Song Dynasty Cannon Fodder Counterattack Record

Chapter 28

Song Emperor Zhao Zhen had a very depressed year.In February, the Song army was defeated in Haoshuichuan, losing more than [-] troops. It took several months to investigate the responsibility and dispatch troops to fill the loopholes; in May, his eldest son died again. Basically, there will be disasters in the seasons, and Zhao Zhen always spends it in a busy and nervous way, so he has a lot less fun.Now that it was Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Zhen felt that his military deployment to Xixia was finally reassuring, and the depression of losing his son had faded a lot. Seeing the bright autumn colors, he picked up his paintbrush again.

Alone Better Together.After drawing a satisfactory work, how can you not share it with others?Zhao Zhen sent people from Hanlin Academy of Painting to comment on his "Autumn Colors" and to look at their new works. After the painters came, Zhao Zhen found a problem: "Why isn't Cui Daizhao here? But he's sick? "

"Your Majesty, Cui Daizhao is doing well. He is currently studying painting with a mural painter in Daxiangguo Temple."

Zhao Zhen was a little surprised: "Cui Daizhao's endless learning is admirable. It's just that his paintings have reached perfection. What can we learn from a painter?"

"Your Majesty does not know that the painter is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his painting skills are unprecedented. The scenes he paints are lifelike, especially the characters are like real people. Not only Cui Daizhao, but we also often go to Daxiangguo Temple to observe and learn from each other. "

Zhao Zhen was even more surprised: "You have such abilities at the age of fifteen or sixteen?"

"Yes. He said that when he was in Shaanxi, he learned the painting method taught by a different person. I wonder if His Majesty has eaten a kind of tofu with a very smooth texture recently, and it was also made by that little painter."

Zhao Zhen really ate this kind of tofu a few days ago, and he was full of praise at that time, so he became interested and asked, "Do you have his paintings?"

A painter hurriedly hugged several scrolls: "This one is the figure he painted, and the flying sky I'm tracing."

Opening a pair of Zhao Zhen, he took a breath of air: "It really is lifelike. How is this done?"

"He said he used proportion and the relationship between light and shade. I am trying to use this method to paint, but I can't get in for a while. Therefore, I want to recommend him to Ruhua Academy."

The emperor is domineering, thinking about who is who: "How can such a national player not be admitted to the painting academy. Bring him here for a few days and let me meet."

The old eunuch Chen Lin reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, before entering the Academy of Painting, it is always necessary for the Secretary of the Imperial City to inquire about that person's details."

Zhao Zhen said: "It's okay, I just saw it first."

So Li Buqi was taken into Da Nei the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.What a fool, the emperor had to wait in the room for a while to see him, while Li Buqi performed a dance with his arms and legs outside the palace gate in accordance with the "etiquette regulations" to express his joy of seeing the emperor .It is said that all the ministers have to come here before meeting the emperor. Isn't this full of food?
Li Buqi could tell from the eyes of the guards outside the hall that his dancing posture must not be very good, and then think about the dancing posture of those seventy-eighty old men?I don't know how these guards endured day by day.

While dancing, Li Buqi scolded in his heart the person who established the etiquette to come up with such a thing as a bastard with sores on his butt—bad rules.

After some twists and turns, Li Buqi was finally led in to meet the emperor.Naturally, Liu Zhiwei would not fear the emperor as much as the subjects of the Song Dynasty. The different mentality allowed Li Buqi to observe the emperor calmly.

Zhao Zhen is worthy of Renzong's temple name, he is really kind and has no airs at all. After talking with Li Buqi about painting for a while, he asked Li Buqi to explain to him the relationship between proportion and light and shade.Zhao Zhen's painting level is also very high, so the two have a lot of common language. Li Buqi stayed with Zhao Zhen for an afternoon before releasing it.

Coming out of the hall, Li Buqi quickly took a few deep breaths—the incense burning in the hall was too strong, and it would turn into bacon if it stayed any longer.Although there are a lot of mosquitoes in the Song Dynasty, it is not good to use spices as firewood.

Judging from Zhao Zhen's expression, he wanted Li Buqi to enter the Imperial Academy. It seems that it is no problem to hug the emperor's thigh.Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people in the capital, rich or poor, will go out to watch the lanterns. Li Buqi wanted to take the opportunity to promote the resolution of major life issues, so he hurried home to prepare.

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Before it was dark on August [-]th, a carriage stopped at the entrance of Nushou Alley, and a healthy servant walked into the alley and knocked on the door of Li’s house. Seeing that it was Li Buqi who opened the door, he cupped his hands and said, “Brother Li, My yamen sent me to pick you up. If it is too late, there will be too many people on the street."

Li Buqi was already getting ready, and today he was wearing a newly made fine linen dress, with a brand new cross-cornered haircut on his head, and his whole body was neatly tidied up.He shouted to the room: "Let's go!"

Lian Guangzhi and a group of Li Buqi's friends carefully carried things out of the house and followed Li Buqi to the door. Among them, Lian Guangzhi carried a very long scroll with great care, and everyone carefully carried the scroll. After putting the things in the car, Li Buqi and Lian Guangzhi got into the car and sat down, and the others followed behind.Jianfu waved his whip and drove out of the alley to Longjin Bridge.

Gao Zunyu was waiting on the second floor of a restaurant by the North Street of Longjinqiao, facing the window, and several brothers and nephews of the same family were waiting eagerly. What can he do to cause a sensation in Tokyo? Don’t miss us watching the beauty. I don’t believe that he can do things that are not in the story.”

Gao Zunyu tapped Gao Shiliang's head lightly with a fan and said: "I don't think Li Buqi is a big talker, even if he can't do anything shocking to watch the excitement. If you are in a hurry, go first, but Li Buqi couldn’t get Li Buqi to paint it when he saw a beautiful woman.”

At this moment, a Gao family brother pointed his fan at the street: "Here we come, we come."

After a while, Li Buqi brought a scholar upstairs to greet everyone.There are so many brothers and nephews in the Gao family, no wonder they are very powerful in the capital, just by the number of people, they are numerous.After the ceremony, Gao Zunyu asked: "Brother, can you reveal the answer? I have taken the best place in the Chunfeng Building for you, and there is also a drum team preparing for the upper floor, but to be honest, brother, you and the Zhao family It's not right to be a householder, brother really can't think of how you can impress the little lady of the Zhao family."

Li Buqi said with a smile: "It's because of the big difference in family status that I have to make it more vigorous. Since my brother can't figure it out, then wait a little longer. Now that it's broken, how can there be any surprises?"

A disciple of the Gao family asked: "Are you sure that the little lady will definitely pass through this Spring Breeze? Don't prepare in vain."

Li Buqi said: "I asked someone to find out. Every year, his family first goes to Daxiangguo Temple to offer incense and then release krathongs. They must pass downstairs here when it gets dark."

"Well, I'll wait and see. Come, sit down and have a cup of tea first."

(End of this chapter)