Chapter 4: A Maid with a Trace of Years

Invaluable?

Anle took a deep breath. To be described by Captain Huang like this... it was definitely not ordinary.

But how could a sketch of his attract such a noble person to ask for a painting?

Sketching is indeed rare in this era. It is very different from the painting method of ink and color to outline the image of a person with lines, but it is more realistic.

However, no matter what, he is just an ordinary painter. How can he be personally asked by an invaluable noble person to paint?

Being favored by a noble person has both good and bad sides. After all, Anle knows nothing about the temper of the so-called noble person.

If Anle had not awakened the light curtain that could absorb the energy of time, he might really plan to take a gamble and get to know the noble person, and perhaps the future would be easier.

But now, he can absorb the energy of time, awaken the fruit of the Tao, and grow stronger silently.

There is no need to take this risk.

Seeing An Le frowning, looking puzzled and even a bit discouraged, Huang Xian understood his fear and thoughts.

"Mr. An, don't worry. As a noble, he will never embarrass you. In fact, the noble bought Mr. An's paintings by chance and felt novel, so he asked Huang to find someone to paint for him."

"In fact, the painter invited by the noble is not only Mr. An..."

"It is still unknown whether Mr. An can get the quota to paint for the noble."

"But Huang can guarantee that this noble is kind and even if Mr. An is not selected, there will be no danger or life worries, and he can even get the travel expenses arranged by the noble."

Huang Xian said.

Anle was immediately alert: "Excuse me, Captain Huang, how much is the travel fee..."

"Ten taels of silver is enough." Huang Xian smiled: "If I am selected to paint, the labor fee will be at least ten times the travel fee."

"Captain Huang, it doesn't matter whether I paint or not. I admire your style."

Anle said seriously.

Of course, Anle didn't just look at the money. Huang Xian said so. If Anle didn't go, it would be a disgrace to Huang Xian. If he didn't offend the noble, he would offend Huang Xian instead, which would be more than he gained.

Huang Xian is the captain of the Hei Ya. The Hei Ya... is a yamen that specializes in managing the affairs of practitioners. Some practitioners who commit crimes are arrested by the Hei Ya constables.

If Anle offends such a person, he will definitely not be at peace in the future.

Now it's just the right time to go. Anyway, even if he is not selected, the other party will give enough money.

"Hahaha, Mr. An, you don't need to prepare anything. What you need is available at the nobleman's place. So, Mr. An... please."

Huang Xian stood up, holding a knife in one hand and waving his other hand toward the outside of the inn, showing a gesture of seeing him off.

An Le turned sideways, bowed, and said politely: "Captain Huang, please go first."

Then, the two of them left the inn one after another and stepped onto the bustling long street of Lin'an Prefecture.

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The long street of Lin'an was very lively. After a spring rain, the sun was bright and clear. The scholars who stayed at home came out one after another, bathed in the sun, breathed the fresh air after the rain, and bought some small things and ate some snacks from the street vendors.

Huang Xian didn't say much. After leaving the inn, he took An Le all the way forward, stepping on the slightly muddy bluestone street. After a while, the pedestrians on the road gradually became sparse, because the place they came to was no longer a place that ordinary people could set foot on.

An Le's eyes were also quickly attracted by a mansion in the distance.

The mansion has endless bluestone walls, with branches spreading between the gray tiles on the wall, and greenery is in a hurry. There is no stone lion or xiezhi in front of the door, but a stone tablet and jade pavilion, which is majestic and noble.

Behind the vermilion gate, there is a towering eight-treasure double-eaved dripping pavilion, with incense smoke curling out.

"Mr. An, now you know that what Huang said about the indescribable value is not false, right?"

Huang Xian looked at An Le who was staring at the mansion in a daze and laughed jokingly.

"This building and this stone tablet and jade pavilion are the symbols. This eight-treasure double-eaved dripping Tianbo Tower was given by the emperor. It contains a golden book and iron certificate, which can save one from death! All the civil and military officials in the court have to dismount when passing by this stone tablet and jade pavilion. Mr. An, do you think this Tianbo Lin Mansion is expensive?"

Huang Xian was full of respect, and his respect was full of sentimentality and complex emotions.

"Tianbo Lin Mansion..." Anle murmured.

"Tianbo Lin Mansion, full of loyal and brave people, the founder Lin Lao Linggong is a peerless practitioner, with a golden sword, he killed the foreign races and was called Lin Wudi, and all the sons of the Lin family were extremely talented, rushed to the battlefield, and made a great name for themselves."

"When the Yuan Meng emperor broke through the holy realm and came with a large army, the court decided to move the capital south, and Lao Linggong held a golden sword to cover the emperor, fought bloody battles with eight foreign kings, and finally killed three kings and died in battle. His loyalty and courage are known to everyone!"

Huang Xian took a deep breath, and his voice trembled.

Anle glanced sideways, obviously this Huang the captain should have a connection with the Lin family.

Huang Xian calmed down and said nothing more. He walked to the closed door of the Lin Mansion, knocked on the door, and the vermilion door slowly opened. A young girl with a fire stick tied to her waist rushed out.

"Has Captain Huang's painter with a strange style been found?" the girl asked in surprise.

"Miss Zhuifeng, this is the painter you asked me to find, Mr. An." Huang Xian pointed at An Le standing at the bottom of the stairs.

The girl named Zhuifeng turned her head and saw An Le's handsome appearance, her eyes lit up.

An Le looked at this girl Zhuifeng, and his eyes were also full of excitement.

Nowadays, how can we refuse the peace and happiness of this girl who carries more than ten years of age in her body?

This girl's age energy is almost the same as that of An Le's first love, Fairy Yunrou.

It can be judged that the two should be equivalent in cultivation.

"What a handsome painter. After seeing a lot of bad old men and sour scholars, this young man is really handsome." The girl grinned.

"I'm Anle, a person from Chongzhou, I've seen Miss Zhui Feng." Anle bowed his hands.

"If you can draw well, we will see each other every day in the future." Girl Zhuifeng pursed her lips and smiled, raised a finger and pointed at Anle: "I'm just a maid in the house, you don't need to be polite, come with me. Junpai."

Anle was startled, but the maid...had a cultivation level that was not weaker than that of Fairy Yunrou?

Are all maids so introverted now?

"Mr. An, paint well and try to be selected. Huang will go back to the Yamen first. If Miss Zhuifeng has anything else to do for Huang, just ask her. Huang will leave first." Huang Captou smiled and said with fists in his arms, After saying that, he left quickly.

Anle bid farewell to Huang Captou and followed Miss Zhuifeng into the mansion.

As soon as he entered the house, Anle saw the eight-treasure dripping sky wave tower with double eaves at a close distance. He could even vaguely see the sound of chanting scriptures coming from the tower, which was even more majestic.

"Mr. An's painting was purchased by Jiumei. When Jiumei saw that the woman in the painting was so lifelike and as if she were real, she thought of it and invited Mr. An to paint it."

The girl chasing the wind said while leading the way.

"Young master An, have you just started practicing? The spiritual energy in your body is uncontrollably radiating and pulsing."

Suddenly, the girl chasing the wind took a step back and glanced at Anle curiously.

"I just completed the Qi Enlightenment yesterday." An Le was not ashamed and said with a smile, while calmly extracting a wisp of time energy from the girl chasing the wind.

The gray age energy lingers in front of the eyes and slowly penetrates into the body. Anle feels a little regretful. If it is not the golden age energy, it is difficult to condense the Tao Fruit.

It took Fairy Yunrou three times before to inhale the golden years energy. Anle was not in a hurry. If it didn't work once, just inhale it a few more times.

However, Anle had a reason to stand out among many painters and stay to paint.

After all, these days, it's not easy to find a high-quality girl who can pluck wool.

Anle subconsciously wanted to take another wisp.

However, as soon as the thought came out, the column of light curtain and time energy began to beat again.

It happened accidentally from the girl chasing the wind...

Another breath of time!

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