Chapter 16 Most Want to Time Travel

Meng Xinzhi and Zong Yi chatted as nonchalantly as possible.

This was the way Meng Xinzhi could think of to alleviate Nie Guangyi's embarrassment to the greatest extent.

The sisters have a family history of trying not to embarrass someone who is having an emotional breakdown.

This is why, when Zong Yi saw clearly that the person crying under the bridge was Nie Guangyi, his first reaction was to cover his mouth and lower his voice.

Nie Guangyi was so engrossed in crying that when he found out, the two sisters were already within easy reach.

Ten thousand explanations flashed through his mind.

The wind and sand blurred my eyes...

Tacky!

Why are you two here...

Deliberately!

I just learned how to call a giant salamander...

hypocritical!

Nie Guangyi also thought about turning around and running away.

The genius architect's pride stopped him from running away.

What's this?

Wouldn't it be over if you just lay down flat on your back?

Isn't it just a joke to be laughed at by two little girls?

How else?

These two girls were not people in his life originally.

It was not the case before, and it will never be the case again.

If it weren't for accompanying Xuan Shi on this trip, I would take a look at the "fake and shoddy" nature of Lao Shizi.

Nonsence!

Why do counterfeit products start to have quotation marks now?

Just because that family is called Aurora?

Who named this?

Could you please stop being so uncreative?

Nie Guangyi has always had the attribute of covering his ears and stealing his bell.

As long as he is not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

He thought of ten thousand possibilities and ten thousand explanations.

I never thought that I would be treated so tenderly by the two sisters.

Nie Guangyi once had a confrontation with Meng Xinzhi.

Although it was short-lived, it was enough for him to be sure that he had been discovered.

Nie Guangyi's mentality was a bit broken.

I thought about the reasons for a long time, but none of them worked.

Perhaps because they were afraid that he would be embarrassed, Meng Xinzhi and Zongyi turned around and started talking with their backs to Nie Guangyi as soon as they discovered Nie Guangyi.

Nie Guangyi was surprised at first, and gradually became fascinated by it, even forgetting his allergy to classical music.

Meng Xinzhi is still telling Zong Yi about the deeds of the Eternal Art Emperor.

"Did a throne fall from the sky?" Zong Yi thought for a while and said, "Then Song Huizong is quite lucky."

"You and I have different views on this point." Meng Xinzhi said, "I don't think such a fate is any lucky for Song Huizong Zhao Ji."

"Sister, sister, sister, tell me quickly!"

The dream heart follows goodness and flows:

"In the first year of the twelfth century AD, that is, 1100, Song Zhezong, the elder brother of Song Huizong, died of illness."

"When his brother died, he was only twenty-five years old and had no children."

"Song Huizong, who showed extremely high artistic talent since he was a child, became the emperor in such a muddle."

"Song Huizong Zhao Ji was both a born artist and the worst ruler."

"To put it simply, apart from being an emperor, he is great at everything."

"How do you say this?" Zongyi needs enough reasons to be convinced.

"Not to mention sports skills such as kickball. The ancient art emperor wrote casually and wrote the [Slim Gold Body] that amazes the world."

Meng Xinzhi gradually forgot that there was a crying man sitting behind her.

Both she and Zong Yi have turned away for so long.

Enough for Nie Guangyi to leave quietly.

Meng Xinzhi began to seriously discuss Song Huizong's affairs with Zongyi.

"Didn't Xiaoyi go to the SH City Museum before and read the copybook of "The Thousand-Character Essay in Thin Gold Style"?" Meng Xinzhi asked: "Even with the most critical eyes in the world, the Thousand-Character Text in Thin Gold Style is enough to amaze everyone who sees it.

of people, right?”

"It's indeed amazing!" Zong Yi agreed: "My sister, if I hadn't read the introduction to the museum, I would have thought that it was written by a girl. It's just that the lady is too delicate. The whole thing is too beautiful to behold.

!”

Zong Yi sighed: "It would be great if my handwriting could be written like that."

"Really?" After hearing this, Meng Xinzhi had no intention of attacking her at all. Instead, she scratched her head and said, "Then sister is just waiting to go to the Shanghai Museum to read Xiaoyi's copybooks."

Zongyi was very happy, but after he was happy, he felt something was wrong.

Even if she really becomes a master in the field of calligraphy, what kind of situation will she have to put her work in the Shanghai Museum for her sister to see?

After a while, Zongyi's thirst for knowledge overcame the something wrong in his heart.

"Sister, sister, sister, the emperor of art through the ages, should not only be good at calligraphy, right?"

"Of course." Meng Xinzhi replied: "Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted randomly, and he painted the "Picture of Ruihe"."

Zong Yi searched his mind and said, "I don't think I have seen the painting my sister mentioned."

"It was a masterpiece that directly brought 20 cranes of different shapes to life. "Auspicious Crane Picture" set a precedent."

"Is it similar to Leonardo da Vinci's fade-out method?" Zong Yi asked.

"Ah, Xiaoyi still remembers the fade method?"

"My sister, when have I forgotten what you told me?" Zong Yi asked: "Can you please tell me if this is the first time?"

"Almost. Leonardo da Vinci created a painting method, and Song Huizong created a perspective."

Meng Xinzhi explains: ""Auspicious Crane Picture" depicts the crane on the Xuande Tower in the imperial capital. Song Huizong used the composition to place the crane on the top of the beam at an angle that is eye-level with the viewer."

"The angle of looking straight up?" Zong Yi didn't understand.

"Yes." Meng Xinzhi opened her phone, found a picture, and handed it to Zong Yi, "Did you see that although the cranes in this painting are all in the sky, they give the viewer an almost bird's-eye view.

Perspective. I have not seen such composition and brushwork in Song Huizong’s previous works.”

"Ah...that's it..." Zong Yi felt that he needed to digest Meng Xinzhi's words.

However, before she had time to digest it, she was startled by a sudden sound.

"After all, isn't it just that Zhao Ji's personal artistic achievements are very high? Can he be called the Eternal Art Emperor?"

The sound itself is not unpleasant.

There is nothing strange about this sentence itself.

The strange thing is that this is a very magnetic man's voice.

The two sisters looked back in unison.

Zong Yi's eyes widened in an instant and he asked silently: "My sister, what should I do now?"

In the dream heart, the temperament of drinking magnolias in the morning and falling dew, and eating autumn chrysanthemums in the evening is fully revealed at this time.

"You're right." Meng Xinzhi's voice didn't waver at all. "As an emperor, if he only knows calligraphy and painting, he really can't be regarded as one through the ages. Compared with his personal achievements, Song Huizong is more

Like the Medici family during the Renaissance. There is a saying in European art festivals that without the Medici, there would be no Renaissance."

"Huizong of the Song Dynasty was hundreds of years earlier than the Renaissance, and the Medici family was like Huizong of the Song Dynasty."

Nie Guangyi, who was allergic to the classics, suddenly became a defender of the classics.

"Well, I think so too." Meng Xinzhi said, "Song Huizong created the Chinese Renaissance."

Meng Xinzhi often uses this analogy when talking about the Eternal Art Emperor with people who don't know Song Huizong.

But obviously, this analogy was unacceptable to Nie Guangyi, who was temporarily out of the allergic state.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Meng Xinzhi quickly changed his words: "Song Huizong founded the greatest art academy in human history and cultivated a group of artistic elites."

When Zong Yi heard this, he began to have his own opinions: "My sister, are you exaggerating? The Song Dynasty is famous for being weak!"

“Don’t any children watch short videos?”

It was Nie Guangyi who spoke again.

This time, there wasn't much targeting or a bad tone.

He simply didn't want to use any word in the meaning of Aurora to call the sisters in front of him.

"My name is Zong Yi, the meaning of artistic conception, not a kid." Zong Yi doesn't open any pot.

Nie Guangyi said nothing.

He also felt that something was wrong with him, but he just couldn't change it for the time being.

When you are over thirty, you always have this habit.

Zongyi, who was thirsty for knowledge, took the lead and stopped worrying: "What short video?"

"Just swipe through it and you'll get a short video survey of when you would most like to travel back in time if you were asked to choose a dynasty," Nie Guangyi said.

"That must be the Qing Dynasty. There were many handsome guys in the Qing Dynasty! The fourth elder brother, the fifth elder brother, the fourteenth elder brother..."

Zong Yi has obviously watched too many time-travel dramas and has some misunderstandings about the appearance of his brothers from the Qing Dynasty.

Nie Guangyi did not care about this and gave the answer directly: "The result of the investigation is the Song Dynasty. And it is best to be the era painted in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"."

I was so excited yesterday that I almost forgot to code. Today I am missing 400 words. I will make up for 800 tomorrow~

I wrote too little today, so I’m sorry to thank the leader. I’ll thank you later when Piaopiao writes more~
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