"Second brother, third brother, my face won't be seen by others, right?"
"No!" Su Ningjie looked at his face carefully and said, "The makeup that Auntie puts on you is as good as Mother's. Mr. Song San will not be able to see your true face. Will you cover your face with rouge and powder every time you see a painter who is better than you?"
"Yes, brother." Su Ningwen agreed.
"Those who come here because of my reputation, even though they are better painters than me, cannot all become my good friends or acquaintances regardless of age. It all depends on whether we are compatible. If we are compatible and can become friends, I will treat them with sincerity."
Su Ning'an had already thought of his excuse, but he didn't know whether the Song Yuan was Song Linyuan?
"By the way, I have a big appetite and great strength, but only close friends know about this. Don't tell anyone else if someone asks about it in the future."
"Brother, we understand."
On this side, Song Linyuan and Song Hua, master and servant, arrived at Mo Garden first, and were warmly invited by Lu Tao to board the Lu family's painted boat.
"Mr. Song, please have a cup of ginger tea to warm yourself up first. My young master will be here soon."
Song Linyuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. "The scenery in the south is still very pleasant. The lake doesn't freeze in winter, so you can even go boating."
"Ha... Mr. Song, if you like, you can come to the south to play often."
"Shopkeeper Lu, I think Ning Anjun is a man of temperament. He has traveled to many places, which is why he can paint the beasts so realistically and vividly."
Lu Tao didn't know whether Su Ning'an had ever traveled, he only knew that he had a talent for painting.
"Ning Anjun is a genius. You will know when you meet him later."
Lu Tao thought that when the two met Ning Anjun, who was still a child, their expressions must have been rich and colorful.
Song Linyuan thought about the news that the spy had brought back from Lu Mansion, and took another sip of ginger tea. "Young Master Hanyu can become a close friend with Ning Anjun, regardless of age difference. I think Ning Anjun likes Young Master Hanyu very much."
"Master Song, you're wrong. They're not just friends of different generations. Ning Anjun is my young master's good brother, a biological elder brother without any blood relationship. We live and eat together as a family."
Song Linyuan's heart tightened, his expression expressionless, "Could it be that Ning Anjun is still a child?"
"Yes, Shopkeeper Lu?" Song Hua looked at Lu Tao expectantly.
Lu Tao felt that there was no need to hide it anymore. "Yes, Ning An-jun is still a child, one year older than my young master. He is very talented in painting. My young master also has a younger brother who is also very talented in reading. He can read ten lines at a glance and has a photographic memory. The three brothers each have their own strengths... Ah, look, they're here!"
After Lu Tao finished speaking, he hurriedly got off the boat.
Song Hua looked at the three children in the distance, and was filled with excitement. "Third Master, that chubby child should be Ning Anjun. I saw the other one in the corridor of Luyuan Qionglou. Master Hanyu calls him the third brother, so Ning Anjun must be his eldest brother. He might be the young master we are looking for!"
Song Linyuan suddenly stood up and looked at the tall and fat child, his heart beating violently.
Could he be his son?
Will he recognize him as his father?
Su Ning'an looked up and saw Song Linyuan turned around, sitting on the tea table and sipping the teacup.
He seemed to drink too quickly, and the tea soaked his cuffs.
"Third Master." Song Hua quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe him. Seeing Song Linyuan's panic, he comforted him, "It's still uncertain whether Ning Anjun is the young master. They are not ordinary children. Especially Ning Anjun, who can draw pictures of hundreds of animals realistically. He will be able to detect any abnormality in us at a glance. We must remain calm."
Upon hearing this, Song Linyuan quickly adjusted his mood and returned to his usual noble and elegant appearance.
Soon, the three brothers boarded the boat under the leadership of Lu Tao.
Song Linyuan also stood up from his seat.
Su Ningjie pulled Su Ning'an forward and said, "Mr. Song, this is Mr. Ning An, the creator of the Hundred Beasts Picture."
Song Linyuan looked surprised, then smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Ning Anjun, who created the Hundred Beasts Painting, was still a child. You are truly a young man to be feared. Your painting skills are already so impressive. In a few years, your painting skills will be unmatched."
"I don't deserve it."
When Su Ning'an saw his face clearly, he couldn't help but clench his hands into fists.
Su Ningwen was standing diagonally behind Su Ningan, looking at Su Ningan's clenched fist with a puzzled look on his face.
Brother, are you so nervous about seeing Mr. Song San that you clench your fists so tightly?
"Master Song, my painting skills are not good enough. I need to get to know more painters who are better than me and learn from them to become an excellent painter. What do you think?"
"Ha...you're right."
"We only have an hour. I wonder if I can see Mr. Song Sanpai paint in person?"
Song Linyuan looked at Su Ningan, who was covered in rouge and powder, and said, "Of course you can. However, I want to paint you at your true level, so I have to see your true face."
Song Hua said hurriedly, "It's like this. My Third Master is quite famous in the capital. It's difficult for ordinary people to see him paint in person."
"Oh? A little famous?" Su Ning'an stared at Song Linyuan's face and said with a smile: "The name of Mr. Song San is not very well-known, so I can't tell that he is very famous."
Upon hearing this, Su Ningjie and Su Ningwen looked at each other and thought, "Big brother, what you said really deserves a beating!"
Song Hua didn't expect that Ning Anjun, who was so young, would look down on others. So there was no need to be low-key. "My Third Master Song is the well-known Linyuan Lay Buddhist who became famous at a young age."
"Mr. Song San, are you really the Monk Linyuan?"
Su Ningjie's heart was in his throat. If the person in front of him was really Mr. Linyuan, then if his elder brother worked hard to surpass Mr. Linyuan's painting skills, wouldn't he be the most powerful painter in Beiyi?
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