Yan Qing originally thought that even if Lu Bu, for his sake, did not become infuriated on the spot, he would have to quickly destroy this painting, which had greatly discredited his mighty image, with a saucy look on his face.
Unexpectedly, after Lu Bu's face went through several rounds of uncertainty, he finally didn't bother to do that, and actually folded them carefully and put them away in his arms very lovingly.
Yan Qing: "......"
Isn't this the late Eastern Han Dynasty when giving a man a woman's robe could be taken as a serious humiliation.
He simply stepped back, leisurely clasping his arms and casting a scrutinizing look.
Thought that Lu Bu was just holding on to make a full of care look, later will find an insurance place to properly dispose of, however, Lu Bu demeanor as usual to change clothes and wash up, and pleasantly accompanied him to have a meal, and also see the needle holding his hand in the courtyard walk, after a few moments of digestion, will be carrying these paintings to the barracks.
Yan Qing hurriedly pulled him back and helplessly advised, "It is better not to keep this painting, if the onlookers see it, what will happen to the Lord's prestige?"
Lu Bu froze and pulled it out from the goodness of his heart, "Also. Ironically, it's going to get wet with sweat in a while."
Yan Qing watched him look around, then with a slap on the head, the bamboo mat that had been lifted last night was uncovered, and without hesitation, he hid the paintings in the same place where he had put the scrolls before.
When it came to hiding things, Lu Bu really didn't have half the talent to speak of.
At least those secret collections of Yan Qing's were impossible to find even if one tried to crack Lu Bu's brain.
As soon as his front foot came out, Yan Qing turned it over with a shake of his head on his back foot, and the result immediately made Lu Bu's half leg that had just stepped out hurriedly step back, "What is Shiguang doing?!"
Yan Qing fixedly stared at the very nervous Lu Bu for a while, really did not find a star and a half of the cracks, could not help but feel extremely incredible asked: "Lord is not really planning to keep it?"
Lu Bu's brows knit tightly, forcibly restraining the move to take it back, "Can it still be faked? Chong Guang this sends out the hand of the danqing, there is no reason to take it back again?"
Yan Qing: "......"
In fact, it was not that Lu Bu was so self-absorbed to such a deranged extent that he was mesmerized by looking at even himself, who had been mischievously transformed into a female body, but it was purely due to the fact that, in his eyes, even if it was greatly flawed, it was still always a painting that the precious Priestess had painted in a proper manner for the first time.
The painting is not even a mess of some other stuff, but his dang Lu Bu Lu Feng Xian!
Yan Qing didn't know about this little thought that made Lu Bu so beautiful, but she couldn't leave behind this dangerous item that was regarded as a love interest by the other party, but once it was spread out, it would surely cause one party to lose a lot of face, and also greatly disadvantageous to the other party.
In order to appease the new collection was destroyed and greatly upset, full of complaints Lu Bu, Yan Qing simply accompanied him to go to the barracks, the same day he painted a few of his powerful and dignified riding a high-headed red rabbit, holding a square sky painting halberd, sharp eyes, a murderous spirit, as if the gods in the world as a heroic and handsome works as a replacement.
Straight away, Lu Bu's heart was blown away and he loved it.
Yan Qing softly reclined on the couch used for resting, slightly squinting her eyes, slightly tiredly looking at Lu Bu's satisfied and overjoyed appearance, and could not help but rub her wrists which were aching with exhaustion.
In his heart, he became more and more skeptical, he seemed to have made a loss of money - obviously in order to diaphragm down Lu Bu, and then deliberately draw the women's drawings, how did he not make him angry, but instead lost a whole day, and hitched a few sketches that were drawn in a quiet manner out of the gazes?
But seeing Lu Bu so happy, Yan Qing's heart was as warm as if it had been basking in the sun, and the bottom of her eyes were so soft that they were about to melt.
--Just as well he's happy.
After this incident, it did give Yan Qing some inspiration.
Although his half-assed sketches do not conform to the mainstream aesthetics of the literary world in this late Eastern Han Dynasty, and can only barely be considered an alternative novelty.
But it's not like he's out to have a place in the field or a hit.
Rather, from a modern person's point of view, this is quite rough sketch finished product, absolutely than those printed in later generations of textbooks, in addition to that no sense of three-dimensionality, flat pen outlined features, simply do not see any name - even the famous beauty of Zhou Yu Xun Yu Lu Xun first-class, also fell into a very miserable, no way to restore real Face of the portrait, to a lot better.
Recently rare free time, why not by him personally to Lu Bu account of these precious talents to paint a pair, at least can distinguish the beauty and ugliness, also let the future generations of people have the honor to look forward to, these heroes and heroes of the proud style.
After making up his mind, Yan Qing prepared a simple painting tool, and the first to go looking for, naturally, that damaged friend Guo Jia.
Familiarly coming to the backyard, Yan Qing sat down on a chair and started drawing with a serious face. And Guo Jia, who had originally closed his eyes and covered his eyes with a book, waited for half a day, and when he didn't wait for him to open his mouth, he couldn't help but sidle over and lift his eyelids to look at Yan Qing.
Then he froze and said slowly, "Jia didn't know that Shiguang was also good at dancing in ink and color."
Yan Qing humbly said, "Sloppy, not enough."
After Yan Qing and Lu Bu both became regular guests at the mansion uninvited, Guo Jia gradually became accustomed to it, and by now, didn't even bother to do any more struggling.
Only to see since learning to walk and run, in him on the teeth like crazy rabbit, this moment but good cat in Yan Qing's arms, starry-eyed without moving appearance, or can not help but flooded with sour water.
But more than having to teach a lesson to Tooth, who had quickly forgotten who his old man was, what Guo Jia was more worried about was how Yan Qing's painting skills were.
Seeing Guo Jia quietly groping about to come around, Yan Qing hurriedly told him to stop messing around, "Feng Xiao don't move first."
Although Guo Jia subconsciously stopped as he was told, he immediately questioned, "What are you doing to draw me in good time?"
Yan Qing pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "You should sit back down, and when you finish reading that book, the painting will be finished."
With a dusty immortal appearance of the beauty of the staring eyebrows, slightly sad appearance, like that white mist dense secluded mountain stream, extremely Chu Chu moving.
Linger in the flowers without touching a leaf, think of yourself as a flower cluster of a thousand hammer, I do not know how many big winds and waves also sit as steady as a mountain of Guo Jia, actually also by this beauty to shake the heart and mind a moment.
The most detestable thing is that Guo Yi, the little brat whose elbow is turned outward, also pretended to wave his fat hand, repeating inarticulately, "Fatten up and go, fly away."
"Good strike."
Since inadvertently fell into the beauty plan, Guo Jia again will believe, can only admit to sit back.
Just according to his deep understanding of Yan Qing's gentle and harmless, beautiful and friendly skin wrapped in a black heart, this moment could not help but be very apprehensive, did not sit for long, and could not hold back the opening of the test: "Chongguang the will not be Jia this kind of jade-like appearance, to be distorted into a demonic ghosts and monsters?"
"You are taking the heart of a small man for the heart of a gentleman." Yan Qing righteously said, "Wouldn't I not allow you to go through it first?"
Guo Jia's heart was then slightly settled.
The speed of Yan Qing's painting was unimaginably fast for Guo Jia, one incense stick of work was enough for him to finish one with a background.
But he saw Guo Jia gradually immersed in the book, no longer distracted attention to his movements, so he did not move to the finished painting clamped in the white paper, continue to struggle for the next one.
So on and so forth, when the remaining pages of that booklet were getting thinner and thinner, nearing the bottom, only then did Yan Qing gently brush away the dust flakes adhering to the surface of the most moderate one and present it to Guo Jia.
This painting of people and their own actually look exactly the same, lifelike, almost the next moment from the paper to leap out of the general vivid, and called a lot of knowledge such as Guo Jia also stared at the eyes, ruthlessly ate a surprise.
The unprecedentedly subtle painting skills were praised with unstinting praise.
As for the painting itself, it was of course forcibly obscured by Guo Jia with a good deal of persuasion.
Yan Qing went along with it, and with this as a condition, drew Guo Jia a few more paintings before moving on to the next house.
In the following half a month, Yan Qing spent all his leisure time visiting others. The result was also quite fruitful - in his hands, he had already collected the portraits of the major strategists and military generals under Lu Bu's command, and apart from Tian Yan, who was not allowed to be lightly painted, there was no mistaking the officials who were unknown in the small court nowadays, but who later made a big splash in Cao Wei's time.
He even had the unexpected pleasure of establishing a real friendship with Zhong Cao, who was well versed in calligraphy.
In this happy ending for all, Lu Bu, who had thought that he was the only one who could enjoy such treatment, was left deeply unhappy.
While Yan Qing was bathing, he sat down on the heel of the desk without saying a word, opened the drawers, and went through the portraits that had been kept in private, one by one, and which had been truly unseemly after the tracings of impressions had been added to them.
There is Guo Jia full of red face, a hand holding an empty altar of wine, sleeping crookedly, clothing is not neat, the lapel is greatly open without any rules, wildly up to the waist and belly of the lean; there is Jia Yan look serious, a board learn Hua Tuo to do the posture is quite indecent five birds; there is Zhang Liao was Lu Bu admonished to bury his head to look at the ground, hand clutched the corner of the coat, the full of the appearance of a small daughter-in-law; there is Zhao Yun rare to be filled with drunkenness, fell into the mud pit from the horseback, but also face as if the enemy with a body of wretched mud and water to continue to walk. Zhao Yun was rarely drunk, fell into a mud pit on horseback, but also a face like an enemy with a body of wretched mud and water, continue to walk ......
The original form of each was revealed, but these were the 'real' ones that Yan Qing was prepared to seal up and leave for future generations to show this era.
How can you glorify them with a clear conscience?
If Guojia Jia Dang they know also this hand waiting, will be desperate to rush to, of course with this sinister intention of Yan Qing a fat beat.
Lu Bu but the more he looked more beautiful, the corner of his lips slightly hooked.
-- alone his Zhang Zhang was radiant and handsome.
Yan Qing came out refreshed and was about to warmly coax Lu Bu with a few words when he realized that somehow, the other party had already adjusted himself and was in a good mood.
He didn't look into it, closing his eyes and resting on Lu Bu's lap, letting him attentively help himself drain the water from his hair with a fine cloth, silently sighing in his heart that this was just the right amount of strength, "Then again, is Zi Yi's injury healed?"
Lu Bu's hand movements were unceasing, and his mouth returned, "He had already reported to the barracks a few days ago."
Yan Qing couldn't restrain herself from laughing at the memory of Taishi Ci's previous misery that was about to be mummified by the bandages.
"The Lord needs to be prepared." Yan Qing, slowly and methodically, spoke the news he had just extracted from the public ministers, but in great disrespectful terms, "If His Majesty has nothing to do for the rest of his life, he will need to be satiated with warmth and lust . Lust."
Lu Bu didn't blink, "Choosing a concubine?"
In fact, among those concubines of Emperor Xian of Han Dynasty, the one who is most capable of making trouble is Dong Guiren. Pregnant also does not stop, combined with his father Dong Cheng to make a robe edict, plotting to assassinate Cao Cao, things did not work, provoked Cao Cao furious, will kill them clean.
However, Dong Cheng was originally a subordinate of Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, Niu Fu, and he, who had made some waves in history, was purged by Lu Bu as early as the day of Dong Zhuo's ambush.
Yan Qing gently hmmm, laughed: "last time he wanted to build a large construction, the construction of palaces, for this reason also urge full of the court ministers in the same voice, to the Lord to put pressure on the Lord. Just the lord to locusts just recede, food scarcity, should not be laboring for the reason of refusal, he is recognizing the situation, but not willing to be controlled, only attempted to use this matter, divide our army it."
Not only did not call Liu Xie as he wished, Yan Qing in a fit of anger, but also this operation, so that there is little prestige to speak of the emperor, was solidly deducted from the hardship of the common people of the cauldron, causing grievances not to mention that those who are not easy to live a good life, incomparable cherish the comfort of the common people, but also specially made up a song and sang it to satirize his extravagance and impoliteness.
Liu Xie was furious, want to catch those nonsense unruly people and kill them, but his hand even the 3,000 imperial guards and willing to die for the dignity of the Han family, the two old generals are gone, and in the strong dragon Lu Bu's land, how can shouting to move people?
Yan Qing did go, but turned a blind eye, only explicitly stopping the spread without eradicating it.
As a result, Liu Xie's superficial favoritism towards Yan Qing had vanished into thin air as a result.
In Yan Qing's opinion, this was purely because Liu Xie deserved it.
They are internally aware that due to effective precautions, the three states under Lu Bu's rule were minimally affected by the great drought and locust plague this time around. However, Liu Xie, a cadre of rice worms who moved here afterward, could not possibly know this at all.
Full of civil and military is to find another residence to settle, and the emperor and a cadre of chamberlain palace maids now live in the place, is the original assassin's residence vacated by Lu Bu, slightly repaired and become. Although it is not as magnificent as the palace rooms in Chang'an City, it is by no means simple.
Liu Xie was afraid that he wanted to use this request to test their level of obedience and where the bottom line is.
But I didn't want to hit a nail on the first hit.
Yan Qing from the thoughts to break free, half a day did not hear Lu Bu reply, open his eyes, precisely on his thoughtful deep gaze, when he is in trouble for this matter, can not help but smile and said, "Lord Gong do not worry, to be clear to deal with this matter can be." The dirty work, of course, should not be Lu Bu's turn to do.
It seems that the lesson of blood given by Ma Teng Han Sui is not enough.
You've come to Xu Cheng and you still want to be a bully?
When they were much more agreeable than the historical Cao Cao, thinking that by disposing of the useless Zhang Xiu, they would be able to wipe the slate clean so that they could continue to catch his seemingly naive and loyal lord bullying him?
It's just stupid.
Yan Qing was rapidly calculating in his mind how to come up with a thunderous tactic to tell Liu Xie to know how powerful he is, when Lu Bu suddenly leaned down, kissed him, gently loosened his fingers, leaked out by the satin-like shiny hair, and asked, "How does Chong Guang want to dispose of it?"
Author's Note: Let's start with a thunderclap (it seems some readers don't like it), Lu Bu will be called emperor
So the little emperor will have a bit of a part to play.
But the next chapter isn't, it'll be a flashback. The next storyline is not with him.