dragon pen

Everyone said that the so-called "walking water" was a false alarm. Seeing that Zhang Ziyao tore up the painting and everything disappeared without a trace, they took it for granted that what they saw, heard, and felt were all controlled by the extraordinary painting skills of the Zhang family. , After taking a long breath, he tidied up his hair crown and clothes, and sat back on the seat again.

Zhang Ziyao listened to the praise, and then listened to some compliments that he didn't have. He stood still and let the palace attendant move away the square table he had painted just now... The overturned table was lifted up, the spilled wine was cleaned up, and the boots that ran away He also put it back on his feet again—thinking that no one should have seen his embarrassment and panic just after the candle went out, elegant smiles hung on the faces of all the guests again.

After a while, singing and dancing started, and the singer of wine and wine reappeared, and the previous appearance of singing, dancing and peace was restored on the flower boat.

While the sleeves were flying, Zhang Ziyao just bowed slightly in the direction of Princess Deshu with no expression on his face. He got up, walked a few steps and was stopped by the guards, he didn't insist on moving forward, just smiled and said in a voice that could be heard by the man: "Caomin dare to speak out, the jewelry box in the empress's hand looks like Quite chic."

It was just an ordinary compliment, but the woman acted as if she met a bandit who robbed her house.

The hairpin that was used to stab the animals in the box just now was at her feet, and now her hair was disheveled, she could almost be described as pale--and at this time, Zhang Ziyao was probably the one who spoke, drinking hot tea to scare the emperor As if just remembering that there was such a person beside him, he turned around for a moment, only then saw the embarrassed look of the people around him, the emperor didn't see pity in his eyes, he just frowned slightly indifferently and asked, "What box?"

Then I saw the wooden box in the imperial concubine's hand at a glance.

Obviously, it was not the first time the emperor had seen the box, and he was not surprised, so he turned his head and talked to Zhang Ziyao: "Oh, this box is really always in his hand. Could it be that Mr. Painter has seen this small box before?"

Zhang Ziyao was nervous just now, but he is not nervous now.At this moment, he bowed slightly, talking nonsense without changing his face: "I probably saw it when I was young, and I'm afraid it was the work of some dream painter? Well, those who like to carve and chisel things are probably the descendants of the earth cracker..."

"Yo? This little wooden box has such a background?" The emperor laughed, "Is it really such a treasure? Did you miss it, sir?"

Zhang Ziyao smiled and shook his head: "Perhaps if you can take a closer look, you won't be able to miss it. I don't know if Cao Min can—"

"Presumptuous! Who allows you to approach me?!"

Before Zhang Ziyao could finish his words, he was interrupted by a woman's sharp screams. At this moment, Princess Deshu seemed to be afraid that the box in her hand would be snatched away, and she turned sideways to protect the box like a treasure. In his arms, the thin shoulders trembled slightly, and the vigilance in his eyes could not be concealed...

Zhang Ziyao glanced at her pretending to be surprised.

Sure enough, the emperor was dissatisfied with her appearance first, and he frowned at the moment when he had just loosened his eyebrows, and reprimanded: "Shu Zhen, it's out of manners to shout in public, what's the matter?" Decent? You just want to see your box, sir. Why do you react so violently? If you don’t let me see it, you won’t let me see it. What’s so rare about a broken wooden box? It’s a joke!"

"His Majesty--"

"Look at your disheveled hair, tsk, where are the people below? Can't you see that your master's appearance is inappropriate?" The emperor waved his hand impatiently, as if unwilling to say more, "Not yet Tidy up the room?"

The imperial concubine couldn't justify herself, she bit her lower lip as if aggrieved, and the small wooden box was pulled even tighter in her hand... When the emperor turned his head and talked with his favorite courtier in a pleasant manner, she just turned her head , seeming to glance at Zhang Ziyao with extreme resentment, that look of resentment and fear, as if blaming him for being troublesome, and afraid that he will cause trouble again.

Zhang Ziyao smiled at her.

Without the slightest sign of guilt or sympathy——

There was even a slight mockery in his eyes, as if he didn't care how the people in front of him looked at him and were wary of him.

……

The Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival came to an end when the Mid-Autumn Festival approached. After the emperor left, the princes and nobles who had residences outside the palace dispersed.

Naturally, Zhang Ziyao didn't have a carriage to pick him up, and it was cool at night, he shivered and rubbed his hands when he got off the pier, trying to figure out where to find a carriage to take him back to the inn, when he was suddenly pulled from behind.

"My lord?" Zhang Ziyao blinked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

"I just came to say congratulations to Ziyao, and my father praised you very much just now. The descendants of the Zhang family really stand out." Lou Hen clapped his hands and smiled, "Back then your grandfather was only famous for the "Picture of Fengqi Wutong", but After all, it is just a painting—but now, Ziyao, you can extinguish the candle in an instant and tear the light of the painting, with a sound and synaesthesia, which is really unimaginable. A small paintbrush can actually write so many articles, it seems like a miracle, and it makes people feel amazing?"

"..."

Zhang Ziyao's eyelids twitched.

Finally realized that Lou Hen is still completely different from the idle and useless prince he showed on the surface. At this moment, those shrewd and sober eyes are clearly the same as his emperor's old man called Zhang Ziyao who wanted to speak when he came forward to listen to the appreciation. Huanxiu's appearance is derived from the same mold - others are so stupid that they really believe that everything is drawn by Zhang Ziyao, but these two are the only ones who are sober-minded: no matter how good the drawing is, how can it be possible to draw it at the same time? The candle is extinguished and lit again, and it also makes people feel the real heat wave!

Speaking of which, the moment the candle was lit just now, it seemed that Lou Hen was the only one guarding the emperor's side?

... No wonder today's son values ​​this son.

While thinking about it, Zhang Ziyao remained silent on the surface, but at this moment Lou Hen continued the conversation naturally. He first glanced at Zhang Ziyao's shrunken shoulders, paused for a moment, and then expressed apology: "It's my fault. Wang Mang bumped into it, it was cold in the night, but this king dragged you here to chatter non-stop—”

"..." As long as you know, I'm fucking freezing to death.Zhang Ziyao laughed dryly, and said against his will, "It's nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pulled into the carriage of Prince Rui's Mansion.

Ass fell on the soft cushion, Zhang Ziyao was still a little dazed, and looked suspiciously at Lou Hen who then lifted the curtain and sat in the carriage. I changed the picture scroll hanging on my waist from the left to the right side away from the building marks.

The carriage creaked out.

Inside the carriage.

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Lou Hen: "..."

The two were silent for a moment, only the sound of the rolling of the carriage wheels and the whip of the coachman outside.For some reason, Zhang Ziyao felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and he tightened his hands on his knees. After thinking for a while, he said, "My lord..."

Lou Hen: "Zi Yao, today you..."

Zhang Ziyao froze for a moment, then lowered his head silently, his face seemed to be on fire.

Lou Hen was also stunned for a moment, and then he chuckled: "You speak first."

Zhang Ziyao's chin was almost on his chest, he shook his head and said, "Today, Ziyao, as the person invited by the prince, caused such a farce during the banquet, which disturbed the restlessness and made the prince lose face... Yes, sorry."

Lou Hen heard the words, the smile on his face became clearer, looking at the child who lowered his head and admitted his mistake, he said gently: "Including Father, all the princes and ministers are very concerned about tonight's special event that is not dangerous. He relished talking about the experience, and the emperor even listened to the reward, so why is Ziyao not proud of it, but rather guilty?"

"..."

Zhang Ziyao silenced because he couldn't answer the question.

"According to what I want, you should take back that apology, because there is really no need for it." Lou Hen said, "Next time when you really do something wrong, there is no rush to apologize again."

Zhang Ziyao nodded sullenly, and after thinking for a while, he raised his head and looked at Lou Hen and asked, "What did the lord want to call Ziyao just now?"

Lou Hen paused for a moment, and said in an astonishing way: "You clearly know today that the wooden box in Huang Shuzhen's hand is not the work of Tumeng Jiang, why did you show a very interested look?"

"..."

Zhang Ziyao looked at Lou Hen in surprise.

The latter smiled slightly: "The king personally came into contact with the heirs of Dixie Chisel in the early years. He told me personally that any objects carved and touched by the dream painter, the heirs of other families also have the ability to see through their essence. Absolutely." I won’t make mistakes...and promise that if I want to collect any masterpieces of Dream Painter in the future, I can ask him to come and debate the authenticity.”

"..."

Lou Hen leaned on the cushion, and said with a lazy smile: "The stone lion outside Ruiwang's mansion is the work of the descendants of that earth crack. The steward told me that you took a few more glances at it the first time you went to Ruiwang's mansion— —If it weren’t for this, you would not even be able to pass the threshold of the palace that day, and you would have been driven away by people who were liars or schemers.”

"..."

The fox!

Zhang Ziyao was surprised, he didn't expect the people in front of him to look so careless and thoughtful... Fortunately, at this moment, the carriage stopped with a creak, and outside the car was the inn where Zhang Ziyao temporarily stayed.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyao was also afraid that he would be stupid if he continued to talk to Lou Hen and would be tricked out without knowing it, so he simply closed his mouth, and then showed a sincere smile: "I'm really just curious that I can be picked up by the palace." What’s so special about such a precious jewelry box——”

"The box was married into the palace with her back then, and it has never been out of her sight... This king also looked at the box rather strangely, but she is not my queen mother after all, the rules in the palace, young Concubines and grown-up princes must avoid suspicion—so no matter how curious I am, this king can't openly ask to see what's going on."

"Oh."

"It's still Ziyao who is smart enough to guess that it's a jewelry box at a glance."

"..."

Zhang Ziyao wanted to tear his mouth apart.

"If Ziyao doesn't want to talk about it, I won't force it. It's just—" Lou Hen sat up from the carriage, "If there is some kind of voodoo technique in that box, it's for my own benefit in exchange for my father or the common people in the world." Unfavorable, I still hope that Ziyao can raise a point or two..."

"My lord believes this?" Zhang Ziyao asked suddenly.

Lou Hen paused: "What?"

"Voodoo, misanthropy, things like that."

"I didn't believe it at first, but later, after knowing that there is such a magical profession as a dream painter in the world——"

"The most difficult and uncontrollable thing in the world is the human heart. Whether it is a dream painter or an ordinary wizard, since they have no ability to make themselves live well, they also have no ability to influence others." Zhang Ziyao moved across the building traces flexibly The long legs in front of him opened the curtain of the carriage, leaned half of his body out and then paused, then turned his head and smiled at Louhen, "The only thing that can destroy others is the greed and hatred of the human heart."

"..." Lou Hen sat up slightly, "At Ziyao's age, why did he say such words like an old man?"

"I didn't understand it before, until I experienced it."

"?"

"Things that even Dream Painter can't stop."

"..."

After saying that, Zhang Ziyao jumped out of the carriage, waved his hand at the man in the carriage, and said with a smile: "Here we are, thank you for seeing me off personally, Ziyao said goodbye, see you tomorrow!"

Lou Hen kept the movement of half-lifting the car curtain unchanged, and watched the young man trot and jump up the steps in front of the inn... After thinking about it, the previous lazy expression on his face finally subsided, and he called Zhang Ziyao's name. Seeing the slender figure not far away paused, looking back, Lou Hen suddenly asked without end: "Then according to Ziyao, is this king's heart right or wrong?"

Zhang Ziyao didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, and made a silent gesture on his mouth——then bowed to Louhen, ran away in two or three steps, and disappeared in the In his sight.

After Lou Hen left.

Hearing the rumble of the carriage going away, Zhang Ziyao heaved a long breath, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the wing——

Child time has come.

A ray of moonlight spilled into the wing room from the open window, and there was a big fat cat squatting on the round tea table in the center of the room, with its back bowed and its head lowered, licking a cup of steaming hot tea...

Seeing Zhang Ziyao coming in, it glanced at him without panic, and continued to drink tea calmly; it was not until Zhang Ziyao took off the picture scroll from his waist and hung it on the wall, and the picture scroll was unrolled, that the big cat came out of the table with a "meow". Jumped back to the ground, landed lightly——

With a "bang", it turned into a fat man crawling on the ground, and the thick big cat tail flicked slowly on his buttocks: "The little god knocked on Master Zhu Jiuyin, master forever and ever!"

In the picture scroll, Zhu Jiuyin didn't speak.

It's fucking abnormal for chatter to become dumb.

Zhang Ziyao stretched his head out of curiosity, and saw Zhu Jiuyin sitting on the top of a tree with his sleeves folded and a gloomy face—but his face was ugly, and he didn't see any discomfort... Zhang Ziyao heaved a sigh of relief, He reminded: "Uncle Zhu Jiuyin, people are talking to you, what kind of pose are you posing?"

Zhu Jiuyin glanced at him—a rather disgusting one.

Zhang Ziyao was a little baffled, and he didn't know where he had offended this great god.

Zhu Jiu's gloomy face sank like water: "Go away."

Zhang Ziyao: "??"

Zhu Jiuyin: "I don't talk to those who love Longyang more."

Zhang Ziyao pointed to the tip of his nose: "Me??? What are you talking about??"

Tai Lianqing: "..."

Not far away, Tai Lianqing's wagging tail froze in mid-air.He raised his head, and the golden cat's pupils narrowed into a slit, staring intently at the person not far away——

Listen to gossip.

"Facing women are harsh and mean, but facing men is as gentle as soft mud, what is it not to be a good Longyang? Go away, go away, poor me, listening to the two men whispering softly and sweetly along the way, it really sucks." Stomach-"

"Candle Nine Yin!"

"..."

"I talked softly with Lord Rui, sweet words?! You say it again?"

"You, Lord Rui, are shameless, you flirt with each other in broad daylight, speak softly, and speak tenderly! You, Lord Rui, have no shame, speak softly, and talk tenderly! Qingqing, me, and me, whispering softly, sweet words and gentle words-it doesn’t matter if you say it a hundred times, I have goosebumps all over the ground..." Zhu Jiuyin shook her sleeves while talking, "Look look!"

Zhang Ziyao choked, staring at Zhu Jiuyin, and then suddenly turned around to look at Tai Lianqing behind him as if he remembered something - at this moment, he was standing tall like a brush with a cat's tail, a pair of gold His pupils were piercing, and he was concentrating on listening to the gossip, when his gaze unexpectedly collided with Zhang Ziyao——

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Tai Lianqing: "..."

Tai Lianqing let out a "meow", and twisted his head away in embarrassment.

Zhang Ziyao broke down: "You are the one who is good at Longyang! I am not good at Longyang! What the hell are you talking nonsense in front of the land father-in-law!"

As Zhang Ziyao said, he reached out to scratch the mouthless dragon in the painting. The latter sat on the top of a tree with an impatient face, his waist was soft and flexible to avoid Zhang Ziyao's harassment: "Tai Lianqing is not begging Guanyin, you are so nervous. Hands off! Hands off, oops..."

"You are such a good Longyang! Looking at your soft waist, you are a good Longyang at first glance! You are still a lower class!"

"Fart, have you ever seen any dragon family whose waists are not soft? You are the one at the bottom. Even if I am a good Longyang, I am at the top! Besides, you were so cold-eyed with that empress just now, and your jaw almost pokes your heart when you talk to a prince. , your face can steam a bowl of rice! How do you explain it?"

"Let me explain it to you! It's because that woman is not a good person! I don't want to give her a good face! Besides, with that look, you have to be sympathetic to me, you are so sympathetic, why haven't you seen me sympathetic to me?! "

"No matter how ugly she is, she's still a woman, oh, then again, that woman is a bad person, but Lou Hen is a good person? You laughed so hard, your eyes are blurred with gum—"

"If it's a woman, do you want to protect her?"

"Which eye of yours has seen my guardian?"

"Ask Tai Lianqing!"

Zhang Ziyao snarled and turned around, only to see that the Lord of the Land still maintained the concentrated and demented appearance that stretched his neck and widened his eyes the last time he saw him, and did not move.

Tai Lianqing: "..."

The room fell into a mysterious silence again.

Tai Lianqing: "... Meow?"

Under the double death stares of the person in the painting and the person standing beside the painting, the cat's tail that stood high in the air hooked up, and the land lord blinked, and said reluctantly: "Do you both need me?" Little god... avoid meow for now?"

"No need, I don't have that much to say to this person." Zhu Jiuyin turned his head, pretending that Zhang Ziyao was transparent, and snorted coldly.

Zhang Ziyao also sneered.

Tai Lianqing was a little confused, his tail wagged: "Then, are you two finished arguing?"

"—We didn't quarrel."

"—Who made a noise? Your eyes are also full of eyeballs?"

in unison.

Tai Lianqing raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat: "Discussing meow is discussing meow! Then, the two of you are done discussing meow! Can we talk about other things, meow? For example, the weird wooden box just now, the little god always thinks Where have you seen it... ah, that's strange, where is it?"

"How could you have seen it?" Zhu Jiuyin said, "You can't have seen it."

Zhang Ziyao turned his head and gave Zhu Jiuyin a weird look, always feeling that something was wrong.

It's just that Tai Lianqing didn't doubt Zhu Jiuyin's words, he was just stupid and continued: "Let's not talk about putting down the box. The little god is now 100% sure that Mr. Fei is locked inside meow, just now that vicious woman used hair The hairpin was tied down, and there was a roar from the box, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo It's too miserable meow!"

As Tai Lianqing talked, he buried his face in his fat claws and began to cry.

Zhang Ziyao twitched the corners of his lips, walked to Tai Lianqing's side and stroked his tail: "Be optimistic, be optimistic... At least you screamed, it means that your lord is still alive——"

"Powerful comfort." Zhu Jiu said with a strange air of yin and yang.

Zhang Ziyao raised his head and glared at him.

Zhu Jiuyin rolled her eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, what about mourning? Since you are still alive, what is there to do? I guess that woman somehow found a way to steal Tianhe Book and hide it in that box, and then Under the guidance of the Tianhe Book, Fei was tricked into the box...then the woman closed the box," Zhu Jiuyin made a closing gesture, "the next step is simple, as long as the mortal world is about to encounter disaster, she will Thinking of ways to stimulate the Feishou locked in the box, the Feishou was hurt and hurt, so he scratched around, and naturally grabbed the Tianhe Book that was locked inside with him, and the words on it were naturally scratched, and all the words on it were scratched. The calamity will be wiped out—"

Zhu Jiuyin seemed to suddenly feel that something was wrong, and suddenly stopped to look at Zhang Ziyao and Tai Lianqing who were staring at her in the room, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Tai Lianqing: "Master, that..."

Zhang Ziyao: "You're so familiar with this routine, it's as if you've done the same thing—"

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Tai Lianqing: "The little god remembers meow. 1000 years ago, the mortal world had good weather for 300 years, but because of the beasts, the gods finally ordered the gods to find meows! In the end... there was a peach tree at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain. In the cave, I found Ren Feishoumei at that time!"

Zhang Ziyao: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

Tai Lianqing: "..."

Zhu Jiuyin: "... Cough, I locked him up for a little while just for fun, but I didn't prick him with a needle - it was because of his stubborn temper that he refused to write something in the Tianhe Book, so what does this have to do with me! "

Zhang Ziyao: "...you still have reason with you."

Tai Lianqing gave a high-five: "Ah, I remember where I saw that jewelry box meow! The book I saw later said that Master Zhu Jiuyin smiled meow for Bo Hongyan, and put away the old lady who had been imprisoned." The beast's tree was cut down, and a jewelry box was made, and the jewelry box was given to the beauty meow!"

If eyes could kill, Tai Lianqing would have died many times.

Zhang Ziyao sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, glanced at the person sitting stiffly on the treetop with distaste, and said slowly, "Which beautiful woman will I give it to?"

"Naturally, it's the meow of Empress Houtu!" Tai Lianqing clasped his hands together, twisted his buttocks and shook his tail, "The only ten thousand year flat peach tree blooming in the mortal world was made into a heaven and earth jewelry like this Box meow, all the immortals at that time were moved by Master Zhu Jiuyin’s generosity meow! Master Zhu Jiuyin even carved the jewelry box with his own hands, meow! It’s so touching meow!”

Oh.

Empress Dowager.

One of the Twelve Witch Ancestors, Houtu Niangniang Diyi.

The "Queen" that Zhu Jiuyin was talking about a few days ago.

Zhang Ziyao put down his teacup and stood up, chuckling: "I don't know what kind of magical jewelry box can hold a beast like Fei. It turned out that Master Zhu Jiuyin felled and carved the jewelry box with his own hands... Tsk tsk, I don't believe you." Good Longyang, so affectionate."

Zhang Ziyao walked to the scroll, and in the scroll, a handsome man looked down at him with frosty face: "What are you looking at?"

Zhang Ziyao didn't like him.

Zhang Ziyao's smile remained unchanged.

At this time, Tai Lianqing next to him made another cut: "It's a pity that Empress Empress Dowager Zhu Jiuyin was dissatisfied with Master Zhu Jiuyin's passing among thousands of flowers, and she married Yan Emperor Meow angrily... Sigh, if you want the little god to say meow, dragons are naturally obscene. It's completely Master Zhu Jiuyin's fault—"

"Clap" sounded.

The picture scroll hanging on the wall finally closed itself severely.

The author has something to say: Zhu Jiuyin: I'm just flirting!Nothing!

Zhang Ziyao: I believe it, ha ha.