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    Xiao Jing can¡¯t understand such a person, nor can he understand such a thing.

    He was cut with a knife since he was a child and sent to the palace.

    Therefore, for him, it is a transaction, a transaction in which a certain part of the body is exchanged for wealth.

    At this moment, Liu Jian felt even more heartbroken.

    ???????????????? It would be fine if it was just a man with white hair giving a man with black hair. Seeing his son in such a state, he could not imagine how much pain he had endured in the process of being riddled with wounds.

    Emperor Hongzhi didn¡¯t know how to comfort him.

    No matter what, the most important thing now is to save Liu Jie.

    He now remembered that he had met Liu Jie. When Liu Jie was nominated for the gold medal, he was also very high-spirited.  At that time, this young man gave Emperor Hongzhi a vigorous vitality.

    But now

    It¡¯s so shocking.

    If he hadn¡¯t seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Hongzhi would not have thought that such a person existed in the world.

    The ministers beside him couldn't bear to look at Liu Jie on the couch. They couldn't look directly at him and couldn't help feeling ashamed.

    It is said that the official duties are busy, and the case is the case, but compared with Liu Jie, how can these words say that these words are easy to say.

    Only Ouyang Zhi had no expression on his face, with a dull look on his face.

    Fang Jifan personally poured a cup of tea for Emperor Hongzhi, and then poured another cup for Liu Jian. Finally, he held another cup of tea and drank lightly. The others glanced at Fang Jifan, and their Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.

    Tea is addictive. If you don¡¯t take a sip, you will always feel that it is missing a little bit of flavor.

    Emperor Hongzhi was silent for a long time. Seeing that Liu Jie had not yet woken up, he suddenly looked around and said, "Where is the prince?"

    "This" Fang Jifan also looked around. Just now, this guy was still nagging like Xianglin's wife. Why did he suddenly disappear?

    Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, I haven't seen him. I think it's because after an operation, His Royal Highness is exhausted and tired, so he went to rest."

    "Oh." Emperor Hongzhi accepted this explanation. He just nodded, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

    A while passed.

    Zhu Houzhao came in excitedly and said: "The painting is done, the painting is done."

    Everyone looked up and looked at the excited Zhu Houzhao, some were surprised and some were stunned.

    ""

    Zhu Houzhao held a large piece of paper in his hand and walked quickly as he walked straight to the front of Emperor Hongzhi. The large paper spread out and revealed in front of everyone was a sketch of the human body, which was drawn with charcoal and actually had perspective.  Effect.

    Zhu Houzhao once spent some time with a group of prisoners of Franji, and learned the painting skills of Franji from there.

    This perspective view of the human body is very realistic, even the names of the people are given. In order to prevent everyone from being unable to understand, the scarlet word "Liu Jie" was specially written on it with a cinnabar pen.

    Zhu Houzhao pointed to the position of Liu Jie in the painting and said: "Father, look, this is the cross-section near Liu Jie's ventricle. These densely packed places are blood vessels, here is the sternum, here is the position of the heart, and here  Father shrapnel is walking in this area. The big ones are no more than a grain of rice, and the small ones are the same as a hair. The most difficult part of this operation is to be familiar with the structure of the human body.  , know which position is unusual, feel where there are traces of shrapnel, and at the same time, be careful to avoid cutting the vital parts of the body, what does this mean" Zhu Houzhao thought for a while, and said seriously: "It means,  It is to carve patterns on tofu, and the flower buds need to be only the size of a hair. When Erchen opened his wound, he was startled. He was not very sure. Many shrapnel could no longer be removed with the naked eye and experience.  I went to determine the location. I could only rely on my feeling. This feeling is strange"

    Emperor Hongzhi looked down at the painting and frowned in confusion.

    This painting is a mess.

    It should be noted that Eastern painting is completely different from Western painting. In this era, Western painting still pays attention to realism, while Eastern painting emphasizes artistic conception, so often a few strokes are drawn with a brush, and not a single hair is visible, but a large amount of leftovers are required.  White, it gives people more room for imagination. Those who have to draw everything down to the smallest detail will fall into the inferior category.

    When Emperor Hongzhi saw it for the first time, his simple reaction was, what the hell is this thing? It¡¯s so poorly drawn.

    Hearing Zhu Houzhao chattering on the side again, looking pleased with himself, Emperor Hongzhi's face tightened.

    Seeing the other ministers stretching their necks to come closer.

    Emperor Hongzhi felt that ZhuGo ahead and aim at Liu Jie.

    Liu Jie spoke with difficulty, breathing heavily, and tried softly: "FatherFather"

    Liu Jian burst into tears. No matter whether he could hear clearly or not, he kept nodding.

    Liu Jie continued: "Please tell Master tell Master"

    Liu Jian¡¯s face was startled and his expression was a little stiff. Hearing this, his heart felt a little cold.

    Liu Jie continued: "Tell him that my son has not disgraced his family. His sonhas not let down the teachings of his master and mentorall the disciples of Xishan Academyin Huangjin Continentin Huangjin Continent, not a single oneescaped from the battle, not one of them"  Peopleevery one of themliving or dead, they areall good."

    Liu Jian's eyes were full of tears. He wanted to say something, but he held it back and nodded desperately: "I know, I know, you should cultivate yourself well, cultivate yourself well, and be well. Son, what did you eat?"  Ecstasy No, son, my father is proud of you."

    Fang Jifan stood aside and asked anxiously: "What did Liu Jie say? What did he say?"

    Liu Jian really didn¡¯t want to talk to Fang Jifan at this time, so he just held Liu Jie¡¯s hand and cried bitterly again.

    In the silkworm room, there was both joy and sorrow, and a group of people were crying and laughing.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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