readytorunbook Chapter 513: The Arrival of the Grassland Valkyrie
Chapter 513: The Arrival of the Grassland Valkyrie
The closer people were to the Yan Dynasty, the more they couldn't help but curiously look over to see what this grassland Khan had painted.
But after seeing the dark and smeared scribbles on Yan Chaoyue's rice paper, they were shocked, and then they all looked like they were watching a show.
This Khan of the grassland is so confident. He has no painting skills at all, but he dares to show off in front of everyone. Even a three-year-old child with some talent in Dasheng is better than him.
The people of the grassland are really vulgar.
Look at the iron-eating beast again, it has already drawn a sweet-scented osmanthus tree!
"Wow, this osmanthus flower looks so lifelike with just a few strokes, as if it were actually blooming on paper!"
"An iron-eating beast has such high attainments in painting. The literary atmosphere of Dasheng is so strong! Even the iron-eating beast has been influenced by it!"
Panda, who was painting, heard these people praising him and the emperor so much, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
He proudly sent a message to Yan Chaoyue: [See? They are all praising me! ]
【@燕朝越: Humph, I just treat you like a monkey! When my wife comes, she will be the center of attention! 】
While the bear and the man were arguing, both paintings were completed. The eunuch first showed the cassia twig painting by Panda, and then another eunuch came in front of Yan Chaoyue, unfolded his coal-ball ghost painting and placed it next to Panda's painting.
The comparison between the two paintings is extremely tragic and the difference is obvious at a glance. Just by looking at it, the painting that looks like a ghost drawing is more like one drawn by an animal.
Everyone in the banquet hall was whispering, and there were mocking expressions on their faces. Emperor Qingning was very satisfied with the result, as he could tell the difference between civilized people and barbarians.
Emperor Qingning even specially called in painters to comment on the painting of this iron-eating beast.
"Painter, these two paintings are of the grassland envoys and this iron-eating beast. Please comment on them one by one."
Emperor Qingning deliberately did not say which painting was painted by the iron-eating beast.
The painter carefully examined the painting of osmanthus branches and commented on it with witty remarks: "This painting of osmanthus branches not only captures the charm of autumn osmanthus, but also has great vitality. Every stroke and every painting reveals the painter's insight into and love for the beauty of flowers."
The painter was a new painter brought in from the palace gallery. He knew nothing about the current situation and subconsciously thought that the realistic cassia twig painting was painted by the Khan of the grassland.
"The vigor of the cassia twigs and the tenderness of the osmanthus flowers complement each other. Only a warrior born in the grassland like Khan can draw such vigor! I didn't expect that Khan is not only good at riding and shooting, but also has a natural talent for painting!"
When everyone heard the painter's words, they covered their mouths and laughed secretly. The two envoys from the grassland delegation looked flushed.
The painter turned his attention to another ghost painting: "As for this one... uh... it's all lumpy and looks like dark clouds. However, the fact that the iron-eating beast can hold a brush and scribble on paper is already an amazing miracle!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he found that many people's smiles had grown to their ears.
"How can you, a painter, be so ignorant? You actually commented on the paintings of the Khan of the Grassland in this way! Do you think the Khan's paintings were painted by an animal?"
Emperor Qingning pretended to be angry: "You are being disrespectful to our guests who have come from afar!"
"Come here, take this painter away and give him ten lashes to make amends to the Khan!"
The cannon fodder painter then realized that he had made a mistake. When he heard that he was going to be beaten with a slate, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately for mercy: "Your Majesty, please spare me, Your Majesty, please spare me. I did not mean to offend the Khan. I was just quick-witted at the time. Your Majesty, please spare me, Khan, please spare me."
Jiang Lili, Xin Che and others saw that this cannon fodder fossil had been shaking like a sieve, with his lips tightly pursed. This painter looked thin, and ten blows would be enough to paralyze him on one side.
And it was extremely cruel that he sacrificed half his life just for Emperor Qingning to belittle the Khan in public and to gain a sense of existence.
Emperor Qingning originally thought that the hot-tempered grassland Khan would also be upset by the painter's painting, but he didn't expect Yan Chaoyue to say at this time: "Emperor, I'm not angry yet, why do you look even angrier than me? If you don't know, you would think that this painter did something to you."
"Isn't it just that I recognized the wrong painting? You are too petty to deal with it like this."
Yan Chaoyue smiled indifferently and said to the painter: "I am a rough man. Compared with a few comments on your paintings, I still think that your physical health is more important. I heard that painters have to sit for a long time when painting. If you get beaten with a stick, how can you paint in the future?"
"You can go down and have a rest. If there is a chance, I will ask you for your painting skills. Such a good teacher cannot be wasted like this."
【@江麗麗: Mr. Yan, you are the most handsome in my heart at this moment! 】
[@侯潇潇: The little painter looks at you as if you were his savior. Congratulations on gaining a little fanboy. ]
【@薛蔚: Emperor Qingning used all his tricks on the common people. 】
The painter heard that the turbulent and barbaric grassland Khan in the rumors did not pursue him at this time, and took the initiative to let him go without being beaten. He also said that if there was a chance to stop him, it meant that his job as a painter and his life would be saved.
For a moment, he felt that there was a holy light on the Khan's head. Compared with the despair he felt when Emperor Qingning was furious just now, he really felt at this moment that this grassland Khan was many times nobler than the previous one.
For a moment he couldn't tell whose citizen he was.
The painter retreated tumbling.
The smile on Emperor Qingning's face also disappeared. The Khan of the grassland seemed petty by doing this. After lying dormant for three years, he had indeed become different.
He refused to give up and pointed at the horrible painting and said, "Khan, what is this painting of yours? It is really puzzling! Can you show us your painting?"
"Okay!"
Yan Chaoyue smiled heartily, stood up, took his painting from the eunuch, and walked to Emperor Qingning: "To be honest, I am not good at painting, but there is an idiom in the Central Plains called throwing a brick to attract jade."
"Our grassland envoys have come here this time and have also prepared a performance for Dasheng."
"And my painting is the stepping stone."
Emperor Qingning heard from Zhou Jushan that the grassland envoys brought a woman with them when they entered the palace today, and they were probably here to perform.
Emperor Qingning smiled contemptuously. Anyway, if the joke of mistaking a painting for a real one got out, it would be enough to make people all over the world laugh for a long time. "Okay, welcome!"
Zhou Jushan shouted at this time: "Xuancaoyuan envoy performance!"
Not long after, a woman in maroon Hanfu entered the banquet hall. Emperor Qingning was about to go to see what the woman looked like when Yan Chaoyue suddenly threw the painting in his hand into the air, blocking Emperor Qingning's view.
The next moment, the woman snatched the chopsticks from the guest table closest to her and threw them at the flying scroll!
With a "dong" sound, the scroll was nailed to the wall behind Emperor Qingning by chopsticks, which shows how deep this man's internal strength is.
At this time, everyone in the audience could see the graffiti on the scroll clearly.
When you look at Yan Chaoyue's scribbles vertically, you can't tell what they are. You can only tell that they are just a mess of doodles.
At this time, the painting was nailed horizontally to the wall with two chopsticks. Everyone could see the content clearly, which was actually the word "idiot" made up of black ink blobs!