Chapter 514 Foolish Man (37)
On New Year's Day, the entire palace becomes lively, and rows of palace maids and eunuchs can often be seen on the road carrying red couplets and lanterns, going back and forth between palaces.
Every year, today is a big day in the palace, because various countries will send envoys to the palace to pay tribute. It is also the only day on which the families of the queens of each palace are allowed to visit the palace.
Just after noon, before lunch was finished, Zhao Chao was picked up by Wang Gonggong.
There are four painters in the entire banquet venue, describing and recording the dinner from four angles. The words can exaggerate the emotions, while the paintings can vividly reproduce the grand ceremony of the day.
Zhao Chao was placed about five meters below the emperor's head, so that he could have an overview of the whole situation without being too obvious.
Because no one could enter the main hall on the day of the state banquet, Jiang Tang pretended to be a palace maid and sneaked in. He stood not far away from Zhao Chao and watched him draw with great concentration since the dinner.
The mission progress has increased to ninety.
When the state banquet is over, the paintings of the Zhao Dynasty will be preserved as important recorded cultural relics. With the demise of this dynasty, his paintings will be taken to the imperial mausoleum, and some of them will definitely be passed down to the next dynasty.
In other words, she only needs to wait for Zhao Chao's dependence value to reach full, and her mission in this world will be completed.
After the state banquet.
Dependency value: 95
Mission progress: 96.
Emperor Yuan Heng particularly loved the paintings of the Zhao Dynasty, especially the one he created at the state banquet, with golden cups and cups, which was even hung in the imperial study room by the emperor.
Authentic works of the Zhao Dynasty are circulated and auctioned among the people, and dignitaries in Kyoto are all proud of having a painting by Zhao.
This time the task progress was overfulfilled, and Zhao Chaozhen founded a painting school - Zhao Chao Landscape Painting School.
Jiang Tang did not expect that Emperor Yuan Heng would love Zhao Chao's paintings so much that he even asked the seven-year-old prince to worship Zhao Chao as his teacher.
In just three years, the 21-year-old Zhao Chao became famous all over the world. There are too many great masters in the world, all of whom became famous at a young age and made a sensation in the world.
The Zhao Dynasty was no exception. Nowadays, his paintings are hard to find. The painting of Emperor Yuan Heng's accession to the throne was also made by his own hands.
This is the first year that Zhao Chao moved to Kyoto. Last night it snowed for the first time this year. Zhao Chao walked out of the snow in a thick cyan cloak. The boy has grown into a man and his figure has become more upright. The slender, originally youthful facial features have now become more three-dimensional, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes are slightly upward. Even if she is not smiling, she has a calm and elegant temperament.
Behind Zhao Chao, followed an old man. The old man followed Zhao Chao into the courtyard carrying a medicine box.
The maid opened the heavy curtain for them, and the sound of wind and snow in their ears suddenly stopped. Zhao Chao took off his cloak and walked straight into the room.
The light in the room was dim, and the faint sound of coughing could be heard. Zhao Chao walked in quickly, sat on the bedside and helped the person on the bed.
"Jiang Tang, I have found the best doctor in the palace for you."
When the coughing stopped, Jiang Tang felt that his head was buzzing. His pale face was thin and his chin was pointed, with a sickly look on his face.
Zhao Chao felt extremely distressed and his eyes were red with fear. He quickly put his hand on the stove to bake, then reached out to Jiang Tang's back and patted it gently.
The imperial doctor walked in and took Jiang Tang's pulse. Zhao Chao frowned and stared at the imperial doctor's hand on Jiang Tang's wrist.
"Eh..."
The imperial doctor sighed, then took back his hand and shook his head.
"Master Zhao, my wife is suffering from tuberculosis, and there is no cure for it. But as long as you calm down and nurse yourself back to health, take medicine with ginseng water every day, and don't get angry or happy, then you will be fine."
(End of chapter)