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Chapter 546 "Wu Song Fights the Tiger"

"Brother Wang Jin!"

Yang Zhi knelt down in front of Wang Jin with a "plop" and pressed his head to the ground.

"Yang Zhi, what are you doing?"

Wang Jin placed his hand on Yang Zhi's shoulder and soon figured out the whole story from Yang Zhi's mind.

Yang Zhi was apologizing to Zhao Ji for what he had done.

Wang Jin shook his head and forcefully helped Yang Zhi up from the ground.

"You can't blame yourself for this."

"Given Zhao Ji's character, even if he didn't ask you to escort him, someone else would have escorted him to Hangzhou."

"Having you escort me is a good thing."

"Take his promises to you with a clear conscience. If he gives them, accept them; if he doesn't, it doesn't matter."

"Now that the world is vast and there is much to be done, there is no need to be preoccupied with such trivial matters."

"Yes, brother is right." Yang Zhi still kept his head down.

"Hehe, where is Zhao Guanren now?" Wang Jin asked Yang Zhi with a smile.

"Master Zhao has gone to where Brother Wu Song is staying, saying he wants to paint a portrait of Brother Wu Song subduing a tiger, to be passed down to future generations," Yang Zhi replied.

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Emperor Huizong of Song traveled and enjoyed the scenery along the way after leaving Bianjing, and made many paintings along the way, but none of them could stir his emotions as much as they did today.

He visited Wu Song yesterday and saw Wu Song's white tiger skin; he has come to visit again today.

Wu Song's white tiger fur was such a rare item that it did not exist in the imperial city of Bianjing.

Although Emperor Huizong (Zhao Ji) really wanted the white tiger pelt, Wu Song, who fought the tiger, was a much rarer figure in his eyes than the white tiger pelt.

He had his guards place a long table in the courtyard where Wu Song was staying, spread out drawing paper on the table, and Tong Guan ground ink for Zhao Ji.

After a long pause, Emperor Huizong of Song (Zhao Ji) was unable to put pen to paper.

Out of consideration for Zhao Ji's wish to paint his portrait, Wu Song suppressed his temper and patiently posed as a model for Zhao Ji, exposing his upper body to show Zhao Ji his muscular physique.

After a long while, Zhao Ji slowly inhaled, his shoulders and back slightly slumped, and he began to write.

A surge of energy rose from Zhao Ji's dantian, flowing upwards through his shoulders and arms, reaching the tip of his hair.

With a slender wrist and a brush that moves like a dragon or snake, a ferocious white tiger leaps onto the paper.

Previously, Wu Song had only thought that Zhao Xiaoguanren was just a playboy in Bianjing City, but he never expected that he could have such a powerful presence when painting.

Wu Song put aside his contempt for Zhao Ji and regarded the young official as a cultured man.

Wu Song had shown Zhao Ji all the actions he had taken while fighting the tiger. Zhao Ji was painting with his head down, and Wu Song quietly walked to the table and watched Zhao Ji paint.

Normally, Wu Song could only see his own face in the bronze mirror, but now he saw himself as seen through the eyes of others in Zhao Ji's painting.

So this is what a hero I am.

Many Wu Songs appear in Zhao Ji's paintings, which is an expression of movement through stillness, and can be considered a primitive form of comic strip.

The entire painting presents the passage of time from left to right. Emperor Huizong of Song clearly and explicitly expressed the process of Wu Song drinking at the foot of Jingyang Ridge and encountering the white tiger at the top of Jingyang Ridge in the painting.

The white tiger was so ferocious that its corpses piled up like mountains; Wu Song was so brave that he severed his wrist from the tiger's jaws.

"it is good!"

Emperor Huizong completed his masterpiece in one go, his whole body aching, but his spirits were high.

He kept praising the painting, feeling that "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger" was the most enjoyable masterpiece among his works.

Emperor Huizong looked up at the sky. The weather had been clear and sunny these past few days, so the painting could be left to air dry outdoors.

"Two steps away."

Emperor Huizong picked up his brush again and began to write in the blank space of the painting, realistically describing Wu Song's experience of fighting the tiger.

He took out his seal, lightly touched the inkpad, and Zhao Ji left his mark on the painting to prove his identity.

"Hero Wu, may I bring this painting to the Heroes' Gathering?" Zhao Ji asked Wu Song. "Of course you can."

"You are the one who makes the painting."

Fang La was also watching Zhao Ji paint.

He began to ponder when he saw Zhao Ji pick up a brush to write, and when he saw Zhao Ji's seal, he suddenly understood.

Fang La already understood Zhao Xiaoguanren's identity.

The Song Dynasty emperor who demanded tributes of rare stones and flowers from all over the world was actually this kind of person.

Fang La laughed to himself.

"Fang Yingxiong, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Ji asked.

“I have a younger sister named Fang Baihua, who is still unmarried. I saw that you are a handsome and talented man, and I was just thinking that perhaps we could arrange a marriage between us,” Fang La said to Zhao Ji.

"This..." Zhao Ji looked at Fang La with a puzzled expression.

"Don't let my appearance fool you, my sister Fang Baihua is a renowned beauty in the surrounding area," Fang La said.

"If she is such a beauty, why hasn't she gotten married?" Zhao Ji wasn't stupid.

"She's too opinionated. She thinks all the suitors who come to propose marriage are good-for-nothings, and she looks down on them," Fang La explained with a smile.

"I already have family at home, thank you for your kind offer, Fang Yingxiong," Zhao Ji politely declined.

"Brother Wu Song, are you married?" Fang La turned to Wu Song and asked.

"Unmarried, unmarried!!" Wu Dalang answered happily from the side.

"My brother is not yet married, how can I get married before him?" Wu Song also hesitated.

“What are you saying? I’m single too, and I understand the feelings of an older brother best. It’s an older brother’s lifelong wish for his younger siblings to have someone to rely on.” Fang La said passionately.

“We don’t do one-off deals. I’ll write a letter and ask someone to call my sister to Hangzhou. How about you two meet?” Fang La grabbed Wu Song’s only remaining right hand, and Wu Song felt that Fang La’s palm was surprisingly strong.

"Okay, okay."

Wu Song reluctantly nodded in agreement.

He found it hard to refuse; Fang La's gaze was too intense.

"Whose event is it tonight?" Zhao Ji suddenly asked.

"It's Chai Jin's venue, which he booked at Lou Wai Lou," Tong Guan replied.

"Is that Chai Jin, the Little Mengchang?" Zhao Ji muttered to himself.

As the Heroes' Gathering approached, Chai Jin constantly made his presence felt among the heroes of Hangzhou, hosting lavish banquets every day, inviting guests to drink and eat meat.

Emperor Huizong (Zhao Ji) harbored some dislike for Chai Jin.

If it weren't for the fact that he, Zhao Xiaoguanren, couldn't reveal his identity, he would have also spent money like Chai Jin, throwing lavish banquets to entertain heroes from all over the world.

"Second brother, prepare some gifts tonight to visit Master Chai. I must thank him for taking you in at his estate," Wu Dalang said to Wu Song.

"Yes, I understand, brother." Wu Song nodded.

He scratched his head, wondering what gift he should give Chai Jin.
I can't afford to give expensive gifts, and I can't give cheap ones either.

Sending something that can express your feelings...

Wu Song pondered.

"Brother, what gift should we give? Do you have any ideas?" Wu Song asked Wu Dalang.

"Why not use this opportunity to present something to Buddha?" Zhao Ji suggested from the side.

“I will create another painting and calligraphy and present it to Wu Yingxiong. Wu Yingxiong, you can then give my painting and calligraphy to Master Chai.”

"Is this alright?" Wu Song asked Zhao Ji.

"When he sees my calligraphy and paintings, he will naturally know who the owner is."

"For my sake, Zhao Xiaoguanren, he will definitely give you, Hero Wu, the utmost respect."

Emperor Huizong was full of confidence.

(End of this chapter)