Chapter 40: The Portrait of the Strange
The Queen Mother was originally a warm-hearted and energetic person, but since she entered the palace at the age of fourteen, she has never stepped out of the court. Although she has become the queen mother now and has a noble status, she faces the same faces every day, with the same expressions, the same flattery, listening to a storyteller and watching a play, which are all clichΓ©s, how can you not be depressed?
Now that Zhang Weizhao's hands have suddenly opened up a new world in front of her eyes, the Queen Mother suddenly felt fascinated and her thoughts soared. If only I were a man, even if I traveled thousands of miles, I had to see what those different worlds were like outside of Kyushu.
The Queen Mother is not a demure and chaste style, and she is not just blindly stuffy in her heart when there is anything. When I saw the prince, I chatted with him, and when I talked about the happy place, my eyebrows fluttered, and I took the prince's hand and said:
"Prince, you know what? The queen of Spain, who had financed a voyage of merchant ships, found a strange territory, a vast area of fertile land inhabited only by a small number of uncivilized people, a land larger than the Atlantic states. Tut-tut, when will we be able to build such a big ship in Dayan and find such a place to expand our territory? β
"Prince, you know what? There was a king in England, in order to find a woman who could give him a son, he actually cut off the heads of several queens one after another, because of their rules, they could not divorce their wives or take concubines, but in the end, it was his daughter who inherited his throne. "This is the story of Henry VIII and his daughter Elizabeth I. In fact, Henry VIII introduced the Reformation that made divorce possible. But the Queen Mother didn't remember that much.
"Prince, you know what? There is a pedant in the Atlantic State who actually said that the earth is not square, but round, like a ball revolving around the sun, and you say this, if the earth is round and will rotate, how can we stand firm and not fall down early? The Queen Mother said while thinking it was too funny.
The prince laughed too.
Chen Youcong has been playing the sand table game relatively smoothly during this time, and he feels that the blocks in his heart have loosened a lot. Although he didn't know why there was such a shift, it did happen. Get enough sleep at night, and you'll be less prone to headaches during the day.
In addition, seeing that his grandmother was in high spirits during this time, like an old urchin, full of enthusiasm for learning new things, Chen Youcong was also infected by his grandmother and began to be full of interest in the Atlantic State depicted by Zhang Weizhao.
In fact, the Queen Mother also wanted to share these interesting things with her grandson, so that he would not always fall into the remembrance of his deceased mother and be depressed day by day. Now that the crown prince has indeed improved significantly, his spirit is very different from a few months ago, and Empress Dowager Liu feels much better in her heart.
Zhang Weizhao, a little Taoist doctor, is indeed extraordinary. The Queen Mother even felt that it was God who blessed her grandson and Da Yan that she sent such a person over.
One afternoon, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the house was hot and humid, as if it was going to rain heavily. The prince came back from school early and went to the queen mother's palace to have afternoon tea with his grandmother. The grandfather and grandson chatted while looking at Zhang Weizhao's new paintings. Suddenly, I saw Peony come in with her head down, and she knelt down with an ordinary sound and touched the ground with her head.
"The Queen Mother, His Royal Highness the Prince, the slave has something important to come back to!"
The Queen Mother and the Crown Prince restrained their smiles at the same time. The Queen Mother gestured to the narcissus who was waiting beside her. Narcissus lowered her head and went out with a few little palace maids.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" The Queen Mother asked with a stiff face. As soon as I looked at the posture of the peony, I knew that there was another moth in the palace. It's really tiresome to fight with me. But that's the case in the palace, the master fights with the master, the slave fights with the slave, and sometimes the master also needs to fight with the slave, and he can't hide from it.
"The little palace maid in charge of watering the flowers in the apse Fan Tao went crazy, and kept saying that it was hell!"
"What?" The Queen Mother sat up straight.
The slave knew that this matter was serious, so she called Fan Tao aside to discipline her well, so that she could not talk nonsense and disturb people's hearts. As a result, she said, it was true. A few days ago, she saw the green pothos in the same room hiding something in secret, and secretly knelt down to worship while the other palace maids were not in the room. The slave knew that it was a big sin to pay tribute privately in the palace, and she had the heart to return to the queen mother, but she was afraid that she had wronged the pothos. So I went to their house to check, and ordered the green pothos to take out the hidden things to show me, but she dragged on and refused to take them out, and was said to be in a hurry, so she finally took them out. When the slave saw it, her soul was almost frightened. β
"What do you see!" The Queen Mother leaned forward, obviously very concerned. Even the crown prince frowned and looked at Peony waiting for her to continue.
Peony made a very frightened look: "That thing is a portrait." The painting is of Aunt Begonia, who passed away last year. But it wasn't any ordinary portrait, it looked like it was shining with eyes and heaving chests, as if it could come out of the paper, but it was more real than a real person. β
The Queen Mother was chilled by her back and reprimanded: "Nonsense! How can there be such a thing? β
The prince said: "Chaos is mostly the delusion of the world. Someone spread such gossip in the palace, as the palace maid, you don't stop it, but go to the queen mother to talk nonsense, and go down to receive the punishment yourself! As he spoke, he stood up and walked over to his grandmother and held on to the arm of her chair. He knew that the Queen Mother was a little shocked when she heard that just now, so she gave her grandmother support and comfort in this way. The Queen Mother understood his intentions, took his hand and patted him.
Peony touched her head to the ground and swore solemnly: "What the slave said is not a lie. If what you say is not true, you are willing to be hit by five thunders, and you will not die well! The Queen Mother and the Prince don't believe that they can order someone to search the cabinet of pothos, and they will know when they get it! β
Chen Youcong knew that the Queen Mother believed in ghosts and gods, and what Peony said had caused the Queen Mother to have great doubts, and if she didn't eliminate this doubt, I was afraid that the Queen Mother would not be able to sleep well. So he turned his head to the Queen Mother and said, "Leave this matter to your grandson." β
After saying this, he went out and called someone to come, and ordered him to go down. I still came back to accompany the Queen Mother. Both grandparents and grandchildren were silent.
At this time, the sky outside the door was getting more and more cloudy, and although it was only afternoon, it was as dark as dusk. Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, and then the raindrops the size of beans crackled and began to fall.
At this moment, Feng Hao, who was beside the prince, trotted into the palace, and after saluting, he took out a small scroll from his arms. The little eunuch beside Feng Hao brought the pothos in and asked her to kneel in the corner of the hall, but the pothos panicked but didn't dare to defend herself.
Chen Youcong unfolded the scroll and looked at it, and was very surprised. After thinking about it for a while, he immediately made an indifferent appearance and said, "What should I be, but a portrait that is more realistically painted." These women have never seen the world and make a fuss. β
Peony said in a trembling voice: "The slave has the courage to return to the prince." The person in the painting is Aunt Begonia, who has been deceased for more than a year, and there is probably only one person in the world who can paint this kind of portrait. And this person, who has never seen Aunt Begonia, dares to ask how she drew it? β
As soon as she said this, the pothos trembled with fright and burst into tears, but she still mustered up the courage to say: "Back to the prince, this portrait was painted by me begging Sister Zhang, and Aunt Begonia's appearance was also painted by me when I described it to Sister Zhang." β
"Just by opening your mouth, she can paint dead people alive? I wonder if your mouth is too clever, or is her pen more clever? "Peony doesn't give an inch.
"Shut up!" The Queen Mother said. Then he turned to Chen Youcong and said, "Show me the portrait." β
Chen Youcong hesitated for a moment, but still held the scroll in front of the Queen Mother in person, stood three steps away, and slowly unfolded it.
The queen of heaven glanced at it and her expression was shocked. This is Begonia, one of the palace maids she relied on the most in the past. It's a pity that the day is not a holiday, and he died of an illness last year.
This portrait is so similar that the eyes are so intense that when you look at her, you feel like she's looking at you too. Peony's statement that his chest will rise and fall is an exaggeration, but it is true that the figure is also very realistic, as if it can protrude from the paper.
This painting is very delicate, and it is not the same as the picture of a lady with concise lines that she has been flipping through these days. But at a glance, I knew that this was also painted by Zhang Weizhao. The technique of drawing on cardboard with thin strips of carbon has not yet been used by the second person.
The Queen Mother closed her eyes, stared at the portrait for a few more breaths, and waved her hand: "Put it away." β
"How the hell did you draw this portrait? What did you do with this portrait? The Queen Mother looked at the pothos coldly.
The pothos almost collapsed on the ground, but she still gritted her teeth and knelt as straight as possible: "Return to the Queen Mother!" It's really just a slave maid describing Aunt Begonia's appearance, and Miss Zhang depicting it one by one. β
"How can anyone in this world ever draw someone like this out of thin air? Unless she has the means to see it herself! Peony insisted on it.
"It's not drawn out of thin air! It was Miss Zhang who first asked me to find someone who was similar to Aunt Begonia to show her, she drew the outline, and then corrected it little by little according to the slave's description until it was completely similar. If the Queen Mother doesn't believe it, she can call Miss Zhang over and use this method to ask her to draw a person she has never seen before, and see if she can draw it. Just drawing a person like this will take a long time to complete, and it will consume a lot of energy. Pothos argued.
"Even if the Queen Mother describes a person's appearance to Zhang Daoyi, she does draw it very similarly in the end, and I can't guarantee that she painted it according to your description! Maybe she saw it with some clairvoyance or spiritualism? There are many painters in the palace who paint portraits of nobles, even if they are facing real people, how many can paint such a portrait? Isn't that weird? The Queen Mother and the Prince have always been benevolent, and seeing that she has been playing the brand of medical skills and benevolence, they will be charmed by her bewitchment. But the slave and maid looked at it coldly, there were many strange things about this person, and the slave and maid were just worried about the safety of the queen mother and the prince! β
Saying this, he kowtowed one after another.
What Peony said is interlocking and does not leak. The Queen Mother's face became more and more solemn, and even the crown prince frowned.