps. He turned his head to look.
Whoosh!
The carved wooden entrance was pushed open, and a beautiful figure entered his line of sight. It was the flower queen of Hundred Flowers Pavilion, Hua Ying.
She was wearing a light red dress with golden patterns on it. Her shoulders were exposed, and her skin was as fair as jade. Her face was a perfectly proportioned oval face, and several strands of hair fell down and floated beside her ears.
There was a very eye-catching red palace gauze pattern between her eyebrows, like a blooming peach blossom. Her peach blossom eyes were like autumn water, making people never get tired of looking at them.
When the flower shadow walked over lightly, a fragrant wind blew against his face.
Hua Ying first bowed to greet him, then lowered his eyes and eyebrows, explaining in embarrassment,"Mr. Li, the Tower Master isn't here today. Why don't you come back another day?”
"Zhu Zhong is actually not here?"
Jiang Li was puzzled. This kid was the foster son of the Zhu family, the owner of the farmer's Shennong Hall. He was currently in charge of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion.
In the future, this kid would betray the Zhu Family, change his surname, and join the Tian Family, becoming the head of the Gong Gong Hall, Tian Zhong.
In the end, this kid provoked the strange Han Xin. He secretly went to assassinate Han Xin, who refused to become the Hall Master of Lie Mountain Hall, but was instantly killed by Han Xin's Hidden Dragon Sword.
At the thought of this, Jiang Li took a step forward and held her delicate hand. He placed it on his heart and said,""I've already prepared ten thousand gold. Just leave it in the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. It doesn't matter if Zhu Zhong is here or not.”
Hua Ying's eyes twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. He rebuked,"The contract is in the hands of the Tower Master. He's not here. How can I leave with Mr. Li?”
Jiang Li's eyes flickered as he sensed something was amiss. He knew the Hundred Flowers Pavilion as well as Hua Ying.
It seemed that Hua Ying had already joined the Divine Dragon Hall and her rank was not low. She was most likely a high-ranking disciple and her status was only second to the manager and the deputy hall masters. Without the Zhu family's approval, she could not leave the Divine Dragon Hall at will.
Thinking of this, Jiang Li put his arm around Hua Ying's waist and lifted her chin.""Since Zhu Zhong isn't here, I'll leave this 10,000 gold with you first. When the time comes, you can pass it to Zhu Zhong and take back your own contract.”
" Leave it with me…" Hua Ying's beautiful eyes froze, and her gaze gradually became complicated. This heavy trust made her feel overwhelmed and at a loss.
Thinking of her identity and mission, Hua Ying quickly blocked the pair of hands that were not very obedient and whispered softly,"Mr. Li is a famous painting saint in the Seven Kingdoms. Hua Ying is just a dancer. How can Hua Ying be worthy of Mr. Li?”
"What happened to the dancer?" " Mr. Li likes dancers," Jiang Li said seriously." Especially dancers as beautiful as goddesses like Miss Hua Ying."”
" Heh…" Hua Ying raised her eyebrows, expressing her disbelief.
Soon after, she broke away from Jiang Mou's embrace and placed her hands on the window sill, not giving Jiang Mou a chance to hug her. She looked out the window and said,"Mr. Li is really good at making people happy. There aren't many words of truth in your mouth.”
"The world is getting worse and worse. No one will believe the truth.”Jiang Li felt helpless. He walked to the table and patted the big wooden box containing 10,000 gold coins."Miss Hua Ying, keep this ten thousand gold well. When Zhu Zhong returns, use it to redeem the contract and then burn it!”
After saying that, Jiang Li turned into a shadow and disappeared from where he was.
" Mr. Li, wait…" Hua Ying called out, but there was no response.
Hua Ying's gaze shifted to the street below through the window. Jiang Li's figure could be seen clearly, and he was getting further and further away.
"Use it to redeem your contract of identity, then burn it!”
Thinking about Jiang Li's last words, Hua Ying's heart beat faster. Staring at the back, she muttered,""Could it be that you really like me?"
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