I don’t know if the news of having an heir stimulated Yelu Qingge. He actually confined her to this stuffy and narrow inner hall and forced her to draw the structural diagram of the umbrella within a specified time.
What kind of picture are you drawing of a Raushizi umbrella?
Her hands can work and write, but she cannot draw. Her drawing function is missing among all the acquired functions.
I still remember that when she was very young, when other children were drawing lines, she took a brush and hit the paper hard a few times, and said she was finished. The art teacher asked in confusion: "So fast
Is the painting finished? There are still so many empty areas, paint again!" But she said seriously: "Teacher, this is called nervousness."
Another time, she drew a flower in the lower left corner of the paper, with gray colors next to it, spreading in circles. The art teacher thought her composition was interesting, but didn't understand why she would think of painting it like this.
The teacher asked Mei Liangchen: "Why did you think of putting the flower here? I think the colors next to it are very interesting. But I don't know what you think?" He replied plausibly: "This is a flower.
Yeah, those are its scents." The teacher went crazy at that time, "Hey, this is the first time I heard that scents can be drawn!"
Gradually, she hated attending painting classes and art classes. She even felt that painting was the most wasteful thing in life.
I remember, the last time I had an extracurricular art tutoring class.
The teacher took Mei Liangchen's masterpiece and angrily complained to her mother: "Teacher Xu, look at your Liangchen, I asked to draw an apple, but she drew a circle with a bite!" The pattern on the white paper made my mother very ashamed.
, but he hid behind his mother and stuck out his tongue to the teacher.
At that time, she didn’t know that this pattern was actually the logo of Apple, the brilliant business empire founded by Jobs. Its meaning refers to an apple bitten by God, and its business philosophy is that only imperfection can promote progress.
To pursue perfection..
The lucky logo ended Mei Liangchen's miserable painting career. Her mother never forced her to study art again, but instead led her daughter into the mysterious and ancient ocean of ancient characters. From then on, she began the journey of life that she truly loved.
.
She is just an ordinary woman who traveled through time and space. She has special talents, but they are useless here, and her shortcomings are infinitely magnified.
For example, now, she is forced to draw some structural diagram of a paraglider...
Yelu Qingge's voice sounded again. "Agula."
"The end is here!"
"This is the article I wrote last night. You can sift through it carefully and have it copied by the Academy of Literature and distributed to each camp!" The sound of paper rustling came from outside.
Mei Liangchen curled his lips slightly, how could a reckless man who only knows how to write is able to write? Last night. Last night he stayed in the bedroom. Could it be that he could stay up all night and write documents?
She didn't believe it.
Agula asked worriedly: "General, the emperor does not know that the second prince embezzled money and drank the blood of the soldiers! If you submit the memorial, will it make the second prince jump over the wall and have murderous intentions towards you?" Although Yelu Longchang said
He is not the eldest son of the emperor, but he relies on the power of his biological mother, the Queen, and the Wuya family, and does not pay attention to his eldest brother Yelu Longsheng and cousin Yelu Qingge. In recent years, he has taken charge of the real power of the imperial household department, and he is even more unscrupulous.
Looting wealth, hoping to pave the way to the throne in the future.
Yelu Qingge raised his gaze and said faintly: "He will definitely allocate it. Because I only mentioned in the memorial the shortage of military rations and the idea of inviting my fiancée Wu Yaqiqige to come to the North as a guest. The emperor is a sensible person, he
The second brother, Yelu Longchang, is also a monkey spirit. How can he miss the opportunity to make good friends with me?" Maybe the reason why he was deprived of military pay was because his cousin Yelu Longchang wanted to win over him as a delaying strategy.
"Bang" a sound suddenly came from the inner room.
Yelu Qingge glanced at him, waved his hand towards Agula and said, "You go down first!"
After Agula left, Yelu Qingge stood up and walked towards the inner hall.
On the snow-white fox fur cushion, a delicate gray-blue figure was lying on the huge desk, drawing carefully. He walked over slowly, stopped two feet away from her, and looked at the scattered
Looking at the delicate paper on the ground, I couldn't help but look surprised. "Is this the umbrella you drew?"
The figure ignored him and kept his head down, holding a charcoal pencil as long as a chopstick and vigorously poking at the paper.
His expression darkened, "I'm asking you something, Meengiya!"
She stopped her hand, turned around, looked at him from bottom to top and said coldly: "Sir, I told you early in the morning that I couldn't draw. If you don't believe me, you insist on me sitting here and wasting my time? Well, look at this.
Are you satisfied with the things?" She took up the messy drawing papers on the document and stuffed them into his hands, with a hint of pity and anger, and turned her face away from him.
He didn't say anything, and sat down on the white fox fur next to her body, carefully flipping through the pages one by one...
On the silk paper, there are all kinds of weird-shaped pictures, which are not at all like the things seen on the top of Gol Peak that day, but more like ridiculous playthings scribbled by children.
"Ho ho..." He actually laughed muffledly.
Mei Liangchen was so angry and annoyed that he turned his head further and even moved his butt towards the wall.
"Haha... It turns out that my Mayne is not omnipotent!" He put down Juanzhi and took her hand forcefully, "Don't be angry! Look back at your lover, he is waiting for your smiling face.
." He used the unique way of talking on the grassland to close the distance with her intimately.
He didn't expect her reaction to be so violent. She actually shook off his hand and roared at the top of her lungs: "You are not my lover! Yelu Qingge, I don't care about your fraternity!" He would never know what he wanted.
What exactly is!
His smile froze on his face, and his good temper quickly disappeared.
He is the king of the grassland and the eagle soaring in the sky.
You know, the proud and noble King of the North, who defeated the general in a decisive battle, for the first time in his life, took the initiative to allow a woman to call him his lover!
This is the honor that many women dream of, but she steps on it without a care!