My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 162

Chapter 162 The past of the princess and the host, a god-level painting! 【2 more】

The Jianghu is happy with grudges, and everything is settled with fists and kicks.

Whoever has high martial arts skills will be able to take the position of leader of the martial arts alliance.

So after seeing his parents die tragically in front of him at the age of three, he picked up the knife in his hand and started the road of killing.

Whoever is dissatisfied, then beat him until he can no longer resist.

But being in the court has many shackles. You have to be far-sighted and well-planned. When you are in a high position, every small thing will be put to the maximum.

Not to mention, Princess Yongning still won the position of crown prince as a woman.

Although there were precedents for women to become officials long before the Ning Dynasty, and the Ning Dynasty even produced Shen Mingshu, an eternal female prime minister, it is true that no daughter has yet been directly established as the heir to the East Palace.

At the beginning, she also faced a lot of pressure from the public. During that time, everyone around him was discussing Princess Yongning.

Some people say that it is difficult for women to become great talents, while others say that women have only confused the country since ancient times. These people scolded Ning Zhaozong for establishing Princess Yongning but not King Yan.

Just life is composed of regrets.

She is a sibling from the same mother as King Yan, but she has always been not inferior to King Yan.

Princess Yongning is a talented person in governing the world, no one can refute this.

He was also thinking that if Princess Yongning had a body that could condense internal strength, she would probably be a legend in the world.

He also tried to put himself in Princess Yongning's position, but after thinking about it from her perspective, he found that he was indeed inferior to her.

"You must have made it up!" Rong Yu snorted angrily, "I knew you Du Wei fans of historical figures would be dazzled by your love. Let me tell you, unless they fight in front of me. Only then can I judge who is stronger."

Yan Tingfeng said calmly: "I do think so."

It's a pity that he has never fought against King Yan. I don't know whether it was because of his sharp sword or King Yan's sword. This is a pity.

Rongyu saw Yan Tingfeng walking out: "Hey, where are you going?"

She improved the land in Yancheng and made the northwest habitable.

This happened in just eight months. Her actions and hard work later proved that she was worthy of this position.

Since there are regrets in the past, of course we must spend them well in the present.

King Yan also said that he would not sit on the throne, but would only help Princess Yongning stabilize the empire.

Indoors, Cheng Qingli happily posted what Ye Banlan said online.

"Miss Ye hasn't eaten yet, I'm afraid she has to finish her work soon." Yan Tingfeng tilted his head slightly, "I'll go out and buy something she likes to eat."

Yan Tingfeng said casually: "Yes, how would I know."

"What did the real owner say? Did the owner of Shenxiao Tower say this?" Rong Yu was stunned for a moment and immediately rejected it, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. If he said it, it will definitely be recorded in the history books. If there is no record, how about you? How do you know?"

As expected, Princess Yongning then sat in Fengyuan and helped King Qin win three wars.

He traveled thousands of miles to Penglai Mountain and brought back the cultivation technology of medicinal materials...

He said nothing about this, because many things can only be understood after a period of time.

As expected, the other party had nothing to say and even came to add her as a friend.

He said that she had a broad mind that could not be compared to him. He admitted that Princess Yongning was also very powerful.

He also said that both parties like history so much, so why not make friends and learn from each other in the future.

This made Cheng Qingli very happy: "Sister Lan, you are so amazing. You can turn enemies into friends without even a single blow. I want to learn more from you."

"Yeah, okay." Ye Banglan took out a painting scroll, spread it out, and took out pen and ink.

"Sister Lan, what are you going to draw?" Cheng Qingli knew that she was going to participate in the youth group of the international painting competition. "It shouldn't be difficult for you in the preliminary round. Just draw casually."

"Yeah, but you can't just paint casually." Ye Banglan held up the pen and said calmly, "Every painting of mine that appears in front of the public must have meaning."

Cultural revitalization is urgent.

She can't make a mistake in every move, no matter how much she has to pay.

"How about painting Fengyuan City?" Cheng Qingli thought for a while, "Fengyuan was originally the ancient capital for thousands of years. Both the Shun and Yong dynasties were established here. After the palace chaos, Ning Zhaozong said, 'The emperor guards the gate of the country', so he moved the capital to After moving back to Fengyuan, Fengyuan is now a tourist city. Although it has entered modern society, it has not yet returned to the world's number one strength a hundred years ago. "

"Okay." Ye Banglan suddenly said, "I know how to draw."

“Eh?” Cheng Qingli was even more happy, “Did I bring inspiration to Sister Lan?”

Ye Puanlan smiled lightly: "Yes, thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to compose the picture."

Cheng Qingli watched Ye Banglan start writing. After a while, she discovered that what Ye Banglan painted was not like other painters. What he painted was the prosperous Fengyuan City a hundred years ago.

The painting is divided into three equal areas by the night turning the tide. The first part is Fengyuan City where singing and dancing flourished during the Yuan Dynasty. The second part is Fengyuan City which fell after foreign troops stepped on it and the fields were littered with corpses.

The third part is the reconstructed Fengyuan City with many high-rise buildings today.

These three parts seem independent, but they perfectly form a whole.

By the time the last stroke of the painting was completed, Cheng Qingli was speechless. She stared at the painting on the table as if she had seen a ghost: "Sister Lan, you, you, you..."

This is not just a simple painting, it is history.

The history of China's rise from glory to trough and then to revival. Through this painting, we can see the blood of countless martyrs and the efforts of countless descendants.

Ye Banglan put down the brush, took a step back, and nodded slightly: "It's okay, I won't be thrown into the trash can."

"What? Trash can?!" Cheng Qingli jumped up, "Who dares to do this, I won't allow it!"

Ye Puanlan raised his eyebrows: "Don't be nervous, I think this one is good, what do you think?"

"How can it be called good?" Cheng Qingli was furious, "This is simply unique and unparalleled in the world. This painting should only exist in heaven!"

“Don't praise me like that, I'll float too.” After drying the ink, Ye Banlan rolled up the scroll and put it in a box. “I just happened to take it to President Tao on the way tomorrow.”

Cheng Qingli hesitated for a moment: "Sister Lan, I think you might scare him."

Ye Ye made a gesture to turn the tide: "Well, I don't think so, but if you mention it like this, you need to be prepared."

Before looking at the paintings, let President Tao have a cup of tea to calm his mind.

At night, the Lin family's old house.

　　It was obvious that many people in the Lin family were absent-minded during tonight's dinner.

Lin Qin and Lin Handu were wondering if something was really wrong with the world, but Mrs. Lin had never been able to find a chance to take action.

Only Lin Huaijin enjoyed the meal the most and did not realize anything was wrong with the atmosphere.

After eating, Lin Weilan called Ye Banglan into the study.

“Did you scare your aunt and your cousin today?”

"No way." Ye Banlan sat down next to Lin Weilan leisurely and took a piece of snack. "I just want to help my aunt and cousin build a strong psychology. They will be exposed to it in the future."

Lin Weilan couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed again: "I have never wanted Qinqin to learn the Tianyin Music Technique. It is precisely because although the Tianyin Music Technique is powerful, it can also hurt the body. If the basic performance foundation is not laid well, learning it will be difficult. Heavenly music is counterproductive.”

"I know grandma's painstaking efforts, but sooner or later we have to return to our family and face many people." Ye Banlan looked at her seriously, "So I assure you, my cousin will not be harmed by Tianyin's music." Backlash."

Lin Weilan was stunned.

The Lin family's inheritance after becoming Tianyinfang is actually better than that of the Su family after Taiyi Palace, but the Tianyin method is still fragmentary, missing the most critical thing.

That is to ensure that women who learn Tian music will not suffer backlash.

Perhaps the current elders of the Lin family have mastered this technology, but she really doesn't know it.

Then why does her granddaughter...

Lin Weilan seemed to have thought of something, and there was a bit of inquiry in her eyes.

“Grandma, all you have to do is take good care of your health.” Ye Banlan slapped her on the shoulder, “As long as your health gets better, I'll be relieved.”

Lin Weilan was startled again, then smiled: "Okay, grandma promises you."

But her body...

With the Rong family's fortune in mind, she knew she would never get better.

But now there is a night to turn the tide, and when she waits for a hundred years, she can rest assured.

The next day, in the morning.

Jiangcheng Art Association.

President Tao is meeting guests, and the guests are from the Global Center.

“Mr. Tao, please introduce me. This is Mr. Aier, who works at the World Cultural Heritage Center.” The middle-aged man said, “Mr. Aier will also be responsible for our future cooperation with the Jiangcheng Art Association.”

El nodded lightly without saying much.

At this time, the assistant came in and whispered a few words in President Tao's ear:

President Tao's eyes lit up and he jumped up: "The painting is here? Let her come in quickly!"

"What painting makes Mr. Tao so excited?" El finally said, "Why don't you let us see it too?"

Nowadays, Western painting dominates the world, and China's Chinese painting has long been out of date.

If it weren't for the request of the people above, he wouldn't even bother to come here to discuss cooperation.

The assistant led Ye Turnan in.

“You finished the painting so quickly? You didn't even take a break.” President Tao greeted him personally, “Let me take a look.”

Turning the tide at night, he said: "President, have a cup of tea first."

"Why do you want to drink tea?" President Tao was very surprised. "I'm not thirsty. I can drink it later."

"Drinking tea is to stabilize your mind." Ye Banlan said, "Looking at paintings is risky, I think you still need to be careful."

“Huh?” President Tao was stunned and his hands started to shake.

Is it possible that this painting still scares him?

President Tao was not afraid at all. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I want to turn the tide. I've seen strong winds and waves. Nothing will scare me. Let's just look at the paintings."

“I have never heard that there are any risks in looking at paintings.” Mr. Ell sneered, “How bad can a painting be if it still needs to be mysterious?”

See you tomorrow~~

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