On the white canvas, a slender paintbrush is swaying on it.The brush is used perfectly in the hands of a well-maintained jade-like hand.Hooking, pointing, pendulum, wrinkling, rubbing, drawing, piling, brushing, sweeping, wiping, painting, and other techniques are all presented smoothly in front of the canvas.Just by the power of the pen when the pen is moving, and the change of the tip of the pen as it walks on the canvas, it can be seen that the owner of the painting is an excellent painter."
Well, there can be a little more color here, such a beauty looks more charming."
Bernadotte muttered to the canvas, feeling that the picture of the beauty in front of him, which was about to be completed, was still not perfect in some details.Retouches are required.Bernadotte turned, picked up another thick brush, dipped it in bright paint, and gently sketched it on his own painting.Under the double coloring effect of scatter painting and impasto painting, the slightly tilted side face of the beauty on the canvas looks more charming and moving than just now.The delicate texture seems to be about to break away from the canvas as a carrier, and it is about to appear in front of Bernadotte, and people can't help but reach out and touch it."
Well, that's perfect!"
Bernadotte looked at his finished masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction.If this picture of a beautiful woman drawn by the Speaker of the United Council of the Holy Spirit Continent himself was circulated, how could it be sold for a few hundred Holy Spirit coins.In Nia and the rear, people who still have the financial resources and ability to play with works of art are eager for such paintings, sculptures, seal carvings, and other works of art made by high-level government officials.But in the eyes of these people, there is no balance between the leadership of those high-ranking officials and their artistic talents.These people in business believe that some high-ranking officials who hold great power are actually wasting their artistic talents, rather than sitting in that position and eating a vegetarian meal.The constant stream of meetings of the Union Parliament and the daunting piles of reports on the desk often exhaust Bernadotte as Speaker.The worse and worse times, the dwindling land, the growing skepticism from the people, and the growing quarrels and intrigues within the council, put Bernadotte under increasing pressure.It is said that "if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight," but it is usually always lost in the gorgeous and delicate appearance of the crown first, and not for the sake of the fragile neck.Bernadotte has now climbed to the pinnacle of power in the Holy Spirit Continent, at least from the vast majority of people's opinion, it is.However, only Bernadotte himself knew how tired he, the nominal supreme leader of the Holy Spirit Continent, should be.Bernadotte found a way to decompress himself, by picking up a paintbrush, spreading the canvas, dipping it in paint, and indulging in the ink.Whenever I have free time, or when I go home to reunite with my family, I will pick up my paintbrush and splurge on it.Often, his paintings were sought after by the upper-class aristocracy in Nia.Now, with the peak of power and status, Bernadotte's pursuit has also changed, and the high-ranking speaker sometimes secretly asks attendants to go to the art market and the black market to ask how much his paintings are worth.Whenever he received news that someone was complimenting his paintings, the Speaker of the Union Council would immediately be as happy as a student who had just entered the academy and was praised for his teachings.Maybe he wants to leave some talking points for future generations, probably hoping that future generations can give him the title of "Speaker of Art" and "Speaker of Painting"!"
Bernadotte?
Crown, the 300th anniversary of the War of the Eternal Night, drawn on the New Year's Day!
”Signing his name on this picture of a beautiful woman that had been painted for two days, Bernadotte felt a sense of accomplishment and once again carefully examined his masterpiece.Feeling a little thirsty, he turned to the closet behind his desk and poured himself a Morogitto.Today is the last day of the New Year's Festival, and every year on the three days of the New Year's Festival, there will be a rare time in the various departments of the council.For example, the speaker of the parliament, Bernadotte, will have a meeting in the morning all day today, and go out in the afternoon to talk with the representatives of the citizens of Nia, and then have time to go back to the speaker's mansion to paint.While he was free, Bernadotte also wanted to meet with someone, someone who could relate to his own family, and even to the entire race of the Lelanni.Bernadotte had just drunk halfway through the Morogitto when there was a knock on the door."
Come in, the door is unlocked!"
Bernadotte drank the liquid from the cup and said in a deep voice.The door opened, and a slender young figure entered."
The 1st Squadron of the Parliamentary Guard, Squadron Leader Stuart, has come to report!
I've seen the Speaker!
”The young man saluted Bernadotte with a standard parliamentary escort salute, with a smooth and powerful movement."
Actually, in private, you still call me uncle, I'm your own uncle!"
Bernadotte gestured to Stuart Road."
Yes, uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time, though I know the distance between you and me, but only a few doors.""
Yes, the two of us in this council can have such an opportunity to meet, but it is rare, go, young man, close the door that separates our affection, and then come and sit down beside me, I have something to say to you.I've sent all the waiters on this level. ”Stuart closed the door as Bernadotte had ordered, and walked back to his desk in the middle of the study, and sat down beside Bernadotte."
Well," Bernadotte said, looking at his nephew in front of him, "a bit of a commander-in-chief, it seems that you have been doing well in the parliamentary guard in the past few years."
But you can't stay in Nia all the time, here as guards for us people, looking at the gates.This is not the way out for you. ”"I knew in my heart that when I came, my family had already revealed it to me."
Stuart replied to Bernadotte."
So, you know everything, you know the Holy Prophet who played the Tower of Heaven, and everything behind her?"
A glimmer of light suddenly rose in Bernadotte's eyes, and even his deliberately muffled voice raised a few points."
I know a rough idea, it seems that I am an old man in the family, and I am too young to hold it, so the most important place.They didn't say it explicitly, so they asked me to come to you, uncle. ”"Want to know better?
If your curiosity is too great. ”Bernadotte squinted his eyes and asked Stuart faintly."
I want to, I want to know what kind of goal and height I want to achieve."
Stuart said solemnly to his uncle, his eyes full of longing.