Cheng Chubi, who was laughing wildly, turned dark, and he was so distracted that he choked into his trachea with saliva.

At this moment, there was a faint hearty laughter outside.

"Daddy! Daddy must be back! The eyes of the three younger brothers lit up, like three black lightning bolts, and disappeared out of the door in an instant.

Cheng Chubi, who coughed several times before relieving his breath, turned his head to look at the rice paper that was blown up by the wind, and he was really helpless.

These three little bastards don't have to work hard to study, and they run faster than dogs when they are lively, which doubles the pressure on Cheng Chubi, the old Cheng family's cultural responsibility.

When Cheng Chubi arrived in the front hall, he saw the three younger brothers looking at the father Cheng Jin, who had his hands on his hips and a heroic laugh, with a look of admiration.

"Wha...... The third child also came to see what this is. ”

Following the direction of Cheng biting the golden finger, Cheng Chubi saw Cheng Jie, the head of the guard, Cheng Fu, the chief housekeeper, Cheng Ji, the kitchen manager, and Cheng Ping, the account manager.

Well, the capable cadres of the old Cheng family: "Robbing the rich and helping the poor" were divided into two groups, and they were all very proud to hang up the two calligraphy and paintings that had been framed.

Cheng Chubi's eyes couldn't help but light up. What he saw, he saw the painting painted by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin.

There are also Tang Dynasty prince Li Chengqian and Shu king Li Ke put pen on it, and he, the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, drew two spring breeze spring pictures.

At this moment, there is an extra line of words on it, although it is far away and it is not clear to see clearly, Cheng Yanjin has already made an answer on the side.

"This is His Majesty's signature and seal, haha, how about it, hand it over to Dad, it will definitely be done, right?"

"Dad, you're really that." Cheng Chubi cocked his thumb in convincing.

Originally, I thought that my father was ashamed, but I didn't expect Li Shimin to stamp and sign it.

Cheng Yanjin saw the adoring gaze of the third child, and raised his eyebrows beautifully.

"However, Your Majesty has said that his masterpiece is not allowed to be hung in the main hall.

It can only be appreciated by our old Cheng family and must not be leaked, otherwise it will be punished as the crime of bullying the king. ”

Cheng Chubi was unhappy when he heard it. It seems that this Uncle Li really lacks an understanding of animation art.

Cheng Yanjin saw that his son seemed to be in a bad mood, and patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder and comforted.

"It's okay, just hang it at home, it's not bad for your family to appreciate it, anyway, this is a good baby that can be used as an heirloom."

"That's what Daddy said, but this one ...... That's not right. Only then did Cheng Chubi notice another painting, and his eyes couldn't help but widen, a little confused.

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No, it's obviously a pockmarked face, why has it changed now, and it has become seven people?

"This one in Yan Lang...... The pockmarked face you handed over to your father before, my father originally wanted him to sign and stamp a seal. ”

"Who knows that the old man is not happy to live or die, and if he wants to die or live, he has to ask for that pockmarked face back.

Of course, the old man was not happy, but Lao Yan said that he had to have a friendship with the old man for more than ten years, and if he wanted to send it, he would send me a good one.

In the end, I repainted a new picture for our old Cheng family and replaced the pockmarked face. ”

"Dad thinks this picture is crowded and festive, so ah, I changed it with him."

Cheng Biting Jin stroked the thick beard like a steel needle, and said to Cheng Chubi with a pleasant face.

"If you don't think it's possible, Dad will go and ask you to come back."

Cheng Chubi came close and saw this new painting. I couldn't help but light up my eyes.

On this scroll, which is at least three feet wide, there are seven figures, one of which is particularly large, standing in the center.

It is the kind of portrait of a person with a thick beard like Vajra Veta, a hideous face, angry eyebrows, and a golden armor of mountain scripts.

Holding a magic weapon that looks a bit like a big axe? Stepping on tigers and leopards, and around this imposing heavenly god-like figure.

It is six smaller ones, with different expressions, but they are also portraits of gods with hideous faces, fierce gods, and beards.

It seems that the weapons they hold in their hands are similar to the main characters in the middle, and also similar to sharp weapons such as large axes.

"Dad, just this one, this one is beautiful." Cheng Chubi's eyes lit up with joy. Daddy is out of the horse, a top two.

"Dad, you are really amazing, not only did you get a signature, but you also got such a big painting, one person for seven, and you made money."

Cheng Biting Jin haha, copying with both hands, the five and sixth, the two bear children, were hugged by Cheng Biting Jin one by one.

The bearded man made the two boys squeak and scream, and then let go contentedly.

"This painting, with all the forms of gods, is indeed a vivid and rare masterpiece." Cheng Chubi took a few steps back with satisfaction, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt good-looking.

I even feel that the characters are a little familiar, could it be that I have seen similar paintings in later generations?

"Dad, this one is beautiful, where are you going to hang it?"

Cheng Chubi said as he swept over the hall that was obviously in the style of the Gathering Hall. There's a bit of a stalk in my heart......

In the blank space in the hall, there are either hanging knives, guns and weapons, or hanging the furs of fierce beasts hunted by Cheng Yanjin himself.

There is even a tattered military flag and a tattered iron helmet, which is said to be the glorious evidence of the father's capture of the flag before the battle.

"Such a hideous figure in armor is very in line with the style of our old Cheng family,"

Cheng Yanjin stroked his beard for a long time, pointed to a place and shouted at Cheng Jie. "Go and take off that bear skin and hang this painting of Lao Yan."

Cheng Chubi didn't dare to comment on the aesthetics of his father, who liked physics education. But this fierce and vicious painting hangs in this hall, which is surprisingly fitting.

Well, the style is very old Cheng's family.

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At this time, the eldest brother and the second brother also returned to the mansion on duty, and just happened to bump into this scene, and the seven pure men of the family stood in the hall together.

He was influenced by the works of art of Yan Da artists and His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

"I saw these paintings. I also think it's good-looking, it's so good-looking, Dad, the child is so eye-catching. These are the original words of the eldest brother Cheng Chumo.

"The mountains and rivers are good, the horses are good, the birds are good, and the people are good, and the children are reluctant to take their eyes off it." This is the original words of the second brother Cheng Chuliang.

Cheng Biting Jin stroked the thick beard like steel needles, and smiled kindly.

"That's not it, dad thinks so too, looking at these paintings, dad feels as comfortable as pouring a few cups of Sanle pulp."

Cheng Chubi listened to the conversation between his father and the two brothers, and pulled the corners of his mouth with a smile to show his agreement.

Well, this is the end of the lack of nine-year compulsory education and the unwillingness to read and read.

Cheng Ri only knows the end of dancing knives and boxing, drinking and boxing, and even the sycophants are extraordinarily jerky, and the words of praise are even more dry and sad.

The paintings of Uncle Li, the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Fu carefully put them away.

Ready to hang it in the back house, it will become a precious collection that the Lu Guogong Mansion cannot declare to the public.

The boss, who was looking at this portrait of a character with all the shapes and spirits, turned his head sharply, glanced at his father, and then looked at the painting.

Such a repetition made Cheng Chubi suspicious. "Big brother, you look at the painting and look at your father, what's wrong?"

"Don't you see? How do I think that the god general in this painting looks exactly like my father. ”

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