Chapter 1434 I need to wash my eyes well, Cheng Sanlang’s stuff is too harmful to my eyes (please subscribe and vote)

Quan Wanji's fingers were trembling violently, and his lips were trembling as well.

"I, I am talking about the standards for selecting concubines. You...you tell me these are the standards for selecting concubines?!"

"Why not?" Cheng Chubi frowned unhappily and poked his finger on the paper.

"Did you see this? Your hair should be thick, soft and elastic. Did you see this curl? It means your hair is very elastic."

"And this one, it's as round as a goose egg. Isn't this an egg-shaped face? And it has double eyelids, and the eyes are bright. Do you see the light around you..."

Quan Wanji's face became darker and darker, his whole body became more and more square, and he looked at the damn thing in Cheng Sanlang's hand that was so eye-catching.

Quan Wanji couldn't wait to reach out and tear off the ghost-drawing talisman that stained people's eyes.

Cheng Chubi looked at Quan Wanji's expression vigilantly, then immediately laughed, and quickly put his hard work into his arms.

"Thank you, Mr. Quan, for clarifying Mr. Cheng's doubts. I won't disturb Mr. Quan's rest. I'll take my leave."

I don't like to deal with these old guys the most. Whether they see their calligraphy or paintings, they like to put on an expression of disgust.

It’s as if all of them are masters of art. If you have the ability, why don’t you give me a try? I’m afraid it won’t be much better than my painting.

Cheng Chubi turned around and left without hesitation, leaving behind the stunned master and servant Quan Wanji.

Quan Wanji raised his hand, turned his head subconsciously, saw the copper kettle dripping, and forcibly controlled himself.

"Quan Zhong, go and get me water to wash up..."

While washing up, Quan Wanji's mind kept flashing through Cheng Sanlang's masterpiece, which looked like a ghost painting.

I couldn't help but ask myself, was it that what I said was not straightforward enough, or that there was something wrong with Cheng Sanlang's understanding?

After washing up, Quan Wanji couldn't help but give another instruction. "Quan Zhong, go get a basin of water again."

I need to wash my eyes well, I always feel that Cheng Sanlang’s stuff is too harmful to my eyes.

Just when Quan Wanji, the master of King Wu, was complaining madly in his heart, he was furiously washing his eyes.

Cheng Chubi finally wandered back to his residence. As a result, he saw Li Ke, a good brother, squatting here.

He held the cards absentmindedly and didn't throw in a card for a long time, which made Cheng Jie unwilling to start urging him.

"Your Highness, are you going to blow it up or not? If not, I'm going to leave."

"Bang, brother Chu Bi, you are back..."

Just after he dropped the bomb, when he saw Brother Chu Bi walking in, Li Ke dropped the cards in his hand and stood up.

"How's it going? Did you ask anything?"

Cheng Chubi smiled and patted his chest, feeling the thickness of the paper in his arms.

"I'm going to do it for my brother, how could I not do it? But having said that, your teacher's demands are really extraordinary."

"Come on, come on, brother Chu Bi, sit down and have a good rest. Come on, I'll pour you some tea..."

Li Ke waited on Uncle Cheng in an awkward manner, and then waited expectantly for Cheng Sanlang's reply.

As for the few personal followers, they all sneaked over, their faces full of gossip, and they all wanted to know what the rules for selecting concubines given by Mr. Quan were.

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Cheng Chubi took a sip of tea and began to show off, but the large amount of content that Quan Wanji said was too much.

After Cheng Chubi said part of the story, he began to have trouble remembering the rest of it, but fortunately, a good memory is not as good as a bad writing.

Cheng Chubi took out the masterpiece from his arms, but he saw the gossipy eyes of these guys.

Cheng Chubi glanced at these guys unhappily and did not open his work immediately.

Instead, he stood up and walked towards the table with candlesticks next to him and said.

"You guys just wait here and don't move around. I'll look at the information first and then tell you."

"Information, what information?" Li Ke subconsciously wanted to reach out. How could Cheng Chubi let him succeed?

He directly pulled the bad prince's hand aside and bulged his eyes unhappily.

"If you don't like listening, forget it. If you like listening, just stay here."

Facing Brother Chu Bi who always behaved strangely, Li Ke rolled his eyes and could only stay where he was and wait.

"What is your third son making up about?" Li De couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

Cheng Jie took a breath with toothache. "How could I know that the behavior of my third young master is beyond what we can guess."

Behind, Cheng Fa, Cheng Da and others also sneaked closer and looked over there curiously.

I saw Cheng Sanlang walking to the table with candles not far away and sitting down, then he took out a piece of white paper from his arms and spread it out.

Li Ke picked up the tea cup very gracefully, and had just taken a sip of the delicious tea and was about to swallow it.

I saw the candlelight shining on the white paper, revealing a dazzling monster that looked like a stick figure in the past.

In an instant, a sip of tea was sprayed directly out of the nose, and most of the people behind him rolled over.

"???" Cheng Chubi just unfolded the drawing and reviewed what he had said and what conditions he had not mentioned.

I heard the noise coming from not far away, and saw Li Ke wiping his mouth and coughing, and the two personal guards whose faces were so suffocated that they looked blue, red, purple, and green, and then stumbled out.

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Cheng Chubi glanced at the paper in his hand with a confused expression. No, he clearly didn't hold it backwards.

Li Ke coughed and punched the floor several times, and finally got the situation under control. He pointed at the white piece of paper with a dumbfounded look that revealed Brother Chu Bi's alternative and ferocious Fauvist painting style because of the light transmission.

"Brother Chu Bi...are you, are you drawing for my teacher?"

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Now that it had been exposed, Cheng Chubi smashed the jar and dropped the sketch made with a brush on the table, saying angrily.

"You think I'm happy with it, but your chatty teacher can only talk to me for three-quarters of an hour."

"When I speak, I speak very fast and hurriedly, as if I'm being chased by a ghost. What can I do? I'll write it down word by word. I'm afraid if I don't write a few questions, your teacher will send me off."

Li Ke came closer and saw the pattern drawn by Brother Chu Bi. With a pop, another dumb fart spurted out.

Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke, who was convulsing like an epilepsy, and suddenly felt very evil, and turned his face directly.

"Haha... If you want to laugh, just have a good time. Let's talk after you're done laughing. I have plenty of time anyway."

"No, brother Chu Bi, it's my fault. I'll apologize to you. I just, I just don't understand..."

"Actually, it's easy to understand. This is the standard for selecting a concubine proposed by your teacher."
Chapter completed!