Yan Lide's face turned black directly. The old man just saw that you were tired, and wanted you to get out of the house early, okay?

Yan Lide barely squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, and put on an expression that was very considerate of others.

"Cheng Taichang don't say such things, you wear many hats, and you have a lot of official duties, how can you be delayed here because of this matter."

"When the old man has transcribed all your requirements, he will supervise the craftsmen to make them."

"You just have to come and have a look when you have free time and point the fingers......"

Cheng Chubi's eyes lit up. "Thank you Master Yan for your forgiveness, then let's get started."

Cheng Chubi read a sentence, Yan Lide, a master of the Tang Dynasty and his brother Yan Liben who were almost equal in artistic attainments, would put pen to paper and copy it.

Looking at the appreciative calligraphy, the Yan family is worthy of being full of artistic talents, and the calligraphy and painting of the two brothers are very good.

It's like Lao Cheng's house, the front hall is like a cottage hall, and I finally got a painting of Yan Liben before.

If you can get this Yan Liben's own brother to give me something, tsk......

Cheng Chubi fantasized happily in his heart, and took the opportunity to give Yan Lide a couple of sycophants.

"Master Yan is really powerful, it seems that you and Yan Langzhong are really brothers, and your artistic talent is really not covered."

"Okay, what's next, hurry up and ......" Yan Lide was tired of even lifting his eyelids.

This Cheng Sanlang, who once caused great trauma to his brother Yan Liben's body and mind.

is using his spicy eyes to the desperate lines, allowing himself to feel the despair and disgust of his younger brother Yan Liben when facing Cheng Laosan.

After two pillars of incense, Yan Lide finally copied all the requirements and specifications of Cheng Chubi's sand table and wargame deduction-related equipment.

Seeing that Yan Liben had already copied everything, Cheng Chubi stretched a big lazy waist comfortably, and saw Li Ji waving at him not far away.

After accusing Yan Lide, he rushed over and walked outside the yard with this father's good brother to brag and fart.

Soon, the yard began to be noisy with all kinds of tools, and pieces of wood were dismembered, cut, and spliced.

From time to time, Yan Lide glanced at Cheng Laosan's calligraphy work that was still placed on the desk, and wanted to throw it in the trash several times.

Or throw it directly into the carbon brazier next to it to relieve your restless mood.

But the problem is that Cheng Laosan was still squatting in the yard with Li Ji before, and he didn't know where he went, and he couldn't find anyone if he wanted him to put that thing away.

A craftsman passing by came over with tools to look at the drawings.

I happened to see Cheng Saburo's masterpiece, and I was stunned for a long time but I couldn't understand what it was.

Yan Lide became angry directly. "Look at what, hurry up and do something, the drawings are over there, this is waste paper."

The craftsman said yes and then leaned over to the drawings and looked at them carefully, and then continued to shout at his companions to get busy.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, setting off Cheng Chubi's heartwork, and then rolled up, and then slid down to the brazier not far away.

Yan Lide subconsciously raised his hand to grasp it, but the artist's reason and disdain for ugly things made him pause in time.

Seeing that the white paper with the ghost drawing talismans was burned and turned into gray smoke, Yan Lide suddenly had a comfortable feeling of pouring iced lotus seed soup on dog days.

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"Where's my manuscript?" Cheng Chubi went out for a walk with Li Ji and returned to the small courtyard.

Looking at the case that only Yan Lide's book was left, the whole person was not good.

That's the hard work of developing wargames and sand tables by yourself, how can you say that there is no no?

Yan Lide saw Cheng Chubi looking left and right there, and couldn't help but persuade.

"Maybe it was blown away by the wind, just a piece of paper."

Cheng Chubi's eyes turned and saw Yan Lide's calligraphy artwork that was still spread out on the desk, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

As the saying goes, there is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

However, if you want to get your hands on Master Yan's calligraphy artwork, it seems that it is time for the old Cheng family to perform again.

Cheng Chubi met Yan Lide's gaze, his expression was so heavy, and his gaze was so sad.

"That, that's the brainchild of the lower officials, and it's gone if you don't say it's gone......"

"How's that for good? There are a lot of ideas and ideas in it, all of which are related to other new inventions. ”

Yan Lide just dryly persuaded Cheng Chubi to say a few words, but there was no substantive act of sympathy.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed in his heart, this old guy is quite difficult.

However, in order to strive for the artwork that can be put together by Yan's double wall.

Cheng Chubi felt that he should be treated sincerely, so he simply saluted Yan Lide, his expression was so sincere.

"Master Yan, that is the hard work of the lower official, and now it is gone, and the lower official has a reluctant request......

"I also hope that Master Yan can help and record another copy for the lower officials."

Yan Lide looked at Cheng Chubi and looked at himself with blank eyes, as if there were tears rippling in his eyes.

Yes, this is a junior after all, and besides, he is also serving the country.

And he just watched coldly, watching this kid's hard work burned to the ground, although his thoughts were a lot.

But after all, well, after all, it's not appropriate to sit on the sidelines like this.

After thinking about it, Yan Lide, a good person, finally softened his heart, and he couldn't stand Cheng Chubi's pleading, so he sat down in front of the desk.

"Well, in that case, the official will give you a copy."

"Thank you, Master Yan, you are really a good person, just like your brother."

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be overjoyed, sure enough, things in the world, there must be gains if there is a loss, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Cheng Chubi stood aside, watching the Yan Da artist sit upright, writing and writing.

Although Cheng Chubi's own brush words, at most they are at the same level as the Cheng family's four, five or six.

But this does not prevent him from having a pair of art connoisseurs' eyes, and Yan Lide's calligraphy art attainments are quite high.

I thought that in the future in the gathering hall of Lao Cheng's family, Yan Liben's paintings were hung on one side, and Yan Lide's calligraphy works were hung on the other.

Tut-tut...... In an instant, I felt that the front hall of the old Cheng family's Juyi Hall style had risen by at least two steps in grade and style.

Yan Lide's pen is like flying, the pen is like a dragon and snake wandering on the tribute paper, and the words are very energetic and energetic on the paper.

After a long time, Yan Lide slowly put down his pen and looked at the newly transcribed wargame deduction and sand table size specifications and material descriptions with great appreciation.

This piece of writing is very smooth, and the important thing is that when writing, the meaning of the pen is extremely smooth.

Yan Lide himself is also very satisfied, which can be regarded as a rare masterpiece in his calligraphy works.

I was really reluctant to give it away, but when I saw Cheng Chubi's appearance, I thought of my promise.

Yan Lide reluctantly handed the newly transcribed paper to Cheng Chubi. "Take it, but don't lose it."

At this time, after Cheng Chubi left, Li Ji, who had been wandering around for a long time, finally entered the courtyard leisurely.

I saw Cheng Chubi take a piece of tribute paper full of handwriting from Yan Lide's hand.

This kid took the piece of tribute paper, and he smiled happily. Li Ji was stunned, and walked over quickly.

"It's ......"

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