Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

Chapter 295:

It is a picture scroll that has traveled through thousands of years and presented in the eyes of later generations.

The moment I saw the content, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room suddenly fell into silence.

The host did not speak either.

In the picture, there are three men and six women, either handsome without a wife, or as elegant as an orchid, or charming and beautiful, or a country of natural beauty.

What they have in common is beauty. This kind of beauty is not only the beauty of the skin, but a certain kind of beauty to the extreme.

The picture trembled lightly, and these beauties in Chinese costumes traveled through a thousand years and "lived" over, Yingying got up and saluted the camera.

Hi!

The host also came back to his senses and said with a smile: "What everyone saw just now is a virtual picture that has been re-engraved one by one. The original work has now been collected in the Qing Provincial Museum. If you are interested, you can wait until the opening visit and go to the Qingzhou Museum to appreciate it.”

[Wow, I said, such a baby, so casually opened and shown to us. 】

[Hey, I think the nine people in this painting don't seem to look like the angels I imagined, but when I saw this painting, I couldn't even breathe for a reason. One point, this is the legend, for fear of being abrupt beauty? 】

I, who have no artistic skills, can feel the shocking beauty at the first sight. 】

The host went to another wooden box, which was a picture of traveling in spring.

Another wooden box is a picture of a banquet in the Zhou Palace.

In this small stone room, there are a total of five works, all of which are extremely well preserved.

The host said: "Everyone knows that Master Mu's tomb was once touched by tomb thieves, and the buried goods were ordinary things. We used to think that the most precious treasures had been stolen by those thieves. Destroyed, I didn't expect..."

There is a hint of admiration in his expression: "Master Mu's pursuit and love for art is really admirable."

He opened the last wooden box in the corner.

Open and empty.

The host said: "In here, there were originally some of Master Mu's favorite ancient books and copybooks, a summary of his life written by the master, and the founder of this secret room, Gongsun The biography and other precious documents written by Master Yun for Master Mu have now been collected in the Qing Provincial Museum.”

When the host said this, his tone suddenly became excited:

"Today's live broadcast, in addition to showing everyone that we have discovered such invaluable cultural relics, has a very important purpose."

"The name Mu Xing, the great painter, has been misunderstood for too many years."

Through March, almost all the hot spots on the Internet were occupied by the name Mu Xing.

It all started with that live broadcast.

In addition to the few extremely precious and well-preserved scrolls, the biggest gain of this excavation work is to correct the name of "Mu Xing".

The autobiography that Mu Xing wrote to himself in his later years was very simple, but he recorded his life in a simple and plain tone: he was born noble, young and beautiful, several years of ups and downs in the officialdom, and a fiancee and cousin who had a childhood sweetheart , died of an illness before he even went to the door. Originally, his mind was light on the relationship between men and women, and the death of his cousin made him even more cold, and from then on, he focused on the picture scroll. At the age of thirty-five, when he resigned from office, he was alone, accompanied by the breeze and bright moon, and traveled around the week, never lacking good wine and good friends. The only unfortunate thing is that in his later years, he has not been able to find a good disciple.

Mu Huarong written by others is undoubtedly much more vivid.

Gongsun Yun is one of his best friends. The two lived together for two years in Wuxiu Mountain outside Yuanyang City. One studied craftsmanship and the other studied painting skills.

He said that Mu Xing didn't care about the things outside his body. The jade pendant golden crown, and even the outer robe was taken out. At that time, the nobility was very serious, and it was a shameful behavior that they would rather starve to death than be disgraced.

Mu Xing doesn't care about these false names, except for his paintings, he doesn't care about anything else.

The other party laughed, pointed to the paintings and calligraphy in his study, and said: My sweet wife and concubines are all here.

In addition to Gongsun Yun, the biography also includes a few interesting stories with Mu Xing written by several of their mutual friends.

A person named Li Yu mentioned one thing: Dazhou's open folk customs and Mu Xing's talent and appearance have attracted countless girls' hearts. The daughter of General Lu Gong stopped his car in the street and wanted to marry her with a heavy gift. Mu Xing replied: A little lady like you is loved by the family, beautiful and virtuous, and you should find a husband who loves you and values you. I just have a pair of stinky skins empty, I don't know Lianxiangxiyu, I'm not worthy of you.

Later, the lady of the Lu family married and gave birth to a child, and still admired Mu family Langjun very much. You can see how popular this guy was at the time.

The only requirement for painting is extremely high. He demanded perfection in his works, even if a stone in a snow scene was not positioned well enough, he would destroy that painting. Therefore, there are not many works left by him in the world, each of which is a treasure, and countless nobles and dignitaries have exhausted their minds to obtain an authentic work of Mu Lang.

…

For ordinary people, the things written by Gongsun Yun and others are far more shocking and caring than Mu Xing's works.

According to their statement, then Mu Xing has been killed for thousands of years in history.

It is rumored that he loves to paint after sex, the style of his works often changes, and the quality of his works varies.

But his friend said that he has a very correct attitude towards painting and has extremely high requirements for works, and every work is a fine work.

Unofficial history records that he has a good **** and is not taboo between men and women.

But his friend said that Mu Langjun concentrated on the way of painting. After his fiancée died, he never married his wife, and there was no concubine by his side. No matter if he has a deep love for his fiancée or is obsessed with art to keep himself clean, this person has nothing to do with the rumored Mu Xing.

But his friend said that he was polite and humble, he would rather ruin his reputation than delay a beautiful woman, and he was the man who made countless great Zhou and noble girls never forget.

Which is more true, the rumor or the description of his friend?

Is there anything else to say?

For a while, various hot topics:

#We all owe Mu Xing an apology#

#Mu Xing a painting master who was miserable by unofficial history#

#So Fenghualu really didn't lie to me#

Feng Hua Lu became the biggest winner.

Taking advantage of this great archaeological discovery and Mu Xing's current popularity in the whole network, "Fenghualu" officially opened the public beta.

Under the guidance of the public opinion of the breaking dawn company, despite all the opinions and insisting on not changing the original intention, unwilling to change the "Fenghualu" set by Mu Xing, it has also become a game of conscience, respecting history, having A synonym for wind.

It's hot.

The family was dumbfounded.

I just wanted to mess with you, but you actually put a king bomb.

This is no fun!

And, because of the Mu Xing incident, all kinds of textual research and popularization of historical celebrities have become popular on the Internet.

Many netizens who don't usually pay attention to this aspect suddenly realized that many common sense perceptions we thought were actually wrong.

For example, Ms. Song Mianian, who is obviously a very talented woman, improved the loom, and mingled with her husband. But in various dramas and rumors, she became a prostitute who hooked up with her husband and killed her husband;

For example, Zheng Qi, the prototype of the reckless husband Zheng Qi, was a general who guarded the border, but in various rumors, he became a vicious man who killed his original wife's entire family in order to marry the daughter of a high-ranking official.

…There are many misinformation, just to count.

Therefore, a vigorous "activities to rectify the names of innocent historical figures" have been launched on the Internet, which has washed away the stigma of many ancients, but we will talk about it later.

After the game opened, the Red Sleeve Garden has become the most popular check-in attraction for players.

Of course, they don't see Mu Xing very often.

On this day, Mu Xing and Zhinao drank on the water pavilion in the Red Sleeve Garden.

"Thank you, my friend." Mu Xing raised a glass of wine and thanked him sincerely, "Without your help, I don't know how long it would take me to wait for this day."

Zhi Nao also raised the glass and said softly: "No, I have to thank you too."

I made a friend. For the first time, he learned to experience the taste of a glass of wine using a simulated taste instead of database perception.

Not bad.

Mu Xing was in a good mood and drank a lot of wine. He usually wouldn't get drunk if he didn't want to. Today, because he was happy, he deliberately asked Zhinao not to give orders.

Let yourself drink to your heart's content.

When it comes to real alcohol, he is not good.

After a while, his cheeks turned red and double vision began to appear in front of him.

Consciousness gradually became chaotic, but there was still a hint of clarity. Mu Xing supported his head and said slowly: "I seem to be... a little drunk."

The figure of Zhinao in front of him became blurred.

Mu Xing was lazy both physically and mentally. He was about to lie down and sleep comfortably, but someone in his mind wouldn't let him live.

"Mu Xing, Mu Xing! Wake up!"

"Don't sleep, be careful, don't believe..."

It is the sound of the light group.

What he said, but Mu Xing was about to fall asleep right now, and he couldn't hear at all.

His consciousness fell into darkness.

Sleep for a long time.

For so long, Mu Xing forgot who he was.

In the darkness, a ray of light suddenly appeared.

He opened his eyes blankly.

"What a poor child, at such a young age, his parents are gone."