On the low table is a snow-white white silk, and next to the white silk, a thin brush is placed on an inkstone.

Lifting the brush and dipping it in ink in the inkstone, Zhang Fei's eyebrows twisted slightly, and after a little contemplation, he dropped the brush on the white silk.

Liu Wei, who was sitting on the leisurely chair, saw Zhang Fei's pen and snake splashing ink, and secretly sighed in his heart, Zhang Fei was really not like he had seen in the story before, he was a butcher who didn't even know big characters.

Judging from Zhang Fei's splashing of ink, he must have a strong artistic and literary background.

After about two or three pillars of incense, Zhang Fei put away the pen, put the brush on the inkstone, stood up, bowed his waist and arched his fist at Liu Bian, and said to Liu Bian: "Your Highness, Fei has finished drawing!" ”

"Bring it on!" Hearing that Zhang Fei had already drawn it, Liu Wei hurriedly sat up straight and gave an order to the guards who had just been grinding for Zhang Fei.

The guard took down the white silk that Zhang Fei had just painted from the table, held it in both hands, and presented it to Liu Wei.

Wang Liu, who was standing behind Liu Wei, stepped forward and took the white silk from the guard's hand, while Wang Zhen moved the high table that was originally placed next to the side of the free chair in front of Liu Wei.

Gently spreading the white silk on the table, Wang Liu carefully smoothed the white silk, and even a little wrinkle was gently smoothed.

What appeared in front of Liu Bian's eyes was a beautiful picture of a lady.

The lady on the picture scroll has a full face, a graceful posture, a branch of cold plum in her hand, the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned, like a smile but not a smile, and a pair of apricot-like eyes look forward to life, as if alive.

Looking at the ladies on the picture scroll, Liu Wei couldn't help but praise: "Good! The painting style is really delicate, what a **** pretty woman! ”

After being praised by Liu Wei, Zhang Fei maintained a posture of clenching his fists and bowing, and thanked Liu Wei: "Thanks to His Royal Highness's praise, I can't be frightened!" ”

"Frame this painting and hang it in the king's study!" Carefully holding the painting with both hands, Liu Wei handed it to the guard on the side and gave the guard an order.

The guard took the scroll with both hands, got out of the pavilion, and walked away quickly.

It wasn't until the guards got out of the pavilion that Liu Wei pressed his hand twice to Zhang Feixu and said to Zhang Fei: "Yide, please take a seat!" ”

After Zhang Fei sat down, Liu Wei turned his head to look at Liu Bei again, and said to him: "Xuande has cloud growth and virtue, and the heroic ambition will definitely be great in the future!" ”

Liu Bian's words can be said to be something in the words, Liu Bei, who is good at drilling camps, has no other ability, but he knows how to observe words and looks, and when he heard Liu Bian say this, he quickly knelt up straight, hugged his fists and bowed his head to Liu Bian: "Bei has no great ambitions, I just hope to help His Highness to cut off the rebellion in the world and correct the Han with Kuang!" ”

"Xuande is loyal, how can this king not know?" Looking at Liu Bei without blinking, the corners of Liu Wei's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a playful smile, and then asked Liu Bei: "I don't know Yun Chang and Yide, what are the official positions now?" ”

"Back to Your Highness!" Liu Wei asked about the official positions of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and Liu Bei hurriedly replied: "The two brothers just follow their subordinates, and they have no real positions.