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Regarding this, it wasn't until the surrounding guards handed over a brocade robe that Li Shimin finally felt it.

Taking the robe and wrapping it around his body, Li Shimin, who was standing in front of this painting, really couldn't understand whether Li Chengdao wanted to target Yan Wan'er or to fight back against those students who were open-mouthed and did not distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The former Li Shimin was very reasonable, about Li Chengdao's help his son find a daughter-in-law; Judging from the order of Chengqian Li Ke, this time it should be Qingque, and he had also asked Qingque about marriage or not before. At the same time, Li Shimin had to admit that Yan Lide had raised a good daughter, and when he discussed with his wife a year ago, he also counted the girl among the candidates. This doesn't seem to be abnormal, but this weird normality is the biggest shadow in Li Shimin's heart, because the incident where Li Chengdao forced himself to punish Li Tai is still vivid, just like yesterday; Now he is planning to marry Li Tai, which makes his behavior seem really weird. Therefore, Li Shimin has at least five points of doubt about Li Chengdao's move.

And then there's the painting in front of me.

The meaning is obvious, three or four.

From different angles on both sides, the three and four are correct, but there is only one truth, and the difference is only from the perspective of people. In other words, it is the different positions of the observer that make the difference.

Just like the royal family and the family, from each other's point of view, they are just preserving the continuation of the family, and as the emperor, it is definitely impossible for him to let this kind of ancestral family not necessarily have the existence of the Tang dynasty. However, both sides are doing what they think is right.

When Li Chengdao hung this painting in the Guozijian, was he telling the scholars that he had done the right thing? But shouldn't this kind of scholar's remarks be disdained according to his temperament? Or is it just to slap a scholar in the face, just like the "useless scholar"?

But in any case, at least this will be a warning to some of the scholars, so that they can think and grow; Otherwise, it is always the kind of collective herd character that everyone follows, and these students who are high-eyed and low-handed, are really the so-called useless. Talking casually and emotionally without knowing anything, if this is the case with Qingliu and the like in the future, he doesn't have to keep it for Cheng Qian, just let them die!

My bachelor's degree, before I succeed in my studies, is concentrated on my studies without saying a word to the point of no return! It's not as good as learning, it's not as good as sound, it's not as good as morality, what qualifications do they have to base their youth and frivolity on the ignorance of others! If you want to emulate a madman who has no scruples about the consequences, you don't first look at your own virtues!

Sliding down with such thoughts, Li Shimin no longer dwelled on the question of what Li Chengdao wanted to do. If it is a marriage choice, then Yan Wan'er is one of the brides that she and her wife prepared for Li Tai; If it is a sarcastic attack on the etiquette of the scholars, then I am more willing to teach them a lesson - under the prosperous age, in the spare time above the school, the impetuousness of the scholars has never stopped!

Passive mussels are not as good as active self-deposition!

"Someone!" Li Shimin, who was determined to add a fire, called the guards beside him, "Divide this painting in two, and the center of the gate is also separated by wooden boards, and hang half of the painting on both sides!" Send someone to guard here, and when the students come tomorrow, they are not allowed to enter or leave, and they can only enter through one door, and they have to answer me first how many square stakes are painted on them! ”

"After everyone enters the door, they will put this painting together and hang it in the square, and let them quarrel! As for who made this painting and who was willing to do it, no one was allowed to leak it! ”

After explaining what he thought, Li Shimin hurried to the palace gate.

It's not that Wei Zheng is terrible, but that beauty is important......

In March, the grass grows, there is no color up close, and the grass is blue from afar.

Although it is an exaggeration, this early spring is indeed the best time of the year, because this drizzle of smoke is naturally better than the rain of willows all over the city. Flowers and plants are born, warblers fly and swallow back, this early spring that exudes the breath of spring everywhere, is obviously more into the painting than the weeping twilight spring.

Life is abundant, and such days should really be solidified with paintings.

It's a pity that I can only sit here, bored and waiting for those so-called talents to come.

In the sheer curtain, the girl held her cheeks and looked into the distance, but she was bored and lacking interest.

I really want to go back and let people run to the second uncle with the sketchpad! Thinking like this, the girl couldn't help but be a little indignant, yesterday the second uncle actually sent a painting "Autumn Laurel Sleeping"! Obviously, he was already thinking about how to make osmanthus cake into the painting, but he took the first step to interrupt his thoughts before he calmed down!

There is also today's boring gathering called the Poetry Club, which is actually a farewell.

I thought that if the second uncle took me to his office, he would have the opportunity to have an excuse to escape this boring party, but no matter how coquettish he was, he just wouldn't agree! So she could only be dragged here by Wang Lingling's girl to accompany her to mess around. I wondered, although Wang Shizhong was not observant, but he was polite and loyal, why did he raise such a detached daughter?

Looking at Xiao Nizi who was looking at her little feet outside the veil, the girl closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out.

Bright eyes swept over the pavilion outside, only Xiao Nizi's brother Wang Jingzhi was laughing with today's hero, and the young man of the Helan family who suffered a blow a few years ago on the side only echoed a few sentences from time to time. Seeing this scene, the girl was also a little confused.,Didn't the girl say that nearly dozens of people were going to come to the Qing to send the protagonist goodbye by the way? Why hasn't anyone else come yet? Or did the students of Guozijian say that they wanted to embarrass the straight scholar of Chongwen Hall who returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors?

But no matter what the situation, these white swans who have kept their heads high all day have been late for so long, and they haven't even sent anyone to explain it, which is really hateful. When you think about it, it's no wonder that others are reluctant to pay attention to them.

I don't know where the painting that His Highness wants is hung in the Guozijian, and whether those arrogant students have sorted it out. But even if they were asked, they would argue that it was a kind of sophistry, right? After all, even Second Uncle Aya couldn't give an answer, this group of teenagers with low eyes and low hands, while making excuses for their powerlessness, will definitely curse the person who made this painting in their hearts, right?

I don't know if the unspeakable shame and the constant desire to excuse their incompetence will make them feel painful.

But whatever, anyway, I don't like this group of people with hypocritical smiles, just like the head of the Helan family outside, who still puts on a calm smile when he encounters such a huge sad thing, and the so-called suave Chongwen Pavilion straight bachelor Shangguanyi, both of them are very boring!

Speaking of which, yesterday's osmanthus cake is much more interesting, but it's a pity that the cook didn't dare to steal a few tricks, otherwise he would have been able to taste it from time to time, so why not find inspiration to make a painting that makes the second uncle admit defeat?

The more she thought about this, the more unwilling and disgusted the girl became, and she even had the urge to stand up and go home; It's just that no matter how unwilling she is, she can't do such an unruly thing, not to mention that Ling Ling's girl will be so embarrassed that she can't get off the stage, although she will be alive again in a few days.

Thinking about it like this, the girl suddenly felt a sense of drowsiness.

It's good to take a nap like this, and after returning home from spring sleep, I also have the energy to paint. The second uncle is a painting a day, although the painting is immediately torn off regardless of whether he is satisfied or not......

In just a moment, the girl faintly heard Ling Ling's little girl's shout. "Good morning...... Ling Ling ...... "The girl opened her eyes from the daze and saw clearly that the delicate face in front of her belonged to the naughty ghost king Ling Ling.

"What's wrong?" Yawning in a daze, the girl straightened up Miaoman's waist and rubbed her eyes; The scene of this lazy sleeping beauty waking up for the first time made the girl named Wang Lingling rush over and hug the lazy girl, her little head against her cheek, squinting her eyes and rubbing up and down, "Wan'er, marry me~"

"Stay away from me~" While reflecting on his carelessness in making friends, he pushed away the head of the girl who was hugging him, "You little girl don't marry, I still have to marry~"

"What's the matter" The pretty girl grinned and said, "Wan'er can't marry me, I really don't want to, then marry Aye's student in a few years~"

"Wang Shizhong has recently accepted apprentices?" The little lady of the Wang family said such a casual sentence, but the girl was stunned, and it was not until the little lady of the Wang family hugged her again that she came back to her senses, "Ling Ling, why did you say a few more years?" ”

"Little sister be cautious!" On the other side, Wang Jingzhi, who was listening to the young boy who was sent to report the news, explained the reason, suddenly turned his head and snorted coldly at his sister. Xu is tone was a little heavy, which made the girl rebellious, so the girl who was scolded pursed her lips and snorted, disapprovingly, "What's there, Wan'er is not an outsider!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled his sister, and the two heads touched together, and the girl pretended to speak quietly, but in fact it was a voice that everyone could hear, "Wan'er, let me tell you, a few days ago, the Holy Lord summoned Aya into the palace, implying that Aya should be the teacher of King Yue, so that Aya would not live up to the expectations of the Holy One......"

"Little sister!" Over there, Wang Jingzhi frowned tightly, and the anger on his face actually abandoned the others around him and rushed in, his face twisted slightly, and the anger in his eyes when he looked at the girl seemed to explode at any time.

It was the first time Xu was scolded so mercilessly, and the first time he saw the second brother showing such an angry face, the little lady of the Wang family subconsciously shrank her neck, her beautiful eyes widened, and slowly condensed into tears, "People, people know that they are wrong!" ”

"Ling'er is wrong, second brother~" Seeing that the young man's gloomy face remained unchanged, the girl who was shouting softly with a crying voice arrived at this time, and the crying voice with grievances finally unfolded irrepressibly, "Second brother, Ling'er knows that she is wrong~"

"Don't blame the sister-in-law, don't blame the sister, the fairy tongue is unscrupulous" At this time, Shangguan Yi, the young man outside the curtain, smiled casually, and put away the folding fan in his hand, "We are all jokes, who will remember after a while?" ”

"Right, Yue Shi?" Playing with the folding fan in his hand, Shangguan Yi turned to Helan Yueshi, who was smiling as a gentleman on the side.

At this time, the young man who came to report the news had only left the pavilion a few steps, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not, but in short, the pace of departure was very fast, as if he was burning his eyebrows, as if he wanted to rush back as quickly as possible.

"Did the little lady of the Wang family say anything?" It seems that Helan Yueshi, who has just woken up, looked over there with slightly dazed eyes, and then looked at Shangguanyi, full of confusion, "Didn't you say that the Holy Lord left a problem in the Guozi Prison?" Why did it turn to the little lady of the Wang family again? And Brother You Shao hasn't decided whether to go back or not? As for the painting about three or four roots, Yue Shi is a little interested."

"I won't go," Shangguan Yi unfolded the folding fan, raised his eyebrows, and smiled slightly, "If Yue Shi you are fascinated again and hold me and don't let me go, then wouldn't I have to ask Kong Gong more for a few days of vacation?" At that time, Kong Gong didn't have a chance to detain my money? ”

Shangguan Yi said with a smile and pointed to Wang Jingzhi on the other side of the curtain, "Yueshi, let's go with Jingzhi."

"You can use the excuse to escort the beautiful woman back to the house~" Closing the folding fan with a bang, Shangguan Yi leaned over and tapped Helan Yueshi's chest with the folding fan, and invisibly adjusted~ laughed, and then turned around and walked out without giving Helan Yueshi a chance to speak, "Everyone, stay here, You Shao will take a step first!" ”

"Thank you very much!" After Wang Jingzhi bowed slightly towards Shangguan Yi's back, he was a little relieved of his anger at his sister, who was still sobbing quietly, "Go back and let Aya clean you up!" ”

After speaking, he smiled and walked out, "Yue Shi, let's go and explore together, the topic left by the Holy Lord to the students of Guozijian"

And the girl who has been silent all this time can't turn around - that's right, the three roots or the four roots are obviously just a painting made by herself at the request of His Royal Highness the Hidden King, how can it be involved in the current saint?

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