Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    When Cao Cao came back from the training ground of the nursing home, the sky was already drowsy. He kicked off the wooden shoes twice, and ran into the room, and immediately Cao Xin and Cao Jiu came up to take his toy bow, quiver, and leather protective gear.

    Cao Cao ran behind the screen by himself, changed his sweaty clothes, briefly scrubbed with hot water, and put on a clean white coat. "A-sheng came to borrow you today, what's the matter?" He wiped his face and asked Cao Xin who was packing his bows and arrows.

    Cao Xin smiled and told the host what had just happened in the southwest suburbs: "A six-year-old girl, four boys, one of them named Du Mi has frostbitten leg, Xiao Erlang, look I said, if it’s a little longer at night, it will have to be amputated. But I look at it now, it’s too bad, I’m about to limp.”

    Cao Cao handed the towel to the wet nurse and sat on the couch to bake. "Asheng is still soft-hearted. I think she can't wait to raise all the orphans in the world."

      Even if it is good for them if they are kicked out, it doesn't matter if he is courting or not."

    "Ah brother talking about me behind my back?" Ah Sheng's voice sounded from the study next door.

    Cao Cao grinned and jumped off the couch. Sure enough, within a few seconds, Ah Sheng led Yan Wenluo and an adult male servant into the bedroom.

    "Ah Sheng!" The little brother graciously stuffed her with persimmons.

    A Sheng didn't appreciate it at all: "What did Brother just say to me?"

    “…”

    "Cao Jiu, you said."

    Cao was an honest man, his face flushed red. "Master didn't allow..."

    "It's alright, alright, don't bully Cao Jiu Shicheng." Cao Cao gave his sister Shunbei, "I said you were kind to that Twenty-seven."

     They are all being checked, and the roster of the nursery can only be registered after the check is clean, and it is also in accordance with the regulations, and there is no preferential treatment."

    Cao Cao smiled, he recently learned the concept of 10,000,000,000,000 billion, and Ah Sheng likes to use the account books and market prices of other schools as teaching materials, so he can confidently say: "A Sheng Just raise them if you want. We can afford two bowls of millet porridge and an egg every day.”

    A Sheng asked her nurse Zang Shi to mash persimmons for herself. "I didn't treat him preferentially. The punishment is not small, but as long as he hasn't been kicked out of the orphanage, I have to accept his request according to normal standards. I know this sounds silly, but I think the biggest drawback of the rule of man society is that Those in positions of authority make decisions based on their preferences.”

    "What's that?"

    "To give a simple example: no matter how hateful the thief is, he can only be sentenced according to the crime of theft. You can't take the opportunity to kill him because you hate him. Being too light is the same as trampling on the law. Because once such a precedent is set, more people will be severely punished for small mistakes in the future, and the lower-ranking people will no longer believe in the rules, while the upper-ranking people will be punished in the future. unknowingly slipped into the abyss of tyranny."

      To take the winter clothes and not help him is equivalent to the punishment exceeding the prescribed range, and it is a punishment that exceeds a crime and is not desirable."

    "Brother got it!" Ah Sheng is very happy, she has no worries about food and clothing, but the biggest trouble is the conflicts with the ideas of the times. More and more people around her can understand her, even if it's just a few points or two, it makes her feel warm.

    Cao Cao dug a large spoonful of persimmon puree from his sister's bowl, and he was still digesting the idea he had just heard. Cao Cao is actually a natural legalist, and he likes to use heavy code and thunder methods by nature, so Ah Sheng's modern legal thinking cannot fully convince him. Since he knows that this person is not good, and because he did not commit a serious crime, he can only keep him, isn't it suspected of raising tigers? This is a risk. Ah Sheng will not be unaware of this, but she can still choose justice, which is kindness in itself.

    He stood up from the soft cushion and rubbed Ah Sheng's head: "The Analects of Confucius says benevolence, I have never understood what it means. Today, it seems that Ah Sheng is like benevolence."

    A Sheng protected his forehead: "No, no, the president is not tall."

    Cao Cao stopped rubbing his head, and instead began to pinch his cheek. "Just as weird as you are."

    "Brother woohoo, I just discovered a good thing."

    "What good?"

    "Hey hey." A Sheng usually pulls out a piece of yellow and white cardboard when offering treasures.

    "Isn't it... paper?" Cao Cao rubbed the paper with his right thumb and index finger, "It's thick and hard, and the key is that it's very rough. It's not high-quality."

    "No, it's a painting! Look, a painting!"

    "Oh?" Cao Cao took the paper, and by the light of more than ten candles in the room, he could clearly see the pencil drawings on the paper. The painting is an indoor scene, with a table case and a soft slump. There is also a smoky porridge bowl on the table case. The brushstrokes are immature, but the composition and proportions are very accurate, so what the painting looks like. "It's not bad. Is it made of graphite? This is a novelty." In the painting and calligraphy of chess and chess, the twins have just started to learn calligraphy, so Cao Cao can't tell whether the painting is good or bad.

    "Right! This is Yan Wen's drawing. Isn't she very talented?" Ah Sheng looked happier than when he received gifts during the Chinese New Year, "I just used a hard pen and paper. I gave it to Yan Wen, and she taught herself how to draw!"

    Cao Cao was also interested and asked Yan Wendao: "How did you think of learning to paint?"

    Yan Wen bowed her head in a salute, neither arrogant nor humble: "No one in the house can draw, so the master is not happy. Although the maid is dull, she also wants to share the master's worries."

    Cao Cao asked Yan Wen to give Yan Wen a string of copper coins: "You're good, listen to Ah Sheng." He was still a peasant, but he became more and more like a brother and a master. The loss of a mother is a thing that destroys childhood. It either makes people naughty or mature.

    As for Ah Sheng, he was so happy that he couldn't find the north because of a sketch without light and shadow effects. Yan Wen usually has a very low sense of presence, and occupies the position of Ah Sheng's personal maid by virtue of the three principles of "say less, do more, and make no mistakes". Ah Sheng originally planned to train Yan Wen towards being a steward, but now, she has changed her mind.

    She wants to see how far Yan Wen can go in painting.

      , and then... no more. Well, she is a layman herself, so she can only pretend to say some vague theories, and then refer to Da Vinci's allusions to let Yan Wen practice drawing eggs. In general, it is still up to Yan Wen to find out.

    In the winter from the third year of Yongshou to the fourth year of Yongshou, Yan Wen consumed all the pencil test samples with an inappropriate ratio of clay to graphite. She is still quiet, except for her own job of carrying water, she sits in her cubicle and draws sketches.

    "She is a smart person." Ah Sheng commented on her, "knows what to do."

    In spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly in the sky.

    A Sheng took Yan Wen's latest painting back to Feitinghou Mansion for display, and he scared Cao Song to death on the spot.

    "Ah... Adin? Adin...this, this... Adin appeared?"

    The twins hurriedly supported their shaky father: "Painting! This is painting! Father!"

    Cao Song finally pushed the beating heart from the throat back to the chest: "This...this is a painting...it's too similar! If it weren't for the colorless, it would be exactly the same as a living person."

    Cao Teng and Wu Shi were also taken aback at first, and then they looked at the material of Ding's portrait with great interest. After all, my grandfather had a good eye: "A hard pen doesn't seep into ink, but it's easy to draw textures. People in the world consider a hard pen to be cheap, but it's a blind eye—the composition and brushwork are fresh, did you do it well?"

    A Sheng smiled: "Grandfather made a mistake this time. This is A Wen's masterpiece."

    "Arvin is..."

    "It's the servant girl who carries the water in my house."

    Wu still has an impression of Yan Wen: "I remember her. The handmaiden bought from the market in the year when Geely and Ruyi were born. It is said that the people of Zhili were originally from a wealthy family, but unfortunately they were The elders all died of famine, so they sold themselves as a last resort.”

    "Grandma has a good memory."

    "Haha. She is also good at painting? It seems that she was originally a family of farming and study."

    A Sheng deliberately praised Yan Wen, but did not correct her grandmother's cognition. "I don't know either, but she has such skills, it's not suitable to be a slave again." She didn't know much about painting. However, in three or four months, he can paint to the point where it looks like the real thing. Yan Wen's memory and painting talent must be top-notch, maybe it is a genius level that occurs once in a century.

    Cao Teng understood: "You want to treat her with the courtesy of a doorman, have you asked her for her own opinion?"

    A Sheng was startled.

    Cao Teng has sent someone to call Yan Wen in. "You drew this?"

    Yan Wen lowered her eyebrows: "Yes."

    "How did you come up with the idea of ​​painting the deceased mistress?"

    "The slaves were frightened. It was the slaves who saw that the master missed her mother, so she made up her own mind."

    "Hey. Don't ask for sin. You are good at painting. Ruyi means that your slaves will be eliminated, and you will be able to paint according to the treatment of disciples. What do you think?"

    For the first time, Yan Wen's face showed a panicked expression. She had a plump oval face. She bowed her head to the ground, barely maintaining her demeanor: "No! No... maid... maid won't leave! maid will paint seriously, please keep me, master."

    A Sheng didn't understand: "Do you like water so much?"

    Yan Wenfu was unwilling to move on the ground, Ah Sheng had to remind her: "Get up and answer, I don't like to see others kneeling."

    Only then did Yan Wen straighten up: "The maid stays by the master's side, and occasionally hears the master's discussion of studies, "Poems", history, and current affairs, all of which benefit a lot. If you leave it in another courtyard, you will block your eyes and ears. If you are walking in the dark and night, you will lose your direction if you are not careful. Although the maid is stupid, she has the heart to learn, and I hope the master will have mercy."

    A Sheng was shocked. At first, he thought that Yan Wen was servile, but he did not expect that he was very conscious.

    Cao Teng laughed: "Do you still insist on your opinion?"

    The position around her is beautiful. Ah Sheng waved his little hand: "Okay, you stay." He added, "On the anniversary of my mother, I will worship her portrait as a sacrifice."

    This is assigning a task.

    Yan Wen took the order: "No."