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Yao Song put down the paintbrush, moved it to Tangyuer, and said in surprise: "Really? But..." Yao Song looked him up and down, and said doubtfully, "I think you are very easy to get along with, although you don't talk much , but not as taciturn as in the rumors."

Pei Jiming put down his brush, raised his eyes and smiled: "People change."

"That's right." Yao Song nodded: "My master said that there are countless opportunities in the world. When people meet one, they might change, eh? Then what did you meet?"

"..." Pei Jiming paused, and said calmly, "I met someone."

Yao Song nodded again: "That's right, my master also said that people influence each other, but this is not very accurate, hey! You can just say me, I like to talk when I paint, but other painters don't. I like it, that's why His Majesty left me alone in a room, fortunately you came, otherwise I would be bored to death."

Yao Song asked curiously, "But were you really... like that before? I heard that you broke through the Underworld Realm at the age of 13 and even cut off the head of the thirteen chiefs of Beiyue. Is that true?"

Pei Jiming replied patiently: "Really, I was really nothing before."

"Then why don't you make something?"

"..." Pei Jiming was speechless for a moment, and then said for a long time: "At that time, I had no idea of ​​communicating with others. Looking at you is like... um... It's no different from looking at trees. Can you talk to a tree? You Do you ask if it hurts when you cut down a tree?"

"Hahahahahahaha..." Yao Song laughed loudly: "You are quite novel, so you used to be quite interesting!"

Yao Song continued to ask: "They said that you have twelve shadow guards, and they are all top-notch masters. Is that true?"

Pei Jiming nodded and said, "I'll take you to see it another day."

"Is it possible? I heard that they are cold-blooded and ruthless, will they hurt me?" Yao Song asked excitedly and anxiously.

Pei Jiming lowered his head to draw, and casually comforted him: "With me here, no."

Yao Song looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him, it was clearly far from the rumored one, he said to Pei Jiming: "Next time someone criticizes you, I will defend you."

Pei Jiming smiled, raised his eyes to look at Yao Song, slightly curled his lips and said, "Thank you."

Yao Song also smiled: "You're welcome, my friend."

He leaned over to look at Pei Jiming's painting, and said, "Oh! Are you an orchid or a leek?"

Pei Jiming didn't take it seriously and said, "They already look alike."

"If my master sees you, he will give you a big mouth!" Yao Song picked up a pen and added a few strokes to the sweet taro, and the leek... oh no, it was bluegrass and it immediately came to life.

Pei Jiming looked at the painting curiously, and exclaimed, "Amazing."

"What is this?" Yao Song proudly said, "I'm especially good at drawing people. By the way, I heard that there is a peerless beauty in your Liuhe Division who was molested by Zuo Xiaoran a few days ago. You can bring me here to see. chant."

Pei Jiming pondered: "You can say Ayao, he is not in Jiankang these days."

"That's a pity." Yao Song said regretfully, "I like to make pictures of peerless beauties. I have drawn many beauties, but I have never drawn beautiful men. I originally wanted to draw Mr. Zuo, but he was too mean to do it."

"Master Zuo?" Tangyu'er wondered, "Zuo Xiaomu? Or Zuo Xiaoran?" Although these two people are not bad in appearance, they are not considered peerless.

"What are they?" Yao Song sneered, "A big radish with a big heart, and a man with broken sleeves, Zuo Xiaomu is okay, his ability is obvious to all, and the second from the left can be regarded as a stain on the Zuo family."

Yao Song excitedly said: "The Master Zuo I'm talking about is Zuo Mingfei, who is called the Uncut Jade of the Zuo Family by the Holy Master. We are good friends, and he doesn't want to draw for me, but he just doesn't have time, oh~ forget it , there is always time, next time I will introduce you to each other."

Pei Jiming nodded casually, and Yao Song said slowly, "Then...you draw for me first."

"You want to draw me?" Pei Jiming asked suspiciously.

"Come here, stand still!" Yao Song pulled Pei Jiming behind the table and said, "You continue to draw your leeks, and I will draw you."

Pei Jiming: "..."

Yao Song kept talking while drawing, and at the end, he was embarrassed: "Am I talking too much? You don't think I'm annoying, do you?"

Pei Jiming shook his head: "I know someone who talks more than you, but it sounds interesting... By the way, he is also good-looking."

Yao Song smiled: "How good-looking is it?"

"He's the most beautiful person I've ever seen." Pei Jiming stopped writing in his hand and said seriously.

Yao Song joked, "Yo! Is this your sweetheart?"

Pei Jiming didn't admit or deny it, but just thought about Yan Yan's appearance in his mind, and then started to paint with a brush.

Yao Song only regarded him as acquiescing, and teased him a few more words. Pei Jiming was serious about painting, and ignored Yao Song's teasing.

Yao Song draws Pei Jiming, Pei Jiming draws Yan Yan, one draws a beauty, and the other... a sweetheart.

When Yao Song was drawing Pei Jiming's eyebrows, Pei Jiming suddenly put down his pen, raised his head and smiled at Yao Song, "Okay!"

Yao Song's eyes lit up, and a few gusts of wind passed by the window, blowing the young man's broken hair into a mess. The young man's cold face was filled with a happy smile. He cherished the two ends of the rice paper with both hands, proudly Holding it to Yao Song, as if showing his precious things, Yao Song secretly recorded this scene, what a young man full of vigor.

Yao Song looked at his painting, and couldn't help being taken aback. The painting showed a man, and he was a very beautiful man. Yao Song couldn't believe it. Pei Jiming couldn't even draw a leek...ah no, he couldn't even draw an orchid. Such an outstanding beauty?

Yao Song said in disbelief, "You can... draw people?"

Pei Jiming used the end of his pen to brush away the broken hair on his forehead, and said, "I can only draw him." If you draw often, practice makes perfect.

Yao Song looked at the person in the painting in disbelief: "Is this the person you... imagined?"

"No." Pei Jiming looked down at the words in his hand again, and explained seriously: "I...I know this, the one I just told you about."

Yao Song looked at the painting in shock. In the painting, the man was lying leisurely in a grand teacher's chair, his eyes half-smile, his lips slightly curled up, and he was dressed in white, looking extremely handsome.

Yao Song sighed, "I thought Jing Chen was the most handsome man I've ever seen, but I didn't expect this brother in the painting to be as good-looking as he is. Apart from being beautiful, he is even more free and unrestrained, a celebrity!"

"He looks better in person." Pei Jiming raised the corners of his lips that were already raised.

Yao Song couldn't wait to say: "Master Pei, please introduce me for me. I wonder where this gentleman is from?"

Pei Jiming's expression suddenly dimmed. He glanced at the person in the painting and said calmly, "I can't see you anymore..."

"Ah?" Yao Song was taken aback: "Could it be that this dear friend has already driven west? Blame me, blame me... I mentioned your sad things."

"No." Pei Jiming looked disappointed, and he said slowly, "He's still alive."

Yao Song breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death, hey! It's good to be alive, as long as you are alive, there will always be a chance to meet."

Pei Jiming looked at the person in the painting reluctantly, and his voice was a little sad: "I'm afraid...he doesn't want to see me anymore."

"Oh? Why?" Yao Song asked curiously.

Pei Jiming was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing."

Yao Song also knew that he might bring up his sad things, and he didn't know how to comfort him. He just said: "My master said, things are unpredictable, there is always a turning point, and we will meet each other if we are destined. You...don't be too depressed."

Pei Jiming smiled, and instantly concealed the emotion in his eyes, he said: "I will go to Yangzhou with your Majesty in a few days, so I won't come to see you."

"Yangzhou is good!" Yao Song stroked his chin and thought, "The Qionghua will bloom in a few days, but..."

Yao Song was speechless with regret: "It's a pity that you can't draw a trace of the charm of Qionghua with your pen for painting leeks."

Pei Jiming: "I can't describe it, but at least I can see it."

Yao Song: "..."

At the beginning of April, a group of people arrived in Yangzhou City. Since it was a private tour in micro-services, Emperor Jin'an did not bring many troops. After arriving, the local prefect had already arranged their residence.

After sorting things out, Emperor Jin'an took a group of people to a famous local restaurant for dinner. Pei Jiming stayed with him all the time. When the dinner was over, the local prefect wanted to arrange someone to send Emperor Jin'an back. Emperor Jin'an waved his hand: "No need. You've worked hard all day. It's better to go back and rest earlier. I have Pei Qing accompanying me, so don't worry."

Emperor Jin'an didn't go back immediately, but walked along the streets of the city in a leisurely manner. Pei Jiming followed behind him on the right. The shadow guards also followed secretly.

Emperor Jin'an was dressed in casual clothes and looked like an ordinary refined scholar. He held a folding fan in his hand and fanned it one after another. He looked at the surrounding night scenes with great interest, and said to Pei Jiming, "Pei Qing, why don't you go south?" I have seen a lot in the north, but have you ever seen the four famous scenery of Jin?"

Pei Jiming said truthfully, "I've never heard of it."

"Jiankang Shuiguang, Saibei cattle and sheep, Shi'an Lantern Festival, Yangzhou Bridge and Moon." Emperor Jin'an explained with a smile: "I was born in Jiankang, where water and light are common. When I was young, I went to war and saw Saibei cattle and sheep. It’s coming, I can see Yangzhou Qiaoyue, but I don’t know when I will be able to see the Shi’an Lantern Festival.”

"Return to Your Majesty, this subordinate has seen the Shi'an Lantern Festival." Pei Jiming held down the hilt of the sword beside him, as if remembering: "It's very beautiful."

Emperor Jin'an smiled: "Is there a lively Lantern Festival in the palace?"

"Yes." Pei Jiming said without hesitation, "It's unique."

Emperor Jin'an was used to Pei Jiming's blunt words, he said: "If there is a chance, Pei Qing will go with me to have a look."

Pei Jiming hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

"I once made an appointment with your father to come to Yangzhou Bridge to watch the moon, but now that Sri Lanka is dead, I can't help but feel melancholy." Emperor Jin'an reminisced.

When it came to Pei Yong, Pei Jiming couldn't answer, but just listened.

Emperor Jin'an continued: "Speaking of which, the marriage between your father and mother was facilitated by me."

"Back then, your mother and Princess Yuan were waiting in the boudoir. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, I saw your father galloping by on the roadside. Since then, I have fallen in love with you. I am the same brother and sister as He Yuan. They gave you a marriage, and after marriage, she returned to your father's hometown, and I rarely saw her again, until I heard the news of her death five years later, and I never saw her for the last time."

Pei Jiming thought of the faint figure of the woman in his memory again, and couldn't figure out why she fell in love with a man like Pei Yong.

"I didn't see you when you were young, were you with your mother at that time?" Emperor Jin'an asked curiously.

Pei Jiming shook his head: "I have lived in Liuhe Division since I was born, and went to Misty Peak when I was ten years old."

"Liuhe Division?" Emperor Jin'an read it silently, and then sighed softly to himself: "I went there at such a young age? I sometimes doubt whether that person has a heart or not?"

Emperor Jin'an looked at the bright moon in the night sky, his expression was full of disappointment, and he couldn't help but read: "24 Bridge... on a moonlit night, jade people...where can I teach you to play the flute?"

Pei Jiming looked at Emperor Jin'an's side face, his sideburns were already graying, his eye sockets were sunken, and under the moonlight, he could see the glimmer of water dancing inside. Pei Jiming could see a bit of sadness from this Ninth Five-Year Lord , why sad?Because Pei Yong was mentioned?Or He Yuan?

Emperor Jin'an spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse: "How is your father treating you?"

okay?Pei Jiming felt that he had nothing to say: "Your Majesty, there is nothing to say."

Emperor Jin'an turned around slowly, he stared at Pei Jiming in a daze: "Is it not good?"

Pei Jiming was silent. He had never expected anyone's affection since he was a child, and he didn't care at all who treated him well. As Pei Yong said, he was just a... perfect weapon. If he hadn't lost his memory and met Yan Yan, He would never understand the emotions and desires of so many people.

He said: "Your Majesty, this subordinate is just a sharp knife." It is a weapon used to protect you.

Emperor Jin'an turned back, looked down at the reflection of the bright moon in the water, and said softly: "You are human."

"Remember, you are a human being, not a weapon. When you have a chance in the future, you must leave!"

These words suddenly echoed in Pei Jiming's mind, and that light-like figure seemed to be a little clearer.

I don't know how long it took before Pei Jiming responded, "Yes."

Emperor Jin'an usually inspected the people with the local officials, and Pei Jiming and his shadow guards were hiding in the dark. Right now, Pei Jiming was sitting on the eaves of a modest house in the city, watching the people on the street vigilantly. People come and go.

Not long after, a shadow guard jumped onto the eaves and said to Pei Jiming: "My lord, the eyeliner of King An has not been found in the city."

Pei Jiming frowned slightly, and looked far away: "It's strange, you obviously followed all the way, have you sealed off the city?"

The shadow guard nodded: "Since we entered the city, there is no way to get out of the city."

"En." Pei Jiming responded, and asked after careful consideration: "The prefect's mansion, have you checked?"

The shadow guard said: "I checked, and there is nothing unusual."

Pei Jiming was thinking about it, and then another shadow guard came: "My lord, I caught a suspicious person who entered the city last night."

"Only one?" Pei Jiming was surprised.

"Yes."

Pei Jiming stood up and landed on the ground lightly with his toes: "Let's go, show me."