Daming Crazy Emperor

There were many people who were born untimely in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and Dai Zi should be one of the most unfortunate.

Originally, with his ability, he was a national treasure in Europe, but unfortunately, he was nothing in the eyes of the Qing court.

If the Qing court could reuse him and let him display his talents, let alone a semi-automatic rifle, the machine gun would probably be nothing to Maxim.

What if a large number of semi-automatic rifles or even machine guns could be produced in the early Qing Dynasty?
It is estimated that the European powers will be beaten to cede land and pay compensation, instead of the final Qing court cede land and pay compensation.

It's a pity that a national treasure like Dai Zi was abandoned by the Qing government like a shoestring, and he was exiled for three thousand miles with just a word, and he died of poverty and poverty.

Time and fate?

Sometimes family and country are closely related to fate, especially for a national treasure like Dai Zi, it can be said that his fate is related to the rise and fall of a dynasty.

The Qing court exiled Dai Zi, which made Dai Zi come to a tragic end. Who knows, the Qing court will also end tragically because of this!
Of course, there will be no Qing court at this time, and Taichang will not let such a genius die in poverty.

After Taichang saw Dai Zi's original test paper, he liked it more and more, because this son not only has an amazing talent in gunpowder weapons, but also has outstanding calligraphy and painting skills.

Especially the painting skills. Compared with the muskets drawn by others, the muskets drawn by the official writer are rubbish. The muskets drawn on the original test paper are just like the real photos!
However, he doesn't know much about painting skills. He only knows that people paint well, but he doesn't know how good they are.

Coincidentally, Bi Maokang is a famous painter in the world.

He simply stuffed the original test paper into Bi Maokang's hands, and asked with great interest: "Menghou, look at this Dai Zi's painting skills. I think that if he can draw muskets so realistically, his skills should be considered pretty good." right?"

Bi Maokang took the original test paper and looked at it, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty, this son's painting skills are as good as those of a humble minister, a genius, a genius!"

This is not because he is proud, he thinks that someone whose painting skills are similar to his is considered a genius.

He showed his talent for painting when he was in his teens, and several famous painters at that time regarded him as an old friend and discussed painting skills with him.

And now he is over 60.

In other words, he has studied painting for 50 to [-] years, and has already become a famous painter in the world.

How old can a candidate be?

His painting skills are similar to his, so he can really be regarded as a genius.

Hearing this, Taichang became more interested in Dai Zi.

He thought for a while, and then confessed: "This Dai Zi will be ranked number one for the time being, you guys go ahead, I'll go and see what kind of genius this Dai Zi is."

Well, the emperor is thirsty for talent, every time he finds a genius, he will take the initiative to find someone before the test list comes out.

And the one he found in advance is basically the number one pick by default.

Of course, Taichang didn't choose the number one pick indiscriminately, he had to inspect it himself before he picked the number one pick to see if he had any real skills.

This time it was Luo Yangxing who was ordered to invite Dai Zi, and he quickly found out that Dai Zi lived in Mingshifang, which is an inn in Suzhou Hutong near Gongyuan.

He ordered the guard of honor, brought the horse and the carriage, came to the inn with great fanfare, and said beamingly: "The shopkeeper, Mr. Dai Zi Dai is here."

The shopkeeper here naturally recognized him.

He is the commander of the Jinyiwei, the future commander of the Jinyiwei, and he is also the son of the earl. His family is also in charge of the most profitable mahogany business. He is a well-known high-ranking official in the capital, and there are really not many people who don't know him.

The shopkeeper hastily cupped his hands and bowed, "Master Luo, Mr. Dai has gone out to set up a stall in the street."

Set up a stall?

Luo Yangxing couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this.

Although this inn is not the largest inn in the capital, it is not an ordinary small inn either.

Especially the location of this inn is near the Gongyuan, so the price is definitely not cheap.

Besides, Juren is a master, and there are not many people who are short of money. What happened to Mr. Dai, he was reduced to the point of setting up a stall!
He was stunned for a while, and then asked anxiously: "Do you know where Master Dai is setting up a stall?"

Hearing the words, the shopkeeper quickly raised his hand to beckon a waiter in the shop, asked a few words carefully, then nodded and bowed his head and said: "The little old man knows, why don't the little old man take the adults there?"

Okay, I don't know Mr. Dai.

Luo Yangxing waved without hesitation: "Hurry up, lead the way."

The shopkeeper hurriedly led them out.

Soon, everyone left the alley and came to Chongwenmen Street outside.

The shopkeeper scanned the north side of the street, and soon brought Luo Yangxing and his party to a calligraphy and painting booth.

Right now Dai Zi is concentrating on making a portrait of a rich-faced peddler.

It wasn't that he was short of money, it was mainly because he was anxiously waiting for the release of the list, so he ran to the street to give people portraits.

This was the business his father ran before he won the imperial examination. When he was a child, he often set up a stall for portraits on the street with his father. When he was a scholar, he also liked to set up a stall for portraits on the street when he was free. It was natural for this business It is familiar.

He is really talented in painting, especially good at fine brushwork and portraiture. The portraits he draws are really lifelike, just like real people!
Luo Yangxing looked at the portrait painted by Dai Zi, and then at the rich-faced peddler in front of him, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

He had never seen such a good portrait.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper was about to go forward and tell Dai Zi that Jin Yiwei was looking for him.

Luo Yangxing pulled him back with a single swipe.

Because Dai Zi is almost finished painting, and this place is not far from the imperial palace, he doesn't need to be in such a hurry.

The merchant saw the well-known Mr. Luo in the capital surrounding him with a group of guards in brocade clothes, and was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground, and the cold sweat on his forehead burst out immediately.

This poor scholar who draws pictures is not a wanted criminal by the court!
He couldn't sit still for a long time, but Mr. Luo made a silent gesture to prevent him from speaking.

At this moment, he is really uncomfortable like sitting on pins and needles.

Dai Zi concentrated on retouching the portrait, then picked up the portrait and got up and handed it to him, and said seriously: "Okay, are you satisfied after looking at it?"

The merchant was so frightened that he didn't even have the time to look at the portrait, so he looked at Luo Yangxing in horror, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Seeing this, Luo Yangxing walked over and smiled slightly: "What are you looking at me for? Give me money!"

Well, give the money.

The vendor quickly took out a handful of gold and silver coins and stuffed them into Daizi's hands.

Dai Zi looked back at Luo Yangxing, then at the gold and silver coins in his hand, and was also a little dumbfounded.

Who is this?
He froze for a moment, then said carefully: "My lord, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, he directly put the portrait in the hands of the merchant in Sena, took another silver coin, and then handed back the remaining gold and silver coins, saying politely: "I have agreed on a silver coin, how can I take it?" You have so much money."

The merchant still looked at Luo Yangxing with horror on his face, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this, Luo Yangxing still smiled slightly and said, "I tell you, you have made a fortune. The portrait written by Mr. Dai is worth at least ten thousand gold. You should take it back as a family heirloom."

What are you talking about, what is worth ten thousand gold, what is a family heirloom?

Dai Zi didn't understand at all.

When the vendor heard this, he understood that the person in front of him was not a wanted criminal by the imperial court, but an adult in modest clothes who set up a stall.

so far so good.

He quickly got up and bowed his hands, "Thank you, Lord Luo, thank you, Lord Dai."

After that, he took the portrait and ran away.

Uh, what the hell is going on here?

Dai Zi looked at the gold and silver coins in his hand, then at Luo Yangxing, and said in embarrassment: "I haven't asked for advice, who is this lord?"

Luo Yangxing hastily cupped his hands and bowed: "The commander of Jin Yiwei, the next official, is responsible for Luo Yangxing, please refer to Lord Dai."

Jin Yiwei is in command!
Why do you call me my lord?
Dai Zi hastily stuffed the gold and silver coins into his bosom, then bowed his hands and said, "I don't know if it's Mr. Luo in person, so I've neglected you. Please forgive me, Mr. Luo."

Uh, don't be polite to me.

There is no end to this kind of politeness.

Luo Yangxing thought for a while, straightened his face, and then said solemnly: "Master Dai, the emperor invites you."

Oh, it turned out that the emperor summoned him.

Dai Zi hurriedly said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, please help me close the stall."

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands and bowed again: "I also ask Mr. Luo to lead the way."

Luo Yangxing looked at the crowded street, waved his hands over the sedan chair, and then bowed his hands and said, "Master Dai, please get on the sedan chair."

The emperor summoned him and ordered Jin Yiwei to come over with a sedan chair?

Commander Jin Yiwei is still so polite to him!
At this moment, the stories of the former science champions have already spread among the people.

Dai Zi faintly understood that the emperor might have taken a fancy to the lance he designed, and it is very likely that the emperor wanted him to be the champion!
Scholars always dream of getting a title on the gold list, and as for the number one scholar in high school, that is the dream of all scholars.

Dai Zi was like dreaming at this moment, got into the sedan chair, came to the imperial city, and followed Luo Yangxing to the palace.

It wasn't until he entered the imperial study room and saw Taichang that he bowed his hands like he had just woken up from a dream: "Student Dai Zi, see the emperor."

so young!

Taichang really didn't expect that the person who can design a semi-automatic rifle would be so young. Judging by his appearance, Dai Zi was only in his twenties.

He was about to ask a question, but Luo Yangxing bowed forward and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, Mr. Dai seems to be short of money. When I first went to pick him up, he really set up a stall on the street for portraits." Woolen cloth."

Lack of money!

At this moment, the Juren of the Ming Dynasty will be short of money?

Such a genius would be so poor that he would set up a street stall for portraits?
Isn't he such a failure as the emperor!

Hearing this, Taichang nodded solemnly, then waved his hand slightly, signaling Luo Yangxing to back down.

It wasn't until Luo Yangxing's figure disappeared at the door that he asked solemnly: "Did you just set up a stall on the street to draw portraits?"

Well, Jin Yiwei has seen it, so there is no way to hide it.

Dai Zi hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed: "Yes, Your Majesty, the student is ashamed, the student did indeed set up a street stall on the street just now to draw portraits."

What are you ashamed of?
I should be ashamed!

Taichang asked again solemnly: "Does your family have any difficulties?"

Uh, difficult?

No!
The emperor may have misunderstood.

Dai Zi quickly explained: "Your Majesty, the student's family doesn't have any difficulties.

The reason why students set up street stalls for portraits was because they were anxiously waiting for the results to be released, so they found something to do. "

No difficulty?

Taichang asked again solemnly: "What does your family do?"

Dai Zi explained in detail: "Students' families have been scholars for generations, although no one can win the gold list, there are still a few in the township examination.

My father was Juren, and he had served as magistrate for two terms.

It was only later that my father became obsessed with painting, so he returned to Hangzhou and started selling paintings. "

Is it wrong for the county magistrate to sell paintings?
Hearing this, Taichang couldn't help asking curiously, "Is selling paintings very profitable?"

How do you say this?