Chapter 162 The past of the princess and the poster, a god-level painting! 【2 updates】


    The world is happy to be revenge, and everything is solved with only fists and feet.


    Whoever has high martial arts skills will be able to sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts world.


    So when he saw his parents tragically die in front of him at the age of three, he picked up the knife in his hand and started the road to killing.


    Whoever doesn’t agree, then you will be beaten until you can’t have any thoughts of resistance.


    But in the court, there are many shackles. We must be far-sighted, make comprehensive plans, and be in a high position. A very small thing will be put to the greatest extent.


    Not to mention, Princess Yongning still won the position of crown prince as a woman.


    Although there was a precedent for a woman to become an official in the Ning Dynasty, the Ning Dynasty even produced a female prime minister Shen Mingshu, but no daughter was directly named the heir to the Eastern Palace.


    At the beginning, she also faced a lot of pressure from the people. During that time, everyone around him was discussing Princess Yongning.


    Some people say that women are difficult to become great talents, and some people say that women have only confused the country since ancient times. These people scolded Ning Zhaozong for establishing Princess Yongning but not King Yan.


    He ignored this because many things can only be seen after a while.


    As expected, Princess Yongning next took charge of Fengyuan and helped the King of Qin win three wars.


    She improved the land in Yancheng so that the northwest could be livable.


    I traveled thousands of miles to Penglai Mountain and brought back the cultivation technology of medicinal materials...


    This was just something that happened in just eight months. Later, her actions and hard work proved that she was able to afford this position.


    King Yan also made a statement that he would not be able to sit in the country, but would only help Princess Yongning consolidate the country.


    He also tried to put himself in the position of Princess Yongning, but after thinking from the perspective of others, he found that he was indeed not as good as her.


    Princess Yongning is a talent for governing the world, and no one can refute this.


    "What the master said? Did the master of Shenxiao Tower say this?" Rong Yu was stunned and immediately rejected, "Impossible, absolutely not. If he had said it, there would definitely be records in historical books. If there was no record, how could you know?"


    Yan Tingfeng said carelessly: "Yes, how could I know."


    "You must be making up!" Rong Yu hummed angrily, "I knew that you, the Du Wei fans of historical figures, would be blinded by love. I told you that unless they fight in front of me, I can judge who is better."


    Yan Tingfeng said lightly: "I think so."


    He was also thinking that if Princess Yongning had a body that could condense her internal strength, there would probably be her legend in the world.


    She and the King of Yan are the same mother as the King of Yan, but they have always been no less than the King of Yan.


    Unfortunately, he had never fought with the King of Yan. I don’t know if it was his fast sword or the King of Yan’s sword, but this became a regret.


    Just life is composed of regrets.


    Rong Yu saw Yan Tingfeng walking out: "Hey, where are you going?"


    "Miss Ye hasn''t eaten yet, so I''m afraid she will have to finish her work first." Yan Tingfeng turned his head slightly, "I''ll go out to buy something she likes to eat."


    Since there are regrets in the past, of course we must spend the present.


    **


    Indoor, Cheng Qingli happily posted what Ye Wanlan said online.


    Sure enough, the other party had nothing to say and even came to add her friend.


    He said that she was broad-minded and could not compare with him. He admitted that Princess Yongning was also very powerful.


    It is also said that both parties like history so much, so it is better to make friends and learn from each other in the future.


    This made Cheng Qingli very happy: "Sister Lan, it''s so amazing. He turns enemies into friends without bloodshed. I want to learn more from you."


    "Yes, that''s OK." Ye Wanlan took out a scroll and spread it out, and took out the pen and ink.


    "Sister Lan, what are you going to draw?" Cheng Qingli knew that she was going to participate in the youth group of the International Painting Competition. "For you, the preliminary competition should not be difficult, just draw whatever you want."


    "Well, but you can''t draw it casually." Ye Wanlan held his pen and said lightly, "Every painting of mine that appears in front of the public must be meaningful."


    Cultural rejuvenation is urgent.


    She can''t make any mistakes in every move, even if she has to pay more.


    "Or why do you draw Fengyuan City?" Cheng Qingli thought for a while, "Fengyuan is the ancient capital of a thousand years. The capitals of Shun and Yong dynasties were established here. After the palace chaos, Ning Zhaozong said, "The emperor guards the country''s gates," and moved the capital back to Fengyuan. Today, Fengyuan is a tourist city. Although he has entered modern society, he has not yet recovered to the world''s number one strength a hundred years ago."


    "Okay." Ye Wanlan suddenly said, "I know how to draw."


    "Eh?" Cheng Qingli was even happier, "Have I inspired Sister Lan?"


    Ye Wanlan smiled faintly: "Yes, thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn''t know how to make up the picture."


    Cheng Qingli looked at Ye Wanlan and wrote. After a while, she found that Ye Wanlan did not paint like other painters, but was painting the prosperous Fengyuan City a hundred years ago.


    The painting was divided into three equivalent areas by Ye Wanlan. The first part is Fengyuan City, which was singing and dancing during the Yuan night, and the second part is Fengyuan City, which was occupied by foreign troops and corpses everywhere.


    The third part is the rebuilt Fengyuan City, which is rebuilt today.


    These three parts seem independent, but they perfectly form a whole.


    By the time the last stroke of this painting was completed, Cheng Qingli could no longer speak. She stared at the painting on the table, as if she had seen a ghost: "Lan, Sister Lan, you, you..."


    This is no longer just a simple painting, it is history.


    The history of China''s rise from glory to trough to revival and rise. Through this painting, you can see the blood of countless martyrs and the efforts of countless younger generations.


    Ye Wanlan put down his brush, took a step back, and nodded slightly: "It''s okay, I won''t be thrown into the trash can."


    "What? Trash can?!" Cheng Qingli jumped up, "Who dares to do this, I won''t allow it!"


    Ye Wanlan raised his eyebrows: "Don''t be nervous, I think this picture is good, what do you think?"


    "How can it be called well?" Cheng Qingli was furious, "This is simply unparalleled in the world. This painting should only be found in the sky!"


    "Don''t praise me like this, I will be floating." Ye Wanlan dried the ink, rolled up the scroll and put it in the box, "It just happened to be taken to President Tao tomorrow."


    Cheng Qingli hesitated for a moment: "Sister Lan, I think you may scare him."


    Ye Wanlan paused: "Well, I don''t think so, but you need to be prepared for it if you mention it like this."


    Before reading the painting, let President Tao drink a cup of tea to calm his mind.


    **


    At night, the Lin family’s old house.


    Today''s supper was obviously absent-minded by many people in the Lin family.


    Lin Qin and Lin Ruyu were wondering if something really happened in this world, while Mrs. Lin had never found a chance to start.


    Only Lin Huaijin ate the most delicious food and did not realize anything wrong in the atmosphere.


    After dinner, Lin Weilan called Ye Wanlan into the study.


    "You scared your aunt and your cousin today?"


    "No." Ye Wanlan sat down next to Lin Weilan slowly and took a piece of snack, "Just help my aunt and cousin build a strong mentality, and I will always come into contact with it in the future."


    Lin Weilan was amused and sighed again: "I have never wanted Qinqin to learn the Tian Music Method, because although the Tian Music Method is powerful, it can also hurt the body. If the basic performance foundation is not laid well, learning the Tian Music Method will only backfire."


    "I all know grandma''s painstaking efforts, but sooner or later we will go back to our home and face many people." Ye Wanlan looked at her with a serious expression, "So I promise you that my cousin will not be backfired by the Heavenly Music Method."


    Lin Weilan was stunned.


    As the descendant of Tianyinfang, the Lin family is actually better in inheritance than the Su family after Taiyi Palace, but Tianmu Art is still a broken piece and lacks the most critical things.


    That is to ensure that women who have learned the Heavenly Music Method will not suffer backlash.


    Perhaps the current elder group of the Lin family has already mastered this technology, but she does not know.


    Then why is her granddaughter...


    Lin Weilan seemed to have thought of something, and there was a bit of inquiry in her eyes.


    "Grandma, all you have to do is to maintain your health." Ye Wanlan beat her on her shoulders, "As long as your health is good, I will feel at ease."


    Lin Weilan was stunned again, then smiled: "Okay, grandma promises you."


    But her body...


    The Rong family''s fortune-telling was first, and she knew she would never be able to get better.


    But now Ye Wanlan is here, and she can rest assured when she is a hundred years later.


    **


    The next day, in the morning.


    Jiangcheng Art Association.


    President Tao is in the meeting, and the guest comes from the Global Center.


    "Mr. Tao, let me introduce this. This is Mr. El, who works at the World Cultural Heritage Center." The middle-aged man said, "In the future, our cooperation with the Jiangcheng Art Association will be subject to Mr. El."


    El nodded lightly without saying too much.


    At this time, the assistant walked in and whispered a few words in President Tao’s ear:


    President Tao''s eyes lit up and he jumped up: "Drawings are here? Why don''t you let her in!"


    "What painting can make Mr. Tao so excited?" El finally spoke, "Why would you let us see it?"


    Nowadays, the world of Western paintings, and Chinese paintings in China have long been out of date.


    If it weren''t for the request of the above person, he would not have been disdainful to come here to discuss cooperation.


    The assistant led Ye Wanlan in.


    "Draw it so quickly? You don''t have to rest." President Tao personally greeted him, "Let me see."


    Ye Wanlan said, "President, have a cup of tea first."


    "Why do you need to drink tea?" President Tao was very surprised, "I am not thirsty, I can drink it later."


    "Drinking tea is to stabilize your mind." Ye Wanlan said, "It is risky to see paintings, and I think you still need to be careful."


    "Ah?" President Tao was stunned and his hands trembled.


    Could it be that this painting will scare him?


    President Tao was not afraid at all. He patted his chest and said, "Wanlan, don''t worry, I have seen it with great storms, nothing will scare me, let''s just look at the painting."


    "I have never heard of any risks when looking at paintings." Mr. El sneered, "A painting still needs to be mysterious. How bad is it?"


    See you tomorrow~~


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    (This chapter ends)