The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

The primrose grows long, and time flies like an arrow.

Two years later, King Zhong returned triumphantly after conquering the barbarians.His Royal Highness Zhong Wang has long been the aspiration of the people, and he has become a figure with power in the government and the public, and he is not far from the ultimate Ninth Five-Year King.

Cheng Ran's fate remained unremarkable. He became a teacher who sold calligraphy and painting and tested calligraphy.In the celebration of the whole world, the people packed up their stalls in the turbulent, so as not to be crushed by people.He looked at the tall nobleman on a tall horse from a distance, wrapped his clothes tightly, and it was almost winter, and the money he earned was only enough to pay the rent. If he drew two more pictures, uh... During the Spring Festival, he could also write Spring Festival couplets and sell them. ... Cheng Ran calculated the household while putting away his calligraphy and paintings.

Uh, the person who ordered this painting seems to be dissatisfied and has been asking him to revise it. Cheng Ran was distracted when a gust of wind snatched the painting from his hand. The painting was like a light white butterfly floating over the noise The crowd, passing by the mighty soldiers, was intercepted by his personal bodyguard Han Yuanli when they were facing Zhao Qi's face, and then offered him both hands.

This painting is very ordinary, probably a picture of a beautiful girl ordered by someone, the kind of plain painting used for blind dates, nothing, ha, nothing special, haha, I couldn't help laughing out loud, Zhao Qi has never seen anyone who would This kind of painting is painted so realistically, the girl in the painting seems to be alive, but - she is so ugly, her body fat is second to none, her nose is soaring, her eyes are squinting, her eyes are squinting, her mouth is big, her mouth is big, her ears are driving around, and she has not let go of any shortcomings. It is very professional to paint so meticulously, but will people pay for it?really...

It's just a piece of waste paper, but Zhao Qi is more happy than getting a reward for winning a battle.

Without His Highness's order, the guards have already escorted the disrespectful painter up.

Zhao Qi looked at the slovenly man and felt happier. The face of the man who was forced to kneel down was covered in ink, and his clothes were torn but clean and unstained. Why did he hide his appearance?Do you think he will forget those stubborn eyes?Afraid of losing face?As His Royal Highness Zhong Wang, would he not know that he didn't have a high school at all?Are you also unable to eradicate rape and serve the country?Hehe, Zhao Qi showed a teasing smile.

What an unexpected loot, every day intrigues, the days of swords and blood seem to be rather exhausting, right?

hehe hehe-

Zhao Qi was still laughing until he returned to Prince Zhong's Mansion.

"Well, Fifth Brother, I also know that you won the battle and you were happy, but you smiled...uh, a little scary." Zhao Huan, the imperial prince, is Zhao Qiwei's brother with the same father and mother. Always good, but now he's huddled in a chair a little scared.It's rare for his fifth brother to laugh, but since he brought a beggar back home, he has been laughing non-stop, has he hit his laughing point? "Five... Fifth brother, are you okay?"