Soul Painter

Wang Mang.

Gao Fan thought of the black-robed emperor he had met on the ancient ice field.

He checked and found that from the Qin Dynasty to the Han Dynasty, the theory of the Five Virtues has been flourishing. It is said that black belongs to water and is the color of the Qin Emperor. However, the Han Dynasty generally followed the characteristics of the Qin Dynasty dragon robe, so it was worn like this.

At this moment, on the banks of the Charles River, the stars and the moon were sinking in the west. Gao Fan looked at the black cat he was holding in his arms, and vaguely saw that it was not a cat, but a black panther standing up to the height of a man.

Seeing the back cracking sound, Ali wearing a boxer's cape was moving his body behind him.

Now that everyone is ready, let's go~

Gao Fan set off again in his own inspiration.

...

Weiyang Palace.

Twenty-eight miles a week.

Taking the shape of Longshou Mountain as the platform hall, you can look down at Chang'an City when you look down, and look up at Xinghan when you look up.

The front hall is fifty feet long from east to west, and there are forty-three halls around it. The fragrant wood is the citron, the apricot wood is the beam and pillar, the golden pattern on the door is painted by a skilled craftsman, the jade decoration on the facade is refined by skilled workers, the windows are blue, and the hall steps are blue. It is red, and when you climb up the steps, you can see the gap between the gold wall belt and the jade embellishment. The breeze is blowing and the exquisite sound is echoing. It is the sound of history that has traveled through 2000 years.

Standing on the red stone steps, Gao Fan broke into the Weiyang Palace, which had long since ceased to exist, with the attitude of a stranger. The tall figure dressed in a black dragon robe was filled with infinite inspiration, and he felt that a thousand years of mottled time passed before his eyes, and he was suddenly infatuated.

"who!"

Before the emperor, there were naturally guards.

Several guards in armor drew their swords out of their sheaths immediately, and the moonlight reflected on their swords, reflecting a smear of blood. This is a real murder weapon, and it struck Gao Fan with the heavy footsteps of the guards.

Facing the sharp blade, Gao Fan didn't move at all, not because he was petrified, but because he also had guards.

Ow!

The black panther pounced from Gao Fan's side, with sharp claws about the size of a human palm, and sharp hooks shining coldly, it broke into the formation of several guards. There was a crisp sound of nails, and the claws of the ferocious beast collided with the swords in the hands of the guards. , The sound of gold and iron intersecting each other.

Under the ferocious attack of the black panther, several guards took a few steps back, but they are also warriors who have experienced battles for a long time, and they immediately formed an array again, resisting the attack of the black panther with their shoulder armor and breastplate, and put the sword in their hands Fighting together into a sword array, forming a sharp shield, forcefully forcing the panther back.

Ow!

The black panther roared and faced the sword array, waiting for an opportunity to move, but there was no opportunity to take advantage of it.

At this time, a black figure rushed up from behind Gao Fan suddenly, and punched the shield formed by the swords.

boom!

There was a muffled sound.

Those guards were smashed by the sudden punch, and they staggered back, but immediately stabilized their figures. Looking at the strange human being covered in black in front of them, someone slammed it with heavy steps. Jian whispered: "What a Kunlun slave! Such strength! Come again!"

At this time, the figure of the emperor in black robe suddenly applauded and laughed loudly: "What a warrior!"

While talking, he stepped down the steps and walked towards Gao Fan.

"Your Majesty, you have to be careful. The origin of this person is unknown. He is bringing strange beasts and Kunlun slaves with him. He is probably an assassin!" A guard stopped the emperor.

"You step back for now, let the widow take a good look at it. This gentleman should be a painter, and the widow knew of his arrival in a dream." The emperor approached, and Gao Fan had a clear view of his face.

Wang Mang, Wang Mang is notoriously ugly in history books. It is said that he is on par with Cao Cao, but it may be related to the fact that they usurped the throne. The historian deliberately wrote him ugly.

At this moment, Wang Mang in front of Gao Fan's eyes is not very ugly, he can even be said to be handsome, with a big face and straight beard, he has a firm will and a character that is difficult to be influenced by others.

"Why don't you kneel when you see a widow?" Wang Mang asked.

At this time, apart from the few guards in front of him, another group of guards came quickly from all directions of the palace. The sound of armor clapping was like a shower, and the sound of drawing swords continued one after another. Barrel-like siege.

"Sorry, we didn't have this habit in our time~" Gao Fan looked around, not too nervous.

"What dynasty do you come from? As a subject, how dare you not kneel before the king?" Wang Mang wondered.

"It's an era when the people are the masters of the country. Emperors like you have been moved away together with the other two mountains." Gao Fan said, "Let's get straight to the point. Stand there obediently and let me draw a portrait of you." Okay? After all, people have misunderstood you for two thousand years and think you are hideously ugly. I will justify your name and not charge you any money. How nice it is.”

"Bold!"

As soon as Gao Fan said this, several guards shouted angrily.

"Kneel down!"

He drank again.

"Wait, you said you came from two thousand years later?" When Wang Mang spoke, all the guards fell silent, leaving only his loud and hoarse voice in the world.

It is said in the history books that Wang Mang was "loud and hissing", which is true.

"Yes." Gao Fan nodded.

"Two thousand years later, will the widow's New Deal still exist?" Wang Mang asked.

"Your new policy is to equalize the land, change the currency system, and change the official name?" the prince asked.

"Yes, all the land in the world will be changed to the king's land, given to the people, rested with the people, slaves and maidservants will also be changed to the state, and they must not be slaughtered privately, to support people, change the currency system, collect mountains and rivers, return salt and iron to the state to strengthen the treasury. From then on, The world is peaceful, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful!" Wang Mang said loudly.

His voice echoed under the moonlight of Weiyang Palace, as if he made a sound that did not belong to this era.

"It doesn't have to be two thousand years, it's only sixteen years." Gao Fan came to see Wang Mang, of course he checked the history, he said, "Your New Deal in sixteen years caused anger and resentment, and finally the rebels stormed your Weiyang Palace, and you died. Died among the rebellious soldiers, the body was not complete, even the head was cut off by someone, and then you recited two thousand years of infamy, and there is a poem dedicated to you, do you want to listen to it..."

"Nonsense!" Of course Wang Mang didn't want to hear it, he was furious, "Kill him!"

"Hey...?" Gao Fan looked at the sword blades pressing from all directions, and felt that his mouth was too short.

...

offline.

Fortunately, I can go offline in time.

After going offline, Gao Fan vomited a mouthful of blood.

But before Anna arrived, he wiped the blood away, otherwise Anna would drag him to the hospital again.

God kept licking his feet there, and he walked with a limp, as if he was injured.

Ali has no body, only a soul, which doesn't matter, but the color has faded a lot.

After all, one cat, one person and one ghost fought against nearly a thousand armored guards, which was really a bit difficult.

and……

"Swearing at people doesn't mean you can't expose your shortcomings. Isn't it courting death when you say in front of Wang Mang that his short-lived dynasty..." Gao Fan muttered.

But it was also Wang Mang's self-centered tone that made Gao Fan unhappy.

Can't beat it...

Gao Fan pondered.

Wang Mang's guard group has thousands of people, and they are also the ancient peak cold weapon fighters who have been on the battlefield for a long time. I don't know if I can draw a Gartson for Ali. Otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult to get it done...

Chapter 1~ Some students asked about their grades, and they are currently ordering around 5100