dragon pen

Zhang Ziyao straightened his back expressionlessly, left the bronze mirror and walked to the picture scroll hanging on the wall.

"I want to see Xiao Fangfei." Zhu Jiuyin also looked back at Zhang Ziyao expressionlessly.

Zhang Ziyao rolled his eyes 1 times in his heart, and he raised his hand to take down the picture scroll clamoring to see the beauties from the wall, put it into a small bamboo tube, hung it on his waist and hung it with the dragon brush, and took another picture Patting the dust that didn't exist on his body, he pushed open the door, and was about to take a step out, when suddenly, as if remembering something, he took back the steps he had taken.

Zhu Jiuyin: "What are you doing? Regret it? Want to be a mangy dog?"

Zhang Ziyao: "You think I'm just like you, so make an agreement in three chapters first."

Zhu Jiuyin: "There are so many things, just tell me."

Zhang Ziyao: "When you arrive at the palace in a while, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you must treat yourself as a dumb dragon from the very beginning."

Zhu Jiuyin agreed without hesitation, and then asked: "What else?"

"No, if I have to say something, it's probably because you are so easy to talk and make me feel uneasy."

"When you grow Sai Chang'e's face, I will let you know what it means to be alive and gentle as jade."

"Now I only see shameless stinky living."

"presumptuous!"

Zhang Ziyao smiled lazily, and was about to say something when the palace sent someone to meet him. When he went upstairs, he saw Zhang Ziyao standing at the door and didn't know what he was doing. He bowed respectfully to Zhang Ziyao and made a gesture pose please.Zhang Ziyao patted the scroll on his waist to signal a certain dragon to shut up quickly.

Followed the reception and went downstairs, there was already a palace carriage waiting outside.

Zhang Ziyao climbed up cautiously, sat firmly inside, looked around and touched the cushion under his buttocks, and after thinking about it, he muttered as if talking to himself: "It doesn't seem to be much different from ours."

At this time, the naive Zhang Ziyao didn't know how much black-hearted money the Zhang family ancestors had stolen from these dignitaries with a pen.

The carriage stopped after a few clicks, and Zhang Ziyao hadn't realized that he had arrived when he was sitting in the carriage, until the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a man with the appearance of a butler poked his face in and said respectfully: "Please, Young Master Zhang .”

Do you need a carriage for this road?I said earlier that I could walk over by myself.

Zhang Ziyao blinked. Since he arrived, he couldn't stay in the carriage, so he stepped on the tiptoe stool and jumped out of the carriage. When he looked up, he saw a gate that was a hundred times wider than the Zhang family's gate, grand and foreign. There is a majestic and serious stone lion on either side. Zhang Ziyao stepped forward to touch it curiously, and immediately recognized that the stone lion is not a common thing in the world. It is probably the work of a certain heir to the magic weapon of the craftsman of the dream craftsman. The heavens and the earth are omnipotent, the objects they chisel come alive, the stone lions survive at night, and they can catch demons and subdue demons to guard houses...

Unexpectedly, such a fetish, which was said to be miraculous, was casually seen in front of the palace.

However, Zhang Ziyao never likes to meddle in other things, knowing that some inheritors of divine artifacts are taboo about such things, so he didn't ask too much, withdrew his hand and turned his head to look at other parts of the gate of the palace——

The dark lacquer door, the three characters "Rui Wang Fu" on the imposing plaque, I don't know which master it came from, the plaque is not stained with dust, which is enough to show that the owner of the house is meticulous; there are guards on both sides of the gate, keeping their eyes on each other. When the butler smiled and said, "Please, Young Master Zhang, our lord has been waiting for a long time" and led Zhang Ziyao past them, they seemed to see nothing.

After entering Prince Rui's Mansion, Zhang Ziyao underwent a rather polite body search. After confirming that he had nothing on him except a pen and a scroll of paintings, he was officially released.

The butler led Zhang Ziyao around the huge house, passing by countless stone gardens, study rooms and attics. When Zhang Ziyao stepped on the cobblestone road, he felt a little tired and began to calculate "How much is it worth to enclose such an old and large place in the capital as a house?" How much money and how much power?" When he couldn't figure it out, he suddenly heard a melodious instrument sound and an extremely melodious singing voice!

Zhang Ziyao was taken aback for a moment, and at the same time that there was a commotion faintly coming from the scroll on his waist, he judged that the sound of the instrument came from the courtyard not far ahead.

Zhang Ziyao was wondering why the troupe started singing so early in the morning, but before he could open his mouth, he saw the housekeeper making a gesture telling him to walk lightly... You have to walk lightly, so talking is naturally out of the question, so the boy had to shut up Zui nodded obediently and followed behind his buttocks, the two entered the courtyard one after the other, so the young man finally saw the scene in the courtyard at this time——

The huge courtyard is more magnificent than any courtyard of rich and noble people he has ever seen. From the cobblestone road that spreads all the way under his feet, there are several rockeries and a pool of clear water. At a glance, the rockery can be seen as the original stone that was excavated by the mountain. , In such an early autumn weather, a pool of lotus is still busily blooming in the pool, the green leaves are fluttering in the wind, and the lotus exudes a faint fragrance.

The melodious singing came from among the dense lotus leaves, accompanied by the slight sound of paddling. Zhang Ziyao fixed his eyes and saw four or five beauties rafting in the huge pool. Chi Zhong opened his voice, and with the help of a simple instrument in his hand, each of them sang in short sections!

I saw that the girl closest to Zhang Ziyao was the most outstanding, wearing a gorgeous and well-fitting opera costume of various colors, but what was more eye-catching was the crown feather on her head, which was lively and lively. The unique color and layered details of the shape all show the unique ingenuity of the master craftsman. As a "craftsman" in a certain sense, Zhang Ziyao can't take his eyes off...

At this time, the girl was sitting in the boat, singing babbling and emotional operas, with exquisite facial features, and all kinds of amorous feelings between her eyebrows and eyes, as if singing sorrow and hatred in the ears of her sweetheart.

Zhang Ziyao was fascinated at the beginning, and then suddenly realized that he was about to lose his composure. He quickly looked back and followed the eyes of the opera girl. As expected, on a certain stone bridge above the lotus pond, he saw what he was looking for. He is the seventh son of the current emperor, he was named a prince at a young age, and he is very much loved by his noble father, Lord Rui, Lou Hen.

At this time, I saw the slender man about 25 years old, dressed in a brocade robe, lazily leaning on a horizontal chair, with three or four maids serving him, and five or six handsome guards. , his eyes were covered with a layer of blindfolds made of white silk, only his tall nose bridge and thin lips that seemed to be smiling, his thin chin was hidden in the wide collar of his robe because of his bohemian sitting posture, It seems to be listening to the beautiful songs from the lotus pond.

The butler stepped forward and carefully informed about Zhang Ziyao's arrival, but seeing that Prince Narui was not in a hurry to take off the blindfold, he just waved his hand, as if signaling the butler to bring Zhang Ziyao to him.

Ah, this is Lord Rui.

Looking at it like this, I was worried last night that he understood the difference between the real spirit and the false spirit borrowed in the paintings of Menghua Jiang, it seems that I was too worried.

Following behind the butler, Zhang Ziyao rolled up his sleeves. Although his face was still respectful, no one knew that in the depths of those dull eyes, there was disappointment with this "everything is worse than once"——

Probably just a young master who doesn't know anything, but is willing to spend a lot of money to collect rare things in the world, and think about it.

A particularly advanced kind of young man.

"Our lord is also thinking about it. In the past few days, I saw the girls in the troupe arguing fiercely for who will speak first for the birthday of the Long Live Lord next month, so we simply began to seriously screen it ourselves," the housekeeper said with a smile in a low voice. , "My lord said that the actors are able to stand here because of their unique voice, it has nothing to do with their appearance, so they simply blindfolded and concentrate on listening to the opera."

"Oh."

This reason is also quite high-sounding.The opera troupe is raised only because of filial piety, in order to be able to choose a good play to listen to the opera in the lotus pond early in the morning, and blindfolded for the sake of justice.

Ah.

Zhang Ziyao thoughtfully touched the picture scroll hanging on his waist, thinking that the stinky and shameless Lai Pilong had found a match.

Zhang Ziyao had a lot of inner drama, all kinds of slander and paralyzed face followed the steward with his head bowed halfway, suddenly heard two applause from the stone bridge, and a guard said in a low voice, "Xue Wu, Fang Fei, come forward and listen ", the singing of the lotus pond stopped, the lotus bushes were parted, and the two beauties shyly rowed to the shore, and one of them was the one wearing the eye-catching crown.

In the end, I chose the two most beautiful ones.

Zhang Ziyao glanced at the other three opera singers who were left in the lotus pond and hid behind the lotus flowers to sort out their emotions secretly. Zhang Ziyao really didn't know how good their singing skills were. He only knew that judging from their outfits, they probably couldn't compete "Xiao Xuewu" and "Xiao Fangfei" that Jiuyin was thinking about were all on the same page - one of the costumes, not to mention whether it fit or not, was even suspected of being worn out due to the gray color.

Isn't it the No.1 class? It's so poor, and a set of costumes is still passed down from generation to generation?

At this time, the actor was hiding behind a lotus flower that was in full bloom, needless to say the disappointment in his eyes.

Zhang Ziyao couldn't see people showing such a pitiful appearance the most, he just felt dizzy, and suddenly felt that the rich man's way of playing was really not suitable for him, and became more and more expressionless.

At this time, when the two actors who were called to receive the award were about to step forward to receive the award, Zhang Ziyao was about to make way for them, when he saw the housekeeper walking in front of him gesturing to the two actors to wait, The supervisor brought Zhang Ziyao to Lord Rui.

Zhang Ziyao had no choice but to stand in front of Lord Narui, but before he or the housekeeper could speak, the person who was half lying on the couch sat up, fumbled for Zhang Ziyao's hand, and laughed in a low voice Said: "If I had known that your skills are so profound, if you overwhelm the others, I wouldn't have to come here early in the morning to blow the cool breeze and listen to the show."

Zhang Ziyao: "?"

housekeeper:"……"

Guard: "..."

Xue Wu and Fang Fei: "..."

Except for Zhang Ziyao who had a bewildered face, only Prince Rui, who was blindfolded and holding Zhang Ziyao's hand, could keep smiling.

A gust of cool breeze blew by, and everyone petrified.

At this time, Lou Hen only felt that the hand in the palm of his hand seemed a little cold, and the knuckles were thicker than ordinary girls, but the overall feeling of the hand was good and soft, so he didn't wait for the person holding it to respond. She squeezed the hand in the palm again, and the corners of her lips curled slightly: "Why don't you speak?"

Zhang Ziyao stared at Lord Rui, thinking what do you want me to say, let go of my hand first?

However, at this time, someone had already made a decision for him.

In the dead silence like a deep cemetery, from Zhang Ziyao's direction, a disdainful male voice said, "Smelly rascal."

Lou Hen froze for a moment, the smile froze on his lips.

The level of dead silence around immediately rose from the cemetery to the funeral scene.

Ignoring that his hand was still in Louhen's, Zhang Ziyao lowered his head and looked at the scroll hanging on his waist in astonishment, then raised his head blankly, feeling a sense of despair that would not be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River.