Li Yizhi, who was in the center of the storm, remained calm.
He had been an emperor at least back then, and he was also the founding king of the country. Although Yang Guang was also powerful, his momentum could not scare him.
However, when people are under the roof, they have to bow their heads and some good words should be said.
Because Yang Guang at this period had a bad temper and was unstable, Li Yizhi did not want to be targeted by Yang Guang.
Otherwise, he might not be able to get out of the palace.
So, he saluted again and said in a pretense of fear: "Common people dare not claim to be a painting sage. Outsiders spread the rumors. I am just a good painter. Only your majesty is qualified to possess the word 'sage'."
"As for the fact that I didn't enter the palace until today to meet the Holy One, it's actually because ordinary people live in seclusion and don't hear what's going on outside the window, so they betrayed the Holy Will. I hope Your Majesty will atone for your sins."
"Ha ha!"
Yang Guang burst out laughing, feeling very comfortable being flattered by Li Yizhi.
He said loudly: "Li Yizhi, you are right. The word 'sage' is so honorable that only I can enjoy it. How can others deserve it? According to my decree, from now on, all people with the title of 'sage' will be
It must be removed, and those who violate it will be punished as treason."
"Your Majesty has a distinguished name."
His Royal Highness's civil servants and generals shouted loudly.
Yang Guang hummed and said again: "Come here, prepare the four treasures of the study and various paints, and let Li Yizhi paint my portrait."
Soon, a waiter brought in a desk and placed various items for painting on it.
Li Yizhi walked to the desk, looked at Yang Guang seriously, then slowly lowered his head and picked up the brush.
With Yang Guang's current ghost appearance, he definitely couldn't paint it realistically, otherwise he would have hanged himself and sought death.
Therefore, Li Yizhi slowly closed his eyes, began to visualize Yang Guang's appearance in his mind, and made modifications, finally getting a portrait.
Yang Guang in this portrait is not only more than ten years younger, but also more majestic, heroic and exudes the aura of a mighty emperor.
No one, not even Yang Guang, thought there was anything wrong with Li Yizhi's appearance. After all, they had all heard of the details of Li Yizhi's painting that day.
With just one glance, you can remember all the facial features and details of a person, which is terrifying.
After a long time, Li Yizhi opened his eyes, and then began to write. He moved his wrist, and the pen tip quickly crossed the drawing paper, making a subtle rustling sound.
His Highness's ministers stood on tiptoes one after another, wanting to watch, but the hall was too big and the distance was too far, so they couldn't see clearly, so in the end they had to give up.
More than half an hour later.
Li Yizhi put down his brush, cupped his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the common people have already finished painting."
Yang Guang rested his head on the beauty's lap and lazily ate the fruit that was brought to his mouth.
After hearing this, he hummed, sat up lazily, and said, "Come here, let me see if Li Yizhi's paintings are as realistic as the rumors say."
Two chamberlains hurriedly stepped forward, fixed the drawing paper on the drawing board, and carried it to the dragon stage.
Yang Guang stared at the portrait with burning eyes, a look of reminiscence on his face.
Li Yizhi's portrait was really very good. The people in the painting were full of heroism and majesty, which reminded him of himself when he first ascended the throne.
At that time, he was so ambitious and determined to be an eternal sage, so he couldn't wait to implement the imperial examination system, dig the Grand Canal, and make three expeditions to Goryeo.
It's a pity that he accomplished the first two items very well, but his three expeditions to Korea failed miserably every time. This also completely destroyed his confidence, and he began to degenerate. He only cared about having fun every day, living in drunken dreams.
After a long time, the look of reminiscence in Yang Guang's eyes faded.
Now it's too late. He is old and lacks energy. He no longer wants to care about national affairs and just wants to have a good time.
"Wow, His Majesty's portrait is so majestic and real. I can't help but scream!"
"Oh my God, the ancient Pan An was nothing more than this. To be favored by His Majesty is truly my concubine's great fortune."
"Your Majesty, I also want a portrait of my concubine, okay?"
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A group of concubines gathered around Yang Guang. When they looked at Yang Guang's portrait, their eyes couldn't help but shine, and they immediately became excited.
Even Yang Guang, a dead ghost, can be painted so heroic and mighty, so with their appearance, wouldn't it be possible to paint them even more beautiful, and maybe even be passed down through the ages?
Yang Guang's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he naturally agreed to the concubines' requests one after another.
He looked at Li Yizhi, waved his long sleeves and said: "Come here, I am very satisfied with Li Yizhi's paintings. I will give you a thousand taels of gold, a hundred pieces of silk and satin, and I will be appointed as a court painter."
This Li Yizhi is a personal beauty camera. Not to mention these concubines, even Yang Guang was reluctant to let him go, so he recruited him as a court painter so that he could paint their portraits every day.
Li Yizhi frowned. He didn't want to be a palace painter. Not to mention his low status, he had to stay in the palace all day long and couldn't do anything important.
But he refused rashly, because he was afraid of offending Yang Guang, and might end up staying in Jiangdu Palace.
Suddenly, Li Yizhi's heart moved. This might be an opportunity.
So he bowed and said loudly: "Your Majesty, painting is just my hobby. The ambition of the grassroots is actually to be loyal to your majesty and to be a pastor. During this period, the reason why the grassroots did not receive the holy message is actually
It’s all because I studied hard behind closed doors at home and prepared to take the imperial examination.”
"Therefore, instead of letting the common man be a palace painter, it is better to give him an official position. In this way, the common man can not only serve His Majesty, but also can enter the palace at any time to paint portraits of His Majesty and your ladies. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
Yang Guang was unhappy at first, but after hearing what Li Yizhi said, he couldn't help but nodded. This was indeed an idea that had the best of both worlds.
So, he looked at the two civil servants headed by His Highness and asked: "Yu Aiqing, Pei Aiqing, do you think there is a suitable position for Li Yizhi? It is best not to be more than a hundred miles away from the palace."
Yu Aiqing was Yu Shiji, and Pei Aiqing was Pei Yun. They were both favorites and slanderers around Yang Guang.
Yang Guang usually ignores political affairs, and these two people handle it on his behalf.
Yu Shiji and Pei Yun looked at each other, as if there was a tacit understanding.
Then Yu Shiji walked to the palace, bowed and said: "Your Majesty, with Li Yizhi's talents, I think he is qualified to serve as the governor of Jiangdu."
Jiangdu is a county, and its governance is in Yangzhou, which is about thirty miles south of Jiangdu Palace, very close to it.
When the ministers heard this, they couldn't help but take a deep breath and looked shocked.
You must know that Jiangdu is a Shangjun, the governor of Jiangdu is a high-ranking official of the third rank, and Li Yizhi is just an unknown person. Although he is a relatively good painter, as for his talent, how can he tell it?
Even Li Yizhi himself was stunned by Yu Shiji's words. He had never expected to become a third-rank official.
But after Yu Shiji mentioned it, his heart became hot.
If this happened in a peaceful and prosperous era, it would be absolutely impossible, but now, it is not impossible.
However, Yu Shiji actually recommended himself as the governor of Jiangdu. I'm afraid he had other considerations.
After all, they have no interest in each other.
Li Yizhi's mind was spinning rapidly. He recalled the information in the original work and quickly found the answer...