With this sentence as the foundation, Cheng Chubi breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked to the spring map, cautiously examining the handwriting of the Tang Emperor.

If you want to have wind, and it is still a spring breeze, then you can't have leaves that have been blown off, so the lines of the wind must be soft.

The wind should be a strong line with a strong ink and a slight curvature, and then the wind should be the kind of soft and thin line with curls......

Seeing Cheng Chubi's expression very solemn, he stood in front of this spring picture for a long time without moving, his brows were deeply locked, and his expression was very serious.

Such a move also made Yan Liben, a master of Chinese painting, and Li Shimin, who loves the art of calligraphy and painting, rarely solemn and straightened their bodies.

As for Li Ke and Li Chengqian, the two brothers were squatting together and muttering quietly.

"Third brother, is he okay?"

"I don't know, but when he took a knife and disemboweled rabbits and dogs.

The technique is very precise and ingenious, and I think there should be a ......."

was whispering, and saw that Cheng Chubi had finally finished the draft.

Smile confidently, raise the pen in his hand, and brush the ...... Brush......

“？！？！？！”

The eyes of the four adults present were all glared to the extreme in an instant, and Li Ke not only stared, but also grinned.

maintained a sideways posture of communicating with Li Chengqian in a low voice, looking like a husky whose appearance is inversely proportional to his IQ and tilting his head to think about life.

Li Chengqian closed his eyes, opened his eyes again, and stared blankly at the two arcs.

A curve with a small circle appears on the emperor's spring chart.

The whole person was confused, Cheng Laosan had a wrist slippery?

Yan Liben, a master of Chinese painting, looked very confused, his hand holding the tea soup was frozen in mid-air, and his eyes were dull.

Li Shimin's eyes widened like copper bells, and he should have shot lightning shrewdness.

But at this moment, what is shot out is a series of lightning-like bewilderment. What the hell is this?!

Li Shimin tried hard to tell himself not to be angry. The little bastard who took a pen and ruined his proud work was a poor half-crazy junior.

But looking at those two curves, he always felt that his lungs were about to burst into flames.

Cheng Chubi saw it, and he saw that His Majesty the Tang Emperor, whose face was getting darker and darker, raised a hand, and the tips of his fingers seemed to be trembling.

"You, what are you doing on the painting?" Uncle Li's voice trembled a little, as if he was overly shocked.

“…… The two strokes I drew represent the breeze, uncle, don't you see it? ”

Cheng Chubi was a little unhappy. Sure enough, the generation gap between himself and these famous historical figures.

It's really deep, more than a thousand years deep.

"Huh...... Wind?! Li Shimin directly hehe. God's special wind, and the breeze?

Believe it or not, the old man will throw you from the top of the boat into the river right now and see if you can see the wind in circles in front of you!

Li Ke looked up at the sky with a desperate expression. Brother Chubi, how can you do this?

I haven't been sick these days, why did I start getting sick when I came to see my father today?

The corners of Yan Liben's eyes twitched, he put down the tea bowl, rubbed his fingers that were almost burned, and shook his head again and again.

It's really hammered, and the third son of the Lu Guogong family is not completely crazy.

"Alas...... The old man has been painting for decades, and he has admired thousands of ancient and modern paintings.

It's the first time I've seen someone draw the wind directly. ”

Li Chengqian hurriedly reminded Li Shimin.

"Father, it seems that Cheng Saburo, who has just recovered from a serious illness, has a talent in painting.

It's a different way...... The same is true of his medical skills. ”

Take a deep breath, this is a stupid, no, this is a poor baby who has lost his mind and has not yet recovered.

He is the king of a country, is it necessary for His Majesty the Emperor to be as knowledgeable as this kid?

If it spreads, it will be laughed at by the world, be calm, you must be calm.

calmed down, Li Shimin deserved to be an old driver in charge of a country, and quickly adjusted his emotions.

Of course, this is in the case of trying to control himself and not raising his eyes to see his heart-wrenching masterpiece "Stepping on Spring" being ruined.

"Well, the virtuous nephew is really a very person, and his thinking is strange, which really shocks the old man."

Li Shimin tried to squeeze out a smile, but he always inhaled with his back molars when he spoke.

“…… The old man won't go around in circles, I heard that you are sure to cure General Qin's old illness, I don't know if there is such a thing. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi, who always felt that Uncle Li's mood was wrong, breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded calmly.

"The little nephew did say such things, and I have already proved to Brother Weide that I have such ability."

The confident tone and high-spirited figure seem to confirm that he is not arrogant.

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and narrowed his sharp eagle eyes.

"The old man remembers that the two Taoist chiefs, Sun and Yuan, once said that the most dangerous thing about Qin Qing's old disease was an arrow stuck between the sternum."

"How are you going to take it out without hurting Qin Qing's life?"

"Well...... Cheng Chubi opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to describe it in words, and he always felt that it was easier to explain with pictures at this time.

"Uncle, can you lend me a piece of paper?" Cheng Chubi's eyes fell on the table covered with rice paper.

"What do you want paper for?" Li Shimin's face darkened. Isn't it enough for you to spoil my "Spring Journey"?

"Uncle, this, just by mouth, I'm afraid you won't understand, it's better to supplement it in the form of pictures, so that it is simple and clear.

Just like when I communicate with Sun and Yuan, I do this. ”

"In that case, you can use it." Li Shimin nodded helplessly, and took a look first.

"Actually, it's like this, for me, I want to take out the arrow from Uncle Qin's chest.

It is a seemingly unsimple operation, but it is actually relatively easy to solve, why do you say that......"

Cheng Chubi took out a specially customized charcoal pen from his arms, and then brushed several strokes on the white rice paper.

This time, Cheng Chubi drew very seriously, especially the circle that represented the head.

No worse than Na Yuan's planning, a perfect stickman appeared on clean rice paper.

"Look, this is the chest ......," Cheng Chubi nodded with a charcoal pen with satisfaction, representing the middle of the straight line of the stickman's torso.

"No, you wait a minute, this is a person?"

Li Shimin stretched out his head and his eyes were like copper bells Li Ke pulled aside, and his face turned black.

"Of course, the torso, the limbs, and the head are all obvious, aren't they?"

Cheng Chubi was not happy. You are the Emperor Majesty, but you are not free to slander the efforts of an excellent medical worker.

It's a little rough, but it's so simple and clear, you can't let me spend three or five hours first.

Draw a real human anatomy and explain this minor surgery to you, right?

"That, nephew of Chu Bixian, you let ......"

Yan Liben rubbed his face violently with both hands, strode forward, and motioned for Cheng Chubi to tilt his body for the time being.

“？？？” Cheng Chubi was a little confused, and Yan Liben snatched Cheng Sanlang's masterpiece away and threw it on the floor.

Cheng Chubi's face was dark, and he was about to speak, when he saw the master of Chinese painting lifting the brush, boom, boom, boom......

Li Shimin's black face, which had become the bottom of the pot, gradually returned to its normal color, and he spat out a depressed turbidity with relief.

"This is the only way to make people ......"