You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 224: Many times, any number of times

"I heard that Dingzhou has recruited a new engineer. I didn't know it was you... Engineer Bai?"

In the army, people’s words are scary, so we really don’t dare to hug each other.

They couldn't help it and could only clasp their fingertips together, entwining and folding each other's body temperature.

"Well, don't thank me. Actually, I just want to tell you today. If Lingyu merchants want to do business with our fans, they must give us the contract."

Bai Wan looked up at him indifferently, then laughed.

He has always dared to think and act. He wants to control his future by himself. He does not want to involve Zichen, nor does he need anyone to support him.

Ling Shumo couldn't help but feel helpless. Ah Bai would definitely not listen to his advice and would do whatever he wanted.

Engineers are considered civil servants, and their treatment is different from that of soldiers. Although they cannot fight in battle, as long as they are with the army, they will live and die together.

Ling Shumo gently put his hands around his shoulders: "What do you want me to do?"

In fact, I can completely solve the problem of being forced by the generals. But I didn't know that Abai could do so much for me.

Suddenly, I felt a sense of being protected by someone.

Bai Wan coughed twice in a scoundrelly manner: "What else can I do? I will pledge my love to you for the rest of my life. You can think of me as many times as you want every day!"

Is it possible to say such things?

What a shameless person.

Ling Shumo was stunned, her cheeks immediately turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

He speaks without restraint and says too much.

Bai Wan then realized something was wrong and shamelessly turned his eyes away.

Then, he patted the person opposite him on the shoulder, took out a small notebook, paper and pen and began to take notes again, returning to his elegant and gentlemanly temperament.

Bai Wan said, "I think, Zichen, you will need Brother Shi's help to recapture Yanzhou. He is outside the tent right now, so we can discuss it in detail."

"Brother Shi?"

Ling Shumo's smile faded, and he suddenly remembered that this person was Shi Yaqing, the Minister of Rites of Lingyu State.

As expected, someone came from outside the tent asking to see him. Shi Yaqing asked A Yan to inform him and waited very politely.

Ah Yan looked at this man in green clothes, who looked elegant and gentle, and felt that he looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

He had no choice but to walk in: "Sir, this horse merchant wants to see you!"

"please!"

Ling Shumo quietly watched the man come in. He was dressed in green and had dark eyes. Although he was a wealthy businessman, he did not have the smell of money.

There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Master Shi, how are you?"

"Master Ling, long time no see."

Bai Wan stared at the two of them, like a mirror, as if thinking about something.

"Lord Ling, I came here this time because of the dispute between Xuanli and Daying. I feel guilty for not being able to send reinforcements in time. Seeing that the royal family of Daying is now corrupt and incompetent, I want to form an alliance with the Dingzhou army."

Ling Shumo's face was covered with frost: "Where's the second one?"

Looking at the gentle face, he smiled slightly: "Second, the princess admires the talent of painter Han and wants to bring him back to Lingyu."

After the Xuanli General Wan Yan issued a nationwide wanted notice...

Now everyone in the world knows that Bai Shizhao, who was Zuo Li’s great success before the big win, is the painting saint Han Miaoran.

It’s just that few people know that he is now called Bai Wan, such a strange name.

Bai Wan at the side couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Brother Shi, you didn't tell me about this."

Because of the fan business, their correspondence only talked about buying and selling, for the sake of long-term money.

Shi Qingya said seriously: "Now Xuanli is looking for Han Miaoran all over the country, and the price is very high. The people of Daying may betray you, so you can only be safe by going to Lingyu."

White pea seems to be able to guess why it is so expensive and is wanted nationwide.

It was because the shameless enemy named Wan Yan wanted to make it impossible for him to move forward.

There was a hint of strangeness between Ling Shumo's brows, and he stared at Shi Qingya carefully for a long time.

After a long while, he finally spoke: "The matter of forming an alliance with the Dingzhou Army is not decided by me alone, so we can discuss it in the long run. As for the matter of the princess letting Han Miaoran go to Lingyu, you need to ask me!"

There's a chill in the biting wind.

The flickering shadows of the candles illuminated the figures of the three people.

Shi Qingya asked gently, "Master Han, are you willing to join Lingyu and go back with me?"

A ray of light glanced over and hit Ling Shumo's thick eyelids.

He held his breath, concentrating as if waiting for something, and looked at the person involved cautiously while turning sideways.

"Don't go."

Bai Wan said the word "calm" very calmly.

He would never again paint for the royal family and dignitaries, exposing himself to weaknesses and constraints.

Painters who are controlled by the powerful and required to follow rules are no different from the walking dead.

That's not a painter! That's a puppet!

A puppet who can only be led by the nose.

Now, I paint for business, for war and fortifications, at least I can paint what my heart desires.

Shi Qingya could hear the determination in these two words, but he felt that it might be because General Xuanli Wan Yan had gone too far in asking him to surrender, which caused him to rebel.

"Master Han, we won't be as mean as Xuan Li. We won't threaten or bribe you with human lives, and we won't exile or imprison you like a prisoner."

Shi Qingya's purpose was not to take away a painter, but to gain the support that Han Miaoran had gained from the people in the capital.

However, the wind seemed to be able to hear this person's voice no matter how far away it was.

Bai Wan only said solemnly: "I'm not going!"

Decisive, powerful, and no intention of bargaining...

Ling Shumo couldn't help but smile and didn't try to hide it.

Although, he did guess that Abai would definitely refuse, he still felt uncomfortable to have someone taken away from him like this.

"Master Han, I have been impressed by your painting of "County Horse Playing with Wife and Concubine" ever since you painted it. I admire your exquisite painting skills. I have collected 10% of all your paintings that were scattered among the people."

This statement is flawless and very appropriate.

What Shi Qingya said was indeed correct.

If it weren't for his long-term study of Han Miaoran's painting techniques, brushwork and ingenious composition, how could Da Lingyu have recognized it immediately on the fan?

It is very comforting to hear that someone likes your paintings.

However, Bai Wan still had a hint of meaning: "When I look at the paintings of the past now, they are probably no different from garbage. You don't have to praise them."

"Master Han, I have admired your paintings for a long time. Now that I have seen you in person, can I stay and learn from you for a few days before returning to Lingyu?"

Shi Qingya's move was to retreat in order to advance. His eyes were as deep as a cold pond and his demeanor was graceful. He was completely different from Wan Yan, the double-faced, violent madman.

He didn't believe that the painter had nothing to be moved by.

Han Miaoran is different from the other two painting masters in that his paintings are the only ones that involve people's livelihood and enjoy high popularity among the people.

People say that it is not an exaggeration to say that he is now the best painter in Da Ying. This person's paintings can accumulate the hearts of a considerable number of people.

Bai Wan thought that this man just wanted to stay for a few more days.

It just so happened that they were also discussing an alliance with Dingzhou, so I was just a sideline discussion, and could also discuss the business of people's livelihood and military pay.

"That's fine." Bai Wan said calmly, without any emotion.

Ling Shumo's face darkened, he immediately swallowed his words of objection and frowned quietly.