Chapter 538 540. Drawing

Gu Wenheng was more inclined to believe that this person was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. He did not believe that the Dongyi people who had invaded repeatedly were unaware that General Zhou had an obvious scar on his face.

"It seems that your Dongyi intelligence is just like this," Gu Wenheng said sarcastically, "But it is also true that you are all cowards who hide their heads and show their tails. How could you have the honor to see the true appearance of our General Zhou.

I am here to introduce you to this person, this is General Zhou of our dynasty."

Then he pointed at Prince Zuo Tengshang in the hall and said, "This man is Prince Zuo Tengshang of the Dongyi tribe who was fished out of the sea by General Zhou last time.

General Zhou is busy with official duties every day and has not had time to see the prisoner. "

How could Prince Zuo Tengshang not know that these people were humiliating and belittling him, so he lowered his head to hide the vicious look in his eyes.

"You want to see the general?"

"That's right. I have already reached an agreement with your Gu Zhifu a few days ago. When will you let me return home?"

Zhou Shixiong, "That's easy. Since the prefect Gu has already agreed to your request, I will give him some face. The ship I salvaged earlier has been repaired, but the journey is long, so I have to give you some time to prepare.

As for the route along the way, you have to map it out."

Prince Zuo pointed at his head and said, "No need to bother with this. I will make arrangements for you once we are at sea."

Zhou Shixiong shook his head, "In that case, you are too insincere.

Let me tell you something that everyone knows. You and I are old enemies. Do you think this general will trust you?

Don't worry, as long as you hand over the waterway, this general will definitely follow the waterway and will not go around randomly."

Prince Zuo stepped forward, "..." Although the officials here were rigid and schemed one after another, he had no choice but to continue.

"This king is not good at painting, there is really no way to describe it..."

General Zhou looked at him with disdain, "No matter how useless the barbarians are, there should be someone who can be used, right?

Is it possible that among the thousands of people who came with you this time, there is not a single person who is good at painting?"

The sarcasm in the other party's eyes was too obvious. Even if Prince Zuo wanted to talk and get away with it, he couldn't swallow this.

"Of course there are..." As soon as the words fell, Prince Zuo's face immediately turned dark. Damn it, he fell into the provocation of these people.

From the moment he walked into the lobby, he was plotted against by these people.

The other party treated me like a prisoner from beginning to end.

In the whole hall, there were only a few officials sitting high up, and he was alone, not only did he not even have a place to sit, which invisibly put him above others.

He was the first to lose his temper in such an unequal confrontation.

At this point, he knew he couldn't pass this test. "Although I'm not good at painting, I can still draw a navigation map. I'll prepare the pen and ink for you."

This was his weak counterattack. As long as the other party provided pens, ink, paper and inkstone, he would naturally have tables and chairs.

But he obviously underestimated the shamelessness of these people, and a small low table was placed directly in front of the lobby.

The ancient prefect who had left the worst impression on him smiled and said, "I know that you Dongyi people like to kneel down to write the most. This desk was specially made by someone in this prefecture. Your Excellency Prince Zuo, please try it and see if it suits your taste.

Otherwise, I can have someone re-order it, so that it will be more convenient for His Excellency Prince Zuo to have it in need in the future."

There were several sneering voices coming from all around, and Prince Zuo knew in his heart that this was obviously a mockery of him.

Being a prisoner once is bad enough, and you still think about the future.

He looked down at the small tabletop, wondering who was the unlucky one to describe the table they usually used to these people.

Compared with the desk in the hall, this is simply a humiliation.

What did Prefect Gu say before? He just wanted him to kneel down to study. Did he really think that he knew nothing about the Rong Dynasty? Only those who committed crimes or were lowly people would kneel in the hall.

Now, facing this situation, if he hadn't thought about returning to Dongyi as soon as possible to settle accounts with those unfilial sons, he would really spit out blood.

There were only two choices before him: either walk away on the spot and preserve his dignity as a prince.

Another option is to endure the anger for a while, swallow the humiliation, and wait for the return in the future.

Gu Wenheng was not a harsh person, but the evil things that Dongyi had done in the years that followed made him feel that what he had done now was not enough, and might even be a little more excessive.

Zhou Shixiong looked down upon these Dongyi people. "Hurry up. This general does not have so much free time to waste with you here."

The murderous aura that was blowing towards him forced Prince Zuo to make a choice instantly.

So what if he kneels down to write? Sooner or later, he will be treated the same way as these people.

The people present saw Prince Zuo holding the brush awkwardly and writing with difficulty.

Lu Shenggen asked Wu Yichen beside him in a low voice, "Sir Wu, this is not the prince of a country, why does he write so awkwardly? Doesn't their country teach them to read and write?"

Wu Yichen glanced at the people in the hall and said, "Lord Lu, I am curious too.

He can't even hold the pen properly. It seems that the Dongyi people don't usually write with a brush.

They write like this, probably because they want to imitate us.

It's a pity that these barbaric countries have no background, so it's inevitable that there will be some fun things, we can just watch and laugh. "

When Gu Wenheng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched. Even if the two wanted to whisper, they should not be so loud. Prince Zuo, who was writing furiously below, had already paused several times. He was afraid that the other party might not hold the pen well and drop ink on the paper, and then they would have to start all over again. This was simply a waste of everyone's time.

Vice General Wang and his men were not so gentlemanly. "Master Wu is right. I have broadened my horizons after arriving here today."

Gu Wenheng had to be repositioned in her mind. He looked like a weak civil servant, but the things he did were particularly in line with the duties of a military general.

Prince Zuo Tengshang was neither deaf nor dumb, so he could only endure the ridicule from these people.

With a force on his wrist, the line in his hand shifted! He added a few more strokes without making a sound, and then put down the brush.

"That's quite a quick move. Let's also appreciate Prince Dongyi's paintings." He Gaofei was now standing next to Prince Zuo's Teng, looking down from above.

"Seeing such painting skills, I feel very relieved." He Gaofei stroked his beard.

"No wonder it's the Dongyi Kingdom. This level..."

At this moment, Wu Yichen also came over and sighed.

Deputy General Wang couldn't help but stand up at this moment, "I am a little curious after hearing what you said. It seems that you think highly of this painting..."

Deputy General Wang's eyes suddenly became subtle.

(End of this chapter)