Seeing Diao Chan coming in with the doctor, Fu Shou quickly picked up the brush and continued to paint Liu Zhang's portrait.//Fastest update //※※
The doctor checked the pulse, and as Fu Shou said, the headache attack was unavoidable, it was a "normal" phenomenon and could not be relieved.
After the whole portrait was painted, Fu Shou stopped at the place where Liu Zhang's eyes were. Liu Zhang on the bed still looked indifferent in front of others. Fu Shou closed his eyes and imagined someone he had never seen before and only existed in his heart at this moment.
screen.
Fu Shou outlined Liu Zhang's eyes, which looked like they were painted after Liu Zhang, but the light in his eyes was completely different from Liu Zhang's now. There was no defeat, sadness, coldness, or the coldness of commanding thousands of troops.
Spirit, sunshine, confidence, and a smile with a little joy.
This is how Fu Shou imagined Liu Zhang to look like, or what Fu Shou thought Liu Zhang should look like.
The picture in my mind is of Liu Zhang and a woman walking side by side, followed by soldiers and horses returning in triumph. Not only does he have the confidence to control the world, but he also has the joy of lovers finally getting married.
In Fu Shou's heart, if Liu Zhang could live a long life, dominate the world, and return to his hometown with the strength of the Han Dynasty, it should be like this, right? Liu Zhang's eyes should also be the expression of the person in the painting, right?
Perhaps Huang Yueying was too unphotogenic in Fu Shou's mind. In the picture, Fu Shou couldn't help but imagine the woman next to Liu Zhang to look like him.
Fu Shou looked at his work with satisfaction, and wrote fourteen big characters on the side: "Horse and ride together to see the country, and bid farewell to the beauty in life and death."
The writing is graceful and powerful, and it is done in one go.
Fu Shou brought the easel over to Liu Zhang for a look. Before Liu Zhang could see clearly, the doctor and Diao Chan were startled.
Diao Chan said: "Queen, your painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Back then you painted "Night Pavilion" in Chang'an. Everyone praised it, but in my opinion, it is only a top-quality painting. This painting is lifelike, especially the eyes.
It's so expressive, it's a masterpiece, Diao Chan will never be able to keep up with the empress in her life."
"My sister praised me. How can my humble work compare with my sister who is a master of music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"Queen, please don't be too modest." The doctor in Tsing Yi said tightly: "Miss Diao Chan is right. Queen, according to my opinion, it is not too much to call your painting a masterpiece. As the saying goes, the eyes are the finishing touch in figure paintings.
's soul.
The Empress not only outlines the shape of the eyes, but also outlines the spirit of the eyes. Through the eyes of the person in the painting, I seem to be able to see a sunny, cheerful and ambitious man. Through his own
The image of working hard to finally achieve your ideal is really high. It’s really high.”
"How come you, a doctor, know so much?" Liu Zhang looked at the excited doctor suspiciously and thought, Just brag. He must have seen that the painting was mine and that it was painted by the empress herself, so he came to flatter him.
The doctor said: "I am reporting to Lord Shu that I have been learning painting since I was five years old. I have studied with three famous painting masters and have some attainments in painting."
"Then why did you become a doctor?"
"There is no such thing as painting in the four civil and military examinations of the Marquis of Shu. The painters recruited are all for painting ceramics and silk. My painting skills are of no use."
The doctor had a troubled look on his face. Looking at the expression of bitterness and hatred, Liu Zhang felt that if he were to take painting as an examination subject, the doctor must be someone like Wu Daozi or Qi Baishi.
Is my exam-oriented education doing a lot of harm to others?
Listening to Diao Chan and the doctor's praises, Liu Zhang took a closer look and was suddenly stunned. The reason why his feelings were so praised was that the portrait didn't look like him at all.
Well, it's definitely not me, who is this?
No matter how Liu Zhang looked at Fu Shou's painting, it was not him, but he couldn't tell what it looked like, so he quietly took a bronze mirror and took a peek behind Diao Chan, and then compared it with the painting.
The facial features and body are exactly the same as mine, but why don’t I feel that they don’t look the same?
"Okay, take it and frame it. By the way, I must write my name below."
Although it doesn't look like it, Liu Zhang heard Diao Chan and the doctor praise this painting so much, so it must be very good. It might be immortalized, so wouldn't his own name be immortalized as well?
Looking at the portrait, I don't look like myself at all, so friendly and sunny. If this is passed down, no matter how slandered the family members are, it can save some people's senses.
"I will keep this painting for myself, and I will paint it for my uncle later."
When the ink was dry, Fu Shou rolled up the painting. Without looking at Liu Zhang and Diao Chan, Liu Zhang said leisurely: "I can't wait to get it from now on."
Fu Shou's hand holding the painting suddenly tightened, and he made a dent in the scroll.
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In the Chang'an Palace, the sound of the piano came faintly from behind the bead curtain, reflecting a slim white figure.
Cao Cao was half lying on the bench, with his eyes slightly closed, quietly listening to the sound of the piano, and tapping the wooden edge bit by bit with his fingers.
The defeat in the Wilderness Battle wiped out several years of Cao Cao's hard work. The 500,000-strong army was all Cao Cao could muster. The food and grass in the northern part of the Central Plains were plundered, the people were suddenly recruited, and the people's strength was exhausted.
Four hundred thousand troops were lost, and food and grass were depleted in several years. How could this hero not be devastated? When he saw that the defeat of Cao's army was inevitable, Cao Cao almost felt despair.
Fortunately, there is the sound of the piano. Since seven years ago, whenever I fail or despair, as long as the sound of the piano sounds, I can calm down and gain confidence little by little.
Lingju followed him like a shadow. Few civil and military ministers knew about it, and even if they knew, they would not talk about it. A few years ago, some people were ignorant and said that Cao Cao had such a little girl all day long. The relationship was unclear and she had a cold.
change.
Later, this person died.
If nothing unexpected happens, Lingju will stay like this all her life, following Cao Cao like a shadow. No one pays attention to her, no one understands her, and even no historical records will mention such a person.
Lingju is destined to follow Cao Cao into the tomb. Regardless of yin or yang, the hero Cao Cao needs her to be by his side.
"Lord, many aristocratic families in Chang'an packed up their property and fled to the Central Plains from the east gate with their families." A general came to report.
Cao Cao suddenly stopped cracking his knuckles, and his anger emerged: "Go, send an army. Anyone who dares to leave will be killed."
"No, my lord." Guo Jia hurriedly stepped forward.
"Why not? These fat-headed and big-eared aristocratic families are just grassroots and fall in the wind. When they saw that our army was defeated, they stuck their butts out and ran away. I really want to cut them into pieces." Cao Cao said angrily.
Guo Jia knew that Cao Cao didn't really want to kill the clan. After the defeat, Cao Cao had been holding a fire in his heart and he just had to put it out.
Guo Jiadao: "My lord, Liu Zhang is unpopular with the family. He is the force we can use. Moreover, this force will never betray us. We must not kill him like Liu Zhang, especially now that we are in a great defeat. The enemy is strong and we are weak."
, undoubtedly destroying the Great Wall."
Guo Jia said this, but others didn't know that Guo Jia wanted to kill these noble families more than Cao Cao. As a member of a poor family, Guo Jiacai endured too much in Cao's camp. He held a wine-sacrifice position without real power and was not responsible for any specific affairs.
Due to his identity, he was forced to be unruly.
If it weren't for Cao Cao's great talent and strategy, Guo Jia would have left long ago.
In this era, there are few people from poor families who do not hate the aristocratic family. Some people like Yang Zishang hate like a villain, and some like Guo Jia and Wang Yue hate like a gentleman.
"Huh~~" Cao Cao let out a long breath and tried to calm down amidst the sound of the piano: "Fengxiao, now our army has been defeated by Liu Zhang and trapped in Chang'an. What are your plans?"
"Retreat to the Central Plains immediately."
"What?" Cao Cao opened his eyes and looked at Guo Jia: "Fengxiao wants to give up Guanzhong to Liu Zhang? If Liu Zhang takes Guanzhong and becomes more powerful than Qin did, we will lose 400,000 troops, our food and grass will be exhausted, and we will not be able to recover for several years. What will happen?
The opponent of the Sichuan Army in its heyday?"
Guo Jia was silent for a while, then raised his head and said: "Guo Jia also knows that if we retreat to the Central Plains, if no miracle happens, we will have to be on the defensive for more than ten years.
But this is already the best way. The Chang'an Determination cannot be maintained. We have already issued a letter to Sun Quan, making Sun Quan the first king with a different surname in the Han Dynasty in four hundred years. Even if Sun Quan is not moved, in order to prevent Jiangdong from being annexed, he
We must also send troops to Jingzhou.
The Cao and Sun families jointly resisted Liu Zhang. Liu Zhang sent troops to Guanzhong this time, and the food and grass consumption was also huge. It was impossible to attack continuously. As long as we can hold off Liu Zhang's army this time, Sun Quan can severely damage the Sichuan army in Jingzhou, and the war will stop.
It is in a three-legged position.
We and Sun Quan's family are no match for Liu Zhang, but if we join forces, we will be stronger than Liu Zhang, so we have a chance."
Cao Cao rapped his knuckles and thought quietly, unable to make up his mind. When the soldiers brought food, he had no appetite at all.
At this time, a soldier hurriedly came in: "Report to the lord, the north and south camps are reporting urgently. Xiao Furong led the barbarian army and the invulnerable army to kill from the south camp. Ma Chao and Zhao Yun led the Xiliang cavalry to kill from the north camp. Huang Yueying led
The army arrived thirty miles outside Chang'an City."
Cao Cao clenched his fists. Now he was really in a dilemma. Defend, as Guo Jia said, if he couldn't defend, retreat. Cao Cao couldn't bear it.
Withdrawing from Guanzhong would mean the decline of Cao's army and the rise of Sichuan's army in place of Cao's army. Who can be so calm as to give up the position of the boss and be willing to be the second?
A soldier came in: "Lord, what is the password for tonight's patrol?"
Cao Cao picked up a piece of chicken and stared at it for a long time: "Chicken ribs."
"Yes, tasteless."
Cao Cao inspected the barracks and was wondering whether he should retreat or hold on. When he saw the grain officer packing his bags, he immediately asked, "What's going on? The war is about to begin. Why are you packing your bags?"
"Report to my lord, Chief Registrar Yang Xiu said that this is what the Prime Minister wanted."
"Nonsense, when did I say that?"
"Yang Xiu heard that tonight's command was tasteless. Anyone who said it was tasteless would eat it tastelessly and it would be a pity to throw it away. The Prime Minister will be teaching tomorrow, so he asked people to pack their bags in advance."
ps: #tyrantliuzhang# Thanks to Ji Yueguan, I can’t explain the reward from an outsider, and I want to thank Wumingwutian for the 200 reward.