The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

At the beginning of the river, the cold weather has not yet arrived, and the river water on the canal has not yet frozen.

There are also many ships on the canal, but they are all docked on the side, and only one is still rowing forward.

Song Shixuan sat leisurely on the bow of the boat, wearing only a plain blue jacket and a double-breasted cloak on his shoulders, with a writing brush in his mouth and another in his right hand, facing each other on the deck. painting on rice paper.

Dai Shaojin, who was also watching the scenery on the deck, saw Song Shixuan's concentrated attention, and rolled her eyes several times with two tsk tsks.

After coming out of the palace and walking on the waterway for three days, the two of them did not exchange a word, and the admiral and His Majesty were discussing important matters in the boat house again, Dai Shaojin couldn't stay inside, and there was Song Shixuan outside who was blocking his eyes, so he put his hands in Shrunken with cold in his sleeves, he walked forward and scratched his neck to see what he was drawing.

"Oh, Mr. Song is still painting here in such a cold day?" Dai Shaojin said in a strange way.

The cold air from Dai Shaojin's breath blew on Mr. Song, and he slapped Mr. Song's shoulder maliciously. Mr. Song shook his head, and the person on the painting was added with extra strokes.

He turned his head and glared at Dai Shaojin, and then looked at Dai Shaojin's flamboyant and expensive attire, with a lying rabbit hat of ferret fur on his head, three layers of sapphire blue cotton jacket on the inside and three layers outside, and a piece of snow fox fur Qiu, just like a fried bear.

Dai Shaojin was from Jiangnan, and her father was the minister of the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites had little power but made a lot of money. The elder Dai had a son in old age. Only Dai Shaojin, an only child, spoiled and pampered, couldn't stand any hardships.

"Tsk tsk tsk, really poor." Dai Shaojin glanced at Song Shixuan from top to bottom. He wore coarse linen clothes. Even the servants in Dai's mansion wore more expensive clothes than Song Shixuan. Is it embarrassing? Song Shixuan does not dislike embarrassment, but Dai Shaojin even dislikes standing with him.

Song Shixuan ignored him, but instead looked at the extra stroke and pondered for a while.

"Hey! This official is at least one rank higher than you, a sixth-rank official. Don't think that you are His Majesty's man and you don't take my Dai Shaojin seriously. Let me tell you, this young master is the admiral's confidant..." He sat down He was next to Song Shixuan, but because he was wearing too thick clothes, Song Shixuan was squeezed aside again. He pointed at Song Shixuan's arm with his finger, and said in a delicate voice.

Song Shixuan didn't want to talk to him at first, but when he heard that his name was Dai Shaojin, his brows tightened, he turned his head and gritted his teeth, his eyebrows flew up.

"Dai Shaojin? The son of the minister of rites? Xinjinke's exploration?"

"It's my young master! What's the matter? Are you afraid of your grandpa's name?" Dai Shaojin said proudly with her chin raised, her peach blossom eyes were round and round, and she had an expression of ecstasy. I have no momentum.

Whoa whoa!It turns out that you are the tortoise son of that dog official Dai Jinlin, the grandson of that idiot who stole his test paper!

Song Shixuan stared at him fiercely, and clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves. He Song Shixuan studied hard for 15 years, won the title of the Inspirational Gold List, and failed the three exams. Only when his hard-earned poems and insights became famous did he know that his test paper was stolen by this sinister villain, but he was still the second generation of officials, and he had nowhere to sue, but instead made his nose ashamed.

If he Song Shixuan doesn't make Dai Shaojin call him Grandpa Song a hundred times, I won't call him Song Shixuan!

Song Shixuan's eyes contained mixed feelings, and he had already greeted the eighteen generations of Dai Shaojin's ancestors in his heart, but this is definitely not a good place to teach him a lesson.

"Master Dai, has he heard the story of the three Hongshui brothers?" Song Shixuan didn't put down the brush, he dipped the one in his mouth on the paint, and squinted on the drawing paper while holding the brush in his left and right hands Eyes painting, while talking to Dai Shaojin.

"I've never heard of it..." Dai Shaojin thought for a while. He had never heard of the story Song Shixuan told, but it sounded very interesting. He sat next to Song Shixuan with bright eyes and said with great interest. "Those who go through the back door, you can talk about it! It's boring to be idle, so please relieve the boredom of young master Ben!"

"This story starts from the Western Han Dynasty. It is said that there was a family named Dai in the village. Because of a flood in the mountains that hit the village, only three sons of the Dai family survived. To whom, they are forced to sit in a wooden barrel, and the water goes straight into the barrel, and it will sink to the bottom within a stick of incense."

"During self-rescue, the fox fur fur was worn by the eldest brother Dai, the brocade jacket was given to the second brother Dai, and the gold and silver jewelry was distributed to the third brother Dai. It's in danger." His eyes were shining brightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and the brush in his hand was adding color.

"Then, what happened to them?" Dai Shaojin asked anxiously.

Song Shixuan watched with satisfaction the last brushstroke he put on the painting, and what was originally an extra touch became the icing on the cake.

"It was supposed to save life by throwing things outside of the body into the river, but none of the three brothers were willing to throw them away. In the end, because of greed, none of them survived. Seeing Mr. Dai, Master Xuan felt like old friends at first sight, so he thought of this story and told Dai. My lord, listen."

He put down the two brushes, dried the ink, put the painting in front of Dai Shaojin and said. "Master Dai, come and have a look, how about choosing a painter as a teacher?"

Dai Shaojin didn't realize that Song Shixuan was mocking him, but looked at the painting seriously.

This painting is lifelike, the scenery and characters are vivid and fragrant on the paper, in the painting is a small farmyard, the windows of this small farmyard are open, three or two little yellow chickens are under the window, it is even more lively and vivid, but this is not important, it is important What's more, the two people in this window are doing this kind of thing, their skin texture, posture and facial expression are amazing.

"I didn't expect you to be so dishonest through the back door." He swallowed, and looked at Song Shixuan with bright eyes.

However, the more he looked at this painting, the more he felt that something was wrong. The two people in this painting, the one below the others, had peach blossom eyes, and even the mole under his eyes was exactly the same as his. Looking at the one above, carefully Looking at it, there are [-]% bastards painted on the back.

Good guy!Song Shixuan of this tortoise!

The boat enters the city, and the canal leads from Yanjing to Yongping. There are pavilions on both sides of the river. It is the winter solstice. On this day, new clothes are changed, meals are prepared, and the pavilions are very lively.

Across the pavilion bridge is Yongping's most famous red building and one-stop. The pavilions on both sides are Hualou, Lanxuanyuan and Zuihuajian. The beauties on the pavilions are all marked by their appearance. Carrying a flower basket, there are dried flowers made of fragrant paper in the flower basket.

"Grandfather, let's play!"

"Yo! These two little brothers are so handsome~"

On the left side of this river is the Xiaoguan House, and on the right side is the Beauty House, which is really a paradise for dudes.

The dried flowers in their hands were sprinkled down by them, and the dried flowers floated all over the sky with the wind, bursting with the fragrance of powder, even the cold wind in winter became warmer.

At that time, the door of the houseboat was opened, and Wang Wanyi walked out from inside.

The purple brocade jacket he was wearing today, the red jade pendant on the button was replaced by him, and he chose a piece of white jade pendant with emerald green tassels, and the fur hat had felt ears of rabbit fur, which made his lips red and his teeth white, rich and proud.

When Dai Shaojin saw Wang Wanyi come out, he immediately rubbed his hands and left Song Shixuan, walked to Wang Wanyi's side in small steps, and said with his waist hooked, his appearance was completely different from the appearance of the second generation ancestor just now.

"Master Admiral! It's getting late, why don't you rest here now!"

As soon as Wang Wanyi came out, the small hall on the left became active again, and the young ladies in tulle began to throw wild chrysanthemums in their hands at Wang Wanyi.

Wang Wanyi raised his hand with a smile, and caught a branch just right. He twirled the flower and rushed to the young lady who threw the flower. Lan Yanli stood out, holding a jade flute in his hand, presumably the flower was stolen by the young lady next to him.

"Wang Wanyi, I haven't finished talking to you yet..."

Zhu Zhaoyan's slightly angry voice came from the boat house, he opened the door of the boat, frowned and said angrily.

Green, blue, red, and pink are considered expensive, and among them, vermilion is not worn by ordinary people.

Dressed in vermilion brocade, with an ancient jade pair of dragon heads on a black gauze three-mountain hat, wearing a fur fur, with eyebrows flying into the temples and a face full of youthful heroism, it is true that His Majesty governs the country with beauty.

As soon as he came out, he saw Wang Wanyi smiling beautifully at a certain place. Zhu Zhaoyan followed Wang Wanyi's gaze and looked up. After seeing the doggy man in the pavilion, he stared at Wang Wanyi with displeasure. Wan Yi looked at the man lightly again.

The palm of his hand was so angry that he slapped the door frame again, Zhu Zhaoyan gritted his teeth and grunted in pain.

Hearing the crisp sound, Wang Wanyi turned her head to look at Zhu Zhaoyan, and shook the flower to him again with a smile. "Your Majesty, come out and see the beauty."

Zhu Zhaoyan withdrew his hand and looked to both sides angrily, the more he looked, the more disturbed he became.

He lifted Jingui's chin and walked towards Wang Wanyi in a serious manner with his hands behind his back.

One by one, the bees and butterflies are restless in the room, and they indulge in bribes.

Just as Wang Wanyi was about to turn around, Zhu Zhaoxuan grabbed Wang Wanyi's back collar and pulled him back.

"If you don't obey women's morals, how decent is it to show your face in public?" He snorted in Wang Wanyi's ear, but his jade-like fingers pointed elsewhere.

People from the flower houses on both sides began to greet again, but this time, when Zhu Zhaoyan came out, both men and women were welcome, and the dried chrysanthemums and handkerchiefs greeted together, and even the flower guest blew his whistle.

"Your Majesty, you are indeed prettier than the most beautiful oiran." Wang Wanyi smiled maliciously.

Here the four of them became the focus.

Just as Zhu Zhaoyan was about to continue talking, the girl upstairs threw the handkerchief, and the handkerchief fell on Zhu Zhaoyan's hat with the wind. Zhu Zhaoyan tore off the handkerchief at a loss and stared at him.

Wang Wanyi couldn't help laughing again, he leaned close to Zhu Zhaoyan's body, and pinned the chrysanthemum in his hand to Zhu Zhaoyan's temple.

"Flowers match beautiful women, they are very delicate."