My historian is dying every day

Chapter 15 [How do you know so well]

"Calm your anger" has always been an extremely easy task for Qi Yu.

When he was young, the purple jade pendant bestowed by the former emperor was spotted and snatched away by the deposed crown prince. His mother and concubine told him not to be angry, so he did not get angry.

When he was young, he saw a mansion in the suburbs of Beijing, but he was bought by Kang Wang who went with him, and he gave it to his concubine with a smile. The king told him not to be angry, but he was not angry.

All his life, he thought that there is nothing in the world that must be resolved with anger. After all, the throne of the Zichen Palace was not his throne, and the vast world was not his world.

But now, after all, he has become the emperor, and the things that he used to be angry with have become angry day by day.Now if I say that life is impermanent, will I be scolded to death by those brothers who died before the throne?

Qi Yu looked away from the top of Wen Yanzhi's head, looked at the trembling Zhang Shangshu, with an evil look in his smile: "Then Wen Sheren told me all the mistakes."

"Reporting to the emperor," Wen Yanzhi knelt upright, "the first thing is to choose the location of the flood drainage ditch. The draft plan recorded in the old book is the location of Qingli County. Most of them are made of granite, so it is difficult to drill ditches, so they are unusable. Secondly, the circuit of the ditches conceived in the sketch needs to be inspected again to determine whether it can really drain water effectively. Everything in the sketch is based on prescriptions—— Minister of the Ministry of Industry, it is just an idea to imagine."

After hearing this, Qi Yu rolled his eyes: "How can you be so clear about the sketch made by Fang Zhitong?"

Wen Yanzhi said softly: "My Majesty, this sketch was drawn by my minister."

Qi Yu smiled slightly: "Fang Zhitong dictated it, and you wrote it down?"

Wen Yanzhi felt a little uncomfortable, "Yes."

Qi Yu's smile deepened: "Wen Sheren, I summoned the officials of the Ministry of Industry for this method, but now you are telling me that the method you proposed is not yet a feasible method, not even a sketch. Use?" At this point, he suddenly said sharply: "You are playing with me and all the officials?!"

The sound of stern shouting shook Long Wei, and behind Wen Yan, seventy or eighty officials of all sizes from the Ministry of Industry in the hall knelt down in unison, shouting "The emperor calm down".

Wen Yanzhi also kowtowed, feeling a little anxious: "Your majesty, I have a complete drawing."

Qi Yu stagnated in anger, looked straight at the back of Wen Yanzhi's head and asked, "Where is it?"

Wen Yanzhi stood up straight, with a sincere expression: "My Majesty, I entered the palace today, and I didn't know to discuss the water control in Huainan, so I didn't bring the blueprint from home. If the emperor—"

He found that Qi Yu was looking at his face in bewilderment.

Wen Yanzhi was puzzled: "The emperor... Your Majesty?"

But Qi Yu was sitting behind the wooden table, slowly raised his right hand, pointed to his face, and said with a strange expression: "Wen Sheren, your nose..."

Wen Yanzhi quickly raised his hand to touch his nose, and his fingertips were immediately bright red.

Zhang Shangshu, who was kneeling next to him, turned his head to look: "Ah! Wen Sheren has a nosebleed!"

I don't know who commented below: "The emperor Longwei is so deafening that he scolded Wen Sheren out of nosebleeds!"

——That's because he ate too much Taishi Five Snake Soup and Overlord's Golden Armor!

Qi Yu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and was about to argue, when he suddenly remembered—this idiot eats too much, but it is actually because of his own intention...

What kind of evil did you do, and why did the karma finally fall on my head?

——Sure enough, the existence of historians in this world is to defeat the emperor?

Qi Yu gritted his teeth, "Hurry up and help Wen Sheren to rest."

A group of ministers hurriedly helped Wen Yanzhi to sit aside, thinking for a moment that Wen Sheren would be entrusted with the important task of water control in the future, he would definitely be a celebrity in front of the emperor, so several hands held silk scarves and wanted to put Wen Yanzhi's nostrils Rise, probably hoped to earn a familiar face of "I once wiped the nosebleeds of the Wenshers".

Wen Yanzhi felt that his nose was about to be poked off—the nosebleed seemed to be getting worse.

Just when there was a mess, Qi Yu glanced at Zhou Fu beside him.Eunuch Zhou coughed lightly.

That's all for the officials.

Wen Yanzhi sighed, slowly put his hand into his bosom to take out his own silk, and finally... pinched his nose, and felt that what his father said was true, and the officialdom was really dangerous.

He said to Qi Yu again: "My minister bleeds in front of the imperial court, he deserves death, but we can't wait long to control the water. I ask the emperor to give me pen and ink, and I will draw the blueprint immediately."

— Draw it immediately?Everyone was shocked.

Zhang Shangshu said: "I'm afraid Wen Sheren should not show off his abilities. The water conservancy blueprint is a heavy project. Even a sketch requires more than a dozen pieces. How can it be done overnight?" It's time to ask for credit in front of the emperor, so let's rest.

But Wen Yanzhi didn't understand the meaning of these words, he just insisted: "Your Majesty, the sketch map of flood control has been hanging in the main hall of my minister's home for three years, and I have already familiarized it in my chest, today I just need a pen and paper, and it will be done immediately. "

Qi Yu calmed down a little bit from the anger just now, and really wanted to see the idiot's true skills, so he ordered his left and right: "Submit the drawing tools of the Ministry of Industry, and I want to see the number one scholar Wen Sheren back then. , is it true?"

After a while, brushes, ink, paper and inkstones and inks of various colors were placed on the large wooden table in front of Qi Yu.Wen Yanzhi knelt down and bowed, "This humble minister has made an ugly show." Then he stuffed the silk handkerchief into his nose, and stood tall at the table opposite Qi Yu, spreading a piece of rice paper on the left and right with both hands, and then holding a pen and ink with both hands Like a flying flower, she draws like a spirit, using her left and right hands at the same time to draw two completely different drawings.On it, vermilion and Danqing appear, the house looks like a house, and the circuit is clear and tactful, lifelike.

Qi Yu stared intently at the screen, and suddenly said: "This is Xingzhou."

"The emperor has good eyesight." Wen Yanzhi paused, as if a little surprised, but he didn't stop at this moment of urgency, just continued to make eighteen drawings one by one, and estimated back and forth, but only two Time for a cup of tea.

Everyone in the Ministry of Industry was dumbfounded, and they all held the drawings and sighed, this is more detailed than their front drawing!But Wensher said it was just a sketch?

What kind of painting do you want to make?Do you want our Ministry of Industry to eat?

Standing in the hall, Wen Yanzhi suddenly suffered dozens of needle-like gazes. At this moment, he suddenly remembered another sentence that his father told him before getting off the carriage outside the Qianyuan Gate at noon——

"Youngest, the way to settle down is not only by being a father. If you can be like a father someday, or like your elder brother and second brother, you can do something to the point where you can't... Then, you can also It's a kind of security."