Chapter 346 Your Majesty, this minister is really bitter
Chapter 346: Your Majesty, I am really feeling miserable... (please subscribe, vote, and reward)
After leaving the courtyard, Cheng Chubi hummed a tune triumphantly and walked towards the outside of the palace.
Cheng Chubi felt even more proud when he thought that both of the Yan family's works had fallen into the hands of the old Cheng family.
It's a pity that my biological father is not in the house, otherwise, he might be very happy to hold a family dinner for all the rough old men.
Let the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty come together to the Juyi Hall-style front hall of Lao Cheng's house to receive the influence of literary and artistic works.
After escaping from the palace, Cheng Chubi saw Cheng Ji and Cheng Li coming back on horseback.
The two of them had already escorted Artist Yan's calligraphy masterpiece back home, and the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, even praised the Third Young Master for his wisdom and martial prowess.
I am happy for the rapid increase in the cultural and artistic collection of the old Cheng family. I am sure that the master and his wife will also be very happy in the future.
It's just that the two messengers were too slow to speak and stammered, making it uncomfortable to listen to them.
Cheng Chubi took the reins from Cheng Ji. Since it was still early, he might as well go directly to Uncle Liu Hongji's house.
Just when Cheng Chubi was riding his horse and whipping his whip, he was riding towards Liu Hongji's mansion.
Li Shimin, who had already dismissed the court meeting, returned to Ganlu Hall. After changing into his regular clothes, he had nothing to do but think about it.
So I decided to go to Yanjia Palace on the bank of Jinshui River to inspect the war chess game and sand table production in person.
Li Shimin straightened up his not-so-large beer belly, took square steps, and staggered to the bank of Jinshui River.
It is already spring, and the water of Jinshui River looks so clear. The green willows on both sides are reflected in the river, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.
After admiring the scenery along the way, Li Shimin was in a good mood and soon arrived at the courtyard next to Yanjia Hall.
However, after Li Shimin strode into the courtyard, he saw the craftsmen working hard and the entire courtyard had almost turned into a lively work shed.
However, after Li Shimin glanced at it a few times, he finally realized something was wrong. He saw the craftsman and Yan Lide.
But he failed to see Li Jing, the Minister of War who was deeply trusted by him, and he also failed to see the young Cheng Chubi who was entrusted with important tasks by him.
At this time, Yan Lide also saw Li Shimin's figure, and hurriedly walked towards this side, bowing respectfully to His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
"I see your Majesty."
"You don't have to be polite, Yan Qing. Thank you for your hard work."
Li Shimin looked at Yan Lide and felt that the master craftsman seemed to be in a low mood.
"By the way, Yan Qing, where are Li Ji and Cheng Sanlang?"
Hearing Li Shimin mention these two names made him grit his teeth.
Yan Lide gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.
"Li Bingbu said that the Ministry of War had important matters, so he went to work.
As for Cheng Taichang, I feel that there is no benefit to him staying here, so I asked him to leave."
Li Shimin looked at Yan Lide and felt more and more something was wrong.
He could feel Yan Lide's gnashing of teeth as he spoke.
What evil things did those two guys do? Why did Yan Qing, who had always been aloof, cold and arrogant, become like this?
Just as Li Shimin was about to ask, he saw a general prison officer walking next to him.
After bowing respectfully, he asked Yan Lide about the size of a certain component.
Then, Li Shimin saw Yan Lide reach into his arms and take out a piece of paper with a few black spots on it.
After scanning it for a few times, he told the general supervisor and allowed him to leave. Yan Lide was about to put the information away.
But he saw Li Shimin reaching out to him. Yan Lide's first reaction was to protect the information.
After realizing that it was no longer the two shameless people who were extending their hands, but His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Yan Lide sighed softly and extended his hands.
Li Shimin copied it into his hand, and after just one glance, he noticed something was wrong.
"This, eh...isn't it right, Yan Qing, this doesn't seem like you have always been pursuing an extremely strict style of calligraphy."
While talking and looking at it, I always feel that Yan Lide's calligraphy seems to have changed a bit today. In the past, his calligraphy works were in line with his personality.
They all look aloof and arrogant, with every stroke showing a sense of aloofness and independence.
But today, no matter how I read it, I feel that there is a strong sense of anger between the lines, especially the words are like swords.
A look of hatred that wanted to stab someone with a knife appeared on the paper.
What's more, Yan Lide and his younger brother Yan Liben are both artists who treat art extremely cautiously, even to the point of perversion.
If there are any slight flaws, I would rather destroy them than leave them, let alone hide them like ink marks.
After hearing His Majesty the Emperor's comments, Yan Lide's eyes instantly became moist.
"Your Majesty, this is the third copy I have copied today. I really don't have the heart to continue writing, so I will keep it for now, so as not to delay the business."
"???" Li Shimin turned his head towards Yan Lide with a confused look on his face and saw the sadness on Yan Lide's face.
She even saw the tears in his eyes, and instantly seemed to realize why Li Jing and Cheng Laosan had disappeared.
"Could it be that the two of them..." Li Shimin couldn't help but asked cautiously. The reason for this was that he was a little worried about exposing Artist Yan's scars.
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"Cheng Taichang first deceived the minister and copied a piece for him. At that time, the minister had not yet awakened. Unexpectedly, Li Bingbu actually..."
"I actually took advantage of my unpreparedness and took away the remaining information... I, I feel really miserable..."
Having said this, Yan Lide was so sad and angry that he almost couldn't help himself.
Li Shimin's expression was really wonderful. It was red, green, and black. He never expected that something unexpected would happen here.
When I thought of Cheng Laosan pretending to be honest and pitiful in front of Yan Lide, he touched one of Yan Lide's calligraphy works.
After that, Li Ji, an old bastard, half-robbed and half-handedly kidnapped another painting. No wonder, no wonder it made the aloof, cold and arrogant Yan Qing almost cry with anger.
Li Shimin rubbed his belly that was about to cramp, and couldn't laugh or cry. These two bastards, it's just...why do you still have so much shame?
Zhao Kun on the side had already fled far away and hit the big tree with his fist several times to maintain his image as a brave and brave bodyguard leader.
Li Shimin suppressed his smile and comforted Yan Lide, and Yan Lide's injured heart finally recovered a little.
I patiently reported the progress to Li Shimin, and it will be finished by tomorrow afternoon at most.
But after applying the paint, I'm afraid it will have to wait a few days before it can be used.
"Then there is no need to paint it now. The military situation is urgent, so I will use it first. After I have tested its effect, it will not be too late to paint it again in the future."
"Okay, I will tell them to speed up the progress." Yan Lide replied respectfully.
Li Shimin encouraged Yan Lide a few more words before leaving the small courtyard.
After leaving the courtyard and walking to the Jinshui River, Li Shimin stared blankly at the meandering river.
If that idiot Cheng Laosan and that old bastard Li Ji were standing in front of him, Li Shimin felt that he would be able to stand on tiptoe.
They all jumped into the Jinshui River and watched them floating and sinking in the river, making noises and ghosts.
Perhaps only in that way, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was filled with anger but couldn't laugh or cry, could understand his thoughts.