Chapter 93 *Figure

Yongcheng is also a rare big city in Han Dynasty. Not only is there a river inside and outside the city, but it can be used for transportation and washing. Moreover, there are hundreds of ditches, the water flow is smooth, and the road is paved with small stones, which can not wet feet on rainy days. It can be seen that the urban area is well built.

The warbler at the mouth of the Huangqi Lane wants to speak, and the ice at the head of the black magpie river is about to disappear. Green waves east, west, north and south water. Three hundred and ninety bridges in the red column. The alley is elegant and pleasant, full of quiet atmosphere. Walking on the quiet stone road, looking at the exquisite brick-carved gatehouse, the stone well with deep rope grooves, the mottled flower windows, the exquisite and beautiful courtyard and the customs built by the water are really a rare beautiful scenery.

The three beautiful women in front of them are walking and chatting, and they are full of interest. Suddenly, he found that the two uncles in charge of paying the money had disappeared. Zhen Mi looked back and couldn't help saying anly, "Hey, why are you two walking slower and slower?"

Pan Feng lamented and was about to raise his leg to chase him. Zhang Baiqi suddenly pulled his sleeve and pouted to the side and said, "Now it's time to open your mouth. Hurry up."

Pan Fengnu pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Why don't you say it? Let me be the bad guy. But seeing that you came up with a good idea, I reluctantly got this black pot for you.

When the four beauties heard that they didn't want to leave anymore, they were still a little unhappy. When they heard that they wanted to ask a painter to paint their portrait, they readily agreed.

The flag outside the small building is fluttering, but it is deserted inside. It seems that business is not good today. At that time, some poor sons at the end of the Han Dynasty became a custom to live early, and the market was highly speculated, resulting in the first peak of cultural and artistic development in ancient China. Folk customs make money by their ability, but they don't care that poetry and articles are elegant things. They can't be stained with money and money, and bid prices clearly, which is reasonable and righteous.

As soon as I saw many guests coming in, and their clothes and manners were obviously rich families. The old man who was dozing on the table couldn't help squinting and straightening his waist. The two primary school students greeted them attentively: "Two princes, ladies, please come in, please come in. Please sit down and make tea for you immediately."

Pan Feng and Zhang Bai rode like a robbery, grabbed a chair and sat down at the same time, then stretched out their feet and moaned and gasped. The three girls turned their eyes and the two ungentle men went to sit down at another table.

The primary school apprentice quickly brought tea, and the old gentleman got up slowly and said, "Launuchs and ladies, welcome to the shop. The old man's drawings are hanging on the four walls. You can take it by yourself. Each 50 pieces is not negotiable."

Pan Fengrun moistened her throat and smiled, "Old gentleman, we don't want these calligraphy and paintings hanging on these four walls. I don't know if the old gentleman is good at drawing characters."

A primary school apprentice next to him blurted out, "That's natural. My master is the best at drawing characters, even contemporary people, may not be better than my master in this aspect."

The old man stared at him, smiled with a reserved smile, and said, "There are also portraits of women hanging on the four walls, two princes."

Pan Feng shook her head and said, "It's not like this. We want to ask the old gentleman to draw a portrait of these four ladies. Do you think it's okay?"

The old man was a little surprised. He turned his head to look at the four girls sitting at the table and nodded slowly, "It's just that this drawing takes a long time."

Zhang Baiqi is overjoyed. As long as he can drag through this day, the longer it is, the better. The busy interface said, "It doesn't matter. As long as you have both shape and spirit, it won't matter how long you wait."

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, but this painting is not a fifty-literal painting."

Pan Feng said generously, "It doesn't matter. How much money do you say?"

The old man saw these people dressed in rich clothes and talked generously. He boldly said, "Yes, a hundred articles and a painting."

"No problem!" Pan Feng waved his hand disdainfully and said generously, "A picture of one or two pieces of silver! Pay the bill after drawing. Now as long as he can drag these three little ancestors, it doesn't matter how much money Pan Feng spends. Anyway, it's all the money in the small vault. Usually, the two wives are in charge of it and can't use it. Now he doesn't feel sorry to come out of the prodigal. If he has no money, he will go to a big family to blackmail him!

The old man was greatly refreshed. Today, he really met a prodigal son, one tael and a pair of silver. What else was there that he refused to do? The old man immediately ordered the two disciples to arrange pens, ink, paper and inkstones and various paints. The old man slowly hung something in his arms on his eyes, then went to the back of the table and sat down, smiling, "Which lady painted first?"

Pan Feng didn't care at the beginning. He lowered his head and drank two mouthfuls of tea and looked up at the old man. This mouthful of tea almost sprayed on Zhang Baiqi's face opposite. Yang Ling pointed to the old man in surprise and said, "Sir, what are you wearing in your eyes?"

The old man was stunned and then smiled and said, "This is a joke. Old-eyed people can wear it to see clearly and enhance their eyesight.

Pan Feng was a little curious and quickly walked over and said, "Old gentleman. Can you show me these glasses?

Finally, Pan Feng took the glasses from the old man's hand, looked carefully for a long time, and confirmed that it was the lens, and then returned it. The old man had two elliptical lenses, fixed the frame with wire, but he had not yet invented the leg. He pierced the edge of the lens, tied it with silk thread, and hung it on his ear when using it.

Pan Feng was surprised that the glasses had existed in ancient China. According to ancient records, it was first discovered that there happened to be a mosquito in the rosin resin crystal. Looking through the rosin, the mosquito's body shape was enlarged, which attracted the attention of craftsmen and then used natural crystal to grind the convex lens.

In fact, as early as the Warring States period, Volume 15 of Ink contains many discussions on ink studies of light and plane mirrors, convex mirrors and concave mirrors. Before the unification of the Six Kingdoms, the ancients knew how to make fire through lenses. In the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Heng invented the profit and loss of the moon and the preliminary reasons for the lunar solar eclipse, which was also with the help of lenses.

In the Han Dynasty, only a few people who discovered this principle were using lenses. By the Song Dynasty, literati had used crystal lenses to improve their eyesight and became popular. In the Yuan Dynasty, even the Mongols knew how to use this kind of thing, and it was transmitted to Venice by a man named Marco Polo, and then spread to the whole Europe. .

The old man seemed to be particularly specialized in drawing characters. Zhen Mi's portrait was drawn far faster than expected. When the coloring was over, Zhen Mi saw his appearance on the paper, as if he was about to break the paper. I can't help but be overjoyed. Xiaoyun and Diao Chan were even more moved when they saw it. Diao Chan had sat down and happily waited for the painter to continue to draw pictures for her.

Pan Feng and Emperor Zhang Baiqi chatted while drinking tea. When Xiaoyun was painted, they were already exhausted, so they paced freely in the room and enjoyed the four-wall calligraphy and painting. Pan Feng was looking at a far-reaching landscape painting, but Zhang Bai rode to the table to read his clothes casually like a civilized man, and suddenly waved happily, "Pan, Brother Pan, come on."

Pan Feng hurried over and saw Zhang Bai riding a mysterious look around. Then she made a quick posture. Pan Feng came over and took a look and saw two books on the table, one of which said "Spring Water Spectrum". A book was half-turned and half-coached by Zhang Bai, and only saw the two big words "Mianling" on it.

Opening the first picture, I saw a tree of spring flowers, bamboo hedges separated by water, the sunset was red, and half of the river was rustling. A half-naked man lay on a bamboo couch on the shore, and a gentle woman with only small clothes sat on her body shyly and infinitely, with a beautiful artistic conception.

Turning through the screen window, I could see the spring scene in my boudoir. ** There was a pair of men and women lying on their stomachs, and there was another woman next to them. The third pair was in the courtyard. A young woman was lying in the arms of another half-beautiful woman, and a man fell on her body. The artistic conception was also elegant and beautiful, which was immersive.

Pan Feng looked at the red and hot ground. He swallowed his saliva, cleared his throat, pointed to the book and said, "How much is this?"

The primary school apprentice came over compactly and said with a smile, "Sir, there are 16 paintings in this album. I need it."

He wanted to say a taels of silver, but when he remembered that the prince was extremely generous and spent money like running water, he slapped him and said, "Get this number."

Pan Feng looked at the touching painting. Turning over the book "Spring Water Spectrum" on the table, it was indeed a *. He quickly put it in his arms, took out an ingot of silver and handed it to the little guy. His heart pounded and whispered, "That's all, you don't have to look for it."

It should not have been so extravagant and wasteful, but he was afraid that bargaining would attract the attention of three beautiful women not far away. If you are caught in the current situation, you will be ashamed. Money is something outside the body. As long as you are happy, everything is fine...

However, Zhang Bai rode beside him and kept smiling, and his obscene look seemed to tell Pan Feng that I had caught your handle.

"Cough, Lord, this painting..."

"Hmm?" Pan Feng turned her head, and there was a tendency to turn against her. I'm afraid that as long as Zhang Baiqi told the inside story, he would definitely make the poor Baiqi brothers never see the moon tonight!

Zhang Baiqi trembled all over, as if he felt the murderous atmosphere. He directly turned around and said, "Master, remember to show me after reading it!"

Pan Feng was very happy when she heard the words and patted Zhang Baiqi on the shoulder with deep meaning and said, "Yes, yes, it's true that we are brothers. We are all peers." As soon as he finished speaking, he generously took out a book and stuffed it into Zhang Baiqi's hand. Zhang Baiqi understood that he was asking him to go into the water! In the current form, I'm afraid I have to see it, but there is still a trace of excitement in his heart. At the same time, he also comforted himself: "I, Lao Zhang, have also fallen, but this does not blame me. I have been entrusted to the water. For the safety of the people of Hanzhong and for the righteousness of the nation, then let me fall endlessly!"

It is estimated that Pan Feng should know that Zhang Baiqi's * picture can be related to national righteousness at this time, and it is estimated that he can kick him to Nantianmen. However, Pan Feng didn't know what he thought at this time. He handed over a book and felt empty. He hurriedly told him, "Don't break it. Remember to change it with me after reading it."

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