As his own son, Pei Yixian was not afraid of being embarrassed by himself, because he was afraid that Pei Yan would not be able to suffer such setbacks.

"Aye!"

"Let's wait!"

Seeing that Lao Pei was about to finish his writing, Ji Chang said in a hurry. Lao Pei frowned: "What, what's the problem?"

Pei Yixian looked embarrassed: "No problem, but the child felt that such a small matter would not be bothered by Aye, otherwise he would leave it to the child."

"No need, you go and do your business, I'm idle."

Lao Pei drew two more with great enthusiasm, from the brushwork to the lines, it was really like a dragon and a phoenix, and it was completely wrong.

When I looked up, my good son hadn't left yet.

Pei Yi first resisted the urge to tear the paper, and watched him Aye describe it bit by bit, and his bottom line in his heart was impacted again and again.

This is too ugly!

When he thought of such things hanging in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City for people to watch, he felt very upset.

What's even more terrifying is that Lao Pei feels good about himself and does not realize how incapable his paintings are.

Pei Yan looked up and the two of them hit one point, which was very embarrassing.

"Aye, the child thinks that these patterns are not similar to bad money, so why don't you find a serious painter to do it."

"After all, it is a major event for the imperial court, and it is not a careless one at all."

Pei Yan's brush stopped in the air, and he was stunned.

Why does this child still stare at and grit his teeth when speaking? Is he uncomfortable?

"You mean, Aye's paintings are not very good, and you can't take them out to meet people?" Pei Yan's shocked expression made Pei Yi feel first that it seemed that his father realized this problem for the first time.

This is really...

"Aye, Child doesn't mean this. But, Child seems to have always been clear about public and private affairs in the court. Which department should do, it must be handed over to which department so that it can be justified."

"A few days ago, Aye asked the child to collect bad money, but the child did not object and tried hard to find it. But the child felt that the drawing of the pattern should be left to the people in the Money Cricketing Institute."

"These things are familiar to them, and they are also good at it. If you don't say anything else, just talk about the bad money style. Although the child has been searching in the east and west markets for several days, there may be some fish that missed the net."

"If the bad money styles that were not collected by children, if the styles of collecting bad money and drawing patterns were all handled by Pei's mansion, wouldn't it be cheaper for those lazy people in the Money Cricketing Court?"

"They are lazy every day and don't do serious errands. Aye's errands have been assigned, and the child still has no intention of taking action."

"We will take over the errands they do, it will not be cheaper for them, they will be more idle!"

Pei Yi first widened his eyes and questioned him, showing his righteous indignation. Pei Yan was fooled by him for a moment.

Indeed!

Those lazy people only fish for three days and two days of drying the net. Now, Lao Pei still takes over their errands. Is this a dedication of love?

"yes!"

"You can't let them be idle! You have to hand over the errands to them!"

Pei Yan put down his pen and instantly kneaded the drawn patterns into a ball. Pei Yi was relieved first. In this way, the face of their Pei family was finally preserved. The ancestors were virtuous!

"Aye is right!"

"We must not let these villains succeed!"

Pei Yan's hand was getting slower and slower, so Pei Yi quickly shouted a few slogans to encourage him.

But this person is sometimes so strange. If you don’t grasp the degree well, you can easily use too much force. Look, Pei Yichang has always been an honest person and will not be fooled.

He saw it just when he showed a little bit of his intestine in front of an old fried dough stick like his father.

"Yes, after all, do you still think that Aye's paintings are not good, right?"

Pei Yichang hurriedly shook his hand: "It's nothing, Aye misunderstood the child!"

Pei Yan smiled slightly: "You have said it earlier, there is no need to hide it. Aye knows what level he is at."

Old Pei's eyes shone and looked at his son with great kindness. Pei Yi first stiffly held his lips: "No!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Aye's painting skills are absolutely fine. The key is that he can't afford the lazy guys in the Money Cricketing Academy!"

Good Aye, don’t try to trick me!

If you are bald now, won’t the praising before be revealed?

Although the two are father and son, Pei Yan's scrupulousness is also clear in his heart, so he will not provoke him.

Pei Yi first swears and firmly affirms that Pei Yan's paintings are masterpieces of the times, especially the portraits of the characters, which are even more vivid.

"In the eyes of the child, Aye painted the best, and there are also characters. The portrait of Fan Xian hanging in Aye's house is the best. A small thing like copper coins cannot play at all!"

"Aye's painting skills are really amazing. We must find a good opportunity to be famous throughout the ages. We can shock the civil and military officials of the court. This is enough." In order not to embarrass the old man, Pei Yi first spoke dry mouth and sweated all over the head.

He was originally an upright and taciturn person, but now in order to deal with his tricky father, he can only try his best to make up for his shortcomings and praise him.

Fortunately, such efforts were not in vain, and Pei Yan was frightened by him.

"You are right, Aye also thinks it's better to draw characters."

"Yes, yes! Aye is saying it's so right!"

With such a high talent, whether it is articles or calligraphy and painting, Pei Yan is now considered a first-class person in the Tang Dynasty.

This kind of talent must not be kept in your stomach or trapped in this room, so that outsiders will not know it.

Pei Yan stroked his beard and became more proud the more he thought about it.

"Very good!"

"When Aye practices for a few more days, maybe he can paint a portrait of the Saint!"

Pei Yan was full of energy, and Yan Liben had long ignored it.

Pei Yixian's smile froze there, Aye, don't be killed again...

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A few days later, June was already in progress. As the mighty army headed to the front line, Helan Minzhi, who had been hanging his life, finally embarked on his itinerary.

Although Emperor Li Zhi had never been to the battlefield, he was still very insightful. He could see clearly how strong his two strong rivals, the Western Turks and Tubo were.

Although, the Turks were definitely considered a major concern of the Tang Dynasty in the past, but the Western Turks now have long been remnants of the remnants of being expelled from the Central Plains.

Although their strength has been restored since they left Zhongtu and returned to their original grassland territory, they have definitely not yet been able to suffer from the Tang Dynasty.

However, Tubo, although Baba is coming up to pay tribute, his sphere of influence is getting bigger and bigger, and he is gradually taking over the inland.

This kind of momentum is not good.

There are many difficulties in dealing with the men and horses on both sides.

On one side, the journey was long, and the Western Turks had already retreated to the northern desert grassland area, which was very far away from the border of the Tang Dynasty.

The marching speed of the Tang Dynasty, when they arrived at their garrison, the people had already run away, so who else would they go to fight?

Not to mention this, because the journey is long, the army's material support and guidance are both problems. It is common for them to get lost during the march and get out of food.

But it is also very difficult in Tubo. Not only is the road far away, but the mountains are high. If you want to deal with the Tubo army, you have not rushed back and forth a few times before they retreated to the mountain.

Can you catch up?
Chapter completed!