You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 262 How could it be him? Don’t let Mr. Bai know

The date for negotiations between the two Koreas is approaching.

Bai Wan and Ling Shumo are the two heroes, one is responsible for words and the other is responsible for painting.

King Song Yuanshan of Qing appointed Ling Shumo as Imperial Censor and sent him as an envoy to negotiate with Nanying.

Because Han Miaoran was already a renowned painter and his talent was passed down from generation to generation, it was impossible to give him a higher position as a painter.

Therefore, Bai Wan was appointed as the first painting historian of Daqing. As the accompanying painter, he was responsible for recording the negotiation events in detail, and was promised to be appointed as the chief academician of the Daqing Hanlin Academy of Painting.

However, Bai Wan refused.

He did not want to live the life of painting for the royal family and nobles, and had to paint without the emperor's order, nor did he want to paint things he did not want to paint.

Ling Shumo and Bai Wan both reported that after the negotiations between Qing Dynasty and Nanying, they would resign from their posts and retire from worldly affairs.

Song Yuanshan looked at the two of them meaningfully, feeling that he didn't quite understand.

How could there be anyone in this world who would give up power and status just to pursue the free and unrestrained life of poetry and painting that one desires?

Perhaps, all calligraphers and painters are like this!

He actually misjudged the two men's ambitions for their careers, especially Ling Shumo's. After all, he wholeheartedly thought that this man would seek power by taking advantage of a favor.

Finally agreed.

Song Yuanshan sent some of his trusted lieutenant generals to negotiate.

Before leaving, he received a painting and calligraphy work titled "Penglai Mythology" which was a collaboration between Bai Wan and Ling Shumo.

The young man in the painting is an ordinary citizen. He watches the struggle between the gods and demons in the sky and tries to open the cloud door in the sky.

But this cloud gate cannot be opened, once it is opened all the people will be in danger of destruction.

Some people around him tried to stop him, but the boy ignored them.

Behind the clouds are the sufferings of all living things and the Buddha's light shining in harmony with each other, as if the difference between God and the devil is only a thought away in this young man's mind.

At the top is the elegant and fierce inscription written by Ling Shumo: Penglai Mythology

Then, there is the common seal of the two: ink dyeing

Song Yuanshan looked at the painting and seemed to see the years of war between Daying and Xuanli, as well as the conflict he was about to face.

He could not help but wave his hand: "Pass the order down, frame this painting well. Hang it in this king's bedroom from now on."

Now, he has the power and strength that others look up to, and he can definitely compete with Nan Ying.

A carriage a hundred meters away.

Someone is looking back.

Bai Wan believed that Song Yuanshan should understand the idea of a truce after the smoke of war in the painting, but...

He personally likes the people to be happy and does not like war, but he cannot control the conflicts in the world.

Ling Shumo, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to see through his thoughts and held his hand in dismay: "You draw so straightforwardly, most people can understand it."

Today’s white peas have long lost the exquisite techniques of the past.

He pursues paintings that ordinary people can understand.

His paintings today seem to be able to capture people's hearts at will.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. I'm tired..."

After saying this, Bai Wan leaned back and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Ling Shumo lifted his head onto his shoulder and gently rubbed his hair.

"You're fine..."

"I've been painting for two days without sleep. I should take a break!"

He lowered his head and was about to kiss the other person intimately, but unexpectedly a voice came suddenly.

"Report to Lord Ling, Lord Bai. This is an urgent scroll sent by Chi Jiang!"

Ling Shumo was interrupted when he was rarely in a relationship. He recognized the voice as that of the deputy general in the marching army and thought about it for a while.

After a while, he gently put Bai Wan's head down on the cushion, covered it with a small blanket, and then tiptoed to the curtain of the carriage.

A Yan, who was riding a horse next to him, felt heartburned when he saw this.

The look in Lord Ling's eyes was exactly the same as that of Mr. Bai a few days ago, wanting to kill someone.

My heart skipped a beat...

So he looked over and the soldier who was reporting stammered:

"Yes, Master Ling. It seems that... the location of the negotiation is set at Qingliang Temple in Chijiang County, and this is the new document..."

Ling Shumo took it and his expression changed slightly: "How could it be him?!"

He looked at the sleeping person behind the curtain with some confusion. Bai Wan seemed to be still in a light sleep and showed no signs of waking up.

"Don't let Lord Bai know about this before entering Chijiang County."

A Yan's eyes widened. Wasn't it that Nan Ying's negotiating envoy was Li Simeng, the deputy envoy of the Xiang Army?

Probably no one would have expected it.

Prime Minister Li, who once held great power in the court, was dismissed and reinstated several times, and was favored by Emperor Jiaxing to the point of being a lawless official.

After the fall of Daying's capital, he entered Nanying, but was unexpectedly demoted by the new emperor Xuanxing.

This treacherous minister, who was a high-ranking official, has now been demoted to an eighth-rank minor official.

His official position was even one level lower than that of his son.

Ling Shumo looked at the document in his hand and couldn't help feeling a little worried, wondering how Bai Wan would deal with it.

This former mentor and powerful official was indeed a person that caused the two of them to feel conflicted.

If Li Simeng had not forced Han Miaoran to paint portraits of the dead when he was a child, it would not have left him with a lifelong trauma.

Moreover, he was imprisoned by the Empress Dowager Cixi in a villa outside the capital, which caused him to be seriously injured and lose his memory for five years, turning into a white pea.

Even Bai Wan was framed when he painted the picture of Princess Dianyang, which led to Jiang Zhou becoming blind, and how he was detained by Xuan Li and almost died.

Li Simeng is probably responsible for everything.

This man really taught them everything he knew and took care of them in every detail.

He was once as close to young Han Miaoran and himself as a father and son, but there were so many contradictions.

This meeting between master and disciple will inevitably accumulate all the inappropriateness.

Ling Shumo didn't know what to do and had to hide the document in his sleeve.

The carriage rolled gently over the bluestone slabs and suddenly stopped.

The light from the curtain came through the gap and shone between someone's tightly closed brows.

White Pea wakes up!