dragon pen

Back in his small courtyard, carefully closing the door, Zhang Ziyao came to the painting hanging on the wall next to the table in the room.At this moment, the tall man sitting on the branch in the painting is lowering his head with his sleeves folded, and his head is moving little by little, probably dozing off.

It wasn't until Zhang Ziyao gently tugged at a corner of the scroll that he seemed to be awakened, and there was a complaint in his red eyes: "Why is it so silent, scaring someone to death?"

"You don't claim to have tens of thousands of enemies, you have already lost your vigilance [-] times."

"I am almost the same age as Huaxia Shenzhou. How old do you think I am? If you don't respect the old and love the young, forget it. Why don't you allow me to be unresponsive?" Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly, "Look at you pulling my clothes What's the matter with that pitiful appearance?"

"What I'm dragging is why the painting has become the corner of your clothes again... Forget it, forget it, don't argue about it, I just want to ask you, you have been to so many places and met so many people, have you ever seen Unforgettable gorgeous clothes and skirts?"

"Women's clothes don't all look the same?" Zhu Jiuyin said with a blank face, "The color is different."

"..."

"However, there are a few things that fairies often talk about, such as the peacock shawl of the Queen Mother of the West, the colorful neon dresses and feathers of the Seventh Princess, the Jiulu Huanyue Clothes of the Queen Mother when she was young, and the flying moon gauze of Chang'e...you What is this asking for?"

Zhang Ziyao rubbed his hands: "Can you describe to me what one of them looks like? The more detailed the better..."

Zhu Jiuyin realized what the child was going to do, and suddenly woke up from drowsiness, lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Are you crazy?"

"It's nothing to borrow and use. You also said that the queen mother has a dress that she wore when she was young..." Zhang Ziyao said, "Just borrow it for a while, it shouldn't be a problem, right? I haven't heard of anyone borrowing it. The clothes are just..."

"The person who will do what will happen is already dead, so I don't have time to tell you this." Zhu Jiuyin said, "Get rid of this idea as soon as possible, don't worry about ordinary people's affairs, you little idiot, you are not only stupid, but also stupid."

"...ninety-nine."

"Don't call me my lord."

"Nine nine..."

"Don't call me my lord."

"Nine nine!"

"I told you not to call me this gentleman! Ah, please put me back on the shelf in your Zhang family's study and be a quiet ashes-accumulating dragon, please!"

"Jiujiu, don't be so irritable, you've said all the self-defeating words."

"It is precisely because I want to struggle for my own life that I want to return to the bookshelf. I am also locked in the painting. I chose to be a withdrawn and self-closing evil god, rather than accompany you in this vibrant to die."

This dragon has been locked in the painting for many years. At least judging from his current performance, he has devoted all his energy to researching how to use his mouth to inflict mental attacks on the enemy with maximum output when he is unable to move. over a skill.

The veins on Zhang Ziyao's forehead twitched again and again: "I will take care of the accident alone."

"Shoot the head bird, and stole the clothes of those women for you, shouldn't they come to trouble me first?"

"why?"

"I think that back then, I was also suave and suave, with countless suitors behind me. What's so special about those old women who couldn't catch up because of love and hatred?"

"..."

"You're full, and you're nosy." Zhu Jiuyin snorted disdainfully.

"You swear."

"Is this gentleman happy to control you? Who was it before who swears that it is a kingfisher transformed into a person making trouble? If it is really a goblin, you still need to worry about a dress for her?"

"...So I guessed wrong?" Zhang Ziyao was stunned for a while, as if he just remembered that it was true, he hesitated for a while and said, "Isn't she that kingfisher?"

"What I mean is that you don't need to worry about the bird's clothes!!"

Amidst the growl of a certain leader who raised his voice once and truly broke down, Zhang Ziyao watched helplessly as the well-hanging scroll suddenly rolled up with a "snap"!Afterwards, no matter how hard he tried to break it open, it was useless. After a long time, he finally realized that this is the so-called "thank you behind closed doors".

This bad tempered dragon.

Making a face at the picture scroll, Zhang Ziyao saw that Zhu Jiuyin was really refusing to let go, so he had the idea of ​​going to the street to have a look.If you can't borrow the goddess clothes from the sky, then it's not particularly difficult to look at the clothes of the emperor's relatives in the world and remember them carefully in your mind.

So seeing that the second selection was getting closer, Zhang Ziyao was too busy to touch the ground. Every morning, he got up, washed his face, drank a quick sip of porridge, and then went out to squat on the street, half-painting the dream craftsman's "art" " With his keenness, he has figured out the current fashion trend in the imperial city, but after looking at it, Zhang Ziyao still hasn't been able to see what he thinks is eye-catching.

Good-looking is good-looking, but no matter which one is brought up to compare it with the phoenix crown on Xue Wu Fangfei's head, it is simply a dream.

Because the progress was not going well, Zhang Ziyao became more and more concerned about this matter, and it became commonplace to go out early and return late.On this day, I came back from the noisy street under the moonlight. At this time, most of the masters of the palace had already rested, only the patrolling guards and some girls passed by in twos and threes, whispering.

Zhang Ziyao was walking along the corridor, when a cold night wind blew by, and he smelled the almost imperceptible fragrance of ink in the rich fragrance of nightflowers again, and there seemed to be chirping birds in his ears, he stopped and subconsciously Looking into the courtyard, he saw a figure shaking in the courtyard at a glance.

"who?"

Zhang Ziyao asked lightly.

The figure paused for a while, and then walked out from behind the rockery. When the person got closer, Zhang Ziyao could see her face clearly.I saw that the visitor was dressed in plain clothes worn by ordinary little girls, with two small buns tied on his head, his face was somewhat round and had some inconspicuous freckles, and he came to Zhang Ziyao and bowed down in front of Zhang Ziyao to say hello: " gentlemen."

The sound is as small as a mosquito.

Zhang Ziyao recognized her as the little girl following Zihu, and looked behind her: "It's cool in the night, what are you doing here?"

As he spoke, his eyes scanned her body, only then did he notice that she was carrying a small bag in her hand. The small bag was inconspicuous, but the faint green color inside attracted Zhang Ziyao's attention.

"Where did Cui Yu come from?" Zhang Ziyao asked.

The little girl subconsciously pressed the pocket, and then replied: "During the day, my servant saw a group of kingfishers once inhabiting and playing in this forest, so I thought that there might be some fallen back feathers, and if I picked them up, the accumulation would add up." , to the craftsmen..."

"Make a crown of emerald feathers for Zihu?" Zhang Ziyao finished speaking for her.

She paused, her eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously like pounding garlic.

Zhang Ziyao smiled, but felt a little sad in his heart. He raised his hand and patted the little girl's head, and said gently: "In such a strong wind, even the feathers will be blown away by the wind. Those kingfishers will come today." Maybe it will happen tomorrow, why don't you rest early and wait under the tree tomorrow? Don't blow the night wind here, and make your master worry if you catch a cold."

The little girl froze for a moment, raised her head for the first time, and looked at Zhang Ziyao.

"What's your name?"

The little girl laughed, looking a little happy when someone asked her name: "I don't have a name for a slave, my master calls me Tuanyuan, and my surname is Su Tuanyuan."

It's still very quiet, but the voice is very thin, which doesn't match her chubby appearance.

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Ziyao to speak again, she carefully put the pocket with Cuiyu in her sleeve and put it away, bid farewell to Zhang Ziyao and left in a hurry.Zhang Ziyao stood there watching the little figure disappear into the corridor, thought for a moment, and then looked away, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes.

Just now I saw the child’s expectant face, and he didn’t say anything out loud. He visited the craftsmen these days to find inspiration, and only then did he know some special knowledge. It turned out that the back feathers of the kingfishers used had to be plucked from live kingfishers. I use it because this is the only way to keep the feathers bright and lifelike...

The ornaments that fell from the birds and were collected to make them were extremely expensive even though they were crafted, but they were just the playthings of ordinary rich and noble families, and it was difficult to be elegant.

Now thinking that the child was doing useless work sincerely, Zhang Ziyao felt a little sympathetic.

Thinking about it again, I've been busy these days, but it's also a useless effort, and I suddenly started to feel sorry for myself, and felt even more exhausted.

Sighing "asking for trouble", he shook his head with a wry smile and walked back.

Such an episode made him forget the ink fragrance he just smelled.

Regarding Zhang Ziyao's busyness all day long, a certain dragon hanging on the wall had nothing to talk about and was about to go crazy, so when Zhang Ziyao pushed the door and walked in, he heard a yin and yang voice from the back room as soon as he stepped over the threshold: "Are you Didn't you fall in love with that woman, and you are willing to go through fire and water for her? You don't learn well at a young age..."

"Jiujiu," Zhang Ziyao wearily interrupted Zhu Jiuyin's thoughts, "I'm very tired today, so tell me tomorrow if you have anything to do."

He came to the washbasin, pulled up his sleeves, ignored the fact that the water in the basin was already cold, wiped his face with his hands, his sleeves were wet, and casually grabbed a piece of cold pastry on the table and took a bite, chewing One side fell back on the bed boneless.

After hearing the young man's weary voice, Zhu Jiuyin was quiet for a while, then moved almost imperceptibly, and turned her head to the direction of the bed.I saw the young man lying on the bed at this moment. He didn't know if he was asleep or something. He closed his eyes, and there was a clear blue color in his eyes, which showed that he lacked rest recently.At this time, the wet eyelashes trembled slightly with the evenly long breath, which made him look particularly well-behaved and quiet.

There was still half an uneaten piece of pastry in his hand.

He looked really tired.

Zhu Jiuyin thought for a while, thinking that it would not be easy to meddle in other people's affairs to this level, so she simply yawned and found a branch to squat down to sleep.

After a few minutes.

A murmur came from the picture scroll in the room——

"No, for a woman, you dare to talk to me like this? Presumptuous! Diao—"

There was a slight snoring sound from the bedside.

The voices of the people in the painting stopped abruptly.

a long time.

"...Forget it. I can pull a boat in the belly of a real dragon, and adults don't remember the faults of villains, hmph."