After the subjugation of the country, I became pregnant with the cub of Emperor Qiu

Wei Yushu opened the letter, and Yici's thin and powerful handwriting like bluegrass slowly unfolded. Wei Yushu quickly read the envelope, his expression remained calm and extremely rational.

This □□ is extremely realistic and delicate, even if you look closely, you can't see any clues. No one can imagine that there is a handsome and unforgettable face hidden under this ordinary mask.

"Yi Ci wants to go to the painting competition."

Wei Yushu pondered.

Luo An looked at Wei Yushu, thinking that Wei Yushu did not agree with Yi Ci's going to the painting competition, and said silently for a moment: "My lord seldom shows his calligraphy and painting to others, this is the first time he has shown his calligraphy and painting in front of everyone."

Wei Yushu understood what Luo An meant.

In the past, Yici would only call and paint secretly, and almost never showed his calligraphy and paintings to others. After finishing one, he would destroy it cruelly, and if he liked it, he would hide it in the painting pavilion.The Painting Pavilion is a place for Yici alone, and Yici does not allow palace people to enter the Painting Pavilion.

Yi Ci loves calligraphy and painting very much, but has to hide this carefully, and even feels inferior because he can't meet the requirements of the former king, and once gave up calligraphy and painting.

But now Yici seems to have changed quietly, no longer destroys or hides his own, and even starts to care about the evaluation of his works, and actively wants to go to the painting conference.

Perhaps from Yi Ci's point of view, this is the first work he exhibited to the outside world, and going to the painting conference is of special significance to him.

Thinking of Yi Ci, Wei Yushu's absolutely rational eyes changed a little, and suddenly became softer.Wei Yushu seemed to be talking to himself: "I said, I will never refuse any request from Yici."

……

When Yi Ci received Wei Yushu's reply letter, joy appeared in his cold eyes.

Now this time is not suitable for going out of the palace, he was planning to give up participating in the painting competition, but Wei Yushu agreed.

Wei Yushu wrote in the letter that he would discuss with Emperor Qin Guzheng about writing new characters on the day of the Painting Appreciation Conference, so that Yi Ci could come back earlier.

Write new text?

Yi Ci noticed what Wei Yushu wrote in the letter, and after thinking about it, he understood.Now Gu Zheng has unified the six countries, using iron and blood methods to forcibly unite the different countries that were originally scattered.These six countries have their own different scripts. Not only are the fonts very different in terms of scripts, almost every country uses a single script, and even the scripts themselves are slightly different from country to country.

Although the characters have the same origin, and there are differences between countries, it is not unrecognizable, but now that the Qin State has unified the six countries, the fonts that fall on the writing must be unified into one.Different characters between countries should also be rewritten and unified into one language.

Yi Ci thought of the experience of helping Gu Zheng to correct the memorials. There were a lot of memorials written in different fonts, and there were many different characters mixed in, which made Yi Ci's eyes dazzled.

He couldn't help but wonder what the new text would look like.

Although he couldn't wait to ask Wei Yushu about his new writing, Yi Ci didn't forget the upcoming painting conference.

The painting competition will be held in Yangxue Pavilion of Old Man Songyun. In order to avoid too many curious people coming to watch, those who enter the painting meeting on the first day must hold the invitation letter presented by Old Man Songyun.Thanks to Wei Yushu's help, Yi Ci got two invitation letters written by the old man Songyun himself.

On the day of the painting competition, Yi Ci asked Qiu Liang to stay in the palace as a cover for himself, while he changed into unremarkable clothes and asked Luo An to take him out of the palace.Although Qiu Liang strongly objected, it was useless to object, so he could only angrily agree.

Flying over eaves and walls all the way, when Yi Ci landed on the ground, his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton, and even his head was dizzy.Yi Ci shook his head to wake himself up from his dizzy state.He was worried that he would meet the courtiers living in the imperial city at the painting tasting conference, so he asked Luo An to find a hat with a gauze cover, and covered his face with a cloth under the hat, and then got into the rented carriage and headed all the way to Yangxue. Court rushed.

Although Yangxue Pavilion is named after a pavilion, it is actually constructed exquisitely and ingeniously, covering a wide area. There are rockery lakes, pavilions, pavilions, rare flowers, pine, cypress and plum trees. It is really a quiet and elegant place.Among them are not only places for people to eat and drink, but also places for people to play chess, calligraphy, painting and playing the piano, there are also chat rooms for people to discuss current political debates, and elegant rooms for quiet discussions to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping... It has all functions and everything you expect.

When Yi Ci took Luo An to hand over the invitation letter to the waiter at Yangxue Pavilion, he listened to the waiter's explanation all the way, and soon reached the second floor of Yangxue Pavilion.

A large space has been vacated on the second floor of Yangxue Pavilion, where hundreds of tables are placed in an orderly manner, and the faint smell of woody incense permeates, giving people a feeling of calmness.

Yi Ci found an inconspicuous place to sit on the side, and Luo An sat silently on the table next to Yi Ci, and soon a waiter brought tea to entertain him.The waiter who greeted Yi Ci bowed out after Yi Ci was seated, and went to receive other guests.

Yi Ci didn't come too early or too late. When he came, most of the seats here had already been taken up. Most people chose to sit in the front with the best view. Only Yi Ci chose to sit in the far corner. With a gauze hat covering her face, she stood out for a moment.

But the people here are all rushing to the strange paintings mentioned in the old man Songyun's letter, and they don't care about people, or they don't care about unknown people, so after looking at Yi Ci for a few times, these people They all retracted their gaze and stopped paying attention.

Yi Ci breathed a sigh of relief, but when he thought that all these people came to see his calligraphy and painting, he suddenly became nervous again.

At this moment, an old man on crutches walked upstairs slowly with the help of a waiter.The old man looked to be over seventy years old, his beard and hair were all white, and his eyes narrowed slightly from time to time, flashing a sharp light.

Yi Ci's heart tightened, this old man looked very imposing, presumably he must have a lot of status in the painting and calligraphy circles, I don't know who it is.

The old man's eyes fell on Yi Ci for a moment, and he pointed to Yi Ci in Mandarin with a Qin accent and said to the waiter, "It's weird, why is there a silk cloth hanging on the table?"

The waiter's expression changed, and he managed not to hold back his laughter and said: "Mr., that's not silk cloth, it's a white gauze cap worn by people."

Hearing this, the old man said cheerfully, "I'm old, I can't see clearly anymore."

Easy word: "..."

The old man was taken by the waiter to the seat reserved in the first row.

Not long after, another person caught Yi Ci's attention.This person is about thirty years old in appearance, with a short goatee and thin cheekbones, giving people a sense of aloofness that is not easy to get close to.As soon as he entered the arena, someone immediately recognized him and commented.

"It's Layman Qingzheng, and he's here too."

"The Layman Qingzheng has always been aloof and doesn't bother to comment on other people's paintings, so he will come to participate in the painting competition today? It's strange!"

"Maybe it's dissatisfaction. After all, the old man Songyun praised a painting so much. Even Layman Qingzheng's painting has not received such a high evaluation. I definitely want to take a look."

……

Yi Ci couldn't help but take a second look at this upright layman.Yi Ci loves to collect paintings and calligraphy. Although he has never heard of the name Qingzheng Layman in Zheng Guo, he is a little curious about Qingzheng Layman's Danqing Mobao.

The upright layman also sat in the front row, and after taking his seat, he didn't talk to everyone, sitting upright like a tree stump.The old man looked at the Qingzheng layman and laughed cheerfully.

The people who appeared behind were also some famous calligraphers and painters in Qin State, and they also took the seats in the front row.

It didn't take long for Yi Ci to hear the toothache creaking sound from the stairs, as if something extremely heavy was pressing on the stairs, making the stairs overwhelmed and screaming.

There was a loud noise, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a fat man in expensive clothes who was so fat that his facial features were crowded together, pushed and pulled up to the second floor by the waiter desperately.The moment his footsteps landed on the ground on the second floor, the fat rich businessman was panting heavily.Immediately, a maid wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and another maid fanned him with a fan.

The rich businessman was too tired to speak, and sat down in the front seat under the guidance of the waiter.As soon as he took his seat, the people around him immediately made room for him.

Yi Ci was shocked when he saw it, he had to go back and warn Qiu Liang not to have supper at night.Otherwise, the appetite will get bigger and bigger, and Baobuqi will become fat like this.

Just when the painting conference was about to start, one person came late, and this person was Zhao Guo Xiangguo who was not reused after he defected to Qin.This time I came here to buy this painting, which was highly praised by the old man Songyun, so as to dedicate it to the King of Qin to win King Qin's favor.He was led by the waiter to sit in the front row.

After everyone was seated, old man Songyun finally appeared.

The old man Songyun's words whetted the appetite of everyone, and everyone wanted to see how wonderful the painting praised by the old man Songyun as "both calligraphy and painting, such as two lonely peaks, is rare to be compared with them".

The old man Songyun looked at the crowd with a smile on his face, but he was not in a hurry to take out the painting, but said to the crowd: "Welcome to Yangxue Pavilion to participate in the painting fair. It is really a blessing for this old man, and this old man is very grateful."

"I know that you are all here for the painting mentioned in the letter, but before appreciating this painting, I would like to invite you to view other calligraphy and painting collections of Laoji first."

Everyone heard that, although they were anxious to see the paintings mentioned in the letter, they all knew that Old Man Songyun's other collections were also extraordinary, so they readily agreed.

Seeing that there was no objection from the crowd, Old Man Songyun asked the waiters who had already prepared each to hold a calligraphy painting, and walked from the desk in front to the desk in the back one by one.

The collection held by the first waiter is the "Goddess Picture" painted by Li Zizhan, who is called the "holy hand" by the world. I saw a vast sea in the painting, with fairy islands hidden in it, shrouded in clouds, and a posture Ethereal and beautiful goddesses fly out of the clouds, with flying skirts, gorgeous and luxurious costumes.

Everyone praised after watching it, and Yi Ci's eyes lit up after seeing it.

The style of this painting is exquisite and delicate, the colors are gorgeous, and the demeanor and posture of the goddess are outlined very vividly. Yi Ci can't help but sigh the artist's solid and experienced skills.

The second collection is "The King's Outing in Spring" painted by Zhanwen, a master of calligraphy and painting a hundred years ago. This painting uses lively and gorgeous colors, and the details are delicately written, which vividly depicts the solemn expression of the king; The trees on the green hills and the nearby mountains and rivers blend into one scene, and the bushes and flowers are painted in the way of dot dyeing, which makes the picture full of spring, which is really the essence of the "green method".

Then the third collection, the fourth collection...they watched the sixteen calligraphy and painting collections of the old man Songyun in succession, and everyone feasted their eyes.

However, this also means that the criteria for judging everyone present is getting higher and higher. If the calligraphy and paintings that the old man Songyun brought out in the end are not enough to overshadow the previous collection, everyone will definitely be disappointed and think that it is nothing more than that.

The old man Songyun did this because he believed that this painting would definitely surpass the previous collections, which made everyone more and more looking forward to seeing the true face of the painting mentioned in the old man Songyun's letter.

The Qingzheng layman sitting in front gradually became serious. Zhao Guoxiang, who had taken refuge in Qin, pressed his hand on the desk, and stared unblinkingly at the unrolled painting in the hand of the last maid.Seeing that the old man Songyun was still trying to make a fool of himself, the old man in his 70s tapped on his walking stick and said, "I said Songyun, quickly take out the painting mentioned in the letter, I can't sit still anymore, old man!" !"

Yi Ci's heart was pounding, and he began to regret coming to the painting competition.

Waiting for everyone to comment on his calligraphy and painting is tantamount to a trial for Yi Ci.Yi Ci couldn't help looking at Luo An. Luo An sensed Yi Ci's nervousness, and he was clumsy and didn't know how to comfort him. He could only say very seriously: "Your is very good, better than theirs."

The author has something to say: Yi Ci (deep breath: I am not nervous, I am not nervous, I am not nervous at all...