dragon pen

The young man pushed open the darkened door, stepped over the threshold like a cat with light steps, closed the door and locked it, and under the guidance of a few fireflies approaching him, he carefully untied the waistband. Unfold the scroll and hang it on the wall.

I came to the window again, opened the window, and the sound of night dancing and singing on the shore outside the house came to my ears.

With a gust of cool wind blowing in, the boy shivered, and muttered "Hurry up" to the empty room behind him. After a while, he saw a group of fireflies gathering from all directions as if he had been summoned—— The fireflies formed a band of light in the moonlit night, flying past the young man like scattered stars and the Milky Way. He turned his head and saw these spots of light entering the scroll behind him...

In the picture scroll, the white-haired man in black robe sits quietly on the top of a tree. When the spots of light gather around him and then spread out in all directions, he opens his eyes, the red pupils are as calm as water, and said lightly: " The Flying Beast is indeed on this flower boat."

Standing outside the painting, the young man waited with a surprised expression at first, and then asked urgently: "Is he really there? Is he okay? Did he really turn into a concubine to repay someone's favor? Or is it another identity? A guard ? Father-in-law? Maid? Did you ask him whether the latest natural disaster was related to him? Why did he do this? What are the consequences of doing so? Do mortals have to bear such consequences—”

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"..."

"I don't even want you to 'don't rush to come one by one', now I just want you to roll as far as you can." Zhu Jiuyin tapped her ears with her little finger impatiently, "Fei is on this boat, but I The 'vision' didn't see him, but smelled him, be optimistic, maybe he just died and his claws were chopped off to scribble on the Tianhe Book?"

Zhang Ziyao couldn't be more optimistic.

At this time, he had already figured out that Feizhen was killed by someone, and the Emperor of Heaven was enraged and punished. "Although the orcs didn't see it, I saw a strange box in a woman's room..."

"What box?"

"That box, oops, I always feel like I've seen it somewhere... Well, where is it? Huh, huh? Impossible, why is that thing here—"

"What? What box? You should explain clearly!"

Zhang Ziyao watched Zhu Jiuyin talking dumbly there, but he was confused, so he threw himself in front of the painting, grabbed something and tugged - the leg of the person sitting on the book seemed to be pulled up out of thin air Zhang Ziyao dragged a corner of the dragon's tail out of the scroll and shook it, Zhu Jiuyin hurriedly said, "Don't talk, don't talk, you child"...

Zhang Ziyao let go of his hand expressionlessly, only to hear a very elastic "pop", and the dragon's tail bounced back into the scroll.

Zhu Jiuyin hugged her feet and rubbed her feet, chanting cursing words in her mouth, and hesitated for a while: "Just now, I was looking at an old wooden box in a woman's room. The box is quite weird. The smell of flying beasts around is also the strongest—little idiot, tell me, someone locked the flying beasts in the box, right?"

Zhang Ziyao's eyes widened: "Are you talking nonsense? You made up a story to scare me again. How could a beast as powerful as a beast be locked in a box—"

"I don't like to hear your words. Isn't such a powerful person like me imprisoned in the painting? Why didn't I see you so surprised."

"Jiujiu, how come you can be seated everywhere?"

"Elder people are very sensitive, you should pay attention in the future." Zhu Jiuyin rolled his eyes—he has become more and more down-to-earth recently, "Don't say that Fei can't be locked in a box, just in case Is he as stupid as you? And if the box is not an ordinary box..."

"What box?"

"You probably don't know that there are some boxes under the sky, which can suppress demons and immortals, search for gold and emerald greens, gather colors and hide clouds, all inclusive... Cough," Zhu Jiuyin showed an unnatural expression in the darkness, "A woman's jewelry box."

"Jewelry Box?"

"You're still young, so you don't know that all women are collectors. To make a beautiful pearl hairpin, you need to buy one of all colors and materials, making them seem to have a thousand heads..." Zhu Jiuyin rubbed his chin, "Well, in this case, you can't do without a jewelry box like a bottomless pit, so there are often goddesses who change the treasures that were originally the Qiankun Zhenyao Pagoda into their own jewelry boxes..."

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"This kind of box, I have seen such a box before."

"What box?"

"A jewelry box."

"You know that's not what I'm asking about."

"..."

"Where can you see the jewelry box of the girl's house? Aren't they all placed in the boudoir?"

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"Whose jewelry box did you see?"

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Under Zhang Ziyao's series of pressing questions, Zhu Jiu's dark face almost froze, and finally he couldn't help stretching out his tail to lift up the picture scroll and close it with unprecedented speed and agility -- Zhang Ziyao couldn't stop him, and grabbed the merged scroll The edge wanted to be torn apart, but the picture scroll was extremely tightly locked, as if a certain dragon inside was determined not to continue this topic!

Just as Zhang Ziyao was struggling with the picture scroll, by coincidence, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a familiar voice sounded——

"Zi Yao?"

Zhang Ziyao was stunned, and at the same time, a tail stuck out from the picture scroll that he forcibly opened a gap and patted the back of his hand fiercely. Zhang Ziyao retracted his hand in pain, and the picture scroll took the time to "snap" Close it again!

"My lord?"

As Zhang Ziyao responded, he grabbed the scroll and shook it up and down desperately as if he was out of breath—until he thought he could shake a certain dragon in the painting to a point where he hung his hands back on his waist and walked out of the inner room As expected, I saw Louhen standing outside.

"Why did you come here when you didn't see him for a while?"

"Just now, Caomin drank some fruit wine, but he didn't expect the wine to get stronger. He was afraid that he would break the etiquette and offend the Holy One and drag the prince, so he simply took it out by himself—"

Zhang Ziyao hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly felt the person in front of him bend down and get very close to him - his breath was filled with the fragrance he had smelled by the lotus pond, he held his breath and dared not speak anymore, In a dark room.He could only see the upturned nose of the young prince right in front of his eyes...

As long as he moves a little.

His lips could touch Lou Hen's lips.

"Well, it's the smell of wine, and a child is a child. It's not good to be greedy like an adult." Lou Hen smiled and narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't think the two people's actions were close at all. The middle-aged women are staying in the room, so it's better not to run around... If a guard didn't see it, I don't know where to go to find you, and if you run into the room of some princess--"

Lou Hen said gently, but he didn't mean to blame.

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

The young man nodded, as if he hadn't recovered from the breath that had escaped from his nose, he just muttered his apology in a low voice.

Lou Hen smiled lightly to show that he was fine, stretched out his hand and patted the young man's shoulder in an unobtrusive way, and said slowly: "Father still admires and cherishes your grandfather's "Phoenix Trees" even when foreign envoys visit. I would like to take it out for people to watch, and now I hear that the descendants of the Zhang family are on the boat, and I have to see them no matter what..."

Zhang Ziyao blinked: "The emperor wants to see the grassroots?"

"Ziyao can simply call himself in front of me. Father wants to see your painting." Lou Hen corrected, "Father knows that I got a picture of your maid walking in the snow a few days ago. Go away from my painting, and scold me for being unfilial as a son—”

There is a smile in Lou Hen's words, and the words naturally reveal the intimacy between father and son... It seems that the current King Rui is deeply favored by the emperor and the father and son are deeply affectionate.

Ah, what do you want to do now?

Zhang Ziyao shook his head secretly, and asked, "The emperor wants me to paint in public?"

"Yes."

"..."

What the hell.

Zhang Ziyao just wanted to call for help.

Seeing the sudden silence of the people around him, Lou Hen turned his head and glanced at him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Is such a request too abrupt? I heard earlier that your Zhang family has some rules that outsiders don't know. If Ziyao finds it difficult—"

At this time, people have been brought back to the top floor of the flower boat by Lou Hen. At this time, the cabin is brightly lit, singing and dancing, princes and nobles gathered together, and the atmosphere is harmonious... Zhang Ziyao and Lou Hen's leaving and entering did not seem to affect anyone's feelings at all. Yaxing.

Zhang Ziyao boldly glanced at the seat of honor, at this time, today's son was relaxing and sitting in a high position. Although he was middle-aged, he was still heroic and domineering, and his figure was burly and strong. It was hard to imagine that he had a son of Lou Hen's age... At this moment, the emperor was embracing a beautiful concubine, whispering intimately in her ear, the concubine was favored in public, her eyebrows were naturally beaming, and there was an indescribable color in her eyebrows and eyes when she smiled coquettishly.

But the woman sitting on the other side attracted Zhang Ziyao's attention even more——

That person was dressed in brocade and emerald head, and her makeup was exquisite and noble... However, even under the costumes, it was difficult to hide the fact that her appearance was ordinary. Against the backdrop of another concubine, she even looked a little... Ugly up.

At this moment, she was sitting beside the emperor, looking ahead, as if concentrating on enjoying the singing and dancing, unmoved by everything that happened around her.

"Zi Yao?"

Beside him, Lou Hen's voice called Zhang Ziyao back from his contemplation.

He came back to his senses for a moment, and then realized that he was still talking to King Rui. Fortunately, the latter only thought that he was fascinated by the singing and dancing, and simply took him out of the cabin to the side of the ship.

The surrounding area became much quieter. Under the moonlight, the man's eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

"Ziyao, can you put your anger on my unfeeling invitation? I didn't think about it before and made a good idea to agree to father to let you paint in public. It's really—"

While talking, Lou Hen wanted to grab Zhang Ziyao's hand again.

Zhang Ziyao subconsciously hid back, Lou Hen caught nothing, and the back of his hand touched the picture scroll hanging on the young man's waist——

For some reason, Zhang Ziyao thumped in his heart and thought the sound was bad.

as expected.The next moment, while the picture scroll was shaking, Zhang Ziyao only had time to hear a soft cry of "meow" from the air, and in an instant, a big fat cat jumped out from nowhere, slammed headfirst into the elephant building, and stood on the side of the boat The prince, who was caught off guard by such a blow, swayed in embarrassment, his feet were unsteady, and he suddenly fell into the water!

There was a loud bang, attracting everyone's attention.

"My lord has fallen into the water!"

"It's not good, it's not good, come quickly! The prince is drowning!"

The guards and maids were in a mess, and the deck suddenly exploded.

Zhang Ziyao stood still in the original position, and suddenly heard a soft cry of "meow" from the surface of the water... In the confusion, he turned his head with difficulty, and saw a ripple suddenly spreading on the calm lake in the distance, a small broken The yellow paper umbrella was stretched open in the air, and a spinning top-like land lord appeared on the water surface. His triangular shoes tapped the water surface, and ripples spread from his feet.

"Meow!"

Bowing respectfully in Zhang Ziyao's direction, the little yellow umbrella snapped away——

The Lord of the Earth disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a calm lake, the guards, servants, princesses and nobles jumping up and down on the boats on the lake, and the traces of buildings in the lake yelling "Let me go, I can swim myself"...

There was also Zhang Ziyao standing on the deck with a disheveled look on his face.