You rascal, stop right there!

"I'm not!"

Bai Wan probably guessed what this person wanted to say and immediately denied it.

Seeing this, the scholar beggar couldn't help but say, "His brushwork is exquisite and difficult to copy. It's even more difficult for you to do it. You..."

He seemed hesitant because he could already hear the Daqing accent.

Xuanli is wanted nationwide for Han Miaoran!

Besides, Xuanli and Daqing have a feud. How could such a figure in the painting world come here and go deep into the tiger's den?

Han Miaoran's "The Volume of Shocking Changes" and "The Sorrow of the Fallen Nation" also basically confirmed that the other party would definitely hate him as a Xuanli person.

"Then... I'm probably overthinking it."

Bai Wan showed a hint of regret: "Seeing that you look hungry, it's normal to think too much."

He was best at climbing the ladder and didn't want to have any more interactions with this person. His pursuit of the work had just led to his inappropriate additions.

The scholar beggar shook his head helplessly: "Okay!"

I can only watch from afar the man in tattered clothes walk away from me...

Bai Wan probably couldn't have guessed that his reputation in Xuanli was even greater than that in Daqing.

For many people here, it is hard to imagine that a painter's paintings can mobilize the morale of the three armies and be wanted by the entire enemy country.

Not to mention that Xuanli advocated Buddhism, Daqing destroyed Buddhism and Taoism. He actually saved a temple with just a few murals.

Then there was the deposing of the prime minister in the previous dynasty, and the confiscation of property and turmoil among the old ministers. Each of these events was a masterpiece!

……

There are many people in Xuanli who want to capture Han Miaoran alive!

And this scholar-beggar almost recognized him.

……

Archery banquet.

Under the palace, Jin Xizong held a banquet for his ministers.

However, the emperor and his ministers did not toast each other, and everyone looked reserved.

The imperial teacher of the dynasty sat in a higher position than the emperor. He was covered in a red robe, and the wings of the Vermilion Bird spread out on the robe, looking majestic.

The ministers all looked up and sized up Gu Yang, who had been lurking in Daying for forty years.

In order to destroy Daying, he was even willing to do such cruel things to himself as the chief eunuch of his country.

Although he cannot leave offspring, he has supreme majesty!

The officials could not help but sigh: He has done so much for the country, and accumulated such power and influence, no one can shake his achievements...

The Imperial Master Gu Yang raised his glass and said, "The Archery Feast, let's begin!"

Jin Xizong sat lazily on the golden throne next to him, raised his glass low in self-mockery, and took a sip in a pretentious manner.

"Cheers to the Imperial Master—" The ministers raised their glasses.

All the ministers praised the national teacher from afar and put Jin Xizong aside.

The monthly party has begun!

It was clearly night, but the entire palace was brightly lit, making it as bright as day.

There was a huge round platform in the middle of the banquet hall, surrounded by colorful lights like flowers and gold-inlaid lamps.

The prisoners of war from the Jizhen Prison entered the palace from the White Jade Bridge at the front gate and walked towards the circular platform in circles.

Three hundred Da Ying prisoners were dragged by ropes and urged forward.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The sound of whipping was heard.

These people were like animals. Regardless of gender, age or status, their shirts were stripped off, their chests and backs were exposed, and they were forced to walk around in sheepskins with their upper bodies naked, in a humiliating manner.

This is the ceremony of leading the sheep.

"This……"

Bai Wan, who was wearing the clothes of a palace slave and hiding in the firewood and charcoal department to add oil to the lamps, looked on in shock.

His lips were trembling extremely.

Sitting high in the hall, wearing gorgeous clothes, insulting the people of other countries!

The Xuanli people at the banquet were indifferent...

Ling Shumo, who was also wearing palace clothes, held his hand tightly, indicating that he should be patient.

"Hmm!" Bai Wan groaned.

The two looked at each other with anger and sadness in their eyes.

Thousands of guards everywhere!

They can only try their best to control their emotions!

Hatred, engraved in my heart...

But this is just the beginning.

Fireworks in the air, colorful...

"My dear, I said I would give you the first arrow!"

Jin Xizong excitedly whispered in the ear of the woman next to him and handed the cold arrow to her.

Madam Jin Gu didn't even have the courage to raise her head after receiving the arrow. She just gritted her teeth and couldn't bear to look at the captives on the round platform.

No one on the stage or in the audience dared to look at each other.

The national teacher Gu Yang was at the top. He stood up immediately, snatched the bow and arrow from Jin Xizong's hand, and pulled the bow with great strength.

"sieve!"

At lightning speed, a man suddenly fell to the ground, holding his chest as if struck by a star!

Gu Yang turned his head and said, "The Emperor and His Majesty are too kind. It's time-consuming to shirk responsibility. I have no choice but to take the lead!"

Anyone who dares to snatch the things from the emperor's hands is indeed someone who cannot be offended.

Jin Xizong was so angry that he dared not even speak, and could only clench his fists and say, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Imperial Master!"

Imperial Preceptor Gu Yang's voice was slightly smug: "It is my duty to share the Emperor's worries."

"To prevent the Emperor and Empress from continuing to prevaricate, we might as well play the Jiegu drum to hasten the flowering."

Jin Xizong said expressionlessly: "Okay, what about the ministers?"

More than a dozen important officials in the hall bowed and said, "We await your review!"

Ah!

The next moment, they made the former big-win captives walk around the circular platform in groups of two, pulled by ropes.

The man who had just been shot had his hands and feet tied to a wooden stake nearby, serving as a dead target.

Jin Xizong and other powerful ministers held bows and arrows and played the羯琴.

When the drums stopped beating, bows and arrows arrived and they shot people.

"My target is the big toe!"

"I choose the ears!"

"I choose the calf..."

……

Snapped!

The sound of thunder arrows is strong and powerful!

Former Daying captives were targeted, shot with arrows, and cut into pieces for fun...

The captive's body was covered in blood, with countless holes, like a bloody hedgehog...

"Zi Chen——" Bai Wan's eyes were bloodshot.

He thought Xuan Li was inhumane, but he didn't expect that he would treat the captives he had captured that year like this.

There was a whole row of painters nearby to record this inhumane and cruel scene.

He took a deep breath, as if his mind was recalling the paintings in his hands that had died in front of him.

And the cruel past that Cai Jiang talked about...

“How do they continue to paint?”

Although he didn't say anything, the question in his eyes had already reached the eyes of the people next to him.

Ling Shumo looked at the row of painters. It was clear that some of them had broken fingers on their hands, which meant they had resisted before.

but……

Under Xuan Li's threat, these eight former big-win painters became cowardly, cruel, and had no choice but to paint the torture and killing of their compatriots!

Three hundred prisoners gradually died!

Five... ten... twenty...

Bai Wan and Ling Shumo looked at the scene in front of them with pale faces!

After the sheep-leading ceremony, it is time to dance and sing!

The center table was covered in blood and flesh, and then charcoal and iron plates were brought up.

Bai Wan's heart ached: "This must be hell!"