Du Ruhui passed away in the fifth year of Zhenguan.

Du He was still very young at that time.

I have a very vague impression of my father.

Zhao Chen came to be a preface for his deceased father. Although Du He was dissatisfied with Zhao Chen, he was also a little nervous and expectant.

Since the emperor would let Zhao Chen come, he would naturally not be a fool.

Otherwise, he would not be able to explain anything to other ministers!

Therefore, does the paintings Zhao Chen’s good ones look like his father?

"Yes!" Zhao Chen nodded and took back his brush.

Although it is not as good as the portrait of Empress Changsun, it is also outlined by Du He's appearance and his own description.

Du He turned one leg and slowly moved to Zhao Chen.

When I looked back, I saw a middle-aged man in the painting looking at him with a smile on his face.

For a moment, Du He felt that her father, who had passed away, was smiling at him at this moment.

"Father——" Du He's voice suddenly choked.

Standing in front of the portrait, stretching out his right hand, but he didn't dare to touch it.

...

When Zhao Chen and Li Ke left, Du He didn't say anything.

Just standing in front of the portrait, shed tears.

"Actually, this guy Du He is quite pitiful, too." Li Ke suddenly said to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen looked over.

Whether Du He is pitiful or not is it because he asked for it himself.

Since he chose to deal with him with Li Chengqian, Zhao Chen would not feel sympathy for his current performance.

"When Du He helped the prince deal with us, he didn't think he was pitiful."

"When he insulted his parents, did he think of his own situation in his heart!" Zhao Chen smiled slightly.

In Zhao Chen's opinion, Du He would cry when he saw Du Ruhui's portrait.

It was just because he was injured and felt his fragility and cried.

Looking at Du Ruhui's portrait, I just wanted to seek comfort.

Li Ke didn't speak, he understood what Zhao Chen meant.

He just expressed his feelings.

When Du Ruhui was there, the Du family was so majestic.

When the Fang planned Duan, the emperor valued Du Ruhui many times.

But now, Du He was seriously injured on one leg, and no one had any words of sympathy for his experience.

Isn’t it the most common thing for Du He to be sad?

"Sir, let's not talk about anything else, your painting skills are really amazing. The person in the painting seems to be like a real person."

"I saw Du He was stunned at that time."

"It's obvious that I was shocked by the realisticity of the portrait."

"Why do you sir, you can draw a picture for me? I can't enter Lingyan Pavilion, and I can also let my descendants see me, Li Ke's charm!"

Li Ke's mouth opened again.

This is what I say constantly.

He also asked Zhao Chen to draw a portrait of him.

Isn't this a joke?

There are so many students in the academy.

There are other elders and friends. If they were one picture of each person, they would not have to lie down here to draw every day.

"Which company is the next one?" Zhao Chen stopped and asked without answering Li Ke's words.

Several dukes had passed away, and the emperor also informed Zhao Chen in advance that the portraits of these dukes should be prepared.

So, Zhao Chen is very busy.

"The late Duke of Yun, Yin Qiao, is on the mansion of-"

...

The one who inherited the Duke of Lai was Du Ruhui's eldest son Du Gou.

Today he went to the government office to work, and when it was almost evening, he came back exhausted.

This time he came back, he received news from his servant.

It is said that Zhao Chen has been here, and that his younger brother Du He is crying in the yard now.

Du Gou was very angry.

Even if Du He made any mistake, his leg was injured like this.

The Du family did not make any dissatisfaction.

But is it a bit too much for you, Zhao Chen, to chase him into his home?

Du Gou was very angry.

He knew that Zhao Chen was favored by the emperor now, and that their Du family had gradually declined after his father Du He passed away.

Can bully people like this...

Du Gou gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards the yard behind.

"What did Zhao Chen say when he ran up to the mansion?" Du Gou walked quickly to Du He, his face gloomy.

He wanted to know what Zhao Chen was here for.

This has been bullied at his home. If Du Gou didn’t make any noise, how could he raise his head in the future?

"Brother, look, father--" Du He pointed to the portrait in front of him and smiled with Du Gou.

It seemed like crying and laughing, but it seemed a little uncomfortable.

Du Gou didn't see the portrait behind him at first.

At this time, Du He pointed to the back and said that his father was stunned.

He was still wondering if his younger brother was stimulated by Zhao Chen today and had a problem with his mind.

When he turned around, he saw a portrait of his long-dead father standing behind him.

"Who drew it?" Du Gou trembled.

Du Gou is much older than Du He.

So when his father Du Ruhui passed away, Du Gou clearly remembered his appearance.

When I saw the painting in front of me again, Du Gou looked in disbelief.

In the portrait, Du Ruhui had a smile on his face, which was exactly the same as Du Gou remembered that his father was alive.

Even the tips of his eyebrows, hair, and even the wrinkles on his face were exactly the same as he remembered.

At this moment, Du Gou felt that he was dreaming.

"Bang--" Du Gou suddenly slapped himself for no reason, and then he saw tears burst out from his eyes.

With a plop, Du Gou knelt on the ground.

I reached out to pull my father's hand, but I touched the paint that had never been dried.

"Brother." Du He wanted to pull Dugou up, but his legs could not be subjected to the force.

There is no way to pull Du Gou up at all.

"Who painted this, Yan Liben?" Du Gou turned around and asked Du He.

In Du Gou's impression, if you talk about painting skills, it is probably Yan Liben who has such painting skills.

But Du Gou felt strange again.

I have never heard of it. Yan Li can instinctively paint the portraits just like real people.

Yan Liben's painting skills are superb, but Du Gou only knows that he knows traditional skills.

And the...

Du He didn't say anything, just looked at the portrait in front of him.

"No...it could be Zhao Chen!" Du Gou suddenly thought that the servant told him just now that Zhao Chen had come today.
To be continued...