Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

When Zhu Yujun saw him coming, his expression quickly became dignified and humble.

"Please, sir, don't blame me for inviting you so rashly. It's really hard to hold back after seeing the master's superb methods."

"What do you want, son?"

Gu Shengyu understood in seconds, strode up to him, glanced across the deserted second floor out of the corner of his eye, and thought about it—this was cleared.

Zhu Yujun turned the handle of the fan. It seemed that when he was hesitating, he always liked to move some small things that could move at hand.

"What do you think I am, sir?"

Gu Shengyu calmly said: "Those who want to calculate never ask for divination, and those who hesitate never ask for divination. Do you know why?"

Zhu Yujun shook her head honestly.

Gu Shengyu said calmly: "I am anxious because I think about it, and I am suspicious because I am anxious, that's all."

There was a look of enlightenment in Zhu Yujun's eyes, and he continued to ask in a more respectful tone: "What kind of attitude does the hesitant person look in the eyes of Mr.?"

"Without him, my heart is uncertain," Gu Shengyu said calmly: "Is it because of your status that you can't ask, or is it because of your heart that you can't ask?"

What he said seems to be implying something, but fortunately there is no one around Zhu Yujun, otherwise Gu Shengyu's words seem to be suspected of spying on the identity of the emperor.

Zhu Yujun was silent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, you really understand everything."

The Daqing Dynasty seemed to be prosperous and prosperous, but with the height of the temple and the distance of the emperor, who knew what Zhu Yujun was worrying about?

"What do you know about court affairs, sir?" Zhu Yujun took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Gu Shengyu.

Gu Shengyu didn't take it, his expression was still so distant and deep.

Zhu Yujun looked at it, smiled, and said to himself: "Cai Xiang controls the government, and the emperor is powerless. It's okay now, but it will inevitably change after a long time. Since the sir knows the identity of the subordinate, then... I also Don't hide anything, just ask Mr. to count on this."

Only then did Gu Shengyu pick up the teacup, looked at the clear green soup contained in the fine porcelain and said, "Divination can never be at ease."

Zhu Yujun followed kindness and said, "Then how can I make me feel at ease?"

Gu Shengyu wrote a word on the desktop.

Zhu Yujun's eyes moved slightly, "Is this what Mr. means?"

Gu Shengyu pointed to the sky and said, "God's will."

Zhu Yujun laughed suddenly: "Well said! Well said! God's will, I am the Son of Heaven, and God's will will follow me!" After saying that, he stood up, cupped his hands at Gu Shengyu and said, "He Er Xiaoyuan is in the next private property. , if you don’t have a place to stay, sir, you might as well go here.”

Gu Shengyu drank the tea slowly, looked up at the dignified Emperor Daqing, who looked like the Nine Dragons ascending to heaven, and said, "My name is Gu Shengyu, and if you have anything to ask, come and ask me with Er Xiaoyuan."

This is promised.

Zhu Yujun's expression moved slightly, knowing that her proposal was agreed, she couldn't help being in a good mood.

"Then Mr. Gu, don't blame me for interrupting."

Gu Shengyu nodded casually.

The two chatted a few more words, and Zhu Yujun, who couldn't come out for too long, said goodbye and left. Before leaving, he sighed that Mr. Gu was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. If he entered the court, he would be a humerus. Li Ren was greatly surprised.He had never heard such an evaluation from his majesty, and he couldn't help marking Gu Shengyu's existence as an inviolable mark in his heart, and then ordered the people in Heer Xiaoyuan to serve Mr. Gu well and not neglect him.

In this way, a hexagram was exchanged for the thickest thigh hug in this dynasty, and Gu Shengyu said it was worth it.

Afterwards, Gu Shengyu, who had no worries about eating and drinking, began to learn the knowledge imparted by the big bosses with his heart, and then the waiters in the small garden were amazed by the knowledge of the master, and at the same time, they were in awe of his moodiness.

Zhu Yujun in the palace also received various messages implying Gu Shengyu's supernatural powers, praising him as a master of rare talents that is hard to find in the world.

Knowing that the other party has built a new pharmacy, and knowing what kind of horse he has met, Zhu Yujun is also secretly happy that his name, Bole, is not mistaken.

As far as the current situation is concerned, Gu Shengyu is at least a high-end knowledgeable talent who knows everything about medicine, astrology and divination.

Thinking back to the white silk that Gu Shengyu threw casually in the yard a few days ago and was brought up by his subordinates, it happened to be written on the flood that he had been worrying about these few days.

This article is impeccable from the point of view of strategy and theory. It perfectly describes the cause of the flood, the scope of the damage, and the solution.

A line of words, the ink is heavy and the water is flying, and the corners of the eyes are like antelope horns, no trace can be found!

Zhu Yujun almost kept it in his collection. It is different from the writing style of any generation of celebrities. He seems to be a self-contained master of calligraphy. Why not let him see Lie Xinxi?But looking at the astonished eyes of the waiter, he didn't stay cheeky after all, but sent a letter to Gu Shengyu afterwards, asking if the other party could write a letter for himself.

These days, Gu Shengyu was studying calligraphy, painting, and geography with three teachers. The flood incident was completely random. The geography teacher happened to teach there, so he just practiced calligraphy.

After he wrote with rags that time, Gu Shengyu found that he has the elegance of painting on cloth... But such a prodigal way, that is, he was able to do it when he was kept by the emperor, and he is usually very thrifty .

As for the servants looking at him with more reverence in private, Gu Shengyu said that he was used to it.

Every time I teach the body, I change people. Until now, it has not been reported that the owner of Xiaoyuan is mentally ill. I have already covered it up.

Thinking about it, the strokes are a little more, and this beautiful meticulous painting has a little more flaws.

At this time, Gu Shengyu will feel that ink painting is more majestic than fine brushwork, because it is impossible to tell if there is more strokes or less strokes in ink strokes!

Sighing, Gu Shengyu repaired that stroke and changed it into a fan.

The ladies were playing and playing in the garden with their cloaks, but some of them were sitting in the pavilion, chatting about the mountains and rivers of the world, some women started to paint, and some women held folding fans, not inferior to men.

This painting is really reshaped to the extreme, the women are so beautiful that they are different, and even their appearances are lifelike, in various poses and with different expressions.

Putting down the pen, rubbing his shoulders, Gu Shengyu turned his head thoughtfully.

"If you like it, take it."

After speaking, he left calmly, and the painting in place immediately disappeared.

Zhui Ming went all the way back to Zhugehou's Mansion with a heartbeat, and took out the painting from his arms, his face still blushing.

Embarrassed by being discovered, or he went to see the residents in the small garden out of curiosity, but was pointed out by the other party and sent something embarrassingly, and he couldn't tell the difference.

I just know he's so pretty!

"Big Brother!"

Patting his face, Zhui Ming ran towards Wu Qing's place.

The world's first-class lightness kung fu, almost as soon as he saw others, he had already appeared in front of his eyes.

Wuqing is dressed in white clothes like water, and his expression is calm. Except for chasing his life to hand over the painting and pausing when he saw what was painted inside, he has always maintained a quiet aura, and no one else can make noise when he looks at it.

Because of this, Chasing Ming, who is flamboyant, often becomes soft-spoken in front of him, as if afraid of shocking him.

His ruthless gaze rested on the fan in the lady's hand, and he asked: "It seems that the person the official met this time is not a person with evil intentions."

Zhui Ming was at a loss: "Why do you say that?"

Wuqing said: "A person with such ambition must have unspeakable righteousness."

"so……?"

Seeing that Zhuiming was still unclear, he shook his head ruthlessly, and pushed the wheelchair to move towards his small building. Seeing this, Zhuiming hurriedly pushed behind him to help him.

"Brother, I really don't understand."

Ruthless: "What would you think if a woman held a man's folding fan?"

Zhui Ming tilted his head and thought for a while, "...No problem, right? It's just a folding fan?"

"But that is a challenge for men nowadays," Wuqing said indifferently, "Folding fans have always been a gentleman's elegant tool, and women's fans are more delicate, and they are not so much righteousness as beauty. A woman sits and chats in a pavilion, a woman paints with a brush, her posture is magnificent, a woman has a straight waist and straight eyebrows, she seems to be a learned person who talks about the past and the present, and the last woman is holding a folding fan, with a romantic expression, which can be compared with other women. For the gentleman, the metaphor of speaking generously and helping the country is in contrast to the rest of the boudoir girls who are playing among the flowers."

Having said that, he sighed ruthlessly, and said in a firm tone: "This person will never harbor evil intentions!"

Zhui Ming: "...Eldest brother is really amazing."

To be able to see so much content, obviously in my eyes, it's just a group of girls playing around.

Shaking his head ruthlessly: "Zuiming, generally when you think of paintings that allude to the world, which painting method do you want to use?"

Zhui Ming: "Uh... Shanshui?"

"Yes, ink and wash!" There seemed to be a strange look on Wuqing's face, "Ink and wash have been said to be difficult to paint since ancient times. It can be said that fine brushwork emphasizes shape, and ink and wash emphasizes meaning. Only ink and wash want to convey meaning! But this person This painting uses exquisite and elegant fine brushwork, and the delicate woman with all kinds of postures implicitly tells the changing trend of the world, and the form of leaving blank is almost unheard of!"

Zhui Ming listened half-understood, until Zhuge Zheng I saw this painting, and blurted out praise: "I have seen mountains and rivers become magnificent, but now I know that the brush and ink are sharp! Where did this painting come from? When was it in Beijing?" Such a master is here?"

Chasing life: "..."

Wuqing told about the matter of chasing his life and Er Xiaoyuan, Zhuge Zheng and I pondered for a moment and said: "The emperor has such a good friend, and the old man is at ease." Speaking of this, he couldn't stop sighing: "It's the old man who is useless, otherwise Cai Jing wouldn't have swelled up to this point, making it difficult for the master to rest assured."

"It's not to blame Uncle Shi." Wu Qing immediately persuaded him, and Zhui Ming agreed again and again: "Old Cai Jing is obviously greedy and cunning, how can you blame Uncle Shi?"

Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head and said, "You guys are going to investigate Heer Xiaoyuan's people, aren't you also worried that there will be another Cai Jing?"

Ruthless dumb.

Zhuge Zhengwo raised his old but never dim eyes, and his wise eyes fell on Wuqing.

"Are you relieved of this person?"

Ruthless: "..." nodded.

Zhuge Zhengwo smiled and said: "There are still many people with righteous hearts in the world... There are also many people with great ambitions."

Thinking of the woman holding a fan in Gu Shengyu's painting, the old man who founded the Shenhou Mansion, who was both in the Jianghu and in the court, had a strange expression on his face.

The old man, whose real name was Zhuge Xiaohua, nicknamed Zhuge Shenhou, and who was now named Zhuge Zhengwo, met the ruthless and life-seeking eyes of two of the four famous arresters. After a pause, he added a sentence honestly.

He smiled heartlessly.

Zhuge Zhengwo coughed twice before saying: "Everyone in the capital knows that Heer Xiaoyuan is His Majesty's private property. Now that someone is living in it, we must not be the only ones investigating. Just in case, you should take care of it, especially the people from Cai Jing, don't give them a chance."

"Yes."

He answered ruthlessly and seriously.