No matter what others are, this King Ning did his own thing, and the little eunuch laid the rice paper, and he grinded it with one hand and held a pen with the other, and he splashed ink in the palace to paint. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For a moment, the entire hall was silent.

It's not that everyone was taken by the demeanor of this King Ning and didn't dare to speak, but this King Ning suddenly started painting on the ground, and the following link is still going on?

Could it be that the people of the first hall are waiting for him to paint so hungry?

A good Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, isn't it to eat and watch singing and dancing, and everyone is happy together?

How did this Qi Wang Yi seem to have become a poetry club, a painting club, and a talent competition?

Chang Hua looked at the emperor in embarrassment: "Your Majesty? This..."

The emperor frowned invisibly and shook his head slightly.

Changhua Quanhui understood, and Fu stood aside again and called: "Please give a gift to King An~"

With Changhua Quangong presiding over the overall situation like this, everyone finally reacted from King Fang Caining's sudden move, and the night banquet resumed its normal process and continued in an orderly manner.

The gift presented by King An was a coral tree about three feet high, which was brilliant and fiery, and even larger than other coral trees.

But because of King Ning's shocking performance before, everyone was also a little excited.

The emperor has always been accustomed to seeing all kinds of rare treasures, and he didn't think that this coral tree was anything unusual except for being bigger, and he was not in a good mood, so he just nodded slightly, and ordered Changhua to accept it all.

Wang An couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that he had tried his best to collect the gifts, but he didn't even get a word of praise.

You must know that idle princes like them, who have no real power, live a good or bad life based on the emperor's attitude and the emperor's words.

At that moment, he glared fiercely at the king of Ning who had disturbed his sacrifice treasure, and returned to his seat indignantly.

King Ning seemed to be immersed in his own world, ignoring the reaction of the outside world, and laughed loudly again, and said, "Your Majesty, my brother has finished painting!" ”

As he spoke, he shook his robe with one hand, held the scroll high with the other, and when he turned around, he brought a gust of breeze, and the robe flew up, and it was a jade tree in the wind.

Everyone was attracted and looked at the painting, but they all gasped, and their expressions were very strange.

Tang Fei was curious when he saw everyone's reaction, so he also stretched his neck to look at the painting.

From Tang Fei's point of view, only half of the painting will be seen.

But it was this half that made Tang Fei recognize the person in the painting at once.

The beauty in the painting is peerless, dressed in a crimson brocade dress, with her hair combed in a cloud bun, which is really brilliant and brilliant like a fairy concubine, which makes people feel heartwarming and unforgettable.

But his face is clear and beautiful, it is clearly Tang Fei's face, not to mention that there is a red lotus on his forehead.

In this palace, except for Tang Fei, no one has ever dressed up like this again!

This King Ning actually splashed ink and painted himself at the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet!

The painting is lifelike, vivid, and the painting skills are really exquisite.

But you, a prince outside the palace, suddenly draw a concubine in the palace for no reason! It's so detailed!

Hey, I don't know you, big brother!

Tang Fei was shocked for a while, but he shouldn't react, so he hurriedly went to see the emperor, but saw that the emperor was also angry.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, because the emperor's eyebrows are already slightly wrinkled, obviously really angry.

But there is the clear-eyed, and there is the blind.

Before Tang Fei could think about how to react, a woman had already stood up, and her voice was melodious.

He slowly walked into the center of the hall and went straight to King Ning.

It was the unknown woman in white who impressed Tang Fei.

Seeing that she got up suddenly, Princess An, who was sitting next to the woman in white, was startled, and hurriedly wanted to reach out to pull her, but she was still a step too late.

The woman in white had already walked to the center of the hall, and her crisp laughter came out: "His Royal Highness King Ning is really talented, and the little woman admires it, but this painting is inevitably monotonous, so it is better to let the little woman write a poem for this painting, how about it?" ”

What is the situation!

Tang Fei was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

When will this Chinese New Year's Eve party become a talent contest?

Painting one by one doesn't count, but also poems, do you treat the emperor and us as air?

The county lord of Chang'an, who was sitting next to Tang Fei, was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "This Princess An has always been cautious, why is her sister so bold and reckless, she doesn't look at the occasion if she wants to be in the limelight, and she doesn't have to worry about her sister." ”

Tang Fei looked at King An's seat, and sure enough, King An was already angry, while Princess An was pale and her body trembled slightly.

The woman in white, that is, Princess An's younger sister, no matter how her sister felt, she thought about it for a long time, and a poem had already been made.

is comparable to Cao Zhi, who became a poem in seven steps, and is really talented.

"When the lonely flower is closed, the beauty stands side by side. Talking about things in the palace with lust, the parrot didn't dare to say anything in front of him. ”

This poem is wonderful!

The appearance of the gods and spirits, the beauty in the palace is locked up in the court, lonely and unspeakable, and even the careful appearance of the wall is afraid that the wall has ears when he speaks, and the expression is vivid.

However, Tang Fei's heart was like 10,000 alpacas roaring, was he pitied?

This woman in white is actually pitying herself?

What kind of loneliness, dare not speak, is this talking about yourself?

It turned out that his life in the palace was so pitiful in the eyes of others.

How should I react, cry and hug you and call you a 'soulmate'?

Or is it melancholy in my heart, sighing that you are really my confidant, talking about my heart?

But I'm not lonely, I'm not sad, I'm happy!

I don't need your strange pity!

You made such a poem at such a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, this is not poetry, this is death!

Sure enough, before Tang Fei could speak, the emperor already shouted coldly: "Bold!" ”

His Royal Highness and everyone shrank their heads and shoulders and didn't dare to speak, and Princess An and King An both stepped down from their seats, knelt on the ground and begged: "Please let Your Majesty calm your anger, please forgive Your Majesty!" ”

The audience was silent, and everyone trembled.

When the emperor is angry, it is not uncommon for millions of corpses to be ambushed, and it is not uncommon for blood to be spattered, not to mention that the current emperor has always been happy and angry, and rarely shows such an angry face.

The only remaining King Naning and the woman in white were very stylish and stood proudly.

In the end, it was the Chinese New Year's Eve family banquet, and the emperor has always been the image of a virtuous and virtuous saint, so the emperor did not attack immediately, but waved his hand slightly, and two strong little eunuchs in the corner quickly stepped forward, one left and one right, driving the woman in white, and went out.

The woman in white still wanted to struggle to speak, but she was gagged by a little eunuch, and she couldn't say a word. (To be continued.) )