Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

Yes!It's that embarrassing!Yu Qian drew the drawings very carefully, and marked the size of every detail. A long scroll is three feet wide and two meters long, with more than 20 detailed drawings!

Hidden table in the book: In fact, it is not all detailed pictures, six of them are from the top, bottom, front, back, left, and right directions, and two pictures are how to assemble.

Yu Qian has seen a lot of ordnance drawings, but he has never drawn them himself. Now when he draws by himself, he doesn't know how detailed the drawings should be. The more detailed the better.

But I can't pick it up!

When the emperor Yu Qian cast the spell, he could see the scroll of drawings, but he couldn't touch it or touch it, let alone show it to others.

The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other for a while, and Zhu Jianshen asked in a daze, "Can't I pick it up?"

Yu Qian was sober, but also speechless: "Yes, humans and ghosts have different paths. The documents and paper used by ghosts cannot be seen by humans, and the paper used by humans cannot be seen by ghosts."

"So..." Zhu Jianshen scratched his head: "What should I do?"

Yu Qian didn't know either, he hadn't considered this issue yet, and was thinking about it.

The emperor said: "Put the drawings on the table and let the craftsmen come into the house to look at them. They are only allowed to look at them and do them, and they are not allowed to touch them."

Yu Qian was full of doubts: "No, the paper I use is different from the paper in the world. If you look carefully, you will see the difference. A craftsman's eyes are the most delicate."

The two began to ponder over the long roll of paper, scratching their heads.

The emperor thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to poke the shadow of this piece of paper, saw that it was a piece of paper, felt it was a table.It looked like a reflection on the water, he unconsciously scratched the table and the paper twice, and suddenly had an idea: "I'll draw it, how about it?"

"Ah? This..."

"Although I don't understand it, but I have drawn Gongbi, I can trace it on this picture and handwriting."

"Yeah! Great! It's just too time consuming."

"It doesn't matter, according to the Taifu, this thing can save a lot of manpower and material resources, and I should spend a little time." It happened that there was no need to criticize the memorial.

So it was decided, and the eunuch was ordered to fetch a large piece of paper, spread it on the table, and Yu Qian unfolded a scroll similar to a projection. When the emperor touched the scroll, it was like light and shadow, but Yu Qian held it. But it is tangible.

Under the puzzled eyes of the eunuchs in the room, Zhu Jianshen picked up the liner pen used to outline the line drawing, and began to trace every line.He thought he was tracing, but in fact the tip of the pen penetrated the projection and actually landed on the paper.

I keep drawing and drawing.

The eunuch next to him couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, what kind of rare thing are you painting?"

Zhu Jianshen said vaguely: "Well, don't ask, you will know if you can do it."

The eunuch couldn't see Yu Qian's projection, but only saw the emperor writing smoothly, drawing an exquisite drawing without thinking, all kinds of unreasonable lines intersected together to form an instrument, and quickly wrote the words . "The emperor's writing is so smooth, can't you figure it out clearly?"

"Looking at the emperor's appearance, it's really a miracle."

"The villain is not talented, so I can't recognize what this is, but this thing must be very remarkable."

"Of course, this was painted by the emperor!"

Zhu Jianshen could only smile without saying a word, and continued to draw at his desk.

After painting all morning, only six out of [-] pictures were drawn. It was obvious that another day and a half had to be drawn, but the memorials kept coming.

Yu Qian was a little anxious again, thinking that he should review the memorial, and it was not easy to urge him.

Lunch and Wan Niangniang arrived at the same time, Wan Zhen'er was taken aback as soon as she entered the palace, she saw Yu Qian vaguely, but when she looked closely, it seemed that there was no one, she walked to the emperor vaguely, and saw him drawing pictures at his desk : "Cough cough cough. Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Zhu Jianshen raised his head: "Oh, my neck is sore, help me." You can sit upright when writing, but you must lie on the table when drawing.

Wan Zhen'er helped him up, took the pen with ease and put it on the pen stand, she looked at the paper on the table, a phantom seemed to appear in front of her eyes, as if the unfinished half of the picture was complete.Rubbing his eyes in doubt, he stretched out his hand to pinch the flesh on his neck, Little Fatty: "Jian Shen, what kind of picture did you draw? It looks so strange." It's not a painting anyway.

Zhu Jian hummed deeply and laughed, triumphantly: "Humph~ You will never guess what this is, no one can guess."

Wan Zhen'er immediately said: "Did you bring it from Sir Yu?"

"Hey! How do you know?"

Yu Qian was also very curious, even if Wan Niangniang had many eyes and ears around her, she wouldn't know everything about the emperor's side like the palm of her hand, right?

Wan Zhen'er smiled slightly: "No one can guess it. There are not many favorite ministers around the emperor, so who else can secretly collect things for you?"

The emperor moved to the dining table and happily ate fried quail, with a roasted pigeon beside him, and two large plates of crisp green fruits and vegetables, one plate was crispy radishes and pickled cucumbers, and the other plate was sliced ​​kiwi fruit.The lesson of childhood is very profound. Whenever you eat fried quail, you must have a lot of vegetables and fruits.

Wan Zhen'er was eating the delicious sesame-seed noodle cake, which was thick and thick, and was carefully kneaded by the imperial chef of the imperial dining room, and lard was added to the dough after it was poured into the dough.Coat it with honey water and stick sesame seeds on it, slowly bake it in a pot over a low heat, and turn it over constantly. The noodle cake produced in this way is very white and soft, with a wonderful sense of layering. The taste is firm, elastic and soft. It tastes like Dim sum is the same.

Wan Zhen'er watched the emperor look up at herself from time to time, as if she had something to say, she told her left and right: "You all go to eat, it is enough for me to serve the emperor here. I have worked hard all morning, and I should take a rest."

The eunuchs were a little embarrassed: "The empress loves the villains, and the villains are grateful."

"Thank you, Ma'am, for your mercy."

There was a stunned young man who had just arrived: "The villain doesn't work hard, but the villain would rather serve the empress."

Then he was dragged out and taught a lesson: "You think your mother is being polite to us!"

"Your Majesty, on the one hand, is sympathetic to the servants, but on the other hand, hey, I want to talk to the emperor about myself."

"You kid still needs to learn more."

Zhu Jianshen asked in his heart: "Master Yu, please show up and let Sister Wan see you. She is resourceful and can help us. If I don't approve the memorial all day, the cabinet will come and see that I am drawing, and they will come in if they don't know. I want to 'advise' me again." The name is called "admonishment", but it is actually a curse.

Yu Qian felt that what he said made sense, hey!Wan Niangniang knows my existence, so she can draw the picture for me, and let the emperor continue to approve the memorial!

He didn't speak because he was too embarrassed to talk to the concubine.

Wan Zhen'er was slightly surprised: "Ah, Lord Yu, it's really you. You asked the emperor to draw these pictures?"

Zhu Jianshen gnawed on the crunchy fried quail and enjoyed it with a pot of sour, sweet and non-intoxicating rice wine.He looked at Yu Qian, Yu Qian blinked hard at him, the emperor understood, and explained the matter to Wan Zhen'er from the beginning to the end, including the troublesome parts.Finally, he said, "Sister Wan, how about you draw a picture?"

Wan Zhen'er was ashamed: "Your Majesty, my concubine doesn't know how to draw fine brushwork." She only knows how to draw ink and wash paintings, as well as rockery and bamboo, which don't need to be drawn carefully.

The emperor rolled his eyes: "I don't have time to approve the memorials, why don't you try, don't let others know."

Wan Zhen'er patted the sesame seeds on her hands, went to the edge of the Longshu table and picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and took another piece of paper to try.

Yu Qian saw her sitting on the dragon chair as if it was a matter of course, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. It was considered that he knew how the emperor got along with her on weekdays, so he held back and didn't say anything.He spread out the scroll silently, and said in a low voice: "My lady, please."

Wan Zhen'er leaned over her desk and drew two strokes, which made her blush: "Has Master Yu ever considered Mengshou Shenji?"

"Please make it clear, Madam."

"Now you have an ancestral hall, a title, and people in the capital often go to burn incense. Why don't you choose a carpenter you like, let him learn how to do it, and ask him to make it and present it to the emperor."

Yu Qian lowered his eyes and sighed: "Your Majesty's advice." That's right, why didn't I expect such an operation to be possible!

"It is said in "Tai Ping Guang Ji" that there was an honest and simple carpenter who was assigned by the county magistrate to do a job he couldn't do. In his dream, a god-man instructed him what to do." Wan Zhen'er suddenly felt a little embarrassed: " I don't just read these miscellaneous books, I also read Tang poetry and Song Ci recently."

Zhu Jianshen chuckled, he knew what books Ms. Wan had piled up beside her bed, "Youxian Cave", "Mian with Flowers", "Amorous History of Emperor Sui Yang", "Rainy Night and Autumn Lantern (Ghost Stories)", Tang Poetry and Song Ci and Zizhi Tongjian, Five Classics and Four Books are the same, they are pressed at the bottom.

Yu Qian immediately floated away and began to float around the capital, looking for a virtuous craftsman and giving him this wealth and glory.

During the daytime, he saw all kinds of cutting corners, and saw people using rosewood chips to fake elm leather and dyeing. Working in other people's houses, staring at their big girls and young daughter-in-laws endlessly, there are also many honest people who do their jobs, but Mr. Yu can see that the 'qi' on their bodies is not so clean, maybe they did it when they were young A little confused, or not so disciplined.

The person entrusted with the dream will definitely be famous in history. He can't do bad things in the past, and he can't become bad in the future, so as not to tarnish the reputation of me and my little car.

He searched for a long time, and found a clean person who seemed to have never done anything bad in his life.

Unfortunately, the man was not a carpenter.

Yang Xun, a lacquer worker, is good at making screen utensils with colored lacquer. They are extremely exquisite, and all of them are inscribed with lacquer calligraphy.

Yu Qian went back and said to the emperor: "In order to prevent the guards from blocking, civilians are not allowed to ask for an audience. Please the emperor post the drawing and ask for the rest of the drawings."

Zhu Jian deeply agreed: "Call Yuan Bin here." He is kind and kind, and will not cause me any trouble.

Yuan Bin was waiting in the court room, and was called to come here on the snow.

"I, Yuan Bin, kowtow to the emperor."

"Excuse me. Come here." Zhu Jianshen handed him the blueprint: "Master Yu gave me a dream this morning and gave me such blueprints. I will remember these, and there are more than a dozen pictures left. You go outside the Meridian Gate Ask for it on the list, and see who Master Yu will entrust the dream to. It may be a carpenter, or it may be a painter."

Yuan Bin was a little confused: "Yes, I obey the order." He went out holding the scroll of the emperor's imperial brush, thought for a while, and instead of hanging up all six pictures, he cut out the first two pictures and hung them up, ordering someone to hang them up. To publicize this matter, the remaining four pictures are reserved for verification of authenticity.

Undoubtedly, there must be some people who are greedy for rewards, cobble together and draw a picture to try their luck.