Chapter 298 Magical paintings [Please subscribe]

Author: Wang Shushu

Chapter 298 Magical paintings [Please subscribe]

The night was dark, and the warm breeze was filled with the fragrance of soil emitted by the spring breeze. Ying Zheng, with Li Si, Meng Yi and Ying Teng, walked between the palaces of the old city, was very happy.

This is Ying Zheng's second time to come to Yongcheng.

The last time I came to Yongcheng, he learned that Lao Ai and Zhao Ji gave birth to two younger brothers for him here.

He had a big fight with Zhao Ji in anger and finally left in anger.

But this time it was different, and he looked very good.

I saw Ying Zheng looking up at the sky and smiling, sighing: "God is still punctual, Grain Rain is coming!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunder sounded in the sky, and the drizzle fell, causing the blue bricks and black tiles to tick.

Li Si, Meng Yi and Ying Teng clapped their hands and laughed together; "What a rain knows the season! What a beautiful time!"

"Hahaha!"

Ying Zheng laughed heartily: "I hope the Qin Dynasty will be like this every year and will be in good weather!"

"His Majesty!"

At this moment, Meng Yiyao pointed to one side and shouted: "Young Master Hao seems to be not asleep yet!"

"oh?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and looked in Meng Yi's finger direction. He saw that in the dark night ahead, the lights of the strange courtyard flashed, and he said with a funny look: "That kid likes to mess around, go and take a look!

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The courtyard of the Palace Palace was covered with rain and fog, so we could not see the whole picture at once. The rain slowly slid down from the drainage tank in the middle of the tiles, making a rustling sound.

Meng Yi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Mond's voice came from the courtyard: "Who?"

Meng Yi whispered: "I, Meng Yi."

"Uncle II? Why are you here?"

While opening the wooden door, Mond asked Meng Yi, but saw Ying Zheng behind him, and was so panicked that he gave a tribute.

Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hand: "I'm free, I'm fine, how busy that kid is?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, come back from the old city wall. The young master has been in the study and has not eaten dinner. I don't know what he is busy with."

Mond bowed and answered truthfully.

Meng Yi's face darkened when he heard this, and he immediately rebuked: "Brother asked you to study with the young master, so you can take care of him by the way. Why are you so ignorant, young master?"

"Okay, Meng Yi, it's nothing to do with Mond!"

Before Meng Yi scolded Mond, Ying Zheng interrupted him with a smile and praised Mond, saying, "Xiao De has performed very well recently. I heard that you are very interested in the 'art of punishment'. Do you want to

Go to Tingwei Mansion to serve?"

"Ah? This"

Mond was a little surprised and subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Yi.

Now that Meng Tian is not here, he can only ask the uncle for advice.

But when Meng Yi frowned slightly, he immediately bowed to Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty loves his nephew Mengd, which is his blessing, but the Tingwei Mansion has great relations. He is still young and may not be competent."

"hehe."

Ying Zheng smiled unanimously and quipped;

"Meng Yi, I remember that when you first entered the official career, you were just as old as Mengd? Why, are you still afraid that you will be better than you?"

"Your Majesty, Old Minister"

Meng Yi opened his mouth and was about to defend himself, but he saw Ying Zheng raise his hand to signal to him:

"If you want to say who is qualified to decide whether Mond should go to Tingwei's Mansion, it must be Li Tingwei."

"Your Majesty is joking, the old minister is frightened"

Li Si heard Ying Zheng's teasing and hurriedly bowed and looked up at Mond and said, "Mund performed well in the Kong Feng case, especially in prison information, and is very talented. If he comes to the Tingwei Mansion to serve

, it's not impossible."

"Li Tingwei, this"

"Doctor, please don't be anxious, let me finish my words."

Li Si smiled and stopped Meng Yi who was about to speak, stroked his beard and said, "However, the assessment of the Tingwei Mansion is very strict. Not only should you be familiar with the criminal laws of the Qin Dynasty, but you should also know how to investigate every case again, so that there are no unjust cases, law

Unkind!"

As he said, his face turned straight and said solemnly: "If you do anything to act favoritism and abuse the law when handling a case, you will definitely be severely punished!"

"this"

When Mond heard this, hesitated.

Ying Zheng looked at him with great interest and raised his eyebrows, "What? Are you afraid of you?"

"No, no"

"I still said no, I stuttered when I see you talking!"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone smiled.

Mond scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said:

"Your Majesty, don't blame Mond for not being able to speak. This is the first time that Mond has taken charge of his own business. He is a little nervous, but Mond is not afraid. He can share His Majesty's worries and the Qin Dynasty. Mond is happy, and I believe that my father is also

Will be happy for Mond!"

"Good statement!"

Ying Zheng smiled with relief, reached out and patted Mond's shoulder, then turned his head to look at Li Si: "Li Tingwei, let this kid go to Tingwei's Mansion to be a reporter Cao, learn and study, how about it?"

"Can!"

Li Si said one word concisely.

Mond hurriedly saluted Ying Zheng and saluted Li Si; "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you Li Tingwei!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, what do you think? Speaking of which, you are also our nephews. If you can have a future, we are not happy. My talent in Daqin is flourishing!"

"Your Majesty is wise, God blesses the Qin Dynasty!"

Everyone agreed and smiled.

Mond hurriedly bowed, "Your Majesty, I'll inform the young master!"

"No, you go and prepare some food, I'll go and see that kid!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop Mond and strode straight towards the study where the lights were still on.

He gently pushed open the wooden door of the study, and Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment.

In the huge study, there were painting papers scattered all over the desk, and there was no place to look around the desk.

Zhao Hao was holding a willow carbon pen and writing and painting on the desk, without realizing the knock on the door.

Ying Zheng looked at him silently for a while and chuckled:

"I heard that immortals don't eat for months or even years. Do you also want to cultivate immortals?"

"ha?"

Zhao Hao suddenly turned around and saw Ying Zheng standing at the door. He quickly got up from the desk and saluted him and said, "My son has seen his father!"

"Forgive!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand, stared at the drawing paper on the ground, and smiled and said, "I'm so late, what are you busy with?"

"It's nothing, I'm just having nothing to do, draw something!"

"What? Can I see it?"

"Yes! Father, wait!"

Zhao Hao responded with a smile, ran to the table, took out a piece of paper that he was satisfied with, and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng opened the drawing paper and looked at it, and was immediately attracted by the picture on it.

Unlike traditional ink paintings, this is a three-dimensional figure sketch with very delicate lines, giving people a very real feeling.

Ying Zheng recognized it at a glance. This was a portrait of a military officer. His face was extremely realistic, just like a real person.

With an incredible expression, Ying Zheng looked up at Zhao Hao and hesitated: "Is this really what you drew?"
To be continued...