Three Kingdoms: Prosper Han from the beginning of brushing favorability

Chapter 245: Gifting a picture scroll to win people’s hearts

"Everyone, after hearing about the beliefs and origins of the various tribes of the Yi people, Soldiers Gu and Zhuge also appreciate them very much. I wonder if there are pictures or utensils that have been recorded and handed down by each tribe. Can you take a look?"

Liu Chan didn't show the picture scroll directly, but asked knowingly.

The chiefs and patriarchs of the tribes of the Yi people looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

Both men and women are busy working for a living every day, and tribes are constantly in conflict. How could such a luxurious career as an artist be born?
Even talented people will eventually be buried by the exhausting life.

"Prince, although there are stories of origin passed down from generation to generation in our clan, and there are many great gods...but there is no one who is good at painting or making utensils."

Liu Chan intentionally put on a shocking expression: "It's a pity that there are no picture scrolls from all ethnic groups for so many beautiful legends and powerful gods to be seen by lonely eyes..."

Liu Chan shook his head and sighed. It seemed that he really appreciated the legends and belief totems of various tribes. The regretful and puzzled expression deeply hurt the hearts of these tribal leaders.

Yes, why haven't we painted the great gods and beautiful legends?
I am really ashamed of my ancestors!
"Prince." Zhuge Liang saw that the atmosphere was getting better, and cupped his hands and said, "Liang is not talented. Recently, according to the legends passed down by various ethnic groups, I drew a few scrolls by myself...

"It's because of the excitement, but I didn't expect that there would be no original picture scrolls for all ethnic groups. In this case, why don't you show your ugliness and have a look with the prince and the leaders for your reference. I don't know what you think?"

"Oh?" Liu Chan has been staying among a group of "old actors" all year round, and his acting skills are naturally not much worse. At least these barbarian leaders will never see any flaws. Watch?”

Those barbarian leaders were even more excited than Liu Chan imagined, and they all said at this time: "Military Master Zhuge has such abilities, why don't you come out quickly and let me see you!"

"That's right, I also ask Military Master Zhuge to bring out the picture scroll as soon as possible!"

Liu Chan also nodded at the right time and said: "Yes, since the military master has such skills, why don't you show them to Gu and the leaders to appreciate together?"

"So, Liang will show his shame." Zhuge Liang smiled, then got up, and took out the picture scroll that he had already sent.

The leaders of those barbarian tribes stretched their necks and stared at the scroll in Zhuge Liang's hand, their eyes wide open.

When Zhuge Liang slowly opened the first scroll, Liu Chan was amazed by his superb painting skills, not to mention these barbarian leaders who had never seen any "work of art".

In their eyes, the slowly unfolding picture scroll seemed to be shining with golden light, the sky seemed to rise above the picture scroll, the sun and the moon flowed, and fairy music seemed to appear in their ears...

This is not a picture scroll for them.

This is a holy thing like a miracle, yes, it is a holy thing.

The more impoverished the tribe, the more pious their beliefs. This is the spiritual sustenance in their lives and the spiritual pillar that supports them to reproduce and struggle in spite of difficulties.

Therefore, when this kind of spiritual pillar is displayed in front of them in an intuitive image, one can imagine how moved they are.

This kind of touch is more profound than the grace of not killing, and deeper than giving rice.

There was an old patriarch with white beard and hair, his lips trembling, and he couldn't help but shed tears. The others also had solemn expressions, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

Huo Bu'eri and Pu Wang Citu also looked at the picture scroll with their mouths wide open, their expressions gradually became solemn and solemn. It was obvious that their mentality had also undergone a huge change compared to before.

Even Meng Huo, who often dealt with Yong Kai and spent a lot of effort to dominate Nanzhong, became serious at this time, and looked at the picture scroll with the same seriousness, for fear of missing any details.

The picture scrolls were displayed one after another, and the leaders of the Yi people who were immersed in the great emotion were completely conquered by these picture scrolls.

Many people even regarded it as a miraculous existence, and no one questioned the "smuggling of private goods" in the subsequent scrolls, rather they didn't think it was carrying private goods at all.

It is the revelation of the gods and ancestors that the Han and Yi have the same origin and the same interests. Along with these leather scrolls, this concept has deeply taken root in the hearts of these Yi people's leaders.

At this moment, they touched their chests with their right hands, whispering something in their mouths, but even the "translators" couldn't understand these words.

After all, they can only understand some common expressions, and they can't do anything like this kind of expressions used in sacrificial prayers.

Liu Chan and Zhuge Liang looked at each other secretly, believing that the unimaginable success of the Great Battle of Faith was a good start for the final resolution of the conflict between Han and Yi.

I wanted to wait quietly for these tribal leaders to finish reading the scrolls, but as time went by, they seemed to be more and more addicted... There was no intention of leaving these few scrolls that were not too complicated.

Liu Chan, who still has a lot of things waiting to be discussed, can't wait any longer. If they let them continue watching like this, they will probably still watch it after dark.

"Cough! Everyone... everyone?" Liu Chan coughed dryly and called out.

As a result, they still didn't respond at all.

In desperation, Liu Chan slapped his hands and signaled the guard who was showing the scroll to close it.

Only then did everyone seem to have their souls liberated from the painting, waking up like a dream.

"Everyone, this painting..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, the tribal leaders had already knelt down on the ground in unison, touching their chests and bowing their heads: "I didn't know that the crown prince and Zhuge military master are angels. Offending them before is really a capital crime!"

Good guy, Liu Chan is a little speechless, Uncle Zhuge draws a picture, why is he still an angel.

Originally, he was going to be promoted, but this is great, he went straight to heaven, and he also went to heaven with him...

Of course, this angel is not that angel. Although Liu Chan is teasing in his heart, he still has common sense.

"Everyone, please stand up. Gu has already said that this is the fault of Gao Ding and the other three. Both Han and Yi are victims. What is your fault?" Liu Chan stretched out his hand to help.

They showed shame on their faces, and they all paused before getting up.

"Uh..." Some clan leaders opened their mouths to speak, but in the end they held back.

At this time their expressions were very strange, Liu Chan knew that they definitely wanted to ask for these scrolls, but it was difficult to open his mouth, so he immediately glanced at Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang naturally understood and cupped his hands and said: "Prince, Liang thinks that since the leaders' tribes do not have similar scroll vessels. Liang wants to give this scroll to all the tribes in Nanzhong as a symbol of the friendship between Han and barbarians. What does Prince think?"

Liu Chan smiled and said: "I also have this intention, and I am afraid that the military advisor will not give up my love."

"Han and barbarians are of the same origin, and now we can make this picture scroll for our brotherly family to make up for our regrets. It is also a blessing."

The two of them said something to each other, but the leaders were extremely surprised. This painting must be a labor-intensive work, and it must be a miraculous treasure drawn by God's revelation through the hands of angels... So, did you give it to them?
"Uh...Prince, I don't know what we need to exchange?" The leader was not out of anger, but said it with anxiety, for fear that his clan would not be able to afford the exchange.

Another person wiped off his sweat and said, "Our family is located in a barren land in the south, and our products are really...won't it be better to offer the twenty most beautiful virgins and the crown prince? At least it's a little less..."

"My family can also sacrifice women!"

"Yes, yes, I..."

"Stop!" Liu Chan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this is taking himself as Dong Zhuo, and he wants to build a wine pool and meat forest for himself?
"Do you think this thing can be exchanged like this?" Liu Chan said seriously.

Everyone was stunned, and they all came to their senses: "What the prince said is that this treasure is priceless, and we are the ones who have desecrated the sacred object."

Zhuge Liang took the words and said with a smile: "Since the gods of heaven and earth borrowed Liang's hand to paint, then this object should belong to all ethnic groups in Nanzhong. Liang and the crown prince are now considered to be returned to their original owners. You don't have to do this."

As soon as this remark came out, the leaders were so moved that they fell to the ground again: "The prince and Zhuge's military master are very kind, we will never forget them, Han and barbarians have the same kindness, and it will not change for a thousand years."

"Han and barbarians are all good, and they will not change for a thousand years!"

"Okay, okay! Everyone, please get up quickly." Although it is just a casual conversation, it is always a good start, and often the most difficult first step is this.

Today, Ji Han is not as short of soldiers and food as in history, and there is no need to exhaust the pond to fish, or even to sustainably exhaust the pond to fish.

Liu Chan is confident that as long as the barbarians are willing to take the first step to accept them, he and Zhuge Liang will surely let the people of Nanzhong enjoy the fruits of development as well.

"Such a precious treasure... Since it belongs to all the tribes in South Central, I don't know which tribe it should be enshrined in?" The old patriarch with white beard and hair rolled his eyes and suddenly asked.

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly changed again.

Huo Bu'eri was the first to speak: "I have a strong Qingqiang army, so I should protect the holy relics from damage, so let them be kept among my clan."

"Yes! The sacred objects are stored in our Qingqiang people, so they are absolutely safe."

King Pu stopped working and frowned: "My Kunming clan still has more than ten war elephants, which can fight three thousand clan members, so they can protect the sacred objects."

It is said to protect sacred objects, but the smell of gunpowder is very strong.

"Hmph! Although our tribes are overrepresented in offending the angels, there are also many tribesmen who can fight, and they are not afraid of others except the mighty soldiers of the angels!"

"What did you say?"

"What are you doing!"

"Wait a minute, everyone!" Liu Chan had a headache. There is too much martial virtue in this place. It seems that there is still a long way to go if he wants to develop harmoniously...

"Nanzhong has outstanding people, and now there is a revelation from the heavens, and it is given by Gu and Zhuge's military master. It must be for you to change the previous situation of fire and water, and work together to live up to the gods and ancestors. How can we abandon the basics now?"

The momentum of the tense people faltered, but if the place where the sacred object was enshrined could not convince them, it would definitely cause conflicts again.

Liu Chan had a headache and glanced at the crowd. Suddenly he had an idea, pointed to Meng Huo and said, "The Meng family can contact the Han and Yi in Nanzhong. This sacred object also indicates that the Han and Yi are good friends. Why don't you put it in the Meng family!"

"...Huh?" Meng Huo, who was suddenly pointed out, had a confused look on his face, and his whole body was alerted by the gazes of the clan leaders...

(End of this chapter)