Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

Fortunately, it came from Qin Bingrui's mouth. If the seemingly gentle Luo Yu said such a thing, His Royal Highness Prince Rui's face would probably turn ashen.

Prince Rui's eyes flickered slightly. It turned out that this person was someone that only his younger brother, Prince Ning, could appreciate. But why did it sound so interesting?

This girl is indeed smart, and he now wants to know why she is here.

But the other one is really ordinary.

But he felt uncomfortable because he didn't know the other party's background, so he had to pretend.

"Master Qin, since you are disguised as a man, I will address you as Master.

Although your couplets are not particularly good, they do have a nice ironic effect. I wonder if you have any other talents. If you dare to come to my palace, you must have more than just this little skill, right?

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Luo Yu.

Luo Yu smiled back.

It’s worth mentioning that although His Royal Highness Prince Rui is not as suave as Prince Ning, he is also a handsome and elegant man. He is a little thin and sits upright on the stone bench, looking simple and elegant, like a refined statue.

Qin Bingrui smiled and said, "I am not talented, but my sister must have her own talents. It's just that there is not enough time now, so it is not convenient for her to show too much.

If His Royal Highness Prince Rui doesn't mind, I can tell him a fairy tale and let my sister spend more time preparing for her talent show."

"Well, I have plenty of time today."

After saying this, he asked his maid to call over several other retainers, each with their own unique talents, to come and admire him, wanting to see what talents could rival those of his outstanding retainers.

Luo Yu stood up, bowed, and said, "Then please, Your Highness, please prepare medium and large goat and wolf hair brushes for me, as well as some rice paper suitable for drawing. I will be grateful for your kindness."

"Oh, it seems Miss Bai can paint? I'd like to see your painting skills."

"I'm not good at painting landscapes and figures, and I'm not as good as any other excellent painter. I'm just here to entertain His Royal Highness Prince Rui and the other spectators."

Having said that, she was already preparing to make a grand craft plan, which was her strong point.

The ten guests who went there included famous people who were masters in the fields of poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting, as well as gifted young people who were able to influence the cultural changes of the dynasty with their outstanding talents.

Qin Bingrui stood in front of the desk, holding a teacup as a wake-up stick, and began to tell his mythological story about Xuanzang, a great man from the East, who led four monsters to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

It's not that he can't tell the stories of other famous stories, but he knows this "Journey to the West" by heart. He can even add some embellishments to make the text come alive and turn it into popular prose, which is as exciting as storytelling.

Only this Arabian Nights myth book is more suitable for their future creative imagination.

Let’s brainwash these ancients first.

"The poem goes: 'Before the world was divided, the world was in turmoil, vast and boundless, invisible to all. Ever since Pangu shattered the primordial chaos, the world has been divided into clear and turbid. All living things look up to the Supreme Benevolence, and all things are created for good. To understand the power of creation, one must read 'Journey to the West: The Emancipation of the World'."

The very beginning immediately draws everyone into the charm of the mythological story.

This story is not an ordinary story in a vernacular novel. I believe that these great writers would not like stories that are too ordinary.

Luo Yu casually drew the most magnificent ancient building he had seen in recent days into the blueprint, which was as detailed as the architectural renderings of later generations.

She also wanted to draw some modern mechanical industrial drawings, such as cars and airplanes, but no one could understand them, and she couldn't show her uniqueness by drawing them.

When Qin Bingrui spoke,

"The ancestor said, 'Since you are gradually coming here, then so be it. What is your last name?' The Monkey King said, 'I have no gender. If someone scolds me, I don't get angry; if someone hits me, I don't get mad, I just return the favor. I have no gender in my life.' The ancestor said, 'That's not your gender. What were your parents' last names?'" The Monkey King said, 'I have no parents either.' The ancestor said, 'Since you have no parents, then you must have been born from a tree.' The Monkey King said, 'Although I wasn't born from a tree, I grew up in a rock. I only remember that there was a magical rock on the Flower-Fruit Mountain. One year, the rock broke, and I was born.' The ancestor was delighted to hear this and said, 'So, it's a natural creation. Get up and walk around so I can see.' The Monkey King jumped up and walked around twice."

Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Qin Bingrui was really good at it. As he was talking, he started to show his strength and directly put one leg on the stone bench, which made the two maids beside King Rui cover their mouths and laugh.

There is no such woman, but the stories she tells are really interesting and she is such an interesting soul.

As they talked, an hour passed and it was almost noon. Qin Bingrui had drunk four pots of tea. His mouth was dry and his throat was about to smoke. Even the cold food on the table took him a few gulps. His Royal Highness Prince Rui was afraid that he would interrupt the wonderful moment due to thirst, so he immediately asked the maid to bring some more cold desserts.

Luo Yu was also lucky enough to drink a bowl.

Of course, the story is endless, and Qin Bingrui stopped abruptly when he reached the most exciting part.

Prince Rui's face turned pale instantly.

Luo Yu immediately went over and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, Prince Rui, my work is complete. I hope Your Highness will be so kind as to take a look at it."

After watching, they quickly talked about what they had to say, as they still had to rush back for lunch!

It's really exhausting to try to please a mere King Rui.

King Rui was completely immersed in the story. It seemed that this mythological story was not much worse than those poems and songs. Without some literary talent, how could it be written so vividly and interestingly?

I never thought that this seemingly ordinary girl would be so unique.

Qin Bingrui knew the prince had misunderstood, and he immediately bowed and said, "I memorized this story after hearing it told several times by my master. I don't know which master wrote it, but I don't have the ability to write down such a classic."

"Since you can remember it, why not write it down and pass it down through the ages? How lucky would future generations be to be able to read such a magnificent and brilliant epic myth."

"No, that won't work. This must have already been written by someone else. I can't plagiarize it. By the way, Your Highness, please take a look at my sister's work. We'll be leaving soon after you've finished showing it."

"..."

Several scholars had just thought that this girl was truly a secretive person, but after hearing her explanation, they immediately began to think to themselves, "So she was just telling someone else's story, nothing special!" This had caused them to feel entangled for a long time, and they almost helped others to gain more confidence and eroded their own prestige.

Until Luo Yu presented his work to the public.

This is a work that was drawn by hand, stroke by stroke, and even the scale is the standard 1:100. Although there is no precise ruler for drawing, the proportion can be estimated accurately.

From the roof to the eaves, from the chiwen (mythical beasts at both ends of the main ridge) to the ridge beasts, from the lintels to the beams and columns, to the doors and windows to the platforms to every detail, all are expressed clearly with two-point perspective, so it looks three-dimensional.

There are several small buildings around the large building, wide roads and trees, which looks like a real city scene.

The work is not about how good the painting skills are, but about how realistic it is, even like a French construction drawing made by a professional craftsman to build a house.

If I were to annotate every item in the drawing, I'm afraid that would be enough.

Prince Rui stared blankly at Luo Yu and asked, "Miss Bai, which master craftsman did you learn this skill from?"

"We have a master who traveled all over the world, and now I don't know where he is."

We haven’t even started yet, the real business hasn’t even begun!

Qin Bingrui was so hungry that he was seeing stars. He even stuffed all the cakes on the stone table into his mouth.

"Okay, okay, you two will stay here for lunch today! Let's go."

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