Chapter 547 The King's Front (4)

The setting sun has become as dazzling as the rising sun against the black and white background after adding a few swipes of red, and the artistic conception of the whole painting has also changed abruptly. , as if it was going to hell step by step. But now, the setting sun has turned into the rising sun, and the refugees are moving in the direction of the rising sun, adding a hope to this miserable atmosphere, making the watchers feel that as long as they persist, they will finally usher in the sunshine.

Just a few changes can bring about such an effect, Fu Yunyan's eyes lit up and praised: "A Xin, you have done a great job!"

Nangong Xin said without modesty, "My sister said the same thing."

"What's so good?" A majestic voice rang out, and I saw a man in his thirties, wearing a black dark-patterned brocade robe and a white marble belt around his waist, when he arrived at Yunlan Pavilion. He, Fu Yunyan immediately asked An Dao with a smile, "Uncle Huang." This person is the emperor of the Dayu Dynasty.

The emperor glanced at Nangong Xin angrily, and asked, "What are you two doing here?" As he said that, he took a few steps forward, and his eyes couldn't help but stay on the painting on the stone table.

This painting was brought by the emperor. The aftertaste of the refugee incident a few days ago has not disappeared. In the early morning of this day, a censor sent this painting, which made his heart depressed to the extreme. The eldest princess Yong Yang will invite some children to come to the mansion to play today. She simply brought no one with her, so she came over. He thought that he was going out to relax, but he also brought this painting with him.

Sitting in the Yunlan Pavilion, he couldn't help but open the painting again, but the more he looked at it, the more irritable his chest became, so he went out for a walk. He didn't expect to see these two children spoiling the painting as soon as he came back. Time was a little annoyed, but now...

The emperor stared intently at the painting, especially at the rising sun with a touch of red. After a long time, he seemed to have recovered his voice and said, "Wonderful! How wonderful!"

Disasters descended from heaven, officials were corrupt, refugees went north... Although the world is not satisfactory, this does not mean despair. The Dayu Dynasty is only a few decades old. Although there are still refugees and starvation, the life of the people is much better than before.

The Dayu Dynasty is like the rising sun on the drawing paper, making the emperor believe that one day, the world will be harmonious.

"Wonderful!" The emperor gave a high five and praised, "Who changed this?"

Fu Yunyan said proudly, "It's A Xin."

"It's me!" Nangong Xin also raised his hand and said, "Uncle Huang." Naturally, he didn't know that the person in front of him was the emperor. He only heard Fu Yunyan calling him "Uncle Huang".

The emperor was stunned for a moment at his name, thinking that this child is really unrecognizable, but he didn't blame him, but asked warmly: "What's your name, I... I don't seem to have seen you before. "He heard that the little aunt only invited a few of her own children to come here today, and he did not seem to have seen this child from his royal uncle and siblings.

Nangong Xin grinned and replied, "My name is Nangong Xin."

"Nangong...Are you a child of the Nangong family?" The emperor thought for a moment and asked, "Who is Nangong Yue?"

Nangong Xin raised her head and said proudly, "It's my sister."

The emperor remembered that Nangong Yue had asked her for a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum for her brother. She seemed to have mentioned that her brother was mentally disadvantaged, and he was a pity for a while. Now it seems that although this child named Nangong Xin is a little innocent, he is not as "stupid" as he imagined, especially that painting... This kind of artistic conception is not something that anyone can change. of!