"Son-in-law, let me talk about what else you need about the college, just say something." After Uncle Li and I had a drink of three drinks, he burped in a bad manner and touched his beard and said.

"The son-in-law can't think of it yet, but there is something, I hope the uncle will agree first."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Uncle Li seemed to be drunk a little, and his eyes looked at me were a little straight. "It's okay, I'll report to my father-in-law next time I'll think about it next time." When talking to the drunkard, God knows whether it can count. It seems that I am in a good mood today and performing extraordinaryly. After drinking like this in the past, I'm afraid it's time to play drunken fist now. I chatted with Uncle Li for a few more words and said goodbye. I originally wanted to find Li Shu. When I asked her the palace maid who was guarding outside the palace gate, I realized that this girl was not there, so I had to leave the palace gate and head to the house...

When I got home, I just walked to the gate of the courtyard. The palace maid sister, who looked uncontrollable, greeted happily: "Mr., the yard has been plated. I went to see it now. I realized that it was a small courtyard with two entrances, six rooms, and a small flower pond behind it. I heard that it was our house mansion who wanted it. The owner of the house did not raise the price, so he turned it over and got the deeds in the place. "I helped me into the house, and the green butterfly turned his mouth and said, "Young Master is going to have a drink again."

"There is no way. As the saying goes, it is hard to refuse your kindness. By the way, when will you notify your mother-in-law to bring it over?" After taking the wet towel handed over by Green Butterfly, he covered his face with all his strength and wiped it a few times. The cool breath finally felt a little better.

"I want to wait a few more days. I'm afraid I have to talk to my elder sister first. After all, my mother should have no objection, but my elder sister is afraid..." The palace maid frowned.

"It's okay, just say that you bought the yard and use your private money. So, you

My eldest sister has no reason not to move in." I understand the concerns of the palace maid sister, for fear that her eldest sister Bi Niang would be embarrassed. After all, she was married to another woman and now lives in the small courtyard bought by her brother-in-law. Although no one would talk anything, she was afraid that she would feel uneasy.

"Thank you, my husband. Since this is the case, I will let them come here in a few days, so that I will not feel at ease all day long." The palace maid sister didn't understand my thoughts, and she no longer needed to be moved. She held my hand tightly, and she let go. The smile on her face was a little more delicate than the flowers outside the room.

On that day, a heavy rain washed away the heat for many days. The branches and leaves that were almost yellow were soaked in full green. Behind my butt, followed by a loyal servant who was holding a horse. His chest was full of bulging, and his arms were filled with our second version of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and he walked leisurely towards Master Yan's mansion. "Young Master, don't you want the young man to be a model for Mr. Yan again?" Fang Cheng followed behind my butt, a little shy. Damn, when did this shameless person know he was shy?

Like when Master Yan painted a room-like version of David's body sketch last time, this guy asked Yan Liben very clearly if he wanted to take off his pants. If he didn't know that I was lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep, I was hit by a pillow, probably because Master Yan, who was slimming and green at the time, almost wanted to copy a knife to wipe the neck of this guy.

"Why are you anxious? Believe it or not, I'll ask Master Yan to draw a picture of your bare butt at the intersection of the street." He glared at the guy who was laughing fiercely, and then walked forward along the shaded corner of the street.

When he arrived at the door, he knocked on the door. The family of Yan's family opened the door. When he heard that it was half of Master Yan's teacher, the second man from the Fang Mansion moved to visit and rushed into the house. Soon, Master Yan, who was still tea-filled ink on his cloth robe, hurriedly welcomed him: "Oh, Brother Fang was here, I was here to be here, I'm sorry for my brother being rude, please come in quickly."

"How dare Brother Yan welcome you. Please..." He quickly returned the gift and walked straight into each other. Yan Li Ben's studio was quite large. A whole room was filled with various drafts, and many drafts or paintings were scattered around. He is worthy of being an art person. Compared with the doghouse, this young master almost didn't know how to get on his feet. Yan Li Ben's face was a little red, and he carefully prepared a piece on the short couch and asked me to sit down. After I sat down, "I don't know what my brother is going to find me, just say." A very direct person, we didn't be polite to him. He snapped his fingers at Fang Cheng at the door of the station. The loyal servant rushed in and took out the second version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" from his arms and handed it to Master Yan: "I have a heartless request. I hope Brother Yan can relieve his worries."

"Oh, this is..." Yan Liben opened the book and looked around, looking at me with confusion.

"I took advantage of my leisure time to write this novel. Today I came to find Brother Yan, just to ask me to draw some pictures for my book book. Here is the picture item." My hand took out the very square folded paper from the sleeve and handed it to Yan Liben's hand.

"Well! Let me take a look first. Taoyuan's three reunions, Cao Mengde offered his sword, met with Fengyi Pavilion in private, the three heroes fought against Lu Bu, and rode alone in a thousand miles..." Yan Liben followed the picture carefully and couldn't help but take a breath, his face was a little ugly. Nonsense, there are too many classic scenes in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". We are still choosing carefully, picking and choosing, and finally choosing nearly 200 illustrations. Master Yan is not surprised. Welcome to visit.

"I said, brother, this..." Yan Liben looked bitter and embarrassed. "Brother, don't worry, let me hear that I have to paint the whole scroll with Brother Yan, just to use white drawing and single ink to paint the spirit, so that I can carve it on the plate and print it." We have never studied ancient Chinese painting techniques, but the problem is that Master Yan ran to our house every few days, which is called learning painting skills. Even if we don't understand it, we understand a lot. At least we know that the villain's version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" I read before was used. What I want to do is not only to let this second edition of Fang Er pass through later generations, but also to create new publication ideas, with pictures and texts. Think about it, Uncle Li wrote the preface, Fang Xuanling wrote the reading notes, Li Zhi wrote the postscript, Fang Er created, Wu Yujie copied, and Yan Liben's illustration of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" will cause.

Uncle Li wrote the preface and the Emperor of the Tang Empire, which is a good example, has already agreed with Uncle Li, the emperor of the Tang Empire. Li Zhi wrote the postscript and we will tell the story directly. Li Zhi wrote the pen. How dare the little boy disrespect his teacher and respect the teacher? As for the old man's reading notes, hehe, after hearing that Uncle Li wrote the preface for us young man, he volunteered to jump up, saying that he wanted to criticize and read the book with the rigorous eyes of historians. I simply flattered and told the old man to take the book.

The criticism was printed as the reading notes of this book. The old man was very happy with my approach, saying that we young young man knows how to respect the elderly and are good at accepting different opinions. He just wants to leave a name for himself and pretends, forget it, you are my father, and we don’t care about you. It’s better, this book, the second emperor, and the six celebrities. It’s hard not to be popular or shock the world’s literary world. That’s how we are. We don’t want to be the best but the most expensive? It seems to be the opposite? Damn!—

After listening to my thoughts quietly, Yan Liben's eyes were burning and his lips squirmed for a long time: "You are saying that Your Majesty wrote the preface, and the Prince of Jin wrote the postscript..." The face of this great power master began to turn red. It seemed that this master was also a person of fame and fortune. It was great, hehehe. I think so, Yan Liben was originally a palace painter. If he could keep his hands on a novel with Uncle Li and other top celebrities in the Tang Dynasty, what a glory would it be for him, the Lord Doctor who is only a fifth-rank official?

"That's right, this book is very favored by Your Majesty, so Your Majesty agreed to write the preface for my book. I feel that the text seems to be missing. Today, I saw the handwriting left by Brother Yan on the desk, and then suddenly realized it. So I came to visit me. I hope Brother Yan can write a stroke and leave a masterpiece for you and me. In the future, it will be passed on to future generations. It is also considered that Brother Yan has left a lot of artistic wealth for my descendants of the Tang Dynasty? I wonder what Brother Yan wants?"

"Brother Xian has a fate, but I dare not refuse. From today on, I will start studying this book behind closed doors for my brother. In the future, I will definitely satisfy my brother!" Brother Yan accepted the task of this difficult minister with fearless courage, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Well, I am looking forward to the day when Yan Liben completes all the illustrations.
Chapter completed!