Li Yuanying thought Jia Ping'an was a lunatic.

But the task still needs to be completed.

He tried his best to make the blocked section more beautiful, which was Jia Ping'an's request.

"It's time for people to want to live next to you at first sight."

But there is also design.

He opened the design drawings drawn by Jia Ping'an by himself, looked at the terrible pictures, and couldn't help but moan.

"Is this a tree?"

A random vertical line represents the tree.

It's really unbearable!

But there are notes on the side: a vertical line represents trees, and a dot-shaped pattern represents grass...

This method is really good.

The water flows slowly, the grass is green, and the weeping willows are swaying...

Wooden benches, wooden tables...

Pebbles piled up trail.

Chairs by the water...

"Your Highness, it's time to rest."

The old housekeeper was taken down by corruption and is now farming in the countryside. It is said that he is crying every day, saying that he regrets it.

The new official Cai Ka came in and looked at Li Yuanying worriedly, "Your Highness, go back to the fiefdom."

For Li Yuanying, Chang'an was too dangerous.

"go out!"

Li Yuanying waved his hand.

At dawn, he looked at his paintings, stretched his waist, and said with satisfaction: "I am indeed a genius."

He went to Baiqi and handed the painting to Jia Ping'an.

"Draw another one, and then invite the artist to copy..." Jia Ping'an thought for a while: "Ten copies!"

"You're crazy!" Li Yuanying felt that he had met a crazy man.

"Is there any problem?" Jia Ping'an asked with a smile.

I'm easy to talk to, so I'll mention it if you have any comments.

Li Yuanying looked at him and muttered, "No problem, but what are you going to do?"

"Collection." Jia Ping'an said seriously: "Good paintings."

"Collection?" Li Yuanying couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Jia Ping'an then entered the palace.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the palace was quite difficult, and I... I feel it."

Li Zhi looked at him coldly, "How do you empathize?"

Well!

Jia Ping'an wanted to squeeze out a uncomfortable expression, but...

It's probably even worse than laughing.

Forget it.

Let's get to the point.

"Your Majesty, I rack my brains to make money in the palace..."

Jia Ping'an glanced at Li Zhi and saw that he was dull, he knew that this trick could not be done.

but……

"Your Majesty, I feel that there is something wrong with the Qingming Channel."

You finally mentioned the serious matter... Do you want to apologize or deceive me?

Li Zhi sneered: "Say."

"Your Majesty." Jia Ping'an took out the scroll and said to Wang Zhongliang: "Two people come."

Are you talking to us?

Wang Zhongliang wanted to turn a blind eye, but Li Zhi did not express his opinion.

The two eunuchs pulled apart the scroll.

Thousands of miles of land!

Jia Ping'an almost said the wrong line, and after a dry cough, he corrected it.

"Please see your Majesty."

"This is..." Li Zhi looked at it, "Is this Qingming Canal?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Jia Ping'an said unnutritional words, "Your Majesty, look at this ditch. It was originally a place where birds sing and flowers scent, but since the more powerful people, it has gradually become silted and smelly. Not to mention birds, even mice are unwilling to come."

But mice like this smelly place the most!

Li Zhi smiled. He liked such emotional expressions very much because he could see the position of his subjects.

"Your Majesty, this place... Your Majesty thinks how much is the house price?"

"Low." Hearing the eunuch who went to investigate, the place was stinking. God knew what was wrong under the silt. Some people said that there might be countless corpses.

I thought about it and felt that the place could not be lived in.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Li Zhi frowned. If he hadn't found out that Jia Ping'an was very enthusiastic, he would have suspected that this broom star Song Sheng was a routine and a trick.

"Your Majesty, I'm thinking, if you change this place, please see."

Jia Ping'an pointed to the scroll and said, "I cleared the Qingming Canal, planted flowers, plants and trees on the edge, and the birds sang and scented everywhere. Your Majesty, please see, there are benches and wooden tables here one by one. I wandered here in the early morning. When I was in the mood, I sat down, followed by tea, and my friends played chess... How comfortable it was?"

"Your Majesty, look at this place, the winding paths lead to secluded places, and there are small surprises everywhere."

"Walk here for half an hour every day. As the saying goes, walk a hundred steps after a meal and live to ninety-nine. But every day, who is interested in taking a walk on the edge of the smelly ditch?"

"Living is an attitude. Walking among birds singing and flowers, walking on the grassy path, the eyes are all green. The water is rippling, the women are pounding clothes, and they are in groups of three or three. Children are playing with water beside them, and their families are shouting and calling back. Take a breath, full of vitality and water vapor. Your Majesty, the world is chaotic, and everyone has the desire to go into the mountains to rest. But where is the mountain? The mountain is in the heart. This place is convenient for the mountain. At this moment, it is time to recite a poem... I have it."

Jia Ping'an paced.

Li Zhi has been moved by the environment he described.

But... he wrote a poem, this was the first time he saw Jia Ping'an writing a poem, and he was quite excited.

It is rumored that it takes eight steps for Jia Ping'an to write a poem. Why?

Some people have guessed that this person can actually become a poem in six steps, but in order to respect his predecessors, Cao Zijian, who was rumored to become a poem in seven steps, took one more step.

Sure enough, eight steps later, Jia Ping'an chanted: "The bright moon leaves the branches and shocks the magpies, the breeze roars in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers says good fortune, and listen to the sound of frogs."

interesting!

This fresh poem has been missing for a long time.

Li Zhi couldn't help but nodded slightly.

As an emperor, he worked hard in the palace all day long, and he also longed to go out and wander around freely.

But I can't help myself!

So he also fantasized about the comfortable pastoral life, and also fantasized about the days when he did not become an emperor and wandered among the mountains and rivers, but...

I can't help myself!

"Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three rainy spots in front of the mountain. In the old days, I saw the road turning around the stream and bridge suddenly. "

Good poem!

Li Zhi took a deep breath, as if he smelled the fragrance of rice flowers, as if he heard the sound of frogs in his ears, and he even wanted to take a nap at this moment.

"But there is still?"

People are always greedy. After hearing the poems that make them comfortable, Li Zhi wondered if he could still do it.

But then he laughed, "You can't do such a famous piece. But I still hope for the second one, which shows greed."

Although Wang Zhongliang does not understand poetry, he still listens very happily.

Jia Ping'an thought for a while, "I... have it again."

Is the poem a garlic? Come on it casually. Wang Zhongliang: "..."

Li Zhi…
To be continued...