A family of three enjoying a moment of tenderness.
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Xiao Yuchen asked.
Wen Jin took out the large brocade cloth that had been prepared and said, "Does the Emperor still remember the "Book of Mountains and Seas" you painted for Yue'er?"
Xiao Yuchen nodded, "Of course..."
"Now, can the Emperor draw a serialized picture of the 'Suppression of Bandits in the Villa' in the form of a four-square grid comic?" Wen Jin's eyes were bright when he spoke.
"There is still a certain threshold for writing, but the threshold for comics is lower, and people who are illiterate can also understand it."
Xiao Yuchen frowned, "So big? Even if it is divided into four grids, this picture is too big."
He looked at the brocade silk prepared by Wen Jin.
"Because I plan to post it on the 'Entertainment Promotional Wall', the format is too small and people won't be able to read it," Wen Jin said.
Yue'er looked at her father curiously, then at her mother.
"Okay! Then Yue'er will be the first reader!" Yue'er clapped her hands excitedly, "I hope my uncle's cousin can also see it in the future! My cousin especially admires my father's paintings!"
Xiao Yuchen looked at his little daughter's adoring and proud eyes.
He really wanted to agree and make his wife and daughter happy.
But he thought about his current task...the matter of reviewing the papers, he could still pass it on to the prince.
But when it comes to stepping up his practice, no one can do it for him.
"Apocalypse" can bewitch Xiao Fengyuan to deal with him and Wen Jin... and of course it can also bewitch others.
They are in the light, and Apocalypse's methods are in the dark, so they can't be careless.
"I'd like to, but time doesn't allow for it." Xiao Yuchen understood deeply that he had to refuse as early as possible.
Wen Jin pondered for a moment, "If it is a small sketch, does the Emperor have time to draw it?"
"It didn't take long to make a simple sketch with just a few strokes," Xiao Yuchen said.
Wen Jin snapped his fingers happily and said, "That's good, the emperor can give himself a pen name. You recall the ideas, sketch out the sketches, and leave the rest to those who are good at it. Palace painters are also idle when they are idle. Stay!"
Xiao Yuchen was slightly startled, "Pen name?"
Wen Jin and Yue'er discussed what name to give to the comic strip.
"My pen name is not ready-made," Xiao Yuchen said, "It's just called, True Dragon Emperor!"
Wen Jin: "..."
"That's good, but how can you expose your identity? Then why use a pen name?"
Xiao Yuchen thought for a moment and said, "Oh, yes!"
He came to the table and wrote a big word "Shu".
"Yue'er knows me, this means 'Shu'." Yue'er said.
Xiao Yuchen smiled and said, "It's not comfort, but 'giving', giving, giving. In life, only when you have a heart of giving and a heart of giving can you be comfortable and comfortable."
Yue'er seemed to understand, "It's still comfortable..."
Xiao Yuchen picked her up with a smile and scratched her nose, "Yes, Shiyu, it's still comfortable and comfortable."
Wen Jin said in Xiao Yuchen's ear, "Thank you..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Yuchen suddenly turned his face and kissed her gently on the cheek.
Yue'er was still in his arms.
His bold move made Wen Jin's heart skip a beat.
She glared at him.
Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but laugh, "Wait until I finish the painting before you leave."
Wen Jin did not agree. She played with Yue'er for a while, and later in the evening, the family of four had dinner together.
Wen Jin called Han Xian and went back to the villa together.
The court painter was not only good at painting, but also had strong understanding.
The sketch Xiao Yuchen gave them... was real grass, and it was wild grass.
But a good painter must be able to distinguish the majestic golden dragon and the malnourished little green dragon from the wild grass.
Even though Xiao Yuchen was busy, he didn't dare to forget about what Wen Jin told him.
Three days later, the first comic strip was finished.
"Wow!" Yue'er exclaimed, "A painter is a painter! My father didn't have to waste time painting by himself!"
Xiao Yuchen: "..."
My daughter’s words of praise are really unique!
The prince also came to see the news. After all, he was also there at the beginning.
"It's amazing! This painting is so lifelike, the painter seems to be immersed in the scene! This artistic conception, this dragon's power..." Yu'er couldn't help but her eyes lit up.
"It's my sketch that's good!" Xiao Yuchen snorted.
Yue'er immediately jumped back to her small table, holding a pen and swishing a Taoist talisman.
She ran back again and put the Taoist talisman on the painting.
The Taoist talisman flashed a light and disappeared.
But the painting seems to be alive and extremely lifelike.
The mighty and domineering golden dragon seems to be shining through the brocade cloth, shocking people's hearts!
"Tell your mother to come back to get the painting!" Xiao Yuchen's eyes were also filled with surprise.
Wen Jin is also busy at the moment.
She received the news but had no time to rush back in person.
Naturally, it would be best to leave this errands to Han (Express) Xian.
"I have to ask my senior brother to make a trip." Wen Jin said with a smile.
Han Xian agreed, but looked at her and was not in a hurry to leave.
Wen Jin looked at him suspiciously, "Senior brother, what else can you do?"
"The horse has to eat grass..." Han Xian said with a smile.
Wen Jin: "..."
What the senior brother said makes sense. Even if you send it by express delivery, you still have to pay the express delivery fee, right?
But spiritual energy elixir formation can be encountered but cannot be sought.
The elixir is limited and cannot always be spent on such trivial matters.
Wen Jin thought for a while, took a handful of lotus seeds from the purple lotus and gave them to Han Xian.
Han Xian: "..."
Is he so easy to get rid of?
Han Xian was about to ask for something more from Wen Jin.
His expression was suddenly startled, and he looked at the lotus seeds intently...
Ho! It is indeed not an ordinary lotus seed!
Let’s just say, how could Junior Sister be so stingy!
"I'm waiting for you to come back!"
Han Xian held a handful of lotus seeds and left.
"Hiss, although this lotus seed is not as pure as the elixir, the lotus seed is completely natural."
"This lotus seed is produced by a plant that grows slowly and bears seeds slowly. Its growth process is more in line with the laws of nature."
"The spiritual energy of this lotus seed can be transported more easily without the need for special retreat and meditation. It can also be released slowly to achieve the effect of spiritual unity!"
"The elixir has high purity, but it may not be the most suitable for every situation! This lotus seed is a good thing!"
Han Xian immediately peeled off a fresh lotus seed and threw it into his mouth.
Lotus seeds are sweet, but lotus seeds have a bitter taste.
This is the best product for removing heart fire.
Han Xian returned to Kyoto after eating a lotus seed. He didn't feel as high as he did after eating a magic pill.
He felt very comfortable, his mouth was sweet and his mood was peaceful.
But when he came to the palace, the prince and princess looked at him somewhat differently.
"Taifu looks particularly friendly today. Is there anything you are happy about?" Yu'er asked.
Yue'er also said, "Uncle looks very kind. Please take Yue'er to find my mother-in-law!"
Han Xian smiled and said nothing... This Yue'er's character is really similar to that of the empress! After every good word, there must be some interest collected.
He didn't take the words of the two children to heart.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Yuchen also looked at him twice.
"The Taifu is getting younger and more energetic... Is this the Yulong Villa with extraordinary aura, especially suitable for cultivation?" Xiao Yuchen asked.
Han Xian was stunned. He looked really in such good condition today?
"Oh, I named that villa Yulong Villa." Xiao Yuchen said with a smile.
To control the dragon, only he, the true emperor, can "control the real dragon".
Han Xian took the painting. Of course he couldn't take the little princess there.
After sending the little princess away, he was about to leave.
Met Zhou Lingfeng head-on.
He cupped his hands as a greeting.
Zhou Lingfeng stepped forward quickly, "What kind of Taoism has Brother Han practiced recently? Does it look a little different?"
