Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

Chapter 151 The Portrait of Yan Qing

Yan Qing originally thought that even if Lu Bu didn't become angry on the spot for his sake, he would have to quickly destroy the painting that greatly smeared his mighty image with a red face.

Unexpectedly, after Lu Bu's complexion experienced a few rounds of uncertainty, he was not willing to do that in the end, and even folded them carefully, and put them in his arms very lovingly.

Yan Qing: "..."

Isn't this the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty when giving a man a woman's robe can be regarded as a serious humiliation?

He simply took a step back, folded his arms leisurely, and cast a scrutinizing look.

They thought that Lu Bu was just trying to pretend he didn't care, and that he would find a safe place to dispose of it after a while, but Lu Bu changed his clothes and washed his clothes as usual, accompanied him to eat with a pleasant face, and held his hand in every possible way. After walking around the courtyard and digesting for a while, I will take these paintings to the barracks.

Yan Qing hurriedly pulled him back, and persuaded helplessly: "It's better not to keep this painting, if others see it, what is the reputation of the lord?"

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment, and took it out like a stream of kindness: "That's right. It will definitely be wet with sweat after a while."

Yan Qing watched him look around helplessly, then slapped his forehead, uncovered the bamboo mat that had been lifted last night, and without hesitation hid these paintings in the place where the scroll was placed before. old place.

In terms of hiding things, Lu Bu really has no talent at all.

At least those secret collections of Yan Qing, even if they want to crack Lu Bu's head, it is impossible to find them.

As soon as his front foot came out, Yan Qing shook his head and flipped it out with his back foot. As a result, Lu Bu's half leg that had just stepped out hurriedly came back: "What is Chongguang doing?!"

Yan Qing fixedly stared at the very nervous Lu Bu for a while, but couldn't find any flaws, so he couldn't help asking incredulously, "Isn't my lord really planning to keep it?"

Lu Bu frowned tightly, and forcibly restrained his move to take it back: "Could it be possible to fake it? Chongguang, the Danqing that was given away, is there any reason to take it back?"

Yan Qing: "..."

In fact, it wasn't because Lu Bu was so narcissistic that he was fascinated by his own body that was mischievously transformed into a woman's body, but it was purely because, in his eyes, even if there were flaws, he was always a treasure. Back to the painting drawn in a serious manner.

The painting is not a mess or something else, but Lu Bu Lu Fengxian who is dignified!

Yan Qing didn't know that this was Lu Bu's bubbling little idea, but he definitely couldn't take it as a dangerous thing that the other party regarded as fun, but once it spread, it would definitely cause one party to lose face, and it would also be very harmful to the other party. of.

In order to appease the displeased and disgruntled Lv Bu who was displeased by the destruction of the new treasure, Yan Qing simply accompanied him to the barracks, and drew a few pictures of him riding a red rabbit with a majestic and awe-inspiring look that day, Holding Fang Tian's painting halberd, with sharp eyes and a murderous look, it is a work that is as heroic and handsome as if a god is alive.

It made Lü Bu feel so elated that he couldn't put it down.

Yan Qing reclined softly on the couch for taking a rest, squinting her eyes slightly, looking at Lu Bu's contented and overjoyed appearance with a little laziness, and couldn't help rubbing her exhausted wrist.

He became more and more skeptical, as if he had made a loss-making deal—the women's clothing picture that he deliberately drew was obviously to scare off Lu Bu, but why didn't he get angry, instead, he spent a whole day building a few more pictures Concentrating on the sketch drawn quietly?

But seeing Lv Bu so happy, Yan Qing's heart felt as warm as the sun, and the bottom of his eyes softened almost to melt.

——Forget it, as long as he is happy.

After this incident, it also gave Yan Qing some inspiration.

Although his half-baked sketches do not conform to the mainstream aesthetics of the literary world at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, they can only be regarded as a novelty with a different approach.

But he didn't want to have a place in this field, or to be a blockbuster.

But from the perspective of a modern person, this rather rough finished sketch is definitely better than those printed in the textbooks of later generations, except for the facial features that have no sense of three-dimensionality and are outlined with a flat brush, there is nothing famous at all. ——Even the well-known handsome man Zhou Yu, Xun Yu and Lu Xun are top-notch, but the portraits that have been reduced to such a horrible state that it is impossible to restore their true appearance are much better.

It's rare to be free these days, so why not let him personally paint these precious talents in Lu Bu's tent, at least he can distinguish between beauty and ugliness, so that future generations will have the honor to admire the proud demeanor of these romantic heroes.

After making up his mind, Yan Qing prepared simple painting tools, and the first one to look for it was naturally that bad friend Guo Jia.

Arriving at the backyard familiarly, Yan Qing sat down on the chair and began to draw with a serious face.Guo Jia, who had closed his eyes and covered his eyes with a book, waited for a long time, but before he could speak, he couldn't help but turned sideways, opened his eyelids and looked at Yan Qing.

Then he was taken aback, and said slowly: "Jia didn't know, Chong Guang is also good at painting, painting, and ink."

Yan Qing said modestly: "So-so, not worth mentioning."

After Yan Qing and Lu Bu became frequent visitors to the house without invitation, Guo Jia gradually got used to it, and until now, he didn't bother to struggle any more.

It's just that since he learned to walk and run, he has moved his teeth like a mad rabbit, but now he is obediently in Yan Qing's arms, his eyes are shining with stars and he doesn't move. Sour water.

But rather than having to teach him a lesson, which is about to forget everyone, Guo Jia is more worried about Yan Qing's painting skills.

Seeing that Guo Jia was about to go around while touching the ground quietly, Yan Qing quickly told him to stop walking around: "Feng Xiao, don't move around."

Although Guo Jia stopped subconsciously as he said, he immediately questioned: "It's fine, what are you doing to draw me?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "Sit back and finish the painting after finishing the book."

The beauty with a fairy-like appearance frowned, with a slightly melancholy look, just like the secluded mountain stream filled with white mist, very charming and charming.

Guo Jia, who lingers in the flowers without touching a single leaf, thinks that she has gone through a lot of hard work and has survived many storms and waves, is also stunned by this beauty.

The most disgusting thing was that the brat Guo Yi, who was turning his elbows hard, waved his fat hands pretendingly, and repeated inarticulately: "Fat, fly away."

"Okay."

Since he accidentally fell into the trap of a beauty, Guo Jia had no choice but to sit back when he was half-doubted.

But according to his deep understanding of the black heart wrapped in Yan Qing's gentle and harmless, beautiful and amiable skin, he couldn't help but feel very uneasy at the moment. Wouldn't it be possible to distort Jia's appearance like a jade tree facing the wind into a monster?"

"You are using the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman." Yan Qing said solemnly: "Would you not allow you to look at it first?"

Only then did Guo Jia settle down.

The speed of Yan Qing's painting is unimaginably fast for Guo Jia. It takes him a stick of incense to complete a painting with a background.

It's just that he saw that Guo Jia was gradually immersed in the book, and he didn't pay attention to his movement any more, so he quietly sandwiched the completed painting into the white paper and continued to work on the next one.

After repeating this, when the remaining pages of the book were getting thinner and about to bottom out, Yan Qing gently brushed off the dust adhering to the surface of the most regular one, and showed it to Guo Jia.

The person in this painting looks exactly like himself, lifelike, almost jumping out of the paper in the next moment, making Guo Jia, who is as knowledgeable as he is, his eyes widen, and he eats it hard shock.

For this unprecedented exquisite painting skills, he is not stingy with praise and praises.

As for the painting itself, of course, it was forcibly ignorant by Guo Jiayi's gossip.

Yan Qing pushed the boat along with the current, and based on this condition, he painted a few more pictures of Guo Jia before going to the next family.

In the next half month, whenever Yan Qing had free time, he spent it visiting others.The results are also quite fruitful - in his hand, he has already collected the portraits of the main counselors and generals under Lu Bu's command, except for the portraits of Tian Yan, who are now unknown in the small court, and later became famous during the Cao Wei period. There are no mistakes or omissions among brilliant officials.

He even got an unexpected joy and really established a friendship with Zhong Yao, who is proficient in Danqing calligraphy.

In this happy ending, only Lu Bu, who thought he was the only one who could enjoy such treatment, was deeply unhappy.

When Yan Qing was taking a bath, he sat down in front of the desk without saying a word, opened the drawers, and looked through the portraits that had been taken privately one by one, and after adding impressions, they were really shameful portraits.

Guo Jia was blushing, holding a big empty wine jar in one hand, sleeping crookedly, with disheveled clothes, his lapel opened wildly to his thin waist; there was Jia Xu with a serious face, She imitated Hua Tuo's indecent posture in the Wu Qinxi show; there was Zhang Liao who was scolded by Lu Bu and looked down at the ground, clutching the corners of his clothes, looking like a full-fledged daughter-in-law; Fell into a mud pit, and continued to walk in the muddy water with a face like an enemy...

All the truths are revealed, but these are the "truths" that Yan Qing intends to seal up solemnly and leave to future generations to show the "truth" of this era.

How can we beautify them without conscience?

If Guo Jia and Jia Xu and the others found out and waited, they would definitely rush forward and beat Yan Qing who had such sinister intentions of course.

But Lu Bu looked more and more beautiful, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

——Only his Zhang Zhang is in high spirits, handsome and unrestrained.

Yan Qing came out refreshed, and was about to coax Lu Bu a few words in a warm voice, when he realized that for some reason, the other party had adjusted himself and was in a great mood.

He didn't look into it carefully, and closed his eyes and rested on Lu Bu's lap, allowing him to help him drain the water from his hair with a fine cloth, silently sighing in his heart that the strength was just right: "Speaking of which, Ziyi's injury has healed?"

Lu Bu kept moving his hands, and replied in his mouth: "I have reported to the barracks a few days ago."

As soon as Yan Qing recalled Tai Shici's tragic state of being wrapped up like a mummy before, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Your Majesty, you need to be prepared." Yan Qing slowly told the news he had just obtained from Gongqing, but in disrespectful terms: "Your Majesty has nothing to do all day long, so you have to eat and think about lust."

Lu Bu didn't even blink: "Choose a concubine?"

In fact, among the empresses and concubines of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Dong Guiren was the most troublesome.The pregnancy didn't stop, and he joined his father Dong Cheng to make a suit and conspired to assassinate Cao Cao, but Cao Cao was furious and killed them all.

However, Dong Cheng was originally a subordinate of Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Niu Fu, and he had caused some troubles in history. He was wiped out by Lu Bu as early as the day Dong Zhuo was put to death.

Yan Qing hummed softly, and said with a smile: "Last time, he wanted to build a large-scale construction project and build a palace. For this reason, he urged all the court officials to unite and put pressure on the lord. It's just that the lord just retreated due to the locust plague, and food was scarce. He refused on the grounds that it was inappropriate to waste people and money, he was recognizing the situation, but he was unwilling to be controlled, so he tried to use this to divide our army."

Not only did Liu Xie fail to fulfill his wish, but in a fit of rage, Yan Qing even manipulated this matter so that the emperor, who had no prestige at all, was firmly held in a cauldron that didn't care about the sufferings of Li Shu, causing complaints. Those Limin people who managed to live a good life and cherished this comfort very much even specially made up songs and sang them to ridicule him for his extravagance.

Liu Xielongyan was furious and wanted to capture and kill those nonsense troublemakers, but he didn't even have the three thousand Imperial Forest Army and the two old generals who were willing to risk their lives for the dignity of the Han Dynasty and did not care about themselves. How could it be possible to shout so movingly?

Yan Qing went, but turned a blind eye to it. He only stopped the spread on the surface, but did not eradicate it.

Because of this, Liu Xie's superficial affection for Yan Qing disappeared completely.

In Yan Qing's view, Liu Xie deserved it.

They knew internally that due to effective precautions, the three states under Lu Bu's rule would be least affected by the severe drought and locust plague this time.But it is impossible for Liu Xie, the Mi Chong who moved here after his career, to know.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty found another mansion to settle in, and the place where the emperor and a group of servants live now is the former governor's mansion vacated by Lu Bu, which was slightly repaired.Although it is not as magnificent as the palaces in Chang'an City, it is by no means crude.

Liu Xie probably wanted to use this request to test their obedience and the bottom line.

But I didn't want to hit a nail at the first hit.

Yan Qing broke away from his thoughts, didn't hear Lu Bu's reply for a long time, opened his eyes, and just met his thoughtful and deep gaze, as if he was troubled by this matter, he couldn't help smiling: "My lord, don't worry, wait Just go and deal with this matter." Of course it shouldn't be Lu Bu's turn to do the dirty work.

It seems that relying on the bloody lessons taught by Ma Teng and Han Sui is not enough.

You have already come to Xucheng, and you still want to be a tyrant?

When they were much easier to get along with than Cao Cao in history, they thought that after disposing of the useless Zhang Xiu, they could write it off, so that they could continue to bully his seemingly honest and honest lord?

Simply stupid.

Yan Qing was thinking quickly in his mind how to use a thunderous trick to let Liu Xie know how powerful it was. Lu Bu suddenly leaned over, kissed him, and gently let go of his fingers, revealing that satin-like black hair. Leaked out, asked: "How to deal with Chongguang desire?"

The author has something to say: let's make a mistake first (it seems that some readers don't like to read it), Lu Bu will become emperor, so the little emperor will have a bit of a role.

But not in the next chapter, I will mention it in one stroke.The next plot is not with him.