Chapter 728

The attendant was stunned and looked at the second prince.

The second prince nodded, and the attendant standing at the door directly informed the guards outside through intercom.

Soon, it was quiet outside the big study.

When everyone looked at Yan Chenxi and the painting, she had finished the painting.

At the moment, the girl's petite body is leaning forward slightly, leaving inscriptions and autographs on the edge of the picture.

Now the old king was standing by the edge of the table, looking at the complete picture above.

That is a picture of rivers and mountains, a picture of rivers and mountains that will be exciting as long as you look at it. Moreover, unlike other maps of rivers and mountains, the perspective of this picture seems to come from heaven.

Whether it is a big river, a long mountain, or a cloud, it comes from the perspective of heaven.

It seems that the painter is the God who holds life and death in the world.

At first, only half of the time, he had felt shocking. Now he saw the complete picture. The tremor from the soul almost made him immersed and unable to extricate himself.

"This... How is this possible..."

Isn't this the painting of the unknown Master?

Looking at the whole history of the Empire, since ancient times, only unknown masters have such painting style, and there is no one before or after.

Even later, some people wanted to imitate this style and paint from the perspective of God, but they still couldn't reach the artistic conception and shock of the unknown Master.

However, the girl not only completed the painting, but also perfectly integrated with the painting of the unknown Master.

a seamless heavenly robe!

It was written by one person!

The old king suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Chenxi in a daze. Then he fell quickly and looked at the words she was writing.

That's a poem, a new poem!

She can make a move!

"It's impossible!" the old king's look changed again, and his shock was not enough to calm his shock at the moment.

Isn't that... Isn't that the handwriting of the unknown Master!

In order to make sure he was right, the old king directly picked up a magnifying glass and aimed it at the poem.

The old king is not only the king of the imperial capital royal family, but also a senior scholar who studies unknown words.

Just as some people can imitate Yanming's paintings, many people have imitated Yanming's words since ancient times.

However, imitation is always imitation, and there are traces to follow.

But now, in the face of this poem, the old king couldn't find a flaw.

This... Is the nameless word!

The old king's lips trembled and looked at Yan Chenxi in disbelief.

How can such a young girl practice such excellent painting and handwriting!

It's as if Yan Mingming is alive. It's exactly the same as Yan Mingming!

With the last word of the poem finished, even the second prince almost lost his chin, "good poem... Good poem!"

By now, the old king was completely stunned. The words his grandfather said to him were echoing in his mind.

"Maybe you will have a chance to see the day when the painting is finished in the future."

So, is this the day grandpa said?

This picture is finished!

Moreover, it was

At this time, the old king saw that Yan Chenxi began to sign his signature, so he quickly looked at it with a magnifying glass.

I saw the slender green finger holding the pen holder and writing three words on the picture scroll.

Words - no name!