"The minister is guilty, and I ask Your Majesty for forgiveness."

Zheng Zhishan lay on the ground and said with a crying voice, Emperor Tianqi shook his head regretfully:

"I want to forgive you, but more than 2,000 souls can't forgive you."

"Just because of your precious son, two thousand sons of the Criminal Department died, and fifty grandmasters went to three at once, do you know that there are some small countries that don't have a single grandmaster?!"

"Such a big loss, how can you ask me to forgive you!"

Bang, the Emperor of Tianqi slapped the table hard, the inkstone fell and shattered, and Zheng Zhishan fell to the ground trembling.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, the Emperor of Tianqi said slowly:

"I read that you have earned the dragon merit, give you a piece of white silk, go home and cut it off by yourself."

"By the way, don't forget your precious son, take him with you, on Huangquan Road, father and son have a companion."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, woo woo~"

Zheng Zhishan cried and thanked him, he knew that he and his son would definitely die, and it was a blessing not to affect other family members, and he couldn't ask for more.

"As for you, Zhang Shicheng......"

Emperor Tianqi looked at the servant of the criminal department who was also lying on the ground, thought for a while and said:

"Zhu Jiu Clan!"

"Your Majesty, wronged, Your Majesty!"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Shicheng was anxious, raised his body and shouted loudly:

"I'm just an assistant, with"

"Don't quibble!"

Emperor Tianqi directly interrupted Zhang Shicheng's words, and said indifferently:

"Lone is not as blind as you think, because of Mr. Shanshui's matter, how many hands and feet have you done, and I say?"

"Zheng Zhishan is just a horseman, without your instigation, how could things become like this?"

"Put it in prison, this kind of goods will be upset!"

After explaining what happened in the prison, the cadres sighed again and again, who would have thought that a small conflict would eventually become such an earth-shattering world?

Chai Tiannuo shook his head and sighed:

"The northwest is dangerous, but it comes from real knives and guns, and the hostility is clear."

"I really didn't expect that Luoyang, a place with a crown like clouds, would have so many ghosts and ghosts, and the dangerous place is beyond the northwest!"

The Great Sacrifice Wine and the others also sighed, before the capital was like a pool of stagnant water, the surface was unusually calm, and no one knew what existed underneath.

Chai Tiannuo was like a stirring stick, as soon as he came, he lifted the fig leaf of the Dahua court and exposed those rotten things to the bottom.

When he was about to leave with Chai Man'er, the mountain chief instructed Chai Tiannuo:

"Chai boy, the crimson rouge rabbit is a war horse in the army after all, and you will cause criticism if you ride privately like this."

"Anyway, you don't lack silver taels now, if you have the opportunity to go to the military department to talk about it, simply buy it, the general and Zhao Shilang feel ashamed of you, and they will definitely not stop it."

Chai Tiannuo nodded, and when he and Chai Man'er returned to Moxiangju, it was already evening.

What happened today was very intense, Chai Tiannuo had no intention of beating the foundation, and rested early after eating, Chai Man'er lay on his chest, and said with some sadness:

"Husband, why are there so many disputes in this capital?"

"Where there are people, there are disputes, and it is a fact that cannot be changed because they stand on different positions and naturally have different ideas."

Chai Tiannuo shook his head, gently stroked Chai Man'er's face, and then said:

"In fact, not only human beings, but also animals and even plants and trees also have disputes, for food and lodging, for territory, for survival, disputes never stop, this is the truth of the survival of all things in the world."

"That's better than not having everything, save the trouble."

The little girl muttered, and Chai Tiannuo smiled:

"Even without all things, there will be the same strife, heaven and earth, water and fire, and the foundation of the world is strife."

The moon was rising, Chai Man'er was sleeping deeply, Chai Tiannuo had thousands of thoughts in his head, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

In this world, he is really a little tired of it, since he returned to the northwest, all kinds of things have not stopped, which is really tiring.

"Husband, go to sleep, and you will have no worries when you fall asleep."

The sound of gumping sounded, Chai Tiannuo lowered his head, and found that the little girl was not awake at all, she was talking in a dream, and her originally lonely heart immediately warmed up.

In this life, there are no regrets.

After two days of clean days, Chai Tiannuo made two calligraphy and paintings steadily, and when he got it to the framing shop, it really surprised Ma Wenxuan!

The style of painting still adheres to the characteristics of Chai Tiannuo, and the whole painting is lightly colored, except for a few heavy marks on the main line, the others are rendered in floating ink.

At first glance, it is quiet, indifferent, a little freehand, but it reveals boundless style.

A landscape exuding spring fragrance makes this cold wax moon faintly reveal a little warmth.

"Dahua Chun"

"Thousands of miles of luan are bright green and red, and the wine flag wind of the lakeside mountain village."

"Dahua thousands of Lingyun view, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain."

"Good poems, good paintings, and the style of famous artists at a glance!"

Ma Wenxuan, the shopkeeper of the framing shop, gave a thumbs up and said sincerely.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Chai Tiannuo's pen power has improved amazingly, and in his eyes, it definitely belongs to the heirloom work!

Chai Tiannuo chuckled lightly, did not say anything modest, and he was very satisfied with this Dahuachun.

"How about looking at this one again?"

Slowly let go of the paper scroll, the picture is more tranquil than Dahuachun, there is no poem below, but a pair describing the heart.

Ma Wenxuan looked at the painting first, and couldn't help but gasp, there was nothing else in the idle garden, the cloudy sky, a touch of flowers and plants, and the picture scroll was ridiculously clean, but it made the people who appreciate the painting feel naturally peaceful.

"Don't be shocked by the humiliation, and watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court."

"Go and stay unintentionally, and follow the clouds outside the sky."

After reading the pair, Ma Wenxuan nodded with emotion, Chai Tiannuo's experiences and encounters over the past year or so, he also knew that eight or nine were not far from ten.

The original high-spirited generation of Tianjiao, but now his state of mind is like old age, who is to blame?

"Mr. Chai, I will definitely use the best materials to frame these two calligraphy and paintings, even after thousands of years, there will be no blur!"

Ma Wenxuan said solemnly, Chai Tiannuo hurriedly waved his hand:

"No, really not, but the two works used for sale, the framed ones are too good to sell."

Ma Wenxuan looked at the two calligraphy and paintings on the table, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he said to Chai Tiannuo seriously:

"If Mr. Chai is trustworthy, when it is framed, I will send it to the Beijing Auction House for auction, and the income will inevitably be more than the remote ink fragrance."

"And Mr. calligraphy and painting have far-reaching artistic conception, and it is necessary to let the world know more, in this world, there are still people like Mr."

Chai Tiannuo thought about it and nodded happily, Dr. Wei said that it is better to be a celebrity if you can't go to the palace.

Just take this opportunity to see how many people recognize your calligraphy and paintings.

"Mr. Chai, does this calligraphy and painting have a name?"

Ma Wenxuan gently flattened the paper, Chai Tiannuo thought about it, and said with a chuckle:

"Sit and watch the clouds shine."

Sitting and watching the clouds and flowers light, Ma Wenxuan looked at Chai Tiannuo, who was walking towards the distance in the snow, and nodded lightly.

Returning to the store, I took down the ice silk brocade from the second floor, dug out the treasured Mingfeng glue in the backyard, and took two pieces of good agarwood, and solemnly placed them next to the painting.

Lighting the charcoal furnace through the hydrosol, Ma Wenxuan muttered to himself in a deep voice:

"The painting will definitely cause a sensation in the capital, and I have to use my strength to frame this masterpiece that can be passed down for thousands of years!"