Liu Heng grinned and said, "This can be regarded as grabbing Wu Xian's seven inches, so he can't help but take the bait?"
"Also!"
"Talk to me, can you stop being so eloquent."
"I'm a scholar..."
"There is no good one among the scholars. From now on, let's mix together. You must not call yourself a scholar."
Kou Ji looked sideways, and said in amazement: "You don't know how to learn, don't seek to make progress, and you want to pull me together without seeking to make progress?"
Kou Ji straightened his chest and said proudly: "I'm the one to be the champion."
Liu Heng rolled his eyes and curled his mouth in disdain. "You can pull it down. Now Ding Wei controls the government and power is in the hands of the opposition. He and your grandfather are incompatible with each other. As long as he is in the court for a day, you don't want to get the champion.
"Don't even think about Jinshi..."
Kou Ji suspiciously said: "Can no one be able to cure Ding Wei?"
He knew Ding Wei was great, but he didn't think Ding Wei could cover the sky with one hand.
Liu Heng glanced at Kou Ji up and down, and said, "My aunt can, but she is also incompatible with your grandfather. Just give up, and be a dude and prodigal with me with peace of mind."
Kou Ji couldn't laugh or cry, and asked: "My grandfather is the prime minister anyway, and there are many people in his hands..."
Liu Heng sat paralyzed on the chair and hummed: "Three tigers fight, two fight one, do you think your grandfather can win?"
Kou Ji pondered: "Is there no chance to turn over?"
Liu Heng looked at Kou Ji weirdly, "Are you looking for me to ask?"
Kou Ji was taken aback and smiled: "You can think so."
Liu Heng hesitated for a moment, and said lazily: "Unless the official family can get back to the original... Although the official family hates your grandfather, your grandfather is the most recognized in his heart."
In order to win the trust of Kou Ji, Liu Heng added, "This is what my aunt said."
Kou Ji nodded slowly, "Since it is what the queen said, it can't be wrong."
Kou Ji said so, but he sighed in his heart.
The rise and fall of the Kou family is pinned on the official Zhao Heng, which is obviously inhumane.
Others don't know, but Kou Ji knows that Kou Zhun was killed by the official Zhao Heng in the history books.
I can't count on Zhao Heng's physical recovery as before.
Zhao Heng has been cultivating immortals for more than ten years, and he has been eating elixir for more than ten years.
The whole person has long since become a poisonous person, his flesh and blood are full of lead, and he is not far from death.
Even if the god Daluo descended to the earth, he might not be able to save him.
Zhao Heng couldn't count on it anymore. If the Kou family wanted to survive the power struggle between the old and the new emperor, they could only find another way out.
For a time, Kou Ji felt that he had a long way to go.
…
In the conversation between Kou Ji and Liu Heng, an hour passed quietly.
A new "Spring Play Picture" appeared in Kou Ji's writings.
Liu Heng looked at the brand-new "Spring Playful Picture" on the table, clicked his mouth and said in amazement: "I didn't expect you to have such a hand, this painting has both imitations of the gods, but..."
Kou Ji put down the pen, washed his hands, and said with a smile: "The ink is not dry yet, it is naturally somewhat different. After baking and drying in the shade, it will definitely be exactly the same."
"What are you waiting for? Don't bake or dry in the shade."
Before Kou Ji could speak, Liu Heng turned around and greeted the shopkeeper of the restaurant to prepare the stove and the shelf for dry use.
Wait until things are ready.
Kou Ji personally started to dry the ink on the paintings.
When it was 70% dry, Kou Ji found a moist place, set up the painting, and let it dry in the shade on its own.
Liu Heng seemed to have a great interest in counterfeiting methods, and he followed everything Kou Ji did from beginning to end.
In the end, he stayed beside the new "Chunxi Tu", staring at it to dry in the shade.
Kou Ji knew that Liu Heng was not interested in the painting, nor was it the art of fraud.
What he is really interested in is the benefits that fraud can bring.
Kou Ji finished painting "Spring Play," and didn't stop, he was going to continue painting.
But before repainting, he first ordered the shopkeeper of the restaurant to arrange a room for Erbao and the head of Mansion Kou, one person.
"I want to be with the young master..."
Er Bao refused to agree, stubbornly refused to go to the guest room, and looked at Kou Ji pretending to be pitiful.
Kou Ji stared at him and said with a smile: "If you don't obey, you will deduct your ration for tomorrow."
As soon as Er Bao heard this, he immediately ran to the guest room in fright.
Chief Kou did not say anything, but just reminded Kou Ji to call him tomorrow.
After sending away Erbao and Chief Kou, Kou Ji returned to the painting table again.
Raising the pen again, Kou Ji felt a little sorrowful.
I thought he became the grandson of the prime minister, Kou Zhun, and from then on, he would be able to live his life in peace and stability.
Unexpectedly, he embarked on the old road of fraud.
Fake paintings are not Kou Ji's expertise, but he is confident that in this era, no one can tell the authenticity of the fake paintings.
After writing, Kou Ji did not imitate the painting of "Spring Play", but based on the few paintings that he had imitated in his memory, and started painting directly.
An hour later, another roll of painting took shape.
When Kou Ji went to bake and dry in the shade, he found that Liu Heng had fallen asleep in the place where the scroll was in the shade.
Kou Ji baked the painting, and after drying it on the shelf, he went to paint again.
One picture after another, four pictures in a row.
The paintings were all put on a shelf and dried in the shade, but paintings alone were not enough. The paintings had to have seals and preparations.
He went to the shopkeeper to ask for radishes, but found that the shopkeeper was dozing off on the counter.
He didn't disturb the shopkeeper. He fumbled to the kitchen, found a few carrots, and found a knife in the counter.
He took the things to the painting table and began to carve the seal.
…
Time is always busy, slipping away without a trace.
When the Eastern Venus rose, the rooster cried all over.
Liu Heng woke up quietly, stretched his waist, looked up and saw that there was no painting on the shelf of the Yin Gan paintings, he was startled.
He hurriedly got up and saw Kou Ji sitting at the flower table, seeming to be savouring painting.
Liu Heng hurriedly got up and leaned in front of Kou Ji.
"You haven't had one night..."
When the words came to the lips, they couldn't continue.
Because he saw the two "Spring Plays" on the painting table.
Two identical "Spring Plays".
"Goooo~"
Liu Heng swallowed secretly, and tremblingly said, "That one... which one is true?"
Kou Ji smiled and looked at him, "What do you think?"
"I think?"
Liu Heng was stunned and looked at the painting on the table.
"I think this one is real... not right, this one is real... not right..."
Liu Heng lingered between the two paintings for a long time, but he did not confirm that it was true.
In the end, he could only grimace and said to Kou Ji: "Brother, don't play with me. In the end, that one is real, if it is wrong, it will be deadly."
Kou Jile was gone, and he stopped playing with Liu Heng. He pointed to one of the two paintings and said, "This one is fake."
Liu Heng lay on the table, looked carefully for a long time, and said ignorantly: "How can you be sure that he is fake..."
Then he stared at Kou Ji vigilantly, "You're not going to have nothing to do with Wu Xian, so I'm using tricks to get my paintings out of my house, let me go into the water."
Kou Ji rolled his eyes, "Look at this painting carefully, the corner of that woman's skirt!"