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Chapter 7 Good Brother

After all, he asked for a desk, chair, paper, pen, and several different colors of ink.

The original owner, Shen Yunfan, loved painting, so he was often criticized by the Shen Jiajun people. But today, his painting skills came in handy.

After working on it for an hour, Master Cao's calligraphy was finished in the middle, and he received a lot of praise.

Finally, everyone was waiting impatiently for Shen Yunfan's painting. They found that Liu Cheng was not protecting Shen Yunfan, so they spoke boldly.

"A painting takes at least five or six hours to complete. How long do we have to wait? Is it possible to wait until night?"

"In my opinion, that kid has no clue what he's saying. I don't know whether what he says is true or false. There's no need for us to waste time, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yunfan put down his brush and said hello: "The painting is done."

"So fast?" A surprised voice sounded.

"What can you draw at such a fast speed? This kid is really pretending!"

Emperor Yongkang looked impatient, waved his hands and said, "Let's take a look."

Mr. Xu had a sarcastic look on his face, thinking that he could finally see this boy being embarrassed.

The two eunuchs stepped forward, picked up the painting on the table, and presented it in front of everyone.

In the painting, a girl is chasing a butterfly. Although there is only a back view, the smart movements perfectly express the girl's charming and lively character.

"This... this does look like a little princess!" Everyone was amazed, even Liu Cheng's eyes lit up, and his expression was a little complicated.

The emperor, who was originally impatient, nodded with satisfaction.

"Although the eldest son of the prime minister's family cannot write poetry, he does have some talent!"

Mr. Xu swallowed his saliva and took a closer look, only to find that the lines on the painting were very rough and not delicate at all. They just painted an artistic conception.

This method of painting is completely different from the Southern Wei Dynasty's pursuit of exquisite painting.

As if he had grasped the handle, he hurriedly said: "Your painting is really shoddy. Look at the lines, they are all drawn randomly. No wonder you painted so fast!"

This time, before Shen Yunfan could speak, Guozi Jijiu stood up and retorted: "Although we in the Southern Wei Dynasty pursue exquisiteness, not all paintings need to be exquisite."

"There are many famous artists in the Central Plains. The lines they draw are very rough, but they can draw artistic conception. So I think this painting of a girl chasing a butterfly is a good painting!"

Guozi offered wine and spoke in person. Xu Gongzi was so suppressed that his face turned red and he didn't know how to refute.

Shen Yunfan stared at him and said with a smile: "Watch and study hard."

This arrogant gesture made everyone twitch at the corners of their mouths, and the good impression they had on Shen Yunfan suddenly disappeared!

"Although he has some painting skills, this guy is too arrogant."

"He can't compose poetry, but he has a pretty sharp tongue!"

"Isn't it just relying on the support of the Prime Minister? It's nothing more than relying on human power."

At this moment, the emperor laughed and smoothed things over: "Yes, yes, the three princes have their own ages. I, the Southern Wei Dynasty, are really talented! I am tired today, so all my dear friends, please go back and rest early."

"I respectfully send you off to your Majesty!"

Emperor Yongkang took a deep look at Shen Yunfan before boarding the dragon chariot and leaving.

Obviously, among the three princes, he only remembered the arrogant Shen Yunfan.

Xu Kailin glared at Shen Yunfan, then looked at Liu Cheng next to him, and then said, "Yan'er, you're back."

Seeing that the Xu family was about to leave, the little princess quickly stepped forward, blinked her eyes and whispered: "Brother Xu Yan, you are so good at composing poems, please do me a favor!"

"I don't have spirituality in my poetry. Find someone who has spirituality." Xu Yan was furious, and after finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and left.

The little princess stamped her feet anxiously, walked up to Shen Yunfan, wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfied: "Hey, it's all your fault for making Brother Xu Yan angry!"

"If you are so rude again, I will spank you."

"How dare you!" the little princess blushed.

Liu Cheng urged from the side: "Fan'er, it's time to go back."

"Okay foster father." Shen Yunfan rolled up his painting.

The little princess stared at the painting and obviously liked it, so she quickly asked: "Can you give me that painting?"

"You want it?" Shen Yunfan smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Call me good brother and I will give it to you."

"Don't go too far!"

"Forget it, I know a person who is a great poet, and I wanted to introduce him to you." Shen Yunfan muttered.

The little princess's eyes lit up, she held her pink fist for a long time, and then reluctantly shouted: "Good brother, please help me!"

This girl is very coquettish when she acts coquettishly.

"Good boy." Shen Yunfan was happy and said to Liu Cheng, "Father, please go back first. I'll go with the little princess."

"This..." Liu Cheng didn't dare to stop him, so he could only hesitate and say: "Then you have to come back before night."

"Don't worry, you can do whatever you need to do." Shen Yunfan smiled and said, "Little girl, let's go!"

Seeing him leaving with the little princess, Liu Cheng suddenly sighed, his eyes filled with emotion.

"I didn't expect this kid to have some talent. It would be great if he were my son... Unfortunately, we are mortal enemies after all. Shen Yunfan, you have underestimated me too."

"I am the Prime Minister of the Southern Wei Dynasty, and the emperor dare not speak loudly in front of me. Do you really think that you can control me with those little tricks?"



Half an hour later, in the palace.

A eunuch was kneeling in front of Emperor Yongkang, reporting the news he had found.

After listening, Emperor Yongkang muttered: "A prisoner who was just released actually became the adopted son of the prime minister? Interesting, interesting, keep checking."

"As you command..." the eunuch said, but did not go out.

"Anything else?"

"Your Majesty, Concubine Jin is waiting outside. She said she has a day off today and she wants to massage your body."

Emperor Yongkang's expression changed: "Just say that I'm tired and won't see you."

"As ordered." The eunuch looked strange and withdrew.


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