The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Yan Lide's face turned black. The old man just looks at you and is tired, so he wants you to get out early, can't you?

Yan Lide reluctantly squeezed out an ugly smile and put on an expression of thinking about others.

"Cheng Taichang doesn't say things like this. You have multiple jobs, and you have a lot of official duties. How can you keep delaying because of this."

"When the old man has copied all your requirements, he will supervise the craftsmen's production."

"You just need to come over and take a look when you have free time, just give pointers..."

Cheng Chubi's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Dajiang Yan, for your forgiveness, then let's get started."

Cheng Chubi read a sentence, Yan Lide, a great master of Tang and his brother Yan Liben in artistic attainments, would write on the tribute paper.

Looking at the beautiful calligraphy, you are worthy of the Yan family, who is full of artistic talents. Both brothers' calligraphy and painting are very good.

It's like the old Cheng's, the front hall is like a Shanzhai Juyi Hall, somehow I got a painting by Yan Liben before.

If it is possible for Yan Liben’s brother to also bring something, tut tut...

Cheng Chubi dreamed with joy in his heart, and took advantage of the situation to flatter Yan Lide.

"Yan Dajiang is really amazing. It seems that you and Yan Langzhong are indeed brothers. The artistic talent is really not covered."

"Okay, what's next, quickly say..." Yan Lide was tired even raising his eyelids.

This Cheng Saburo who once caused great trauma to his younger brother Yan Liben's body and mind.

Using his scorching eyes to desperate lines, he made himself feel the despair and disgust of his younger brother Yan Liben when he faced Cheng Lao San.

With two sticks of incense, Yan Lide finally transcribed all Cheng Chubi's requirements and specifications on the sand table and wargaming related equipment.

Seeing that Yan Liben had copied everything down, Cheng Chubi stretched out a big lazy waist comfortably, and saw Li Ji beckoning to himself not far away.

After confessing the crime with Yan Lide, he rushed over and went to the yard with this daddy's good brother, bragging and bragging.

Soon, various tools began to clamor in the yard, and pieces of wood were dismembered, cut, and spliced.

From time to time, Yan Lide glanced at the calligraphy work of Cheng Laosan, which was placed on the case table, and wanted to throw that thing in the trash can several times.

Or throw it directly into the charcoal brazier next to it to alleviate your uneasy emotions.

But the problem is that Cheng Laosan was still squatting in the yard with Li Ji before, and he didn't know where he was going, and wanted him to put that stuff away and couldn't find anyone.

A craftsman passing by, carrying a tool, came over to look at the drawing.

I happened to see Cheng Saburo's masterpiece, and after looking at it for a long time, I couldn't understand what it was.

Yan Lide was immediately on fire. "What to see, hurry up and do something, the drawing is over there, this is waste paper."

After repeatedly agreeing, the craftsman went to the drawing and looked at it carefully before continuing to yell at his comrades for their work.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew over and set off Cheng Chubi's effort, then rolled over, and then slid down to the brazier not far away.

Yan Lide subconsciously had to raise his hand to grab it, but the artist's reason and spit on ugly things made him stop his arm in time.

Seeing that the white paper of ghost paintings was burned and turned into ashes, Yan Lide suddenly felt a sense of comfort as he poured iced lotus seed soup in the dog days.

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"Where is my manuscript?" Cheng Chubi and Li Ji went out for a walk and rushed back to the courtyard.

Seeing that only the case book written by Yan Lide was left, the whole person was not well.

That's the painstaking effort to develop wargames and sandboxes by yourself, how can you say that there is no such thing as nothing?

Yan Lide saw Cheng Chubi turning left and right there, and couldn't help but persuade him.

"Perhaps it was blown away by the wind, just a piece of paper."

Cheng Chubi turned his gaze and saw the calligraphy art work of Yan Lide that was still spread out on the table, and his eyes lit up.

As the saying goes, there is nowhere to find if you step through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

However, if you want to go hand-in-hand with Master Yan's calligraphy art works, it seems that it is time for the old Cheng family's art to perform.

Cheng Chubi met Yan Lide's gaze, his expression was so heavy, his gaze was so sad.

"Well, that's the brainchild of the lower officials, so much blood, and it's gone if you say nothing..."

"How can this be good? There are many ideas and concepts in it, all related to other new inventions."

Yan Lide only persuaded Cheng Chubi a few words dryly, but there was no substantial act of sympathy for the same disease.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly, this old guy is quite difficult.

However, in order to get the art works of Yan's double walls.

Cheng Chubi felt that he should be sincere, so he simply bowed to Yan Lide, his expression was so sincere.

"Dajiang Yan, that's where the lower official's heart and soul lies. Now it is gone. The lower official has a merciless request..."

"I also hope that Yan Dajiang can help and record another copy for the lower officials."

Yan Lide looked at Cheng Chubi eagerly at him, as if tears were rippling in his eyes.

Yes, this is a junior after all, and besides, he is also playing for the country.

And he just watched with cold eyes, watching this kid's efforts burned to the bottom, although his thoughts had been well understood.

But after all, um, after all, such a stand-by approach is not quite appropriate.

After thinking about it, Yan Lide, a good man, finally softened his heart, unable to withstand Cheng Chubi's plea, and sat a few times before the case.

"Fine, if that's the case, then the official will give you a copy."

"Thank you Yan Dajiang, you are such a good person, just like your brother."

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but pleased his eyebrows. Sure enough, in the world, if there is failure, there will be gain. The ancients did not deceive me.

Cheng Chubi stood aside happily, watching the Yan Da artist sit with his breasts, writing and writing.

Although Cheng Chubi's own calligraphy, at most, is the same level and level as Cheng's four, five and six.

But this does not prevent him from having the eyes of a connoisseur of art. Yan Lide's calligraphy skills are quite high.

I think that in the Juyi Hall of the old Cheng’s in the future, Yan Liben’s paintings and Yan Lide’s calligraphy are hung at the same time.

Tsk tusk tusk...In an instant, I felt that the class and compelling style of the old Cheng's Juyi Hall-style front hall had directly risen at least two steps.

Yan Lide flies his pen like a dragon and a snake on the tribute paper, and each of them is very energetic and vivid on the paper.

After a long while, Yan Lide put the pen slowly, and looked at the newly transcripted war game deduction and sand table size specifications and material description with appreciation. UU reading www.uukānshu.cóm

This character is written very smoothly, and it is important that the brushwork is extremely smooth when writing.

To Yan Lide's own satisfaction, it can be regarded as one of the rare masterpieces in his calligraphy works.

I was really reluctant to give it away, but when I saw Cheng Chubi's appearance, I thought of my promise just now.

Yan Lide reluctantly handed the newly transcribed paper to Cheng Chubi. "Take it, don't lose it."

At this moment, after Cheng Chubi left, Li Ji, who had been walking for a long time, finally wandered into the courtyard.

I saw that Cheng Chubi took a piece of tribute paper full of handwriting from Yan Lide's hand.

This kid was holding the piece of tribute paper, his eyes open and smiling. Li Ji was stunned, Dang Even walked over quickly.

"this is…"