Li Yuan stared at the painting in his hand for a long time.

No matter from which angle he looked at it, he didn't feel that he in the painting was very heroic, not even in the slightest.

Could it be that this is what children see as heroism?

He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Wang Yu opposite: Do you think he is very brave?

Very heroic, Aye is a superhero. Wang Yu said and made a gesture of holding a long spear in his hand.

The word superhero sounds really happy, but Li Yuan is still not satisfied: But...why are my eyes so big and round in the painting? These are not human eyes at all!

Big eyes make you look good. Aye, don’t you think this is cute?

What does cute mean? Li Yuan asked curiously.

Li Jiancheng, Li Shimin, Chai Shao all looked at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu held his face in his hands and said with a sweet smile: It means he is as cute as me.

After saying this, she made five cute actions in a row, including pouting, winking, laughing, and auxiliary actions, all showing her playfulness.

The four people showed expressions of realization, oh~ Meng means cute and naive.

After Wang Yu finished the action, he continued to explain: I drew comics. Such eyes make the characters cute and friendly. Of course, this is not always the case. Sometimes the eyes will change shape according to the character's mood.

Aye, keep reading.

Li Yuan continued to look at the paintings below with hesitation. Li Jiancheng and three others stood on both sides of Li Yuan, stretching their necks to look at them together.

Not to mention, if you look at it twice, your painting looks quite like mine. Li Yuan commented while reading: Well, not bad, he even painted the siege scene, the foundation is good.

Look, that's Qin Shubao. Chai Shao suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed to somewhere on the painting.

Li Jiancheng nodded frequently: Xiao Yuer's painting skills are really good, every character is lifelike, and the face looks like his own, so he can recognize it at a glance.

Especially in the last painting, the army is displayed outside Huoyi City. He and his father are marching side by side, majestic and calm.

After looking at a dozen or so pictures, Li Shimin's face became more and more interested: Xiao Yu'er, you are telling a story with pictures. It is similar to a storybook, but yours is a picture book.

Wang Yu was a little proud: The painting is good, isn't it? Wen Ji's Room records history with words, and I record history with paintings. Isn't it more vivid?

It is indeed vivid. Li Yuan nodded and praised: Xiao Yu'er, show me every time you draw a picture from now on. This one is much better than the storybook.

Aye, are you reading the storybook too? Wang Yu seemed to have discovered a big secret, leaning forward with his hand on the desk.

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Li Yuan's face, he leaned back and said sternly: Those things happened when he was young, and he stopped looking at them a long time ago.

Li Shimin heard the implication of Wang Yu's words and asked her with a straight face: Have you read the script?

No, no. Wang Yu immediately denied it.

Really not? Li Shimin pressed.

Really not, I am so young, how can I read a storybook, right? Wang Yu is going to pretend to be stupid to the end.

Then I will go to your room to search. Li Shimin strode out.

Hey, don't go. Wang Yu hurriedly grabbed him, grinned, and smiled flatteringly: Hehe, I was just afraid of getting bored on the road, so I brought a copy with me.

It’s just one book, really, I definitely didn’t lie to my second brother this time.

Wang Yu raised his right hand as if he was swearing sincerely.

Li Yuan looked amused, and handed the finished drawing paper to Li Jiancheng, and then said in a majestic tone: I will spare you this time, and you will not take the words. You are not allowed to read it again next time.

Did you hear that?

Yes, Aye. Wang Yu lowered his head.

She went back to her room later and hid the other books tightly so that they couldn't find them, hum!

Li Shimin lowered his eyes and looked at the top of her head, thinking that this girl is too brave. He and Changsun repeatedly ordered her not to read the script, and Changsun helped pack her luggage, but she didn't notice it.

Did she bring a storybook?

This girl really has a secret...

After Wang Yu handed the script to Li Yuan, Li Yuan convened civil and military officials to discuss the next march route.

Unexpectedly, after so many days, most people still insisted on capturing Hedong County first to ensure the safety of their retreat before attacking Chang'an.

Li Yuan's face looked a little ugly.

Wang Yu glanced at him and said loudly: "Aye, since we don't have the same opinions, let's divide our troops into two groups."

It's just what I wanted. Li Yuan smiled and praised it.

Pei Ji immediately objected: Don't do it, Duke Tang. Fighting on two fronts will greatly weaken the military strength, which is not conducive to capturing Chang'an.

What Pei Changshi said was wrong. Li Shimin came out and stood opposite Pei Ji: Now we have an army of 100,000, and Sanniang still has 60,000 horses. Even if we divide our troops into two groups, we still have enough to defeat Hedong City and Chang'an.

force to conquer.

Moreover, Sun Hua, the leader of the strongest rebel army in Guanzhong, has joined our army, and other rebels will definitely follow suit.

So, what are we afraid of?

Pei Ji was so choked that he could not speak. He had insisted on attacking Hedong to ensure a safe retreat. Now Tang Gong agreed to attack Hedong, but he would also attack Chang'an at the same time.

If he continues to object, he will appear to be too timid and cowardly.

Pei Ji closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were firm and he followed Tang Gong's decision.

Hearing this, other people also said: I will abide by Tang Gong's decision.

good.

Li Yuan stood up and announced loudly: Then we will divide our troops into two groups and set out early tomorrow morning.

Changsun Shunde and Liu Hongji led 50,000 troops south to attack Hedong City, and Sun Hua and his troops responded.

The others followed me across the river from Longmen to Chang'an...

After everyone dispersed, Wang Yu thought about packing her things, so she went to ask Li Yuan for her comics.

Aye, give me those comics, I'm going to box them up.

Li Yuan stared at the map without looking at her: That comic is interesting, I will keep it and read it carefully, and then I will give it to you after I finish reading it.

Ming Ming complained that her paintings were not heroic enough before, saying that they were just for children, but now I want to read them in detail.

Wang Yu pursed his lips and had no choice but to tell him: "Put Aye away for me. I painted very hard. One painting took me two hours."

Don't worry, I've already given the order, and they are very reliable in their work. Li Yuan's eyes are still glued to the map.

Wang Yu looked around the room and reluctantly walked out.

When she reached the door, she turned back and shouted: There are twenty-nine paintings in total. Aye has put them away. If one is lost, Aye will have to pay me one thousand taels of gold.

...Okay. This little money addict.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. Li Yuan turned around and looked at the door. Wang Yu had already left.

He walked behind the desk, opened a wooden box on the desk, took out a cartoon of Xihe Fengguan, and then started to draw himself according to the picture on it.

Half an hour later.

It looks pretty simple, but why doesn’t it taste the same when I draw it?

Alas, it doesn’t look like me no matter how you draw it, how on earth should you draw it?

After pondering for a long time and scrapping more than a dozen pieces of paper, Li Yuan was still dissatisfied and couldn't help but sigh: I'm old, I'm old, I don't understand the world of children...
Chapter completed!