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his hands open, blocking the way of Ximen Qing.while Ximen Qing sat on a simple recliner, there were four people who set him up with bamboo. He looked weak and pale. In his usual swagger, now he doesn...and this painting is not with ordinary ink. When Liang Shicheng rubbed it gently with his hand, he found it was still a little rough and smelled like coal.

if modern people see it, they will know that this is a very skillful sketch.

the effect of sketching is the same as black-and-white photos!

sketching people on the street, which is also one of Wuzhi's skills to make money.

Liang Shicheng, as if he had found a treasure, hurriedly held the painting in his hand and rushed into Yanhe Hall with his head down.

"official family, Weichen has a treasure to present."

although this Liang Shicheng was an eunuch beside the emperor, he occupied dozens of official positions, including a lieutenant, a master, and an envoy, so he also called himself a minister in private.

Zhao Jie was sitting on a broad soft collapse at this time. When he saw Liang Shicheng coming in in a hurry, he couldn't help laughing: "can the treasure you talk about be compared with this half of the three-character Sutra in my hand"

"the official family, it's really a treasure. If you don't believe it, take a look."

as he spoke, Liang Shicheng slowly unfolded the picture of burning a hole.

at first, Zhao Jie seemed to be lack of interest, but when he looked up a little, he just glanced at it. He suddenly put the three-character Sutra on the table and didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He hurriedly ran down from the soft couch and snatched the painting from Liang Shicheng's hand.

Zhao Huan Tsai stared closely at the painting in his hand. For a long time, he couldn't help praising, "Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"absolutely, absolutely!"

"this painting skill is at its peak!" What wonderful craftsmanship! "

"who on earth did this painting come from please invite this master into my palace as soon as possible!"

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that Liang Shicheng rolled his eyes slightly and thought of what the commander of the Guard had just said to him, and then said, "Guan Jia, this painting was found outside the walls of the palace." According to the commander of the Guard, it was said that someone had accidentally left it there, and that man had risked the worst of the world and left a few lines on the city wall. "

"Oh"

without saying a word, Zhao walked toward the gate of the palace and said, "what are you waiting for" Set up a frame for me! I'm going to see for myself! "

when Zhao Kui came outside Donghua Gate with a group of eunuchs and Guards, he saw several Guards with rags in their hands, about to wipe the words off the wall.

in the moment of reading the words on the wall, Zhao Yilong Yan was furious!

roared angrily: "stop it!" I have broken the hands and feet of those people! "

the voice fell, and Zhao Kui jumped down from the dragon chair regardless of his manner as an emperor. He stood hurriedly under the city wall with a group of eunuchs, looking up at the dense words in front of him.

Zhao Kui has high attainments in calligraphy. He can see at a glance that the words written on the city wall are the same as the three-character Sutra he studied, and they are written by one person.

because this person is vigorous and powerful when writing, and has a sharp pen edge, so he is obviously a martial arts practitioner!

fortunately, these Guards only rubbed the first part of the first few words a little, which did not affect Zhao Jie's reading of the above words.

looking at it, Zhao Jie immediately reached out and pointed to Liang Shicheng, who was beside her.

"I say that we will immediately use the 200000 forbidden army in the city, and we must find this man for me!"

"I am obedient!"

Liang Shicheng respectfully answered his orders. He was about to turn around and leave when Zhao Jie stopped him again.ticed this thing, but it became very difficult in Wuzhi's hands!obviously do exactly what is written in the book, but no matter how you try. In the end, Wuzhi can only feel that he is somewhat "clumsy...