He didn't dare to get into Yuan Shu, this bastard was really good. He was nearly 60 years old and was injured by him and was bedridden, so he felt uncomfortable.
"That's what you mean, draw it truthfully, without changing a single point?"
"Don't change." Yuan Shu raised his hand and said loudly: "Since you admit your mistake, you must admit your mistake quickly. What's the use of hiding it? You don't have to save face. Just start from here, from the three in front of my house
The cemetery begins.”
Liu Biao frowned and did not answer Yuan Shu's words.
From the time he knew that Yuan Shu was coming to Luoyang and presided over the matter of their ability to make scrolls, he knew that this was a bit troublesome.
The emperor's dissatisfaction is still the second. No matter how dissatisfied he is, he will never be able to preside over this matter in person, but Yuan Shu is a big trouble.
First, he is too familiar with Luoyang, and second, he has no bottom line in life.
Yuan Shao underestimated his shamelessness, first lost Lujiang, defeated Yan Liang, and was captured by him, and died of humiliation.
This is not to save face to his own family, can he still expect him to save face to others?
If all the over-order houses in Luoyang City are really put into pictures and marked with names, the reputation of countless people will be destroyed.
Confucianism values etiquette, and exceeding the system is the most unacceptable behavior of the Confucian school. A literati who regards morality as a literati and over-the-court will cause great damage to people's hearts, which is unacceptable to Liu Biao, a literati.
Yuan Shu was not a scholar and official, so he and Liu Biao had to consider these issues.
But dealing with Yuan Shu in this way is a big problem.
"Highway, if you really want to make all this in front of you, I am afraid that the former official of Yuan's disciples will not agree." Liu Biao patiently advised: "As the head of the Yuan family, how can you convince the public in the future?"
"Who can be without mistakes? If you can correct your mistakes, there is no greater good." Yuan Shu raised his hand and pointed to the sky and said loudly: "Although I, Yuan Shu, cannot face my own mistakes directly. Why can't I convince the public? Do they only accept the disease and avoid medical treatment?
Hypocrite, a true gentleman who can correct his mistakes without accepting the truth?”
Liu Biao almost laughed out loud.
Are you really a gentleman? This is perhaps the biggest joke I have ever heard in my life.
But he didn't dare to say it or laugh.
He was afraid that Yuan Shu would become angry and embarrassed, so he moved directly.
After laughing in his heart, Liu Biao's head hurt even more.
This guy is hopeless, and I'm afraid it doesn't make sense, so I can only try the waters of Yuan.
"Since that's the case, I will draw a picture scroll of Yuan's old house first, and then others." Liu Biao thought for a while and said, "Although there are many houses in Luoyang City, it can be compared with Yuan's old house, but it is not
Many. When I think about it carefully, it seems that only Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong’s old house are the only ones. Why not paint the Yuan family’s old house after painting their old house. How about it?”
Yuan Shu turned his head and stared at Liu Biao's eyes, twitched the corners of his eyes twice, and said with gritted teeth: "Okay, that's all."
"Also, there are so many houses in Luoyang, I'm afraid I can't finish it for a while. I plan to draw one volume and print one volume to see public opinion. Do you think it is engraved by Hedong Seal House or by Suiyang Seal House?"
"Why should we go to Hedong by looking far away?"
"Hedong Yinfang's technology is better, but the price is more expensive." Liu Biao smiled slightly. "Since it is to be passed on to future generations, the more exquisite this first edition, the better it is. It is worth spending more money."
Yuan Shu blinked. "I'll learn about the matter of drawing and printing first."
"Okay." Liu Biao stood up. "I'll make arrangements immediately and start to repaint the former house of Yuan today. You happen to be there. There are some damaged areas, so you may want to mention it."
After saying that, Liu Biao bowed and turned around and left.
Yuan Shu narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Biao's back, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
When Liu Biao was news outside the door, the slave came over and whispered: "Master, I really painted the former house of Yuan's family as it is. I am afraid that it will be despised. In the future, you..."
"It's okay if they don't accept me. Anyway, the glory of the three masters of the Yuan family has ended here." Yuan Shu raised his hand and said gritting his teeth: "But the emperor is not satisfied, I will be miserable. If I can't do it well, Yuan family will rise again.
There is no chance. Liu Jingsheng, an old thief, uses Yuan as a shield, how can I make him do what he wants? Even if both sides suffer losses, I can only break my teeth and swallow it."
The Cun sighed and said nothing.
When Liu Biao went out, a group of scholars surrounded him and looked at him expectantly.
"Repaint." Liu Biaoyangyang raised his sleeves. "Start from Yuan's former house, starting from these three outings. Draw whatever you have and don't save face. If you don't know anything, just ask Yuan Gaolu. Nothing is important.
The size is painted in every room and every room.”
A middle-aged scholar was a little anxious. "When should I draw it?"
Liu Biao glanced at him. "Are you anxious? If there is anything else that is in a hurry to do, you can do it first and I'll find someone else."
The scholar smiled. "What can I do? I just worry that the emperor will be dissatisfied if the time goes on for too long."
"No, we are doing it according to his wishes." Liu Biao said lightly: "It takes half a year to paint the old house of Yuan, and another half a year to paint the old house of Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, and there is a little more in the middle.
Other things have passed in one year. In a year, many people will return to Luoyang and can do a lot of things."
Everyone suddenly realized and raised their thumbs at the same time.
Liu Biao's trick was so clever that as Luoyang stabilized and Jingzhou entered the dynasty, more and more people were returning home. After returning home, they saw that their homes were dilapidated and naturally needed to repair them. In this case, those parts that exceeded the rules were naturally
It is the object of focus.
As long as the delay is long enough, those over-the-counter houses will naturally disappear. Without it, they will naturally be unable to draw a scroll.
The only things that will be left to the world in the future are the former residence of Yuan and the residences of Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others.
Since Yuan Shu is shameless, he won’t care about him.
"You go to Nangong." Liu Biao called a few more people and asked them to go to Nangong to investigate and see which palaces are intact, which palaces are damaged, and what is the damage? Whether urgent drawing is needed to avoid falling out before drawing.
Those people understood and went with tools.
Although Liu Biao didn't say it, they all knew that the Qingsou Sect that Yuan Shu set fire to fire was the top priority. Since Yuan Shu wanted to seek credit from the emperor, then he would first announce his evil deeds. If Yuan Shu burned the palace, it would be fine, others
Even if the order is a bit beyond the rules, the emperor has no reason to severely punish it, otherwise it would be unfair.
Although Yuan Shu is a rogue, he is still not as good as Liu Biao after all.
Everyone acted separately with a complacent spirit.
After a while, Yuan Shu walked out of it and looked around. "Liu Jingsheng, are there only a few people under you?"
Liu Biao sighed. "After the chaos, all the money was unemployed, and the emperor sent troops to Jizhou again. He consumed a lot of money and food every day. The limited amount of money can be allocated to me, so I can't hire a few people."
"Will you draw until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month?" Yuan Shu frowned. "According to your progress, I'm afraid that the emperor will pacify Jizhou and you haven't finished drawing it yet."
Liu Biao asked back: "What do you think you should do? Do you have money? Only with money can you recruit more people and buy more materials."
Yuan Shu put his hands on his hips, turned around and spit out. "There are only ruins left in Luoyang City. There is no place to grab them even if you want to grab them. Where can I get the money?"