During the five thousand years of Daxia, the mountains and rivers stretched for thousands of miles and were magnificent and extraordinary.

There are mountains and rivers, plains, ice and snow, and basins.

There is no other land as rich and colorful as Daxia.

Butler Ji believes that "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", which Ji Qingwei has been preparing for two full months, will definitely get Gu Huiyan's attention.

After all, Ji Qingwei is not yet twenty. He has such a high artistic talent at this age, which is simply unmatched by his peers.

Needless to say, the map of mountains and rivers is not something that ordinary people can think of.

Without some skill, you can't even draw.

Even the respected traditional Chinese painting master invited by the Ji family for Ji Qingwei said that Ji Qingwei's painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was unique.

No matter how high-minded Gu Huiyan is, he will definitely be able to take a liking to it.

Gu Huiyan's hand paused, and his eyes suddenly became sharper: "A picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains?"

"Yes, Miss worked day and night for this picture, and her hands are full of needle holes." Butler Ji smiled, "She hopes to listen to your suggestions, President Gu, to see if there is anything that can be improved."

Gu Huiyan knocked his hand on the table: "Okay, let me take a look."

The embroidered picture was unfolded and was five meters long.

The destination is mountains, rivers, small bridges and flowing water.

There is the chill of the border and the smell of fireworks from ordinary people.

In the lower left corner are the words "Wanli Jiangshan" and "Ji Qingwei" embroidered.

Looking at the entire embroidered picture, it is indeed a top-notch product.

"There has been progress, great progress." Gu Huiyan's expression softened, "When did she start embroidering?"

"It started at the end of June." Butler Ji said hurriedly. "When the lady got up that morning, she happily told my wife that she wanted people abroad to see the vast mountains and rivers of Daxia."

"Well, good." Gu Huiyan nodded, "There is nothing wrong with the idea. Let me take a closer look and talk about the specific advantages and disadvantages."

Butler Ji was very sensible: "Then don't disturb President Gu. Let's leave first."

He left with two young men.

The middle-aged man closed the door and felt a little strange: "President, why do you think this is such a coincidence? Miss Ji and Miss Si have both embroidered a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and even the ideas are very similar."

"Hey, that's still incomparable." Gu Huiyan smiled when he mentioned Si Fuqing, "You seem to have the same intention in the two pictures, but they are far different. What did Si Yatou say at the time?"

"Let them see that my soul of Great Xia is spreading my power all over the world and making all nations admire my name of Great Xia!"

At the end of the speech, Gu Huiyan was so excited that he couldn't be more excited: "No one can compare to this level of courage."

Middle-aged people take this seriously.

Comparing this, the intention is indeed quite different.

After a while, the door was knocked again. Gu Huiyan immediately put the slight embroidery behind his mind and stood up eagerly: "Quick, it must be my express delivery!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly opened the door.

As expected, it was the courier guy who came this time.

The little brother walked in with great difficulty, holding a box several meters high.

Gu Huiyan took three steps and two steps at a time, carefully took the box from the courier boy's hand, and immediately took it back to his desk to appreciate it.

The courier boy stopped him and quickly took out his mobile phone: "Hello, this item is payable on delivery. The shipping fee is 92 yuan in total. Should I pay in cash or by scanning the QR code?"

Gu Huiyan: "..."

Middle-aged man: "???"

Miss Si...is she really that poor?

Gu Huiyan glared at the middle-aged man: "Pay quickly!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

Gu Huiyan quickly returned to his desk holding the express delivery he had been waiting for all day, carefully took it out and spread it out.

After unfolding it, when he saw the embroidery for the first time, Gu Huiyan's expression changed.

His hand slammed on the table, and his pupils shrank: "This is..."

This embroidered picture is also five meters long.

It's the same as the one sent by the Ji family earlier.

Even the divisions of many landscape terrains are not much different.

He had previously thought that it was just two people's inspirations that happened to collide, and there was no such thing.

After all, the structure of the human brain is the same, and there are only so many inspirations.

But the inspiration can be the same, but how can all the pictures be the same?

Gu Huiyan had indeed never seen such similar embroidery pictures before. It could be said that they were almost exactly the same embroidery pictures.

If it weren't for Si Fuqing's appearance, Ji Qingwei's embroidery pictures would have really moved him.

Under the age of twenty, he independently completed a map of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, which is remarkable.

However, there is a second embroidery picture here.

Some colors are obviously the same, but the textures are different because of the different materials used in the silk threads.

It’s not scary to have a picture collision, whoever is ugly will be embarrassed.

Especially when the two pictures are put together, the contrast is too strong.

One has both form and spirit, while the other has only form and no spirit.

Gu Huiyan finally realized what was wrong when he looked at Ji Qingwei's embroidery drawings.

It's like copying.

Beauty is beautiful without soul.

Seeing Gu Huiyan's expression change, the middle-aged man said with some confusion: "President?"

Could it be that Miss Si's embroidery was so good that she frightened Gu Huiyan?

Gu Huiyan gradually came back to his senses, but his expression was unprecedentedly serious: "Last time you said that the second young lady of the Ji family was raised in a boudoir by the Ji family because of her frailty and illness since she was a child?"

"That's true." The middle-aged man nodded, "It seems that some monks said that Miss Ji will die young, so she cannot appear in public before she reaches the age of twenty, so that she can survive the catastrophe."

The celebrity circles in Sijiucheng only heard of Ji Qingwei's name but did not know his appearance.

But Ji Qingwei's name appears in every major painting and calligraphy exhibition.

Everyone in Sijiucheng said that the Ji family raised a pair of good daughters.

Both literary and military are enviable.

"That's really weird." Gu Huiyan suddenly sneered, "A young lady who never leaves home or goes out of town doesn't even have the energy to walk around and see the great rivers and mountains in my country. Her picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and

Where did the inspiration come from?”

The middle-aged man was stunned: "Isn't there that kind of VR technology now? Can you wear glasses and watch it at home?"

"You don't understand." Gu Huiyan said calmly, "There are some places that you have to go and experience yourself to understand. What's even more strange is that this picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers is actually from the Great Xia Dynasty. You can only imagine it through history books.

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Even if Ji Qingwei had read history books thoroughly, would he still think the same as Si Fuqing?

"I understand what the president means." The middle-aged man suddenly realized, "The president is saying that Miss Ji's embroidery was not completed by her?"

"There's no need for the Ji family to tell such lies, it's just weird." Gu Huiyan shook his head, "Even the poet Wen Changyi had to travel all over the country to have so many famous poems passed down through the ages. I don't believe that a woman in a deep boudoir

People's talents are higher than Wen Changyi's."

There are many celebrities who have left a lasting mark on the history of Daxia.

The poem is extremely warm and Changyi is one of them.

He wrote tens of thousands of poems in his life, but only more than a thousand have been handed down to this day.

The middle-aged man frowned: "Indeed."

"Send it back to the Ji family." Gu Huiyan put Ji Qingwei's embroidery aside and said lightly, "I thought it was good at first, but when compared with Si Yatou, this embroidery is just superficial and has no spiritual connotation. It's too bad.

It’s far away, come and take a look.”

The middle-aged man took a closer look and couldn't hide his shock: "President, Miss Si's embroidery has an immersive feeling. If it is sent to the international competition, it will definitely surpass the others."

"That's right." Gu Huiyan stroked his beard, feeling proud, "I don't even care who is interested in him."

The middle-aged man slandered: "That person doesn't want to be your apprentice either."

Gu Huiyan reluctantly put away Si Fuqing's "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" and sent a message to her.

[Gu Huiyan]: Girl, I received your "Ten Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains". It's perfect. I've packed it up and sent it to the International Youth Culture Exhibition for you. Watch it, the first place will definitely be yours.

[Si Fuqing]: Isn’t international express delivery expensive?
To be continued...