Chapter 1158 Shocked! Is the person in the painting Xiao Li?

Chapter 1158 Shocked! Is the person in the painting Xiao Li?

Official academy, Zhang family.

It was already late at night, but Wang Defa and Zhang Jingyang were still sitting on the steps, looking at the alley entrance, chatting and waiting.

"Have a cigarette, he should be back soon, Fatty!"

"it is good!"

Wang Defa took the cigarette, turned around to glance at the screen wall, and whispered, "Is Senior Brother Zhang asleep?"

"Well, I'm going to sleep! Brother, you're eating well and feeling healthy. I wanted to wait for Xiao Li to come over and chat for a while, but I urged him to go to bed! Tomorrow is Sunday, and I want to take him to see Mr. Wang."

As Zhang Jingyang spoke, he smoothed down his hair which had grown a little long near his ears. He felt that too much of it was hanging down, so he simply took out a rubber band from his pocket and tied it up.

Wang Defa sighed, "I've been busy lately, thanks to you for visiting the old man every now and then!"

"We are all brothers, why are you talking about this! Whoever is free can go! Besides, I really like chatting with the old man, I like to go!" Zhang Jingyang smiled and then stood up, "Here I come!"

The Song family's car rumbled to the entrance of the alley, and the two men went to greet it.

"Brother Zhang!" Li Xiangnan called out affectionately after getting off the car.

Zhang Jingyang had already been notified by Wang Defa, and knew that he was in trouble, so he said without hesitation, "Yuejin, are you sure?"

"That's him!" Zhou Yuejin got out of the car. "I've been with him for several days. His voice is so familiar! I can't mistake it!"

"Okay!" Zhang Jingyang stretched out his hand towards the courtyard and called out, "Song Yi, Zimo, let's go in together!"

Everyone filed into the yard. The late autumn night was a bit chilly. Zhang Jingyang had already lit the stove in the main room. He poured tea for a few people, then pulled Zhou Yuejin aside to start profiling his characters.

Li Xiangnan held up the teacup, took a sip, looked at his watch, thought about the time, and said, "Let's go see the old man tomorrow! I haven't seen him for a while!"

"Hey, you and Brother Zhang have the same idea!" Wang Defa grinned happily.

"I'll go too! I'll take a rest tomorrow!" Yang Weidong also smiled immediately.

"How can I be left out?" Zhou Yuejin heard the discussion and turned around and said with a smile: "I have heard that Mr. Wang was extremely brave on the battlefield. I must go and see his demeanor!"

"Zimo, you go too! Don't go empty-handed!" Song Yi also reminded her brother with a smile.

"Okay, let's go together!" Wang Defa felt warm in his heart, "But there's no need to buy anything! The old man has very picky tastes!"

Everyone laughed.

After a while, there was a click sound, and Zhang Jingyang broke the pencil on the paper.

His painting is finished!

"Leap forward, look!"

"Hey!" When he handed the painting over, Zhou Yuejin took it and looked at it, then stood up. "Great! Brother Zhang, your drawings of people are really amazing! Xiao Li, this is the right person!"

He handed it to Li Xiangnan.

Song Yi, Song Zimo, Wang Defa, Yang Weidong and others gathered around to watch.

Li Xiangnan took the painting and moved a stool to look at it under the light.

I saw that this man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his face was very handsome, but for some reason, I always felt that he was familiar.

"That's not right, why does this person look so familiar?"

After he said this, everyone actually felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.

"Yeah, I feel like I've seen it somewhere!" Song Zimo shook his head with a confused look on his face.

"Of course you feel like you've seen it somewhere!" Wang Defa hit his head, took the painting and stood it up next to Li Xiangnan's face, "Look again!"

"Fuck!"

When the face in the painting was parallel to Li Xiangnan, their facial contours, lines, eyes and overall shape were very similar.

If you look at it at first glance, it really looks like one person!

"Isn't this Xiao Li?" Yang Weidong was stunned.

"No! Not Xiangnan! There is a difference!" Song Yi pointed at her eyebrows, "The eyebrows are different, the thickness of the lips is different! The contours are also different!"

"Hey, Brother Zhang, did you draw this based on Xiao Li's face?" Wang Defa was also a little confused.

Zhang Jingyang shook his head, packed up his painting tools, came over and sat down, took a close look at his painting, shook his head and said, "No, I just painted according to the instructions given by Yue Jin!"

Everyone looked at Zhou Yuejin, making him feel a little embarrassed.

Zhou Yuejin quickly waved his hands and said shyly: "Don't look at me, I really am describing the characteristics based on the portrait in my memory. I worked with Brother Xiao Zhang to paint Mu Lianqiao's face last time, so I know what to say!"

"Since this person is so similar to Xiangnan, you should have been surprised when you returned to Beijing from Xichuan!" Song Yi stared at him.

"I don't know either. Maybe Xiao Li is too familiar to me! I didn't think about it that way, but when I came into contact with this person, I did inexplicably feel a sense of closeness and trust. Do you think it's because he looks like Xiao Li?" Zhou Yuejin frowned and pondered.

Everyone looked at each other and then at Li Xiangnan.

"It is indeed possible!" Li Xiangnan spread the painting on the small table, frowning more and more as he looked at it, "And..."

"And what?" Song Yi was getting nervous.

"Besides, he and I may be very close! He may be very close to my grandma!" Li Xiangnan stroked the stubble on his chin with one hand and said affirmatively: "He asked me to tell my grandma a few words tonight. Taohua immediately asked for a long rope and the things were with me. It was not just a simple message, but an expression of an attitude! As for the latter, I think my grandma may have left something in the Mu family and was collected by this branch of theirs!"

Song Yi was extremely surprised. "Such a secret connection, but they only asked you to convey a message?"

"The latter sentence is easy to understand, but what does this peach blossom immediately asks for a long rope mean?" Wang Defa, Zhou Yuejin, Yang Weidong and others looked at each other and scratched their heads.

"The Shu brocade battle robe is handmade, and the peach blossom horse is asked for a long bridle. There are many extraordinary men in the world, but who is willing to travel thousands of miles on the battlefield?"

Song Yi, who was standing by, immediately recited a line of poetry, squinting his eyes and saying, "This is a poem that Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty gave to the female general Qin Liangyu. It generally praises the heroic spirit of women who gave up their glory and took the initiative to volunteer to go to the battlefield!"

She turned around and said with deep admiration: "This person asked you to tell your grandma something. The meaning should be that this branch of the Mu family did not blame your grandma for leaving without saying goodbye, but supported her decision! They are one of us!"

Li Xiangnan nodded, "That is to say, the other branches of the Mu family were probably against my grandmother leaving the Mu family, and there may have been some conflict, or they may have suffered some loss of interests!"

Soon, his eyes lit up, "Could it be related to the last sentence, that thing?"

"It may be the case. I feel like we are getting closer to the truth about why Grandma Huanying left!" Song Yi was a little excited.

"Hiss! After all, she is a lady from a noble family, she knows a lot! I have never heard of peach blossoms or long tassels!" Wang Defa scratched his head, feeling quite impressed.

Zhang Jingyang also laughed and said, "Indeed, if this happened to us, I probably wouldn't be able to figure it out even if I racked my brains!"

"I see!"

At this moment, Song Zimo, who had been silent since he saw the painting, suddenly clapped his hands and stood up!

"Zimo, what do you know?" Wang Defa turned to look at him.

"Painting!" Song Zimo rushed to the table. "I said the person in the painting looked familiar. It's not just that he looks like Brother Nan! It's that I've really seen this person before!"

"what?"

Hearing this, everyone stood up and looked at him in surprise.

"Tell me!" Song Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, "Where have you seen him?"

“Brother! Brother’s car! I’ve seen this man in brother’s car!”

"Song Yu???"