Chapter 688: The master of the abstract painting school, the eldest grandson Wuji

Now, Qu Tutong finally arrived at Nanhai County, that is, the Pearl River Estuary in later generations, and stayed there for a month, here, after getting the supplies of two divisions, he began to divide his troops, Qin Qiong led an army and another division, along the coastal Longchuan County, Yi'an County and the target was directly aimed at Wu County. Qu Tutong led an army and a division by himself, and went north to Nankang and Luling counties, directly copying Li Zitong's back road, and the goal was naturally to cut off the connection between Xiao Mo and Li Zitong.

In the land of Lingnan, two new armies have been reorganized, and Li Jing is in charge of the training, which will play a huge role in the future war against the Liang State. The original redundant soldiers and horses, just like Bashu and other places, were organized into engineering troops and traffic troops, and developed their role in the development of Lingnan and other places.

So far, the number of transportation builders under the rule of the Chinese Empire has exceeded 350,000, which is an extremely frightening number, and perhaps only in the 21st century, China, which is engaged in infrastructure construction, will have such a huge army of road builders.

However, it is precisely with such a large number of road traffic builders that the road construction under the rule of the Chinese Empire can achieve extraordinary rapid development, and the development of commerce and trade, industry and commerce under the rule of the Chinese Empire can take off at a speed that surpasses Britain and catches up with the United States.

Now, the sewer project of Chang'an is finally completed, in a heavy thunderstorm at the turn of summer and autumn, the water of the Wei River soars, but Chang'an City is so immovable, Chang'an City, all the rainwater is leaking into the drainage outlets everywhere at a rapid speed, and then enters the main sewer, flowing endlessly into the distance.

Even when the rainstorm was at its most intense, Chang'an City did not receive any news of bad floods or flooding. This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, the ministers were happy, and this son was happy, and the drainage system that had just been repaired came in handy, which not only proved the applicability of this drainage system, but also proved my foresight.

The drainage systems of Chang'an and Hancheng gave those ministers of civil and military affairs enough insight to understand that disasters can actually be weakened or even prevented.

At home, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the dense rain, the world has turned into a piece of fog, whether it is the nearby lake or the distant houses and pavilions, they are all shrouded in a poetic haze.

"Daddy Daddy Daddy ......" was another crisp and milky call, I turned around and squatted down, Xiao Ziye raised his hands, staggered to the front, and then a jump, just caught by me, hugged her in my arms and kissed her white and delicate face fiercely. Good daughter, why did you come here? ”

"Daddy, play, play." The little guy was about to hang up the oil bottle, and pointed to the little wooden horse that was carried into the house by the Yaoguang girl crying and laughing.

"Oh, ride a wooden horse, good girl, do you want to ride it to Daddy?" I happily carried the little guy to the little wooden horse that could swing back and forth, squatted down, and let the little guy go.

Unexpectedly, she shook her head and pointed to the Trojan horse again. "Daddy, big girl, play ......"

"Oh, Daddy watching you play, isn't Daddy watching?" Ben Gongzi looked at the little guy in confusion and said.

The eldest girl pursed her lips at night, and seemed to disdain the superhuman IQ of her son, and continued to repeat the sentence just now. I was completely blinded, and I could only look at the face of the Yaoguang girl for help.

"Your daughter means to let you ride a wooden horse with her." The Yaoguang girl rolled her cute eyes, pinched Midnight's face and said with a smile.

Khan, looking at the small and delicate Trojan horse, Ben Gongzi couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat. "I said girl, this wooden horse is for you to ride, and my father is too big to ride."

"No, Daddy, big girl, play, together." The little guy is still speaking in disjointed words, but after passing Fang Cai Yaoguang's translation, I can already understand what he means.

"Big girl, why don't you make a big Trojan horse another day, will you play with you again?" For the stubbornness of the little guy, as a father, it is a headache, and he can only use other methods to fool him.

"Then, Lagou." The big girl tilted her head as if in thought, and then held out her fleshy fingers at me.

“…… Pull Hook, okay, Daddy Pull, next time I will definitely make a big Trojan horse to play with you. Ben Gongzi wiped the sweat from his head again, this little guy is really a thief, and this is also to blame for me after she understood that the promise of pulling the hook will definitely be fulfilled, so she often uses this trick.

And the second girl is more honest, she shook it happily, and after the eldest girl finished communicating with me, she began to drag the little wooden horse to the second girl. I was about to help, but Yaoguang stopped me. "Don't go, let her get it herself."

"You're not afraid of falling." I glared at the girl and wanted to go over to help, but was stopped by Yaoguang again. "What can you fall on such a thick carpet in the house? Let her do it herself, exercise and exercise, so that she can grow strong in the future, you know? ”

I can only be silent, because what Yaoguang said also has a certain truth, and Erya seems to see her sister dragging the Trojan horse there, and also got off the Trojan horse to learn from her sister's actions, Qingxia was very helpless to help, but was also called by Yaoguang, and watched the two little guys pulling the Trojan horse there.

The husband and wife laughed, but it is a pity that there are no cameras and camcorders in this era, otherwise they should really record their small appearance, and when they wait for the future, they can ⊥ themselves to take a good look at their childhood.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but have an idea, damn, how did I forget a big killing weapon, painting.

"What's wrong with you, husband?" Yaoguang saw that Ben Gongzi was happy, and suddenly slapped his thigh, and couldn't help but be startled and said.

"Lady, you say, if you let the husband draw a few members of our family, and when the little ones grow up, let them see what they looked like when they were young, what do you say?" I can't wait to share my inspiration with these two mothers-in-law.

Anyway, it's idle on a rainy day, so it's better to do something that should be, well, I mean drawing.

"Okay, but who's going to draw it? The concubine doesn't know everyone who draws well. Yaoguang's eyes lit up and he raised his hand in agreement. Sister Qingxia was also quite moved, and subconsciously touched her pretty face, it seemed that she also wanted to leave her beauty on the canvas.

"It's not easy, me?" We are also excellent students who have learned sketching in primary school, and watercolor and oil painting in middle school

"You?" The two mothers-in-law squinted at me in unison, and a suspicious expression made my son angry. "Nonsense, what's the matter, you two dare to doubt your husband's ability?"

"How dare you concubine, aren't you just curious? The concubine has never heard that your husband can draw. Yaoguang pursed his lips and quickly explained. But the look and the look in the face betrayed her true thoughts.

Ben Gongzi was furious, and the tiger body was shocked, and a girl took out a handful, and after pulling them out like peach blossom eyes, he was satisfied with the placket and restored the righteous gentleman. "That's because of the small path of painting, I don't care about it for my husband to use it for publicity, wait a minute, go get paper and pen for my husband, no, the light here is not good enough, let's go to the restaurant downstairs, let my husband give you a good long insight." Speaking of which, Ben Gongzi quickly got paper and pencils.

The fuss of this son-in-law, the old five Wuyi also hooked the guy, the five who admired my brother very much volunteered to give me a hand, and the two mothers-in-law, and finally unanimously recommended the old five Wuyi as the painting target of this son.

When I sat down in a chair and picked up a pencil, I felt as if I was too far away from where I am today. Khan, picked up the pen, sat up straight in front of Huang Jiguang, with a serious expression like Huang Jiguang who was about to puff up his chest to block the gun's eye? Uh, anyway, it's either Huang Jiguang or Qiu Shaoyun, and now I haven't been a mother, where can I ask who the heroic martyr who blocked the gun's hole is?

After a long time of analogy, I didn't write for a long time, and the two mothers-in-law were like two little bees buzzing in my ears, and my scalp was numb when I heard it. "I said you two, since you don't want me to paint, you should get out of the way for your husband first, don't squeak, and then make noise with me, let you both squat there and let me paint." Ben Gongzi turned around viciously and shouted angrily at these two mothers-in-law who dared to murmur behind my ass.

The two girls disappeared, the world was finally quiet, and I was finally able to let go of my hands and feet to paint, probably because I had never touched the brush since I graduated from high school.

Hurriedly took advantage of the moment when the fifth child was not paying attention, kneaded the painting on the drawing board into a ball and threw it aside, and then came again, and then he was still not satisfied, so he rubbed it and threw it away.

"Fourth brother, is it okay? The little brother's neck and waist feel like they're about to break. "I don't know how long I sat there, Wu Wuyi began to twitter there, causing Lao Tzu to draw crookedly again, damn

"Can you not be old and move, alas, forget it, you can get up first." In the end, Ben Gongzi, whose arm was so sore that he was about to break it, could only end the long painting work in a huff.

Lao Wu Wuyi stood up and walked over while moving, copied the sketch that Ben Gongzi drew for him, and after a long time, I couldn't help but ask. "How's that, like you?"

Lao Wu Wuyi glanced at me, then at the painting, and sighed for a long time before he said. "The eyes are similar, the nose is similar, the mouth is similar, well, the facial features are quite similar, but it just feels like it's incongruous."

Ben Gongzi looked more closely, Khan, the little round face of the fifth child, seemed to be stretched by a third on the canvas, no wonder it looked incongruous. "Well, because your brother and I haven't written for many years, it inevitably looks a little incongruous."