My right eye is a god-level computer

Today's Han family palace.

It is the Three Palaces of the Han Dynasty located in Chang'an.

In Changle Palace at this time.

The middle-aged Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty was leaning over his desk with a candle in his hand. He looked restless and had nowhere to vent his inner fire.

He has been playing with thousands of maids and concubines for a long time, but they are boring.

There was a crash.

He pushed the paperwork off the table and shouted, "Here, bring me the portraits I collected recently!"

Painter Mao Yanshou had been waiting outside the palace for a long time.

He smiled sinisterly, rolled up a dozen portraits, almost crawled forward, entered Changle Palace, and knelt down before Emperor Yuan of Han Dynasty.

Emperor Han Yuan looked impatient and said, "Bring it here."

Mao Yanshou buried his head and laid the scroll on the table.

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty stared at the first scroll and frowned, "This woman has a beautiful face, but she is as skinny as a stick!"

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty simply threw the painting aside.

"This woman has a charming figure, but this big face can accommodate mountains and rivers!"

"Tsk tsk"

"Um"

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty looked at the third portrait again and said, "This woman is not bad. She is full in heaven, has charming eyes, and has a moderate figure. But I think this fat butt looks like she has given birth to children?"

immediately.

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty looked at Mao Yanshou.

The palace painter said in awe: "Your Majesty, the area I am responsible for is Chang'an City, so that you can recruit civilian girls into the palace as quickly as possible. However, this has been selected for a long time. Your Majesty, do you want to continue reading?"

Emperor Han Yuan waved his hand.

In short, after layers of screening, there are almost no beauties in Chang'an.

The middle-aged emperor endured his impatience and continued to flip.

"My eyes!"

"My eyes!"

However, Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty roared, covered his eyes with his big sleeves, and pointed at the screen tremblingly, "How can there be such an ugly woman in the world!"

I just saw the portrait.

A blue-haired woman is as strong as a bear. If the previous one's face was big enough to accommodate mountains and rivers, then the one in front of her could easily accommodate the world!

And there is a huge black mole on her cheek!

The facial features put together are not half the size of this mole!

"Mao Yanshou, you are trying to break my mind!"

Emperor Han Yuan roared, and his whole body was instantly cooled down.

He revealed one eye and looked at the name in the lower right corner of the painting - Queen Zhaojun of the People's Republic of China.

"Oops"

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you offer me such a wonderful woman from ancient times to the present!"

But he saw Mao Yanshou kowtow and said quickly: "Your Majesty, it was your decree before that you will not reject anyone who comes, and don't miss any woman in the world."

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty was heartbroken and said, "I regret it!"

Mao Yanshou rolled his eyes and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this female Zhaojun has stained your eyes, and her appearance is detrimental to my appearance as a man. Why don't you order her beheaded and kill everyone in the house!"

Mao Yanshou had already made plans in his heart.

The executioner had a close personal relationship with him, so he could have subtitled Wang Zhaojun before beheading him, and then brought him back to the mansion for his own enjoyment!

At this time, he stared at Emperor Han Yuan with a pair of thief eyes. Seeing this situation, the emperor was furious. He only needed a few more slanderous words to get what he wanted!

But he didn't expect that Emperor Han Yuan took a deep breath for a moment and calmed down his emotions!

He said: "You are short-sighted. I don't like it, so you want to behead her? How will this be spread out? Who else will be willing to enter the palace in the future?"

immediately.

Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty waved his sleeves and said, "This portrait will be included in the 'Quan Palace' and will not be allowed to appear in front of me in the future! I will never see this kind of woman in my life!"

Quegong means incomplete. All discarded items are classified here and sealed forever.

As for Mao Yanshou, naturally he couldn't explain much more.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and accept the decree.

But he said it was a wooden house in the suburbs.

Brother Liu was lying on the wooden bed, separated from Zhaojun by a wall.

He thought to himself, "Don't look at anything inappropriate. I have never changed my face even when the mountains are falling."

But there is something called ‘afterglow’.

I always see things I shouldn't see by accident.

He was also impartial, and the biggest crack in the wooden wall happened to be right next to Liu Di's eyes.

He saw.

There are many hanging tassels on the lower side of Zhaojun's short skirt that does not conform to the era. Now that Zhaojun is lying on her side, those tassels are scattered and flat on her delicate long legs.

The thin long skirt she wore covered her waist, and the scene in it was vaguely visible.

Liu Di took a breath, "This kind of clothing creates a unique effect, very modern."

Devil Boy: "Lace."

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"Unbearable."

Brother Liu could still smell Zhaojun's orchid-like breath. Lying next to such a beautiful woman, it was like falling into hell and being tortured.

Finally, Liu Di gritted his teeth and made a decision!

Purple light flashed in his eyes and he stood up suddenly!

He pushed open the wooden door, came outside, and glanced at

It was a quiet night at this time, with no one around except the chirping of cicadas.

Brother Liu secretly said, "It's a wonderful environment in the wilderness."

So he worked hard.

He climbed directly onto the roof.

In my impression, the qigong I secretly learned from Xiuxiangshan Baimei can calm my mood.

Brother Liu immediately started to use it.

Put your feet into the horse stance and do Tai Chi with your hands.

Brother Liu really misses some mantras to help him calm his mind.

But it's a pity that he mastered Qigong overnight and didn't know the formula at all.

So the man in the white shirt stood under the moonlight on the top of the wooden roof, practicing Qigong and reading ancient poems.

"It's noon on the hoeing day, so the work is really hard."

"If I don't work hard, Gu Fan won't marry me!"

"Yeah"

"You must control yourself."

Liu Di closed his eyes and nodded to himself.

But he heard a click from below, and Zhaojun pushed the door open.

She looked at the man who was making trouble on the roof, and a trace of doubt flashed across her face.

Is he reciting a poem?

What a bad writing.

Liu Di turned around.

Seeing the woman standing in the breeze, with a graceful figure, blue hair and tasseled robes fluttering in the wind.

She had a pair of bright eyes, clear and bright as stars.

It was also at this moment that Liu Di thought of the story of Zhaojun going out to the frontier.

He sighed softly and chanted softly, "The face is full of sand and the temples are full of wind, the eyebrows are faded and the face is faded, the sorrow and hard work are exhausted, but now it seems like a picture."

From the Xianghe Song Ci·Wang Zhaojun Two Poems, the author Bai Juyi.

Wang Zhaojun was stunned.

I just felt that these few lines of poetry outlined a sad scene.

An image suddenly appeared in her mind.

——On the yellow sand of the border, a beautiful woman is traveling alone, exhausted. Who is so cold and indifferent?