027 General's Wedding 02

Ben's somewhat hot body suddenly felt a little cold, and slowly opened his eyes, only to see a manservant carefully applying a cold towel to me. When he saw me wake up, he immediately asked, "Childe woke up?"

"Hmm. There was a slight hint of drunkenness, "What's wrong with me?"

"Hehe, Childe is drunk! The general ordered me to take good care of you. It turns out that the son is the descendant of the famous old man!"

"No, it's just that he picked it up. ”

"Huh?"

He didn't have the slightest doubt, and immediately asked, "Then did they worship the church?"

"Not yet. The manservant shook his head, "The general is still toasting, and the groom still needs to wait in the wedding room! ”

"Wait! Where am I now?"

"This is the West Wing Garden. ”

"Oh. Good. Let's go. I waved him down.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to me, I immediately pushed open the window and jumped out calmly. After walking around, there are more than a dozen wings in this West Wing Garden alone! One can imagine how big the entire General's Mansion is, and how many tenants it supports? It seems that it is not unreasonable for this daughter country to be eyed by people, but it is not unreasonable for others to be discouraged.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed in front of my eyes, and before I could scream, someone grabbed me.

"Shut up, or break your neck!" the shadow threatened in a low voice.

I could only answer him with a whimper, but he didn't let go of his hand at all, but forced me to ask, "Say, what are you, sneaky!"

Please, big brother, you're more sneaky than me! And if you don't let go of my neck and mouth, how can I answer?

After a long time, he seemed to notice that something was wrong with me, and let go of my mouth, "Say it quickly!"

"Fusang under the door of the old man. I'm just a dozen soy sauce passers-by! Big brother, raise your noble hand and let the villain go! Although I am not old at the top and young at the bottom, I don't want to die young yet!"

The black shadow slammed my neck away and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a soldier!"

"Otherwise!" I immediately moved my neck when I regained my freedom, "no matter what, I look like a normal person compared to some people in black clothes!"

"You!" the man in black glared, "you actually talk to me like that! Do you know who I am?"

"Whoever you are!" I pushed him away, "Don't get in my way! I'm going to get to the hall now and see the newcomer!"

"Hey!" he grabbed me again, "You, you just said you were Fuso, didn't you?"

"yes!"

"Huh. I remembered. The shadow leaped and vanished.

I was stupid. There are really weirdos these days. No matter what, more is better than less. Why should I make a fuss? What does it matter to me that there is one more man in black in this general's mansion and one less man in black!

Drunk, awake, is really awake.

"I don't know what kind of fun program is on the General's Mansion tonight, we Shunguo brought a painting, and I hope the general will comment on it. ”

"Hehe, I don't know what painting, if you want to say that you understand painting, I think my husband should know better than me, when I first met him, it was because of a painting, so it was better to let him comment on it. ”

Muta looked affectionately at Yuanzhu on the side. I was relieved that they had already worshipped. It's me late. Now I can only stand like this.

"That Yuanzhu is ugly. ”

Watching Yuan Zhu slowly open the painting handed by the envoy of Shun Kingdom, everyone seemed to be stunned, because Yuan Zhu began to tremble, and kept trembling. Painting, falling in response.

Something is obviously wrong, how could Shun Guo be so kind to send a painting to congratulate? There must be something wrong with this painting.

"This painting...... Very good. After a long time, such a sentence came out of Yuan Zhu's mouth, "I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back to the house first." ”

Muta naturally sensed that something was wrong, nodded, picked up the painting, and smiled at everyone on the table, "I'm sorry to disturb Yaxing." Everyone continues. ”

"Wait!" the envoy of Shun suddenly interrupted, "Isn't your country giving us face in the dignified Shun country?" Although I am dignified and Shun is inferior to men and women, I still hope that the two countries will have friendly exchanges, so I sent this painting, but I didn't expect that the daughter country is so hospitable. Or is there no one in your country who can comment on this painting?"

One sentence made the atmosphere extremely cold, and I was curious about what kind of painting it was.

This could not be more wrong. I slowly emerged from a corner where everyone was not paying attention, and many surprised eyes came to me, "How can there be no one to comment on a painting in the daughter country?" Fusang is not talented, but he thinks he knows a little about painting. The general doesn't mind asking me to comment, does he?"

Everyone froze for a moment, and even Yuan Zhu stopped and turned around.

With Mutta's permission, I took the painting and opened it. sneered, a little surprised, but he also understood the reason why Yuanzhu trembled. This is the first picture I painted in this world.

"The black and white ink paintings, the brushstrokes are light and heavy, and the coloring is clear, but this painting is a little hasty. Although the painter has a foundation, he is not from a famous artist and only sells. However, the preciousness of this painting is not the skill of the painter, but the heart of the painter. The red sun is red but not glamorous, warm but penetrating people's hearts, this is probably not ordinary pigments, but human blood. Since your country has sent this painting, you hope that the two countries can coexist peacefully with their hearts, just like this round of red sun painted here!"

My fingertips gently swirled around the red sun, and I looked directly at the envoy of Shunguo, "Lord Messenger, I don't know if what Fusang said is reasonable?"

Before I could finish speaking, the people present were already applauding. Everyone gave me approving looks. The old man also looked at me with gratifying eyes. But how could everything settle down so quickly as everyone thought?

"Hehe, what this Fuso boy said is reasonable. The envoy looked at General Muta, "Shouldn't the general also have a return gift?"

I thought that my comments would make them retreat, but I didn't expect that it would embarrass us again.

"I don't think the general will favor one over the other, right?" the messenger asked.

"What do you think of Fuso?" Muta asked me dryly.

I smiled, "Since the envoys of Shun have said not to favor one over the other, then Fusang is ugly." Turning to Muta, "I wonder if there are four treasures in the general's mansion?"

"Of course, there is. Muta clapped his hands, and someone immediately prepared a pen, paper, ink and inkstone for me.