Painting the door gods is no different than painting portraits. In order to highlight the majesty and domineering power of the door gods, Wang Zi'an really gave them some artistic processing. Not only were the armor belts flying, but the eyebrows were broad, and there was a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness in the angry eyes.
People worship door gods in order to pray that they can ward off evil spirits, protect their homes, and protect their homes. If this door god looks like a deer-headed rat with eyes, or has a playful smile, how can it give people a sense of security?
If you don’t feel safe, who would post this?
Therefore, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were very satisfied with what they saw. What a good boy.
What a great painting!
Unlike that bitch Yan Liben, if he were asked to draw a portrait, the portrait would make me frown and look like a bandit. He is really not a son of a man!
However, until Wang Zi'an drew weapons on them respectively, the two people's eyes became a little tangled.
I have a Xuanhua ax, and Lao Niu has a five-pronged fork!
Ah, this——
Are you sure you're not trying to make fun of us brothers?
You know, today's serious military generals, except for a few generals with special skills such as Li Yuanba and Lu Bu, basically all those who come from noble backgrounds use Ma Shu. Ma Cha is said to be eight feet long, and the light blade is more than half a meter long, and has obvious armor-breaking edges. Ordinary fish scale chain mail, iron circle armor, and bright light armor, under the impact of Ma Cha, He was almost defeated with one blow, and he was the undisputed king of cavalry combat.
It's just that the manufacturing process of this horse is extremely complicated, and the yield rate is extremely low.
Building a good horse club is not only very expensive, but also takes three or four years.
Therefore, except for nobles, ordinary people can't afford these gadgets.
Ordinary people, or generals with grassroots backgrounds, have all kinds of weapons. For example, this sky-supporting fork, such as this Xuanhua ax. Although this thing sounds majestic, it is actually a big fork and an ax with a relatively long handle.
Good quality, cheap and easy to use.
It almost has some strength, and you can get started with a little training.
Cheng Yaojin's ancestors were all officials. Before learning the Thirty-sixth Tiangang Axe, they were really using the horse axe, and they were masters of it. Although Niu Jinda was not as good as Cheng Yaojin in background, he was not a real grassroots person. His father was the chief clerk of Puyang, and he used a long knife instead of a five-pronged fork.
So, at this moment, the two people looked at the weapons in their hands in the portrait and felt entangled.
This doesn't look as majestic as the second brother Qin and Yuchi's black face.
Brothers, over there, you look at me and I look at you. After hesitating for a long time, Cheng Yaojin coughed dryly and tugged at Wang Zi'an's shirt.
"Good son-in-law, well, it's my fault. I didn't tell you in advance. In fact, my father-in-law is good at using swords, and your Uncle Niu is not good at using this fork. He is good at using knives. Do you think this is the case? …”
With a smile on his face, he pointed at the weapons on the portrait.
Ha, you call me a brat when you don't need me, but you call me a good son-in-law when you do.
Seeing that this guy was obviously a big guy, but he acted like a groveling person, Wang Zi'an felt funny and deliberately teased him.
"Look, you don't understand this - let me tell you, the choice of the weapon in your portrait requires a lot of knowledge..."
Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda looked at him suspiciously.
Li Shimin and Empress Changsun could not help but smile.
They don’t believe there is any academic knowledge in this thing——
This brat was obviously holding something back and was fooling these two guys. But these two guys just wanted to be door gods and wanted Wang Zi'an to make him look more majestic and good-looking. People who were so shrewd in the past didn't realize it. Wang Zian was teasing himself.
"Really, you didn't lie to us brothers, did you?"
Niu Jinda was doubtful.
"Look at what you said, can I lie to you? Besides, even if I dare to lie to you, I wouldn't dare to lie to my father-in-law Cheng..."
When Cheng Yaojin heard this, he immediately smiled and straightened his waist a little straighter.
See, this is my son-in-law!
When Niu Jinda thought about it, it was the same.
I felt relieved immediately, but still asked curiously.
"My dear nephew, please tell Uncle Niu what kind of knowledge there is..."
You must know this, otherwise how will you pretend to go out in the future - ahem, how will you explain it to others?
Why was it replaced with a five-strand Tiancha?
Don’t you even know what to say?
Prince An showed a serious expression when he spoke, and gently patted Niu Jinda on the shoulder.
"Uncle Niu, tell me, where will the portrait of our door god be posted in the future?"
Before Niu Jinda could speak, Wang Zi'an put up his hands with a sigh on his face, took two steps forward, walked to the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at the sky outside the window, leaving the few people behind him with a deep back.
Mainly because they were afraid that if they couldn't help but laugh, the two old guys would become angry and fight for their lives.
"Of course it is posted in thousands of households and in the homes of countless ordinary people. So what kind of door gods do you think the people in this world like?"
Having said this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, as well as Li Shimin and his wife who were standing aside waiting to watch the excitement.
"Do they like heroes who are high up in the aristocracy, or do they like heroes who live among them and rise from the grassroots?"
Hearing this, Li Shimin immediately stopped looking at the joke, with a look of shame in his eyes.
Ah, I am shallow——
Zi'an was clearly thinking about people's disapproval, but I actually suspected that he was playing a prank.
Ashamed, ashamed——
"This - they should like their own people, right?"
Cheng Yaojin scratched his head hesitantly.
Prince An smiled happily, walked forward, and patted his shoulder gently.
"However, children can be taught - now do you know why everyone likes the axe-wielding demon king Cheng Yaojin in "Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" so much? Because he is close to the people, because he is like the people, because he is Cannibalism, because he makes the people feel that they are one of their own - whether this idol can be recognized by the people is actually the same as the policy implemented by the court. In the final analysis, it still depends on the support of the people. If the people don't like it, you just force them. Even if you put it on your front door, it won’t spread..."
Cheng Yaojin nodded repeatedly after hearing this. This son-in-law was really thinking about himself.
In this way, the ax and the holding fork are well drawn, wonderfully drawn, and awesome.
In such a good mood, he even ignored the offense in this dog's words.
"Hahaha - nephew, you have really thought it through, so just leave it to the sky. Don't tell me, when you pick this thing up, it actually feels like a god descending to earth -"
Wang Zi’an:……
Is the god you are talking about not the patrolling Yaksha?
But he didn't dare to complain, for fear of getting beaten.
Li Shimin suddenly realized it and slapped his hands suddenly.
"Zi'an, you didn't give Duke Yi and Duke Wu the horses they are good at. Instead, you asked them to hold double maces and double whips. Is this the same reason?"
You little clever devil——
Wang Zi'an glanced at him and nodded seriously.
"That's exactly what it means!"
really--
Li Shimin said, "I knew you were like this."
"Okay, let's just follow the painting you mentioned. Your Majesty, leave it to me. I think there should be no problem - by the way, it's still too late, right?"
Hearing Li Shimin ask this question, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda couldn't help but become nervous.
You must know that the New Year paintings of Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde have been printed long ago. When it is sold to the outside world tomorrow, if your own door god paintings cannot be printed, then it will be okay.
When Wang Zi'an saw this, he felt weird and funny at the same time.
"Don't worry, there's still time. The worst we can do is have a few more plates carved and printed overnight—"
"Good son-in-law, if you are short of manpower, you just have to ask. I will tell you how much you want..."
"Me too, me too -"
Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda patted their chests repeatedly and took the initiative to ask for help.
When it comes to your own goalkeeper plan, you can't be careless.
Immediately, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda personally sent their door god paintings to the printing factory by the Qujiang Pond. They summoned all the masters in charge of engraving and squatted there to watch them work overtime to carve them.
"You guys do your best. If you do a good job, I will be rewarded heavily!"
Cheng Yaojin kept cheering everyone up.
"Before tonight, if you can engrave more than ten negative plates, I will reward you with a hundred gold coins. For each additional plate, I will reward you with ten gold coins -"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately felt as if they were in a state of shock.
Today, the printing house of Datang Evening News rarely uses engraving printing.
Therefore, these engraving masters usually carve some illustrations on lead plates and are not very busy. The illustrations needed for tomorrow have already been completed, so there is no need to worry about not being able to complete their own work.
Everyone devoted themselves vigorously to the work of carving the door god paintings.
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward.
This enthusiasm for work reached a climax when Cheng Chumo and Oxford brought two large boxes full of copper coins.
Coupled with the experience of carving Qin Shubao and Yu Chigong's version of door god paintings, this group of master carvers was able to carve five more plates within the specified time.
"You still have a way -"
In the side room, Li Yifu personally poured tea for Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, showing a simple and respectful smile.
"Yifu, please tell me honestly, how many door god paintings did Brother Qin and Yuchi Jingde print? Just double their quantity - the matter is done, I can't treat you badly. you……"
Cheng Yaojin patted Li Yifu on the shoulder, showing an expression like "I admire you very much."
This is the student of my precious son-in-law, a genuine junior.
Niu Jinda over there is also very satisfied with this junior.
This kid is polite, enthusiastic, and seems to have a simple and honest personality. Compared to that stinky boy Wang Zi'an, he is much better.
"You are so polite. This is what a junior should do. Just leave these trivial matters to the junior. If the two princes have something to do, just go back and rest. I will definitely do it for you beautifully -"
The smile on Li Yifu's face became more honest.
He really wanted the two of them to leave.
There is no way, these two old guys have occupied my room. If they don't leave, let alone rest for a while, I won't even have room to work, and if there is room, I won't have time. These two men have to be careful with me. Are you there?
Who knows, after the two people listened, they waved their hands carelessly.
"It's okay, we can just keep an eye on it - then, you can arrange a banquet for us brothers later - by the way, it must be at Zuixianlou, the chefs there are all trained by your master, and they cook the food The dishes are acceptable, and the wine is also—ahem, the Erguotou specially supplied by Shopkeeper Li’s winery..."
Having said this, Cheng Yaojin stretched out and leaned back on his chair.
"Anyway, everything is fine. Your Grandpa Niu and I are drinking here today and watching..."
Li Yifu:......
He felt like blasting the two old guys out on the spot.
But, I dare not.
I can only continue to show my honest and attentive smile.
"That's really great. Being able to entertain two princes is a blessing earned by generations of juniors——"
"Look at you kid, you are really good at talking - so what, we know you are busy, go and do your work, you don't have to wait for us here, don't worry, we two brothers are not picky people, we are all family members, you are welcome ,go Go……"
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and drove Li Yifu out.
Li Yifu:! ! ! ! ! !
My house, my house!
In this world of ice and snow, my room was the only one that was warm, and it didn't smell much of paint. I even had people kick me out...
By the way, didn't you two come to watch them print the door god paintings in person?
Go to the factory, what's the point of just lazing around in my room!
Want to cry but no tears.
I can only go to the factory and squat in the factory with a dark face——
No matter what, when the food and drinks come later, I have to deliver them to them in person, and then I won’t leave!
It turned out that he really succeeded, but not completely.
Because he stayed.
But before they even picked up the food with two chopsticks, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda were giving them a cup of Erguotou each!
The most uncomfortable thing was that he was extremely uncomfortable here and heard Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda complaining.
"What's wrong with this kid? Don't you know how much he drinks? You can't drink blindly. Isn't this a waste..."
Li Yifu:......
I ride on the horse——
I can drink so much even if you don’t rely on your old tricks to keep me drunk!
However, this was his last thought tonight, because not long after this thought passed, he was drunk and unconscious.
Seeing Li Yifu drunkenly, the two old guys looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.
This bitch, who is young and has many tricks, still wants to drive us away. It is really unreasonable.
It's fine now, my ears are clear——
Someone found a room where the workers rested and threw him in to sleep. The two of them raised their glasses nonchalantly.
"Come on, let's go together to celebrate our two brothers becoming goalkeepers, old partners for generations..."
Li Yifu made people drunk, so much so that Wang Zi'an sent someone to tell the story of Wei Zheng's dream of killing the Dragon King, Qin Shubao, Yuchi Gong, Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, who took turns guarding His Majesty's palace with two portraits to protect His Majesty's safety.
There are only two editors left in charge of the Evening News, Ouyang Wen and Xu Zhongliang.
Fortunately, these two people can be regarded as old people of Datang Evening News. Even without Li Yifu's help, ordinary affairs can be handled. I immediately had them typeset and put them on the last page, and rushed to print them overnight.
At this time, Wang Xuance and Xi Junmai, who had been on duty near Datang Evening News, finally received their transfer orders.
All garrison troops evacuated and returned to Beida Camp.
As the generals, Wang Xuance and Xi Junmai finally took their vacations.
Although they didn't know why they suddenly gave up the garrison, it was not their turn to worry about this kind of thing. The two brothers brought the army back to Beida Camp. After completing the handover with Su Dingfang who was in charge of Beida Camp, they rode on their fast horses impatiently. Go to Chang'an.
Master, here we come——
