Chapter 3 The Good Words of the maid

"Princess, who are you painting this? So handsome!" Xiaorong looked at the characters under Long Yaner's brush.

"Dead girl, I'm scared to death. Why do you come out silently and stand beside others! It will scare people to death." Long Yaner patted her chest in shock.

"It's you who are too focused. I swaggered in and walked in. I stood next to you and looked at it for a while, but you didn't notice it; and you are a dragon that can't be scared to death. Unless you go to the dragon platform, the dragon can't die..."

"You crow's mouth..."

"Bah... Bah... Bah..." Xiaorong found that she had said something wrong and slapped herself.

"All right! I'm kidding you, why are you so serious!" Long Yaner tilted her head and looked at the portrait with a pen: "It seems that something is missing."

"The painting is very good. I don't think he is missing anything." Xiaorong looked carefully at the person in the painting.

"An indescribable breath, an inviolable arrogance." Long Yaner looked at the portrait and said, "Well, yes, it's just a lack of this feeling."

"What is that?" Xiaorong didn't understand what the princess was talking about. In short, she thought the man in the painting was really beautiful.

"Forget it, I can't draw that feeling either." Long Yaner left the brush in her hand.

"Princess, you haven't told Xiaorong who the person in the painting is!"

"He is Mr. Qingyi."

"..." Xiaorong was shocked. It's not good. Is it really touching for the princess to draw the prince in blue so carefully?

Long Yaner saw Xiao Rong's face unhappy: "What's wrong?"

"Listen to Xiaorong, the princess, don't draw him anymore, and don't think about him anymore!" Xiaorong grabbed the portrait in Long Yaner's hand.

"Xiaorong, what are you doing?" Long Yaner has never seen Xiaorong's expression.

"Princess, I'm for your own good. No matter how angry you are, Xiaorong won't allow you to paint him again." Xiaorong tore up the portrait in his hand.

"Xiaorong, you..." Long Yaner watched Xiaorong tear up her hard-earned Mr. Qingyi.

"Princess, you can punish Xiaorong as you like. I just beg you, don't think about Mr. Qingyi." Xiaorong's tears fell down.

"Don't cry. You and my sisters have been here for so many years. I know what you mean. I just don't draw." Long Yaner naturally knew what Xiaorong was worried about. The affairs of the seventh princess and Dong Yong, the Mulan fairy and the woodcutter, as well as the princess of Baihua and the prince of Qin were all well-known sad things in the fairy world. Of course, Xiaorong did not want her to follow in their footsteps.

"I promised Xiaorong not to think about Mr. Qingyi anymore."

"Okay, I promise, don't cry anymore." Long Yaner took out a handkerchief and wiped away the tears on Xiaorong's face.

"It's a deal" Xiaorong burst into tears and laughed.

"Um" Long Yaner's helpless promise.

"What a good princess."

"Come with me for a walk! I always stay in the palace and suffocate to death. Long Yaner felt a little upset.

Out of the palace gate, Long Yaner turned back into a dragon body, Xia Rong turned back into a carp, and the two of them swam at the bottom of the sea.

"Tianhong, go to Uncle Hai's place and buy a few grouper. The bigger the size, the better." Ling Qingyun stopped his little son who was about to go out.

"Buy grouper? Why did you suddenly buy grouper? Isn't there a lot of fish at home? Tianhong hurried out.

Ling Qingyun grabbed him and said, "In the evening, Mr. Wang will come to my home for dinner and talk about a business with my father. This business is very important to our family. I heard that Mr. Wang likes to eat this grouper the most, and I can't buy it outside and let Uncle Hai catch a few."

"Dad, do you want me to go to this kind of thing? I'm in a hurry to go out. Just ask Housekeeper Li to go.

"The housekeeper went out to do business, and Xiao Liuzi also went out. Lao Wu asked for leave to go home. Your eldest brother went to the store; who will go if you don't go? Am I going?" Ling Qingyun smoked a cigarette gun at Ling Tianhong.

Ling Tianhong jumped up and said, "Just go. Why do you still use domestic violence? The old man has a bad temper. After saying that, he ran out.

"Remember to take more, the bigger the better..." Ling Qingyun shouted at his distant back. He didn't know if he heard it or not. He couldn't help shaking his head with a smile and said to himself, "My son can't control it anymore... Sweat..."

Ling Tianhong came to a wooden house by the sea and knocked on the door. He wondered if Uncle Hai had not come back from fishing yet? How about this?

After waiting for a moment, Uncle Hai had not come back yet. He was about to turn around and leave, but he saw a boat coming from afar from the sea. Ling Tianhong hurried over.

Wait for the ship to approach and confirm that it is Uncle Hai: "Uncle Hai, you're back. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Tianhong, when did you come back? I haven't seen you come to Uncle Hai these days. I didn't know that you went out to collect the bill until I asked your father. Uncle Hai jumped off the fishing boat and anchored. He moved the fish on the boat down. Tianhong also helped him get it back to the wooden house.

"I just came back yesterday. I was going to come to see Uncle Hai tomorrow. Today, my father asked me to come and buy grouper from you." Ling Tianhong helped Uncle Hai pour out all the fish.

"It's unfortunate that I didn't go to that sea today and couldn't catch groupers."

"What's the matter? My father told me that he must be the grouper."

"When did you use it?"

"Tonight"

"I'm in a hurry. I'm going out to sea to catch some now." Uncle Hai stopped his work, wiped his hand, picked up the fish harness and went out.

"I'll go too. I haven't been to sea with Uncle Hai for a long time. It happens today." Tianhong helped Uncle Hai pull up the anchor and jump on the fishing boat.

The two of them paddled together, and the fishing boat fluctuated with the waves in the endless sea like fallen leaves.

"Is it difficult for Uncle Hai to catch this grouper?" Tianhong shook the oar.

"The life habits of groupers are very strange. They like to live in the reefs on the deep seabed. It is difficult to catch with nets, but only hooks."

"Oh, no wonder you don't bring fishing nets, only these hooks."

"It's almost there. The sea in front is the largest grouper there." Uncle Hai squatted in the boat and sorted out the hooks.

"Uncle Hai asked you something." Tianhong rowed and suddenly remembered the woman in pink.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Hai is still immersed in sorting out the fishing hooks.

"Uncle Hai, have you ever seen anything strange in your life? Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Uncle Hai sorted out the hook and stood up and looked at the sea with a smile: "There are all the strange things in the world. If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, it will be gone."

"So have you seen it?"

"I have never seen a ghost, but I have seen the legendary dragon." Uncle Hai hung the bait on the hook and put the hook into the sea. More than 20 hooks were arranged along the edge of the boat. After hanging, he sat in the boat.

"Ah, Uncle Hai, you have seen the dragon." Tianhong let go of the oar in his hand and sat next to Uncle Hai.

"When the sun was setting one summer, I was about to return, but I couldn't help but feel strange when I heard the laughter of some women. I rowed towards the source of the sound. As a result, I saw dragons playing. When they saw me, they immediately dived into the water."

"Uncle Hai means that the woman's laughter comes from those dragons?" Tianhong is interested.

"It is said that there is a dragon king in the East China Sea. He has four daughters who are as beautiful as flowers and are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."

"..."

"Xiaorong, I'm a little tired. Let's go back!"

The two of them transferred back.

"Princess, look, there is a fishing boat in front of you!"

Through the blue sea water, Long Yaner saw a fishing boat floating in the distance, floating on the calm sea.

When she swam close, Long Yaner found that there were many hooks hanging on the fishing boat, and there was a bait on each hook and asked puzzled, "Why do you fish not with fishing nets but so many hooks?"

"The princess doesn't know that this person must be a grouper. Ordinary fish can be caught by casting a net, but this grouper must be fished with this hook."

Tianhong looked at Uncle Hai dragging the fish up little by little: "It's not small."

Only then did Long Yaner see that the speaker was Mr. Qingyi. She couldn't help staring at the water. It turned out that his name was Tianhong.

"Princess, let's go!"

"and so on"

When Xiaorong saw the princess staring up at the water, she couldn't help looking up at the water: "Oh! This person is very much like the person in your picture!"

"That's him"

Xiaorong covered her mouth and smiled and said, "He is much more beautiful than the portrait you drew."

"Are you saying that I don't draw well?" Long Yaner swept Xiaorong with the dragon's tail.

"Okay, but he looks better in person."

"Hmm"

"Let's go. No matter how good he is, he is just a mortal." Xiaorong reminded Long Yaner again of the difference between herself and him.

"I'm just related to him. It's nothing."

"I'm afraid that the princess doesn't think so. If you don't leave, I'll overturn their boat." A series of bubbles spit out of Xiaorong's mouth.

"Do it. Anyway, it's none of my business. They are not me." Long Yaner turned her head disdainfully.

"Okay, I'll turn them over." Xiaorong pretended to cast spells.

"Dead Xiaorong, do you really want to cast a spell?" Long Yaner wanted to stop her, but she saw the grouper swimming one by one and pounced on the bait on the hook.

"You..." Long Yaner stared at Xiao Rong with big dragon eyes.

"Well, now the prince in blue can return with a full load. The princess, you can go back with me at ease."

"Let's go!" Long Yaner looked back at the person who was busy pulling the hook again, and then swam with Xiaorong to the direction of the Dragon Palace.

She remembered that his name was Tianhong.

Uncle Hai happily pulled up the hook rope one by one: "Today's luck is really better than ever! There are so many grouper, you can choose some to go home later, and I will sell the rest in the market. I can sell a lot of silver.

"It's really strange. Why is there a fish on every hook today, and it's hooked at the same time? Don't you think it's strange, Uncle Hai?" Tianhong helped Uncle Hai remove the fish from the hook one by one.

The fine glow of the setting sun sprinkled on the calm sea, shining a golden light on the surface of the water. The two shook their oars and rowed home. The more Uncle Hai thought about it, the more strange it became. He had been fishing for decades and fished grouper for half his life. It was not strange this time. The strange thing was that it was. They are hooked at the same time, and the strips are fat.

Anyway, I'm back with a full load today.