The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Not far from here, His Royal Highness Li Chengqian was standing behind a tree secretly.

He took his hands and craned his neck curiously to look around. He had already seen Cheng Chubi, who was sneakily peeping at His Royal Highness.

I could only leave everyone behind, and quickly walked to Li Chengqian with Father Ning to meet him.

"His Royal Highness, why did you come and never pass?"

Li Chengqian waved his hand with a smile not embarrassed. "The little brother still won't pass, so as not to disturb the masters of painting."

"By the way, can you bring one or two over and show you one or two for my little brother?"

Naturally, Cheng Chubi would not refuse such a request. He immediately sent someone to fetch three paintings and unfold them in front of Li Chengqian.

Looking at the vivid paintings of pig breeding, Li Chengqian couldn't help but applaud Cheng Chubi.

"These masters' handwriting is really brilliant, not only the paintings of people are very exquisite, but the beasts are also vivid."

Cheng Chubi heard Li Chengqian's evaluation and couldn't help but utter a channel.

"That is, especially this masterpiece, it is the handwriting of the master of humans and beasts."

"Hey, it's really like what Brother Chubi said. This master Wang painter has such subtle methods, and even the pig demeanor in his pen is so vivid."

"That's not it, it's not alive, how can I show...well, in short, these masters are not bad at all."

Li Chengqian looked towards Cheng Chubi with a dazed expression, always feeling that there was something in the words of Brother Chubi.

Duke Ning Zhongning coughed twice, and murmured in Li Chengqian's ear.

Li Chengqian's eyes suddenly bulged, he glanced at Brother Chu Bi with an incredulous expression on his face, and then at Ning Zhong.

Seeing Ning Zhong nodded vigorously with a decisive expression on his face, he grinned and didn't know how to express his desire to lie down.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Chu Bi, you can actually gather such a talent."

Cheng Chubi glared unhappily at Ning Zhong, the dead **** who vented the old painters.

"His Royal Highness, it's just the use of everything, instead of letting them continue to be serious.

It would be better to gather them under his command and let them contribute some strength to the people's livelihood of Datang. "

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After talking with Li Chengqian for a long time, the gossip-savvy ribs prince finally turned away contentedly.

Cheng Chubi viciously gathered up the painting and handed it to Deng Chengxin, who was accompanying him, and smiled at Ning Zhongpi without a smile.

"Daddy Ning, you'd better be careful next time you speak, otherwise, even if you accidentally fall into the pit, break your leg or something on a flat road, don't blame someone for harming you."

Seeing that Cheng Saburo, whose eyes were not as big as a needle, started to threaten people again, Ning Zhong couldn't help but feel tired, and quickly smiled flatteringly.

"General Cheng, don't want to make a joke. Our family just relayed the words you told me, General Cheng, to your Royal Highness. There is absolutely nothing to add."

"Hehe...In short, Grandpa Ning, you'd better know how to speak and act cautiously."

Cheng Chubi's big slap fell on Ning Zhong's shoulder, and he threatened a few more gloomily before he slapped his **** back to the painting scene of the masters.

Ning Zhong is very helpless, but what can I do? You can't beat it, and it's not your turn to blow the pillow wind of your Highness.

After touching his nose, Ning Zhong could only admit that he was unlucky, and after a few whispers in a low voice, he quickly followed.

Although Cheng Chubi did not supervise the scene, these unscrupulous artists are still working hard.

Even the painter Dong, who is least good at painting animals and animals, his pigs are still very similar.

At a glance, people can recognize that it is a fat pig with a fat body.

As for the painter Zheng, let alone, his pigs are almost catching up with the realistic sketches of later generations.

The look is straightforward, and the overall shape of the pig is perfect, including the piglet being hung upside down on the castration rack, and the panic expression on the paper.

After all the painters handed over the qualified works, Cheng Chubi satisfactorily commented and praised all the masters.

"Masters have worked hard, but next, I need to work a few more, and keep on doing it..."

Master Xu moved his slightly sour wrist and smiled. "I don't know what else I need to paint next?"

"Cheng also needs you to draw out the techniques and steps for castration of piglets, and then add text descriptions for publicity."

Painter Dong couldn't help being embarrassed and authentic.

"It's not a difficult task, but I have never seen the methods and procedures for castration of piglets."

"Didn't you see those six piglets?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but said with a smile, raising his finger over there.

Looking at the six cages containing piglets, several painters were silent.

Cheng Chubi called Master Xu and other five painters to the front, and then solemnly ordered.

"I am castrated here, and I invite you all to come forward and look carefully at my steps. Please draw down these steps as well."

"It is convenient to make operation manuals and posters for castrated piglets..."

The five painters can only endure the discomfort, their ears are full of the piglet's screaming sound, and the **** pictures in their eyes.

After the castration of the first pig, the five painters returned to their original positions and began to splash ink.

Principal Cheng picked up the sharp weapon with the big hand ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the cold and ruthless expression.

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"..." Cheng Chubi looked at these five guys with a black line on his face. He always felt that these five unscrupulous artists were retaliating against him before they raised their noses and eyes at them.

Special mother, let you paint pigs, but in the end, you first painted Lao Tzu's handsome and beautiful face. What do you mean?

Fortunately, they didn't dare to paint the tempered Cheng Taichang as bright, at least neatly dressed.

Soon, Cheng Chubi and others saw the masters accurately draw and push the pig eggs to the target location.

Then cut through the skin, squeeze out the eggs, and perform the sequence and technique of castration.

Cheng Chubi decided not to care about these little-tempered artists.

In any case, the tempers of these five unscrupulous artists are at least much stronger than those of Master Yan.

Of the six piglets, Cheng Chubi would naturally not keep his hands, and all were castrated, and then the piglet steward of the Donggong Palace would take the six little piglets away.

He gathered up those drawings, and sent someone to Jinyang Printing and Bookstore, so that the painters there would copy a few more copies.

Then reduce the production of pewter engraving, which is convenient for making propaganda brochures or operation manuals.

All the paintings were finished, and the sky was getting closer to dusk. Li Ke, Fang Jun and Cheng Chubi personally sent the five masters to the side door of Dianshan Kitchen and watched them board the car.

The three brothers were about to slap their buttocks and leave, but were summoned by Ning Zhong who hurried over again.

"Three, your Royal Highness ordered the three to come to the Lizhengdian for dinner before going back."