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【321 chapters】

A drunken worm, a master of pens, Fu Yunshu is worthy of his reputation as a master of painting, he splashes ink and flies like a dragon and a phoenix.

Not long after, a young emperor appeared on the paper.

Not the one with a neat attire and a straight face, but an emperor who is resting on a reclining couch and is half lazy and half joking, with sharp eyes that are especially vivid.With a few simple strokes, the expressions and movements are vivid.Chi Heng was very happy to see it, and let the guards circulate it, all of them were full of praise.

When Chi Heng offered good wine, Fu Yunshu drank it down without hesitation.

"Fu Yunshu, there were emperors in ancient times. When they were old, they engraved the portraits of the founding heroes on the attic to commemorate them. I don't want to wait until I get old. Wouldn't it be better to draw the most comfortable side while I was in full bloom?"

"I wonder how many people His Majesty wants to draw?"

"18 people."

Chi Heng talked about the seventeen generals and heroes who followed him one by one, and finally said lightly: "There is another person who died early, I wonder if you have any way to draw it?"

"Does he have father and brother? Does he have any heirs? Foreign relatives are also fine! The worst thing is, you can pick someone who looks like him and you can describe it." Fu Yunshu paused, "If the person His Majesty is talking about is Lang Jiang Yan Luan , Cao Min has seen it."

Both the Fu family and the Yan family were important ministers in the former dynasty, and they had many contacts with each other.

"In the past, General Lang and Prime Minister Ji often came to Fu's house to look for my brother, and the ninth son of Yan's family looked like him, so we could draw them for comparison. However, when the 18 people are all painted, I don't know what rewards His Majesty will have. No?" Fu Yunshu was very confident.

Chi Heng smiled: "What do you want?"

Before Fu Yunshu's alcohol dissipated, he raised his eyebrows and blurted out: "My brother has been praising you since he saw you, saying that you have the bearing of a king, and you are especially domineering when you are domineering, but you are very gentle when you treat your lover. .I don't want gold, silver, or rewards. I just want an old pajamas from you, how about it?"

Fu Wenxing suddenly changed color.

Chi Heng was taken aback, and laughed loudly: "Pajamas? What can that do?"

"Since my brother fell in love with His Majesty so much at first sight and lost his soul at the same time, he must not be able to accompany him enough during the day. I need a pajamas so that he can accompany him at night. It is a kindness for my brother!" Fu Yunshu provocatively Glancing at his brother, his squinting eyes were full of alcohol, and Fu Wenxing clenched his fists, his face turned pale and red.

Chi Heng looked at Fu Wenxing with a smile: "Fu Shilang, my younger brother is drunk. If he wakes up, he will change into a shabby clothes after knowing eighteen paintings, and he will vomit blood."

Fu Wenxing clasped his hands and said: "My brother is incapable of teaching, which made His Majesty laugh at me. I will send him back immediately."

In Fu Yunshu's extreme dissatisfaction, Fu Wenxing dragged him back home.

Although he was very uninhibited when he was half-drunk, Fu Yunshu, who was escorted by Fu Wenxing to see him after he sobered up, looked much more disciplined, with a wild smile at the corner of his mouth, but he stopped talking nonsense. .

Except for Cen Rong, eight people are in Beijing, and six people are attacking the city.

More than 20 days had passed by the time Fu Yunshu drew the eight figures in Beijing, and Chi Heng was very satisfied.In the painting, Ji Ce is holding a scroll in his hand, with a leisurely smile on his lips; Shi Wei is riding on a tall horse, with a handsome demeanor; Luo Jinghan is walking among the flowers, with a pair of apricot eyes that are emotional... There are so many others. Features, very expressive.

At that time, in mid-December, the important generals who opened up the territory were recalled to the capital one after another, and the task of attacking and stationing important places was handed over to the deputy general and the commander.Fu Yunshu has been busy for a while, the generals have their own charms, especially Huo Chi, as soon as the painting came out, Chi Heng was very pleasantly surprised: "It really looks like Brother Huo!" Fu Yunshu was very proud of being praised.

At this moment, Chi Heng finally waited for a letter from Cen Pojing, which said that there was only one wife left, and he would leave for Beijing soon; Rong Yue's letter disappeared like a stone cow in mud.

Fu Yunshu had met Rong Yue and Cen Pojing before, and he drew them from memory, and they were very vivid.

Chi Heng deliberately hung Rong Yue's painting in the imperial study.

Only the last Yan Luan remained.

Knowing that this picture of Yan Luan was unusual, Fu Yunshu went to visit Yan's house early.Yan Luan's ninth younger brother, Yan Yi, was very similar to Yan Luan, but he was generous. He followed Fu Yunshu's actions and made various poses tirelessly, especially an archery pose that lasted for several days, which was more tiring than fighting a battle.Of course, Yan Yi was not at a loss, and blackmailed several pictures of ladies for his sisters.

This picture of riding and shooting Yunping depicts Yan Luan's appearance so vividly that Yan Yi is tongue-tied, and his brother Yan Wang is also full of admiration.

Fu Yunshu was very satisfied.

In the imperial study room, Chi Heng stroked the drawing paper with his chin, and said in silence for a while: "It doesn't seem like it."

Fu Yunshu was taken aback for a moment, and thought that he was so hardworking that even Yan's family praised him very much, so Yan Yi was just saying it politely.But Chi Heng fell into deep thought, and Fu Yunshu couldn't ask further questions.After returning home, he asked Yan Yi what he didn't look like. Yan Yi scratched his head and said, "It's very similar. If I have to say something wrong, the corners of Brother Six's eyes are a bit picky, and you drew a little more docilely."

Fu Yunshu tore up the painting without saying a word.

Yan Yi couldn't save him, so he stumbled: "What are you tearing it up for? It's a pity, you can keep it for me, tsk tsk, it's rare that you are so serious!"

"How can I not be serious? My brother whispers in my ear every day, almost talking about the matter between the emperor and the sixth brother. Really, the emperor is not in a hurry with the eunuch." Fu Yunshu spread the paper, "Yan Yi, you What is the sixth brother who impressed you the most?"

Yan Yi smiled: "When I was young, my eldest brother brought a bottle, and a drop of water dripped from the mouth of the bottle, and the sixth brother shot across it without any difference—that's amazing."

It took Fu Yunshu three or four days to finish the painting and submit it.

This time, it was even more lifelike than last time, especially the eyes were extremely vivid.

Unexpectedly, Chi Heng furrowed his eyebrows, and pondered for a while: "I don't think it's very similar, Yun Shu, you've seen General Lang before, haven't you?"

Not only has he seen it, but he has seen it many times. The memory of that red dress is still fresh. Fu Yunshu just didn't expect to remember it again and again today, and the more he wanted to remember it, the more blurred it became.

When he got home this time, he folded his hands depressedly, and said to Fu Wenxing angrily: "Brother, what do you think is not like it? Even Prime Minister Ji said that it looks alike. Look at the eyebrows, the clothes, what's the difference with the real thing? I Say, the emperor doesn’t want me to give him a living person, does he?”

Fu Wenxing reassured: "The emperor is not an unreasonable person, think about it again, I will grind ink for you."

Fu Yunshu was completely obsessed with it. He painted seven paintings in succession. He hadn't been to Ontario for years, but it was still useless.Different from those previous highly praised paintings, Chi Heng always says they are not like them, but he can't tell what they are not like.In the end, Fu Yunshu even found King Yan's nephew, saying that the nephew looks like an uncle. This nephew is only 19 years old, wearing a red dress, and his eyes are swaying. However, the 19-year-old Yan Luan did not show arrogance either, and Yan Luan in his prime is also very good!

Fu Yunshu went up with the momentum of breaking the boat.

This time, Chi Heng subconsciously stared at the face of the person in the painting, and murmured: "I can't tell what's wrong."

Fu Yunshu almost yelled, but Fu Wenxing tightly covered his mouth. The two twisted into a ball, and Fu Wenxing hugged his younger brother's whole body.And Chi Heng at the side didn't notice it at all, just stared at the painting blankly, as if looking for something wrong.

Go back to Fu Mansion.

Fu Yunshu was completely depressed, and yelled at his elder brother: "It's a good thing that you can bear such a difficult person, you're so picky! Who in the whole capital can draw better than me!"

In the past, Fu Wenxing persuaded that it was really not very similar, but this time, it is indeed very similar.

So he didn't know why Chi Heng was so picky. A painting is a painting, and it's not easy to make eyebrows expressively. It's always impossible to look like you can walk off the painting.

In front of others, he still looks good, but in front of Fu Wenxing, Fu Yunshu looks like he hasn't grown up. He took the opportunity to complain and make troubles, which made Fu Wenxing tangled up.

At this moment, Ji Ce came to the door.

Ji Ce and Fu Wenxing are old acquaintances, and the two have been in contact for a long time. Fu Wenxing's ability to become a servant was strongly recommended by Ji Ce, and the two are still referred to as friends.Fu Wenxing brewed a pot of tea and exchanged a few words with Ji Ce, but they hadn't waited to taste it.

Fu Yunshu strode over, slapped the drawing paper on the table, and said angrily: "Brother, tell him tomorrow that I will stop painting! I will not serve you anymore! Until now, whoever wants to paint should paint, Anyway, I didn’t eat or take other people’s food! Hmph!”

Fu Wenxing was stunned by the roar.

Ji Ce laughed: "What's the matter? When I was a child, heck, I couldn't shake my tail after following your brother. Now I dare to yell at my brother. I'm promising!"

Fu Yunshu snorted: "It's not yours..."

Fu Wenxing gave him a hard look.

Only then did Fu Yunshu change his words depressingly: "It's not that the emperor kept improving, I tore up nine paintings, and he still said they didn't look like them, and he couldn't tell why they didn't look like them. Hmph, he deliberately made things difficult for me, right?"

As soon as he stirred it, the tea was undrinkable. Fu Wenxing frowned and said, "Ace, even the Yan family said it was pretty good. You have seen those paintings before. In all fairness, do you think they look like them? We all I grew up with A Luan, so I don't think I can be picky anymore."

Ji Ce nodded: "There is nothing more similar in the world, especially the one holding the bow and smiling. I suspect that he is going to walk out of the painting."

Fu Wenxing was distressed: "What else is he dissatisfied with?"

Ji Ce just smiled and said nothing.

Fu Wenxing looked at his younger brother who was sitting on the side, his legs were spread out on the stool in front of him, his hair was disheveled, his face was unkempt, and he looked so decadent that it was hard to see. Fu Wenxing looked at Ji Ce Said: "Yun Shu really took a lot of trouble. If the emperor doesn't speak, he can only go to the dark. Ah Ce, you know the emperor, what is he thinking?"

Ji Ce laughed for a long time before finally saying: "Now it's real enough, there's no need to be more real, it's enough for a paintbrush to draw the surface to this point, he can't tell what's different, he doesn't He knows what the painting should look like. Yunshu, tell me, he doesn’t even know it himself, so how could you know it?”

Fu Yunshu patted his thigh: "That's right, what exactly does he want? Looks like it? It's very vivid now! Even King Yan said he would frame it, what exactly does he want!"

"So it's not true, but it's not drawn into his heart."

"...I'm just a painter."

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