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Chapter 268 Gao Zhang and Zhao Ji VS Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi (Part [-])
Looking at this letter from Yelu Hongguang, what is written in the letter is very sincere, and the meaning is very simple and clear.

Although Gao Zhang clearly knew that the other party was talking nonsense, but anyway, the letter was quite touching. In short, Xiao Fengxian was seriously ill, but he will definitely live strong.

As long as he recovers from his illness, he will continue to fulfill his responsibilities and obligations as an envoy of the Daliao Liao conscientiously, and continue to do diplomatic work well.

"This is obviously Xiao Fengxian, who has been frightened by my son's calculation."

"He didn't dare to act according to the ideas of the previous emperors of the Liao Kingdom, but he couldn't make up his own mind, so he sent a fast horse to gallop to the Liao Kingdom to report."

"As for himself, he can only delay the time by pretending to be sick, hoping to wait until the emperor of Liao Kingdom responds."

Gao Qiu, who was tall and strong, looked at his own son Gao Zhang in front of him benevolently.

My heart is full of the pride and pride of being the father of Wen Quxing of the Gao family, and I even wish I could go to the ancestral hall and burn a few knives of paper to say goodbye to my ancestors at this moment.

At the beginning, I didn't have any hope at all. After all, what was the situation of the Great Song Dynasty and what was its attitude towards the Liao Kingdom.

As a man of both civil and military skills, how can Gao Qiu, who can play ball and become a captain, not know?

But as a loving father, he is very clear about the importance the government attaches to his son Gao Zhang, and Gao Zhang seems to have his own plans and considerations.

Gao Qiu naturally supports it unconditionally, because he also hopes that Zhang'er can live up to the favor of the officials, and hopes that he can really accomplish this matter.

Even if I let myself, who is my own father, lead the Imperial Army of Song Dynasty to accompany him in a play, so what?
But today, seeing his own son with a smile on his face, when he thought that Zhang'er could really turn things around, Gao Qi really understood that although the child was his own, his talent was far beyond his expectations.

However, despite the sighs and emotions of the waves of the Yangtze River pushing the waves of the past, Gao Qiu still tried his best to provide advice for his own son for his reference.

Faced with his father's concern, Gao Zhang listened obediently, regardless of whether the advice given by his father was useful or not, the important thing was his heart, and he had to feel it.

"Thank you, my father, for your reminder. The boy will enter the palace in a while, and go report the good news to the officials, and see what the officials have requested, so that he can think clearly about how to deal with it next."

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These days, drinking according to wine, repairing according to immortals, soaking up under girls, and painting according to dogs, Zhao Ji's little life is still quite moist.

The only regret is that it has been several days since Gao Zhang, his beloved apprentice, greeted him with care.

I can't hear his small mouth that seems to be smeared with honey chatting happily with me, which makes me feel the happiness of being a teacher.

At this moment, that Xiaotian was sitting obediently on top of a large rock with a flat surface.

Its eyes looked into the distance vigilantly and energetically, and it remained motionless, while its figure was vigorous without losing its curves.

At this moment, just about ten steps away from it, Zhao Ji, an official of the Great Song Dynasty, was writing vigorously, occasionally speaking.

"Xiaotian is obedient, don't move, yes, just sit obediently, and when I finish the painting, I will reward you with a large piece of mutton..."

The Xiaotian dog just sat like that, completely motionless, and only when the official Zhao Ji opened his mouth to communicate with it, would the tail turn into a phantom.

One person and one dog, with a tacit understanding that made Yang Jian, who was standing by the side, feel envious and jealous.

Just when Zhao Ji, the official family, was finally drawing to a close when he splashed ink, Gao Zhang, led by the eunuch, entered the garden in the deep palace.

From a distance, I saw Master Hunjun splashing ink, and what he painted was Yang Jian's good friend Xiaotian.

At this time, Yang Jian, who had nothing to do and was looking around, had already seen Gao Zhang.

Just as he was about to say hello, when he saw Gao Zhang gesturing to silence himself, Yang Jian nodded slightly with interest, and continued to maintain a posture as quiet as a chicken.

The official Zhao Ji continued to paint happily, and reminded Xiaotian from time to time to raise his chin.

The problem is that Xiao Tian is so naive, according to what the officials say, she really just raises her chin, and doesn't move other parts of her body.

Seeing this scene, Gao Zhang couldn't help but think of all kinds of god dogs in those short videos that can even speak human language and are so sensible that people feel ashamed.

Finally, the official Zhao Ji put down the brush in his hand with satisfaction, looked at his masterpiece happily, and said to Yang Jian beside him.

"It would be great if Xiao Gao was here, just let him comment on one or two, look at my work today, and my previous painting "The Picture of the Roaring God Dog Going Down the Mountain"..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Jian raised his finger with a smile and pointed towards Zhao Ji, the official family, in the distance.

"Guanjia, Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan has already come, but I just saw you concentrating on painting, Guanjia, so I didn't come forward to disturb you, look."

As soon as the official Zhao Ji turned his head, he saw Gao Zhang standing in the distance, looking towards this side, and he couldn't help raising his hand to greet him with anger.

"You, since you're here, why don't you come over to say hello to Master."

"The disciple came to see the master, because he saw that the master was painting, and the disciple was worried that it would disturb the master's inspiration when he was concentrating on creation, so he waited there."

Speaking of this, Gao Zhang turned his head to look at the masterpiece that had just been completed, and then glanced at Xiaotian who was still sitting there motionless, continuing to maintain his posture.

"Master's painting not only makes people feel that they are in the scene, but also makes the dog's spirit and spirit come alive on the paper. It should be able to express the essence of the spirit..."

Standing there, Gao Zhang spoke eloquently, and made incisive and accurate comments on Master's paintings, from artistic style to details to brushstrokes.

Zhao Ji, an official at the level of a master of art, felt his bones lighten several times.

The important thing is that what this lover said is definitely not the kind of vain and mindless flattery.

It is meaningful, thought-provoking, and even allows the author to understand his own strengths and weaknesses.

This is the skill of a real art critic. Zhao Ji, the official, satisified himself for a long time, and finally showed a gratified smile.

"You really deserve to be my teacher's beloved student. Although you and I are a teacher and a student, you let me understand why Yu Boya met Zhong Ziqi, and this is a good story that has been passed down through the ages."

Patting Gao Zhang on the shoulder vigorously, the official Zhao Ji couldn't help expressing such emotion.

Seeing this pair of master and apprentice who are warm and affectionate in front of him, Yang Jian finally understands deeply that this is the gap between educated and uneducated.

Look at how the little Zhuangyuangong praised others, and then think about yourself, comparing people to others can really piss people off.

(End of this chapter)