Chapter 172 Calligraphy and Painting
“I find drawing comics too tiring!”
When Hu Xin'er said this, Mu Qing was a little surprised: "Don't you love painting the most?"
"If a hobby becomes a career for too long, it will become boring!" Hu Xin'er pushed him. "Don't interrupt me, just listen to me."
"My lady, you are right." Mu Qing nodded, "Then let's take up painting as a hobby."
Hu Xin'er glared at him: "You only know how to flatter me. Can you have some ideas of your own?"
Mu Qing was silent for a moment. Why would he still be scolded even if he agreed with his wife?
A woman's heart is as unfathomable as the sea.
"It's mainly because I'm just too inefficient drawing on my own," Hu Xin'er said, chewing on a candied haws. "Once I finish this sketchbook, I'll have to outsource the design and other things."
If things develop as expected, her fame should have been initially established by then, the factory should be operating normally, and if she releases a few new comics, the comic business will basically be stable.
"Then my wife can just lie down and collect money!" Mu Qing was naturally happy. His wife didn't have to paint every day and would have time to accompany him.
Hu Xin'er's teeth were ripping at the sour taste of the candied haws: "Hiss...what are you thinking? I'm responsible for the workload of 20 factories alone. Management and accounting are both troublesome. I'm sure I'll be utterly busy by then!"
If 20 factories were put into operation at the same time, the output would be terrifying!
Even if old and new books are published together, the output speed of Hu Xiner's works is far behind the printing speed!
Not to mention comics, even entertainment industries like novels require many authors in modern times to support such a large scale.
However, in the early stages of a business, it is impossible to find suitable helpers immediately for these things, so you have to think about industries suitable for expansion.
After what happened at the Duke's Mansion, she felt even more strongly that she had to strengthen herself and work hard to make money.
By then, the entire Lu family will depend on her for support. Let’s see who dares to covet her position as the young lady of the Lu family!
Mu Qing is not very good at business, but he thinks what his wife said is right.
"I know you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve." He smiled gently, "I'll go back and find my own private money and give it to you. Go ahead and do it without worry."
"What? You hid some private money?" Hu Xin'er's eyes widened. "Why did you hide some private money from me?"
"That's not the point." Mu Qing smiled very gently.
"You don't love me anymore, do you?" Hu Xin'er puffed up her cheeks and questioned, "You've changed. You never used to hide your private money. You would buy me meat patties with any little money you had!"
Mu Qing hurried to the street to buy meat patties for his wife, and then put all the remaining money he had into Hu Xiner's purse.
He explained, "The accountant said it's hard for a man to get things done without money, so he forced it on me."
"Okay, I forgive you." Hu Xiner said with a smile, holding a candied haws in her left hand and a freshly baked meat pie in her right hand.
She joked with Mu Qing, "If you give me all your money, aren't you afraid that I'll lose all your pants?"
Mu Qing looked around and found that there was no one around, so he leaned over to Hu Xin'er's ear and said, "Then... I'll wear the same pair of pants as my wife!"
"Ugh!" Hu Xin'er was embarrassed and annoyed, and goose bumps appeared all over her body. "Who did you learn this from? It's so indecent!"
Mu Qing chuckled softly, "My wife drew me as a playboy in her cartoons, but how come you can't stand it when I become a playboy?"
Hu Xin'er quickly said, "Life is life, art is art. You must not learn bad things!"
Mu Qing chuckled, "As you wish."
After returning to the Lu family, Hu Xiner went to visit Lu's mother, and Lu Yunjue followed her.
As soon as the door opened, Mother Lu struggled to get up from the bed and asked, "Who is it? Didn't you say not to let anyone in?"
"Mom, it's so late, why don't you turn on the lights inside?" Hu Xin'er felt distressed. "Did the servants neglect you?"
Mother Lu's expression eased a little, and then she saw Mu Qing behind Hu Xin'er and screamed, "Get out of here, you monster! Get out of here!"
"Mom, don't get excited!" Hu Xiner hurried forward.
Mother Lu seemed terrified and immediately picked up something nearby and threw it at Mu Qing: "You are not my son, you are a ghost, get out! Get out!"
Mu Qing didn't say a word and had no choice but to leave.
As soon as he left, Mother Lu calmed down and leaned against Hu Xiner, breathing heavily.
Hu Xin'er was very sad: "Mother, why are you so distant from Mu Qing?"
"He's Mu Qing, yes, hahaha..." Mother Lu laughed until tears started streaming down her face. "Jue'er, my poor son!"
"Young Madam, the old lady's medicine is here." The servant carefully stepped over the debris on the ground and handed the medicine to Hu Xiner.
After Hu Xiner fed the medicine to Lu's mother, she wanted to find out some information during the conversation, but she didn't get anything out of her until Lu's mother fell asleep.
When she opened the door, the moon was already high above the willow trees, so she thought of going to look for Mu Qing.
Just then, she saw a servant carrying in a number of rolled-up calligraphy and paintings: "Greetings, Madam. These are gifts from Young Master Liu."
"Give it to me." Hu Xiner took it and walked into the room.
Mu Qing was sitting inside, staring at the candle in a daze. Perhaps he was thinking about something, so he didn't even notice her coming in.
There were many things to do during the day, and she just then remembered that Mu Qing had gone to see Master Liu early in the morning.
In fact, as long as the identity problem is solved, all the troubles in front of you will be solved.
Thinking of this, Hu Xin'er walked over with the calligraphy and painting in her arms: "Husband, did Master Liu tell you any useful clues?"
Mu Qing finally woke up and shook his head in disappointment. "He and I only went to the same school before, so we weren't very familiar with each other. What he said was irrelevant."
Hu Xin'er placed the calligraphy and painting on the table: "This was just delivered by the servant."
"He said that Lu Yunjue had given him some calligraphy and paintings in the past, so I asked him to look for them and send them over, thinking that maybe there might be some clues."
Mu Qing casually took out a painting and after opening it, he found that it was just a simple painting of a pavilion by the river with a poem inscribed on it.
After opening all the calligraphy and paintings, I still found nothing.
The subject matter of each painting is ordinary and there is no discernible metaphor.
But then again, Lu Yunjue was young and naive at that time. How could he have imagined that such a change would occur more than ten years later?
If he could really leave behind any metaphor, he should have become a Buddhist master, not the most handsome man in the world!
The two sat on the stools and looked at each other. Hu Xiner suggested, "Why don't you write a new calligraphy and see if there's any difference from before?"
Anything I do is better than sitting here.
Mu Qing did as he was told and compared the two pieces of calligraphy. He could see that the old one was a little immature, but it already had style. Apart from that, the handwriting was almost the same.
After a while, Mu Qing sighed and said, "Let's stop here today."
"Wait a minute!" Hu Xiner suddenly frowned.
Because she has been painting for many years, she has a strong observation ability and she noticed the difference as she watched.
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