Fall in love with the technology tree [Three Kingdoms]

When Cao Cao came back from the training ground of the Nursing Academy, it was already dark.He kicked off his wooden shoes twice, and ran into the room, Cao Xin and Cao Jiu came up immediately to take his small toy bow, quiver, and protective leather armor.

Cao Cao ran behind the screen, changed his sweaty clothes, washed them briefly with hot water, and then put on a clean white shirt. "Ah Sheng borrowed from you today, what's the matter?" He wiped his face and asked Cao Xin who was packing his bow and arrows.

Cao Xin grinned, and told his master what had just happened in the southwestern suburbs: "A six-year-old girl and four boys, one of them named Du Mi had frostbite on her leg, and Mr. It will have to be amputated. But I think the current state is not enough, it is about to be limping."

Cao Cao handed the cloth towel after wiping his face to the nurse, and sat on the couch to warm himself by the fire. "Ah Sheng is still soft-hearted. I think she wishes she could raise all the orphans in the world."

Cao Xin couldn't continue with this. From his standpoint, he couldn't comment on Cao Sheng. He could only wait for Cao Cao to finish this topic by himself: "If it were me, it would be fine if I didn't kick out these unruly people. It doesn't matter if he makes a statement or not."

"Brother, what are you talking about behind my back?" Ah Sheng's voice sounded from the study next door.

Cao Cao grinned and jumped off the couch.Sure enough, within a few seconds, Ah Sheng led Yan Wenluochi and an adult servant into the bedroom.

"Ah Sheng!" The little brother stuffed her with persimmons flatteringly.

Ah Sheng didn't appreciate it at all: "What did brother say about me just now?"

"..."

"Cao Jiu, tell me."

Cao Jiu is an honest man, his face flushed from holding back. "Master didn't allow..."

"Okay, okay, don't bully Cao Jiu Shicheng." Cao Cao gave back to his sister, "I said you are too kind to that twenty-seven."

"Okay? I came here according to the rules, and I didn't treat him preferentially." She pointed to the male servant guarding the door, "Cao San has already reported to grandfather. The backgrounds of the newcomers are all being checked. Registration in the roster of the Yuyingtang is also in accordance with the regulations, and there is no preferential treatment."

Cao Cao smiled. He recently learned the concept of billions, and Ah Sheng liked to use the account books of other courtyards and market prices as teaching materials, so he could confidently say: "Ah Sheng, if you want to raise them, you can raise them. Every day We can still afford two bowls of millet porridge and an egg."

Ah Sheng asked his wet nurse Zan to pound persimmon puree for him. "I didn't treat him preferentially. He should be fined, but as long as he hasn't been kicked out of the foundling hall, I have to accept his request according to normal standards. I know it sounds silly, but I think the biggest drawback of a society ruled by men is Those at the top make decisions based on their preferences."

"What is this saying?"

"To give a simple example: No matter how hateful a thief is, he can only be punished according to the crime of theft. You can't take the opportunity to kill him just because you hate him. The punishment exceeding the regulations is the same as the punishment being too light. Trample on the law. Because once such a precedent is set, more people will be punished heavily for small mistakes in the future, so the lower-ranking people will no longer believe in the rules, and the higher-ranking people will slip into the tyranny without knowing it. abyss."

The little brother understood in seconds, he is really very talented in this area: "What A Sheng means is that the penalty for stealing winter clothes does not include the benefit of canceling the appeal. If you don't help him because Er Qi has stolen winter clothes, it is quite Because the punishment exceeds the scope of the regulations, it is a punishment that exceeds the crime, which is not advisable."

"Brother got it!" Ah Sheng was extremely happy. She had no worries about food and clothing, but the biggest trouble was the various conflicts with the ideas of the times.More and more people around her can understand her, even if it is only a few points, it makes her feel warm.

Cao Cao dug a large spoonful of persimmon paste from his sister's bowl, and he was still digesting the idea he had just heard.Cao Cao is actually a born legalist, he likes to use heavy codes and thunderous means by nature, so Ah Sheng's modern legal thinking can't completely convince him.Since we know that this person is not good, and we can only keep him because he has not committed any major crimes, isn't it suspected of raising a tiger?This is a risk, Ah Sheng will not be unaware of this, but she can still choose justice, which is kind in itself.

He stood up from the cushion and rubbed A Sheng's head: ""The Analects of Confucius" said benevolence, I have never understood what it means. Looking at it today, a person like A Sheng must be benevolent."

Ah Sheng protected his forehead: "No, no, the president is not tall."

So Cao Cao stopped rubbing his head and started pinching his cheeks instead. "It's your fault."

"Brother woo woo woo, I just discovered a good thing."

"What good thing?"

"Hey." A Sheng took out a piece of yellow and white hard paper like offering a treasure.

"Isn't it just...paper?" Cao Cao rubbed the paper with his right thumb and index finger. "It's thick and hard, but the key is that it's very rough. It's not top grade."

"No, it's painting! Look, painting!"

"Oh?" Cao Cao took the paper, and by the light of more than a dozen candles in the room, he could clearly see the pencil drawings on the paper.The painting is an indoor scene, with a table case, and a smoky porridge bowl on the table case. The brushstrokes are immature, but the composition and proportion are very accurate, so what is painted looks like what it is. "It's not bad. Is it drawn with graphite pen? This is a novelty." In Qinqi calligraphy and painting, the twins have just started learning calligraphy, so Cao Cao can't tell whether the painting is good or bad.

"Right! This is painted by Yan Wen. Isn't she very talented?" Ah Sheng looked happier than when he received the gift during the Chinese New Year. "I just gave Yan Wen a hard pen and paper, and she I taught myself how to draw!"

Cao Cao was also interested, and asked Yan Wendao, "How did you think of learning painting?"

Yan Wen bowed his head and saluted, neither arrogant nor humble: "There is no one in the house who can paint, so the master is not happy. Although the servant girl is dull, she also wants to share the master's worries."

Cao Cao asked someone to reward Yan Wen with a string of copper coins: "You are good, listen to what A Sheng has to say." He was still a bean, but he was more and more like a brother and a master.Losing a mother is a thing that destroys childhood. It either makes people naughty or makes people mature.

As for Ah Sheng, he was so excited by a sketch without light and shadow effects that he couldn't find his way.Yan Wen usually has a low sense of presence, and has occupied the position of A Sheng's personal maid by relying on the three principles of "speak less, do more, and make no mistakes".Ah Sheng originally planned to train Yan Wenchao to be a manager, but now, she changed her mind.

She wanted to see how far Yan Wen could go on the road of painting.

As soon as the next day dawned, Ah Sheng couldn't wait to pour out all the little knowledge of Western painting in his mind: light and shadow, light and shade, eye level, to draw a figure, you must first draw the skeleton and proportion, and then... nothing.Well, she is a layman herself, so she can only pretend to be advanced and talk about some vague theories, and then refer to Da Vinci's allusions to let Yan Wen practice drawing eggs.Generally speaking, it is still up to Yan Wen to figure it out on his own.

During the winter between the third year of Yongshou and the fourth year of Yongshou, Yan Wen consumed all the experimental pencils with an inappropriate proportion of clay and graphite.She is still quiet, except for Duan Shui's job, she just sits in her cubicle and draws sketches.

"She is a smart person." Ah Sheng commented on her, "Knows what she should do."

When spring comes, the grass grows and the warblers fly to the blue sky.

Asheng took Yan Wen's latest painting back to Feitinghou's mansion to display, and scared Cao Song half to death on the spot.

"A...A Ding? A Ding...Is this...A Ding manifested?"

The twins quickly supported their crumbling father one by one: "Drawing! This is a painting! Father!"

Cao Song managed to push his beating heart from his throat back to his chest: "This... this is a painting... it's so similar! If it doesn't have no color, it's exactly the same as a living person."

Cao Teng and Wu Shi were also taken aback at first, and then they looked at the material of Ding Shi's portrait with great interest.After all, my grandfather had a good eye: "The hard pen does not bleed ink, but it is easy to describe the texture. The world regards the hard pen as cheap, but it is a blind eye-the composition and brushwork are fresh, did you do it as you wish?"

Ah Sheng smiled: "Grandpa is wrong this time. This is Ah Wen's masterpiece."

"Awen is..."

"It's the maid who carries the water in my house."

The Wu family still has an impression of Yan Wen: "I remember her. The maid bought from the market in the year Jili and Ruyi were born. It is said that people from Zhili originally had a wealthy family, but unfortunately suffered a disaster. The elders died of famine. I have no choice but to sell myself.”

"Grandmother has a good memory."

"Haha. She is also good at painting? It seems that she was originally a family of farming and studying."

Ah Sheng deliberately flattered Yan Wen, so he didn't correct his grandmother's perception. "I don't know too well, but she has such skills, so she is not suitable to be a slave." She didn't know the painting industry.But in three to four months, the painting can be so fake that it is real. Yan Wen's memory and painting talent must be top-notch, maybe it is a once-in-a-century genius level.

Cao Teng understood: "You want to treat her like a guest, have you asked her her opinion?"

Ah Sheng was taken aback.

Cao Teng has sent someone to call Yan Wen in. "Did you draw this?"

Yan Wen lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​painting the dead mistress?"

"The servant is terrified. It is the servant who sees that the master misses his mother, so he made his own decisions."

"Hey. Don't apologize for now. You are good at painting. Ruyi means that your slavery will be canceled and you will be treated as a disciple. What do you think?"

For the first time, Yan Wen's face showed a panicked expression. She had a plump oval face, but at this moment, all her facial features squeezed her into a distorted shape.She knocked her head on the ground, and managed to maintain her demeanor: "No! No... Maid... Maid will not leave! Maid must be serious about painting, please let the master keep me."

Ah Sheng didn't understand: "You like serving water so much?"

Yan Wen lay on the ground and refused to move, so Ah Sheng had to remind her: "Get up and answer, I don't like to see other people kneeling."

Only then did Yan Wen straighten his upper body: "The servant girl stays with the master, and occasionally he can hear the master's discussion on studies, "Poetry", history, and current affairs. It will benefit a lot. If it is released to other courtyards, it will be blocked. Eyes and ears are like walking in the dark. If you don’t pay attention, you will lose your way. Although the servant girl is dull, she still has the heart to learn. I hope the master will take pity on her."

Ah Sheng was startled, at first he thought Yan Wen was slavish, but he didn't expect it was because he was too enlightened.

Cao Teng laughed: "Do you still want to stick to your opinion?"

Emotionally, the positions beside her are all beautiful.A Sheng waved his little hand: "Okay, you stay." He added, "When my mother is on her anniversary, I will enshrine her portrait as a sacrifice."

This is setting up tasks.

Yan Wen took the order: "No."