Sui Jiu Dan blue half-pin

After the man in black fell.

The dead man picked him up and dragged him in front of Lord Jia and the son-in-law, leaving a long bloodstain on the ground, which was shocking.

Prince Jia laughed horribly, walked over and tore off the black cloth from the man in black's face, his eyes were vicious like scorpions.

"The famous Li Huo, how capable I am! It just fell into the hands of this king! Hahahaha!"

"Pooh!"

The man in black spat a mouthful of blood at Lord Jia, and roared: "Sooner or later, Lord Yan will accept you for the common people!"

Lord Jia raised his hand to wipe off the blood foam on his face, trembling with anger.

"Come here! Cut off his head! This king wants to hang it on the city wall! Let all the Red Turbans see that their leader has been killed by this king!"

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, the man in black was dragged to the center of the courtyard and had his head chopped off.

The moment the head was beheaded, Jie Ao's face turned pale.

Linglong even threw herself into Su Shiqing's arms, crying uncontrollably.

Su Shiqing suddenly closed her eyes, not daring to imagine what would happen if that person was Jie Ao...?

……

Inside the hospital.

The doctor was carefully treating the wound on Jie Ao's arm, and Zhou Yuran was beside him.

Su Shiqing stood outside the door, not daring to go in.

He didn't come out from behind the tree until Zhou Yuran left.At this moment, Jie Ao's wound has been bandaged.

The doctor said: "Young master, please rest here tonight, and I will come back tomorrow morning to change the dressing for you."

Jie Ao nodded: "Thank you, Doctor."

After the doctor left, Su Shiqing walked in quietly.

Jie Ao looked at him, surprised and said: "Why did you follow here?"

Su Shiqing thought of the scene just now, and couldn't help but feel palpitations. Looking at the place where he bandaged, she asked, "Does it hurt?"

This was the second time he saw Jie Ao injured.

"It didn't hurt the vitals, so you don't have to worry."

Jie Ao looked outside the house vigilantly, and closed the door after making sure no one was following him.

He turned around and put his arms around Su Shiqing's shoulders and said, "Don't leave the painting academy these few days, lest you be recognized by Prince Jia."

Su Shiqing nodded, her face was as pale as a paper man.

"What's wrong? You look so pale." Jie Ao stroked his shoulder, "Are you scared?"

"Yes, I'm scared!"

Su Shiqing threw herself into his arms, feeling his strong heartbeat, as if she could feel at ease in this way.

Jie Ao held his hand, put his chin on the top of his head, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, this move tonight looks dangerous, but in fact we have already grasped the opportunity."

"So, everything tonight is a game you set up?"

"Almost, but as you guessed, there are spies in the Red Turban Army. We still have to be careful, otherwise we may lose all our previous efforts. So these days, we plan to..."

Hearing this, Su Shiqing covered his mouth: "You don't need to tell me these things, I believe you."

Jie Ao lightly smiled and kissed his lips: "It's really hard for you, you worry about me every day."

Su Shiqing held his face and kissed it deeply, this was the first time he was so proactive.

Jie Ao hugged him, deepened the kiss, and couldn't help but put his hand into his clothes...

Su Shiqing quickly stopped, and reprimanded: "You are still injured, don't move around!"

"I was injured on my hand, not there."

"This is a medical center, why can't you be quiet?"

"I miss you so much, do you want me to go crazy?"

Su Shiqing blushed: "..."

……

The next day.

The head of Lihuo's stand-in was hung on the city wall, and notices were plastered inside and outside the city that the leader of the Red Scarf Army was arrested and killed.

The common people talked a lot. As far as the current situation is concerned, it seems that it is quite unfavorable for the Red Scarf Army, but this is exactly what Jie Ao expected. They must be patient and wait for the best opportunity.

Dong Zhai.

The wind is blowing towards the lush leaves, and the green waves seem to be sinking, rolling up waves.

The sun was shining strongly, and the Academy of Painting was the same as at any time, only Cicada was clamoring enthusiastically.

Su Shiqing was lying on the bed looking at the beams, feeling so hot that she couldn't sleep at all.

Liu Shihao stared at the carp in the tank, and had been drawing for a full hour.Recently he has been practicing drawing fish, drawing all kinds of fish.

Su Shiqing looked at him, recalling her former self.

In order to draw, I don’t know how many brushes are worn out, and I often forget to eat and sleep. In order to be able to observe the paintings, he does all kinds of crazy things, even knowing the law and breaking the law to become a "skillful hand"...

But now, he has no fighting spirit at all.

He doesn't understand the meaning of painting, neither can he save Shao Erxue, nor can he help Jie Ao, nor can he save this country.

Liu Shihao stopped to rest, then looked at Su Shiqing who was on the bed, and said, "Meisheng, come and help me see why this fish can't always be drawn well?"

Su Shiqing went over to have a look, and found that his skill in painting fish was quite superb.

It's just because the fish in the tank are all observed, most of them are static, so some changes are lacking, and there are similarities.

To draw a fish, one must not only observe its shape, but also observe its dynamics, which must be combined.

Some hook first and then hook, some first hook and then hook, the method varies with different fish, and sometimes you can use different methods to draw the same fish.

"Brother Shi Hao, you have to draw this fish in different fish and states. When the fish is still in the water, although it looks motionless on the surface, there are still some fluctuations. For example, the fins on the chest and abdomen will swing slightly. The caudal fin moves less, but different fish are different, like the long tail of a goldfish, which is drooping."

As Su Shiqing spoke, she naturally picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, then outlined the shape of the goldfish with ink lines on the paper, and then used the combination of thick and light ink to paint the structure and outline of each part.

I have drawn several goldfishes in different states one after another, and each one is as vivid as if it is about to jump out of the paper.

"For carp, I usually draw the back first with Zhu Zhe, then draw the outline with my hands, then gradually fill in the details, and finally add dark red and black stripes. For black fish... it is best to add some duckweed, flowers and so on, so that Fish hide among flowers and leaves..."

Liu Shihao stared at Su Shiqing's dexterous brushwork seriously, and depicted lively fish after another on the paper. While he was amazed and excited, he also felt a little jealous.

"How can you draw so exquisitely?"

Also observing fish, Su Shiqing's paintings are more detailed and vivid, not as rigid as his.

"I observe as many fish as you do. Back then, in order to draw fish, I often held my breath underwater."

At that time, he would often hold a bamboo pole and dive underwater to observe the shape and movement of the fish. After observing for several months, his skin and eyes were blistered, which could be described as madness.

Liu Shihao sighed: "But recently, the person who used to have a sincere heart for painting has disappeared. How long are you going to live in such a decadent life?"

Su Shiqing threw away the pen in his hand, and said indifferently: "I don't need you to take care of my business."

Liu Shihao felt helpless.

"Is it because of Master Shao?"

"Yes! Brother Han Su was exiled because of me! What's the use of painting? Now the whole country is in the midst of wind and rain. As men, we didn't go to defend our home and country, but we hid here all day long." What does reciting poems and painting look like?"

It's better to give up your pen and join the army like Jie Ao, and do your part for the people.

"Who said that you can't paint after saving the country? Isn't a country like yours worthless?"

Su Shiqing was left speechless by Liu Shihao's question, and could only shout angrily: "Stop talking! I will leave the painting academy in two days and join the army!"

After finishing speaking, he walked outside angrily.

"Are you crazy?" Liu Shihao looked shocked, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Do you tube!"

Looking at Su Shiqing's leaving back, Liu Shihao sighed regretfully.

……

The setting sun wraps around the end of the sky like silk and satin, dyed with brilliant and colorful colors.

Inside the Prince's Mansion.

The crown prince picked up a pen and slowly sketched on the white paper. The lines were sometimes rough and sometimes delicate, making it hard to see what he was drawing for a while.

The third prince frowned, but he immediately hid his expression and waited for the crown prince to speak.

Gradually, under the combination of wandering lines, the head, body and tail are gradually revealed.

The crown prince smiled habitually, a smile that was completely unaffected by emotion, like a mask.

"What actions have you taken recently?"

The third prince quickly replied: "Uncle Jiahuang is leading troops to encircle and suppress the rebels in Luzhou, but it feels a little strange. The leader of the rebels, Li Huo, has been killed by us, but his momentum is still rampant."

The crown prince smiled indifferently.

Dip the tip of the pen in clear water, then write down steadily, rubbing off the layered texture of the scales, and finally outline the whiskers with the tip of a wolf's hair. At this point, a silver dragon that calls the wind and rain is completely leaping on the paper.

"Everything strange in the world has a flaw."

"Brother Huang, what do you mean... something went wrong with us?"

"Do you think that head on the city wall is really Lihuo?"

The third prince was taken aback: "It's not! No wonder the rebels are so arrogant!"

The crown prince said coldly: "Think more about everything, and if the person you use doesn't have a handle, you can't believe it all."

"Understood, brother." The third prince nodded, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, brother, how is father's condition?"

The action of picking up the pen suddenly stopped, and the crown prince looked at the painting thoughtfully.

"It's always been under control, but... you have to be careful what you say, after all, things that win the hearts of the people can't go as you wish for the time being."

"It's the emperor."

The meaning of the crown prince is very clear. Emperor Song who is seriously ill is just his puppet. Only when Emperor Song's "condition" is stable can he use this time to consolidate his strength and status.

The tip of the pen continued to move, drawing the stormy waves, and the water-breaking dragon was about to be completed. The dragon's claws floated on the stormy waves, which was impressive, but this dragon had no eyes...

Crown Prince: "Just paint the eyeballs, but now is not the time."

The third prince looked up at You Long, who symbolized the emperor, and remained silent, not daring to make any judgments.

"Okay, you go back."

The third prince lowered his head and quietly retreated.

When passing by the wine street.

A wobbly person came out of the wine shop, the appearance of that person made the Third Prince stop in his tracks.

Su Shiqing's drunken expression and blurred eyes are as unforgettable as thorns, and the throbbing when they look at each other makes him miss it very much.

But what is going on with this man's attire?She even walked out of a wine shop full of men. Could it be that she is selling herself here?

...Thinking of this, the third prince's eyes revealed a strange light, as if a thorn was in his throat, and his anger was beyond words.

A surge of heat surged into his heart, making him want to bring Su Shiqing back to the mansion.

A like-minded drinking buddy grabbed Su Shiqing to ask.

"Is this going back?"

Su Shiqing waved her hand: "Come back tomorrow."

"Then you slow down."

The third prince standing at the corner gestured to the subordinates beside him, and the subordinates understood, and walked towards Su Shiqing.

Su Shiqing was walking unsteadily on the street, she looked like a cute child who was full of curiosity about everything.

In the dark alley, with the cold wind blowing from behind, Su Shiqing trembled all over, feeling something was wrong.

Just as he was about to turn around, there was a dull blow to the back of his head, his body shook like a piece of wood floating on water, and his vision gradually blurred.

Until he saw a figure holding himself onto his shoulders, then he was completely plunged into darkness and passed out.

When being brought into the third prince's mansion, Luo Ying, who was in Su Shiqing's arms, fell out and landed in the corner under the pillar.

That night.

Jie Ao rushed back to Jincheng with the secret order of Lord Jia, the purpose is to lure the third prince to send troops to Luzhou to support Lord Jia, so as to catch them all.