Xiao Shuixian listened to Nangong Jun's big tone, so he was naturally more curious. Sure enough, Nangong Jun has been instructed by a famous artist since he was a child, and his attainments in Chinese painting are comparable to Chen Ao's kind of letter pen graffiti? Even people like Xiao Shuixian, who have no ability to appreciate it, feel that Nangong Jun's pen is like divine help.

Although the theme is the same as Chen Ao's painting, the artistic conception is much higher than Chen Ao's. In particular, Nangong Jun is good at outlining characters, depicting the faint figure in the middle of the water as if it were dust.

Nangong Jun put his pen aside and said very generously: "County Lord, this painting is given to you, it can be regarded as my meeting gift!"

Xiao Shuixian was naturally happy and thanked him again and again. Nangong Jun was thanked by her, and suddenly his bones were a little crispy, and he felt that something big could be done. After lingering for a while, Nangong Jun saw that Xiao Shuixian's attention was on the painting, and he was talking with him, absent-mindedly. He also found it very boring, and after one night, he took his leave and left.

The next day, Chen Ao came to Xiao Shuixian's tent as usual. Xiao Shuixian took out Nangong Jun's painting and struck him a good blow. Chen Ao had to admit that Nangong Jun's painting skills were indeed a bit of a doorway. But it is absolutely impossible for him to praise him, especially since he has already seen that Nangong Jun is offering courtesy to Xiao Shuixian, let alone saying good things.

Chen Ao said: "Nangong Gongzi's painting is good, but it's a pity that it has nothing to show and no charm." County Lord, you are a Khitan, you may not understand it very well. This Chinese culture is about that charm. Nangong Jun obviously only has his shape, and he can't be his god. County Lord, do you know the meaning of this poem?"

"I don't understand. ”

"Uh...... It's okay if you don't understand. County Lord, can you imagine what it would be like if you were a man and in the vast fog and saw a beautiful woman standing among the reeds in the middle of the water?"

"I can't think of it. ”

"Uh......" Chen Ao suddenly found that it was indeed a bit difficult to communicate with this girl who had no culture. But he had to patiently explain the meaning of the poem. In the end, he said: "Besides, Nangong Jun paints well, can he be better than those masters in the Central Plains? The Queen Mother is an old man who is well-informed, and will put such a painting in her eyes? Therefore, Nangong Jun is simply playing tricks, and it is meaningless at all! We want you to draw it yourself, so that even if the painting skills are immature, but the meaning is extraordinary, the Queen Mother will like it!"

Xiao Shuixian slowly saw that there seemed to be something going on between Chen Ao and Nangong Jun, and listened to Chen Ao's nonsense with a smile, and finally said: "Then what should we do? I can't even stand the painting you painted!"

Chen Ao's face turned red and he coughed twice to hide the embarrassment in his heart. He said: "Otherwise, let's follow Nangong Jun's painting." This can also be regarded as a small contribution made by Nangong Jun to the Queen Mother's birthday!"

When Xiao Shuixian heard this, he really thought it was a good idea, and immediately began to paint Nangong Jun's painting. And Nangong Jun was still busy going out to supervise the transportation of grain, how could he still think of this painting that he had spent a long time painting?

For the next four or five days, Chen Ao accompanied Xiao Shuixian every day to trace Nangong Jun's paintings. And Nangong Jun returns every day and evening, although he always has to see Xiao Shuixian every time he comes back. But every time Xiao Shuixian asks for some painting skills. Nangong Jun had no choice but to know everything and say everything. In this way, Nangong Jun's painstaking opportunity to get in touch with Xiao Shuixian has turned into an artistic exchange. This made Nangong Jun very depressed.

Compared with Chen Ao, he has much less time to contact with Xiao Shuixian, and his relationship with Xiao Shuixian is much farther away. And Xiao Shuixian likes straightforward and frank manhood, but Nangong Jun likes to show off the shelf of the son of a family and pretend, which makes Xiao Shuixian disliked. Although Chen Ao is a little less manly, he speaks playfully and humorously, but it is more pleasing to Xiao Shuixian.

Four or five days have passed, and Chen Ao and Xiao Shuixian have become good friends. But Nangong Jun has become Xiao Shuixian's real painting teacher, and there seems to be no topic to talk about between the two except painting.

After another two days, Xiao Shuixian finally painted a complete work by himself. Although the penmanship is still immature, it is already a great improvement for her, a quick master. Chen Ao found someone to go to Jizhou City to find a craftsman to frame the painting, and attached it with a gift box as a gift to the Empress Dowager Xiao.

At this moment, Xiao Ting sent someone to inform Xiao Shuixian to pack up his things and prepare to follow Nangong Jun's grain transport team to Lanzhou. Chen Ao was secretly happy in his heart, and he couldn't imagine that he was finally looking forward to this day.

He has been discussing methods with Xuanning for the past few days, and finally the two reached an agreement. As soon as Xiao Ting left here, the two fled immediately. When the time comes, contact the scattered Song army in various places, maybe it can attack and harass the rear of the Liao army, and even establish a base behind the enemy. If there is momentum, maybe it can cut off the retreat of the Liao army. In this way, the Liao army had to retreat.

However, the abacus played well, just as Chen Ao was about to go back and tell Xuanning the good news. Xiao Shuixian suddenly said: "Zhao Heng, you and Sister Ning should also pack up and come with me." It's so boring to stay here, I'll take you to the front line!"

Chen Ao's head suddenly grew bigger, and he secretly thought, what is there to do on the front line, Lao Tzu is not willing to go!

But he didn't dare say it. Although after getting along for most of the month, the relationship between the two has become much closer. But Chen Ao always remembers his identity, knows that his life is always in danger, and cares carefully everywhere.

Chen Ao agreed, reluctantly returned to the camp tent, and told Xuanning about the situation. And Yirong Yikun has also received Xiao Ting's order to follow Xiao Ting to the Liao army camp. The two of them were naturally happy, and they had to pack up their things and go on the road with Xuan Ning and Chen Ao.

Seeing that the plan that had been planned for half a month suddenly came to naught, Chen Ao wanted to cry without tears. He's mostly better, and he's fine on horseback. He and Xuan Ning followed at the end of the line. At the same time, Chen Ao also covered his head and face with rags, so as not to be recognized by others all the way south.

I followed the grain team for two days, and there was an escort from the Liao army guarding Jizhou in the previous section. When they reached a hundred miles away, there was no large team to escort them. Chen Ao clearly felt that the guards of the food team were nervous. Thinking that the battle ahead is tight, I don't know when a team of people will attack along the way. Nangong Jun even galloped back and forth, for fear of chaos.

Chen Ao was also worried about encountering a war, but seeing Nangong Jun's nervous appearance, he secretly hoped that it would be best not to be too calm along the way, and it would be best to let Nangong Jun suffer a little.

Just thinking about it, the grain team walked through a path sandwiched between two mountain beams. Halfway through the procession, a loud roar was heard on the hillside on the left. Then the sound of horses' hooves sounded rapidly, and Chen Ao only saw the smoke and dust. At the back of the line, you couldn't see what was going on in between. I only heard the commander in front shouting: "Song army attack! Song army attack!"