Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin can both be called talented women, and they are both talented and beautiful!

But with the knowledge of the two of them, even if they want to break their heads, they can't think of anyone in history who can paint so realistically, and this painting is still painted with a black thing. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"This, that's too similar, isn't it? It's completely a miniature version of Sister Miaomiao. Xu Wanjun turned her head to look at Zhu Song, who was painting with her heart, and said, "Husband, what kind of painting skills are you using here?" ”

"Be quiet, just watch from the side." Zhu Song didn't even look at Xu Wanjun, but just threw out such a sentence.

Xu Wanjun also couldn't help asking, and only reacted when she heard Zhu Song's words, this painting is like playing chess, it is best to put all your heart and soul into it, she is so interrupted, it is very likely that Zhu Song will make a mistake.

Simply, Xu Wanjun kept silent, just stared at Zhu Song's eyes and watched how Zhu Song wrote, and the humble learning look made people laugh.

At this moment, Xu Miaojin, who was sitting quietly on the chair and not moving, also noticed the expressions of Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin, and began to doubt, could it be that her husband is really a national player?

Thinking like this, Xu Miaojin began to feel a little anxious: how could Jun Mei show such a stunned expression, and how did her husband draw?

"Miaomiao, you sit down for me, don't move, when the time comes, you will be painted ugly, don't blame me." Zhu Song scared Xu Miaojin on his lips, but his pen became faster and faster, more accurate, and more stable.

But people, that's it, the more you quiet him, the harder it will be for her to calm down.

So, Xu Miaojin couldn't sit still more and more, but she still listened to Zhu Song's words and sat up straight as much as possible, just a pair of beautiful eyes turned around, it seemed that her curiosity had been provoked by Xu Miaojin and them.

"Whew, let's fix the picture a little bit at the end!" After another quarter of an hour, Zhu Song finally withdrew his hand.

Putting down the carbon block in his hand, taking the wet towel handed over by Song Minglin to wipe his hands, Zhu Song directly picked up the wooden board that was used as a drawing board and placed it directly on the table on the side.

"It's finally over, the concubine has to take a good look at it, whether the husband is really ...... drawn" Xu Miaojin stood up from the chair and stretched directly.

Don't look at sitting, but if you keep the same role for a long time, you will feel uncomfortable.

But before she finished speaking, when she saw the rice paper on the table, a pair of beautiful eyes opened wide, cherry lips opened, and jade fingers like spring onions, pointing at the rice paper: "This, is this a concubine?!" ”

Although the meaning of the words is a question sentence, the tone is quite affirmative!

"It's still Miaomiao, you are very discerning, and your husband is optimistic about you." Zhu Song nodded, and a smug color appeared on his face.

Zhu Song's tail is upturned, and it is clear that it is painted with Xu Miaojin, so it can't be painted as Xu Wanjun, right? How blind must the painter be?

"That's too similar, isn't it?" Xu Miaojin still couldn't believe it, "Xiangxiang, go get the bronze mirror." ”

Xiangxiang, who had just walked in from outside, was stunned for a moment, saw Xu Miaojin's anxious expression, turned around and ran out, and ran back again in less than ten breaths, and at this moment he was already holding a bright bronze mirror in his hand.

Xu Miaojin copied the bronze mirror from Xiangxiang's hand, while looking at his own reflection in the bronze mirror, while looking at the sketches on the table, constantly comparing, as if looking for differences.

"Husband, you, your painting is not only very similar, but even the temperament is very similar!" Xu Wanjun's face showed appreciation, she shook her head slightly, and said: "If it is painted by the concubine, it will never be so similar and so expressive!" ”

"Wanjun, what you said is very comfortable in your husband's heart, but you don't have to be arrogant."

Zhu Song turned his head to look at Xu Wanjun and continued: "Actually, it's not that the husband is too good at painting, but the husband is just different from the artistic conception of ink painting, and it is more realistic, which makes you feel that whether it is from the god shape or temperament, it is the same as the original character, extremely similar." ”

"Then, can you learn this kind of painting technique from the concubine?" Xu Miaojin's heart was moved, and even Xu Wanjun and Song Minglin blushed and looked at Zhu Song expectantly.

"What can you learn and can't learn. Target? Zhu Song nodded slightly to the third girl. "This is not a very clever painting technique, this painting technique is called sketching, to put it bluntly, it is a method of painting with monochrome lines to express things in the intuitive world." You see, this painting focuses on structure and form......"

I really didn't expect that Zhu Song still had the potential to be a good teacher, and he explained sketches to Xu Miaojin's daughter, which was endless, just like chewing Xuan. Mai chewing gum is the same, and it can't be stopped at all.

……

Such a leisurely day lasted until early summer, that is to say, Zhu Song and his family lived in the palace of the king of Xinhan outside Nanjing for more than five months.

In the past five months, the imperial court has been purging the 'Sakura Restoration Society', the Japanese slaves in the 'Japanese slave control area', because of the front face of the 'Sakura Restoration Society', almost half of them died.

The small countries around the Ming Dynasty, because of the large-scale slaughter of Japanese slaves by the Ming Dynasty, became noisy, and even a few small countries were afraid that the Ming Dynasty would send troops to attack them, so they took the initiative to send a letter of surrender and tribute, and became a province of the Ming Dynasty to protect the safety of their royal family.

As for Zhu Song, these few months are the most leisurely time, taking the children every day, shopping, and even going to the surrounding prefectures and counties for a few days, going to the Qinhuai River to fish, and living a chic and moisturizing life.

It is worth mentioning that Zhu Song resented that the palace was built too big, and it took a full two quarters of an hour to walk from the gate of the palace to the front hall.

It took the lunatics of the firearms battalion a month and hundreds of failures to build the bicycle. Mother. The ground is a variable speed bike.

This time, Zhu Song's life in the palace is convenient, and there are bicycles in and out, at least when there is something urgent in the palace, it can save a lot of time.

After Zhu Di heard about this, he also personally came to the Han Wangfu and tried to ride a bicycle, and then he was deeply immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, so he directly ordered the firearms battalion to make a hundred vehicles, in addition to putting them in the palace, and also rewarded some civil and military ministers.

In this way, bicycles began to appear in the streets.

Those Ming businessmen were very smart, plus Zhu Song built a bicycle factory, which was directly sold publicly, and under the improvement of the maniacs in the firearms camp, the cost of bicycles fell again and again, and recently, the cost of a bicycle by Zhu Song was only a few taels of silver, but he sold it for a hundred taels of silver.

This sounds a bit expensive, but Daming has never lacked rich people, although this kind of ordinary car is not as good as those aristocratic variable speed bicycles, but it can also make those rich businessmen or small nobles, there is a sense of superiority that is beyond ordinary people, right?

In addition, compared with horses, although the speed is not comparable, but the victory is simple to operate, and it is also more convenient than riding, and the current price can be much cheaper than those thoroughbred horses, so in the last half a month, up to the princes and nobles, down to the wealthy businessmen, the people's homes, have ridden the bicycle.

Zhu Song believes that in another year or even half a year, bicycles will prevail in the entire Ming Dynasty, and then it will be regarded as a small change in transportation.

Of course, bicycles don't cover all roads, at least on bumpy mountain roads and grassy plains, so bicycles aren't as convenient as horses.

There is still a long way to go!

……

On this day, Zhu Song was in his yard, teaching Zhu Xuankun to ride a bicycle.

Of course, it's not an adult-like gearbike, but a custom-made children's bike with two small wheels at the back.

Don't look at the little guy learning martial arts and reading books, he can read it once, but for the bicycle, this little guy scratched his head, even if the car was installed with two small wheels, it would have to fall more than ten times.

It's just a stupid to the extreme!

"Hahaha, brother, why do you still ask your father to support you?" On the wide square in the front yard of King Han's Mansion, Zhu Xuankun was trembling and pedaling a four-wheeled car, and Zhu Song was behind Zhu Xuankun, holding the back seat of the car.

Zhu Qiyue pedaled the small car and rode quickly in front of Zhu Xuankun, with a little face full of pride.

The little girl is much faster than Zhu Xuankun to learn to ride a bicycle, and after riding a four-wheeled car for three days, she asked someone to unload the two small wheels at the back, and the little short legs swished and rode fast.

"Xiao Yueyue, stinky girl!" Zhu Xuankun's little face was flushed, but looking at Zhu Qiyue's back, the little guy's eyes still flashed with envy.

Looking down at his little car, Zhu Xuankun said angrily: "Damn, why can't you learn it?" ”

"What's this, take your time." Zhu Song's big hand covered Zhu Xuankun's head, "Nothing can be done overnight, take your time, you will always learn." ”

Zhu Xuankun looked up at his father and asked innocently, "Father, when you first learned to ride a bicycle, did you learn it quickly?" ”

Zhu Song laughed and said, "You stinky boy, you came to find comfort from your father?" It's not your father who hit you, when my father rode this bicycle, he didn't study at all, and he didn't learn by himself! ”

"Impossible!" Zhu Xuankun had a look of disbelief on his little face, "It's so difficult for me to learn to ride a bicycle......"

"Stinky boy, can people compare with each other?" Zhu Song glared at Zhu Xuankun angrily, and said, "Remind you again, kid, you forgot, who came up with the design of this bicycle?" ”

"This ......" Zhu Xuankun didn't know what to say at this moment, because he knew that the design of the bicycle was taken out by his father, maybe his father was really self-taught.

"Wake up, you kid can practice with peace of mind, and when you finish practicing, my father will get you a small car with variable speed." Zhu Song saw the gray color on the little guy's face, and seemed to have no motivation, so he immediately gave him a sweet date to eat.

"Shifting? Father, you didn't lie to me? Zhu Xuankun's little face was flushed, the kind of car that could be controlled, his father and Uncle Han and Uncle Huang in the house had it, he was excited when he thought about it!

"How could my father lie to you? Father told you......" Zhu Song laughed, and just as he was about to say something, Huang San walked into the courtyard with a person Zhu Song was extremely familiar with.

"Lord, someone has come to the palace." Huang San led people in and said to Zhu Song.

"Slave Zheng He, I have seen His Royal Highness King Han!" The person who came straightened his clothes and saluted Zhu Song respectfully.

"Oh, it's Zheng He!" Zhu Song saw Zheng He, waved his hand, and said, "Is there something wrong in the palace again?" ”

Zheng He nodded and said, "Lord Wang, An. Something happened to the creek, and Long Live Lord urgently recruited you into the palace. ”

"Anxi?" Zhu Song frowned slightly, and said, "It's a blessing. Is Jiancheng announcing the political envoy? ”

Zheng He said: "It is Fu. Jiancheng announced the political envoy Si Quan. Ann under the state capital. Creek County. ”

"Oh? What could be the mess? Zhu Song raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "It's hard to be safe. Rebellion in the Creek? ”

Quiet. The boundary of the creek is Hua. The hometown of summer oolong tea, Hua. The birthplace of Xia Tieguanyin, 'Suyu is a vegetable and nail tender, and the spring mountain is a few roasted tea and flag fragrance', which is exactly what is said. Creek.

It is because of this tea industry that Ann. The people of Xi and even the surrounding counties and counties are very rich in life, and they don't have to worry about having no food to eat and no money to spend.

So, Zhu Song said Ann. The rebellion in Creek was a complete joke, like Ann. If there is a rebellion in a rich land like Xi, then the entire Ming Dynasty will set off a wave of rebellion.

"The prince is joking!" Zheng He smiled bitterly and said, "Right now, the people of my Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment, and the imperial court has reduced taxes, how can the people rebel?" Just, just Ann. The matter of the river is very troublesome, why don't we go back to Nanjing first, and the slave and maid on the way will explain it to you in detail? ”

"It's good!" Seeing Zheng He's expression, Zhu Song guessed that this matter was afraid that it would be a big deal, so he nodded and said, "You wait for this king for a while, this king will go and change his clothes, clean up, and leave in a quarter of an hour!" ”

Zheng He nodded and respectfully stepped aside.

……

Two quarters of an hour later, on the flat official road to Nanjing, a carriage drawn by two horses was galloping wildly.

On the carriage, Zheng He was talking to Zhu Song with a serious face.

Listening to Zheng He's story, Zhu Song's face gradually changed color, and he said to himself: "Damn, An. There was an outbreak of malaria in the creek, and this is a problem. ”

It turned out that half a month ago, there was a sudden outbreak of malaria in a village in Anxi County, and in just half a month, more than 20 people died!

The rest of the people in the village have now been directly ordered by the government to seal up in the village and not to enter or leave.

Quiet. Xi County urgently handed over the matter to Izumi. State capital, springs. The state government also handed over the matter to Fu. Jiancheng announced the political envoy department, Fu. Jianzuo political envoy Wang Cheng was stunned at that time, and for this matter, he wrote to Nanjing, and in the surrounding political envoys, looking for famous doctors, it can be said that he was very busy.

Simply, this matter has been gag-up by Wang Cheng, except for the soldiers guarding that village, and An. Xixian County, Quan. The prefect of the state as well as the blessing. Except for the political envoy of the right and the left, no one knows this news.

If not, there may be a lot of turmoil!