Chapter 3465

Xiao Hua was very curious and leaned over to take a look. He saw that Wang Bianfei's first few strokes were actually drawing around the entire xuan paper. Not to mention a human figure, even a graffiti seemed to look better than Wang Bianfei's few strokes.

However, in just a few breaths, Wang Bianfei only slightly drew on these lines, and an extremely plump woman's silhouette was revealed!

"Good …" Xiao Hua didn't know how to draw, but seeing how confident Wang Bianfei was and how he didn't even look at the woman, and how his brush seemed to have the help of the gods, he couldn't help but praise in his heart, "Such an intelligent child is indeed rare in this world!"

And at this moment, he also understood why Lord Wang didn't look for other painters.

Wang Bianfei used a thick brush to outline the rough outline of the portrait. Then, he picked up a small, thin brush to draw on the outline in detail. In the end, he took out a small, rough red brush from his embroidery bag and slightly modified the cheeks and lips of the portrait. Finally, he took a deep breath and took out the thickest brush from the brush washer. He dipped it in ink and touched the eyes of the portrait twice with lightning speed.

Xiao Hua felt his eyes light up. The person on the xuan paper seemed to have come alive. That kind of bashfulness, that kind of blurred mental journey, all of a sudden revealed the thoughts of the young lady on the swing.

"Good!" Xiao Hua forgot that he was hiding at the side and almost called out.

Fortunately, Wang Bianfei was concentrating on brewing and didn't notice. When he put away the brush, he raised his head and called out, "Housekeeper, I'm done drawing!"

After finishing the portrait, Wang Bianfei's high spirits immediately disappeared. He carefully put down the brush and respectfully said while standing at the side.

"Master, master …" The housekeeper didn't come over and instead called out.

"So fast?" Lord Wang quickly ran over. The fat on his body trembled and beads of sweat dripped down.

The two were originally happy, but when they walked to the front of the desk and saw the portrait Wang Bianfei drew, their faces immediately froze.

"Master …" Seeing this, Wang Bianfei's face also slightly changed. He said in a low voice, "Could it be … I … didn't draw well?"

"Hmph …" Old Master Wang snorted coldly and didn't say anything. He glanced at the butler.

At this moment, the young lady also walked over from the swing. When she saw the portrait, her expression changed greatly. There were tears in her eyes. She covered her face and quickly walked away.

The steward's face changed, and he said angrily to Wang Bianfei, "Don't you have eyes?

My family's Young Miss is as beautiful as a flower, how could you paint her like this?

With this painting of yours, how could the son of the deputy county magistrate take a fancy to Miss? "

"But … But …" Wang Biafei was stunned. He looked at his painting in confusion and said curiously, "Master, I painted it according to Miss's appearance. It's exactly the same!"

Wang Yifei didn't understand the inside story, but Xiao Hua, who was in midair, had a clear mind. Sure enough, that housekeeper pointed his finger at the left cheek of the portrait and shouted: "My family's Miss clearly doesn't have a mole here, why did you draw one here?"

"Master, I've been wronged!" Wang Bianfei hurriedly defended himself. "Miss clearly has a black mole on her left cheek, and it's not small!

There are four more on it … "

"Shut up!" The steward slapped Wang Bianfei's face and said angrily, "Quickly, remove this black mole!"

"No …" Wang Bianfei's face was red with five finger marks. His tears flowed out, but he still clenched his teeth and said, "Father said that a painter is the eyes of people. Whatever you see, you have to draw. If you fake it, you're not a painter!"

"Little baby …" Master Wang next to him took out a gold ingot from his arms and shook it in front of Wang Bianfei's eyes. He smiled and said, "If you remove this black mole, I'll give you this gold ingot."

Unfortunately, Wang Bianfei looked at the gold ingot, slightly bit his lips and shook his head: "No, I saw it, so I have to draw it …"

"Humph …" Master Wang flung his sleeve and threw the gold ingot on the ground. He said coldly, "If it weren't for this black mole, I wouldn't have asked you to draw it …"

After saying that, he panted and left.

"Wang Bianfei, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"

The steward looked at the gold ingot on the ground and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes. He carefully picked it up and wiped away the dust on it and said, "I know that in your family, only your mother makes a living by weaving and starching. The charcoal and paper that you use to draw every day are all exchanged by your mother's hard work every day and night. Now you only need to gently move the brush and this gold ingot is yours. It's enough for your family's expenses for ten years. Think about these ten years … your mother doesn't have to work hard, don't you think that you …"

At this point, the steward didn't say anything more and looked at Wang Bianfei with confidence.

"No!"

Unfortunately, Wang Bianfei still shook his head, "As the saying goes, don't do good because it's small, don't do evil because it's small. A thousand miles of dike can be destroyed by an ant's nest. As long as I start to draw a fake painting and lie for the first time, I can't do it again …"

"Pa …" Without waiting for Wang Bianfei to finish speaking, the steward gave him another slap. The other half of Wang Bianfei's face turned red again.

Xiao Hua was slightly angry and raised his hand. But just as he was about to make a move, he frowned again. He looked left and right and asked curiously, "This Wang Bianfei should be that senior's friend despite the difference in age, right?

With that senior's divine ability, it's impossible that he doesn't know about this matter. Why doesn't he make a move? "

Thinking of this, Xiao Hua also put down his hand and looked on with interest.

"Master …" Wang Bianfei's tears fell down, feeling very wronged.

Unfortunately, the steward still didn't plan to let him go. He pointed at the painting and said coldly, "Wang Bianfei, look at what you've drawn. It doesn't look like my family's young miss at all. I won't let you remove the mole. This rice paper is one tael of silver. You can leave after you pay the money!"

"You … you …" Wang Bianfei turned pale with fright, "Where do I have one tael of silver?

You also didn't say that I have to pay the money if I don't draw well! "

"I don't care so much. Since your drawing doesn't look like it, you have to pay the money!"

"I can draw whatever I see. How can my drawing not look like it?" Wang Bianfei argued, "How about master let the young miss compare with this painting!"

"Hmph, is the young miss someone you can see whenever you want?" The steward sneered, "Unless you can prove that whatever you draw looks like it, otherwise …"

Wang Bianfei might not be able to tell that this was a small trap, but Xiao Hua understood. However, with him here, he wasn't afraid that Wang Bianfei's life would be in danger. Thus, he simply flew to the top of the wall and sat there to watch.

However, after that little monk disappeared, he didn't appear again. Xiao Hua released his Buddhist awareness several times, but there was no trace of him within a hundred li.

"Master, how do you want me to prove it?" Wang Bianfei took the bait as expected. After all, he couldn't afford to pay that tael of silver.

The steward's mouth revealed a trace of a sinister smile and said, "This is easy!

I will invite your mother from home and let her be locked together with my family's vicious dog. As long as you can draw a tiger that scares the vicious dog, it will prove that your drawing is good.

If you can't … tsk tsk, either you let the vicious dog eat your mother, or you remove the mole from this painting!!! "

"You … you …" Wang Bianfei didn't think that he would suddenly drag his mother into this. His mind was in a mess.

"Men …" Steward E ordered, "Tie up Wang Bianfei's mother and bring her here!"

"Yes …" The nearby servants had already responded and hurriedly left.

"But, but … I have never seen a tiger before!

How can I draw this?? "Wang Bianfei's face turned red as he hurriedly explained.

Steward E flicked his sleeve and left with his head raised.

"Mother …" Wang Yifei cried and stumbled as he ran out.

The servants were in high spirits. Without waiting for Wang Bianfei to plead with Master Wang, they had already brought Wang Bianfei's mother over.

Wang Bianfei's mother looked to be around thirty years old. However, the hair on her temples was already white and there were many wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Even that pair of eyes were slightly squinted. Clearly, she had been working very hard under the oil lamp at night.

"Son, how did you offend Master Wang? Hurry up and apologize to him!"

Wang Bianfei's mother didn't know what happened. Seeing the Wang family's servants' ferociousness, she was already trembling in fear. The moment she entered the courtyard, she hurriedly shouted.

Unfortunately, before Wang Bianfei could reply, "Woof woof …" A few fierce dog barks sounded and a dog cage that was taller than a person was already carried out.

Wang Bianfei's mother seemed to be extremely afraid of dogs. Upon hearing this sound, she immediately collapsed onto the ground.

"Mother …" Wang Bianfei didn't seem to think that his mother would be so afraid of dogs. Because in the past, whenever he encountered dogs, it was always his mother who stood in front of him. However, at this moment … he had already forgotten that he was afraid of dogs and bravely rushed over.

However, evil people were fiercer than dogs. Without waiting for him to run over, a servant blocked him. The other two servants even lifted up his mother and threw her into the dog cage.

Although the vicious dog had already been chained to a corner of the dog cage, the vicious dog still pounced on Wang Bianfei's mother. The dog's barks blew up Wang Bianfei's mother's hair and the vicious dog's saliva even splashed onto her body …

Wang Bianfei's mother's four limbs trembled. She couldn't stand at all. She used all her strength to hold onto the wooden stick on the dog cage. The fingernails on her hands were all turning blue. "Son … you … how did you offend Master Wang …"

Hearing his mother's voice that was close to a moan coming from her throat, Wang Bianfei bit his lips so hard that blood trickled out. His hands clenched tightly and the tears that flowed out stopped at this moment. He glanced at the triumphant housekeeper and shouted, "Bring the brush, ink, paper and inkstone over!"

"Alrighty …" The housekeeper laughed and waved his hand. "You should have known better. Why did you have to do this?"

However, when the servants brought the writing table over, to the housekeeper's surprise, Wang Bianfei didn't remove the mole on the drawing nor did he redraw it. Instead, he focused on drawing the tiger stroke by stroke!!!