Qin Hu

Chapter 14 Was tricked by this rotten brat again!

"Master, wait a minute, Mr. Zihu~!"

Zhao Zihu led his new subordinates to find Ganluo, the Minister of the Shaofu, to arrange the engraving and printing, but on the way, he was chased and intercepted by a group of Confucian scholars from Chunyuyue.

Zhao Zihu didn't want to talk to them, but he couldn't avoid them, so he bowed his hands in salute and said, "What's the matter, teachers?"

Chunyu Yue and all the Confucian scholars returned the salute, saying: "Just now we went to see Your Majesty and asked about the copying of Feng Chan's paintings. Your Majesty said that I will leave it to you, so I came here."

Zhao Zihu laughed so much, he said with great emotion: "I'm sorry, teachers, for copying Feng Chan's paintings, Zihu can handle it all by himself... Today, all Feng Chan teachers stood there for a day, let's go and have a rest!"

After all, he led his followers to go around.

Chunyu Yue and all the Confucian scholars were not willing to let him go, they immediately blocked the way forward: "Wait a minute, my lord!"

Zhao Zihu frowned in displeasure, his black and fat face immediately pulled down.

Youdao said that the master humiliated his ministers to death, and the followers on the left and right, seeing Zhao Zihu's black face, raised eyebrows immediately.

Hu Hai suddenly took a step forward, pointed at Chunyuyue's nose and reprimanded: "Do you know that the cold-blooded thirteen eagles are famous? Quickly get out of the way, if not, I will tell you how powerful it is!"

Chun Yuyue: "..."

Confucian scholars: "..."

What cold-blooded thirteen eagles?
There are less than ten of you, where did you get the Thirteen Eagles?

He didn't even know how to count, yet he dared to come out to shame others, this cowardly young man is quite like a stubborn brother!

Chunyu Yue ignored Hu Hai who was like a bean, and just raised his hand to Zhao Zihu and said: "Young Master, there is still something wrong with that Feng Chan painting, we should polish it for you."

This is their purpose of finding Zhao Zihu. They want to modify Feng Chan's painting, at least to make themselves in the painting less crooked.

Otherwise, if thousands of copies of the original painting are copied and posted in counties and townships all over the world, they will die.

Confucian disciples would lose face!
"Everyone knows that Zihu's greatest hobby in life, besides delicious food, is sleeping in."

Zhao Zihu answered the wrong question.

Chunyu knew the elegant meaning when he heard the strings, and immediately said: "The morning class in the future will start at the end of the hour."

Si time is from nine o'clock to eleven o'clock in the noon, and the end of Si time is naturally close to eleven o'clock.

Classes start at eleven o'clock. Is it an early class?Or lunch?

Or, simply give up teaching Zhao Zihu, and don't plan to teach properly?

This old Confucian, in order to save his image, did not care about anything. If Emperor Shihuang knew about it, he would have to be impatient!

Such an irresponsible teacher, if you don't chop it up and feed it to the dogs, what's the use of keeping it?
"This is Feng Chan's painting, and I invite all teachers to polish it."

Zhao Zihu nodded in satisfaction, took out the Feng Chan painting with his personal seal from his arms, and handed it to Chunyu Yue with both hands.

Just kidding, the purpose of painting Confucian scholars as crooked melons and cracked dates is to scare them.

If the original painting were released to the world and let thousands of common people see it, not only the Confucian scholars would die in Jieshishe, I am afraid that Qin Ting would also be laughed at by the survivors of the Six Kingdoms.

Because it would appear that the Qin court has no one to use, and a bunch of crooked Confucian scholars are used as a front. In the prosperous land of Qilu Wenhua, is there no talented and good man who is willing to serve the Great Qin?
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Chunyu Yue and all the Confucian scholars were carrying ink, so they found a flat place to spread out the Feng Chan painting, and began to polish it.

Although these Qilu great talents have never been exposed to stick figure painting before, they have mastered the technique after seeing Zhao Zihu's paintings at the foot of Father Liang Mountain.

After all, the highlight of stick figures is that they are easy to learn, and for those who have painting skills, they can understand them at a glance.

Therefore, at this time, when the Confucians polish the Zen paintings, they are pinching them with their hands. In addition to polishing their own image so that it is no longer crooked and elegant, it also really polishes other details by the way. After a while.

After they polished it up, it looked a hundred times more pleasing to the eye than Zhao Zihu's original painting!
Zhao Zihu admired those capable people, and seeing that Chunyu Yue and the Confucians were so awesome, he couldn't help admiring: "Masters are so talented, you have polished this Zen painting so beautifully, but it made me steal the sky, and I want to show it to the world. Show your face."

The Feng Chan painting is stamped with his personal seal, and when it is reproduced, it will be distributed to the world, and the people will only know that this Feng Chan painting was painted by him, Zhao Zihu.

Seeing its exquisiteness, it is natural to only praise Zhao Zihu.

Chunyuyue and all the Confucian scholars' embellishment credits belong to him alone, Zhao Zihu, isn't it just stealing credit!

"Oh, the ink is dripping, what should I do?"

Some Confucian scholars suddenly felt ashamed and made a sound.

Zhao Zihu probed to look, but saw that there was a redundant and eye-catching ink stain in the blank space of the corner of Feng Chan's painting.

"Quickly spread the ink and draw it into a mountain rock."

"There is a large blank in the corner, but there is an extra rock here, isn't it abrupt? Isn't it ruining the layout of the whole painting?"

"This...how can this be good?"

"It's better to describe it and write it as a name. This painting is written by us, so it's just right to put a name on it."

"Good, this method is very good!"

Chunyu Yue made a decision, picked up the brush involuntarily, traced the redundant and eye-catching ink, and wrote his own name.

"Since Pu She has signed it, shall we also sign it?"

"As it should be!"

All the Confucian scholars refused to let Chunyuyue be more beautiful than before, so they all held brushes and followed behind to sign.

After a while, there were a bunch of names with different handwritings in the blank space of Feng Chan's painting.

Zhao Zihu looked at the black lines all over his head, and said quietly: "Actually, the ink stains don't need to be traced. You only need to tell the craftsman when you are engraving the block, and you don't need to carve it out."

Chunyu Yue and all the Confucian scholars were originally in high spirits, and they were already thinking about their own family name, which would be passed on to the world in the future.

And Zhao Zihu's words were like pouring cold water on them, the excitement of each of them disappeared without a trace in an instant, and they were all resentful.

"However, since the teachers have signed their names, there is absolutely no reason for the craftsmen to avoid carving."

Zhao Zihu changed the subject, gave Chunyuyue and the Confucian scholars a reassurance, then dried the ink, folded it and stuffed it back into his arms, and said, "Masters, you have worked hard, so Zihu will go to work first. Farewell."

After all, he led his followers, bypassed the Confucian scholars, and went to find the Shaofu Ling Ganluo.

Chunyu Yue watched Zhao Zihu walk far away, but shook his head and smiled wryly: "This son, in front of being cunning and wise, we were seduced by him with his name, and we were tricked again!"

Some of the Confucian scholars have already understood this kind of joint, and some haven't understood what's going on, and it took a long time to reflect on it.

Yes!

Got tricked by this rotten brat again!

They were fascinated by the temptation of being famous all over the world for a while, and they rushed to sign the Feng Chan painting.

But they forgot that this signature was equivalent to an endorsement for the First Emperor's Mount Tai Fengchan.

(End of this chapter)