The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 401: Jiangshan Sheji Map
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"Your Majesty is here!"
A sharp voice sounded, and the emperor wore a dragon robe, walking along the avenue in the middle of the banquet room, followed by dozens of energetic guards.
When the three princes saw it, they quickly stepped aside and respectfully worshipped. On both sides of the Manchu civil and military, Yuxia Bajia, Inu Rong Mission and others, all stood up together, bowed slightly, and looked at the majestic treasure of the holy face respectfully!
When he came to sit down in front of the throne, the emperor glanced at everyone present, his beard trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "Today, my birthday is celebrated in the whole world. I hope you all here, especially the Inu Rong mission, come from afar. , You can have fun, just sit down."
"Thank your Majesty, I wish my emperor long live long live long live long live!" Everyone bowed to each other, and then sat down safely.
At this moment, the prince got up again, took two steps lightly, and came to the emperor with a fist, bowed and bowed, and smiled: "Father, the emperor’s 100th birthday, the whole country is joyous, today the child has a special birthday gift, congratulations My father is happy and healthy, and the country will be forever, long live long live long live long live!"
"Oh, the prince has always been smart. I have to take a good look at this gift. There should be something ingenious, ha ha ha..." The emperor stroked his beard and smiled, then waved his hand and said lightly. : "Submit!"
As soon as the voice fell, I saw two close attendants respectfully carrying a picture scroll and came to the crowd, and then gently unfolded the picture scroll.
In an instant, thick ink lingers, dragons and phoenix dance, the pen is fierce, and the sword goes slant. I saw that there was an ink landscape on the scroll. The mountains are towering, the water waves are rippling and lifelike, as if they are about to pop out of a painting.
And in the lower right corner of the picture scroll, there are three words with vigor and power, Dan Qingsheng!
The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Tuoba Liufeng couldn't help being taken aback, and exclaimed: "This is...the first person in Xizhou, a madman in calligraphy and painting, Dan Qingsheng's Jiangshan Sheji picture?"
"Yes, Young Master Tuoba has a really good vision. This is the rare masterpiece handed down by that predecessor, the picture of Jiangshan Sheji!"
The corner of his mouth curled slightly, and the prince raised his head proudly, looking at everyone present, his eyes full of pride.
Zhuo Fan was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't know it. It was just a broken painting. What's the big deal. In this world where strength is respected, a scholar who paints, no matter how good he paints, can he use it?
But at the next moment, Zhuo Fan fully understood the value of this painting, and also understood why this marshal dog Rong was so surprised.
"As we all know, whether it is our Tianyu or Dog Rong, Xizhou is nothing more than a small country of sesame seeds. But 800 years ago, Xizhou came out of a strange man, not only the strength of Xizhou, but also the fascinating painting and calligraphy. It can be described as a master of both civil and military. Once with one person, he has selected ten major sects and became the well-deserved number one master in Xizhou!"
Everyone looked at the prince with awe-inspiring expressions, and listened to him quietly.
In fact, every family in Xizhou who is a little prestigious has heard of this horrifying legend, but I didn't expect it to be true. There really is such a person and such a painting.
As for Zhuo Fan, a newcomer, of course he doesn't know.
However, everyone present still respects such a peerless master, so they listened with breathlessness.
The prince cleared his throat and seemed to enjoy the feeling of being the focus of the crowd, and continued: "It is rumored that he once painted a masterpiece of the world, which is the map of the country and the shrine. At that time, he saw the mountains and rivers as dangerous as sacred mountains. Intoxicated by his skills, he made a ambition. If anyone can find him with this picture in the future, he must fulfill that person’s wish, and it doesn’t matter even to help him build a world!"
Everyone was surprised when they heard this. There was the best player in Xizhou to help out. Isn't that how big a country is to be played, isn't there a big country? It's not a problem to win the entire Xizhou.
Tuoba Liufeng's face was solemn, looking at the scroll, his brows couldn't help but shake. If this legend is true, then this painting falls into Tianyu's hands, it is simply a big killer!
No, you must get this painting!
The pupils condensed abruptly, Tuoba Liufeng and Hantiemo looked at each other, already tacitly nodding their heads.
However, at this moment, a leisurely voice suddenly sounded: "Then your Royal Highness, may I ask this Danqingsheng, where is it now?"
Uh!
Unconsciously, the prince turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw that it was Zhuo Fan, but couldn't help coughing, and said embarrassingly: "It is said that this senior disappeared 800 years ago, and his whereabouts are ethereal. No one Know his whereabouts..."
"嘁!"
Before he finished his words, Zhuo Fan curled his lips in disdain: "I can't find a person, can a picture be used for a bird?"
Puff!
A chuckle came out from the crowd. Although Zhuo Fan's words were crude, they made sense. This old man has disappeared for eight hundred years, and you can't control the world with his broken painting, you can only use it as a decoration.
Tuoba Liufeng and Hantiemo couldn't help being taken aback. It was right to think about it. How could a master who disappeared for 800 years suddenly pop out. After all, this painting is just a painting, not so threatening.
The prince's cheeks were slightly hot, and he glanced at Zhuo Fan hard, with a deep hatred in his heart.
Grandma, a bear, demolish Lao Tzu’s desk in public. All the treasures that I gave you before have been given away for nothing!
Originally, the prince thought that his gift was of no practical use, but there was an old legend attached to it, and it could also show off in front of everyone, pretending to be coercive, and please his father.
As a result, Zhuo Fan's words were degraded to nothing. In this way, what the Emperor Father would think in his heart, he would definitely underestimate his gift!
However, he was very anxious in his heart, but the emperor's face was still indifferent, and he chuckled and waved his hand: "Prince, you have the heart. For the way of the emperor, the people's heart is the most important thing, and the people who win the people's heart win the world. . If you rely on the side door, even if you sit firmly for a while, it will not last long. Although this painting does not have the effect of thousands of horses, it is also a masterpiece and a treasure in the world. I will accept it."
"Thank you Father for teaching!" The prince clasped his fists and said in gratitude that the emperor relieved his embarrassment.
"Come here, give a reward!" The emperor beckoned and said faintly.
Immediately, a close attendant brought a wooden box and came to the prince. When he opened the wooden box, he saw a green jade Ruyi quietly inside.
"Prince, you are my eldest son. I hope you can be safe and happy!"
"Thank you Father for the reward!" The prince held a fist and respectfully accepted Ruyi, his face full of excitement. When Zhuo Fan saw it, he didn't bother to curl his lips, just to give you a wish, not to give you a joke!
Then, after the prince bowed and retreated, the second prince Yu Wenyong strode forward again, and bowed to the emperor: "My boy, I wish my father the emperor's blessings in the East China Sea, and Shoubi Nanshan, today we have a special one. Birthday gift, to show the sincere and filial heart of the child!"
When the voice fell, the light flashed in his hand, and a Fang Tian painted halberd that was more than nine feet long hit the ground with a bang, shaking the entire venue continuously.
The guards were startled, and hurriedly came to the emperor to **** him, and when the emperor waved his hand slightly to signal them to retreat, they left again.
"Uh, the emperor, what are you..." The beard couldn't help shaking. The emperor seemed to have seen everything, he sighed in his heart, and shook his head helplessly.
My second emperor is really only brave, not magnificent!
Sure enough, the second prince raised his head proudly, and laughed out: "Enjoy your father, this is a towering cloud-breaking halberd, a real eighth rank spiritual soldier, rare in the world. It’s hard to find a child, that’s Dedicated to the emperor!"
"Um... but the emperor, what do you let the emperor do with this thing?" His brows trembled unconsciously, and the emperor laughed bitterly.
The second prince couldn't help but stagnate, and he was also a little embarrassed. What can you do with this eighth rank spirit soldier? Of course, it can be a battle bodyguard. Didn't the emperor know knowingly ask?
Or, did he deliberately protect Big Brother and deliberately suppress me?
Thinking of this, the second prince looked a little gloomy, and he clasped his fist and said: "Enjoy my father, the eighth-grade spiritual soldier, my child, is better than the painting of the eldest brother."
Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but snorted and rolled his eyes helplessly. Everyone also sighed together, looked in the direction of the second prince, and smiled bitterly.
Brother, your spirit soldier is much better than the prince's that can be seen or not used, but you have to distinguish the occasion. Now it is to celebrate the emperor's birthday. You brought a murder weapon to him as a birthday gift, is it fair to say! To the old Marshal Dugu, such a leading general is almost the same.
This is because the emperor is your Laozi. If you change someone else, you have to push it out.
The emperor sighed again and again, and shook his head with a wry smile, but when he saw the second prince’s stubborn behavior, he could only nod in difficulty: "Okay, the emperor’s gift, I accept it. However, this thing, I don’t need it, so I will give it to you. I hope you can fight for my Tianyu and kill the enemy and protect the family and the land!"
Speaking, the emperor waved his hand, and the two attendants pulled up the Fangtian painted halberd that was inserted on the ground, and respectfully handed it back to the second prince.
Seeing this scene, the second prince couldn't help but hurriedly said: "Wait, father, isn't this the same as confiscation of my gift. My eighth rank spirit soldier, isn't it even worse than the broken painting of my eldest brother? I also ask the emperor to take back his fame and consider it carefully."
Unconsciously, his complexion sank slightly, the emperor's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said coldly: "Yong'er, you will remember for me. If I reward you, you have to take it if you don't want it. I won't give it to you. , You can’t force it, it’s useless if you want it, you know?"
There was a cold shiver, the second prince seemed to have felt the emperor's naked killing intent, and nodded tremblingly, and bowed and put the Fangtian painted halberd into the bag again.
At this point, the emperor smiled again and nodded in satisfaction.
However, the people present no longer had the previously relaxed and happy atmosphere. They had really seen the cruel and ruthlessness of the emperor's might just now!
Everyone knows in their hearts that this emperor is by no means as kind as on the surface, he is the real beast...