Great Sui Guoshi

The two over there were Yang Jian and Yang Su, and seeing their son coming in here, they couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"How did you get in?"

Trotting over to Yang Guang, panting, he pointed at the feet of the two of them.

"Ask him, a gourd fanned me in..."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and saw a black shadow running over with a pattering sound, his white belly sticking out, and his flippers on his back.

"This... what is... er, toad?"

"Haven't you seen it?! Get out!" Taoist Ha glanced at him, as if he knew where he was going, turned around the gazebo, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Uh......

Being choked by a toad was an experience Yang Jian had never had before. Originally, Yang Su wanted to explain a few words, so he waved his hand.

"Toads can talk... I just don't like it. Let's go and see what's here!"

Turning around, he also cast a look at his son.

"Follow!"

The Chinese people in the hall seem to have not heard the voices of the three of them, and they still comment on the peach blossoms with some elegant words. When they walk to the edge of the cliff, they can feel the real feeling of the wind blowing on their faces and bodies.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, and the huge city below occupied his field of vision. This was the Daxing City he built. The three of them went down the mountain road and watched the scenery of early February spring along the way. Soon, they approached the bustling city gate. In and out, pedestrians and traders are noisy.

Suddenly back to reality.

Chapter 281 Yang Jian's Night Tour in the Painting World

"Take a look, take a look. The newly made baskets can hold a hundred or so catties. It won't be a problem to use them for four or five years. If you are not satisfied, you can also look at the dustpan next to it. It was also made last night!"

"Sheep... just weaned lambs, whether you raise them for the New Year or eat lamb meat, it's up to you!"

"Cooking cakes! Shortbread sprinkled with sesame seeds, made by my wife, hot cooking cakes!"

"Crispy pear..."

The market outside the city was complicated, Yang Jian took Yang Su and Yang Guang as if they were walking in the city of Chang'an in real life, and no one around knew who they were, so he couldn't help but look at the stalls.

With the sound of pancakes chirping, the hawker at the stall opened the cage, and the smell wafted in. Yang Jian couldn't help but asked for one, and was about to touch his sleeve pocket when he realized that he was still wearing a dragon robe. Where could he have any money? Su, the latter is also holding a pancake and munching on it.

"Brother, you see that I am also wearing an official robe, how can I have money, but don't worry, brother, this is the world in the painting, I don't need it, if you don't believe me, look at the peddler."

Yang Jian turned his gaze, the peddler in front of the stall was still busy serving pancakes and scooping hot soup, unaware that there were two pancakes missing in the pot.

"Heh heh... The fake ones are confused with the real ones. Mr. Lu's magic skills are so extraordinary that I thought it was really outside Chang'an City."

Bite off the pancake in my hand, the mouthful is crispy, the smell of almonds and oil stimulates the taste buds, it is indescribably comfortable, but after swallowing it, I don’t feel full. Rao is the majestic emperor in the court, and now there is no courtier beside him 'Looking like a tiger's eye', from time to time, he said something like appearance, and he was in a good mood.

Yang Guang at the back also took one, stuffed it into his mouth, fumbled around, suddenly became interested, and stretched it out to a woman who was passing by, who looked like a sign, causing Yang Su to stare at him.

"Your Highness, be careful, Your Majesty is still ahead."

"I know, I know." Yang Guang curled his lips, retracted his hand, and took a bite of a green pear from the bamboo basket in the hand of a child passing by.

"Look at my father."

Over there, Yang Jian wore a dragon robe and walked briskly among the crowd. He took this for a while to taste, and then ran to the next stall. The next circle of bearded people swaggered through the city gate.

The soldiers guarding the city gate were all big and round. They briefly checked the three of Yang Jian who entered the gate, waved their hands to let them go, and walked into the city. Only then did the three of them feel the details of the city drawn by Lu Liangsheng.

After entering the city, it is a bustling scene.

The blue-brick road is clean and tidy, with lanterns hanging from the high eaves. The store guy plans to put up a stool and blow out the lights inside. When moving the stool, he does not forget to yell at the passers-by. Looking at a newly bought pile of rice grains, he happily passed in front of the vendor who had just opened the steamer.

The steaming meatloaf exudes a seductive aroma, and the old man pushing the cart came back again, bought one and wrapped it in oiled paper and stuffed it in his arms.

Flags with white letters on a blue background hang on both sides of the long street, swaying gently in the wind, the restaurants and teahouses are noisy, and from time to time you can hear the shop guys who announce the names of the dishes and wines trying to shout their words into the street .

"Do you think Daxing will be so prosperous when it is built in the future?"

Yang Jian looked at the bustling surroundings, people coming and going, children chasing and playing with windmills, old people sitting on the benches of shops on the street to rest, chatting and laughing with friends of the same age, and women in the attic often pushed open the window lattice and beat The bedding is dusty, and there are also pretty girls sitting by the bed looking at the bronze mirror, sometimes smirking with their chin propped up, and sometimes sighing resentfully.

Yang Su, who was following the emperor, was also watching all this, and nodded quite resolutely.

"Yes, the Great Sui Dynasty will definitely have a grand event! Congratulations from all nations!"

The three of them walked through several long streets, saw prosperity, went to government offices, and even the imperial palace, and saw a figure exactly like Yang Jian sitting on a throne, discussing state affairs with all civil and military officials, Yang Su frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by the brother in front waving his hand.

"Where there is a city, there is an owner. Mr. Lu just gave us a more real feeling. How could I be angry?"

Turning around the familiar imperial palace, they even saw a few familiar eunuchs, walked over, and soon, the three of them returned to the Xuanzheng Hall, and saw that the government had dispersed inside, and a figure in a blue robe and a white robe was standing there, holding Holding a brush, writing at the long table, with the toad just now on his shoulder.

"Mr. Lu!"

At this time, Yang Jian was convinced that Lu Liangsheng was good at illusion. No matter whether he was killed from the mountain of corpses or climbed to the top of the world, it was not as mysterious as it is today.

The same is true for Yang Su who is beside him. He is good at martial arts and swordsmanship, but if he really wants to talk about various skills, he may not be as good as the scholar in front of him.

After all, cultivation is not spells, and spells need to be studied and accumulated on a daily basis.

Over there, the scholar with his back turned stopped his brush, put down the inkstone, turned around, with a smile on his face, and arched his hands towards the three people facing him.

"Your Majesty, King Jin, Duke Yue, are you satisfied with visiting this city?"

"Satisfied, I am very satisfied."

Yang Jian is not lying, he has been dealing with government affairs for a long time, and he has not felt so happy for a long time. When he stepped into the palace gate, his face was wrinkled.

"It would be even better if the people in this city can talk to us, but I don't know, will the city I build in the future really have such a grand scene?"

"Hehe." Lu Liangsheng laughed out loud, waved his robe and created some wooden chairs, and invited the three of them to sit down.

"Your Majesty, the illusion is an illusion after all, and it cannot be real. I just put it here with the original appearance of Chang'an. If you really want to make the Daxing City, which is still under construction, as lively and prosperous as the picturesque, you still need your Majesty, the Duke of Yue, and King Jin, treat the people more kindly in the future."

Yang Jian regained his emotions from the excitement of visiting the world in the painting just now, and he nodded lightly at Lu Liangsheng's words.

"What Mr. said is very true. The prosperity of the world needs us to manage it by ourselves, instead of living in fantasy. I understand the meaning of Mr. letting me enter this painting."

"More than that."

Lu Liangsheng was not afraid of offending the emperor, anyway, if the other party had a small belly, he would just walk away and continue his own way.

"Drawing this picture below also has other uses, so it should be repaid for the kindness granted by His Majesty."

Turning around, rolled up the cuffs, took the brush from the inkstone, dipped the edge, continued to write on a piece of paper, and the voice continued to speak.

"Your Majesty is building Daxing City. You can put a Fengshui rock screen in the imperial city. Skilled craftsmen are asked to carve all the contents of the painting on it, and finally put this painting in the stone."

After Lu Liangsheng finished speaking, he stopped the paintbrush in his hand, and handed over the written instructions to the emperor on the wooden chair.

"After the work is finished, I will come back and do the last thing."

Yang Su, who took a sip of the tea, probably understood what was going on, and put down the teacup: "Zhen Guoyun?"

Zhen Guoyun?

Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he shook his head and said with a smile: "I haven't reached that level of cultivation, at most, it will make a city more angry and let the people live and work in peace and contentment."

After finishing the work, with a flick of the sleeve of the robe, the illusion in the painting was removed.

next moment.

The eyes of the three people sitting on the wooden chairs suddenly blurred. When the sight was clear again, there was light from torches burning in the darkness outside the hall, and night insects were screaming in the outer corners. Guards and soldiers crowded around with weapons, one after another yelling.

"Your Majesty!" "Duke Yue is back!" ""

"Escort—"

There was also a gentle female voice calling: "Your Majesty?!"

Called softly, drilled into the mind, the emperor who was sitting there stunned came back to his senses, got up quickly and looked around, everything became real again.

After a while, he shook hands with the dignified and graceful woman next to him, and said, "I'm fine." After that, he turned his eyes to the scroll on the table and spoke.

"Put this painting away, no one can touch it!"

At this time, he thought of Lu Liangsheng, and hurriedly squeezed away the guards and soldiers around him, and there was no trace of the scholar. In the darkness in the distance, only the tinkling neck bell could be faintly heard.

Chapter 282 The painting that grows

The clouds were thin and the moon was high, dogs barked in the dark alley, and a figure of a man and a donkey appeared in the thin mist on the long street. After leaving the imperial city, Lu Liangsheng did not leave in a hurry. with lanterns.

An old man who set up the stall was busy scooping up noodles tumbling in the pot. When he heard the sound of the copper bell approaching, he looked up and saw an elegant scholar in fluttering robes leading an old donkey.

Hastily put down the colander, wiped the water stains on his hands, and set up a bench.

"Young master, I only have noodle soup here, if you don't want to be picky, just sit here."

Lu Liangsheng smiled and tied the old donkey, and the master who took the bookshelf compartment held it in his palm: "Don't be picky, here are four bowls."

"Okay... hey?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, looked at the street, then turned to look at the scholar who had already sat down, "Master, don't be too old-fashioned, four bowls of noodles may be a bit Too much, you can’t finish it all by yourself.”

"One bowl, give me this toad, the other two bowls will come later."

"Toad...toad?"

The old man saw a toad in a small coat being put on the table by the scholar, he shook his head and sighed, as long as the customer pays, he can eat a toad.

He picked up the bowl of noodles in the pot, put seasonings on it, poured soup on it, and brought it to the guests at the other table, saying: "Eat slowly", when he returned to the stove, he was about to order a handful of noodles.

A faint fragrance drifted past from under the nose.

Looking up, I saw a woman in a black dress briskly walked into the booth, wearing a little powder and black hair with jade hairpins on the high plate, revealing her fair neck and collarbone, making the old man forget to put the noodles in his hand into the pot, and Even the three guests at the table just now looked straight.

Before the old man could speak, the woman walked to the scholar's table with a smile and sat down, leaned close to him, and rubbed the other's shoulder affectionately.

"Old demon, what else is there to eat here?"

Mu Qiyou was pushed back by pressing his forehead, still holding his chin with a smile, staring at Lu Liangsheng opposite with his beautiful eyes blinking.

The latter glanced at the old man over there, and the old man also reacted, shaking the noodles in his hand with a smile.

"The young master treats you to something delicious."

After finishing speaking, I stopped looking at it and went about my own business.

At the square table over there, Lu Liangsheng added to the old man's words: "Soup noodles, just fill your stomach."

"Oh." Qi You propped his chin and responded briefly, seeing Lu Liangsheng looking at her with a smile, biting his lower lip, and blinking his eyes playfully.

Lu Liangsheng seemed to have been shocked, his whole body felt a slight numbness, and he subconsciously looked away.

...Where did this dryad learn it? Hong Lian doesn't even know how to provoke people.

Cough!

Taoist Toad, who was on the table, coughed dryly twice, opened his eyes slightly, glanced sideways at the man and woman in front of him, and tapped his round webbed head on the table.

"Calm down, I'm still here as a teacher..."

Smelling the hot oil dripping over the noodles in the bowl and the aroma of chopped green onions, Taoist Ha didn't bother to say the last word, staring at the old man as he brought the noodle bowl to the table.

To avoid frightening others, he just put it on the plate and hurriedly urged: "Liang Sheng, put one to the side of the bowl for Master."

"Master, slow down."

Using words that only the three of them could hear, Lu Liangsheng took a piece of noodles and hung it out of the bowl, and Taoist Toad stretched out his long tongue and rolled it into his mouth, sucked it into his stomach, and Xiyou instinctively opened his mouth, Just like a toad, his tongue split into several pieces and was about to stick out, but was hit on the head with chopsticks by the scholar next to him.

"You are a dryad!"

"Is there a difference?" Qi You tilted his neck and looked at Lu Liangsheng with big eyes blinking.

On the side, the toad who had eaten a few noodles rolled his tongue over the grease stains at the corner of his mouth, and smacked his lips.

"Liangsheng, who else do you have a bowl for?"

The fourth bowl of noodles was also brought over, and when the old man walked away, Lu Liangsheng picked a cluster of noodles in his bowl and blew on them, while the steam was boiling, he said something in a low voice.

"Come here soon!"

Sure enough, not long after, footsteps sounded on the long night street, walking into the area illuminated by the lanterns of the night stall, the figure walking, dressed in official robes, with a thin face and long beard, was Yang Su, Duke of Yue in the palace.

Seeing a man and a woman eating noodles at the stall, their eyes swept over the toad who was lightly sucking on the noodles, walked straight over, sat opposite Lu Liangsheng, and unceremoniously picked up a bowl of noodles in front of him, and ate it into his mouth with a snort inside.

"The food in the palace is exquisite, but sometimes it's not as refreshing as the hot noodles. Su Xie, Fellow Daoist Lu, invites you to eat noodles."

Lu Liangsheng swallowed the pasta in his mouth, then laughed too, and looked across to Yang Su.