sjar Chapter 258: Saving Someone from Falling Off a Cliff
Chapter 258: Saving Someone from Falling Off a Cliff
"Miss, are you talking about this painted fan? Haha, it's not a valuable item. I made it myself when I had nothing better to do."
In fact, the fan was made by Xuan Qing, and the landscape painting on it was also painted by him. Jiang Changle just used it to show off.
But since the fan attracted the other party, then, she knew what to do. Jiang Changle curled her lips and smiled indifferently.
Miss Zhou's eyes lit up, and she became more and more clingy, "Really? You are so talented, sir. What do you do? Where do you live?"
My name is Zhou Shasha, the youngest daughter of the county lord. Sir, could you make me a fan, with my portrait on it?
Shasha will definitely thank you handsomely." "It's the kind of thank you that would make you soar to heaven overnight," she said. Besides, no one in the six or seven counties had ever been able to refuse her.
Zhou Shasha thought that if this pretty boy didn't agree, she would definitely take strong measures.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Changle was not embarrassed at all, "What's the difficulty? I am just a wandering painter. I set out from Kyoto and vowed to travel all over the world and paint the mountains, rivers, and local customs of all places.
But I can't do that now. I have to go to Beishan to paint today. When I come back, I can make a fan for you. I can get some fan materials from the mountain behind Beilin Temple."
The Zhou family military camp is stationed in the north of the city. I heard Aunt Shuang mention Beishan and Beilin Temple before. Anyway, they are in the same direction. I can find an opportunity to sneak into the military camp and drop the bodies.
We must create a commotion to stop the sowing army from going to Xishi to capture females, so that Aunt Shuang and the others can get down the mountain safely.
Miss Zhou showed a look of understanding. He was indeed from the capital, but he was not a high-ranking official, but a wandering painter.
But this kid used gold ingots, so his family must be very wealthy. Maybe he is a member of the Gu family.
Only wise men like the Gu family would take painting, an elegant pursuit, as their lifelong pursuit.
Anyway, she is a female and has been taking secret medicine all year round, so it doesn’t matter if she has a few more beastly men.
Even if this guy is not a member of the prominent Gu family, he is worth marrying just for his appearance.
Zhou Shasha licked the corner of her mouth greedily, "It just so happens that I have nothing to do, so I can accompany you to Beishan and see your painting with my own eyes.
As for the rough stuff like collecting materials, I can let the people around me do it, what do you think, sir?"
Jiang Changle seemed to be unable to understand Zhou Shasha's plan and nodded casually, "Okay, let's go. I'm not very familiar with the six or seven counties. Miss Shasha, please lead the way."
Jiang Changle fanned himself and stretched out his hand, making an inviting gesture, showing his gentle and elegant temperament, which fascinated all the females present.
What a pity, such a talented man fell into the tiger's mouth like a white sheep.
After Jiang Changle came out, she rode a horse with two half-large bags hanging on her horse's back. It seemed that she had just arrived in the sixth or seventh county and had not found a place to stay yet.
After seeing this, Zhou Shasha immediately ordered the servants around him, "Go back to the mansion immediately and prepare a guest room for the young painter to stay in tonight."
"Yes, congratulations, Miss. You will be my handsome husband." The maid was fully familiar with Zhou Shasha's style. In order to please her master, she only said nice things.
Zhou Shasha felt even more proud and couldn't help but lift the carriage curtain to look at Jiang Changle. The young man was riding on a tall horse, his eyes scanning the scenery around him, looking very elegant and dashing.
Soon, he was hers, and Zhou Shasha seemed to be looking at her own possession.
Jiang Changle pretended not to know. She followed Zhou Shasha's carriage through the downtown area, as if she was exploring the various aspects of life.
Seeing the villagers struggling to survive, she felt complicated and emotional, but her face remained calm.
The group soon arrived at Beilin Temple, which was actually just a dilapidated courtyard with a Buddha statue and only three or two monks.
Buddhism is a culture that came from the north, but many people believe it is related to cults, so they dare not spread it widely.
The Zhou family obviously did not seem like people who believed in Buddhism and abstained from killing. The reason they built a temple there was either to cover up their evil nature or to challenge the authority of the dynasty.
A cult? You won't let me spread it? I'm going to build one.
This kind of thing must have been done by the Zhou family. The second princess' fiefdom of six or seven counties is obviously controlled by the Zhou family. I wonder if that unlucky guy knows about this?
"Sir, where are you going to paint?" Zhou Shasha followed Jiang Changle up the mountain and pestered him to the end.
Jiang Changle naturally had to go to a higher place to see the location of the military camp, "Do you see that cliff?
The mountains are steep and majestic, highlighting the wonders of nature to the fullest, and the effect of the painting will definitely be good."
Jiang Changle was very excited, with a gleam in his eyes as if he had found a very beautiful scenery.
She climbed up quickly with her bag on her back, not feeling tired at all, and soon left Zhou Shasha behind her.
It seemed as if all his attention was attracted by the scenery in front of him, and he completely forgot that there was a group of people following him. No matter how Zhou Shasha called him, he could not hear her.
So, when Zhou Shasha climbed to the top of the mountain exhausted, Jiang Changle had already prepared the easel and frame and was fully immersed in painting.
In the frame, the outline of the cliff has already appeared on the paper, and she is painting the plants on the mountain.
The scenery on the opposite side is exactly the same as the one in the painting, except that it is a smaller version of the cliff.
Zhou Shasha finally believed what Jiang Changle said, that he was just a wandering painter.
But how could painting be more important than a woman like her? She absolutely could not tolerate someone who ignored her.
"Young Master, you~"
However, the other party was engrossed in painting, and Zhou Shasha's sudden voice scared him. In a panic, Jiang Changle pushed over the easel, and the easel hit Zhou Shasha's feet.
"Ah!" Zhou Shasha jumped in pain, and her foot slipped, and she fell towards the cliff.
"Be careful!" Jiang Changle quickly pulled and threw the person away.
Zhou Shasha was then thrown ashore, but Jiang Changle himself fell off the cliff, "Ah!"
"Young Master! Draw the Young Master!"
Zhou Shasha was dumbfounded. She never thought that Jiang Changle would sacrifice his own life to save her. For a moment, she could not help but become infatuated.
"Miss, what should we do now?" The maid was at a loss, but her words still woke Zhou Shasha up.
"Go find him! We must find Master Hua. Alive or dead, we must see his body."
If you fall from such a high cliff, even a flying orc would not be able to survive, because there is no space to fly between the two cliffs.
And that young master Hua is not a flying orc, otherwise he would transform into a beast the moment he fell.
On this side, Jiang Changle flashed into the space when he was halfway down, changed into black clothes, and came out again, flying towards the direction of the military camp.
Her speed is faster than a bird. As long as she can successfully disrupt the military camp, she can complete the mission and return to the bottom of the cliff in a short time.
Of course, there was no road at the bottom of the cliff, so it was not easy for Zhou Shasha's people to find there. She had enough time to act.