Chapter 145: Fanwai: drag oil bottle

Ji Yanqiu feels that he is the most talented, elegant, and most capable person among all the brothers, but most people do not understand him or understand him.
The beauty of painting comes from life and is higher than life. The artistic conception is always more important than form. In the torrent of time, all things will change, only the charm in the scroll will never wear off.
As the youngest of the five princes, he didn’t really like the prince, but he told him to beat the prince, he should never offend the prince. So every few days he had to greet the prince. When he felt it, the prince was not too rare.
But to be a man, the most important thing is to talk about etiquette. It doesn't matter whether the prince likes it or not. What matters is that he did it according to the rules.
He dedicated his heart and soul to painting, and he didn’t want to deal with these abnormal brothers, but the mother-in-law said that it is not good to deal with the brothers. After one of them ascended the throne, he might even touch the brush Not on.
In fact, he felt that he was the only normal person among the five brothers, and that the other four were more or less faulty. The old brain is simple, the second brain is stupid, the third old has a strange temper, and the fourth old has a gloomy character. Even the second sister who was imprisoned in the royal prison is also a paranoid and confused.
The youngest he can only bear the sobriety and pressure that he should not bear.
He thought the prince would always be so wonderful, but the Lord Fushou appeared.
I don't know how the Lord Fushou and the Prince went together. When he reacted anyway, the atmosphere between the Prince and the Lord Fushou had become subtle and ambiguous.
In his heart, he very much hoped that Lord Fushou could be the crown prince. A confidant is hard to come by, and it is a great thing for him to appreciate his paintings and gentle princess.
But he also knew very well that the Hua family was holding nearly half of the military power of the Jin Dynasty, but if the father and emperor had a little bit of fear for the prince, he would not let the Hua family daughter marry to the East Palace.
In fact, this is fine. Hua Liuli's health is weak. No matter whether the father emperor wants her to marry her into the East Palace, her health is a shield that she can attack and retreat.
Soon after, the father and the emperor asked the uncle and aunt to go to the flower house to raise the prince in person. At that moment, he fully understood that no matter how the prince is troubled, the candidate of the crown prince in the father and emperor's heart has never changed.
Everyone in the world thought that he was close to the prince suddenly because he had seen through his father's thoughts. In fact, he was close to the prince, because the prince was the first of all the brothers to praise his painting skills in front of Baiguan.
The sergeant died as a confidant, and as a prince, he could stand for the confidant. Although his father and emperor had so few sons in total, the other princes were not opponents of the prince.
The second day after the crown prince and the longevity lord married, he kept his promise and sent out his own painting. This is the first time that he has violated his hobby and willingness to paint on a daily basis, and has used a popular painting technique to draw a picture of a thousand miles of red makeup.
"His Highness is a good painter." He saw stunning in the eyes of the crown prince.
The five princes were somewhat proud, and they could make the princess so amazing with the popular realistic painting method. No wonder the paintings with high artistic conception in the past could make the princess like that.
"Sansao likes it." The five princes smiled very modestly.
A few days later, he saw that the painting was hung on the wall of the East Palace, which was both proud and somewhat regrettable. He couldn’t help but ask the prince:
Prince 3rd Brother, this painting is too articulate to match other paintings sent by his brother. Why do you Only hung this one?"
The crown prince's movement of drinking tea slowed slightly, and he looked up at him with a loving and accommodating look: "This painting records the significance of the time when the orphan and the crown prince are married. Not to mention the other five paintings of Wudi, The artistic conception is far-reaching, and the painting skills are extraordinary. I can’t bear to hang it out and let some common people spoil.

The five princes were so moved that he knew that the crown prince and the crown prince cherished his paintings very much.
Every year since then, he will give the crown prince and the crown prince a tacky realist version, as well as a deep stream of consciousness paintings.
For those paintings with high artistic conception, the prince has not been willing to hang them out, but the realists have hung a lot. Gradually, his accomplishments in painting skills became higher and higher, and his fame grew, becoming the most famous painting master in Dajin.
During his long life, he painted a lot of pictures. I have painted mountains, water, people, and animals, but the three brothers and three sisters-in-law must be painted every year.
In order to record the two people's living conditions, he can only use the ingenious painting method to leave a picture of their love.
Sansao's body is always weak, and there are even some bad rumors in the capital. But the delicate third sister-in-law disappointed them. Not only did Fanghua not die prematurely, but she always stayed with the third brother.
She accompanied the third brother to the throne, accompanied the third brother to eat and sleep, accompanied the third brother in the silent palace, and spent all the rest of his life.
The third brother never accepted the concubine.
Not long after the third brother ascended the throne, the courtiers began to play, saying that the third brother's harem was empty, and there was no style of emperor.
"The style of a great country is not how many people there are in my harem, but in the hearts of the public, it is the people who live and work in peace." The emperor stood on the high platform and looked firm, as when he was young: "When I was in crisis, The queen saved her life, and now accompanies me in the inner courtyard of this deep palace. It is the blessing of my tenth century. I want to let me be a concubine. Do you want me to be blessed?"
The officials no longer dare to persuade, if anyone persuades, he wants His Majesty to be blessed, who can afford such a responsibility?
Some courtiers still did not give up, and wanted to go to the palace to see the emperor, hoping that his elders could persuade his majesty. How could the emperor refuse to say on the spot: "Being the father's governor cannot be managed in the house of the younger generation?"
The Emperor Taishang is very busy with his elderly people. He is busy playing chess, fishing, painting, and enjoying music. Sometimes he has to mediate the small contradictions between several concubines. There is really no time to control whether his son wants to accept the concubine.
Besides, how good is the little girl of the Huajia girl, Huang Er treats her with a lot of infatuation, and also lets other women go to the palace to do what, how to squat in the cold palace to see how good the relationship between him and his daughter-in-law is?
The imperial palace has belonged to the new emperor and empress. The emperor and the concubines moved to the beautiful palace, and a courtyard of the palace seemed to be forgotten. No matter whether the flower blooms or Ye Luo, it is always silent.
The door of the courtyard was pushed away from the outside, and Mrs. Lin, who was sitting in the courtyard, looked at the visitor, and a strange smile appeared on her face: "When you first entered the palace, I thought you were different from other women. I didn't expect... "She paused," you actually caught the crown prince's heart, let him vacate the harem for you, and no longer accept the concubine."
Hua Liuli smiled and walked in front of Toffee Lin: "Thank you for the congratulations."
"The queen's mother was thinking too much, I didn't praise you." She looked down indifferently and stopped talking.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Hualili no longer spoke, and she sat silently, pulling out her words from her arms and looked slowly.
I don't know how long after that, she heard Princess Lin asked: "Is your majesty alright?"
Hua Liuli understands that Her Majesty Lin's mouth refers to her father's emperor: "Everything is good for the father emperor. A few days ago, she went to the palace with a few concubines to play, and will not come back about half a year later."
Concubine Lin looked at the direction of Chenyang Palace and looked a little lonely: "He took everyone away, but he only forgot me."
"Mrs. Concubine, do you remember that you borrowed the power of Master Lin in private to buy and sell household registration in Yongzhou?" Hua Liuli saw that Mrs. Lin was sad, and a pair of emperors took her look and said directly: " You probably don’t know that some of the household registrations you sold were criminals sent by He Yuanting, a tortoiseshell country."
"Impossible!" Toffee Lin shocked: "I just took advantage of my elder brother's inattention to let the people around him help me handle some customs clearance documents and household registration of businessmen!"
She wanted her son to ascend the throne, but never thought of selling Dajin to other countries.
Hua Liuli looked at Concubine Lin in shock and chuckled, "Probably Your Majesty also believed you, so this matter did not involve you and Master Lin."
At that time, Jin Jiawei brought back the blue shirt scholars from Yongzhou, but did not mention the household registration. Hua Liuli guessed that there must be other people involved.
When Toffee Lin heard this, she laughed first and then began to cry again.
She was born in a humble place. Although she did not spoil the crown harem after entering the palace, she was also loved by Her Majesty. If it weren't for her ambitions to become uncontrollable, how could it have reached the point it is today?
She has a husband, but the husband does not want to see her again.
She has a son, but the feelings between mother and son are more indifferent than strangers.
"Why are you here today?" Mrs. Lin recovered and sneered at Hua Liuli: "Look at my joke?"
"You are the concubine of the father and emperor, I came here today, just to see if you have a good life." Hua Liuli didn't care about Lin Taifei's attitude towards her: "What's more, do you have any jokes to read?"
"Yes, there are countless flatterers around the queen's mother, so naturally I don't need to take me as a joke." Toffee Lin chuckled slightly, suddenly said: "Queen, you sent the palace back, I have a secret to tell you."
Hua Liuli stared silently at Concubine Lin for a few moments, and raised her hand to let all the people around her retreat. The empty courtyard, except for her and Concubine Lin, the atmosphere was almost strange.
"The secret I want to say is..." Suddenly, Mrs. Lin took a dagger from her arms and pierced her heart.
She didn't want to live anymore, and she would be more troublesome for the new emperor and queen before she died.
However, she used all her energy to pierce her body, and before the tip of the knife touched her skin, she was stopped. Her wrist was firmly held by a weak, boneless hand.
She was a little unbelievable, the fragile flower Liuli, how come such a great strength?
"You..." Concubine Lin was terrified. What was frail and sick, this was all out of Hua Liuli, she was lying! She lied to everyone in the capital!
Hua Liuli grabbed the dagger easily and pinched it on the handle. The blade of the dagger and the handle split into two.
"Don’t cry, because even if you call, no one will come in." Hua Liuli kicked the blade to the side, got up and wiped her palm with a handkerchief: "The father emperor and several concubines are playing in the palace, I I don’t want you to disturb their interest."
"Even if you are a queen, can you stop me alive, can you still stop me from dying?" Toffee Lin sneered: "If I were alive, wouldn't you be afraid to expose the secret?"
"Concubine Lin lied to nature, who would believe what you said?" Hua Liuli raised her eyebrows with a smile: "Is your majesty will believe you, or will the Korean and Chinese officials believe you?"
Toffee Lin was pale and silent.
People in the capital really don't believe her anymore.
"I know that the concubine is not afraid of death, but as the saying goes, people live with a face and a tree with a skin. Now that the concubine is killing herself, she is not afraid that she cannot enter the concubine after death. , For a long time?"
"Are you threatening me?"
"The concubine laughed, I was persuading you."
"What does my life and death have to do with you, why should you do this?" Mrs. Lin did not understand.
"Because you are dead, it will affect the mood of the father emperor. The father emperor is in a bad mood, and my family will be worried about it." Hua Liuli looked up at the blue sky: "I don't care about you, but care about him."
Toffee Lin only thought this was ridiculous, but when she saw Hua Liuli's serious expression, she twitched her lips and couldn't laugh.
It turned out that her life and death had already been less important to others.
"You call the emperor's name and think about it for him. Have you ever thought that he will have a day of change of heart?" Toffee Lin looked at Hua Liuli maliciously, hoping to see the sad emotion in her eyes.
But she was disappointed. There was nothing in Hua Liuli's eyes.
"No." Hua Liuli smiled: "I haven't thought about anything that hasn't happened."
After talking, she turned and walked outside the courtyard.
Concubine Lin looked at the back of Hua Liuli and whispered: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
But she lived lonely in the palace year after year, until the day of her death, beside Ji Yuanxu, there was only one person, Hua Liuli.
At the moment before she died, she saw her son who had been rejected by her.
He stood beside her bed and said seriously: "Mother Concubine, we will stop being mothers and sons in our next life."
She held out her hand and tried to take his hand for the first time. But she no longer had strength, her hands fell down softly, and she swallowed the last breath in her life.
Ji Qichen looked at the hung down hand, remained silent for a long time, and slowly extended his hand. When his fingertips were about to touch the back of her hand, he recovered it.
They are destined to have no mother-child relationship in this life, which is very good.
In the next life, don't meet again.
He walked out of the hospital door and came to the Chenyang Palace. The third brother and the three sisters stood side by side, as if they were looking at the persimmons that were about to mature, pointing at the persimmons on the tree.
Lord Jiamin and Hua Changkong stood behind them, whispering and laughing, the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Four younger brother?" Sansao saw him and waved at him with a smile: "Come, come and see, the fruit on this persimmon tree is almost ripe. Which one do you like? I will let the palace people stare at you for the wait When it's ready, pick it off and send it to you."
The third brother also looked over after hearing the words. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were warm.
He came to them and saw his shadow in their eyes.
Just like many years ago, he walked alone in the palace road and was taken to the observation deck by his third brother and three sisters-in-law.
He is always needed and cared for.
Until many, many years later, he was already old, and his youngest grandchildren had begun to portray red poems. Three brothers and three sisters still like to stand or sit side by side, and then share with him a variety of gadgets.
If there is an afterlife...
If there is an afterlife, I hope that the three brothers and three sisters will still be loving, and he continues to be a cheek to make the oil bottle behind them.
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The author has something to say:
Liuli and the crown prince are pretending and loving in their world.
The country is rich and powerful, the people live and work in peace, and the Hua family still guards the land.
The full text is written here. Thanks to the readers who have supported this article all the way. I wish you happiness and goodbye. Goodbye to the next article.
[Finally, an irresponsible little fan is attached, which has nothing to do with the text. 】
Thousands of years later, a history exam ends.
Classmate A: "There was a multiple-choice question just now, and I asked the famous painter Ji Yanqiu of Jin Dynasty, which genre's flower family? I chose the realist school, what about you?
Student B: "What, he is not an abstract consciousness?!"
Classmate D: "You don't understand this, this Huajia is a representative of the realism and consciousness. This is a multiple choice question."
A and B: "???
Classmate Ding: "There are many portraits of Emperor Jin Qing and Empress Flower in the museum, which are said to have been painted by Ji Yanqiu. In these paintings, the empress is lifelike, and even the hair can be distinguished, which shows the superb degree of his painting skills. "
Classmate B: "But in the museum, there are still a bunch of masterpieces that are covered with his private seal but are completely unreadable..."
Classmate D: "So later generations said he was a representative of the great school of consciousness and realism."
This skill point is indeed a bit contradictory, but the style of the painting that can't stand this one is too big, and future generations can't classify him.
Classmate A: "Let's talk about the historical records of the Queen Flower, which is also quite contradictory. The history book records that she is full of looks, frail and sick, but she has a strong spirit and is a wonderful woman who has talent, courage and loyalty to her life. In Hua Changkong’s anthology, he mentioned the sister many times, saying that even the sun, moon, and stars in the sky are not as good as her. But there are also records in the field of history that although the Queen of Flowers is beautiful, she is not weak and sick, but immensely powerful. He is good at strategy, perfectly inherits all the advantages of her mother, the first female general of Dajin, Wei Mingyue, and is superior to blue. Out of this, an official named Pei Jihuai at that time seems to have Mention."
Classmates B and D: "How can Ye Shi take it seriously? Don't you forget that there are many poems related to the Queen of Flower in Emperor Jin Qing's ink, aren't all those good adjectives saying that she is weak and beautiful? "
Classmate A, who regarded Noshi as real, was a little ashamed: "Yeah, right."
"But one thing is certain." Classmate Ding said with emotion: "The feelings of Emperor Jin Qing and Queen Hua, whether it is Ye Shi or Zheng Shi, say they are more in love than Jin Jian, and they are unique in the world."
Classmate B whispered: "Isn't an expert saying that under the floor tiles of the Jin imperial palace, a prayer letter suspected of Jin Qing Emperor was found. The content of the book is to pray that he will live with the Queen of the Emperor, and never be separated? "
Classmate Ding was silent for a moment: "Jin Qing Emperor is a good emperor. Under his rule, Jin Kingdom is prosperous and coming from all directions. Maybe God sees that he is a good emperor and will realize his wish."
Classmates A and B were silent. After a long time, the classmates focused on the head: "It will definitely be realized."