You rascal, stop right there!

Qingyang Palace.

Bai Wan looked at the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

Disobeying His Majesty was indeed not a good thing. Not only was he confined to this small side hall, but his hands were even clamped with a wooden clip so that he could only hold a pen.

Emperor Jiaxing was determined to force him to paint the harmful "Night Beauty Picture".

However, when he thought of the poor woman, he couldn't bear to paint her.

Once a painting like this was collected by the royal family, it would be kept in the national treasury. Even if the woman died, the bad reputation of this painting would be recorded in history and be infamous forever.

That night he could only sit helplessly in front of the window.

Sudden,

A clear voice called him.

"Bai Zhihou!"

The man was startled and stuck his head out.

A young eunuch handed him a letter and said carefully, "This is a letter from Minister Ling to you."

The flying handwriting and the unrestrained and uninhibited letter - the changes in the sand script are like a painting.

Just a few words made the doubts on Bai Wan's face fade away.

Day two.

"This young eunuch, tell His Majesty that this painting requires some special items. If you can get them all, you can naturally paint a wonderful secret play picture."

Bai Wan wrote all over the paper and handed it to one of the eunuchs who was guarding him.

Soon, Emperor Jiaxing agreed to his request and sent the things over in large and small boxes.

After that, for three whole days and nights, the eunuchs and palace maids outside the door had no idea what this person was doing. They only vaguely heard some strange noises.

Go to the study.

Emperor Jiaxing looked down from the Golden Palace, expecting to see a trembling figure or a humble face. Unexpectedly, he saw a face that had seen through the mundane world.

"Has Bai Zhihou finished painting "Night Beauty"? "

"No, I want to paint your majesty on the spot."

Bai Wan looked up and saw a wooden frame as big as a scroll, covered with a white cloth, as if hiding an unknown secret.

Jiaxing glanced at him without even raising his eyebrows: "So, Bai Zhihou went through so much trouble for three days just to compromise at the last minute?"

Bai Wan shook his head and asked the eunuch to bring over a small wooden barrel filled with yellow sand.

"I will let Your Majesty see the unprecedented secret play pictures, but I also have a request, I beg for your approval."

presumptuous!

Emperor Jiaxing could no longer remember how many times he had said these two words to this person, as he had challenged his bottom line again and again.

I felt furious, but I still uttered one word: "Speak!"

Bai Wan knelt down almost pleadingly: "Your Majesty, I would like to go to paint murals for the Emperor Taizu's Mausoleum and leave Daying Painting Academy."

He thought very clearly that the reason why His Majesty kept him until now was simply because he felt that he was still useful and wanted to win him over.

Right now it is best to paint away from the palace and the court.

When he was forgotten by His Majesty, Zi Chen also decided to resign, and the two of them could retire to the countryside together.

Seeing this, Emperor Jiaxing couldn't help but ask, "Ordinary court painters try their best to gain the emperor's favor. You are a weirdo, and you still want to go to those remote places."

"As long as I can paint, what does it matter where I go?"

Bai Wan smiled faintly, as if she didn't care about the fame, wealth and power of the palace. Her life and her heart's desire were the most important.

Emperor Jiaxing snorted softly: "I approve!"

At this time, the man finally relaxed and opened the white cloth in front of him, and a wooden frame appeared in an instant.

All the palace maids and eunuchs looked in this direction, and actually saw a piece of white silk covering the wooden frame, and underneath it were some candles that had already been lit.

Everyone looked at this man in confusion, as if they were trying to find out.

Bai Wan rolled up his sleeves and put his left hand into the small wooden barrel beside him.

He stared at it for a moment, then took a handful of yellow sand and sprinkled it on it.

The bony fingertips fiddled with it, and the softness of the fingers was as gentle as the tenderness of jade.

The dots of colored sand and the light and shadow form a unique image that is fleeting.

Emperor Jiaxing was shocked. He watched as this man actually painted on white silk with yellow sand, and the figures in the painting were lifelike and their expressions were vivid.

He had never seen such a wonderful instantaneous change, it was so lifelike and immersive, as if this was not a secret play picture at all, but a moving picture.

Finally, Bai Wan finally stopped.

He glanced tentatively at the stage and said, "I have finished the painting."

In fact, the sand painting on Baichou had already been messed up, and it was not a previous painting at all. In other words, he immediately performed a secret play that disappeared after it was finished and would never be passed down to future generations.

This was also a way he came up with to preserve the woman's reputation.

Emperor Jiaxing glanced down at the painting, still immersed in the rapid changes that had just occurred, and seemed unaware that he had been tricked.

"Marquis Bai Zhi, do you have such ability?"

Bai Wan nodded slightly, looking unnatural: "I am...terrified."

He was really terrified, fearing that His Majesty would kill him again in a rage.

However, Emperor Jiaxing said to the eunuch in charge without showing any emotion: "Pass on my order. I am quite satisfied with Bai Zhihou's painting "Night Beauty", and I have specially appointed him as the imperial eunuch."

This made Bai Wan feel that he had made a mistake. After quickly recovering his composure, he bravely asked, "Your Majesty, shouldn't you send me to the Emperor Taizu's Mausoleum to paint the murals?"

The king smiled grimly and said, "I will give you two choices. First, you can be a court painter in Daying Painting Academy and paint for the royal family. Second, you can cut off your hands and feet, throw them into the tomb of Emperor Taizu, and paint murals with a brush in your mouth."

The people kneeling were shocked. These were not two choices at all.

Bai Wan knew very well that serving the emperor was like serving a tiger, so she had no choice but to do so:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

It seems that it will not be easy for him to resign from the position of painter in Daying Painting Academy in the future.

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