Please don't force me to be a god.

"Hiss..."

When the officials heard this, they took a deep breath and almost sucked all the air in Chongzheng Hall.

Come to think of it, it's true. He has only learned for ten days, and his level is probably just getting started, but he is so powerful.

If he practices to the highest level and can do whatever he wants, wouldn't it be like the fairy tales and novels, and the people in the painting can walk out?

The people present were all well-read and had read a lot of miscellaneous books.

For example, a Taoist priest drew a chicken, cut it casually, put it in a pot to cook, and when the pot was opened, it turned into real chicken.

There are also beauties in the painting who walked out of the painting in the middle of the night to sleep with the emperor, creating a story of beauty and talent.

Everyone has seen this kind of story more or less.

If it was before, it would just be a story and not be taken seriously.

However, now the immortal has entered the court, brought the emperor and the minister to heaven in full view of the public, and passed down this magical painting technique.

It can't help but make people think about it!

Even Emperor Anyou was not calm, and asked: "Xiao Zhuozi, did Master Zhang explain?"

He flipped through the sketching tutorial, which was just plain words teaching techniques, and did not see similar descriptions.

Zhuo Ping bent down and said: "Your Majesty, the immortal did not say anything about this."

"But..." Zhuo Ping keenly realized that the time had come, and knelt down suddenly.

"Your Majesty, perhaps... I have not yet become the immortal's disciple, so the immortal did not tell me the secret."

"Puff..." An official couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Zhong, please don't think too much. Young Master Zhang is so noble, how could he accept you as his disciple?"

Even Prime Minister Cai thought this idea was too much, and said: "Little Zhuozi, you should be content with this immortal skill."

"The Prime Minister is right. People are greedy. If you have too many delusions, it may make Young Master Zhang unhappy."

Zhuo Ping did not refute, and said to Emperor Anyou: "Your Majesty, the immortal said that you can accept me as a registered disciple."

"But, I am your man, and Young Master Zhang wants me to report to the emperor and get permission before he will accept me."

"I dare to ask the emperor for permission."

"Hiss..." Everyone was shocked again.

Did Young Master Zhang really like this eunuch?

There are countless young talents in this capital, how could he like a disabled servant?

Emperor Anyou was a little angry at first. A slave dared to make demands on him in the court?!

But then he thought about it and realized that he was worried that he had too little contact with the immortal and couldn't keep him.

Now his slave has become his registered disciple. Although the registered disciple is not very important, it is better to have it than not.

Besides, the painting technique is not kept secret from him.

If there is a secret method of cultivating immortals, he can take it and see it openly.

After all, the things of his slaves are his own things.

By the way, he can also use this to strike the civil service group.

A slave of the royal family has caught the eyes of the immortal. Which of you officials who claim to be honest has such a blessing?

So, Emperor Anyou nodded slightly: "Yes."

Zhuo Ping was overjoyed and knocked his head "bang bang" loudly, shouting: "The slave thanks the emperor for his grace."

The officials felt mixed emotions.

Although they were unwilling to call Zhang Tian a supreme immortal, who dared not believe it in their hearts?

Now, seeing that a servant has obtained the chance to become an immortal, while he himself is outside the gate of immortality and cannot enter.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He shouldn't have danced so happily at the beginning and prevented the immortal from entering the court.

Liu Fang, the imperial censor who danced the most happily, was demoted to guard the gold and silver mines by mistake.

Maybe this is the method of the immortal.

Otherwise, all this is too coincidental.

Seeing that the emperor's face was not very good, Prime Minister Cai guessed the emperor's thoughts, so he said: "Your Majesty, no matter how good this painting technique is, it is only a technique after all, not the way to become an immortal."

"Your Majesty is the emperor of the world, and he has treated Mr. Zhang very well. If there is a way to become an immortal, how could he leave out the emperor?"

After hearing this, Emperor Anyou's face looked a little better, and he felt that Prime Minister Cai understood his thoughts.

All officials seemed to have not heard Prime Minister Cai's words.

If the prime minister had openly instigated the emperor to pursue the path to immortality in the court before, the censor would have jumped out and wanted to kill the traitor.

Shi Shangshu came out and said, "I heard that Master Zhang taught a set of swordsmanship to his servants, and now he has taught a set of painting techniques to Xiao Zhuozi."

"As Master Zhang's direct disciple, have you heard that Xu Wen has learned any skills?"

Everyone looked at each other, as if they really hadn't heard of it.

It doesn't make sense. A direct disciple of his own family, who is also a scholar, is more noble than the servants at home and the eunuchs in the palace.

How could I not hear of any skills being taught?

Zhuo Ping said, "Your Majesty, I have something to say."

"Go ahead."

"I went to visit the immortal and heard Xu Xiucai repeating a few poems over and over again, and talking to himselfThey are talking about cultivating Haoran righteousness. Maybe it has something to do with the question Master Shangshu asked. "

Emperor Anyou asked: "Which lines of poetry can you read and listen to?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhuoping paused for a moment and then read: "The heaven and the earth are righteous, and they are mixed and endowed with manifolds."

"Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars."

"What people call Haoran is so overwhelming that it can block the sky."

After reading, there was silence in the hall.

These lines of poetry had a particularly great impact on civil servants.

Everyone was familiar with poetry and books, and quickly connected it with the sentence "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit" in "Mencius".

A path to immortality through cultivating "Haoran Righteousness" was quickly deduced in everyone's minds.

No wonder there were many sages in the pre-Qin era, and it turned out that their root was Haoran’s righteousness.

Only when Haoran's righteousness has been cultivated to a great extent can all kinds of literary thoughts bear fruit and be turned into articles that will shine through the ages.

This method of awe-inspiring righteousness is most suitable for literati to practice.

It turned out that it wasn't that Xu Xiucai didn't have the method of cultivation, on the contrary, he simply found a bright road.

If you are low, you can become an official in the court and write books.

If it's high, maybe it's like what the sages said, you can control the air and fly, facing the sea and the sky.

Emperor Anyou said: "What method of cultivation can Xu Xiucai mention?"

Zhuoping said: "I don't know, I only heard these few lines of poetry."

"Alas..." Everyone felt sorry.

This great secret of cultivating immortality is probably not something people will listen to casually.

By now, the emperor and officials had no intention of discussing state affairs, and the meeting ended hastily.

…………

Zhang Tian's side.

After exercising and eating breakfast, I saw Xu Jingye coming over.

"Shangxian, Lord Yan of Yanzhuoshan is asking for an audience."

"Who? Do I know him?" Zhang Tian was confused.

Xu Jingye explained: "Shangxian, Lord Yan is the chief painter in the palace. His skills are unparalleled and he has repeatedly been praised by the emperor and officials."

"I heard that one of his paintings is worth a thousand dollars, and countless wealthy businessmen are proud to collect his paintings."

With this said, Zhang Tian could probably guess Yan Zhuoshan's intention.

Zhuoping returned with his sketching skills for so many days and was in the palace, so he might have seen it.

So he said: "Then please invite him in."

"yes."