The first thousand four hundred and sixty-ninth chapters enter the road with paintings
"It's the rainy season again."
"It's better than Xianyang in Guanzhong, where there is almost no rainy season!"
Return to Jiangling, Nanjun from Shushan.
Across a journey of more than a thousand miles, it was clear skies in Shushan one moment, but it was pouring rain in Jiangling.
Yan Lingji didn't like this kind of weather very much. She lay quietly on the soft couch in the side hall and glanced out the window. The rain was pouring down, sometimes mixed with lightning and thunder.
"Sir, the rain in Chu State is probably even heavier."
There are unpredictable weather conditions, rain comes at any time, and no one can predict it. Outside the hall, the sound of heavy rain keeps coming, and there is a restriction, but no wind or cloud comes in.
On the contrary, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery from the inside out.
Because of the heavy rain, the entire Governor's Mansion was silent. The affairs of the political hall were not too big with General Ye Teng in charge.
These are all small things in the four counties.
Zhou Qing was very relieved. The spacious side hall was warm and fragrant at the moment.
Sitting quietly in front of a newly made paper, Zhou Qingzheng began to paint with deep thoughts. After more than ten years of development, the production of paper has become somewhat mature.
At least Zhou Qing felt that the paper he was using now was no different from the ones he had used over the years. To say the difference, it would be refined.
Zhou Qing didn't know how to draw, but the method was the same. When there was no paper, most of his paintings were on silk, bamboo slips, and some bronzes.
In the future...I'm afraid there will be more on paper.
Dipping in ink, the lines are delicate, and what he draws is exactly where the Shu Mountain was before. The Fusang sacred tree stands tall and is surrounded by peaks and mountains. Looking down from it, it is a beautiful scene.
A few strokes are made to show the outline.
On the left, a beautiful girl in green clothes was looking at it with interest, and on the right, a stunning woman with a swaying royal blue dress was also looking at it curiously.
This is the first time I see an adult painting, and it seems to have a unique charm.
"Xiao Meng, Xue'er, try the new snacks."
Yun Shu held a sweet dessert newly made by the chef in his hand and placed it on the table on one side. He took a plate and placed it on the corner of the table.
It rained quite a bit today.
"Sister Yanling, sister Nongyu did this herself."
Looking at Yan Lingji who was sitting on the soft couch not far away, Yun Shu said another word.
"At this time of year, it is the rainy season on the Huai River. Rainfall is inevitable on both sides of the Huai River."
"Yes, this snack is good. Nongyu's craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated recently."
Zhou Qing separated his thoughts, and as he spoke, he opened his mouth, ate the sweet dessert handed over by the little girl, chewed it once or twice, and admired it.
However, the movements of his hands did not stop.
"There seems to be some dried fruit from Purple Dragon Pearl and some other mixed things in it."
The little girl took one herself and stuffed it into her mouth. Her silver eyes suddenly narrowed slightly. It was indeed good. She liked this taste very much.
Sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not strong.
"I don't know what's going on with Sister Qianhong."
"In the military camp, apart from military matters, the only ones who want to talk are Yingge, Xiaowu and the others."
Yun Shu knelt down and sat beside him, also eating snacks.
Counting the time, it has been more than a month since Sister Qianhong went to Wang Jian's army. A lot of documents have been sent, but most of them are about military affairs.
Generally speaking, this can be regarded as the first time that Sister Qianhong has lived alone in a military camp, or even fought in the army, although Sister Qianhong has unparalleled strategies.
But it’s the first time after all.
"This battle will not end in a short time."
"Just wait."
Zhou Qing smiled, feeling relieved about Qian Hong.
After this battle, she has the capital, and she has the foundation to plan for the country. As for whether she can adapt to the life in the army.
In fact...life in the army is nothing. At the moment, Qianhong is just a general, just responsible for his own unit.
No need to take on heavy responsibilities.
I just thought that Qianhong's temperament wanted to learn something from the upcoming ancient war, so that it could be incorporated into her own body.
"Sir, from the document sent by Sister Qianhong, it seems that the Chu State is eager to seek war. I wonder if it is currently fighting."
Xueer was also surprised.
With Sister Qianhong by your side, many things can be shared with you, but they are useless and cannot share your mundane affairs.
"It is Chu's business to seek war."
"Wang Jian naturally has Wang Jian's tactics."
"Sure enough, if he complies with the Chu State's fighting will, then he is no longer Wang Jian."
"Well, this painting is okay. Next, Yun Shu, you go to Danfang to get some cinnabar, and then go outside to look for some realgar, malachite green, mica powder...these."
"Grind it into powder and turn it into water... then it will have color."
Brother Wang chose Wang Jian because of the overall situation of defeating Chu, so he was relieved.
In fact, I feel relieved. Although if Li Xin leads the army, there will be no major problems, but in comparison, Wang Jian is more reassuring.
At least, he rarely asked about the fighting situation in Chu Di.
Holding the pen in your hand, after leaving some ink marks again, when you raise your hand, the ink marks spread, and the entire painting is an achievement.
With the Fusang sacred tree as the center, the abyss with misty clouds, surrounded by peaks, nine palace formations, and a corner of the deep valley of Shu Mountain, where the Qin army guards are stationed, all are manifested on it.
It's just that this painting is in black and white and no longer colorful.
If you want it to be colorful, you need to prepare some other things.
"Yes, sir."
Yun Shu responded with a smile and had already memorized it.
"Senior brother, you have imbued this painting with the artistic conception of heaven and earth, the pure Yang of the Fusang tree, the formless form of the mist, and the unparalleled mass of the peaks."
"There is also a formation falling on it..., it is indeed the return of Wanchuan to the sea."
The things that the senior brother painted are naturally familiar, they are the scenes in Shushan.
But in Xiao Meng's eyes, there is a different color. Recently, his spiritual practice has not fallen, and his spiritual awareness has peaked. He fell on his senior brother's paintings, and there was a vague feeling.
It's really huge.
All kinds of artistic conceptions of heaven and earth are mixed together in one place, round and integrated, inseparable, which is very interesting.
Can painting still be like this?
"Play jade and play the harp, and you can use the harp to enter the Tao!"
"Xue'er can also play the flute like this."
“It’s natural to draw with a pen.”
"As long as you have a heart, the way of heaven is everywhere."
"This painting...is given to you."
Zhou Qing said with appreciation that the little girl can see those things, which is very good.
All things in heaven and earth can be Tao. If you want to break through the profound entrance, you can practice "Sword Controlling Technique", and you can also practice other principles.
Even the secret secrets passed down by various schools of thought are only manifestations of the Tao of Heaven and Earth. The founder only left behind a volume of the "Tao Te" Sutra and nothing else.
I'm afraid that's it.
Leaving behind the so-called method of cultivation will actually make the Taoist's vision narrow and not follow the path.
He brushed the painting in front of him with one hand and stagnated the still moist ink. He blew lightly and picked it up.
The painting was not big, no more than three feet long, so he immediately handed it to the little girl.
"Thank you, senior brother."
The little girl was happy and quickly took it over. This was the first painting painted by her senior brother.
very nice.
"This rain is a small test for the old Qin people."
"Fortunately, there is a military hospital hall, which is enough to deal with it."
Standing up from behind the desk, looking at Yan Lingji who was still lying lazily on the soft couch, Zhou Qing smiled slightly and looked out the window. It was indeed raining heavily.
Old Qin people have been traveling in the Central Plains and Longxi since ancient times. The rain there is different from the rain in Chu State. In addition, the weather in Chu State is slightly humid, so it is estimated that there will be acclimatization.
"Sir, is the power in the river so immovable?"
River water!
Yan Lingji, who was lying on the soft couch, thought of something, changed the topic, and landed on that place.
I am quite familiar with the place. I managed it with Bai Qianhong. There are people from Baiyue, the Zhuang clan and the remnants of Xiong Han from the Chu Kingdom.
Gathered together in one place, the top and bottom together, there are about a hundred thousand soldiers. Maybe there are not that many elites, but the number is terrifying enough.
After all, it was a place where I had worked hard before, but now there seems to be no movement.
"Don't be anxious, there... there's not enough time yet."
He turned his gaze away from the window and looked at Yan Lingji.
That is a powerful force, and you should make good use of it.
The next step will be much more leisurely.
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"Hahaha."
"It is said that the Qin army is domineering and unstoppable. Now 600,000 troops are gathered in one place, but they are just defending?"
“Could it be that Ying Zheng’s son sent them here to intimidate Chu?”
The armies of both sides were in position, with more than one million troops facing each other, and more than one or two million civilians from each other gathered on both sides of the Huai River.
Facing the arrival of Qin's 600,000-strong army, although Xiang Yan felt that Wang Jian's troops were a little more prudent, he should send out a small force as a test.
Unexpectedly, there was no movement from Wang Jian's army. There was no movement for half a month.
The Qin army did not move, and Xiang Yan did not dare to attack easily. He planned to stay in the wilderness as a defense, and even went south to Huainan, dragging the Qin army into a quagmire.
But another half month passed, and the Qin army not only made no move, but also continued to build and improve all the defenses in place.
It seems like he is ready to live there.
In the main hall of the Ruyin shogunate, Xiang Yan frowned. In recent months, he had also dispatched troops to attack the Qin army in an attempt to draw the Qin army into battle.
However, the Qin army just defended without any attack.
Facing the repeated provocations of the Chu army, he was even more indifferent. He did exactly what he had originally thought, confronting the Chu army and waiting for the opportunity to fight.
On the one hand, the Chu army was ordered to allocate its strength north of the Huai River and not to plan to go south to the Huainan lands. Wang Jian...he also saw this.
Secondly, the temples of Chu State... Thinking of this, Xiang Yan frowned again.
They wanted to ask for war, and they themselves went to war.
However, the Qin army remained unmoved!
"General, I think that we should use 200,000 troops from Xincai, Xixian, Xinyang and other places to forcefully attack the Qin army."
"It is the rainy season now, and the soldiers of Chu are not afraid of the weather. The Qin army coming from afar will definitely be unaccustomed to the climate. Moreover, the Qin army's so-called powerful offensive equipment will not be able to exert its due power in this rainy season."
"Let's attack by force!"
The military lieutenant approached and bowed before asking for battle again.