WeChat shakes out 5000 years

Chapter 621 Portrait
Mao Zhichi is under a lot of pressure!

Immortals, who used to be just existences in legends, now actually appear in front of them, how can ordinary people have such a bearing?
That's right, since I was born under the red flag, most people can compare with it. Isn't so many years of education in vain?

Chai Luo was deeply convinced.

When the painter was connected with Mao Xianchi's name, Chai Luo finally realized who this guy was. In another 80 or [-] years, the old man would have a descendant who was also a court painter, and that guy was named Mao Yanshou.I don't know how his painting skills are, but one of the most famous things he did was to tamper with Wang Zhaojun's portrait.

It's not that the people are painted ugly, but a few moles are added to the face.

In modern society, it may not be such a stupid thing. It is called a portrait, that is, when taking pictures with a beauty camera, you will deliberately add something to your face.But in the Han Dynasty, which was more than 2000 years old, things would be serious.A few moles turned into ominous omens, which led to Wang Zhaojun not having the chance to face the saint at all, let alone gaining the favor of the emperor.

It wasn't until Hu Hanxie Shanyu, the leader of the Northern Huns, proposed to Emperor Han Yuan that Emperor Han Yuan remembered that there was Wang Zhaojun, so he summoned her for the first time.Seeing Wang Zhaojun for the first time, Emperor Han Yuan was confused: How can such a beautiful girl bring disaster to the Xiongnu?
However, it was too late to repent at this time, so I could only admit it while pinching my nose.Wang Zhaojun left the Han Palace on the front foot, and Emperor Han Yuan chopped off Mao Yanshou on the back foot!The tragic Wang Zhaojun also staged a scene of Zhaojun going out of the fortress, which has been passed down for thousands of years and is deeply touching.

That's right, Mao Yanshou must be a descendant of Mao Zhichi!It's just that there is still a long time before Zhaojun goes out of the fortress. According to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's current care for Mao Zhichi, it is not a big problem for the old man to die, and there is no need to worry about the extension of Mao's life for his grandchildren.

"Get up, it's just a portrait after all, what are you doing!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the immortal master taught it!"

Teach you a wool, I didn't say anything!

He immediately forgot that a few minutes ago, Cai Luo was so dissatisfied with the portraits on the wall that he came here for a painting himself.

Emperor Wu of the Han laughed. After all, he was an emperor known for his strength. Seeing the trembling appearance of his favorite courtiers, he felt uncomfortable.Step forward to smooth things over.

"Patriarch, Mao Xianchi is currently the best court painter. Would you like to ask him to paint a new one, depicting your immortal appearance, Patriarch?"

"Okay, I can get your praise, I believe the level will not be low, haha, I just happened to see it!"

Usually, Chai Luo didn't do much research on antique calligraphy and painting, and he didn't have many friends in this field, but he knew that antique calligraphy and painting were very valuable in later generations.Now I have the opportunity to see the calligraphy and painting with my own eyes, how can I let it go.Just don't know if it will waste a lot of time.

Looking up, Han Yueling was leaning against the head of the bed, watching an online drama with her head down. She didn't know how touching the plot was, anyway, this girl was wiped away by tears now.

It's good to put in a little bit, and I can still watch the performance of the court painter for the time being.

Mao Xianchi was very excited. He was used to portraits of emperors, because that was his job, but now he was doing portraits of gods, and in front of gods. Who would have the honor?Anyway, in Mao Xianchi's mind, his family's ancestral grave was already full of smoke.

He bowed and bowed in agreement, and moved his hands and feet. It seemed that he was planning to bring out his best form. Chai Luo was puzzled. Why should he move his feet even if he could only draw with his hands?Does the old man need to use every part of the body to paint?

No matter, he is an expert, and he is a melon-eating crowd.

Under the guidance of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Xiaozhu, he found a chair and sat down. Liu Xiaozhu sat next to him very dog-leggedly. No matter how you look at this guy's current appearance, he doesn't look like an emperor, but more like running errands.

After doing the preparatory work, Mao Zhichi unfolded the paper, dyed the dye, and started painting.In order to cooperate with the painter, Chai Luo tried to keep a still posture as much as possible.

I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running.

I once asked a wandering artist to draw a sketch for myself on the street, and it didn't take long, that is, it could be done in a few minutes.

However, in the hands of Mao Zhichi, this time is not short. The video transmission took Chai Luo even the third 10 minutes, and he still didn't hear the "game over" notification. He couldn't help feeling anxious, and squinted at Han Yueling, There are already tears in my eyes, it seems that the web drama has reached the final part of the finale.

"Ahem, how long will it take?"

He was already nervous, but when he heard the urging from the immortal master, Mao Xianchi became even more anxious.

"Immediately, immediately..."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

Immortal Master is dissatisfied, the consequences are very serious, what should I do?
In fact, he didn't know that Chai Luo wasn't dissatisfied. Someone was painting for free. He was just worried that Han Yueling would rush over after watching the online drama and see how to explain the scene chatting on WeChat.

Filming a costume drama?

It was obviously nonsense, not to mention that Han Yueling was not stupid, even people with limited intelligence would not believe this reason.Looking sideways, Weifeng sat on the edge of the bed with his little head tilted, looking at himself with a smile.Yes, this guy is just laughing.

He was not at all interested in the boring web dramas that Han Yueling watched, they were all made up anyway, the purpose was to earn other people's tears in exchange for clicks.But it’s different here in Cailuo, it’s absolutely live broadcast.In particular, Chai Luo got it from Guiguzi. The history of the Han Dynasty is really blank. If there is an opportunity to learn about it, how can we let it go.

Forget it, leave it alone.

WeChat is the real mother of this beast, and there is really no need to hide anything from it.

Focusing on Mao Zhichi's body again, he found that the dripping sweat on the old man's face had flowed into streams, and the dusty beard that looked like it had turned into wisps.

"Ahem, don't rush, take your time, I understand the principle of slow work and meticulous work, haha, as long as you can perform at a normal level!"

Anxious in my heart, but still comforting in my mouth.

"Hehe, yes, Patriarch, you are a god. Maybe many things are just a matter of waving your hands to you, but it is difficult for ordinary people like us!"

Liu Xiaozhu is not bad, he still doesn't forget to speak up for his courtiers at this time.Ordinarily, to have such a boss, shouldn't it be lucky to be a younger brother? How can there be so many bad spirits around him?I can't figure it out!

"Okay, fortunately, life is not humiliated!"

Finally, Mao Xianchi let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the portrait again with satisfaction, and then turned the drawing board over.

(End of this chapter)