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

Yi Ci received Wei Yushu's reply the next day.

After confirming that there were no redundant people around, Yi Ci quickly opened the letter and saw that there were only a few short but ruthless words in the letter, just like Wei Yushu, who was rational and sober, and never said a word of nonsense.

Obviously, the letter he wrote to Wei Yushu was quite long...

Yi Ci shook his head, shaking off the subtle aggrieved feeling in his heart, and looked seriously.It is said to be read, but in fact it can be scanned at a glance. There are only two sentences in the letter, which clearly convey two meanings:

Don't read, give me money!

Yi Ci was in a complicated mood for a while, looking up at the withered yellow leaves on the tree, as if a gust of cool wind had blown through his heart, he sighed, "I send my sorrowful heart and the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch".

He said sadly: "Isn't it just silver taels, I'll give it, I'll give it all to him."

However, the embarrassing thing is that Yi Ci searched all over his body and found no silver taels.

Qiu Liang and Luo An, who witnessed what happened before them: "..."

Yi Ci's personality is a bit lofty, and he has never cared about such mundane things as money.On the day the palace city was breached, all the palace people knew to plunder the valuables in the palace. Yi Ci did one thing, burning all the calligraphy and paintings in his collection.

Now Yi Ci finally felt the pain in his heart, those calligraphy and paintings can be worth a lot of money, and a room of calligraphy and painting is more than enough to buy several cities.

Yi Ci covered his chest and couldn't help coughing weakly.

In the end, Yici searched the whole house, but couldn't find anything that could be exchanged for money.The decorative objects in the house cannot be taken out of the palace to be sold casually. The palace people have to clean and count these things every day. If they are discovered by the palace people, they will inevitably become suspicious.And he hasn't officially become a princess yet, so there is no salary in the palace for the time being.King Qin never gave him any valuable rewards.

At this moment, Yi Ci deeply felt his poverty.

After searching the back, not only Qiu Liang, but even Luo An, who has always been expressionless, changed his expression, looking at Yi Ci with pity and intolerance.He stopped Yici from continuing to search, and said coldly, "Your Majesty, leave the money-raising to me!"

Yi Ci was very moved, thinking that Luo An was planning to give out his salary for so many years to help, and was about to politely refuse, when he heard Luo An say: "I will go to the homes of those wealthy merchants from the Qin State to get some silver taels! "

Yi Ci: "...Let's forget it."

It's not that Luo An is unwilling to subsidize his own salary, but because Luo An's salary for so many years was taken away by Wei Yushu from the very beginning.

Wei Yushu's planning for the restoration of the country, whether it is searching for talents, managing privately, or even raising the army privately in the later stage, requires a lot of silver. Compared with the needs, Luo'an's salary is not even a drop in the bucket.

Qiu Liang didn't speak all the time, and after Yi Ci rejected Luo'an, Qiu Liang finally couldn't help but said: "What else can I do! Without silver, you can't support the army, and how can you restore the country without the army! This is not possible, and that is also impossible. No, there is only the last way, unless..."

Qiu Liang suddenly shut up and didn't speak.

Luo An glanced at Qiu Liang.

Yi Ci also looked at Qiu Liang, feeling powerless and uncomfortable because of his own incompetence, and said in a low mood: "What else can I do."

Qiu Liang gritted his teeth, knowing that this was the last way, so he didn't care what Yi Ci's reaction would be when he heard it, and said it out of his mind as soon as he closed his eyes: "The last way is to sell calligraphy and paintings, Yi Ci's calligraphy and paintings are so good, If you sell it for money, it will definitely not be less than the price of those rare treasures in your collection!"

Yi Ci's heart sank, in fact, he had already guessed what Qiu Liang was going to say.

For a long time, only people who are really close to and trusted by him know how talented Yi Ci is in calligraphy and painting, and Yi Ci himself loves calligraphy and painting creation very much. He has been addicted to it since he was a child, and often entertains himself with a brush. Until late at night, I was still in high spirits and didn't want to fall asleep.

But later, Yi Ci's two older brothers chose to become a monk and leave the palace, and the young Yi Ci became the crown prince.Father Wang didn't like to see Yi Ci indulging in calligraphy and painting, thinking that these were not the way to govern the country.In order not to make his father angry, Yi Ci stopped showing these things, and only secretly copied and studied by himself every night.In addition, Yi Ci knows that he is not the king who governs the country. If he indulges in calligraphy and painting, he will only be scolded as a plaything and lose his mind.Gradually, Yici began to resist showing his works to others.

Now for the restoration of the country...

Yi Ci already had a decision in his heart, but he still hesitated. He whispered softly: "But, can my calligraphy and painting really sell for money?"

As soon as Yi Ci finished speaking, Qiu Liang was stunned. He slapped his forehead with his palm and yelled incredulously, "Why do you have this problem? That's for sure. I think your calligraphy and paintings are better than those so-called" Everyone in the "Holy Hand" must be good, even Wei Yushu, who is so picky, is full of praise when he sees your inscriptions and paintings, and you actually ask this!"

Not only Qiu Liang, but even Luo An took Qiu Liang's words seriously, and nodded while listening.

After Qiu Liang yelled strangely, he laughed again: "So, you agreed to sell calligraphy and paintings to raise money?"

Yi Ci sighed lightly and said, "What can I do?"

Compared with returning to the country, what is the discomfort of selling calligraphy and painting?

Yi Ci did what he said, and immediately shut himself in the room, spread out the painting silk, and prepared to conceive and write.

Painting silk is cloth made of silk, but painting silk is also divided into two types, one is raw silk and the other is cooked silk.

Raw silk is unprocessed silk cloth, soft and smooth, but it is not enough for painting.This is because the density of woven raw silk threads is relatively low, and the gaps between threads are relatively large, so it is easy for ink to penetrate and moisturize, it is not easy to color, and it is impossible to draw fine and dense brushstrokes.

The cooked silk is made by beating the raw silk and then brushing it with alum or rice milk.The cooked silk thread processed in this way is fine, smooth, flexible, smooth and has a certain thickness. It is especially suitable for fine hooking and fine dyeing, so it has become the main painting material nowadays.

The same cooked silk, fine and uniform is the top grade.Among them, the top grade is colored silk edge, which is woven with red and green silk thread as a mark; the second is red edge silk, and the lower grade is white edge silk.

Yici's paintings are made of the top grade colored silk edge.I saw two thin red and green silk threads on the very edge of the smooth silk cloth.After the painting is framed, the thread will be hidden in the frame and will not affect the picture.Yi Ci picked up the pen and stared at the canvas, the tip of the pen fell down, but stopped an inch away from the silk cloth.

Yi Ci was upset, and when it came time to paint, he had no clue what to paint.Is it painting ancient sages, or ghosts, gods and Buddhas?Or is it famous mountains and rivers, wind and rain valleys?Or flowers, birds, fish and insects?

Yi Ci paced around the room thinking, but he had no clue at all.He put away his pen, ink and painting silk, and decided to take a walk in the courtyard, thinking about what to paint for the first painting he was about to sell.

He pushed open the door and found that Qiu Liang was sitting on the edge of the stone table in the small courtyard outside the door with his chin propped up. Seeing him coming out, his eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "The painting is finished? Show me quickly! You What did you draw? I remember seeing you draw a picture of a crane before, and the crane was so lifelike that it looked like a real one, so I couldn't even speak."

There was a gloomy look between Yi Ci's brows, and when he heard Qiu Liang's words, he wanted to take back the steps he had taken.The already depressed mood became even more depressed, Yi Ci frowned and sighed: "I haven't painted yet, I have no thoughts, so I'm exhausted..."

At this moment, Lan Shi came from the side of the porch and called Yi Ci: "My lord, it's time for dinner."

Yi Ci frowned even more upon hearing this.

Yi Ci didn't speak, and Qiu Liang yelled strangely: "Dinner? Is the clear water cabbage for people to eat? It doesn't have any meaty taste. This is what the dignified princess eats?"

Lan's face turned pale when he heard this, and immediately looked around, seeing no one around, he stopped and said: "How can you yell like this in front of adults, you must never say these words again!"

Qiu Liang retorted: "Isn't this the truth? How can there be any reason for the princess to eat this? And you palace guards, who watched the lord suffer, didn't know how to secretly catch a chicken to nourish the lord's body. So skinny, the wind can blow adults into the sky!"

Easy word: "..."

He took a step back into the room calmly, you guys are arguing, why did you bring him.

Lan couldn't help but said: "Then there must be chickens!"

She is not a palace servant of the dining room, and she can't even enter the dining room, so how can she catch chickens for adults to eat?

As soon as Lan's words fell, several loud and frightened bird cries sounded. The three of them turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and saw three colorful golden pheasants descending from the sky, their throats screaming loudly. , thumping and falling to the ground.

Qiu Liang gasped in shock, pointed at the three chickens and said, "Isn't there a chicken?"

Lan was stunned, and stammered: "It's, it's really a chicken."

Yi Ci opened his eyes a little bit: "..." How could there be chickens here! ?

Qiu Liang came to his senses at the first moment, and rushed towards the three pheasants with glowing green eyes: "Chicken, hurry up and catch them!"

Lan Shi immediately came to his senses, and ran to another direction to surround the three pheasants together with Qiu Liang.

The three pheasants fell from the sky, still in shock, when they saw two humans with eyes hungrier than wolves rushing towards them, they immediately screamed hoarsely.A pheasant with slender tail feathers and bright colors fluttered its wings and landed on a jagged rock half a person's height in the courtyard.

Yi Ci was jolted by the sound, as if a bolt of lightning had passed through his head, and his thoughts suddenly opened up, as if seeing the sun through the clouds.

This colorful golden pheasant, this abrupt strange rock!

In Yi Ci's mind, he immediately imagined a leisurely pheasant standing on a towering rock in the cold and dense forest with dew, crowing against the newly clear sky.Behind the colorful golden pheasants are mountains, carved stone walls, and green pines and cypresses rooted in the crevices of the stones. The whole picture is full of vitality and wildness, and has a sense of seclusion.

Yi Ci stared at the pheasant on the stone without blinking, wishing to firmly engrave the pheasant's demeanor and feathers in his heart.

Qiu Liang and Lan Shi were still scrambling to catch the chicken. When they tiptoed towards the pheasant on the stone, trying to catch the chicken by surprise, Yi Ci shouted: "Stop!"

Qiu Liang and Lan Shi turned their heads to look at Yi Ci at the same time, and they saw Yi Ci's unprecedented concentration, and those eyes like black jade were shining with astonishing brilliance at this moment.

The author has something to say: Yi Ci: Don't stop me, I want to draw this chicken!