The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Zhang Maocai blew his nose, put his hands into his sleeves, and began to deeply regret that he didn't give up the money to buy a set of the three most popular cold protection items - earmuffs, gloves and a mask. Seeing that this winter is getting colder and colder. .

However, it is too late to regret now, he just lost all the money his wife earned.

I'm not feeling lucky...

Gambling all night, his eyes were red, Zhang Maocai yawned, thinking in his heart, it is still early in the sky, and the genius is still bright, or, he can go to any random shop to sell some things now, so that he can buy a set of three treasures for cold protection?

Moreover, he felt that it was very necessary for him to have the word "shipping" written on the mask.

There are still very few people on this street, and occasionally one or two monks can be seen. They came out of the monastery early in the morning and were going to go door to door to wake up the citizens of Bianjing.

Zhang Maocai saw a few young men in cloaks, carrying buckets, brushes, candlesticks and other things in their hands, and he looked at those people a few times—hmph, rich people must have played all night.

Why didn't I have such reincarnation luck?Cast into a wealthy yamen?

Zhang Maocai thought jealously, and continued to walk forward. In a haze, he saw something on the wall in front of him, which was not there before, so he came closer and took a closer look.

——Looking at it, Zhang Maocai's heart was beating and his blood was cold, and his whole body froze.

Originally, his brain was filled with paste because of staying up late gambling, but now the paste was frozen, making him unable to think.

On the wall in front of him, there was a weird thing lying on it. It was as thin as a stick, its skin was blue, and its claws were long. It scratched the wall with cracks.

Where did this come from?

Look down, there was a big hole in the masonry ground at some point, a bottomless hole, dark, with flames shining through it, with many hands and heads protruding from it, all of which looked like evil spirits described in Buddhist scriptures .

If you look carefully at their murals in any temple, you may find the same image - but there is absolutely no such living one!

It's alive!real!

Zhang Maocai's calves started to tremble, and he almost fainted.

He couldn't see clearly, so he got closer, and now he saw that he was only a few steps away from the big hole, and he almost fell into hell!

It's not safe even now, what if these evil spirits drag him in?

Zhang Maocai didn't dare to take a second look at all, so he immediately turned his head and ran back. When he saw a monk in front of him, he rushed over to hug him.

The monk was taken aback, "What, what are you going to do?!"

He thought, are the villains these days so mad that they even want to rob monks?

Zhang Maocai took the monk's hand, and said incoherently, "I, I want to take refuge! Monk, hurry up and recite the scriptures for me!"

Monk: "..."

"No matter what, let's recite scriptures quickly!" Zhang Maocai felt that he was still a little smart. Since hell had opened up, no matter how fast he ran, he would be overtaken by evil spirits later. If there were monks chanting scriptures, then It can go beyond that.

When the monk was puzzled, he suddenly heard a scream not far away, his expression tightened, and he raised his foot to go there.

Zhang Maocai was trembling, grabbed him, and the paste in his brain turned from freezing to boiling, "Don't go, don't go! This is someone who has been dragged down! Quickly recite the scriptures!"

……

Early in the morning, before Yun Yan could wake up naturally, she was woken up by Shuang Yi.

"Brother Yan, get up quickly." Shuangyi's voice was a little anxious.

Yunyan turned around, he worked overtime the night before and was sleepy.

"Wake up, Baofu Yin is going to arrest Brother Ling!"

Shuangyi's words awakened Yun Yanhui. He suddenly opened his eyes and said in astonishment, "What?"

Zheng Ling is the Hanlin Daizhao of the Academy of Painting, how could Bao Zheng arrest him for no reason?

Shuang Yi: "Really, if he is said to have disturbed the law and order in Kaifeng, not only must he be arrested, but he must also be impeached by Yushi!"

Yunyan returned to the capital in a mess in the wind, her drowsiness completely dissipated, she sat up, "But, why is that? What did Zheng Ling do?"

Shuang Yi: "It's not just him, there are also several young painters from the Painting Institute. I heard from the government officials that they seem to have painted a picture on the wall and ground outside the tiles of Zhujiaqiao at night. This morning, several passers-by were scared to death It's over."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Yun Yan felt scalp numb immediately when she returned, she climbed out of bed and began to put on her clothes, tremblingly said: "I feel like I know what happened..."

A few days ago, Yun Yanhui ran into Zheng Ling who was bored and his colleagues were drawing masks on the street, so he gave him an idea.Because Zheng Ling studied aquatic plant landscaping this year, the sense of space and three-dimensionality of the picture has improved a lot.

So, seeing that they were bored, Yun Yanhui simply suggested that he study three-dimensional paintings.

This is quite popular in modern times. Using the light and shadow of the picture, the virtual and the real, the two-dimensional painting is drawn into a three-dimensional effect, which makes people have visual illusions and see a three-dimensional thing.

However, this is very different from the usual way of painting in ancient China, so Yun Yanhui didn't expect any amazing effects, and talked about the principle for a while, so he didn't ask about it.

Who knew that Zheng Ling and his little friends really researched it, and, without any precautions, they showed it directly on the street——Yun Yanhui didn't even know about it.

"But what did he draw that can scare people to death?" Yun Yan couldn't remember. His proposal at the time was to draw a three-dimensional big hole, or a table, chairs and benches. These are relatively simple and easy to think about, but, This is not going to scare people fainting, right?

"I'm not sure about this, and I didn't have time to inquire, so I hurried to tell you. A Niang doesn't know yet, so I dare not tell her." Shuangyi said dryly.

"Well, don't talk about it for now." Yun Yanhui quickly cleaned up, then went out with Shuang Yi, and went straight to Kaifeng Mansion.Fortunately, they live close to each other, just a few steps away.

On the way, Yunyan saw Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and the others, and said hello to them.

Zhan Zhao was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, we also have responsibilities, so we had no choice but to detain Feibo."

"I know. But, has someone been arrested? Where was he arrested?" Yun Yan heard from Shuang Yi before going back to arrest someone.

"At the Imperial Academy of Painting." Bai Yutang interjected, "Brother Yan, have you seen their paintings?"

Yun Yan felt bad in her heart, "No... What did you draw?"

Bai Yutang gestured and said: "There is a hole in the ground of the painting, and the evil spirits of hell came out of it."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

"It's been sealed up there now, and the governor said that it can't be wiped off immediately. It will be used as evidence of a crime. He expects that Feibo's family will definitely exonerate him." Bai Yutang was a little curious, "Brother Yan, will you intercede?" ?”

To intercede, he is still afraid of being arrested for instigating a crime...

Besides, it's not that he was wronged, what kind of thinking is this, Yun Yan thinks back that if he saw something like that early in the morning, he might be able to take a picture of Zheng Ling and his fellow writing artists as older bear children Get punched in the face.

Yun Yan replied very weakly: "I don't even know what to say, how dare they be so bold, it's no wonder that painting this kind of thing on the street doesn't cause riots, the impact is bad!"

Bai Yutang shrugged, "Because it was discovered very early, not many people saw it, but now that the news has spread, many people have rushed to watch."

When people know that it's not really a hole in hell, but drawn by people, they think it's a strange thing, based on the gossip of the people of Bianjing, they naturally want to see it more and more.

After all, the few people who have seen it say that it is more lifelike than any famous painting they have seen!

Bai Yutang didn't know that not only many citizens rushed to see it, but also officials from Hanlin Academy of Painting and great painters from Bianjing.

What's more, the number of onlookers will increase, and within a day, Jinghua will become famous.

Yun Yan sneaked back to the courtroom to eavesdrop, and unexpectedly heard a colleague of Zheng Ling's sophistry: "...Fu Zun, the person who fainted must have a ghost in his heart, so he was fainted by fright. If he sat upright Straight, how can you be afraid of evil spirits? You have a whole body of righteousness, and you are not afraid of ghosts and gods."

"Nonsense!" Bao Zheng yelled, "You are members of the painting academy, most of them have official status, and even the imperial court is waiting for an imperial edict to paint for the emperor. Therefore, our government has notified Dali Temple and other places for a joint trial, and There is nothing we can do about you! Before this, if you dare to speak nonsense and sophistry again, don’t blame the government for being ruthless!"

Bao Zheng also stared at Zheng Ling and scolded a few words, saying that he thought he had learned it well, but unexpectedly he was still a school of government, unscrupulous, disturbing the law and order, and using his skills in crooked places... What a shame!

Zheng Ling looked innocent, "I really didn't expect to be so scared... We don't think the painting is good enough."

Then, before the arrival of Dali Temple, the chief of the painting academy had already arrived.

They came to protect Zheng Ling and the others.

One looked at the three-dimensional painting and thought it was very promising, and the other was entrusted by Zheng Ling's family.He said with a smile, this matter is definitely their fault, but after all, it did not cause a catastrophe, and your Kaifeng mansion should not be too sensitive, and make a big fuss, let's just report it to the officials, and let the officials decide?

How could Bao Zheng not know his intentions? If he wanted to circumvent the law, he could only find the biggest bug in the law of this dynasty - the emperor's order is greater than the law. If the government is merciful, then only a small punishment is needed.

But when refuting in front of the officials, they were eloquent and shifted their focus to the verisimilitude of their paintings. With the benevolence and pity of the officials, they would definitely not severely punish them. .

It has to be said that Bao Zheng has insight into people's hearts, but there is one thing he didn't expect, that is, while discussing with him, the chief of the painting academy has actually reported it to the higher authorities, but it was just delaying time.

Therefore, when Bao Zheng solemnly refused, the government's decree had already come down, and he wanted to be judged before the emperor.

Bao Zheng was not happy, so Bao Zheng decided to enter the palace as well, and made a bitter statement in front of the officials that these people cannot be tolerated, otherwise what if they get worse in the future?

You can't lose your official status, and you don't have a chance to be sentenced now...but you have to write it down in your resume and pay a fine!

……

Yun Yan listened behind, then turned to the gate of the yamen, wanting to have a few words with Zheng Ling.

Zheng Ling and the others happened to be brought out by Bao Zheng to enter the palace, so they met each other twice.

As soon as Zheng Ling saw Yun Yan returning, his eyes lit up.

Yunyan cleared her throat, ready to educate him.

Zheng Ling shouted excitedly: "Brother Yan! What you said is true! The painting is so lifelike! I will ask you for advice after I enter the palace to receive my punishment!"

The sharp eyes of Bao Zheng and the chief of the Academy of Painting were cast over at once, although the meaning of the representation may be a little different.

The yamen servants on the side, including Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and others also gave strange looks.

Oh, it's you.

it's you again...

No wonder.

Yun Yan replied: "......"

I...by...

Bao Da listen to my explanation!I only inspired the painting skills and did not provide ideas for crimes! !

Yun Yan cried out blood in her heart.