Scroll of Seeking Jue in the Realm of the Ten Directions

Jue Mingjun didn't care about Baolian and the name on the invitation. Even if he wasn't invited, he would still go, but with another identity. Recently, Zhan Linfeng was busy preparing a congratulatory gift for King Tata. On the tenth day, it was Jun Jue Ming's vacation, and it snowed heavily again. Jun Jue Ming thought the road was slippery and muddy, so he didn't want to go out, so he simply spread out paper, put out the set of jade brushes, and started to paint in ink.

When Zhan Linfeng returned to the small courtyard, he saw Jue Mingjun holding a paintbrush in front of the table, dyeing the white snow, and the heavy snow clusters pressed on the pine branches, covering the green pine in white.On the edge of the pine forest, there is a frozen river, a half-frozen boat by the river, the faintly visible green hills and snow tops in the distance, and a farmhouse beside the pine forest, the door of the house is closed, half-surrounded by a fence, there is a faint Footprints stretched out from the door.Zhan Linfeng looked at the radiant Jue Mingjun in front of him, and felt his heart hit hard. He pretended to caress his chest inadvertently, "I didn't expect Ming Jue's painting skills to be so superb."

": Lingxuan, I'm sorry." Jue Mingjun put his pen on the pen holder and said, "I just recalled the snowy pine forest scene I saw in the old days, and just drew a few random strokes." Lin Feng is very kind. He has been alone in the human world for a long time. It is not easy to have a friend who is not a powerful man who can stand up and think of ways to protect you when you are in trouble, so he is also called by him. Getting closer, Zhan Linfeng smiled and said: "It's not a polite compliment, it's from the heart. From my observation, Mingjue's painting skills are a bit like those of a famous master in Kyoto." He pointed at the sun with his finger ": Ah, I remembered, that famous teacher was signed by Xuan Qing, it is said that even the emperor praised his painting skills, but it is hard to find a painting in the market. However, I was lucky enough to see it in Luoyunzhai. It is said that the boss of Luoyunzhai has a very unusual relationship with that Master Xuanqing, so he received so many of his dozen paintings."

": Is that so? Let's put it this way, the owner of Luoyunzhai is really unkind. I guess that the dozen or so paintings of Xuanqing in his place may not necessarily be given to him by Xuanqing willingly, but rather by him. What kind of method was used to blackmail it." Jun Jue Ming felt a little unhappy when he thought of the dozen or so paintings, and he greeted Sang Yu and his apprentice named Mo Lian again in his heart.

": No way? The owner of Luoyunzhai is the son of the Jin family, so he shouldn't do anything to blackmail people." Zhan Linfeng looked at Jue Mingjun a little puzzled, why did Jue Mingjun say that.

": Lingxuan is ready for King Tata's birthday?" Jue Mingjun didn't intend to get entangled in the matter. It's really not appropriate to see through the painting skills, but if the object is Zhan Linfeng, it probably doesn't matter, after all, there is still such a long distance between Kyoto and Santong City.

": Oh, it's about the same, but there is still one finale thing missing." Zhan Linfeng felt a little headache about this matter. The things he gave away were too expensive, which would overwhelm the share of the elder brother and the second brother. The gift was too light, and it seemed If you don't pay enough attention, you have to get it just right. Where can you find such a suitable thing in a hurry?He rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes and saw the painting on the table, and suddenly had an idea: "Mingjue, is your painting still useful?"

Jue Mingjun smiled: "It's just a random drawing, if Ling Xuan likes it, you might as well take it, and you can also paste the panes to block the wind."

": Then thank you very much." Zhan Linfeng entered the room and picked up the drawing paper, carefully spread it out and picked it up, ": Thank you Mingjue for giving me the painting. To express my gratitude, I will invite you to drink tonight."

Zhan Linfeng took the painting and personally sent it to the study where the painting was mounted in the afternoon. He also carved a seal with the word Xuanqing on it, and stamped it on the painting. After thinking about it, he wrote an inscription on the painting again. He wrote the words "Snow pressed on the green pines, old friends return", he didn't know that he was wrong, so he prepared King Tata's birthday gift like this.

Zhan Linfeng prepared two carriages, and invited some bodyguards to set off for Kantajin City in the early morning of the 24th.

Mr. Jueming sent him to the door of Furui Building, "Mingjue, when I'm away, you should take more care of the affairs in the building." Zhan Linfeng looked at the signboard of Furui Building and Mr. Jueming under the signboard, and suddenly felt a wave of Reluctant to come, he dislikes wandering and migrating the most, but he has to experience parting all the time, living alone again and again, he hopes this time leaving is the last time, but he still feels melancholy and uneasy after stepping into the carriage .Jun Ming waved at him, "Go early and go back to the building early, and I will take care of you."

Jue Mingjun watched the carriage disappear into the crowd of people coming and going. In a few days, he would also go to cut Tajin. Yesterday Minghui was ready to pack and set off.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Kanta Golden City, Sajin Tower.

Minghui stood aside and looked at Mr. Jue Ming sitting in front of the dressing table. There was a dressing box on the dressing table. The box was divided into three layers, and each layer was filled with strange tools of various colors and models. brush, "Master." Minghui called softly.

: "Yeah." Mr. Jue Ming didn't turn his head, and the pen in his hand didn't stop.

": Mr. Zhan arrived at Kantajin yesterday, and is currently staying in Room 3, Tianzi, Yuelai Inn."

":Look at him, don't let him know."

":yes."

Half an hour later, Jun Jue Ming looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and put down a tiny silver needle in his hand. His brows and eyes were vaguely familiar, but he was already a different person. There were two faint fine lines at the corners of his eyes, which were not very obvious. , the bridge of the nose stopped a little bit, and the flawless complexion was also slightly dulled by the makeup powder. There was a small mole on the corner of the left eye, and there was a well-trimmed beard on the lip. It looked about 35 six, which was not easy. Rong's Jue Mingjun looks more than ten years older.His current identity is Ming Xuanqing, Lord Ming of the capital of Han Kingdom.

": Master, Minghui still likes your own appearance, it looks a little strict." Minghui took the purple robe and jade belt and handed it to him.

": It's better to be normal." Jun Ming took it: "Go and rest, and go to the Tata Palace tomorrow morning.

": Yes, master." Minghui backed out, covering the door for him.

Jun Jue Ming tidied up the disguise box, and then looked at the bronze mirror. With Ming Xuanqing's identity, I don't know how long he can do it.

On the second day of the twelfth lunar month, Minghui got up very early, waited for Jue Mingjun to wash and dress, had breakfast, urged the servants, wiped the carriage inside and out again, and carefully hung up the lanterns and curtains of Mingjue Mansion of Han Dynasty At Maoshi, a group of people rushed to the Tata Palace in a mighty way.

The royal palace of Tata is located in the east of Qiantajin, backed by Golden Eagle Mountain. It is very eye-catching. The birthday banquet of King Tata was held in the Shrine of the Tata Palace. This is the place where King Tata Aitagro held the banquet. There is a huge square paved with bluestone in front of the Shwedagon Palace. The palace has been filled with birthday presents from many guests, all kinds. There is a piece of golden paper pasted on the box and cage, on which are the names of the guests and the names of the gifts in the box and cage. A space was set aside for singing and dancing, and the rest of the place was set up with small tables, on which were placed jugs and glazed cups filled with fresh fruit wine. The table closest to the throne table in the Dajin Palace was There are six golden table tables, and below the golden table table, there are 36 silver small tables. The most farthest from the throne is the small table made of pear blossom wood. There are already many people sitting beside the small table. Shuttle between the small tables and deliver fresh fruits and pastries to the guests.

Zhan Linfeng was a little embarrassed. This year his elder brother did not come in person, but sent someone to send a congratulatory gift, and the servant who gave the congratulatory gift was not eligible to enter the Dajin Palace to occupy a seat. He sat on a silver lady , The business of the Zhan family is very big, Ai Minluo just invited him by the way, but seeing the face of the Zhan family, he gave him the seat of the eldest brother of the Zhan family, surrounded by strange people, saying He is not very familiar with the Takin language, although he understands it, it is a bit awkward. Not far from him, there is another reason for his embarrassment. Liu Yuheng, who has just entered the palace, is sitting on the left side of the throne. On the two golden desks, although the people around Liu Yuheng almost surrounded him, Zhan Linfeng could still feel a trace of gaze on him. This trace of unfriendly gaze came from Liu Yuheng's personal companion, Xia Qianqing. .Xia Qianqing was able to spot him among so many guests, so could Liu Yuheng. Liu Yuheng is the Ninth Prince of the Han Kingdom. Although Zhan Linfeng is no longer in love with him as he used to be, he felt a little uncomfortable meeting his old friend. He bowed his head Playing with a branch of red fruit, he inadvertently looked up and found Liu Yuheng staring at him straightly, and nodded to him when he saw him looking over.Zhan Linfeng had no choice but to politely return the salute, but Liu Yuheng stood up and walked towards him.Zhan Linfeng doesn't want to have anything to do with Liu Yuheng anymore, the past is over, so why bother to create any more troubles.So he stood up and walked toward the gate of the palace casually. Liu Yuheng, as the prince of the Han Kingdom and the younger brother of the Emperor Liu Yugan of the Han Kingdom, had a distinguished status. If he wanted to leave the palace, he would definitely attract the attention of the guards and courtiers in the palace.

Zhan Linfeng's footsteps were not slow. He passed through several rows of wooden machines and arrived at the tall gate of the Dajin Palace. Unexpectedly, the gate was blocked by oncoming people.

Jun Ming was a little bored, but he had to suppress his emotions, because it was none other than Prince Tata who personally sent the invitation to him, Edro, Tata's current crown prince, and future king.

Ever since Edlo stopped him at the gate of the Tata Palace, he has been pulling him to talk about his admiration for Jue Mingjun's talents, his admiration for his paintings, and the longing for his long-lost meeting. There are only two sides, and of course both are when Jue Ming Jun is Ming Jue Ye Ming Xuanqing.

": Brother Xuanqing, have you received the poems I sent someone two months ago? I have followed your post for a long time."

Mr. Jue Ming relied on his temper, ": Received, it is much better than the previous ones."

Edlo's eyes are shining brightly, and his two thick black eyebrows seem to be flying up.": Really? Then I will show you a new one tomorrow, and I will also learn the most respected verses in the Han Dynasty. a lot."