As soon as I heard this, the people behind me stopped doing it, and it was already a miracle that the soldiers fighting on both sides could line up in a line without any mess, and it was really unimaginable to wait for another half an hour.

"My wife has been painting for a few hours, and now the grain of rice has not entered, and it has not been stained with water, in order to avoid any mistakes in the portrait of the uncles in the future, I also ask the military masters to give a time, let us have some tea and rice."

Han Shi saluted slightly, slightly raising his voice slightly higher than usual.

Then asked Mo Jian to send the pieces of paper to everyone in order, "These numbers are all written in the order in which the military masters line up, and you can draw portraits in order later." If you don't see it, please forgive me. ”

Although they were all reluctant, they didn't want the conflict to be caused by themselves, and they saw that each other didn't cause trouble, and they even passed it safely.

In addition, it was already time for lunch, so everyone took the note and went to eat together.

I made a lot of money today, and when I ordered food, Han Shi specially ordered pork, and then added a plate of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of green vegetables and tofu soup, and the three of them ate like this.

Because I thought about developing the right brain when I practiced before, Mo Wu also consciously exercised his left hand, although he was not as good as his right hand in calligraphy and painting, but there was no problem with eating or something, and the left hand of this body was also inexplicably flexible, which made Mo Wu secretly surprised.

The portrait in the morning was too tiring, although I was a little lazy in some places, but my right hand was so tired that I couldn't lift it.

"Can I sneak back? My hand hurts so much that I can't lift it now, and I still have sixty-one people to paint in the afternoon, and if I add a few more, I won't be able to finish my painting even if I break my hand. ”

After eating a few bites of food and replenishing some nutrients, Mo Wu finally boldly said his thoughts.

"Your portrait is so similar, everyone wants to entrust it to their relatives at home, to give a little comfort."

Han Shi on the side ate unhurriedly and said lightly.

I wondered in my heart, how could a frontier woman, who couldn't even read words, have such a good painter?

It's almost impossible to rub the face mold, and the speed is also good, without decades of experience accumulation, it is impossible to have this magic skill.

What's more, how can a girl with a family with four walls have so much money to buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to practice painting?

"But there's too many of them, right? Have they not been home since the beginning of the war? ”

"It has been more than eight years since the conflict, and because of the inconvenience of entering and leaving the poisonous forest, these sergeants have not returned to their hometowns for eight years, and for the shortest, they have not seen their relatives for three or five years."

Han Shi explained softly.

"That's too inhumane, isn't it?!"

Mo Wu almost screamed.

Mo Jian's eyes flashed, "Sister, what is humanity?" ”

Most of the people who ate at the same restaurant also came to see it.

It seems like a new term here.

Mo Wu hurriedly covered up, "What about Dongqiang?" Why do so many people come to paint portraits in Dongqiang? Isn't this their home? Do you also want to miss it? ”

Han Shi shook his head, "Dongqiang was actually originally the border between Jingyao and Fuyue, and has always been a vassal to Jingyao, because the territory is mostly mountainous, rugged and steep, and there are many poisonous snakes and beasts, so dozens of tribes are only formed in relatively flat places, and then they are unified by the Eastern clan, but the Yuezhai clan has been in chaos, and the Dongqiang King has to fight against the imperial court, and on the other hand, he has to suppress the Yuezhai clan, and the army personnel are even tighter, it seems that the road is not far, but the remote back and forth over the mountains and mountains is also in March and April, which cannot be returned. There are also a lot of people. ”

Although he has calmed down a little emotionally with Dongqiang, he is still dissatisfied with this war in his heart, "This battle has been fought for eight years, and there is no result on both sides, even if you can't fight hard for a reason, why not make peace?" ”

"Peace talks? This battle has gone through seven years and is almost eight years, and there are not 300,000 dead and wounded on both sides, but also 200,000, these 200,000 are all good men in the prime of life, how many families' hopes and sustenance, but they are buried on the battlefield without a result, who can accept it? The interests involved in this are also complicated, and even if the bosses on both sides have the intention to negotiate peace, they must also weigh what the result of the peace negotiation will be, which cannot be ended by the people in one sentence. ”

"The deceased has caused so many families to experience pain, and the living have also made the family fearful, which local people do not want the war to end and rebuild their homes as soon as possible?! What soldier doesn't want to be reunited with his family and live in peace as soon as possible?! The ruler should find a way to negotiate peace, end the attrition of this war as much as possible, and restore peace to the people. Otherwise, it is dereliction of duty. ”

Mo Wu said indignantly.

The whole hall was silent.

"Rulers? Interests? Malfeasance? ”

For these terms, Han Shi felt a little as if he didn't understand.

"If you don't want us to be afraid, you should stop criticizing the government in public, otherwise you will be killed."

Thinking that the soldiers who came here to eat were all sergeants on both sides, and he couldn't get that he would become the target of public criticism, and his great crossing plan would be wiped out.

Just after eating, the time for a cup of tea is not yet, there is already a long queue in front of the stall, especially the group of people standing in the front row, the formation is very strong, and the people behind are also gathered into a group.

"Am I still there?"

Mo Wu was a little timid, everyone's eyes showed a fierce light, and they were all marching people, just one of them could lift themselves up, "I'm going over now, will they fight?" ”

"If you don't go over now, they're more likely to fight."

"I don't want to go."

"Since they have been given a little hope, the thoughts they want to place on depend on you."

Han Seok encouraged.

boldly walked to the position where the stall was set up just now, both sides were crowded with people, and there was a person sitting in the middle surrounded by people, and the smell of gunpowder hostile to the people behind was very strong.

Before I sat down, someone immediately studied ink, laid paper, served tea, and changed the cushion.

The two of them didn't know what to do for a while, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is, this is tormenting the grass people." ”

It was Han Shi who spoke first.

"This little brother, I took the number, and the number one is the first?"

A warm magnetic male voice penetrated the crowd unhurriedly, falling to the ears of the two, a crowded cluster of people scattered around, neatly arranged on both sides, there was actually a red lacquer carved Taishi chair in the middle, a man in white slowly stood up from the vermilion carved Taishi chair, the white jade-like slender and flawless right hand was holding a white note as big as two fingers, and someone immediately respectfully took the note in his hand.

This person is too arrogant, isn't he?

Mo Wu complained in his heart, you know, now he is setting up a stall on the street, and the street here is only two carriages at most, this person completely disregarded others and placed a Taishi chair in the middle of the street, and was surrounded by so many people, it was almost about to cause a traffic jam, but no one stood up to accuse this matter.

After seeing the person who was surrounded by everyone in the middle, Mo Wu couldn't help but gasp, it's not that he hasn't seen a handsome guy before, but this person is absolutely extraordinary, the finely carved facial features, with the femininity and toughness of ghosts and demons, the narrow and slightly raised Danfeng eyes are like being able to hook the soul, his eyebrows turned to himself, and his heart skipped a few times.

Dressed in white, piping and embroidered, there is a cicada-shaped blood jade hanging on the white jade belt, and the long hair with dark green is like the Tianchi Waterfall that falls from the sky.

Seeing Mo Wu looking straight at herself, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she was completely accustomed to her own charm, "I heard that girl, you are good at painting, unparalleled in the world, you can rub your face on paper, and you want to get one below, I don't know if it's possible?" ”

Seeing such a stunning color, Mo Wu was already speechless, and his little heart was beating out of rhythm.

According to the general logic of time-traveling novels, the most handsome man should be owned by the heroine, right?

If you can be paired with such a stunning man, this life will not be in vain.

The person who was already thinking about it in his mind kept swallowing.

"I don't know what this adult is called, Mo Wu is a grass insider, and she is no longer a girl. The afternoon portrait is based on the morning number, so please come in order. ”

Seeing such a stunning man, even a man would inevitably feel a little throbbing, and Han Shi didn't mind Mo Wu's loss of manners, but said gently.

The man in white gestured slightly, and the Tsing Yi entourage just now handed over a note, which was the number written by Han Shi in the morning, it seems that he asked for the number with others, and this person is by no means an ordinary family regardless of his appearance, if he is not mistaken, it should be the legendary King of Lanshan, Dongfang Heshuo!

The fair-skinned face was a little weak, and when he looked at Mo Wu's unblinking eyes, he was inevitably a little contemptuous: "Madam, can you start?" ”

Han Shi secretly pushed Mo Wu, "Madam, it's time to paint a portrait of this uncle." ”

"It's unbelievable that there are such stunning men in this world."

Mo Wu, who came back to his senses, couldn't hide the amazement in his heart, sat down, picked up the pen to paint, and in the time of half a pillar of incense, it was already a painting, looking at the perfect handsome face in the portrait, he couldn't help but sigh and admire, "It's so handsome, you said that if I frame this portrait and sell it, how many daughters will rush to buy it first?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around couldn't help but laugh, and the man in white was a little displeased, as if he had been trivialized, and ordered someone to take a portrait to see it, and it was really the same as himself.

"Madame's brushwork is really good, a little ink can depict people so godlike, I don't know if I would like to go to Fuyue Palace and fall under the tent of Lanshan?"

It's not like a request, it's full of conceit.

Isn't it just a better skin?

Even if the modern handsome guy is not so naturally amazing, there are many eye-catching, he has already appreciated the beauty of the world, Mo Wu is still clear, this person must be a Dongqiang nobleman, although now Dongqiang can stalemate with the imperial court, but the future of development is not big, not to mention that the poor water is really not in line with his own aesthetics and life pursuit, he has accumulated enough money and silver to go to the weak water, there is no need to have anything to do with the Dongqiang nobles at this time.

"Thank you, my lord, I'm just a folk woman, all I can do is to draw an image in the same way, and I'm vulgar and ignorant, I don't even know a few words, it's really difficult to get into the elegant hall. I hope that the adults will move for the time being, and there are still many people waiting behind. ”

Dongfang Heshuo looked at her with a smile for a while, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to leave.

That posture, the innate noble aristocratic temperament made the people around him automatically bypass and give way.

There are almost a few people who come over to spread flowers, so it will be more compatible with the scene of the big names in the movie, Mo Wu sighed in his heart, this stunning man is not his own after all.