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Chapter 154 Using human blood as paint

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    I have to say that Zhao Ji is indeed an emperor with high cultural attainments!

    He is a fast learner, and he mastered the techniques Wu Zhi taught him in a short period of time.

    The picture on the picture is a ceramic vase. Zhao Ji spent one night and painted it to a certain degree of similarity.

    ¡° However, Wu Zhi knew very well that teaching apprentices would starve the master to death, so he always retained his skills and taught these skills step by step.

    ¡°In the short term, at least within a month or two, Zhao Ji will not be able to fully learn his superb sketching skills.

    Wu Zhi praised Zhao Ji repeatedly, throwing flatteries one after another, and the praise made Zhao Ji laugh heartily.

    At this time, Zhao Ji seemed to have thought of something and said to Wu Zhi: "You did a good job in the hall today. You were courageous and resourceful! Although your actions were a little exaggerated and your courage was too great, I just appreciate this about you.  !¡±

    Zhao Ji added: "Originally, I didn't want you to talk about this muddy water, but since it has happened, then you should do it openly and don't take it too much!"

    "Yes, I will obey the imperial edict!"

    Zhao Ji laughed: "Your painting skills are indeed exquisite, but it still lacks color, which is not beautiful."

    As he spoke, Zhao Ji clapped his hands.

    Wu Zhi saw a young woman wearing Taoist robes coming in from the door.

    This woman has a graceful figure, and the simple and elegant Taoist robe perfectly displays her graceful body.

    Her facial features are very delicate, even better than Li Ping'er's, and her simple and elegant demeanor makes men unable to help but want to step forward to find out what's going on.

    Wu Zhi did not expect that the emperor actually raised a Taoist nun in the palace.

    But this Taoist nun is really very handsome.  The figure sways when walking, which has a unique flavor.

    In Zhao Ji¡¯s eyes, this beautiful nun is just a tool. The nun is standing next to Zhao Ji.  Zhao Ji didn't need to speak, she had already slowly stretched out her hand.

    From Wu Zhi¡¯s point of view, this nun should be grinding ink for the emperor or something.  But then, this scene made Wu Zhi frown slightly.

    I saw this beautiful nun actually grabbed a sharp silver needle from the table, then pricked her index finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood.

    Wu Zhi was wondering when he discovered that Zhao Ji had mixed the nun's blood with another kind of paint, and then started to paint on the black and white sketch.

    Zhao Ji also introduced it to Wu Zhi with great interest while coloring the pictures.

    "The blood of this virgin is particularly fragrant, and when combined with floral pigments, it will be exquisite."

    Wu Zhi looked at the beautiful nun¡¯s hand again and found that there were obvious wounds on all ten of her fingers!  Apparently, Zhao Ji often asked her to drop blood as paint for paintings.

    Wu Zhi only knew that this emperor was a little bit stupid, but he didn't expect that he was so perverted!

    A beautiful beauty was tortured by him so badly!

    "Wei Wan, put a few more drops"

    Zhao Ji spent all his energy on painting and didn¡¯t even think about how much pain his casual orders would cause others.

    "I, my concubine, obey the decree."

    Wei Wan responded.

    She picked up the silver needle, poked the original wound again, and continued to squeeze out blood.

    When she was squeezing the blood, her slender eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her delicate and beautiful face was full of pain.

    However, the amount of blood Wei Wan dripped with her fingers was not enough.

    Zhao Ji suddenly grabbed a small knife inlaid with gold and silver from the side and cut two of Wei Wan's fingers, causing blood to drip down.

    Although Wei Wan was shaking all over in pain, Zhao Ji turned a blind eye and mixed the drinks without caring about Wei Wan's life or death.

    After doing this, Zhao Ji waved to Wei Wan, and Wei Wan retreated without saying a word.

    Although she was in pain and aggrieved, she remained silent. Apparently she often did this!

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