Chapter 300 The Opening Ceremony Amazes the World
The phalanx on the field is coming to an end.
More than 20 painters in Wanzhou, headed by Duan Shaoyi, officially stopped writing. The famous scene of walking in the phalanx was recorded in the book.
This is also Baicaoshi's suggestion to Duan Shaoyi before.
"Do you want your painting to appear in front of the dignitaries of the five countries?"
"think."
"Do you want to be recorded in the annals of history and be immortalized forever?"
"think!"
"Do you want to be a great painter respected by everyone?"
"Think! Think! Think!"
"Success or failure depends on one stroke. If you draw today's long scroll, you will be the winner in life."
Duan Shaoyi rubbed his heels, eager to try.
How many times can there be highlights in life?
He is very fortunate that after following Baicaoshi, the opportunity came so quickly.
The people in the field are almost all seeing the phalanx for the first time, and they find it very novel. However, it was not over yet, and the voice of the host sounded again: "Next, we invite our monarchs and distinguished guests from all over the world to enjoy the dance "Swing" together."
In fact, dance sports have always been closely related to large-scale events. In the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games and the 2022 Beijing Winter Olympics, sports dances with very national characteristics were presented. And Baicaoshi wants to present the dance of golf to the Five Kingdoms.
To this end, she found two helpers.
Red yeast rice and white poria cocos.
Of these two people, one is good at soundtrack and the other is good at singing and dancing.
Baicaoshi's requirements for them are also very simple, dance and music should reflect the elements of golf and the spirit of competition. After the two discussed it, they came up with three plans.
Baicao Poetry is finalized.
At this time, under the sightseeing platform, a sports dance formation of 8, 8, 64 people came on stage. All were dressed in grass-colored attire and held a club in their hand.
The combination of club and sword dance is neat and smooth.
Music, cheerful and natural, makes people relax physically and mentally.
Emperor Yanwu took the lead in applauding, "Good! Good! Unheard of, unseen."
The corners of Zhe Yu's lips are raised, Madam's good plan, of course you have never seen it before. His wife is not only full of whimsical ideas, but also good at employing people. It can be said that this opening ceremony, the three art masters contributed quite a lot of wisdom and solutions.
Oh, the so-called three masters of art are Hongqu, Bai Fuling and Duan Shaoyi. Zhe Yu didn't know who the three sages were.
Pei Yuanxian had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his feeling came again. This must be the handwriting of Baicao Poetry. This woman is always a surprise.
He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, for such a wonderful performance, the person behind the scenes must be an extraordinary person, and he should be rewarded."
Emperor Yan Wu looked at Concubine Si beside him, and said, "Zhe Yu, tell me, whose ideas are these today, and I want to reward them heavily."
Zhe Yu got up and saluted, "Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the result of collective wisdom and efforts. If meritorious service is to be rewarded, it is the performers in the audience."
No credit, no pride, although Emperor Yanwu didn't know the name of that person from Zhe Yu's mouth, it's not important anymore. Every performer was honored.
The dance faded away, and there were eight staff members, in groups of four and four, carrying two paintings up.
Why so many people?
Because the painting is too long, a thousand miles long scroll is drawn in one stroke.
"Your Majesty, please appreciate it." Zhe Yu replied.
The long scrolls are spread out, one draws a square matrix and the other draws a dance. There are thousands of people in each picture, and the expressions on each face are so delicate and real.
Ji Xuan, who had been silent all this time, spoke, "Your Majesty, this painting is worthy of the title of 'lifelike, with the meaning to capture the spirit'. The mastery is natural, and the painting is excellent!"
Emperor Yanwu felt the same way. "Not bad! Zhe Yu, who is the artist?"
Duan Shaoyi was called to the sightseeing platform. From today, Duan Shaoyi's name will be known to the Five Kingdoms.
Concubine Si suggested to Emperor Yanwu: "Your Majesty, why don't you recruit him into the palace as an imperial painter?"
Few people can afford such an honor. Duan Shaoyi's eyes were burning, looking at His Majesty the Emperor who was the focus of attention.
And the past is vivid. After being frustrated in Yanjing, hungry and full, and following Baicaoshi to Wanzhou, he drew strange signs, beautiful shop signs, and made his own brand. He likes life in Wanzhou. If he became a canary in the court, would he still be able to draw such a work?
Duan Shaoyi touched the ground with his head, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. The grass people love Wanzhou, and the paintings have a vivid charm. If you leave here, I am afraid that you will never be able to draw again. The grass people are willing to dedicate this painting to your majesty."
Emperor Yanwu was amazed by the painter's high morals, and he didn't force him, "I bestowed on you the title of Master of Painting."
The opening ceremony has since come to an end, and people are looking forward to tomorrow's official competition.
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On the other side, Baicaoshi accompanied her mother Baili to the hut, and ran into King Nanyuan of the Northern Qi Dynasty when she came out.
Bai Zhan stared at Mrs. Bai Li in a daze.
The majestic king of Nanyuan rubbed his eyes, rubbed again, and pinched his arm severely. The muscles on his face twitched exaggeratedly, and his surprise turned into surprise. "Lili, Lili, is that you?"
Bai Li was speechless.
Baicao Poetry: "..."
Is mother's name Lili? Or rationale?
In ancient times, many children from poor families did not have a name, and they took their husband's surname after they married. Baicaoshi always thought that his father's surname was Bai and his mother's surname was Li, so everyone called his mother Baili. And this person should really know his mother.
Pulling her mother's sleeve, Baicaoshi called softly, "Mother!"
Bai Zhan's heart was bursting with joy at this sound. "Lili, this... is this our daughter, Shishi? We agreed before that we gave birth to a daughter named Bai Shi and a second son named Bai Shu."
Bai Li straightened her back, looked past Bai Zhan, calmly held her own, and said in an indifferent voice, "Sir, you have misunderstood the wrong person. I am not Lili, she is my daughter, and she is not called Bai Shi."
Said Baili took her daughter to leave, but the direction was reversed.
Bai Zhan chased after him, "Lili, I know I shouldn't have left you alone in Yanjing. I can't help it. I've been looking for you for eighteen years, eighteen years."
Baicaoshi is eighteen years old this year.
According to Bai Shaoze's words, when Bai Zhan returned to China, he was attending a funeral.
Life and death are greater than the sky.
It's just that he didn't expect that when he sent someone to pick up his wife and children, things had changed, and the sea had changed.
"Xiao Cao'er, let's go back, mother doesn't want to watch it."
Bai Caoshi and Bai Li Shi, the mother's mood fluctuated obviously, and the stadium was full of people coming and going, so it was really not suitable to stay here.
While walking out of the court, someone passed by, but Baicaoshi was upset and didn't pay attention. Bai Zhan, who was chasing after him, was still making his last effort. "Shishi, Shao Ze mentioned you in the letter, I am your father."
Baicaoshi and her mother quickly disappeared on the court.
In a hidden corner, the man with the red mark on his forehead raised his eyes.
"Northern Qi, King Nanyuan, Baicaoshi, father and daughter?" His pupils locked tightly, and a flash of light flashed.
(end of this chapter)