Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 42

Su Zhao ordered the maids to prepare some tea and snacks, and came to an octagonal pavilion, and everyone sat down.

"I think your bones are jade-colored, and your true energy is hidden. Your cultivation should be close to innate." Wei Xiangge put the peach pit aside, wiped the juice from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief, and looked at Su Photo, said with emotion: "You have entered the country so quickly."

The corner of Su Zhao's mouth twitched, and he said, "I just reached the Houtian peak last night."

Martial arts cultivation cannot be washed away with luck, but can only be broken through with resources. He used up half of the red marrow tree, and finally broke through to the peak of Houtian last night. In his estimation, it is only a matter of time before he breaks through innate .

On this side, Wei Xiangge's bright eyes flickered. He suddenly remembered something and took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve. Lifting his chin, he said in a clear voice to Su Zhao: "The Great Returning Pill is suitable for the day after tomorrow to break through the innate realm, you can use it."

Su Zhao smiled and was about to reach out to take it.

Su Zijin quietly looked at the radiant Wei Xiangge, with a smile in her bright eyes, she always felt that the girl's sudden look was really amusing, so she joked: "Throw me a peach, give me a treasure pill, and the bandit will repay you... ..."

Halfway through the speech, Su Zijin seemed to feel that something was wrong, and coughed, with a little embarrassment between her soft and clear eyebrows.

Wei Xiangge's cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were downcast, obviously she had also read the Book of Songs.

Su Zhao didn't care about this unintentional remark.

And he doesn't feel good about himself, uh, the three major illusions in life...

Because Wei Xiangge has a straightforward and innocent temperament, and occasionally shows a little shyness and awkwardness, although he is also very happy to see it.

At this moment, Shao Yao at the side brought charcoal fire sticks and rice paper.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Su Zijin asked with a faint smile.

Su Zhao took the charcoal fire stick and the rice paper, and said, "Just now I saw the Hunan singing and dancing gun. It's so graceful, I felt it for a while."

Wei Xiangge looked at Su Zhao curiously when he heard the words.

"Wait a moment." Su Zhao took a deep breath, recalling the painting skills of his previous life in his mind. After all, it has been too long, and it is somewhat unfamiliar. Fortunately, the tyrannical consciousness of the immortals saved this strangeness.

brush brush...

Su Zhao is holding a charcoal fire stick to outline on the rice paper at this moment, with a concentrated expression, because it is summer, and the warm sunshine falls on the boy's body, which softens the stern face lines and dispels the gloomy and gloom that killed Youxin a while ago.

As a realistic technique that is completely different from the flow of artistic conception in this world, sketch should originally be a word of image.

For about a quarter of an hour, Su Zhao stopped painting, threw the charcoal fire stick aside, started to watch, and felt very satisfied.

With the help of divine sense, this is simply a human flesh camera.

I saw that in the picture scroll, although it is outlined by black and white lines, the beauty of hibiscus flowers clustered like clouds and gorgeous like fire is vividly presented.

Among the thousands of falling flowers, a girl dances alone with a gun. The girl is tall and tall, with black hair like a waterfall, sword eyebrows, a pair of black and white red phoenix eyes, looking forward to the sky, a little cinnabar reflection between the brows, and a belt on the red dress. , the skirt pleats and necklaces are all faintly visible.

"It's like..."

Su Zijin covered her mouth and said, her bright eyes, like Xiaoxiang's water Yiyi, were full of disbelief, and then her eyes lingered over the characters in the painting, staying on the front, just looking at Su Zhao in surprise, with complicated thoughts .

At this moment, the girl was thinking more, she sighed in her heart, because of Su Yi's ancestral temple, it was time for her brother to get married.

At this time, Wei Xiangge also leaned forward to look at it. As soon as he caught his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned. The bright eyes under the black eyebrows just blinked. Looking at the portrait in a daze, he felt that his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't say anything for a while. out.

Su Zhao handed it over lightly, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I heard that immortals in the Divine Illumination Realm can take pictures with jade slips."

Wei Xiangge raised his eyes, shook his head, and said dully, "This is different."

Of course it's different. Later generations of high-definition cameras can also take clear photos, but when they are hand-painted, they still don't lose the slightest shock.

Su Zijin looked at the two of them, and sighed softly in her heart, if it wasn't for the heart, how could it be so expressive?

Wei Xiangge raised his head, his clear eyes were full of hope, and said, "Can you give me this painting?"

Su Zhao said: "Charcoal ash is easy to fade, if you have a pencil, it can be preserved for a long time..."

"I fix it with magic power." Wei Xiangge said softly.

Su Zhao smiled and said, "Since it is for you, you can keep it."

Wei Xiangge couldn't put it down and put away the picture scroll, only to feel that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

Su Zhao said softly: "Sister, wait until tomorrow, let's go out of the palace and visit Wenyi City together."

Of course, in addition to going out of the palace to relieve his sister's depression and letting Wei Xiangge go out to relax, he also wanted to take the opportunity to go out of the palace to investigate the people's feelings. In the deep palace, many things only stay on paper. It is easy to take it for granted if you do not make a visit and implement policies.

Su Zijin seemed to be aware of Su Zhao's intentions, and there was hope in her soft eyebrows. It was obvious that the girl with a clear heart had also been restrained by the oppressive atmosphere in the deep palace for a long time.

On the second day, the sky was bright and clear, and the wind was smooth.

Su Zhao took Su Zijin and Wei Xiangge, under the escort of Si Yiwei in front of the hall led by Peng Ji and Cai An, put on makeup, and left the Su Palace.

Because it was after the rain, the sky was bright and clear, and the air was fresh and natural. On Su Guo Street, there was a constant stream of small people, peddlers, mat weavers and shoe sellers can be seen everywhere on the left side of the road.

Su Zhao led Su Zijin and Wei Xiangge and walked on the street. The two girls had changed into scholarly clothes at the moment. Among the crowd, the palace guards were scattered among the crowd in casual clothes, looking at them with vigilant expressions. All around the crowd.

In fact, Su Zhao has already spread his consciousness to the four directions, not only for protection, but also to observe the industry of this era. At this moment, he looks at it with the method of observing phenomena in the sky, and he can see endless white and red air permeating the whole temperature. In Yicheng, there are small people who are engaged in wheels, carts, pottery, metallurgy, weaving, and craftsmen.

"There is a saying in the Rituals of Zhou that there are six jobs in the country, and there are hundreds of craftsmen and residences... Only by personally inspecting it can you find that this is not only a land of immortals, but also a truly humane society." Su Zhao Leng's eyes moved slightly, he glanced at the past, he couldn't help thinking, and thought: "It's just that the production mode of small workshops with families as the unit is inefficient. If we set up a craftsman vocational skills school to train craftsmen, we will go to scale, Intensify the road, then produce goods, dump them in nearby countries, and then exchange them for raw materials..."

All of a sudden, Su Zhao mobilized not only the handicraft industry, but also other political ideas.

It can be said that this is the first time that Su Zhao began to think from the perspective of a powerful lord, how to improve the national power and how to make the people live and work in peace and contentment is of indescribable significance to him personally.

(End of this chapter)