My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

Chapter 162 The past of the princess and the poster, a god-level painting! 【2 more】

The rivers and lakes are full of grudges, and everything is resolved with fists and kicks.

Whoever has high martial arts skills can take the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.

So after seeing his parents die tragically in front of him at the age of three, he picked up the knife in his hand and started the path of killing.

If anyone is dissatisfied, then beat him until he can no longer resist.

But being in the imperial court has many shackles. It requires foresight and careful planning. When you are in a high position, even the smallest things will be put to the greatest importance.

Not to mention, Princess Yongning still won the position of crown prince as a woman.

Although there were precedents for women becoming officials long before the Ning Dynasty, and the Ning Dynasty even gave birth to Shen Mingshu, an eternal female prime minister, it is true that no daughter has yet been directly established as the heir to the East Palace.

At the beginning, she also faced a lot of pressure from the public. During that time, everyone around him was discussing Princess Yongning.

Some people say that it is difficult for women to become great talents, while others say that women have only confused the country since ancient times. These people cursed Ning Zhaozong for establishing Princess Yongning but not King Yan.

He said nothing about it, because many things can only be revealed after a period of time.

And sure enough, Princess Yongning then sat in Fengyuan and helped King Qin win three wars.

She improved the land in Yancheng and made the northwest habitable.

He traveled thousands of miles to Penglai Mountain and brought back the cultivation technology of medicinal materials...

This only happened in just eight months. Her actions and hard work later proved that she was worthy of this position.

King Yan also said that he would not sit on the throne, but would only help Princess Yongning stabilize the kingdom.

He also tried to put himself in Princess Yongning's position, but after thinking about it from her perspective, he found that he was indeed inferior to her.

Princess Yongning is a talented person in governing the world, no one can refute this.

"What did the real owner say? Did the owner of Shenxiao Tower say this?" Rong Yu was stunned for a moment and immediately rejected it, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. If he said it, it will definitely be recorded in the history books. If there is no record, how about you? How do you know?"

Yan Tingfeng said casually: "Yes, how would I know."

"You must have made it up!" Rong Yu snorted angrily, "I know that you fans of Du Wei, historical figures, will be dazzled by your love. Let me tell you, unless they fight in front of me Only then can I judge who is more powerful."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "I do think so."

He was also thinking that if Princess Yongning had a body capable of condensing inner strength, she would probably be a legend in the world.

She is the same mother as King Yan, but she has never been inferior to King Yan.

It's a pity that he has never fought against King Yan. I don't know if it's because of his sharp sword or King Yan's sword. This is a pity.

It’s just that life is composed of regrets.

Rong Yu saw Yan Tingfeng walking out: "Hey, where are you going?"

"Miss Ye hasn't eaten yet, I'm afraid she has to finish her work soon." Yan Tingfeng tilted his head slightly, "I'll go out and buy something she likes to eat."

Since there are regrets in the past, of course we must spend the present well.

**

Indoors, Cheng Qingli happily posted what Ye Banlan said online.

As expected, the other party had nothing to say and even came to add her as a friend.

He said that her broad-mindedness was beyond his comparison, and he admitted that Princess Yongning was also very powerful.

He also said that both parties like history so much, so why not make friends and learn from each other in the future.

This made Cheng Qingli very happy: "Sister Lan, you are so amazing. You can turn an enemy into a friend without a single blow. I want to learn more from you."

"Yeah, okay." Ye Banglan took out a scroll and spread it out, then took out pen and ink.

"Sister Lan, what are you going to draw?" Cheng Qingli knew that she was going to participate in the youth group of the international painting competition. "It shouldn't be difficult for you in the preliminary round. Just draw casually."

"Yes, but you can't just paint casually." Ye Banglan held up the pen and said calmly, "Every painting of mine that appears in front of the public must have meaning."

Cultural renaissance is urgent.

She can't make a mistake in every move, no matter how much she has to pay.

"How about painting Fengyuan City?" Cheng Qingli thought for a while, "Fengyuan was originally the ancient capital for thousands of years. Both the Shun and Yong dynasties were established here. After the palace chaos, Ning Zhaozong said, 'The emperor guards the gate of the country', so he moved the capital to After moving back to Fengyuan, Fengyuan is now a tourist city. Although it has entered modern society, it has not yet recovered to the world's number one strength a hundred years ago."

"Okay." Ye Banlan suddenly said, "I know how to draw."

"Eh?" Cheng Qingli was even happier, "Did I bring inspiration to Sister Lan?"

Ye Banglan smiled lightly: "Yes, thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to compose the picture."

Cheng Qingli watched Ye Banglan start painting. After a while, she discovered that what Ye Banglan painted was not like other painters. What he painted was the prosperous Fengyuan City a hundred years ago.

The painting is divided into three equal areas by the night turning the tide. The first part is Fengyuan City where singing and dancing flourished during Yuan Ye. The second part is Fengyuan City which fell after foreign troops stepped on it and left corpses everywhere.

The third part is the rebuilt Fengyuan City today with many tall buildings.

These three parts seem independent, but they perfectly form a whole.

By the time the last stroke of the painting was completed, Cheng Qingli was speechless. She stared at the painting on the table as if she had seen a ghost: "Sister Lan, you, you, you..."

This is no longer just a simple painting, this is history.

The history of China’s rise from glory to trough and then to revival.

Through this painting, we can see the blood of countless martyrs and the efforts of countless descendants.

Ye Banglan put down the brush, took a step back, and nodded slightly: "It's okay, I won't be thrown into the trash can."

"What? Trash can?!" Cheng Qingli jumped up, "Who dares to do this, I won't allow it!"

Ye Banlan raised his eyebrows: "Don't be nervous, I think this one is good, what do you think?"

"How can it be called good?" Cheng Qingli was furious, "This is simply unique and unparalleled in the world. This painting should only exist in heaven!"

"Don't praise me like that, I'm going to float too." Ye Banlan dried the ink, rolled up the scroll and put it in the box, "I just happened to drop by to give it to President Tao tomorrow."

Cheng Qingli hesitated for a moment: "Sister Lan, I think you might scare him."

Ye turned around and said, "Well, I don't think so, but if you mention it like this, you need to be prepared."

Before looking at the paintings, let President Tao have a cup of tea to calm his mind.

**

At night, the Lin family's old house.

During today's dinner, many people in the Lin family were obviously absent-minded.

Lin Qin and Lin Nieyu were wondering if something was really wrong with the world, but Mrs. Lin could never find a chance to take action.

Only Lin Huaijin enjoyed the meal the most and did not realize anything was wrong with the atmosphere.

After eating, Lin Weilan called Ye Banglan into the study.

"Did you scare your aunt and your cousin today?"

"No way." Ye Banlan calmly sat down next to Lin Weilan and took a piece of snacks. "I just want to help my aunt and cousin build a strong psychology. They will be exposed to it in the future."

Lin Weilan couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed again: "I have never wanted Qinqin to learn the Tianyin Music Technique. It is precisely because although the Tianyin Music Technique is powerful, it can also hurt the body. If the basic performance foundation is not laid well, learning it will be difficult. Heavenly music will only be counterproductive."

"I know grandma's painstaking efforts, but sooner or later we have to return to our family and face many people." Ye Banlan looked at her with a serious look, "So I assure you, my cousin will not be harmed by Tianyin's music." Backlash.”

Lin Weilan was stunned.

After the Lin family became the Tianyinfang, the inheritance was actually better than that of the Su family after the Taiyi Palace, but the Tianyin method is still fragmentary, missing the most critical thing.

That is to ensure that women who learn Tian Music will not suffer backlash.

Perhaps the current elders of the Lin family have mastered this technology, but she really doesn't know it.

So why did her granddaughter...

Lin Weilan seemed to have thought of something, and there was a bit of inquiry in her eyes.

"Grandma, all you have to do is take good care of yourself." Ye Banlan slapped her on the shoulder, "As long as your health gets better, I'll be relieved."

Lin Weilan was startled again, then smiled: "Okay, grandma promises you."

But her body...

With the Rong family's prediction ahead of her, she knew that she would never recover.

But now there is a night to turn the tide, and when she waits for a hundred years, she can rest assured.

**

The next day, morning.

River City Art Association.

President Tao is meeting guests, and the guests are from Global Center.

"Mr. Tao, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Aier, who works at the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Center." The middle-aged man said, "Mr. Aier will also be responsible for our future cooperation with the Jiangcheng Art Association."

El nodded lightly without saying much.

At this time, the assistant came in and whispered a few words in President Tao's ear:

President Tao's eyes lit up and he jumped up: "The painting is here? Let her in quickly!"

"What painting makes Mr. Tao so excited?" El finally said, "Why don't you let us see it too?"

Nowadays, the world is dominated by Western paintings, and China’s Chinese paintings have long been out of date.

If it weren't for the request of the people above him, he wouldn't even bother coming here to discuss cooperation.

The assistant led Ye Turnan in.

"Did you finish the painting so quickly? You didn't even take a break." President Tao greeted him personally, "Let me take a look."

Ye Banglan said, "President, have a cup of tea first."

"Why do you want to drink tea?" President Tao was very surprised. "I'm not thirsty. I can drink it later."

"Drinking tea is to stabilize your mind." Ye Banlan said, "Looking at paintings is risky, I think you still need to be careful."

"Ah?" President Tao was stunned and his hands started to shake.

Could it be that this painting still scares him?

President Tao was not afraid at all. He patted his chest and said, "Turn the tide, don't worry. I've seen big winds and waves. Nothing will scare me. Let's just look at the painting."

"I have never heard that there are any risks in looking at paintings." Mr. El sneered, "A painting still needs to be mysterious, how bad can it be?"

See you tomorrow~~