Shen Gong Ji

Due to limited time, I used a one-time flat painting method for this painting, and this painting method should be more acceptable to the ancients.According to records, the Dahuang God is white-clothed, white-haired, and blue-eyed, similar to Guanyin... That's how I drew the people in the painting.

The theme of the painting is taken from the "Bible" of their believers in the Great Wilderness Sect - the Great Wilderness Classic, which tells the story about the creation of the first emperor Fuxi by the Great Wilderness God.It is said that Fuxi is a great beauty who shakes the world and weeps ghosts and gods. I can't imagine how beautiful she is, so I just drew him as a child.

In the painting, the man in white clothes and white hair is standing with his back to the picture, but his head is turned sideways, revealing a beautiful profile.The hair like ice silk fluttered slightly in the morning light.He looked at the child in red on his back with a smile. The child was sleeping soundly on his back, holding his shoulders with his small hands, and his shoulder-length black hair was braided A small braid.Surrounded by the plains with light colors, there is a layer of quiet dark blue at dawn, only a few stars left in the sky reflect the fireflies that are about to go out on the ground.

Since Dahuangshen is the creator of Fuxi, he should be like his father, right?I still remember my dad carrying me home from the amusement park when I was a child, and I put that feeling into the painting.

Guan Shangyi stared blankly at my painting for a long time, and said for a while, "I've never seen such a painting... Is this... the Great Wild God and the Fuxi Emperor?"

I said, "Yes."

"How did you draw this person so realistically? It's almost impossible to see that you can draw it..." He moved closer to study my strokes carefully, and then moved away, eyes full of surprise, "I can't find the line , It’s all painted with color.” After speaking, he seemed to want to reach out and touch it, but I stopped him.

"Egg whites are still wet, so it's best not to touch them," I said.

He looked at me apologetically, then returned his gaze to the painting.

"I've never seen someone draw the Great Rage God like this. It's like...alive." He hesitated for a while, as if trying to find a suitable adjective, and finally came up with the description "alive".

This is undoubtedly a very high affirmation for me, although this affirmation is mostly due to the novelty of new things...

I was very beautiful in my heart, and I was a little nervous, "This painting is for your son, can you do business?"

Unexpectedly, Guan Shangyi's expression was still a bit dignified, he sighed lightly, "It is reasonable to say that there should be no problem, but this is not my painting, I don't know if it will cause any trouble."

yeah?If he doesn't have Mr. Hui's backing, what else is he afraid of?

Not long after breakfast came, I devoured a few pieces of dim sum and drank a big bowl of bird's nest porridge.This is indeed the food given to such a favored concubine as Guan Meiren, and it is even more delicious than what I usually eat.

Hey... You have to work hard to earn status for delicious food...

Just after breakfast, people sent by Hong Zhuo came to get the painting.I have covered the painting with a cloth and let them carry it away carefully.

This painting is placed with your son, the little emperor will definitely see it, right?If he can feel the novelty, he will definitely ask your son who painted it, and then he will think of me.

I hope this method will work... Even if he doesn't notice, at least I have won Guan Shangyi's trust.

I went back to my own Cuiwei Courtyard to catch up on my sleep. I fell asleep until the afternoon, and then I was awakened by a palace attendant who came to pass the word.

It was the noble son who passed the oral order, asking me to go to see him.

I hurriedly washed my face, dressed neatly, and hurried out with the palace attendant.Seeing Wen Fengqianyi's somewhat disturbed eyes, I reassured them that nothing would happen.

In fact, I didn't know what to do, I didn't expect that your son would summon me directly.Are you dissatisfied?Still have some questions about painting?Or do you want to probe my bottom?

Although I am only a young talent, I was just brought into the palace by the little emperor anyway. Although I was forgotten, it is still a possible hidden danger for these "predecessors", right?

However, since Young Master Hui and Young Master Hui are secretly fighting each other, and I met Young Master Hui before I met Young Master Hui, I wonder if it will affect Young Master Hui's impression of me in the future?

Worried that there was nothing to gain from these things, the T-junction that I had seen before came to me again.This time the palace attendant led me to the south road.This section of the road is no different from the northbound road, but I found that the guards seem to be stricter, and there are guards not far away, and at the same time, there is a certain smell in the air that makes people more nervous.

This imperial palace faces south, and if you go south, you are going to the center of power.

After listening to the legends about Zihuan Garden for so long, I was finally able to see the world's largest and most beautiful garden with my own eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Not long after walking, a palace gate appeared not far ahead.The tall gate is paved with two layers of glazed tiles, one is golden and the other is emerald green.A dancing phoenix is ​​carved on the door walls on both sides.The phoenix is ​​the most noble totem of the Yan Kingdom, and the eyes of the phoenixes here are actually inlaid with a large piece of sapphire, which means that behind the palace gate is an absolutely noble and sacred place.

He is so rich, Yan Guo, it is unbelievable that he would be beaten to pieces by Qi Guo for a while.

This should not be the main entrance of Zihuan Garden, after all, with my status, I am not qualified to go through the main entrance.Entering the palace gate, there is a turning point inside. The palace wall facing the palace is painted with large blooming peonies and a few colorful butterflies on it.Turning a corner, there is a wavy palace wall covered by green bamboos in front of you. Turning in a gentle arc, you still can't see the appearance of the garden for a while.It wasn't until I turned around the palace wall and climbed up a stone step surrounded by lying bamboos on both sides until I reached the top of the hill that my vision suddenly opened up. Let out an involuntary exclamation.

It is said that Zihuan Garden is like a fairyland, but I still don't take it seriously. Now it seems that if we want to find an appropriate adjective, the only word is fairyland.

Standing on the top of this hill, although there are higher hills in the distance, most of the scenery can already be seen at a glance.This garden can hardly be called a garden, because it is so big that even mountains and rivers can be included in it.The nearby green shade is like a dream, undulating and descending like waves, spreading along the mountain body. Because of the sunset light, there is a layer of golden yellow on the green, which looks like ears of wheat. When you look carefully, it turns out that these are all Maple trees, it is expected that they will be colorful in autumn.There are red walls and blue tiles hidden among the trees, high and low horizontally and vertically, and there are sometimes pavilions, and the copper bells on the corners of the eaves collide with light sounds that seem to be there.

In the distance, about the center of the garden, there is a very vast lake with an irregular shape, but when you look closely, it looks like a phoenix bird soaring.The lake is like a piece of peacock sapphire, shining dazzlingly in the sun. One side seems to be covered by lotus leaves. There are four or five islands in the lake, of different sizes. On the islands are built high and low pavilions and paintings. Surrounded by faint water mist, it is like an illusory Penglai fairyland, and the painted boats slowly drift past, drawing long white lines on the water surface.Weeping willows by the lake are in pieces, floating hazy like smoke.This is probably the Taiye Pond in the center of Zihuan Garden.From this lake, there are many waterways meandering out, the wide ones are like rivers, and the narrow ones are like streams, covering the whole garden like a treasure net.Where the waterways pass is covered with dense forests, rolling mountains, and Fangzhou. Arch bridges and stone bridges of different styles, large and small, span each waterway, connecting winding paths.

In addition, the palaces and pavilions are divided into groups, and there is still order in the scattered spaces. Each has a different orientation, and the cornices are intertwined. There are tens of thousands of buildings, and the corridors in the middle are connected like feathers on the tail of a phoenix.Among them, there are four most conspicuous buildings around Taiye Pond. The tallest palace is four or five storeys high.I guess that is the residence of the four sons, otherwise it would not be so luxuriously built.

At this time, the sun was setting and the clouds were moving, and the purple clouds turned into a few huge beams of light and projected on this precious land, and a faint purple smoke rose up, covering everything with a layer of quiet and mysterious color.Coupled with the silhouettes of several mountains in the distance, which are faintly rendered in ink and wash, everything is more like a dream, making people wonder whether they are dreaming or awake.

Probably seeing my dumbfounded appearance, the palace man who led the way laughed lowly, "Young master, your son is still waiting."

I quickly oh, and followed him down the stone steps.

Seeing it from a distance is different from being in it.Clumps of peonies bloom on both sides of the road, and the pavilions in the maple forest appear and disappear like hermits, and the light spots are scattered on the snow-white stone steps. Even the air seems to exude a lightness different from that outside the garden. fragrance.

Such a great place, no wonder everyone wants to come in...

After going down the mountain, there was a delicate chariot waiting for me, probably because the garden is too big, people who come and go have to take the chariot.Although there are endless beautiful scenery along the way, every step is a new scenery, but because I am a little restless, I can't take care to appreciate it carefully.

Your son's Taiyu Palace is the largest of the four palaces. In the middle is a red pavilion with a five-story eaves roof. A large phoenix mural is outlined with golden lines.The pavilions are connected by corridor bridges in mid-air, covering patches of sycamore trees, and the purple fallen flowers fall on the ground or in the pool water, and flow into the Taiye pool with the slow water flow.

In front of this tall palace, I feel more and more small. When I look up, I feel like a mayfly facing a big tree. I feel more and more uneasy in my heart, and my palms are a little sweaty.

Hope everything goes well...

Follow the palace servants into a two-story palace on the left side of the tallest palace, and go up to the high platform along the white marble steps.A row of tall red lacquer pillars stands majestically, and four palace attendants are guarding the door.

The palace attendant who led the way walked to the door and bowed to report, "Yang Cairen has arrived—" Not long after, the door slowly opened inward.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard a distant sound of the piano, pulsating like water flowing from a cup.

I recalled the etiquette that Uncle Jin taught me, put my hands in my sleeves, walked to the threshold with my head down, paused for a while, then took my right foot and then my left foot, walked five steps forward, stopped, and looked up. one time.In front is a screen embroidered with unicorns, and in front of the screen is a bamboo couch a few centimeters above the ground, on which there are desks and cushions.But now it is empty, and the son seems to be inside.

On the left, behind the curtain of purple gauze, came out a palace attendant, wearing a crimson skirt.The highest-ranking palace attendant wears a straight skirt with a purple skirt, and the second is a purple skirt. It seems that this palace attendant who looks about 40 years old is the personal attendant next to your noble son.

Although the servants of these ranks in this palace are not as high as Yu Shao in name, in fact, the power in their hands can be greater than that of the host and guest.I saluted him.He also returned the courtesy, "Cause Yang please."

I followed him in, and the sound of the piano became clearer.Turning around the screen in the inner hall, one could see a young man about 20 years old sitting on the couch playing the piano behind the drawn purple embroidered gold gauze curtain.

It was a man who looked very elegant and luxurious. This adjective was not only used to describe his clothes, but also his appearance.His eyes are big and bright as stars, and his eyebrows are very dark. Although they are not sword eyebrows, they are not heroic.With a high nose bridge, full lips, and wheat-colored skin, he is handsome and delicate.His head is decorated with gold and silver hair ornaments, and the golden yellow leno shirt with large sleeves is embroidered with colorful peonies. The long and wide hem is stacked around the body, and the whole person seems to be carved out of gold and jade.

As expected of the lord of the harem... I didn't even know that a man could really grow this effect...

"My lord, Yang Cairen has arrived." The palace attendant who led the way replied softly.

As soon as he stopped playing the piano, he raised his head and looked at me.This glance is so bright that it almost makes me dizzy...

I hurriedly knelt down to salute, feeling a little nervous, "Yang...Yang Juntian kowtowed to see the young master."

"Excuse me." With a warm and mellow voice, a voice like red wine, "Show Yang Cairen a seat."

Two palace attendants moved a mahogany armchair and waited for me to sit down.I sat stiffly in the front of the chair, my buttocks and the cushions barely touched the edge.

What the hell is he looking for from me...

"I have already seen Yang Cairen's painting." He said, smiling at me slightly, "It's really a unique painting. I really like it very much. I just want to meet the artist."

I hurriedly stood up and made a bow, "Thank you for the compliment, sir, it's just a small skill, not worth mentioning..."

"Tairen, don't say that. This painting is not only realistic, but also the Great Rage God in the painting is like an ordinary father, which makes people feel warm. You are the first person to draw the Great Rage God like this. He paused, plucked the strings leisurely, and continued, "Yang Cairen is really a bold man."

I got nervous when I heard it.His last sentence has no meaning.

Why do you say that I'm bold... Sure enough, the fact that I helped Guan Meiren provoked him?He must have guessed that I was planning to lean towards Mr. Hui, so he brought me here to threaten me?

As soon as I was nervous, cold sweat began to break out on my forehead.I don't know why I'm so afraid of him. He's always smiling and polite, but I feel ten times more terrifying than Hong Zhuo.

I had no choice but to bow deeply, "Young master is too famous. I came out of the mountains. I don't know the rules, and I don't know how to draw the orthodox statues of the wild gods. I heard that the young master wanted to see some new things. I thought I could please them." I got the young master to like it, so I dared to draw these. If the young master thinks it's inappropriate, I will take it back and redraw it..."

"Yang Cairen, don't be nervous. Didn't my father tell you that I like that painting very much?" He took the tea served by the palace attendant, smelled the tea, and closed his eyes slightly, as if enjoying himself, " Good tea, serve Yang Cairen a cup too."

What he said was so unreasonable that I couldn't figure it out.I'll be where I am and don't know how to react.Not long after, the palace attendant also offered me a teacup, and I took it with both hands, thanking me again and again.At this moment, I don't know what to do except to say thank you.

Sure enough, I'm still too tender, I panicked when someone said a word...

"Guan Meiren is really very lucky to have such a capable helper like you." He said suddenly, "If His Majesty sees this painting, he will also like it."

Is this a test?See if I am ambitious?What kind of medicine can he sell in his gourd...

"Yang Juntian's skills are vulgar, and he dare not tarnish His Majesty's eyes..."

"Hehehe, if you don't dare to tarnish His Majesty's eyes, you dare to tarnish me?"

"I don't dare!" I was nervous, and quickly knelt down again...

Damn...it's not right how to say it...so passive...

"Why are you nervous again? Is this lord so scary?" His voice came with a bit of a smile, and I lost the original beauty in my ears, just like the voice of a devil...

"I……"

At this moment, someone suddenly heard a loud announcement from outside the door, "Servant Yin Gong is here—"

Yin Gongshi... Yin Duanqing?The first servant next to the little emperor?

He's here, could it be that the little emperor just happens to...

Just as he was thinking, a familiar figure had already stepped into the room.Your son immediately got up from the piano couch, walked down a few steps and leaned slightly towards Yin Duanqing, "Uncle Yin."

On the other hand, Yin Duanqing flicked his wide sleeves, knelt down and bowed to the noble young master, "I have seen you, young master."

"Uncle, please get up." Your young master lifted him up with both hands, and asked eagerly, "Uncle came here suddenly, could it be..."

"Your Majesty will be here soon, son, please get ready to meet him."

The little emperor is coming?

My mind was still numb, and I couldn't react for a while.

At this time, Yin Duanqing seemed to notice me standing aside, with surprise in his eyes, "Huh? Yang Cairen, so you are there?"

I hurriedly saluted, "Yang Juntian has met uncle."

Yin Duanqing frowned slightly, and looked at the young master again, but in the end he didn't say anything, and only asked the young master to tidy up his appearance quickly. His Majesty will have dinner at Taiyu Palace tonight.

I saw that your young master's eyes glowed with a completely different brilliance than before. If his eyes before were like two cold stars, now they are a pair of scorching sun.

It was too late to send me away now, so I followed him to the outer hall to meet him.

The vermilion palace gate carved with plum-blossom magpies slowly opened, and the people behind the gate walked in.Wearing a cinnabar red shirt with wide sleeves and pinched waist, black hair like a waterfall, and affectionate eyebrows and eyes, it is the little emperor who has not been seen for several months.With a pair of fox-like eyes bent, he walked in with a smile, like a warm sunset glow, "Aqi, how are you doing?"

He seems to have grown taller?But it still looks the same as when we first met, with a simple smile, but with some faint charms.

Your son hurriedly led all the palace servants to kowtow to see you, and I also kowtowed quickly, "Your Majesty sees you!"

"All of you." The little emperor said as he walked towards the inside, but when he passed by me, his footsteps stopped.

My heart trembled slightly.At that moment, a strong longing suddenly surged in my heart, I wanted to look up at him, meet those affectionate yet ruthless eyes, and ask him if he still remembers me.

Luckily I got it under control...

Ask what to ask... so what if people forget, the little emperor has a lot of things to do every day, and it is not normal to see so many people every day and forget such a mediocre one. He complained: "Your Majesty, do you still remember Yang Juntian by the Daming Lake?"

Then I'll kill myself...

"Yang... Juntian?" His voice was somewhat uncertain, and he looked down at me who hadn't had time to get up yet.