Golden Summoner.

The young man was still critically looking at Xia Ping'an, but when Xia Ping'an's couplet came out, the young man was also taken aback, smacking his lips for a while after Xia Ping'an's couplet, and then smiled, "Forget that you have the ability, that's fine , I count you as passing this level!" After finishing speaking, the boy moved out of the way.

Walking through the corridor and coming to the flower hall, there were three pretty and clever maidservants standing in front of them. The eyes of those maidservants looked at Xia Ping'an's face. He opened his mouth, "We also have an upper couplet, please check it out, my lord!"

"Speak, girl!"

The maid said, "The nobile cloth skirt is over half summer!"

Xia Ping pondered for a while, "Gardenia light powder welcomes the winter!"

A maidservant next to her was not convinced, she took a step forward, and said again, "Ziyuan Yingchun Guangmuxiang."

Xia Pingan glanced at the faces of the maidservants, and smiled again, "The matchmaker is happy at first sight!"

"Ah..." The faces of the three maidservants blushed inexplicably, they glanced at each other, smiled at the corners of their mouths, saluted Xia Ping'an, and then retreated.

At this time, the housekeeper looked at Xia Ping'an with more and more joy, and the two came to the flower hall. There was a written couplet on the table in the flower hall. An old servant stood in front of him and pointed to the couplet. , and pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the other side of the table, "Please also write down the second couplet!"

Xia Pingan looked at the written Shanglian. The handwriting of the Shanglian was beautiful, as if it was written by a woman——Wu Rong was in the world, Yu Liren dared not work hard!

Xia Pingan thought for a while, picked up the pen on the table next to him, dipped it in the ink, and wrote down the next couplet in a fluttering manner—Hopu treats others so that a gentleman can keep his long-term ambition!

The old servant dried Xia Pingan's second couplet, saluted Xia Pingan, held the second couplet in both hands, and left.

The butler looked at Xia Pingan with a smile, and led Xia Pingan directly through the flower hall to the living room.

An old man with a beard and hair like silver sat on the master chair in the living room, looking at Xia Pingan with a smile, his eyes were very satisfied.

"I've seen Mr. Lin!"

"Please sit down, I still have a couplet here at the end, what do you think is right!" Mr. Lin said, and then said the couplet, "Ya Zhimu, don't pay attention to lotus seeds. After walking for a few months, how many birthplaces have passed, and you have reached Sha Garden, cut Nepeta along the way, draped Tribulus terrestris, and covered platycodon."

Xia Pingan pondered for a moment, and wrote the second couplet, "Up to now, my heart is happy, I am rewarding Yuanzhi, I have experienced thousands of lilies, I have won acacia, and I am in fennel, and I am enjoying red flowers halfway.

As soon as Xia Ping'an's couplet came out, Elder Lin stroked his beard and laughed, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful..." After finishing speaking, the old man said directly to a screen in the living room, "Rong'er, grandpa How about the husband-in-law chosen for you?"

What, picking a husband and son-in-law?Xia Ping'an was also stunned, didn't he pick an apprentice?

A shy female voice came from behind the screen, "It's all up to Grandpa!"

Xia Pingan looked towards the screen, and saw a vaguely graceful woman behind the screen, who seemed to be secretly looking at it.

Haha, this Boundary Bead is also interesting. If there is such a relationship in history, it would be a good story...

……

In the secret room, only half an hour later, the light cocoon on Xia Pingan's body dissipated.

The divine power in the sky caisson of the secret mandala temple has increased by 49 points again, reaching 7744 points. The alchemist in his secret mandala has also advanced, and he can summon the second-level alchemist...

This Boundary Bead has gained a lot.

Xia Pingan, who had just fused this boundary bead, did not rest, and directly took out Wang Zhaojun's boundary bead, and fused with a drop of blood.

……

After a while, Xia Pingan opened his eyes. He looked at himself. Fortunately, he was a man. He was wearing a dragon robe and sitting on top of the Golden Luan Hall. A group of court ladies and eunuchs lined up in the hall. The portrait unfolded in front of him.

"Your Majesty, these are the portraits of the maids of Ye Ting, please take a look at them..."

Chapter 462 The Legend of Zhaojun

He actually became Emperor Han Yuan!

Xia Pingan looked at the portraits of court ladies in various poses and with different expressions displayed in the hall, and immediately reacted.

In fact, Zhaojun’s going out of the fortress in history is not as unbearable as the legends in later literary works. Many works describe Zhaojun’s going out of the fortress as a humiliating marriage of the Han Dynasty, which completely obliterates the countless famous generals and warriors of the Han Dynasty. merit.

In real history, the Han Dynasty was at its peak in the era of Emperor Hanyuan. At this time, the Xiongnu had been attacked by nearly ten emperors in front of the Han Dynasty.

In the first year of Jingning, Hu Hanxie, the leader of the Southern Huns, very well-behaved, came to Chang'an to make a pilgrimage to the Han Yuan Emperor, and asked himself to be his son-in-law as a vassal.

Emperor Han Yuan saw that Hu Hanxie, the leader of the Southern Huns, was sensible and well-behaved, so he agreed to Hu Hanxie's request. Of course, facing a barbarian tribe like the Huns, Emperor Han Yuan was reluctant to let the blood of the Liu family and the royal nobles, princesses and princesses It is true that she married a Hun as a wife, but at this time, the Southern Huns have to give face, and proper appeasement is also needed, and they cannot be slapped in the face.

Isn't it just a woman, just find a child from an ordinary family in the Han Dynasty and give it to Hu Hanxie, marry to the Southern Huns and become the queen of the "mother's world" among the Southern Huns tribe, with luxurious clothes and fine food, it is actually not a grievance.

Emperor Han Yuan thought so.

Emperor Han Yuan was naturally reluctant to part with a beautiful woman, so he wanted to just choose an ugly woman in the palace to marry Hu Hanxie, but he never thought that under such a blunder, he would marry Wang Zhaojun out.

Of course Wang Zhaojun is not ugly, but she is extremely beautiful in the world, and she is the head of the most handsome women in South County of Han Dynasty.

However, Emperor Han Yuan usually chose too many women and beautiful women, so he probably felt numb. In order to save trouble, Emperor Han Yuan asked the court painter to draw a portrait of each beautiful woman entering the palace. The eunuch and maid took out those portraits and unfolded them in front of him. He could easily see who was beautiful and who was ugly at a glance, and who was most suitable for him.And choosing this way is more in line with the identity of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the portraits of all the maids in Ye Ting are here. I wonder who His Majesty wants to give to Hu Hanxie?" An old eunuch beside him saw that Xia Pingan didn't speak, and was still looking at those portraits in a daze. A reminder from the side whispered.

The maids in Ye Ting were all women who had never been favored by the Emperor Han Yuan, and they had never even seen the Emperor Han Yuan's face before entering the palace.

Xia Pingan stepped down from the throne, and slowly paced and browsed in front of the portraits of palace maids. As he walked, Xia Pingan stopped in front of a portrait. There was a beautiful palace maid holding a banana fan in that portrait. , standing on tiptoe, trying to catch butterflies among the flowers on the beach, the whole painting is very vivid, and the maid's figure and posture are all beautiful.

The maid's name is written on the portrait - Fu Yuan.

"Who painted this painting?" Xia Pingan asked.

"Your Majesty, this painting was painted by Mao Yanshou!" The old eunuch who followed Xia Pingan just glanced at the painting and said.

"Not bad, not bad, not bad..." Xia Pingan nodded.

"Mao Yanshou, don't thank Your Majesty Jinkou Hongen!" The old eunuch glanced to the side and said something in a high-pitched voice. When one of the painters standing in the corner of the hall heard it, he immediately became overjoyed and stepped forward. Thank you for the first two steps.

This guy is Mao Yanshou who framed Miss Zhaojun?

Xia Pingan took a look at Mao Yanshou, Mao Yanshou looked over 50 years old, he looked like a dog, gentle and polite, just like the "experts" who appeared on TV marketing programs in later generations, and he looked good .

Wait a little longer to clean you up!

Xia Pingan secretly said in his heart, "Give this Fu Yuan to Hu Hanxie!"

The old lady next to her was stunned when she heard Xia Ping'an's words. His Majesty has changed his sex. Last night, His Majesty also said that it would be fine to just choose any unattractive court lady and give it to Hu Hanxie. Why did you choose a painting today? I also chose a beautiful one.

But the old eunuch didn't dare to ask more questions, he just asked people to put away the painting and prepare to make arrangements.Hu Hanxie hadn't arrived in Chang'an yet, and only the envoys of the Southern Huns were in Chang'an. These things had to be settled in advance before Hu Hanxie arrived in Chang'an.

The reason why Xia Ping'an chose this maid surnamed Fu to give to Hu Hanxie was because in his impression, some unofficial legends recorded that Wang Zhaojun offended a woman surnamed Fu in the palace. After being selected as Zhaoyi, her status suddenly surpassed Wang Zhaojun's by a large margin, and she targeted Wang Zhaojun everywhere, causing Wang Zhaojun to suffer a lot.

Xia Pingan continued to pace, looking over the portraits of court ladies. Finally, in the last row of those portraits, Xia Pingan saw a familiar name on one of the portraits——Wang Qiang!

Wang Qiang is Wang Zhaojun's real name.

Wang Zhaojun in the portrait is the ugliest among those portraits. Wang Qiang stands in front of a pavilion window with a slightly stiff posture, holding a pipa in his hand, with slightly enlarged nostrils and a little mole under his eyes. Like teardrops, I can't see how graceful the figure is, and it is all covered by the pipa.

It was this painting that made Wang Zhaojun fooled.

Xia Pingan sighed, after Wang Zhaojun, in later generations, no beautiful woman in this world would dare to offend the photographer.

"Who painted this painting?"

"Your Majesty, it's Mao Yanshou's painting!" said the old eunuch next to him.

"Okay, let's leave the rest temporarily. This Wang Qiang is interesting. I haven't seen such a strange-looking maid among the court ladies. Judging by her appearance, she can also play the pipa. I just want to listen to the pipa today, so I just want to listen to the pipa." Invite her to come to this palace to play a song for me!"

"Yes!"

Xia Pingan was talking here calmly. Mao Yanshou, the court painter who had just been praised, turned pale in an instant, and his whole body trembled. In the end, he left the hall with several painters in a daze, and retreated to the entrance of the hall. A limp, but also a fall, extremely embarrassing.

Mao Yanshou never dreamed that the emperor of Han Yuan, as if he had changed his temper today, actually called on ugly girls by name.

After a while, Wang Zhaojun, holding a pipa, came and entered the hall.

Even Xia Pingan had seen too many beauties, seeing Wang Zhaojun at this moment, he felt his eyes light up. Wang Zhaojun entered the hall gracefully. Once he entered, the whole hall rolled in like a bright pearl, and the whole hall was brightly lit.

Wang Zhaojun, who entered the hall, had been carefully dressed, making him even more luxurious and beautiful, with a myriad of manners.

The Chinese people use Shen Yuluoyan to describe the appearance of a stunning woman. The allusion of Luoyan comes from Wang Zhaojun. When the flying geese see Wang Zhaojun on the ground, they can't help but fall down and want to take a closer look.

Hands like catkins, skin like creamy fat, collar like grub, teeth like gourd rhinoceros, gnat head and moth eyebrows, charming smile, beautiful eyes, even such poems cannot describe half of Wang Zhaojun's beauty.

The moment he saw Wang Zhaojun, Xia Pingan finally understood why Emperor Han Yuan became so angry after seeing Wang Zhaojun himself that he killed Mao Yanshou and other court painters. Nima, such a once-in-a-lifetime beauty was actually killed by all of you! The guy paints an ugly girl and dares to trick me. This is a crime of bullying the king. If you don’t kill you, who will you kill?

Wang Zhaojun looked at Xia Pingan looking at himself with burning eyes, his face was a little shy, and his ruddy complexion made Zhaojun look more charming than a flower, but Wang Zhaojun still gave Xia Pingan an audience ceremony graciously.

"Queen Xiu of Nanjun has met His Majesty!"

"Can you play the pipa?" Xia Pingan asked.

"Just a little bit!"

"Okay, you are here to play a song for me, I want to hear it..."

"I don't know what song Your Majesty wants to hear?"

"I'll listen to whatever you play!" Xia Pingan smiled slightly, "Come here, give me a stool!"

An eunuch moved Wang Zhaojun to sit in front of Xia Ping'an. Wang Zhaojun's face turned even redder.

For Xia Ping'an, it was a rare experience to be able to listen to Wang Zhaojun play the pipa with his own ears. With so many world beads integrated, this world beads is the most satisfying.

Seeing the emperor for the first time, Wang Zhaojun was a little nervous, but he calmed down quickly. He held the pipa, put on the armor, and with a movement of his fingers, the whole hall was like thousands of jade beads falling on a jade plate. The gurgling flowed out from under her green onion-like fingers, making the whole hall quiet all of a sudden.

Wang Zhaojun played Li Yannian's "Beauty Song", which is a repertoire of court music.

With the sound of the pipa, Wang Zhaojun showed his jade teeth lightly, and his red lips slightly parted, and began to sing, "There are beauties in the north...peerless and independent... once you look at the city...and then look at the country...Ning don't know Alluring cities and alluring countries...beautiful women are hard to come by..."

The Yuefu songs of the Han Dynasty are sung slowly word by word, the voice is melodious and melodious, there are many changes and vocal skills in the transition between words and sentences, and sometimes a sentence will be sung repeatedly many times, unlike the popular songs of later generations. The song has such a fast tempo.

Listening to Wang Zhaojun playing and singing "Beauty Song" lasted for five or six minutes.

Xia Pingan let out a long breath. Even if nothing fell from this boundary bead and failed in the end, it would be worthwhile to listen to Wang Zhaojun play and sing a song at this time.

After playing a song, Xia Pingan was immersed in Wang Zhaojun's superb skills. After Wang Zhaojun stopped for half a minute, Xia Pingan applauded alone and praised loudly, "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can it be found in the world?" smell."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your compliment!" Wang Zhaojun shyly stared at the ground.

Xia Ping asked the eunuch beside him to show Wang Zhaojun the portrait that Mao Yanshou had painted for Wang Zhaojun. Wang Zhaojun probably saw his own portrait like this for the first time, and his face was full of astonishment.

"How did you offend that Mao Yanshou, he actually painted you like this?"

"Those painters would ask for bribes for the portrait of Xiunu. I just refused to bribe him, and I didn't want to be blackmailed by him. I didn't expect..." Wang Zhaojun bit his lip and said.

My sister, you are so beautiful, but your temper is too stubborn, and the battle in the palace, do you think it is as simple as you not giving money to Mao Yanshou? If you paint well yourself, you can naturally give him money to paint you ugly.

Xia Pingan shook his head, his face turned cold, "Bring Mao Yanshou..."

A few minutes later, Mao Yanshou was brought in again. Mao Yanshou looked at Wang Zhaojun and his portrait, and then at Xia Pingan with an indifferent face. He walked a few steps on the ground with his knees, and kowtowed to Xia Ping'an and Wang Zhaojun so hard that his forehead was bleeding from the knock, staining the ground red, and he kept slapping himself.

"Mao Yanshou, you are so brave, you dare to lie to me, and you dare to punish people with pens if you fail to ask for bribes. The crime of deceiving the king should be executed..." Xia Pingan looked at Mao Yanshou and said coldly.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

Xia Pingan looked at Wang Zhaojun, "Wang Qiang, this Mao Yanshou was greedy and committed the crime of deceiving the king. How should I deal with him?"

Wang Zhaojun glanced at the court painter who was kneeling and kowtowing, his face was covered with blood, his eyes could not bear it, he turned his face, and sighed, "Seeing that he has worked so hard for His Majesty in the palace all these years, please forgive him." If he dies, don't ruin his life because of me, my heart is really uneasy..."

Xia Pingan looked at Mao Yanshou, "Besides that Wang Qiang didn't bribe you, is there any other reason why you vilify Wang Qiang?"

"Because Wang Qiang is too delicate and beautiful, some beautiful women feared that Wang Qiang would compete with them, so they gave me money to make Wang Qiang look ugly on purpose..." Mao Yanshou explained everything, and said several times in one breath The name of a beautiful girl, among them there is a beautiful girl named Fu.

Wang Zhaojun's face turned slightly pale when he heard it, and he clenched his fists, as if he finally understood something...

Chapter 463 Preparing to clone

I didn't expect the time to fuse this boundary bead to be so fast.

Xia Pingan in the secret room opened his eyes and looked at the pocket watch on his body. It took less than 15 minutes to fuse this boundary bead. The upper limit of divine power was increased by 16 points, making his upper limit of divine power reach 7760 points. There is another building in the secret mandala called Baimei Pavilion. Wang Zhaojun lives in Baimei Pavilion and is the first resident of Baimei Pavilion.

Xia Pingan smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, Wang Zhaojun, who was full of jewels and wearing a long dress in a palace dress, came out from the mist around him, beautiful and generous, with vivid eyes, and his appearance was the same as in Jiezhu , is really eye-catching, and it looks completely indistinguishable from a real person.

"See my lord..." The summoned Wang Zhaojun put his hands together in front of his chest, slightly bent his knees, and saluted Xia Ping'an in a graceful manner.

Moreover, although this Wang Zhaojun has the same name as the summoned Wang Zhaojun that Xia Pingan saw in the Zhangshitang before, his appearance and figure are completely different. Wang Zhaojun.

Xia Pingan didn't know why this happened. The beauties summoned by the Beauty Realm Bead really had thousands of faces. Different people summoned different people. It was so strange. Xia Pingan guessed that this might be the same as the summoner The various manifestations and actions taken after becoming Emperor Han Yuan in the world of Jiezhu are related.

"Zhaojun, what can you do?" Xia Pingan looked at Wang Zhaojun in front of him and couldn't help asking.

These only summoned characters can't see their attributes, and they don't know what they can do.

"Qin chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, dance and cuju, whatever the Lord likes!" Wang Zhaojun looked at Xia Ping'an, slightly shy, and lowered his eyes, "I think there is a big city in the Lord, and there are still people in the city. There is the Saint Master’s Hall, and I can learn from the books in the Saint Master’s Hall. If the master wants me to learn other skills, such as managing accounts, managing property, and making plain soup, you can also..."

Books in the Saint Master's Hall?what book...

Xia Pingan was stunned. He hadn't been to the Saint Master's Hall for many days, and he didn't notice when there were books in the Saint Master's Hall.

Hearing Wang Zhaojun's words, Xia Pingan closed his eyes, and immediately re-entered the secret mandala with all his mind, and came to the Saint Master's Hall at once. Sure enough, he saw a lot of books in the Saint Master's Hall.

Those books are placed on the bookshelf behind the main hall of the Saint Master's Hall for people to borrow.