Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"This, this... I saw it right, it's Master Wu Yinwu!"

"The No. 1 Painting Saint of Our Time, Wu Yin!"

"Wu Yin, the man whose words are worth a thousand pieces of gold?"

……

When they realized that it was Wu Yin who appeared at this street stall, everyone was excited.

No one expected that the number one painter in Dakang would appear at a street stall and let an unknown person paint for him!

When Ning Fan first knew that Wu Yin was sitting across from him, he was actually a little excited, but after thinking about it, he calmed down.

"Master Wu, please sit still and don't move. I will be fine soon."

Ning Fan wore a veil, but his eyes were staring at Wu Yin seriously.

Wu Yin is in his forties, with a fair complexion and sparse beard. He looks like he has just drunk, and his eyes are still a little hazy.

But after hearing Ning Fan's words, Wu Yin did not show any impatience. Instead, he sat very seriously and remained motionless.

Everyone around him held his breath and did not dare to breathe out. The only sound that could be heard was the swishing sound of Ning Fan using charcoal blocks to draw on the paper.

In a moment, a sketch is completed.

Wu Yin in the painting is almost identical to the one in reality.

Even the eyes are vivid on the page.

"This is even clearer than looking in the mirror!"

“I’ve never heard of this kind of painting technique, this is the first time I’ve seen it!”

"Awesome!"

There was a group of people around making comments, but everyone cared about Wu Yin's opinion of the painting.

Wu Yin took over Ning Fan's painting, his face neither sad nor happy. He looked at it carefully, from top to bottom, every detail.

"Pay!"

Wu Yin didn't waste any time and asked the servant behind him to take out the banknote.

The five thousand taels of silver notes went directly into Ergou's hands.

"Master Wu, what do you think of this person's painting skills?"

"Master Wu, why don't you paint one yourself instead of paying someone unknown?"

"Master Wu, is this person your disciple?"

……

A group of people surrounded Wu Yin, asking all kinds of questions non-stop.

"This person's painting skills are far better than mine!"

Wu Yin left a word and hurriedly planned to leave.

But after walking out of the crowd, he came back again.

"This little friend, can you come to my house as a guest someday?"

Wu Yin asked with a smile.

boom!

Everyone around him suddenly became quiet when he heard this.

Although Wu Yin's paintings are unparalleled, he is well known for his withdrawn personality.

I have never heard of anyone being personally invited by Wu Yin.

"Master Wu, this junior has also heard of his name for a long time! If something happens here, I must pay him a visit at his residence."

Ning Fan quickly stood up and held his hands.

In this era, the most important thing is the character of the literati.

An arrogant prince and a condescending minister, a celebrity and a romantic man!

Wang and Sun are not necessarily guests. When they come and go, they always make friends based on literature, regardless of their status.

If you want to become friends with someone like Wu Yin, you can't even change your identity as a prince, let alone get a personal invitation from Wu Yin.

It can be said that Wu Yin's recognition directly served as the best advertisement for Ning Fan.

Not long after, a long queue formed in front of Ning Fan's stall.

And the people in line are all dignitaries, all of them big shots!

"That must be Mr. Chen Guogong!"

"And that one...that's Academician Su!"

……

Looking at the long queue, Ning Fan felt like a roaring tsunami in his heart.

He didn't expect that his simple sketch would cause such a huge sensation.

However, Ning Fan still forced himself to calm down and paint properly.

Ning Fan's hard work has been poured into each painting, and faces appear on the paper.

As the banknotes in Ergou's hands became more and more thick, Ning Fan's heart finally dropped.

It wasn't until the red sun set in the west and evening fell that Ning Fan had to let Ergou start closing the stall.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, my master has something urgent to do today. I will definitely draw one for you another day!"

Ergou bowed his hands to everyone.

"Your Highness, there are as many as ninety thousand!"

Ergou was so happy that he almost jumped up.

With this money, Ning Fan can complete the mission!

"Let's go, before sunset, we have to send the silver to the Forbidden Palace. I'm going to restore my father's life!"

Ning Fan did not dare to neglect and ran towards the mansion quickly.

In front of the house, they happened to meet the Shen family's motorcade that came to deliver money.

"Your Highness, Sixth Prince, where have you been? My young lady is almost going crazy!"

Xiaoyu's face showed surprise when she saw Ning Fan coming back with Ergou.

"How much silver?"

Ning Fan asked.

"Ninety thousand! Miss did her best!"

Xiaoyu was a little sad.

"That's enough, Ergou, hurry up, take the carriage and take all the money with you, I want to take it to the palace!"

Ning Fan changed into clothes and hurriedly jumped into the carriage.

Arriving at the inner entrance of the Forbidden Palace, Li Chunan was looking around uneasily.

When he saw Ning Fan's carriage, Li Chunan immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Eunuch Li, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Ning Fan looked calm and had a smile on his face.

Seeing Ning Fan's complexion, Li Chunan knew that Ning Fan had earned enough money without asking.

"When you come before His Majesty, you must explain clearly how you earned the money!"

Li Chunan warned.

Ning Fan was well prepared: "Not only can I explain it clearly, but I can also check the details of the accounts."

After a long journey, Ning Fan finally walked into the palace hall.

Emperor Tian'an was on top, overlooking everything. The prince, the fourth prince and other ministers were also listed on both sides.

When Ning Fan saw such a huge battle, he knew that if he didn't complete the task today, he would probably be dead!

These people should be the princelings and fourth masters!

They were afraid that they would not die, or that Emperor Tian'an was temporarily soft-hearted, so they all came to add insult to injury!

Ning Fan glanced at him and remembered all these people. Needless to say the prince and the fourth prince, none of these princes and ministers who came to add insult to injury can be reused in the future.

"Ning Fan, can you complete the Haikou you boasted about?"

Emperor Tian'an's eyes were stern, showing no emotion or anger.

The voice was full of majesty, making Ning Fan feel a chill on his neck.

Although they were father and son, Ning Fan could not feel the kindness of a father and the filial piety of a son at this moment.

The most ruthless emperor's family, Ning Fan understands this very well.

"Father, my son has lived up to his orders. The five hundred thousand taels have been handed over to the inner treasury for investigation."

Ning Fan said loudly.

boom!

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, not only Emperor Tianan showed a look of shock, but also the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince looked like they had seen a ghost.

The fourth prince simply believed that Ning Fan could not earn so much money, so he did not care about it these days. He just ate, drank and had fun at home, waiting to see how Ning Fan died.

The prince is much more vicious and sophisticated, so he secretly sends people to interfere with him.

Not only did they secretly sabotage, but they also transferred a huge sum of two hundred thousand taels from the Shen family's accounts without anyone noticing!

You know, the money that should have belonged to Ning Fan was transferred away without anyone noticing by the prince using the inside information hidden in the Shen family.