I also watched it for a long time and felt that Daya guessed it was reliable. In terms of the name and momentum of the flag, most of the people were drawn were Nurhaci. What should be drawn was the scene of the battle between the Later Jin and the Ming army. If the general in front was Nurhaci himself, then the seven people following behind were probably the Seven Dukes of Xingdi.

I turned around and looked at the second mural. This picture should be depicted in a hall. The large pillars that are connected to the sky are bright red. The two pillars are connected by a carved whole dragon. The dragon head sticks out of the eaves and the dragon tail goes straight into the hall, which looks particularly domineering and full of imperial spirit.

Judging from this posture, it should be the emperor's bedroom. It can be seen from the dotted and drawn interior palace lanterns. It should be at night. It seemed that a few moonlight could be seen through the gaps of the thick curtains. It fell on the large bed covered with golden quilts. There was a person lying on the bed, with a dry face and a stubborn bone, as if he was terminally ill. There was a row of people kneeling in front of the bed, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.

While I looked, I pointed my fingers and said to Daya, "It seems that the painting in front must be the painting Nurhaci, and the painting should be the secret of Nurhaci before his death. The seven people kneeling in front of the bed were still not yet drawn clearly. Now it seems that it is certain that it should be the Seventh Lord of Xingdi, but why is it so mysterious?"

After looking at it for a long time, Daya nodded and muttered to herself. It seems that we have not fainted yet this time, and the fainting is still valuable. If we survive a great disaster, we will definitely have a blessing.

I was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, so I turned around and stared at the third mural.

The scene of this mural is very large, with several different pictures combined together. After watching from the front to the back for a long time, I saw a look. The left side of the mural is the scene when the emperor ascended the throne, with lights and decorative colors, ministers worshipping each other, and the whole world celebrates together.

A man sat upright behind the dragon book case in the center, wearing a purple gold crown embedded on his head, and a bright yellow dragon robe. His face was like the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, his color was like a flower in spring morning, his temples were like a knife cut, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his eyes were shining with bright emperor spirit, and his majesty was like a hundred steps behind him.

The hall was kneeling down in a dark place, and the ceremony was solemn and full of celebration. The scene was magnificent and grand. It might be because I had been staring at it for a long time and felt like I had entered the whole scene. The scene in the painting was vividly displayed in front of my eyes. I heard bells and drums ringing in my ears, and the rituals and music were floating. The gates of the palace and the forbidden gardens were already opened. The civil and military officials paid homage to the emperor and waited for the orders. The light smoke from the incense burner rose, like a dream and an illusion, and unknowingly sank into it, stunned on the spot.

"Hey, Lai Liang, Lai Liang, why are you stunned?" Daya saw that my eyes were straight and motionless, and pushed me next to me.

I woke up like a dream after a sudden excitement. I shook my head gently, then I saw the big teeth next to me clearly. I looked up at the mural again, and couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. Could it be that the painting was so realistic that I could see it inspiring? Or could the mural itself be so enchanting? If it weren't for being with Big teeth and I was alone, what would happen next? I really couldn't imagine the consequences. When I thought about it, I was a little scared and sweated all over.

I swallowed, turned my head to Big Teeth and said, "This is a bit weird. As I looked at it, I felt that I could hear some sounds in this painting. I almost got my mind confused. Be more careful."

After hearing what I said, Daya obviously didn't believe it. She looked surprised and looked up at the mural and shook her head constantly. She asked me with some uncertainty if the mural depicts Huang Taiji ascended the throne?

I thought about it rationally and nodded: "Since these murals are narrative murals, they should be made according to time. From a historical perspective, this picture depicts the scene of the emperor ascending the throne and going to court, and it must be Huang Taiji. And the three people who led the kneeling in front should be the other three of the 'Four Great Bellers', Dai Shan, Amin and Mangourtai."

Daya nodded continuously when I heard it reasonable and well-founded.

There are many mural scenes on this wall, and then the scenes of war are also drawn, which are almost all of which are brave and good at fighting, killing the enemy forces to flee in panic. It is obvious that it is basically singing the great achievements of Huang Taiji in the east to fight against North Korea and the west to fight against the Ming Dynasty. As for when these battles took place in history, Daya and I don’t know.

Next, it depicts the natural scenery of the mountains and rivers, with wilderness, long grass and few people. The hazy distant mountains are covered with a layer of veil, and the shadows are wide, sometimes far and sometimes near, and even far away in the misty clouds and mists. It is like a few light ink, smearing on the blue horizon. You can vaguely see two people on the mountain, but they are very small, with no intention. I really can't figure out why a landscape painting was painted here, and it occupies a large area. This narrative mural won't be idle enough to let the painter perform his skills in his painting skills, right?

I was confused and had to continue looking down. The next one was drawn in front of a thatched house. The yard was very simple, a typical farmhouse. Under the wall to the west of the yard, there was a yellow cow lying on it. It seemed that some grass clippings were still stuck on it. Under the southwest wall not far from the ox, shovels, picks, hoes and other farm tools were arranged in a row.

The colors of the entire scene are very single, and compared with the magnificent momentum of the entire mural, it seems a bit out of place. Such a simple scene appears in such a beautiful mural, like a piece of dog skin plaster on its smooth skin, which is so awkward. I couldn't think of why I had to create such a scene.

Daya was like me, with a confused look on her face, pointing at the mural on the wall and muttering: "Hey, this is awesome, it's all about the emperor and the court, why did she even make a thatched house? It's like wearing a suit and top, and her whole sweatpants, which is not uncommon? And, let's see, the two people in the room are all dressed as people's outfits, and how can the flat-headed ordinary people be with these founding emperors? What does this mean? The person on the right is also majestic and solemn in terms of figure and appearance, but the person on the left is thin, like an egg bun that has not grown, and is also painted with a back, mysterious."

Listening to Daya's nagging, I was also thinking about this matter in my mind. As Daya said, this painting was a bit inconsistent. I looked at the person in the painting with the face facing us. The momentum on the man seemed to have an invisible sense of oppression. This kind of terrifying momentum would never be something that a commoner could have. So I unconsciously glanced into the painting ahead, which surprised me a lot.

The more you look, the more you look. Although the painting is not as realistic as the current photos, the painter's painting is also extremely vivid and vivid, and it is so deep. After comparing it, I found that this person is very similar to the person in the painting in front of him, and even the same look. The more you look, the more excited you feel.

I pulled Daya's arm and pointed to the mural. I felt that my voice changed a little: "Daya, take a closer look at the first scene. The three people kneeling under Huang Taiji, namely Amin, Daishan and Manguertai, were very particular in the past. From the picture, it can be inferred that the person on the right should be Manguertai. The one on the left should be Daishan, and the one in the middle is Amin. Look at these three people who look more like the big man with a face in the thatched hut?"

After hearing what I said, Daya became interested. After running to the front and looking carefully for a while, he ran to the back and looked at the big man in the thatched hut. He went over and over again and again, and finally said with some uncertainty: "It seems that the person on the far right is the man from Mangourtai. His body is a bit similar, and his head size looks similar to his beard."

I felt more confident when I heard Daya say this. After all, my judgment alone has some subjective factors, while both of them think so objectively and fairly.

I smiled and said, "Daya, you finally didn't get it this time. I just discovered it, which is consistent with your opinion. The person in this thatched house should be Sanbeile Mangourtai, and only things related to people with such an identity will be painted in this mural. He was dressed like this in his identity, and dressed up as a commoner, disguised, probably a very important and secret matter. Who is the person he met? Who is worthy of letting Sanbeile, who was so polite to the world and meet in the wilderness?"

This time, Daya got enlightened and smiled at me: "Lu Liang, it seems that you are just smart for a while. You are not afraid of opponents like tigers, but teammates like pigs. I feel more and more unable to do it when working with you. Isn't this obvious, these murals are not independent posters at all, but comic strips. Let's look for other paintings to see if there is any thin person?"

After Daya said this, I felt enlightened. I woke up and quickly urged Daya to lift the candle and start searching from the first mural.

The scenes of each mural are very large, and most of them are war scenes, and it is really hard to find. Fortunately, many characters are roughly illustrated, and there are not many characters that are really portrayed, but that's it. Daya and I ran seven or eight times before we vaguely found some clues.
Chapter completed!