"Your Majesty is here!"
A sharp voice sounded, and the emperor was wearing a dragon robe, walking along the avenue in the middle of the banquet room, followed by dozens of energetic guards.
When the three of the prince saw them, they quickly stepped aside and respectfully worshipped. The Manchu civil and military, Yuxia Bajia and Inu Rong Mission and others on both sides all stood up together, bowed slightly, and looked at the majestic treasure of the holy face respectfully!
When he came to sit down in front of the throne, the emperor glanced at everyone present, his beard trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "Today, my birthday is celebrated in the whole world. I hope you all here, especially the Inu Rong mission, come from afar, and you can rejoice. Have fun, just sit down."
"Your Majesty, I wish my emperor long live long live long live long live!" Everyone bowed to each other, and then sat down safely.
At this time, the prince got up again, took two steps lightly, and came to the emperor with a fist, bowed and bowed, and smiled: "Father's 100th birthday, the whole country is rejoicing. Today, the child prepares a birthday gift to wish his father a happy birthday. Ankang, the country will last forever, long live long live long live long live!"
"Oh, the prince has always been smart. I have to take a good look at this gift. There should be something ingenious, ha ha ha..." Stroking his beard, the emperor looked up to the sky and smiled, then waved his hand and said calmly: "Come here. !"
As soon as the words fell, they saw two attendants respectfully carrying a picture scroll and came to the crowd, and then gently unfolded the picture scroll.
In an instant, thick ink lingered, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, the pen force was fierce, and the sword went slanting forward. I saw that a pair of ink and wash landscapes were actually attached to the scroll. The mountains are towering, the waves are rippling, and they are lifelike, as if they are about to pop out of a painting.
And in the lower right corner of the picture scroll, there are three vigorous and powerful words, Dan Qingsheng!
The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Tuoba Liufeng couldn't help being taken aback, and exclaimed, "Is this... the first person in Xizhou, a madman in calligraphy and painting, Dan Qingsheng's Jiangshan Sheji picture?"
"Yes, Young Master Tuoba really has a good eye. This is the rare masterpiece handed down by that senior, the picture of Jiangshan Sheji!"
The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and the prince raised his head proudly, looking at everyone present, his eyes full of pride.
Zhuo Fan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know it, just a broken picture, what's the big deal. In this world where strength is respected, a scholar who paints, no matter how good he paints, can he use it
But in the next moment, Zhuo Fan fully understood the value of this painting, and also understood why this marshal dog Rong was so surprised.
"As we all know, whether it is our Tianyu or Dog Rong, Xizhou is nothing more than a small country of sesame seeds. But 800 years ago, Xizhou came out of a strange man, not only the strength is the best in Xizhou, but he is also fascinated by painting and calligraphy. Absolutely. Once, with the power of one person, he picked ten sects in a row and became the well-deserved number one master in Xizhou!"
Everyone looked at the prince with awe-inspiring expressions, and listened to him quietly.
In fact, every family in Xizhou who is a bit prestigious has heard of this horrifying legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. There really is such a person and such a painting.
As for Zhuo Fan, a newcomer, of course he doesn't know.
However, everyone present respected this peerless master, so they all listened with breathlessness.
The prince cleared his throat and seemed to enjoy the feeling of being the focus of the crowd, and continued: "It is rumored that he once painted a masterpiece of the world. Intoxicated by skills, he made a ambition. If anyone can find him with this picture in the future, he must fulfill that person's wish, and it doesn't matter even to help him build a world!"
Hearing this, everyone was not surprised. There was Xizhou's first master to help out. Isn't that how big a country is to be played, isn't there a big country? It's not a problem to win the entire Xizhou.
Tuoba Liufeng looked solemn, his brows couldn't help shaking as he looked at the scroll. If this legend is true, then this painting falls into Tianyu's hands, it is simply a big killer!
No, we must take this painting!
The pupils condensed abruptly, and Tuoba Liufeng and Han Tiemo looked at each other, already tacitly nodding their heads.
However, at this moment, a leisurely voice suddenly sounded: "Then your Royal Highness, may I ask this Dan Qingsheng, where is it now?"
Uh!
Unconsciously, the prince turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw that it was Zhuo Fan, but he couldn't help coughing, and said embarrassingly: "It is said that this senior disappeared eight hundred years ago and his whereabouts are ethereal. No one knows his Whereabouts..."
"whispering sound!"
Before he finished his words, Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain: "I can't find a person. Is there a bird for a painting?"
puff!
A chuckle came out from the crowd. Although Zhuo Fan's remarks were crude, it made sense. This old man has disappeared for eight hundred years, and you can't dominate him with a broken painting, you can only use it as a decoration.
Tuoba Liufeng and Hantiemo couldn't help but froze, and it was right to think about it. How could a master who had disappeared for 800 years suddenly popped out. After all, this painting is just a painting, not so threatening.
The crown prince's cheeks were slightly hot, and he glanced at Zhuo Fan hard, with deep hatred in his heart.
Grandma, a bear, demolishing Lao Tzu’s desk in public, all the treasures that I gave you before have been given away for nothing!
Originally, the prince thought that his gift was of no practical use, but there was an ancient legend attached to it.
As a result, Zhuo Fan's words were degraded to nothing. In this way, how would the father think in his heart, he would definitely underestimate his gift!
However, he was very anxious in his heart, but the emperor still looked indifferent, and waved his hand with a light smile: "Prince, you have the heart. For the rule of the king, the people's heart is the most important, and the people who win the people's heart are the world. If you rely on it. By the side, even if you sit firmly for a while, it will not last long. Although this painting is not as effective as a thousand horses, it is also a masterpiece of the world, a treasure of the world, and I accepted it."
"Thank you Father for teaching!" The prince clasped his fists and said in gratitude that the emperor relieved him of embarrassment.
"Come here, give a reward!" The emperor beckoned and said faintly.
Immediately a close attendant came to the prince with a wooden box. When he opened the wooden box, he saw a green jade Ruyi quietly inside.
"Prince, you are my eldest son, and I hope you can be safe and happy!"
"Thank you Father for the reward!" The prince held a fist and respectfully accepted Ruyi, his face full of excitement. When Zhuo Fan saw it, he didn't bother to curl his lips, just to give you a wish, not to give you a joke!
Then, after the prince bowed and retreated, the second prince Yu Wenyong strode forward again, and bowed to the emperor: "My boy, I wish my father the blessings of the East China Sea, and longevity than Nanshan. Today, a special birthday gift is prepared. Show your child's sincere and filial heart!"
When Fang Luo spoke, a light flashed in his hand, and a Fang Tian painted halberd that was more than nine feet long hit the ground with a bang, shaking the entire venue continuously.
The guards were taken aback and hurriedly came to the emperor to escort him. After the emperor waved his hand slightly to signal them to retreat, they left again.
"Uh, the emperor, what are you..." The beard couldn't help shaking. The emperor seemed to have seen everything. He sighed and shook his head helplessly.
My second emperor is really only brave, not magnificent!
Sure enough, the second prince raised his head proudly, and laughed out: "Enjoy your father, this is a towering cloud-breaking halberd, a real eighth rank spiritual soldier, rare in the world. The child is hard to find, just for giving Father's!"
"Yeah... But the emperor, what do you let the emperor do with this thing?" His brows trembled unconsciously, and the emperor laughed bitterly.
The second prince couldn't help but stagnate, but also a little embarrassed. What can you do with this eighth rank spirit soldier? Of course, it can be a battle bodyguard. Didn't the father ask him knowingly
Or is he deliberately defending his eldest brother and deliberately suppressing me
Thinking of this, the second prince looked a little gloomy, and clasped his fist, saying: "Enjoy your father, this eighth rank soldier is better than the eldest brother's painting."
Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but snorted and rolled his eyes helplessly. Everyone also sighed together, looked in the direction of the second prince, and laughed bitterly.
Brother, your spirit soldier is much better than the prince's that can be seen or not used, but you have to distinguish the occasion. Now it is to celebrate the emperor's birthday. You brought a murder weapon to him as a birthday gift. Is that fair? To the old Marshal Dugu, such a leading general is pretty much the same.
This is because the emperor is your Lao Tzu. If you change someone else, you have to push it out.
The emperor sighed again and again, and shook his head with a wry smile, but when he saw the second prince's stubborn behavior, he could only nod in difficulty: "Well, the emperor's gift, I accepted it. However, this thing, I use it. If not, I will give it to you again. I hope you can fight for my Tianyu to kill the enemy and protect the family and the soil!"
As he said, the emperor waved his hand, and the two attendants pulled up the Fangtian painted halberd that was inserted on the ground, and respectfully handed it back to the second prince.
Seeing this, the second prince couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Wait, father, isn't this the same as confiscation of my gift? My eighth rank spiritual soldier, is it not as good as the broken painting of my eldest brother? Please father The emperor regained his fame and considered it carefully."
Unconsciously, his complexion sank slightly, the emperor's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said coldly: "Yong'er, you will remember it for me. If I reward you, you have to ask for it if you don't want it. If I don't give it to you, you can't. Strong, but it’s useless, you know?"
There was a cold shiver, the second prince seemed to have already felt the emperor's naked killing intent, and nodded tremblingly, and bowed and put the Fangtian painted halberd into the bag again.
At this point, the emperor smiled again and nodded in satisfaction.
However, the people present no longer had the previously relaxed and happy atmosphere. They had really seen the cruel and cruelty of the emperor's might just now!
Everyone knew in their hearts that this emperor was by no means as kind as on the surface, he was the real beast...