Perhaps when he came, Yan Liben still had the idea of taking care of errands and playing three poles without jujube, but at this time, he had already changed his mentality. He took the brush and wanted to write down every sentence.
Ah, if this Lord Marquis hadn't just spoken freely, every word he said today would be a standard for him to refer to when building the city.
The kind that is hard to find.
Information such as rivers and oasis can be investigated, but the minerals underneath can be investigated clearly in a short while?
If you don't have this map as a reference, you may have to spend several years to go there by yourself, but you won't even be able to understand it so clearly.
Referring to the map, Wang Zi'an spoke in general terms, and then said with a smile.
"I have never been to Mobei. Compared with what I remember, the direction of the river and oasis may have changed. The location and situation of the minerals alone should not have any major changes. You will know if you go and investigate for yourself.
——In fact, with your talent, there is no need to be nervous at all, just use local materials and recruit locally..."
Yan Liben nodded repeatedly, carefully put away his notes, looked at the simple map drawn by Wang Zi'an, and said tentatively with caution.
"Master Marquis, I don't know if I can give this map to my subordinate..."
Seeing Yan Liben's cautious attitude, fearing that he would refuse, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but laugh, and complained in his heart.
If my geography teacher knew that his impulsive feat could be regarded as a treasure by a great painter like you, would he laugh out of his dreams?
"It's not something valuable. If you don't mind it, just take it -"
The prince nodded happily.
However, this casual painting will be looked down upon by my geography teacher in future generations. Moreover, speaking of it, this great painter will go to Mobei next spring to work as a cow and a horse, and there is also himself in this.
part of the pot.
Seeing that Wang Zi'an agreed so easily, Yan Liben couldn't help but be overjoyed, stood up and bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, for your generous gift——"
This thing is a priceless treasure.
With this, I no longer have to sleep in the open air, brave the severe cold, and wander around Mobei for field surveys. This is a huge favor——
Thinking of this, Yan Liben said seriously.
"The Marquis has given me such a generous gift, and I can't repay it with my lower official position. From now on, if the Marquis gives me orders, just speak up, and I will not refuse within my ability..."
Wang Zi’an:……
Ah, this——
If I asked you to paint some murals for me, would that be considered a favor?
Doesn’t it make me look petty?
While he was complaining in his heart, Princess Changle who was sitting next to him seemed to suddenly think of something. She suddenly understood and clapped her hands, blinked her big eyes, and suggested kindly.
"Oh, Shaojian Yan, why do you have to do it later? Aren't you good at painting? Chang'an Hou Zhengchou can't find anyone to help him with painting. Why don't you help him paint a few paintings?"
When Yan Liben heard this, his eyes lit up and he looked at Wang Zi'an with a guilty conscience.
"Xiaguan has no other talents. He is only good at painting. If the Marquis does not dislike it, I am willing to serve the Marquis——"
He felt uneasy. This map from the Marquis of Chang'an was a generous gift. It was hard to get even ten thousand dollars. Could it be compared to a few of his paintings?
When Wang Zian heard this, he was overjoyed.
It was as if someone gave me a pillow when I was dozing off. In exchange for a simple broken map, I got this boss’s handwritten painting. This business made a lot of money.
If it can be preserved and passed on to future generations, I am afraid that this Marquis Mansion will not become a tourist destination for calligraphers and painters.
"So, it's disturbing——"
The two people hit it off immediately, and everyone thought they had gotten a big deal this time.
Yan Liben couldn't help but feel slightly shocked when he learned that Wang Zi'an wanted to paint some murals in the living room.
His paintings are not ordinary paintings. Nowadays, they are hard to find in Chang'an City. No matter how many people queue up, they can't get them. And this Marquis actually asked me to paint a few paintings for him on the wall of the living room.
Decorative murals -
He didn't know there was such a thing as an anti-aircraft gun, otherwise he would have felt like the anti-aircraft gun was killing mosquitoes.
Looking at his granddaughter and Wang Zi'an, Li Yuan didn't know how to complain about how they tricked a master-level painter like Yan Liben into painting murals.
You guys don’t take the Grandmaster seriously at all——
But there was nothing he could do to intervene in this matter.
If one is willing to beat someone and the other is willing to suffer, what can you do?
Just do it if you think of it.
He immediately led Yan Liben to walk around the living room that was being renovated, and briefly talked about the general requirements and ideas. Most of the confident look on Yan Liben's face suddenly disappeared.
I wish I could secretly give myself two slaps.
It's okay, why are you fooling around? It's over now!
I have no problem with the picture of a beautiful woman holding a jar that others mentioned, but I am not good at the kind of landscape painting with green grass and green mountains and green water——
He wanted to turn around and leave, but he couldn't afford to lose this person.
Ah, if it really doesn't work, I have no choice but to ask my brother to take action.
Although my brother is not very good at landscape painting, there is nothing I can do about it. At least my brother is much better than me in this aspect.
Li Yuan and Pei Ji were also a little dumbfounded.
Apart from portraits, I have never seen people asking for paintings, and so many people failed to meet the requirements.
You have so much shit, if you have the ability, you can do it yourself.
"This - well, it sounds a bit complicated. I wonder if Mr. Hou can give you a rough sketch. After we go back, my brother and I will think about it carefully..."
When Wang Zi'an heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
This is like hunting a rabbit in the grass, what an unexpected surprise.
The murals in my living room actually covered Yan Liben and Yan Lide!
"No problem, no problem -"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but smile and nodded repeatedly.
If you can't draw well, can you still draw well?
At any rate, I have attended sketching classes for a few years.
Immediately, I returned to the study, took out my special charcoal pen, and prepared to start painting.
"I only heard that you have unparalleled poetry and excellent calligraphy. I didn't expect that you are also proficient in painting..."
Li Yuan groped Wang Zi'an's charcoal pen repeatedly with some curiosity, and couldn't help but admire it. He didn't know whether the old man was amazed by the charcoal pen or Wang Zi'an's paintings.
Wang Zi'an's face almost turned dark.
Ah, this——
If you don't know how to speak, don't say anything. I really can't stand this bullshit.
"Cough, cough, I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm just doing what I do best, just scratching around -"
Wang Zi'an coughed slightly in embarrassment, quickly grabbed the charcoal pen, and began to draw. If he let the old guy continue talking, he could no longer hold his face.
Let me first copy a piece of "Tao".
Swish--
He was thinking while writing, and was told that probably after time travel, his martial arts skills had improved, and his control of power was much higher than in his previous life. The level of his drawings was several notches higher than in his previous life, okay?
Dare I say, at least it looked decent, which made him feel a little relieved, at least he didn't have to embarrass himself on the spot.
Little did he know that while he was painting, several people around him had already opened their mouths in surprise.