dragon pen

The surface of the lake is shrouded in mist and ripples.Everyone was amazed, and couldn't help turning their heads to look at the young man sitting in the center of the hall—the young man's face was as usual, neither humble nor arrogant, nor arrogant, nor impetuous, with the coldness of an outsider... Immediately, appreciative gazes and sighs abounded Yes, everyone knows that the Zhang family has successors, that heroes come out of youth, and youth out of blue are better than blue!

Little did he know that Zhang Ziyao just wanted to cover his ears and find a crack in the ground when he heard these compliments.

Especially when the emperor stepped down from his seat and walked step by step in the direction of Zhang Ziyao——when the bright yellow dragon boots were getting closer, Zhang Ziyao paused his pen, and a drop of thick ink stained the drawing paper. Feeling the urge to throw away the pen and lie down on the rice paper to cover what he drew, Zhang Ziyao put down the pen forcefully, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty."

The emperor made a "hmm" sound, and looked down at the things drawn on the boy's drawing paper——

emperor:"……"

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

What followed was a mysterious silence that lasted for more than ten seconds.

I saw on the drawing paper, except for a few rippling water waves, what is left... The originally gorgeous and huge ship was simplified to look like pictographs copied from oracle bone inscriptions; Some of them are top-heavy or have long arms and short legs, and they are uneven in thickness like firewood sticks. The dolls are densely crowded on the boat that is as simple as a stick figure leaf, and it is impossible to see what they are doing——

Like doing some evil sacrifice?

In short, it seems that it doesn't match up with the moon appreciation.

It looks very evil.

In the end, even Zhang Ziyao couldn't stand it anymore. After a long silence, he put down his dragon brush first to break the silence, with a reverent expression on his face: "Caomin was not good at painting since he was a child, and he only learned how to draw dreams from the elders in his family. The craftsman's 'skill' is not good at 'art', and he is often blamed by the elders, but now he is making a fool of himself, which makes His Majesty laugh."

emperor:"……"

Emperor: "Yes."

His Majesty was more than just laughing, His Majesty wanted to laugh up to the sky, and even wanted to swear: What the hell is this!

At this time, the emperor really couldn't say anything else to describe the shock and confusion in his heart except for the word "huh". The painting suddenly looked much better than his memory...

But even though he was absurdly surprised in his heart, at least the emperor is a man who has seen the world, no matter how stupid the painter is, at least the things he drew still moved, so at this time, he would not be dragged out like a little liar and beat him to death with sticks What's more, there are so many princes and nobles at this time, the emperor wanted to come to this stop to see what Zhang Ziyao had painted, but they didn't dare to come, thinking that Zhang Ziyao was humbled at this moment.

Looking at his eyes became more appreciative.

Only the emperor and Zhang Ziyao knew what happened.

But Zhang Ziyao was willing to sit here, of course he didn't come here for the sake of being funny (really not).

So under the pressure of the emperor's burning eyes, he had to calm down and pick up the brush again, and continued to add details in the painting-the not so round moon, and two wicker branches with uneven thickness and inexplicable hair fluttering on the upper corner of the rice paper, uneven The line is the shore, and there are a lot of twisted and evil stick figures on the shore... Finally, when Zhang Ziyao stretched his neck and glanced outside, and added a full moon reflection on the painted water, the emperor finally felt My eyes couldn't stand the torture anymore, and left in a hurry after saying "The painting is not bad".

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

At this moment, Zhang Ziyao really felt ashamed to the extreme.

In the past, grandpa always said that the ancestor of the Zhang family would crawl out of the coffin because of his anger, but now Zhang Ziyao thinks that the ancestor did not crawl out of the coffin by himself, but was pulled out of the rotten coffin by Zhang Ziyao himself and forcibly whipped the corpse ...

——At this time, even Zhang Ziyao, who is so muddy and can't support the wall, regrets a lot in his heart: I knew that it would be better if I learned how to use both hands as a facade.

The emperor has gone away.

With Zhang Ziyao breaking the dignity of the place.

The young man became more and more silent, and could only pretend to be paralyzed to cover up his embarrassment while deeply self-reflecting. Then when he tried to clean his dignity and picked it up from the ground, he suddenly felt the picture scroll on his waist move impatiently, and at the same time, he heard a message from his ear. There was a soft cry of "meow", and the land man who was still running around on the water had sat on the window edge of the flower boat at some point. The yellow umbrella was broken, and the yellow umbrella slowly turned around, and the yellow light particles spread out...

it's time!

The young man's slack eyes suddenly gathered together, and suddenly the spirit of the whole person became different. When everyone was not paying attention, he put the dragon brush into the brush holder, and lightly touched it. With a wave, a wear mark with water stains lit up beside the stick-stroke boat on the paper, and everyone felt that something suddenly lit up outside the boat!

Zhang Ziyao untied the scroll hanging from his waist with one hand, and threw it with one hand. When the scroll was opened and the cold air hit his face, the candles on the whole flower boat went out and fell into darkness!

——The god of Zhongshan, named Zhuyin, regards it as day, sleeps as night, blows as winter, calls as summer, does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, and breathes as wind.

The land lord sitting on the edge of the window snapped his yellow umbrella and snapped his fingers——

Boom!

Huge thunder crashed down, deafening!

"Escort! Escort! Why did the lights go out suddenly! Protect the emperor! Beware of assassins!"

"What happened?"

"How come there is a sudden lightning and thunder?"

"Yeah, isn't it going to rain?"

"Come on! Hold the lamp! This dark—"

The last slightly lower male voice was Lou Hen. Zhang Ziyao was distracted when he heard his voice, and suddenly heard Zhu Jiuyin's indifferent voice in the darkness: "Where are you looking? Why don't you hurry up and work?"

Zhang Ziyao snapped back to his senses with two "ohhhhh" and quickly sat cross-legged in front of the drawing paper. The water-stained dragon brush landed on the paper and began to smear quickly and randomly—with watery ink stains After being blurred, the lines of the original single boat and characters immediately became blurred!

Seeing this, Tai Lianqing, who was sitting on the window, clenched the switch of the yellow umbrella support with his fat hand, and at the same time, a strong wind blew up, and Zhu Jiuyin snorted coldly. The heat wave is coming--

"It's going to the water! It's going to the water! There's a flower boat in the distance!"

"Strange, why can't this candle light up?!"

"Protect the Emperor!"

"Protect the lady!"

"Come on, it's flooded. A flower search boat not far away is flooded. The fire shouldn't be overwhelmed, right?"

People were running around again, but in the darkness, people couldn't see their fingers, couldn't find their way, couldn't see people, eunuchs and guards collided, the sound of falling melons and wine vessels made a mess, and there were still women from unknown families. Hearing the scream, Zhang Ziyao was terrified. He raised his head subconsciously as if he was looking for something. He looked around in the dark, and he could only vaguely see the woman who was sitting on the right side of the chairman carefully guarding something with the help of a maid. stood up abruptly and wanted to go to the back wing——

Oops!

She is leaving!

Zhang Ziyao was distracted for a moment, and Zhu Jiuyin yelled angrily: "Whose boat was burned? What kind of fire was set on fire? How did you burn the boat next door?"

"I've told you before that you need to get the details right wherever you go! There are dozens if not hundreds of boats floating on the lake. I drew the details of this boat. If you don't agree, don't ask me!" Zhang Ziyao was nervous. When I got up, I couldn't care about anything else, and opened my mouth to retort, "Stop talking! Breathe again! Burn again!"

As soon as the words were finished, another wave of heat hit his nostrils, and Zhang Ziyao wrote again without hesitation, and there were a few more strokes of water marks on the drawing paper that were blurred like flames——

This time, it was the guard boat on the right side of the flower boat that caught fire.

"It's close, meow! It's close, meow! One more time, my friend, meow! One more time, meow!"

"Come on! Who are you calling Chun!" Zhu Jiuyin said in a thick voice, "Shut up! Zhang Ziyao, come again!"

Tai Lianqing's voice disappeared all of a sudden, and at this moment, Zhang Ziyao couldn't care less about anything else, so he raised his breath and this time simply grabbed the brush holder and splashed it on the drawing paper——

At the same time, there was a "boom", and a burst of flames sprang up outside the cabin of the flower boat, burning blazingly!

"Flooded! Flooded! Our boat too!"

"Come here, escort! Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor, ouch! Where are you, the emperor—"

When an ordinary flower boat catches fire, it is called running water.

When ordinary flower boats catch fire collectively, that's called Huoshao Lianying.

The usual mass fire of flower boats even caused the flower boats containing the current emperor to be blazing with flames. It is not an exaggeration to call it a "natural disaster" under the circumstances that may endanger the life of the current emperor.

The cabin was even more chaotic than before. Taking advantage of the chaos, no one noticed that the young man who was sitting in the middle of the hall hastily walked forward a few steps—the ordinary person who was scattered by the broken umbrella in Tailianqing. In the invisible yellow light, Zhang Ziyao could see clearly. The empress who was carefully protecting the wooden box and wanted to retreat suddenly stopped, and he suddenly stopped and looked around blankly. Fear and panic were written on her face——

moment.

Under Zhang Ziyao's shocked eyes, she pulled off the red hairpin from her head without hesitation, and stabbed fiercely at the middle part of the top of the lid of the box in her hand with the sharp end!

The wooden box shook violently, and some animal screamed in pain from the wooden box!

Amidst the bloody smell coming from the nostrils, everything around seemed to disappear suddenly, except for the stabbed animal in the box that neighed through the eardrums. After careful identification, one could still hear the sound of wood being stabbed by sharp claws coming from the direction of the box. There was a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound from the scraping... Zhang Ziyao's heartstrings were tense as if being pulled by some invisible force, and he stood there in a daze, unable to move, his whole body was as cold as if his blood had been frozen——

"Nine... nine nine, open your eyes."

The boy's trembling voice sounded, and in the picture scroll, the giant dragon leaping in the sea of ​​clouds opened its red pupils!

All the candles in the flower boat were lit at the same time, and at the same time, the boy grabbed the drawing paper and "teared" it to shreds fiercely——

Wet confetti flew.

The sound of thunder, wind, and flames disappeared in an instant.

Outside the flower boat, the laughter of the people on the shore came to the ears again; in the cabin, everyone maintained the appearance of fleeing in panic for a second, and the first person to react was Louhen, Lord Rui, who was protecting the emperor with one hand. Dazed for a moment, he raised his eyes and glanced beyond the dazzled boat: everything is as good as ever, and where there is any flame and thunder, it seems to be a passing cloud, a mirage.

Everyone fell into a deathly silence, and everyone lived a life after the catastrophe and realized it later.

When the emperor came back to his senses and realized that all of this was just a big drama directed by Dianlong's pen, he shouted "good painting skills" and applauded with a smile in his heart.

But standing in the middle of the crowd, the young man's face was sinking like water, his breath was like a cow, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. His eyes never left the one in the corner who was holding a wooden box and biting his lower lip. A terrified and terrified woman who was as pale as a serious illness.