Chapter six hundred and eighty sixth false and true
"Damn it, how dare you use magic to tease me? Why don't you stop the magic, otherwise this matter will never be over with you." Qin Yong yelled loudly in shame.
But Qin Yong in the painting immediately said: "You who are pretending to be me, if you know that I am the real Qin Yong, please stop it."
"Nonsense, if you don't go back to the painting, don't you dare cause trouble again."
Two Qin Yong?
At this moment, everyone was a little dumbfounded.
It was an elegant thing, to make friends with paintings and to pay for them with a lot of money, but now it has turned into a confrontation in court to identify the authenticity.
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Zhao Jing hurriedly sent someone to pull them apart.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said nothing when he saw Qin Yong's angry look.
Since you are unconscionable and like to lie, let me let you experience what it feels like when it is your turn to be unable to tell the truth from the lie. But looking at him like that, I believe it will definitely feel uncomfortable.
"Brother, it's really not right for you to use spells to tease Qin Yong. For the sake of this prince, wouldn't it be better if you withdrew the spells and let everyone settle their old grudges? We are all scholars, and we shouldn't get hurt over such a trivial matter.
You are so kind, right?"
At this moment, Zhao Jing couldn't tell who was real and who was fake, so he spoke to Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Okay, but this matter caused Qin Yong and should end because of him. Why not ask Qin Yong what happened just now? If he is willing to answer truthfully, I can take back the painting
, if you still refuse to tell the truth, then I’m really sorry, this painting
The middle-aged man will stay with him for a month."
Zhao Jing's expression changed. Sure enough, Qin Yong must have offended others somewhere, otherwise he wouldn't have been targeted like this.
He turned to the two Qin Yongs and said: "Qin Yong, are you sorry for others? If so, you should apologize to others. If you continue to be entangled like this, it will have a great impact on your reputation.
The impact is so great that I, the prince, can do nothing to help."
Qin Yong's expression changed uncertainly, of course he knew what was going on.
The reason why Zhang Bangchang and this guy wanted to cause trouble for him must have seen through his intentions and knew that he had used unfair means.
But can this be admitted?
Doesn't this mean his reputation has been ruined? How can he be able to gain a foothold in the capital in the future?
"Back to the third prince, because the two of them accidentally destroyed my painting before, my attitude was indeed a bit bad. I can apologize to you two for this matter." Qin Yongdao.
The third prince nodded and said: "Look, Qin Yong has apologized, can you take back the spell?"
"Of course, since it is the third prince who has spoken, how can I not obey," Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "It's just that the painting has become a psychic. If I want him to return to the painting, I'm afraid he will be a little reluctant. I have no choice but to do it."
We have to rely on the two guards around the third prince."
"This is a small matter." Zhao Jing gestured.
The two guards immediately clasped their fists and responded to the order.
Li Xiuyuan pointed at a person and said, "I drew him, can I put it on rice paper?"
"What?"
For a moment, Qin Yong was shocked, and his face instantly turned pale: "Wait, wait, I am the real one, the fake one is over there, you have such a vicious heart, you dare to take this opportunity to murder me.
life."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they all looked at Li Xiuyuan with some surprise and uncertainty.
Could it be that this person really wanted to replace Li Jian and trick Qin Yong into the painting?
Li Xiuyuan rubbed his head and said: "Ah, are you Qin Yong? I didn't draw it. I'm really sorry. I didn't notice it for a while and admitted my mistake. If that's the case, then put the other Qin Yong into the painting.
Bar."
"You, you actually listened to his nonsense? How can it be true if you pretend to shout a few words?" Qin Yong also said in horror in the painting: "Aren't you going to kill me?"
"This" others also hesitated.
Li Xiuyuan spread his hands and said: "Third Prince, you see, the people in this painting are psychic and can use any strategy to avoid returning to the painting. Let alone acting. The reason why I want to ask more is because I am afraid that people will misunderstand me."
Ah, but I think the third prince should know who is real and who is fake.
Yes, it’s clear at a glance.”
Zhao Jing's face changed slightly, he pondered for a moment, then immediately pointed at Qin Yong and said: "Send him back to the painting."
"Third Prince, Third Prince, you can't do it." Qin Yong said in shock.
But at this time, two soldiers came over and held him down.
In the painting, Qin Yong caressed his palm and said: "Now the truth has come to light. What is fake is fake. The third prince has a keen eye. This trick really cannot deceive you, third prince."
"Let go, let go, what are you doing? I am the real Qin Yong. You have all been deceived by him. You have been deceived by him." Qin Yong struggled and shouted: "He told lies and deceived everyone. Don't believe him."
ah."
However, the soldiers did not care about so many. They had to carry out the orders they received, and immediately pinned Qin Yong to the ground who was struggling.
Li Xiuyuan walked over with a smile at this time, seeming to be ready to cast a spell.
At this time, Qin Yong's eyes were full of fear. He was afraid, afraid that Li Xiuyuan would really cast a spell to trap him in the painting, and then the fake Qin Yong would replace him, and he could only watch all this in the painting.
It happened, and there was no chance to complain.
Under the fear of life and death, he didn't care about fame and fortune.
He shouted hurriedly: "Say, I said, I said everything. It was my fault before. When I was finishing the painting, I deliberately passed by Gao Fan and destroyed his painting so that he could not finish it. I gave you some advice in return."
I used excuses to stimulate him and make him lose his normal mind and unable to paint well. I did all this.
I want to win first place, so Gao Fan is the only opponent I’m worried about.”
"Brother, I understand everything you did was to fight against Gao Fan, but I didn't dare to compete fairly, so I took the opportunity to cause trouble."
Qin Yong was so frightened that tears flowed out and his whole body was shaking.
I was afraid that if I were too late, I would fall into the painting and not be able to get out.
But when these words came out, the other scholars who were doing it were stunned.
"What happened before was like this. No wonder Gao Fan wanted to tear up the paintings he made and scolded Qin Yong. It turned out that he deliberately destroyed the paintings."
"Gao Fan is young and talented. I didn't expect that Qin Yongjin was worried about Gao Fan's victory and resorted to such despicable methods."
"Why is Qin Jinshi doing this? Can he hide this from himself and everyone here?"
"I am blinded by fame and wealth. I ask for rich paintings and submit them to the officials. I gain both fame and fortune. In addition, I may be summoned by the officials to be promoted and given titles. Seeing that things are going smoothly, a Gao Fan appears halfway.
How could Qin Yong be willing to do so?"
Everyone was discussing, some were disdainful, some were exclamated, and some were sighing.
Li Xiuyuan walked over and said: "Qin Yong, it's not that I intentionally used such methods to punish you. What I'm pursuing is fair competition between you and Gao Fan. It's just that you used despicable methods.
Therefore, I absolutely cannot stand your behavior of humiliating others.
If you are truly capable of defeating Gao Fan, I would be willing to give you thousands of gold, but you have been avoiding this issue and instead pointed your finger at me, thinking that defeating me will resolve everything."
"I don't know that this is ridiculous. I don't dare to compare paintings with Gao Fan. I only dare to compare with people I think are inferior to myself."
"After reading so much, I think your reading of sages' books is in vain. Get up. I won't send you to a painting because of such a thing, but you should also know that the power of lies is comparable to
Swords can kill people. You can slander others, and others can slander you. Just now
You have also seen the situation. I only need to tell a few lies to confuse right and wrong, and your end can be imagined."
As Li Xiuyuan spoke, he waved away the two soldiers standing aside, then shook his head and helped them up.
Qin Yong's face was still full of fear, and his face was covered with cold sweat.
But when he gradually came to his senses, his face was flushed, extremely ashamed, and he had no shame to face these scholars here again.
Everything he did before was told by himself, and he exchanged the truth for the truth.
Although he escaped, the price was not small.
The fame and fortune that he sought most became a dream in an instant.
But Li Xiuyuan's meaning is also very simple. If Qin Yong continues to insist on lies, then he doesn't mind letting the lies continue and let the fake Qin Yong live in the capital for a period of time to see how he feels.
Therefore, the deeper Qin Yong sinks, the greater the price he will pay for the truth.
"Now that the truth is out, it doesn't matter whether my painting skills can lead to psychics or gods. Come back." Li Xiuyuan said to Qin Yongdao in the painting.
In the painting, Qin Yong bowed his hands and bowed, then walked over. When he stepped on the rice paper on the ground, his whole body quickly sank into it, and after a while, he turned into a portrait.
No more magic,
Qin Yong's face was flushed at this moment, and he brushed his face with his sleeves, preparing to squeeze through the crowd and leave.
"Master Qin, please wait a moment."
Li Xiuyuan rolled up the painting on the ground and threw it to him: "If I ruined a painting for you, I should compensate you for a painting. This is the reason, so I gave this painting to you, and I think this
The value of a painting is greater than your picture of birds singing on an empty mountain."
Qin Yong subconsciously accepted these words, trembled all over, and felt a sense of fear.
"He, what if he comes back to life again?"
Li Xiuyuan said: "If you are upright in your heart, don't think about others, and don't use despicable means, you will naturally be upright and not afraid of slanting shadows. Even if he runs out of the painting, there is nothing to worry about. You show people the truth and falsehoods."
Naturally it won’t happen.”
Qin Yong thought for a while, then he held the painting tightly and left without looking back.
It turns out that this man's paintings can really communicate with the gods.
After Qin Yong left, everyone reacted. When they looked at Li Xiuyuan again, they were full of respect and enthusiasm.
All the previous doubts were gone. They saw Qin Yong walking out of the painting and then walking into the painting. This real thing cannot be done by illusion and cannot be acted out. The only explanation is that this person
His painting skills have reached the legendary level of finishing touch.
"gentlemen."
At this moment, Zhao Jing strode over, grabbed Li Xiuyuan's hand and said sincerely: "Sir, you are a great talent. His paintings can communicate with the gods. This is unheard of. Can you tell me your name? Zhao Jing is polite here."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, Zhao Jing couldn't adapt to this sudden change in attitude.
Didn’t you doubt yourself towards Qin Yong before?
Qin Yong became so enthusiastic as soon as he left, which was really unexpected.
But then Li Xiuyuan understood what was going on.
The third prince's daughter, Qiu Hua, may have intended to use the Shangyuan Festival to promote his reputation and win over the scholars. In other words, this was to expand his influence among the scholars and thereby strengthen his own power.
The result of power.
And the rewards brought by wooing a famous talent are huge.
Li Xiuyuan had a dispute with Qin Yong today, and apparently became the target of Zhao Jing's wooing instead.
"Third Prince, you're welcome. I'm just a scholar. How can I be called sir? And if you want to salute, I should be the one to salute the Third Prince." Li Xiuyuan's eyes moved slightly, and he bowed his hands and gave a salute: "Yangzhou
The governor Li Xiuyuan has met the third prince and Old Master Zhu."
He did not forget Zhu Qian beside him and also gave him a salute.
Li Xiuyuan, the governor of Yangzhou?
Zhao Jing's eyes widened immediately when he heard the name, and even though he was usually very well-educated, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.
But what finally came was a wave of ecstasy.
"Are you really Li Xiuyuan? The Li Xiuyuan who put down the Nine Mountain Kings Rebellion?" Zhao Jing suppressed his excitement and held Li Xiuyuan's arm tighter.
It's like a treasure that doesn't want to be let go.
"Exactly, do you know the third prince?" Li Xiuyuan asked.
"It's like thunder piercing your ears, how can you not know it." Zhao Jing said.
He felt that today was the opportunity given to him by God. What was the use of wooing these scholars here? Compared with Li Xiuyuan, they were as different as a sparrow and a roc. There was no way to compare them.
This Li Xiuyuan was in charge of Yangzhou. He was born as a scholar, abandoned his writing and joined the army. He was good at literature and martial arts. He had more than 10,000 cavalry and less than 30,000 infantry under his command. It can be said that he controlled both military and political power.
Once Li Xiuyuan takes office one day, he will be the overlord, and even the civil and military officials in the capital will not dare to act rashly against him.
Zhao Jing knew very well how powerful the imperial court was.
As the third prince, if he wants to achieve something, he must have foreign aid, and this foreign aid is not as simple as ordinary foreign aid. He must have financial resources, military strength, and status. In addition, there must be one thing, that is, this person has not been attacked by other people.
People win over.
After much thought, the third prince felt that there was no more suitable candidate than Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan felt the heat and excitement radiating from Zhao Jing's eyes. This kind of eyes was a yearning for power and status.
And it was as if I could bring him all this.
"Do you want to recruit me to work for him?" Li Xiuyuan knew it immediately.
But this is impossible.
What he pursues is not power, status, or wealth, but his own ideas, and this idea cannot be given by the emperor.
So he is not inherently loyal to anyone.
Therefore, Li Xiuyuan did not worship ghosts and gods, nor did he respect the imperial power.
The reason why I become an official is just to facilitate myself to do things at certain times, not to pursue power.