The impeachment of Han Yi not only did not affect the exhibition at all, but instead became more and more intense. Now, watching exhibitions seems to have become a trend and are gradually loved by literati.

Of course, the ministers who impeached Han Yi had a clearer heart than anyone else about what was going on, because they knew that Li Zhi summoned Han Yi. Although Li Zhi did not make a clear statement, they also knew what the result was, so they began to feel a little scared when they saw this sign. However, Li Zhi seemed to be concerned about this, so he let Zhang Desheng breathe out the air to these people and tell them that this was just a misunderstanding. Han Yi was not targeting anything or someone, but it was purely because of art. There were only a few paintings about that crisis, so that they would not make a big deal.

This made them feel at ease, at least Li Zhi didn't blame them.

In fact, Li Zhi didn't want to blame them, because Li Zhi hoped that there were always people in the court who opposed Han Yi, so that he could maintain balance. If he had to stand aside with Han Yi, he would not be able to sleep well.

But there is also a person involved, this person is Wu Meiniang. You should know that she is the initiator of the crisis. Will this have an impact on her? But she has been silent about this matter as if it has nothing to do with herself.

Mrs. Rongguo’s Mansion.

"Daughter! What's going on? Didn't you say you and Han Yi have made up? Why is he..."

Yang wanted to speak but stopped, looking at Wu Meiniang with a worried look on her face.

Wu Meiniang smiled and said, "My daughter knew that she would be worried about it. If she didn't do it, she would have to go to the palace to ask her daughter clearly, so she came here today. Don't worry, Han Yi would not do anything to sorry for her daughter."

"This is indefinite."

Yang shook his head and said, "This court is just a dragon's and tiger's den. If you are not careful, you can fall into that place that will never be restored. No one can trust you. Besides, the other party is still Han Yi, how can you rest assured?"

Wu Meiniang said, "Mom, think about it, if Han Yi really wants to harm her daughter, she would not have helped her daughter think of any Taiyuan plan. If she could not control the locust plague at that time, then her daughter would have fallen into the irretrievable place, not possible. Your Majesty would not blame Han Yi for it. At that time, he didn't take action, but instead helped her daughter. Now that he took action, it would not cause any harm to her daughter. His move was definitely not for her."

Yang nodded and said, "What you said makes sense." At this point, she sighed and said, "Daughter, you still have to find a way to promote some of your own people. You are alone and there are no people who are completely trustworthy around you, but it is very dangerous!"

Wu Meiniang smiled and said, "My daughter will think about it seriously."

......

Wang Family.

"This...how is this possible? Not saying..."

Wang Xiansu's eyes were dull and he murmured to himself.

The housekeeper in front of him said, "It's true. Now there are more than a thousand people going to the amusement park to watch art exhibitions every day. It is said that even His Majesty borrows paintings from the amusement park to watch."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?"

Wang Xiansu looked at the butler in shock.

The butler nodded straight and said, "Almost everyone praises the paintings of the eldest son. If the master doesn't believe it, he can go outside. Now the streets and alleys of Chang'an are talking about the paintings of the young master."

"But Brother Li and the others said... say..."

Wang Xiansu looked confused. He received rumors before that many ministers were about to impeach Han Yi, so he had been living like a year in the past two days. He even wanted to tear up the contract with Han Yi and take back all the paintings. But if they were taken back, it would be a guilty person. He was very conflicted and didn't know what to do.

But unexpectedly, just two days later, the exhibition has become increasingly intense, attracting countless literati to watch. As for the court, it seemed as if the stones were sinking to the sea, and there was no news at all, which made him a little confused.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard the butler say, "Grand Prince."

Wang Xiansu looked up and saw Wang Xiansu standing in front of the door, looking very haggard. At this moment, Wang Xiansu's eyes turned red and his heart was filled with guilt for his son. He scolded Wang Yuntu so hard in the past two days, and even let him kneel in front of the ancestor's spiritual throne for a whole day.

......

The layout of Xiao’s mansion tonight is different from before. In the past, Han Yi sat on one side with a beautiful wife and the other two sitting opposite each other, but tonight Han Yi sat on one side, while Xiao Wuyi, Yuan Mudan and Yang Feixue sat on the other side. However, according to Han Yi’s personality, he would definitely change all this.

“It’s getting hotter and hotter.”

Han Yi took out a stack of tickets from his arms and slapped them.

Xiao Wuyi's eyes lit up and she subconsciously said, "Are you all monthly tickets?"

Han Yi nodded and said, "Of course, I have never seen those ordinary tickets. All the ones I have handed over are monthly tickets."

"What a big man, he still plays this trick." Yuan Mudan pursed her lips and said angrily.

Han Yi said proudly: "You care about me, I'm happy."

"But I'm not happy." Xiao Wuyi slapped the table and pointed at Han Yi and said, "Do you give it or not?"

Han Yi snorted: "So what if I don't give it to you?"

"Rob."

Sister Wuyi is simple and clear.

"Wow...you are the Prime Minister's wife!"

"I'm just that kind of personality. Do you give it to me?"

"It's really boring." Han Yi said depressedly: "At least you have some beauty tricks or beautiful tricks. Let's be more civilized, don't rely on force as soon as you come up. This is so barbaric, it will be a disgrace to your identity."

Yuan Mudan said: "But this is the most effective way for you."

Han Yi said in surprise: "Mudan, why have you become like Wuyi? Haven't you always opposed her behavior the most?"

"Because of you."

"Well.....!"

Han Yi made a haha, stood up, and said, "Aren't it just a few monthly tickets for the art exhibition? I really can't be so serious."

While speaking, he forced himself to sit between Xiao Wuyi and Yuan Mudan, handed them a stack of tickets, then hugged them left and right, and said with a smile: "There are 180 pieces in total, which should be enough for you to share."

Xiao Wuyi snatched it with one hand and said, "This is almost the same." Then he happily divided the tickets for more than 100 art exhibitions with Yuan Mudan and the others.

There is no way. The art exhibition is so popular now. Ordinary tickets have to go to buy tickets every day. It’s too troublesome and too expensive. You must know that the Yang family, Yuan family, and Xiao family are all big families, and there are definitely many people who want to see them. The one who holds the art exhibition is their son-in-law. If you don’t get some monthly tickets, how can you be worthy of your married daughter?

Han Yi sat among the three beautiful wives, touching them from east to west, and was extremely happy. In terms of family, he was a very easy person to satisfy. With a smile from his beautiful wives, he could be very happy.

Xiao Wuyi suddenly said again: "Husband, you can't favor one or the other, we women..."

Han Yi was just having fun and said generously: "Isn't it just a woman's special show? There is no problem. The wife will do as many games as she wants."

Xiao Wuyi smiled happily and rubbed Han Yi's arms slightly, which made Han Yi feel so wonderful. He thought to himself that he would have to make something more exciting next time, and he might be able to sleep with him, haha!

Yuan Mudan saw it and couldn't help but smile and shake her head.

......

Wang Xiansu, who had been suffering at home for many days, finally mustered up the courage to walk out of the house and come to the amusement park.

You should know that from beginning to end, the Wang family and his son never showed up, so when Wang Xiansu got off the carriage in front of the amusement park, many people immediately surrounded him.

"Congratulations, congratulations, Brother Xian is so envious of such a good-looking man."

"Brother Xian, this is too unfair. The calligraphy saint was originally from your Wang family in Langya. Now it seems that another painting saint is going to be born. This is really unfair."

"Where, where, this dog can't bear it!"

"By the way, Brother Wang, why haven't you seen you these days?"

"Well...."

"Brother Wang, I know there were a lot of rumors a few days ago, but Yuntu is your son. Don't you believe your son?"

Wang Xiansu was mixed with all kinds of feelings and asked with confusion, "Is the dog's painting really that good?"

"Do you see how much money you spend to see your son's paintings? Isn't that enough to tell everything?"

"The words of Shangshu Yan are true. Linglang's paintings can be said to have created a new genre. At first glance, I really can't see anything, but the more I look at them, the more fascinating it, even the expression of an inconspicuous character in the painting is very attractive. Otherwise, I wouldn't have arrived so early today. I'll tell you, after I saw them yesterday, I still couldn't sleep, so I just waited for dawn."

The people around him also nodded and praised Wang Yuntu's paintings.

Although Wang Xiansu was relieved, he was still in a state of confusion. He couldn't figure out why it turned out like this. Did he really not understand painting?

When he came to the exhibition, he saw so many people standing in front of the paintings and talking quietly. Many of them were older than him. He knew that these people were all arrogant and unlikely to spend money to see a junior exhibition. This was definitely not invited by Han Yi, which made him even more confused.

And as soon as he arrived, many people came up to congratulate him and asked him why Wang Yuntu had not come. Now those who have watched the art exhibition are eager to meet Wang Yuntu. They have too many questions to ask Wang Yuntu.

Wang Xian's heart was almost broken. He had scolded Wang Yuntu so much that he had no energy. He usually didn't come out of the door and humiliated people, but he still didn't quite understand why everyone was so fascinated by Wang Yuntu's paintings. He had seen some of them.

But it didn't take long before he understood and felt very regretful. One of the main reasons why he never believed Wang Yuntu was that he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart. In his opinion, Wang Yuntu was still so young and had no outstanding works before. He could draw anything and held an art exhibition directly. He could not agree with it. If he looked at it with this mentality, how could he see anything?

Wang Yuntu’s paintings record history. They must be viewed in combination with time, place and characters. They must be carefully looked at, so that the more you look, the more you feel, the more you look.

"Shangshu Ling."

"Brother Han."

Suddenly, a commotion sound was heard.

Wang Xiansu turned his head and saw Han Yi coming over, and his face turned red.

While bowing to the people around, Han Yi walked to Wang Xiansu and smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Wang is here, so I came here to take a look."

Wang Xiansu was embarrassed and speechless.

"It seems that Mr. Wang is still blaming me." Han Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I used a provocation method because Mr. Wang refused to take out Yuntu's paintings to exhibit. I also asked Mr. Wang to forgive me and not to have a common experience with me."

Wang Xiansu hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Shangshu Ling, don't say that. I am stubborn. I blamed Shangshu Ling and Yuntu for mistakes. Alas... I am really a father in vain!"

Han Yi smiled and said, "No, no, Mr. Wang is also trying to protect Yuntu, I can understand this."

Wang Xiansu asked, "I have always had a question, I want to ask Shangshu Ling."

Han Yi said: "Mr. Wang wants to ask, why did I value Yuntu's paintings so much? I would not hesitate to hold an art exhibition for him?"

Wang Xiansu nodded.

People around him all looked at Han Yi with curiosity because this really requires a lot of courage!

Han Yi smiled and said, "Because it's pure."

"purely?"

Wang Xiansu looked at Han Yi with confusion.

Han Yi nodded and said, "If Wang Yuntu was for fame and fortune, there would never be this wonderful art exhibition, because he would only go out for one year, not ten years at most. After suffering so many difficulties and hardships, he can continue to persevere without hesitation. It can be seen that he really loves painting, which is not something that everyone can do. It is precisely because of his fanaticism about painting and his very pure purpose that has created these wonderful paintings.

This is why I held this art exhibition in the amusement park, because the amusement park has the most innocent dreams of children, and Wang Yuntu has been working hard for his innocent dream for the past ten years. When art becomes pure, its value will become endless. Just like the great saints of the pre-Qin era, their dreams were very pure at that time, and they all hoped that the world would become better. On the contrary, some people, who specialize in fame and fortune, would write something and draw something, would not succeed. It is impossible for not pure art to be appreciated by everyone, because they do these things in a targeted manner and can only be appreciated by a small number of people. Of course, this is just some of my personal opinions, so don't laugh at me."

"No, no, Shangshu Ling is right. After hearing what Shangshu Ling said, I feel deeply ashamed." An old man dressed in a simple and white-bearded manner couldn't help but say.

Wang Xiansu was even more crying. As a literati, he felt very failed. As a father, he also felt very failed. He bowed to Han Yi in convincingly: "I lost!"
Chapter completed!