You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 311 This Han Miaoran is really restless

Soon, the news of this gathering of Fanjing Yaji spread throughout the country.

Cheng Su's poem "Preface to the Taiping Period" is gentle and indignant. Shen Zhuyue's "Dingzhou War Horses" is majestic and imposing. Song Xiang's "Ancient Trees in the Distance" is captivatingly realistic. Ling Shumo's cursive "Preface to the Sixteen-Person Collection" is lively and elegant. Han Miaoran's "Fanjing Elegant Gathering" is elegant and graceful...

Their poetry, calligraphy and painting skills were all famous at the time.

Literati and scholars all over the world believe that elegant gatherings and appreciation events can illuminate the world.

The most important thing is that everyone knows that Han Miaoran is now in Caizhou, and many people come here to buy his paintings.

However, the tenant of Luanming Courtyard had long been vacated, and no trace of the owner's whereabouts could be found. Bai Wan also warned the world not to call him the "Saint of Painting."

As a result, more people wanted to get his paintings.

At one time, many scholars, wealthy businessmen, and even people from Xuanli and Lingyu flocked to Caizhou.

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The capital of Qing Dynasty, the inner garden of the imperial palace.

Emperor Qingwu Song Yuanshan looked at the memorial on the table with mixed feelings.

The painting presented by Caizhou Weitianhou was Han Miaoran's "Cold Roast Mansion Gate", but it was not a work of frugality and purity at all.

After arriving in the capital, it completely changed into a scene of extravagant and decadent feasting, which was completely different from the memorial.

In fact, it is "Caizhou Cold Sheng Night Banquet", which is a scene of indulgence in drinking and living a life of drunkenness and dreams.

Now that the world has just been settled, the people are living in misery, and the Northern Expedition is imminent!

Anyone who sees this painting will feel indignant and sad because of the violation of the will of heaven by indulging in pleasure and dissolute sensual pleasures.

I sighed in my heart: This Han Miaoran is really restless...

There was a cold light in his bright eyes: "How could he draw something completely different from what was said in the memorial?"

The person who delivered the memorial was a close confidant of Marquis Wei Tian, and it was presented by a eunuch from the Internal Memorial Office. It did not pass through any other hands along the way.

The Northern Expedition was imminent, and the imperial court was raising food and fodder from various prefectures and cities, as it was a time when it was short of money.

The purpose of Wei Tianhou's move was to exploit Han Miaoran's reputation and cry poor in front of the new dynasty. However, he was tricked by the painting master for some reason.

When the Qing Dynasty was first established, its foundation was unstable. In order to consolidate the power of the previous dynasty and avoid leaving a reputation as a bloodthirsty tyrant, Song Yuanshan did not kill all of them.

However, Xuan Xingfei used Han Miaoran's paintings as swords, and the reputation of the painting saint could fully confirm the authenticity of the paintings.

The situation is no longer the same as it was before.

Song Yuanshan looked at the scroll and slowly approached it, only to discover that there seemed to be a fishy smell in the ink.

He gently stroked it, and there seemed to be some intermittent flaws where the lines connected, and sighed softly:

"I didn't expect... you would still be so nosy... Han Miaoran... don't you know that you are just a painter?"

On that day, the issue of asking for food and fodder from various prefectures was raised again in the Daqing court. As expected, many ministers cried poor and made excuses.

Since the founding of the Xin Dynasty, most civil officials have sought to maintain a relatively peaceful existence. Only the military commanders are actively preparing for war, vowing to conquer the north and destroy Xuanli.

Emperor Qingwu Song Yuanshan looked coldly into the palace, his eyes seemed to be burning with cold fire.

"When a new dynasty is established, everything needs to be rebuilt. Some people pretend to obey, but secretly disobey, enjoying the best food, while complaining that their own land is filled with rubble and scraps, often oppressing the people."

"My dear ministers, what do you think I should do?"

As soon as he raised his hand, the young eunuchs immediately picked up the scroll and slowly opened it.

After the painting is displayed: the screen has a large space, there is more than one guest, it is black lacquered and glazed, and there is singing and dancing.

Meanwhile, Marquis Weitian was half drunk and half awake, holding a glass of wine, singing and dancing with his wife, and living a dissolute life.

The extravagant dinner parties are so ugly that it is unbearable to watch.

Moreover, there is Han Miaoyan's personal seal on it, and the inscription written by Wei Tianhou himself is even more authentic.

The old ministers of Nanying were dumbfounded!

I originally wanted to take this opportunity to join in the crying poor scene, but the picture presented was completely the opposite.

This……

The secret envoy clearly told himself that this painting showed frugality and poverty, which was different from what was agreed upon!

The new court officials took the opportunity to launch an attack——

What they dislike most are the former ministers who have won big. Once their interests are affected, they would like to make the other party bleed heavily.

The final result was that military generals and new officials in the capital submitted memorials one after another, attacking the king of the previous dynasty who had lost his country.

A few days later.

Emperor Qingwu Song Yuanshan sent an envoy to tell Wei Tianhou to pay the money and grain as soon as possible, otherwise the previous "leniency" would no longer exist.

Caizhou was completely confused and puzzled.

Especially Xuanxing!

The imperial edict said that he should be severely punished for his extravagant and dissolute life, but considering that he had written a letter and presented a painting in person, he only had to hand over money and grain.

The sound of the imperial edict being read was extremely harsh, and it echoed throughout the entire Marquis Weitian's mansion.

When he heard it, his face changed.

I saw with my own eyes the content of Han Miaoran's painting, and it was clearly painted exactly according to my requirements.

Frugal and clean, simple food and drink!

Moreover, from the beginning of the painting to its completion, and then to its sending to the capital together with the memorial, nothing went through his hands.

"That's impossible! Song Yuanshan must have deliberately switched the baby because he was killed."

He couldn't help but tremble, and slapped the maid next to him in the face.

The woman's nose bled profusely, she covered her mouth and nose, and fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.

"If I hadn't surrendered to Qing, how could he have been so legitimately crowned emperor?"

Xuanxing suddenly looked at his wife, his eyes filled with sadness and dejection. He had never felt so unwilling even on the day of Jiangqing.

The wife of Marquis Weitian came over and said, "My Lord, the victors are kings and the losers are bandits. From the moment you surrendered, you have been the prey. They are the butchers!"

Now, we can’t even live in peace in a corner and become a local lord.

Your house may be confiscated today, but you may be killed tomorrow.

The beautiful woman reminded him, "Where is the painter Han Miaoran? His paintings were swapped, and he is the only one who can testify."

Xuan Xing said dejectedly, "It's meaningless. The key point isn't whether the painting was swapped, but what the Emperor wants."

Daqing has never completely let the Weitianhou Mansion go. Perhaps he knew it all from the beginning and was waiting for the opportunity.

We are just looking for a remedy to clean up the remnants of the previous dynasty's old officials!

Han Miaoran’s “Caizhou Lengsheng Yeyan” is that excuse!