Zhang Maocai blew his nose, folded his hands into his sleeves, and began to deeply regret that he didn't give up the money to buy a set of the three most fashionable cold protection treasures - earmuffs, gloves and masks. Seeing that this winter is getting colder and colder.
However, it is too late to regret it now, he just lost all the money his wife earned.
Bad luck...
After gambling all night, his eyes were red, Zhang Maocai yawned, thinking in his heart, it is still early, and the genius is bright, or else, I can go to any store to sell some things, so that I can buy a set of cold protection three treasures
Moreover, he felt that it was necessary for people to write the word "transportation" on the masks.
There are very few people on this street. Occasionally, one or two monks can be seen. They came out of the monastery early in the morning and were going to go door to door to wake up the citizens of Bianjing.
Zhang Maocai saw a few young people wearing big cloaks, carrying buckets, brushes, candlesticks and other objects in their hands. He looked at those people a few times - hehe, rich people must have been playing all night.
Why don't I have such luck with reincarnation? Cast into a wealthy yamen
Zhang Maocai thought jealously, and continued to walk forward. In the dimness, he saw that there was something on the wall in front of him, which was not there before, so he took a closer look.
- Seeing this, Zhang Maocai's heart was beating and blood was chilling, and his whole body froze.
Originally, his brain was filled with paste because he stayed up late to gamble, but now the paste is frozen, making him unable to think.
On the wall in front of him, there was a strange thing lying on top of it. It was as thin as a wood, with blue skin and long claws, and it scratched out the cracks in the wall.
Where did this come from
Look down, I don't know when a big hole broke in the masonry ground, a bottomless hole, dark, with a flame of light, and there are many hands and heads sticking out, all of which are described in the Buddhist scriptures. .
If you look closely at their frescoes in any temple, you may still find the same image - but definitely not so alive!
is alive! real!
Zhang Maocai's calf trembled and he almost fainted.
He couldn't see clearly, so he got closer. Now, when he saw it, he was only a few steps away from this big hole, and he almost fell into hell!
Even now, it's not safe, what if these evil spirits drag him in
Zhang Maocai didn't dare to look at him at all, he immediately turned his head, ran back, saw a monk in front of him, and rushed over to hug him.
The monk was startled, "What, what are you going to do?!"
He thought, are the villains these days so mad that even monks are going to rob them
Zhang Maocai took the monk's hand and said, "I, I want to take refuge! Great monk, hurry up and recite the scriptures for me!"
Monk: "..."
"Anyway, hurry up and recite the scriptures!" Zhang Maocai felt that he was still a little smart. Since hell has broken a hole, no matter how fast he runs, he will be overtaken by evil ghosts later. It can be exceeded.
When the monk was inexplicable, he suddenly heard a scream not far away, his expression tightened, and he raised his feet to go there.
Zhang Maocai was shivering, grabbed him, and the paste in his brain became boiling from the top.
…
Early in the morning, before Yun Yanhui could wake up naturally, he was pushed awake by Shuang Yi.
"Brother Yan, get up quickly." Shuang Yi's voice was a little anxious.
Yun Yan turned over. He worked overtime the night before and was sleepy.
"Wake up, Fu Yin Bao is going to arrest Brother Ling!"
Shuang Yi's words awakened Yun Yanhui, he suddenly opened his eyes, and said in amazement, "What?"
Zheng Ling was the imperial edict of the painting academy, how could Bao Zheng arrest him for no reason
Shuang Yi: "Really, saying that he disturbed the security of Kaifeng, not only should he be arrested, but also be impeached by the censor!"
Yun Yan was in a mess in the wind, her drowsiness completely dissipated, and she sat up, "But, why is this? What did Zheng Ling do?"
Shuang Yi: "It's not just him, there are also several young painters in the painting academy. I heard from the government officials that it seems that they painted a picture on the wall and floor outside the tiles of Zhujiaqiao during the night, and several pedestrians fainted this morning. past."
Yunyan replied: "..."
Yun Yanhui suddenly felt her scalp tingle, climbed out of bed and started to put on clothes, tremblingly said: "I think I know what happened..."
A few days ago, Yun Yanhui came across Zheng Ling who was bored and his colleagues painted masks on the street, so he gave him an idea. Because of Zheng Ling's research on aquatic plants landscaping this year, the sense of space and three-dimensionality of the picture has increased a lot.
So, seeing that they were bored, Yun Yanhui simply suggested that he study three-dimensional paintings.
This is quite popular in modern times. Using the light and shadow of the picture, the virtual and the real, the plane painting is drawn into a three-dimensional effect, which makes people lose the visual illusion and see a three-dimensional thing.
However, this is very different from the traditional way of painting in ancient China, so Yun Yanhui didn't expect any amazing effects. After a little chat about the principle, he didn't ask.
Who knows, Zheng Ling and his friends have really researched it, and, unprepared, appeared directly on the street - Yun Yanhui didn't even know about it.
"But what exactly did he draw that can scare people into dizziness?" Yun Yan couldn't remember. His proposal at the time was to draw a three-dimensional big hole, or something like a table, chair, bench, etc. These are relatively simple and easy to ponder, but, Wouldn't that scare people into a daze
"I'm not sure about this. I didn't have time to inquire, so I'll tell you now. A-Niang doesn't know yet, so I didn't dare to tell her." Shuang Yi said dryly.
"Well, don't talk about it." Yun Yanhui quickly cleaned up, then went out with Shuangyi and went straight to Kaifeng Mansion. Fortunately, they lived close by, just a few steps away.
On the way, Yun Yanhui saw Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and others, and greeted them.
Zhan Zhao was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, we are also responsible, and we have to detain Feibo."
"I know. However, someone has already been caught? Where did they get it?" Yun Yan heard what Shuang Yi said before returning, and was still ready to arrest someone.
"In the Hanlin Painting Academy." Bai Yutang interjected, "Brother Yan, have you seen their paintings?"
Yun Yan felt bad in her heart, "No... what did you draw?"
Bai Yutang gestured: "There is a hole in the ground of the painting, and the evil spirits of hell burrowed out of it."
Yunyan replied: "..."
"It's sealed up now, and the governor said that it can't be wiped off immediately. It's going to be used as evidence of the crime. He expects that Feibo's family will definitely exonerate him." Bai Yutang was a little curious, "Brother Yan, are you going to intercede? ?"
To intercede, he is also afraid of being arrested for instigating a crime together...
Besides, it’s not that I was wronged. What the hell is this thinking? Yun Yanhui wanted to see something like that early in the morning, and it is estimated that he could read Zheng Ling and his colleagues as writing artists as old bear children. Face slapped.
Yun Yanhui was very weak: "I don't even know what to say, how dare they be so bold, it's no wonder they don't cause riots when they paint this kind of thing on the street, the impact is bad!"
Bai Yutang shrugged, "Because it was discovered very early, not many people saw it, but now that the news has spread, many people rushed to watch."
When people know that it is not really a hole in hell, but drawn by people, thinking that it is a strange thing, with the gossip of the people of Bianjing, they naturally want to see it more and more.
After all, the few people who have seen it say that it is more lifelike than any famous painting they have ever seen!
Bai Yutang didn't know, but now not only are many citizens rushing to see it, but the officials of the Hanlin Painting Academy and the great painters in Bianjing have also rushed to see it.
Not to mention, the number of onlookers will increase, and within a day, the name will move Jinghua.
Yun Yan slipped back to the court to eavesdrop, and unexpectedly heard a colleague of Zheng Ling arguing: "...Fu Zun, the person who fainted must have a ghost in his heart, so he will faint. If he can sit up straight , how can you be afraid of evil ghosts? You have a righteousness, and you are not afraid of ghosts and gods."
"Nonsense!" Bao Zheng shouted, "You are from the painting academy, many of them are officials, and there are also imperial officials who are waiting for imperial edicts to paint for the emperor. So this government has notified Dali Temple and other places to have a joint trial, but There's nothing I can do against you! Before that, if you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame the government for being ruthless!"
Bao Zheng also stared at Zheng Ling and scolded a few words, saying that he originally thought he had learned it well, but he didn't expect that he was still habitual, unscrupulous, disturbing the law and order, and using his skills in crooked places... What a shame!
Zheng Ling looked innocent, "I really didn't expect to be stunned... We don't think the painting is good enough."
Then, before the arrival of Dali Temple or something, the chief of the painting academy had already arrived.
It was here to protect Zheng Ling and the others.
One was looking at the three-dimensional painting and felt that there was a lot to do, and the other was also entrusted by Zheng Ling's family. He said with a smile, this matter is definitely their fault, but after all, it didn't cause a big disaster, you Kaifeng House should not be too sensitive, make a big fuss, let's just go to the official family and let the official family decide
How could Bao Zheng not know his intentions? To bypass the law, he could only find the biggest bug in the law of the dynasty - the emperor's order is greater than the law. If the officials are generous, then only a small punishment is needed.
When arguing in front of the officials, they were eloquent and focused on the fidelity of their paintings. With the kindness and talent of the officials, they would definitely not punish them severely, maybe they would be punished and rewarded. .
I have to say that Bao Zheng has insight into people's hearts, but there is one more thing he didn't expect, that is, the chief of the painting academy has already reported to him while discussing with him, but it's just a delay.
Therefore, when Bao Zheng refused solemnly, the official's will has come down, to be judged in front of the imperial court.
Bao Zheng was unhappy, so Bao Zheng decided to enter the palace too, and complained bitterly in front of the officials that he couldn't condone these people, otherwise what would they do if they would intensify their efforts in the future
The official status cannot be lost, and now there is no chance to be punished... But you have to write a sum on your resume and pay a fine!
…
Yun Yanhui listened at the back, then turned to the yamen, and wanted to have a few words with Zheng Ling.
Zheng Ling and the others happened to be brought out by Bao Zheng and wanted to enter the palace, so they met each other twice.
As soon as Zheng Ling saw Yun Yan back, his eyes lit up.
Yunyan cleared her throat, ready to educate him.
Zheng Ling shouted excitedly: "Brother Yan! What you said is true! That painting is really very lifelike! After I enter the palace and receive the punishment, I will go to you for advice!"
The sharp eyes of Bao Zheng and the chief of the painting academy were projected at once, although the meaning of the representation may be a little different.
There were also yamen servants on the side, including Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang and others, who also responded with strange looks.
Oh, it's you.
it's you again...
No wonder it.
Yunyan replied: "..."
I... rely on...
Please listen to my explanation! I only inspired painting skills without providing ideas for committing crimes! !
Yun Yanhui cried and cried in her heart.