After hearing Chen Ao's words, An Ning said happily: "If you say this, I will feel at ease. In fact, I have also blamed myself these days. You have not offended me. Why should I treat you with that attitude?"

Chen Ao refused to say anything, always feeling An Ning's thinking was a little divergent. He asked questions, which made him a little effort to answer. He thought he was here to treat her, but now this half-baked doctor has become a psychologist. Oh, how can he feel?

He looked up at An Ning. The passionate girl had a gentle face and a delicate body. She pursed her lips and looked at herself with a smile. Her skin was as white as fresh fresh water, her thin lips pursed, and she whispered to Chen Ao's gaze, "Chen Ao, what do you think I'm doing?"

Hey, I'm just allowed you to look at me, not to look at you? Chen Ao was moved and screamed in his heart that the person the princess missed at night would not be... It's so miserable, it's so miserable, it's going to be castrated...

Chen Ao was shocked, looking at his nose, looking at his nose, sitting in a dangerous place, and never dared to go around An Ning.

An Ning whispered in a low voice: "It's a pity that Chen Ao can't enter the palace at night. The moon in this palace is very beautiful. These days and moons are still round. If you can enjoy the moon in the pavilion with Chen Ao, it would be a pleasure!"

"I hate the moon!" Chen Ao couldn't help but shout in his heart. Seeing An Ning's passionate posture, the words spit out were like fairy sounds, with water mist in his beautiful eyes, and a look of yearning. He sighed unconsciously, then had an idea and said, "Why not like this, I'll make a painting for Your Highness."

An Ning said happily: "I have heard of Chen Ao's unparalleled painting skills in the palace, but today I want to see them."

Chen Ao thought to himself that although the artistic conception of painting with ink and wash is very good, it is inevitable that it will be distorted. Such a girl would be better for painting with watercolor. Then she asked An Ning if there was watercolor. An Ning just shook her head, Chen Ao was surfing, and her eyes fell on the makeup box against the wall, and there was a lot of rouge and water powder on it. He smiled in his heart, then went to find the brush and ink, and then took some rouge and paint, spread the paper, and thought for a while and said, "It is better to use a style of combining Chinese and Western styles to coax a girl."

I thought to myself that I immediately remembered several later painters who had been exploring the painting method of combining Chinese and Western styles and had achieved some success. However, although the painting skills they studied were novel, they were much worse in both artistic conception and other aspects, and were quite inconsistent. Even so, they were still quite ornamental in the eyes of laymen, and it was not a big problem to fool the little princess.

Chen Ao first got into the water and then began to splash ink. The process was very simple. In just a few dozen strokes, a sad moon rose slowly in the air on the mountains in the middle of the night. Chen Ao drank some rouge and began to color the moon. Unfortunately, there was no paint pen and the brush looked soft. Moreover, it was ink and water. There was no pencil to sketch and base it, so it was a bit difficult to color. The rouge and water powder had to be prepared. A small amount of water was added to make it more even. After half an hour, An Ning walked over and looked at it. His eyes lit up and said, "This moon is so beautiful."

Chen Ao was covered in pigments and dirty, and smiled and said, "Where, where, your highness is too good."

This painting is actually very simple, just the dull landscape. The layout mainly highlights the bright moon in the sky, the moon is dim and beautiful, just like the fairy Chang'e in the forbidden moon palace, lonely and bitter, and sad.

An Ning smiled with a smile: "Chen Ao, can this painting be given to me?"

Chen Aohe nodded: "Since I have made it, I will give it to His Highness."

An Ning said happily: "I must frame it. After looking at this Yue'er, I will think of Chen Ao." He felt that he was speechless, An Ning looked at Chen Ao carefully, his heart beat very fast, and his face was covered with flush.

Chen Ao's face was as usual, and he looked deaf, as if he had not heard An Ning's words, which taught An Ning to lose a little shyness.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" Yang Jian's voice came from outside the hall. Needless to say, Yang Jian was informing Chen Ao outside the palace. He deliberately raised the voice, just to ask Chen Ao inside to prepare.

Chen Ao was so open that he didn't care about it, so he carefully blew the painting dry. When Zhao Ji removed the Tiantian crown and crown garment, he came in wearing a round-necked brocade garment, An Ning happily greeted him, with a coquettish voice: "Father, look, Chen Ao painted the moon for his sons."

Zhao Ji walked to the desk with interest to look at the painting, and smiled and said, "No, good..." Then he held An Ning and said, "Is An Ning's illness better? It seems that the doctor I hired is pretty good." He looked at Chen Ao deeply, and then said, "Chen Ao, the illness has been cured, so accompany me out for a walk."

Chen Aohe nodded and said to An Ning: "Chen Ao takes his leave."

An Ning's eyes flashed with reluctance, and then she smiled and said, "Don't be polite to Chen Ao."

As Zhao Ji left the hall and was getting farther and farther away from the peaceful bedroom, Zhao Ji suddenly looked back and said with a straight face: "What kind of painting is that you made? Humph, a crooked way!"

In Zhao Ji's eyes, the so-called combination of Chinese and Western paintings was really unbearable. It was naturally difficult to get into An Ning just now. At this time, he didn't care much and said angrily: "Don't do such innovative things in the future. Be good painter, don't become a painter."

Chen Ao quickly claimed the crime, and he understood why Zhao Ji was so angry. His paintings were an artistic conception. In other words, the painters of this era all adhered to an inner cultivation consciousness of taking mountains as virtue and water as nature. For example, landscape paintings talked about a visual illusion consciousness that was close to the world, allowing people to experience the artistic conception, style, and aura in the painting.

Painting is self-cultivation, so the ancients' painting skills were only second-most important. The energy was invisible and intangible, but it was reflected in the painting. The aura of thousands of mountains and valleys was not only a visual manifestation, but also represented the painter's own thoughts and his own cultivation.

The painting that combines Chinese and Western styles can fool the little girl, but in Zhao Ji's opinion, this painting is really unbearable.

Zhao Ji sighed and said, "You go out of the palace. I know, you just want to make peace. I see that she looks better and you make a lot of money."

Chen Aohe nodded and left. After leaving Zhengde Gate, Chen Ao breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of the peaceful anger just now, his heart was empty. Liu Sheng in the distance was still waiting there. He was originally sending Chen Ao, but after the court was dispersed and the advice was over, many officials left the palace, but they did not see Master Chou's figure. He was a little anxious. After waiting for a long time, he saw Chen Ao coming out slowly in the dusk and greeted him happily, asking, "Master Chou, how are you doing in the palace examination?"

Chen Ao smiled and said, "I don't know, this palace examination is crucial." As he got on the carriage, Liu Sheng naturally didn't understand this sentence, but Chen Ao understood it again. The success or failure of the palace examination is no longer related to his honor and disgrace, but also to the direction of the entire national policy. The so-called questioning has no unique answer. This answer only exists in the emperor's heart. If Zhao Ji agrees with the Jinjin, then several Jinshi who requested the Northern Expedition will naturally be promoted first. If he agrees with waiting and see, Cheng Hui can take the lead. He wants to be the top scorer unless Zhao Ji can adopt his own opinions, weighs the right and right, and thinks that his countermeasures are the best.

Therefore, who is the top scholar is no longer a simple point of mentioning, and it is even closely related to the national destiny of the entire Song Dynasty. But what choice would Zhao Ji make?

Chen Ao consciously did what he should do. He sighed, a little tired, and was already drowsy as the carriage swayed gently.

A few days later, news came out one after another. The answer to the palace examination was not simply released, but issued by the imperial edict, which not only expressed the favorable attitude towards the Jinshi who participated in the palace examination, but also gave the Jinshi a prominent and transcendent status. The so-called disciples of the emperor were not just verbally speaking.

It is said that Wu Bi has received an order, saying that he was awarded a Jinshi. This order came out, and naturally the emperor was not satisfied with Wu Bi's performance in the palace examination. Wu Bi did not win the top three. As for the old Jinshi, they also received orders, and they were all Jinshi.

In other words, the top scorer in the imperial examination, the second place, Tanhua, will decide the winner among Shen Ao, Cheng Hui, and Xu Wei. Among these three people, Cheng Hui is against waiting and watching, Xu Wei is in charge of the battle, and Chen Ao is against peace with the Jin people. The three countermeasures are completely opposite. Among them, Cheng Hui's proposal is the most moderate, and it is said that he has the greatest hope of winning the top scorer. In addition, Xu Wei's countermeasures have also been recognized by many people in the market, but Chen Ao is quite unpopular.

In fact, the countermeasures for the palace examination have long been circulated. The Northern Expedition is the long-cherished wish of many people, and naturally it is a supporter. As for the threat from the Jin people, a few people will take care of it. To put it bluntly, ordinary people only think about food, clothing, housing and transportation, so how could they think so far? Chen Ao is just an ordinary person. The reason why he can see this clearly is probably due to the painful historical lessons.

If you didn’t have some understanding of history, I’m afraid that Chen Ao can do it, at most, as calm as Cheng Hui, would be quite good. It is very likely that he would become the advocate of the main war like Xu Wei.

When he returned to the mansion, even Zhou Heng was quite puzzled by Chen Ao. He came back angrily and questioned Chen Ao for a while, naturally, he talked about how the Liao people bullied the Song people. He also asked Chen Ao why not only did not support the Liao, but instead advocated the resistance of the Jin Dynasty. Chen Ao just smiled and it was difficult to go out these days, so he had to stay at home honestly, neither distinguishing nor quarrel with others.

On August 25th, the imperial edict came very late. The gate saw people coming from afar and immediately entered the house to report. Fortunately, everyone in the mansion knew that the imperial edict was coming sooner or later, and they were ready as soon as possible, so they were not panic.

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Chapter completed!