The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Yun Yanhui was dragged away by Wang Chao and Ma Han, reluctantly dragging her feet on the ground, "Woo... I was really wronged, I was wronged..."

Bao Zheng sighed as he walked, "I don't think this matter is like Zheng Ling's behavior style. If it is you, it makes sense. Brother Yan, you have gone too far this time."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Play off, who play off ah!

Yun Yan glared at Zheng Ling fiercely.

Zheng Ling: "..."

Inexplicably feeling terrified, Zheng Ling flinched, "I, I've explained it, but he doesn't believe it..."

Zheng Ling was also excited for a while before, thinking that his experiment was successful, but he didn't expect others to sound like it was not the case, and now Yun Yan was fooled by him.

Yun Yan was so angry that she stood firm and stretched out her foot to kick Zheng Ling.

Fortunately, Wang Chao and Ma Han held him back, "Hey, Brother Yan, don't be rude!"

"...Who did it wrong!" Yun Yan replied very sadly and indignantly.

"Brother Yan, if you are really wronged, you will naturally be able to distinguish clearly in front of the emperor." Bao Zheng said.

Yun Yan wanted to cry very much, he felt, for sure, that he couldn't tell the difference...

……

Renzong rested his hand on his forehead, his face was expressionless for a long time, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Did the kid you drew make people faint?"

Bao Zheng nodded solemnly, "Exactly."

Renzong didn't believe it.

Bao Zheng pointed at Yunyan and replied: "Zheng Ling accidentally slipped the tongue, Brother Yan instigated him and his colleagues to draw like this."

Renzong: "Huh?"

Yun Yan replied: Thank you so much!Big bag!Afraid that my crimes are not charged enough to death, right!

Renzong, who was a little unbelievable at first, was interested now, stood up, looked at Yun Yanhui, Yun Yanhui was also very eager to speak, but Renzong asked Zheng Ling first: "Tell me, how did you do it?" of?"

Zheng Ling honestly explained the principle of three-dimensional painting, how to create visual differences.

Hearing what Zheng Ling said clearly and logically, compared to simply saying that the painting is very real, there are more concepts.Isn't this just like folk artists playing tricks, taking advantage of misleading.

Hearing this, Renzong also felt that it must be Yun Yanhui's idea, pointing at him and saying: "Not doing a proper job, not doing a proper job!"

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Yun Yan replied: "Ugh... can I still explain?"

"Huh?" Renzong looked at him, "Why, do you still think you have been wronged? Then tell me."

Yun Yan then talked about how she met Zheng Ling, and then made this suggestion, but she didn't know that he would be so mad.

"Impossible, if it wasn't for your idea, how could Zheng Ling think of painting such a thing." Renzong pondered for a long time, but came to such a conclusion.

Yun Yanhui almost spat out a mouthful of blood, "I have nothing to say, I really don't know what image I have in everyone's minds."

Zheng Ling also said very guiltyly: "Don't do anything about Brother Yan, Brother Yan only said that we can draw a big hole, and we added the little ghosts ourselves."

However, no one believed it. They even felt that, judging from Yunyan's extreme perfection in things, how could it be possible to be satisfied with just drawing a big hole, and it must be "icing on the cake".

Everyone felt that this must be Yun Yanhui's idea of ​​making money. First, he ran an advertisement to shock the citizens of Bianjing, but it turned out to be a joke.

Renzong even thought of a specific place—Pu Guanze, he deeply suspected that Yun Yanhui wanted to decorate Pu Guanze with such murals and ground paintings, and asked Zheng Ling to study it.

"Well, this is indeed a miraculous skill, then I will draw this kind of three-dimensional painting for several royal temples for free, and pay half a year as a warning to others." Renzong thought for a while, and gave such a punish.

People from the painting academy thanked each other.

Bao Zheng thought in his heart, it's cheap for them.

If this is really Yun Yanhui's idea, and it's for making money, then there must be many opportunities to make money in the follow-up, and everything is definitely arranged.Moreover, didn't they hear that the officials still told them to go to the temple to paint murals?This is clearly an opportunity to become famous!

It is said to be punishment, but it is actually more or less an opportunity.

Renzong also whispered to Yunyan: "Remember to ask them to paint in Youwu's palace, and choose some interesting themes to paint. Also, when you paint at Pu Guanze, you have to coordinate with them, and don't get involved with punishment. conflicted."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

I don't know what Renzong's brain made up... Pu Guanze?He thought he was a three-dimensional painting that Zheng Ling and the others studied for Pu Guanze's decoration?

Yun Yanhui was about to cry, but she knew it would be like this, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he is instigating it!Even he himself almost believed it, didn't he see the result of this matter!

However, no one would believe what he said, so Yun Yanhui could only accept the order honestly.

Entering the palace bustlingly, and then returning with great vigor.

Although Yun Yanhui didn't have to work for free, she was also implicated and fined half a year's salary. Although she was not short of money, she was upset.

On the way back, Yunyan still wanted to struggle for a while, so she had the cheek to talk to Bao Zheng.

Seeing his sincerity, Bao Zheng felt suspicious, "Think about it..."

It would be bad if Brother Yan was really wronged.

Walking back to the Kaifeng mansion, I saw several merchants waiting outside, but they didn't go in to seek justice, as if they were waiting for someone, and rushed up as soon as they saw Yunyan returning.

"Yun Xiaolang, you're finally back? Do you remember me? I'm the owner of Sun Er Restaurant!"

"And me, I belong to Li Ji."

Yun Yan turned blank, "Why are you looking for me?"

These merchants said in a hurry: "I want to make an appointment to paint murals in our store!"

"I want to draw a wine fairy here, and it's in the lobby."

"We want to paint the Beauty of the Moon Palace in our store! How do you calculate the price?"

"..."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Everyone looked at Yun Yanhui.

Even Zheng Ling was a little confused, "Brother Yan, you arranged such a business for us?"

What kind of three-dimensional paintings of Jiuxian and Chang'e are drawn in the place where the wine is sold to attract customers. The style of this idea is like Brother Yan.Even Zheng Ling began to doubt whether this was really what Brother Yan had thought about long ago.

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

Bao Zheng glanced back at Yunyan, sighed, shook his head, and went into the mansion.

"..." Yun Yan supported Wang Chao weakly, "You, why did you come to me!"

"I heard that Zheng Hanlin from Hanlin Academy of Painting is the one who took the lead in painting the murals. Isn't he one of yours? Everyone knows that he painted the food festival scroll hanging in Daxiangguo Temple. If you don't want me, who else can I look for?"

"Can't you talk to him anymore? Don't, we think our idea is very good!"

Yun Yan couldn't laugh or cry when he returned, so where should he go to reason?It's such a coincidence that these bosses come to him with a particularly good idea, is it wrong?Just ask if you are wronged or not!

Yun Yan looked back, Zheng Ling was fine, some of the other painters were not very rich, and they were going to be fined for half a year, so they were all looking at this side anxiously, but they were too embarrassed to speak.

Yun Yanhui could only wave his hands helplessly: "...you can come to me to register in the afternoon, and I will give you the price list - calculated according to the size and complexity of the area."

All the merchants responded happily and went back one after another.

Yun Yan turned around, and saw that the rest of the people looked at her with the eyes of "it's true, why are you beating around the bush and pretending to be stupid", including Zheng Ling, and said angrily: "What do you look at, you will regret it in the future! And you! I want to take a commission for helping you as a manager!"

The latter you naturally refer to the painters of the painting academy.

Yun Yan was speechless and asked the sky, God, do you force people to make money like this?

……

Throughout the afternoon, Yun Yanhui was helping to register to paint murals. He still had a long time to figure out how to balance the working hours of those painters. It would be best for them to take turns painting temples and receiving paid orders.

It's just an afternoon, and the time has been reserved for two months.

Also, since Renzong said it, then Pu Guanze must be decorated with three-dimensional paintings. Fortunately, Pu Guanze has not started the decoration yet.

The three-dimensional painting on the tile side of Zhujiaqiao, originally according to Bao Zheng's idea, was going to be washed away after the verdict, but the people were very enthusiastic and didn't want it to be washed away, and they spontaneously protected it.

Yun Yanhui deeply suspects that the owner of Zhujiaqiao Wazi is protecting it, because as long as the three-dimensional paintings are not washed, many people go there to watch every day, which also increases the flow of their Wazi.

No matter what, when Yunyan Hui was busy acting as a manager for Zheng Ling and the others, his old friend Zhang Shanren came to him.

"Brother Yan has been very popular these two days, I'm afraid that all the shops in Bianjing are looking for you?" Zhang Shanren probably also heard about the two days, and joked with a smile.

"You don't know the pain in my heart! Brother!" Yun Yan replied that she really wanted to wipe away her bitter tears.

"What's so hard about making money?" Zhang Shanren shook his head with a smile, "Not to mention anything else, I was entrusted by someone. Someone wants to ask you for help!"

Yun Yan was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Zhang Shanren said: "A team from Zezhou, the team leader is very young. He came to Beijing a few days ago and came to visit me on the mountain. Yesterday, he came to me again and wanted to know you."

Bianjing is the economic, cultural and political center of the Song Dynasty. From the perspective of folk artists, if they want to achieve any great achievements, they must go to Beijing.Some people went to Beijing and starved to death, some people went back in despair, and some people went to Beijing and encountered a change of dragon.

Like Zhang Shanren, he is the latter.At the beginning, he was suppressed in his hometown, but when he came to Bianjing, he gained his current status by relying on his own strength, and he is one of the most popular artists in Bianjing.

"Oh...do you want me to introduce you to business?" Yunyan asked back, "How is your level? What about the acting? If it's good, I'll consider inviting you when we hold festivals in the future."

"His team should perform more Guzici, Daqu and Entangling Orders." Zhang Shanren said with a half-smile, "but what he wants is more than that."

Yun Yan laughed dumbfounded, "But, no matter how much, I can't give it."

"Brother Yan, he thinks you can do it. Besides, there are quite a few people who think this way." Zhang Shanren winked at him, "He wants to be like Zhou Shuiniang, soaring into the sky and reaching the sky."

Yun Yan was a little stunned, and then thoughtfully said: "Brother, but you have never introduced anyone. Is there anything special about this person and his team?"

Zhang Shanren shook his head and said, "I think I saw myself back then!"