Mao Ji grinned, got up crookedly, didn't care about anything else, first picked up the two cylinders that fell to the ground, checked them slightly, and saw that there was no damage, so he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Du Fu, who was being helped up by the Han general, and said with a wry smile: "Dugong Du, why are you so anxious." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Du Fu is old, and this collision is also dizzy. It was easy to come back to his senses, and suddenly remembered something, his face changed, and he turned his head to look back, and then he stepped forward and pulled Mao Ji aside for a few steps, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Master Mao, do you want to face you?" According to the old slave, if there is nothing important, it is better to wait." ”

Mao Ji was stunned for a moment, his face became solemn, he also lowered his voice, frowned, and said, "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Du Fu sighed, shook his head and said, "Don't panic, Master Mao, it's not Your Majesty's fault, it's someone who wants it." ”

Mao Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but then changed color and said, "Who made Your Majesty angry?"

Du Fu raised his eyes to look at him, his face suddenly became strange, he hesitated slightly, and asked softly: "Master Mao, it is reported that I went to a cultural meeting a few days ago?"

Mao Ji was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, clamped the two cylinders under his ribs, bowed deeply to Du Fu, and said in a low voice: "Dugong Du, can you teach me?"

Du Fu smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to stop it, shook his head and sighed: "Fang Cai Mou commanded the face of the king, and Tianyan was furious." As he spoke, he explained the matter in detail, and finally sighed: "Two daring babies, they really don't know the height of the sky, this is not to bring trouble to Elder Li Ge and the British public." That's it, Master Mao is at his own convenience, and the old slave still has to pass on the decree. "Say, let's go.

Mao Ji was stunned on the spot, suddenly saved, hurriedly caught up a few steps and grabbed him, and said in a low voice: "Father-in-law, slow down." ”

Du Fu was stunned: "What's the matter?"

Mao Ji thought for a moment and said slowly: "Father-in-law might as well walk slowly, Ji will go in, maybe there will be changes, and I don't know." ”

Du Fu said: "There is no reason!"

Mao Ji shook his head and said: "Father-in-law is in a hurry, if the father-in-law is in a hurry, the will, once Your Majesty changes his mind, wouldn't it be beautiful? If there is a change, it can also be moved for His Majesty. ”

Du Fu's face hesitated, and then he hesitated: "Okay, it's up to you, you have to wait too long." ”

Mao Ji nodded and said, "Naturally, I don't dare to teach my father-in-law to be embarrassed." Then he bowed his hand, said no more, and hurried to the temple.

Du Fu stood there for a moment, then sighed, slowed down and went out.

In the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, Mao Ji got the announcement, and hurriedly sorted out his clothes and hats, and then stepped in. When he went to the hall, he put down the cylinder in his hand and bowed down: "Minister, Hanlin reads Mao Ji and knocks to see Your Majesty." ”

Hongzhi's anger was under control at this time, he nodded, and said gently: "Mao Qing is here, but is there something?"

Mao Ji glanced at Mu Bin who was standing next to him, and then said solemnly: "Yes, the minister took leave the day before yesterday and participated in a literary meeting." At the meeting, I got a few things, and the minister felt that it was not trivial, so he came to present them to His Majesty. ”

"Oh?" Hongzhi raised his eyebrows, looked at him thoughtfully, and then squinted at Mu Bin, only groaned, and nodded: "Present it." ”

Mao Ji shook his head, "Your Majesty, it can't be done here, the place is too small." And ......." said after a pause before he said: "This thing should not be publicized, it should be kept secret." ”

Hongzhi's pupils shrank, he groaned slightly, then stood up and ordered: "Set up the East Pavilion, Mu Bin personally guards below, and he is not allowed to trespass without being summoned." ”

Mu Bin was busy, turned around and took the first step to arrange.

Here, Hongzhi and Mao Ji went out of the side hall one after the other, drove up, and stopped at a tower after a while, and the two monarchs and ministers climbed the stairs and sat down in a four-sided empty attic on the top floor.

The little eunuch brought a hand towel and cleaned his face, and then offered tea, snacks and other things and retreated. There were only two monarchs and ministers left in the room, Hongzhi took a sip of hot tea, closed his eyes slightly, and waited for the fragrance to roll between his lips and tongue a few times, then he opened his eyes and looked at Mao Ji.

Mao Ji understood, first confessed to Hongzhi, and personally closed the windows around him one by one, then opened the two cylinders in his hand, took out a stack of black paper, lowered his head and began to place them on the ground in the room in turn.

As the pieces of paper were lowered, the room with the windows closed became darker and darker, and it seemed that all the light was sucked in by the pictures on the ground at this moment.

Hongzhi's face was calm at the beginning, but after Mao Ji set up all the papers and carefully stepped aside, his eyes widened in an instant after his eyes fell on the huge puzzle in front of him, and Huo stood up and took two steps forward to look. There was a look of shock and horror on his face.

"This is ......." After a long time, he turned around suddenly, a pair of eyes shining, and stared straight at Mao Ji.

Mao Ji bowed slightly, and said in a low voice: "This, Wu Qing Su Mo painted on the spot at the literary meeting. In addition to this pair, there are also one hundred and eight small pictures, each of which is wonderful and indescribable. The minister is foolish, only faintly feels, it seems to be a metaphor, but he can't see through it. ”

Hongji looked at him steadily, his face uncertain. Half a sound, he took a deep breath, and then cast his gaze on the huge pattern in front of him, a contemplative color.

Thinking about it, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, turned around sharply and shouted, "Someone!"

Someone outside the door agreed, but didn't push the door in. Hongzhi raised his voice and said: "Go, let Du Fu come back, just say ......." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and his face was a little difficult to look at. But I'm calculating this time, I'm afraid it's too late.

Mao Ji watched clearly, secretly happy in his heart. His face was silent, and he took two steps forward and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty forgives me, Fang Caichen heard that Gonggong Du said to pass on the decree, and the Tao is related to Su Mo, so he made his own proposal and made it slow down." Presumably at this moment, I can still catch up. ”

Hongzhi's eyes lit up, he glanced at him approvingly, turned his head and raised his head: "Spread Du Fu back, stop what I said before." ”

The person outside the door should be, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

In the room, Hongji's face was slightly relaxed, and he returned to the painting to look at it for a while. Only then did he raise his hand to signal, and Mao Ji stepped forward to carefully put them away one by one and put them into the painting tube.

Then he opened another painting tube, took out a slightly thick stack of paper from it, and laid them out one by one, which was exactly the one hundred and eight lucky pictures made by Su Mo that day.

Hongji's eyes first fell on the five words of "Fortune of the Heavenly Empire" on the first page, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, and after a little thought, he looked down in turn.

Since ancient times, princes have received the highest and most comprehensive education before ascending the throne. Although it is mainly based on the art of governing the country and the emperor, the six arts of the gentleman are also compulsory courses. This is also the reason why some emperors have emerged in history who are famous for their talents and learning.

Emperor Hongzhi was no exception, but he lived a miserable life in his early years, and it was not until he was six years old that he was able to show up and be made the crown prince. Later, because Wan Guifei was still built at that time, most of the time she was in a state of trembling and careful survival, so although she also received royal education, she was not as versatile as other princes.

Therefore, he devoted more of his energy to learning about governing the country, and he was slightly lacking in literature. But his ability to appreciate is no worse than anyone else in the world.

Now I look at the small pictures, but I see that the strokes are delicate and simple, but they can be sketched vividly, which can be seen.

Not to mention, but also these small pictures, they are obviously from the same source as Fang Cai's big picture. Whether it is a person or a scene, at a glance, it seems as if it is about to jump out of the painting, no matter from which angle, it is all vivid, which is very different from the ordinary paintings, and I can't help but marvel and nod frequently.

In this way, one of the monarchs and ministers was in front, and the other was watching slowly in the back, and before they knew it, half an hour had passed.

Footsteps sounded outside, and Du Fu's voice came carefully, but it was to announce that Hongzhi had returned.

Hongji woke up like a dream, looked up and said, "Come in." ”

It wasn't until Du Fu pushed the door in, turned back and closed the door, and then asked, "Can you catch up?"

Du Fu naturally understood, bowed down and confessed: "Yes, the slave is old and walks slowly, but it is just right." He also begged his grandfather to forgive the slave and maid for the sin of being slow. ”

Hongji turned his head to look at him, and scolded with a smile: "You are an old goods, what are you selling?" Alright, let's wait. With that, he ignored him and looked at the pictures again.

Du Fu sighed secretly, looked at Mao Ji, who was silent, and quietly handed over a grateful look.

Mao Ji's eyes drooped, and he nodded his head slightly, and the two of them stopped moving, standing quietly like wood carved clay sculptures.

Here, Hongji looked at the pictures again and again, and the general looked at them all, and suddenly sighed, stood still in front of the painting behind, and frowned slightly and thought about it.

Mao Ji and Du Fu glanced at each other, and they both secretly raised their spirits.

After a while, Hongji suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the picture and said, "You two can also take a look, what is this picture? But this one, I really can't remember what it was about. ”

Mao Ji and Du Fu hurriedly responded and walked to the painting to look at it carefully. When Du Fu saw it, he also thought hard, but Mao Ji was moved in his heart.

This painting was one of the things he found a little strange after seeing it. At that moment, he didn't look at it anymore, shook his head and said: "The minister is foolish, this picture is one of the minister's confusions, and he has never been solved." ”

Hongzhi seemed stunned, but he didn't say much, and only looked at Du Fu.

Du Fu is an old man in the palace, he has been in the palace for 18 years since Chenghua, and it has been more than 16 years, so he must be a little eyebrow-raising.

Thinking like this, he was about to turn around and sit down and wait, but he heard Du Fu suddenly mutter: "Strange, the person depicted on this picture does not seem to be from the palace, nor is he an official of the court, but like a non-first scholar." It's weird, it's the Celestial Empire's lucky map, how did a guy come out?"

His casual chatter, falling in the ears of Hongzhi and Mao Ji is tantamount to thunder, the two of them came over almost at the same time, took a closer look, and found that sure enough, although the person in the painting has an extraordinary temperament, he is dressed in cloth clothes, which is completely different from the official uniforms of the main characters in the previous paintings.

The Celestial Empire's fortune map, a person who is not an official suddenly popped up in it, which is really difficult to understand. Hongzhi frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head to Mao Ji and asked, "Mao Qing, do you know this person?"

Mao Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that the characters drawn by Su Mo are not the same appearance as they were, but they are just godlike, and it is really difficult to identify them by their appearance." ”

Hongji nodded, the question was obvious. From the previous pictures, I found that although the appearance of my father was extremely clear and elegant, it was not the real appearance of my father at all. can only be known from the dress and the scene, that is the father of the painting.

After thinking about it for a while, I really couldn't remember the connection, so I simply skipped it. Looking at it again, I found a few more pictures that I didn't understand, and the three people present were confused.

However, just when Hongzhi and Mao Ji thought that this might be a trivial matter, so that they ignored it, Du Fu suddenly pointed to a picture as if he had seen a ghost, and exclaimed: "This ...... This...... How is that possible!"