"Are you done yet?"
Yuchi Yiseng said angrily: "I still have several paintings to be done. Can you please stop making endless noises?"
Um?
How dare you, a little painter, to attack our old Wei family?
"okay……"
Wei Shuyu waved his hand: "Our family doesn't need you to paint, so please ask this Yuchi great painter to leave first."
"What did you say?"
Yuchi Yiseng seemed to think he had heard wrongly.
This is something that will go down in history. You don’t want me to draw it?
"Master Yuchi, please come." Wei Shuyu went to the door and invited.
"Shu Yu, what are you doing?" Wei Zheng scolded.
"Dad, let me draw it for you!"
"..."
Will you paint?
I might as well paint myself.
Wei Zheng complained in his mind.
"Shizhong Wei, what do you mean by Duke Zheng's residence?"
"I came here to paint on the emperor's order. Is this how you treat guests?"
"If you don't need me to paint, just say so. It's a waste of my time!"
Yuchi Yiseng was very angry.
When I go to other people’s homes to paint, they will be served with delicious food and drinks.
Like Changsun Wuji, he even gave himself a large sum of money!
Don't tell me that your Wei family has no money.
You dare to chase me away?
"Don't blame everyone, Yuchi. The child is young and doesn't know how to behave." Wei Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.
Then he scolded Wei Shuyu: "I still haven't apologized to everyone at Yuchi!"
"father……"
Wei Shuyu just wanted to speak.
Yuchi Yiseng spoke first...
"No."
Yuchi Yiseng waved his hand and said: "Shizhong Wei, tell me whether you want to do this painting or not. If you don't do it, I will leave now!"
Yuchi Yiseng was not afraid of Wei Zheng at all.
He was a native of Khotan and a nobleman of Khotan.
Except for Li Shimin in Chang'an, he doesn't need to follow the trend!
"Let's go..."
Wei Shuyu expelled him again: "My father doesn't need someone who is not good at painting to paint."
"Asshole!"
Yuchi Yiseng was completely angered.
You can scold him or drive him away.
But his reputation must not be ruined.
"Wei Shuyu, I know you."
Yuchi Yiseng said with a cold face: "Don't think that just because you have some achievements, you are lawless. Do you, a little brat, know how to draw?"
In response, Wei Shuyu sneered.
"You don't need to tell me whether I understand painting or not..."
"Anyway, I know your painting skills are not very good!"
Wei Shuyu snatched the drawing paper from the proposal and said, "My father has thick lips, a thin face, and cold eyes."
"What are you drawing?"
"Not only the outline is big, but the eyes are full of compassion and kindness..."
Um?
Upon hearing this, Wei Zheng took the drawing paper and took a look.
Not as exaggerated as Maitreya Buddha.
It’s just that after watching it for a long time, I always have a weird feeling.
"Zheng Guogong regards the people of the world as his own responsibility, what's wrong with the compassion in his eyes? Did I understand it wrong?" Yuchi Yiseng's eyes flickered, with a guilty conscience.
"presumptuous!"
Wei Shuyu couldn't stand listening anymore: "You don't even understand my father's temper clearly, so you dare to paint without permission!"
"My father spends all day in the palace admonishing..."
"I have all kinds of looks, but there is never mercy!"
"besides……"
"Even if you don't understand my father's temperament."
"Let's take a photo of the painting, shall we?"
"My dad has been sitting motionless for so long. Didn't you see the look in his eyes?"
"How dare you order my father in a scolding tone..."
"how?"
"Do you think Duke Zheng is easy to bully?"
Yuchi Yiseng's expression suddenly changed.
indeed.
He heard that Wei Zheng was invincible, so he wanted to test this famous Wei Zhengzi.
As a result, Wei Zheng tolerated everything, which allowed him to push forward.
"Nonsense!"
Yuchi Yiseng ignored Wei Shuyu and turned to Wei Zheng: "Wei Zheng, is this how you teach your son?"
Wei Zheng's expression did not change.
He threw the drawing paper behind his back and his eyes grew colder: "I don't need you to tell me how to teach my son!"
"And remember your own identity..."
"According to age, you are younger than me."
"According to your title, you are lower than me."
"By country..."
"Even the head of your family dare not speak to me like this. Who gave you the courage to run rampant in my Duke Zheng's house?"
Wei Zheng said coldly.
Do you need to choose between painting and your son?
Then I would definitely choose my son!
the most important is……
The other party's painting was really poor.
Maybe Yuchi Yiseng's father is good at painting.
But the current Yuchi Yiseng obviously has not yet reached that level of painting skills.
"Wei Zheng, you have thought it through."
"Don't let me paint again after I'm gone!"
Yuchi Yiseng is still arrogant.
Taking a closer look at the entire Central Plains, except for Gu Kaizhi, there really aren't many painters who can take advantage of it.
"It doesn't matter."
Wei Zheng grimaced: "My achievements will be judged by the people of the world."
"Even if there is no portrait..."
"I can still be ranked among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion!"
With that said, Wei Zheng shouted: "Old Wu, see the guest off!"
"etc……"
At this moment, Wei Shuyu suddenly stopped.
He walked aside, picked up a broom and handed it to Old Wu: "Uncle Wu, fight him out!"
"okay."
Old Wu took it excitedly.
"You...you guys."
Yuchi Yiseng pointed at a few people with a red face.
boom!
Lao Wu hit the other person's arm with a broom without mercy: "Who asked you to point fingers at my master and master? Get out of here."
"Asshole!"
Yuchi Yiseng shouted loudly.
You still dare to be tough, right?
Lao Wu picked up the broom and started beating him, and he hit him in the face!
"Wei Zheng, Wei Shuyu..."
"I must go to His Majesty to report you."
main entrance.
Yuchi Yiseng roared loudly, causing people passing by to murmur.
"Who is this person? He was kicked out by Zheng Guogong."
"The Duke of Zheng is so angry. This guy is either a corrupt official or a corrupt official."
"You are blind. He looks like he is not a citizen of the Tang Dynasty. He is definitely not a good person."
Listening to the mutterings of the people, Yuchi Yiseng blushed.
boom.
At this moment, Lao Wu threw out his tool again.
Inside the Wei Mansion.
"father……"
Wei Shuyu smiled.
Lao Wei is still very capable.
"Don't call me daddy!"
Wei Zheng was extremely sad: "The portrait that will go down in history is gone!"
The painting is not good.
Can't you say it nicely?
After all, it is a portrait that will last forever.
Others have it, but I don’t have it...
My kidneys hurt just thinking about it.
"It's okay, dad, I'll draw it for you." Wei Shuyu said with a smile.
snort.
Wei Zheng snorted coldly and walked away.
"Dad, where are you going?"
"On duty!"
"do not."
Wei Shuyu grabbed Wei Zheng and said, "Now Yuchi Yiseng has gone to the palace to complain. Isn't he very angry when I see him?"
When Wei Zheng heard this, he was right.
No matter who I am, it would really be inappropriate for me to argue with a young man who is painting.
Then he returned to his seat and sat down...
"I'll give you half an hour. If you can't make things right, just wait to be slapped!"
"Okay."
Wei Shuyu agreed and left the hall.
When I came back, I had a handful of charcoal in my hand.
And on the first seat...
Wei Zheng was sipping tea, with the bright rattan still on the table.
"What are you doing with charcoal?" Wei Zheng frowned.
"Dad, these are the tools used for painting."
"Although brush painting is good, it is still hair after all!"
“The paintings produced are spiritual, but they are slightly inferior in shape.”
"Charcoal is different...it can be accurate to every small detail!"
Wei Shuyu explained with a smile.
During previous missions, he often described the characteristics of criminals.
Over time, he also gained a certain foundation in charcoal drawing.
"whatever."
Wei Zheng picked up a book and read: "If you can't draw it anyway, just wait to be whipped."
Wei Shuyu did not hesitate.
Get ready and start painting...
Wei Zheng didn't expect his son to make any decent paintings.
Start reading books on your own.
This expression is actually more natural than before.
