After a lot of hard work, I finally painted the last two, one was burly and sat down like a hill, and the other had silver gray hair and a very young face. "Two masters, I really can't paint today, can I come back tomorrow?" On this day, Mo Wu felt that he didn't want to pick up a paintbrush again in his life. He almost didn't kneel down and beg to let him go. The two glanced at each other, and the silver-haired man spoke, "If Madame is hungry, I can ask you to eat before painting." "Isn't it okay to be a day late?" Mo Wu was unwilling, "Don't you have five days on vacation?" It doesn't matter tomorrow. The silver-haired man shook the mahogany folding fan in his hand, signaling that he could not, "The two of them are indeed brilliant in their painting skills, and the price is reasonable, but they are already very tired, gritting their teeth today, it is still possible to paint for the two of us, and open a stall tomorrow, I think, even if you have the heart, you are powerless." "Then I'll take a break, and the day after tomorrow will be okay." Well, it also makes sense, Mo Wu shirked again. The silver-haired man had a harmless smile on his face, and with a slight wave of the folding fan in his hand, the wooden frame supporting Mo Jian's portrait was scattered in an instant, but the painting in the center floated out intact and fell into the man's hand. "I'm not a man who demands what doesn't belong to me, but if I deserve it and don't get it, I'll be in a bad mood." handed the drawing paper to Mo Wu, "If Mrs. can't draw anymore today, I will take her down as compensation." "As for it? Mo Wu wanted to cry, the crowd had dispersed at this moment, and it was time for the barracks to close, but these two people were so idle, if they didn't paint, they would have to have their own hand, this is the underworld, right?! "Two adults, Mrs. is really working hard today, I am afraid it will be difficult to paint again, if the adults do not trust tomorrow's covenant, you can go to the cold house for a night today, and tomorrow people will resume painting for adults." It seems that he did not feel the pressure of intimidation, and the side of Han Shi and the spirit of the building. The silver-haired man smiled and looked at the big man beside him, and the big man spoke in a strong voice, "Brother-in-law thinks it's okay." Chic slapped his left hand rhythmically with a folding fan for a while, and the silver-haired man said very cooperatively, "That's it." That "friendly" smile makes people feel their scalp tingle, and if they don't agree, I'm afraid I'm really going to cut off one of my hands. Mo Wu couldn't believe it, could it be that he was also having a nightmare when he crossed over? Actually invited these two people who didn't know, well, people they didn't know in the first place, but who were dangerous at first glance, to their homes? Even if the family is surrounded by walls, there is still some surplus income in the past two days, right? I finally saved enough money to leave, and it was okay to be robbed, if I robbed my money and robbed my life, it wouldn't be cost-effective, and it wasn't cost-effective, and my little head was entangled for a long time, and I didn't come up with a way until I came to the door. It's not your own time, you can only bow down to fate. Fortunately, when I bought a lot of money yesterday, Mo Jian next door took their money in the afternoon, bought some white rice, pickled radishes and cucumbers, as well as a few eggs and a little fresh vegetables, and placed them in the bamboo basket at the door. The two strangers didn't care, and sat down to dine with them, feeling like regular guests at home. Mo Wu was uncomfortable, "Are you familiar with each other?" "Han Shi's steamed sweet potato multigrain cake tastes good, but looking at these people is just insecure. The big man ate a lot faster, and the silver-haired man finished the food in the bowl, and sat in his seat, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and looked at the two of them with a smile. "If you're not familiar with it, you have to ask Han Gongzi." "Do you really know each other?" What's the plot? Mo Wu felt that this person must be an ordinary person who was poor in water, and it was very likely that he would give himself a completely different situation. "Who are you?" Han Shi's expression was still gentle, "I wonder how Prince Ximen recognized me?" "To be honest, I didn't know Gongzi Han before, this time it was His Majesty who ordered me to come to Gongzi, and it was originally a chance to try my luck, but it happened that His Majesty had shown me Gongzi's letter, and I recognized Gongzi's handwriting." Simon Ruimin was still smiling. "However, Han Gongzi has already recognized the two of us at a glance, and he dares to invite the two of us to his home, which is really not ordinary." It seems that the letter written yesterday was read by this person, so he visited today, not to ask for his own hands. Mo Wu looked at the man with a low double value beside him, "Your Majesty is looking for you?" So who are you? Han Shi smiled gently, "Yes, you just need to remember that I am your husband." "The last thing I want is for you, a husband who can't dominate the world no matter how you look at it, or who is rich enough to rival the country! Mo Wu shouted in his heart, but I don't distinguish between friend and foe, at least my husband is still safer than those two, so he restrained his dissatisfaction and asked the other man next to him seriously, "Then who are you?" The silver-haired man smiled, "This king Simon is keen. "This king? Are you the king? Looking at it carefully, although it does not have the natural aristocratic temperament of the man in white in the afternoon, there is a bit of arrogance and conceit that cannot be underestimated, "Your Majesty's surname is Yin, how can the prince be surnamed Ximen?" Because of Ximen Qing's relationship, Mo Wu instinctively didn't have a good impression of the surname Ximen. Simon Ruimin's expression did not change, and he still smiled, "This big man's surname is Yin, and this king's surname is indeed Ximen." "Lord Ximen is the king of Xihai County, and now he is also the regent of Jingyaoshui Kingdom." Han Shi was afraid that she would say anything rebellious, so he added in the middle. "Isn't Jing Yao's female emperor very powerful? How could a playboy usurp power? Although I don't know much about the things here, I still heard a lot of gossip about some of the well-known Wang family, and then looked at the silver-haired man carefully, "Even if you are a little handsome, you won't be able to charm the emperor." "As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room was indescribably weird." Playboy? A little handsome? Usurpation? Simon Ruimin chewed word by word, "It seems that Mrs. Han doesn't have a good impression of me, or are these words actually compliments?" Suddenly remembered that since this person is the regent, the power should also be very great, just now he also said that he would cut off his right hand, if he really angered him at this moment, the consequences would be worrying, and he couldn't help but regret it, and said softly: "No, no, that's not what you mean, Lord Simon, do you have something to do with Mr. Han?" "Change the subject, change the subject immediately." Mr. Han? Do you mean your husband? "The exit is full of fresh words, and Simon is inexplicably interested." I was ordered to come to find Han Gongzi, and His Majesty had something to discuss. "Aren't you the regent? Do you want to listen to Majesty? Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you be the emperor yourself and order others to do it? "I still don't understand what kind of political relationship this place is. The silver-haired man looked at her even more surprised, "What Madame thinks, it's not extraordinary." Then he looked at Han Shi on the side, "Han Gongzi can pick up the treasure." Han Shi, who had been silent on the side with apprehension, but was also curious about Mo Wu's words, picked up the rough clay pottery teacup in his hand, which was made of beans and some green leaves, took a light sip, and did not speak, "You continue to talk." "Lord Simon, what are you doing here?" Curiosity kills the cat, the time-traveling drama should be full of emperors, princes and generals or something, and now a regent is in front of him, don't ask about gossip, it's so unbearable. "His Majesty wants me to do two things." "What's the matter?" Compared with the side knocks of the people he met before, it was vague and subtle, and Mo Wu's directness surprised Simon Ruimin very much. "One is to end the battle of poor water, and the other is to find Han Gongzi and invite him to the court." Mo Wu looked back at Han Shi, it was really ordinary, nothing special, "Who is Mr. Han?" Why would His Majesty send the regent to come to him in person? Simon's sharp smile was a little meaningful, "This, Madame asked him if he himself was better?" Mo Wu looked at Han Shi, "Who are you?" Taking a sip of tea unhurriedly, Han Shi looked at her and replied very sincerely, "Yes, I am your husband." "Mo Wu felt like he was hurting inside." Mrs. had a fall on her head a few days ago, and she was in a coma for about a day, and after waking up, she had strict memory loss and confusion. Han Shi explained to Ximen Ruimin, "Please come here today, I hope you can treat your wife." "Actually, Han Shi "invited" this person who didn't seem safe? These completely illogical things are actually happening around you? I always thought that I had crossed over, and I thought that things must be more people, but I didn't expect that any person felt better than himself. After thinking carefully about Mo Wu's pulse, Ximen Rui carefully checked Mo Wu's head, "Madame's head was indeed hit violently, but fortunately, there was a ruptured wound at that time, and there was no bruising left inside, and the toughness of the meridians was still relatively strong, but because of the long-term poor diet, the labor burden was relatively heavy, and the blood and gas were not very sufficient, and it was necessary to recuperate for a period of time." "No B-ultrasound, no CT, can you be so confident just by taking the pulse and seeing a doctor? Mo Wu was unbelievable. "And when will she be able to regain her memory?" Han Shi was not at ease. "Although there are also records in ancient books, but the head is the spiritual place, and the head is injured, and I also know a little bit about the prescription of the medicine stone, but if I lose my memory, unless I wait for a miracle to turn around, this king has no way, after all, the loss of memory is already an incurable disease, and the medical books that restore the memory and the medical books that do not restore the memory are also recorded, and the situation of Mrs. Han, the king cannot be sure." "Does that have an effect on the body's lifespan?" Han Shi's gentle face was a little heavy. Ximen Ruimin shook his head, and the mahogany-colored folding fan spread out into a white-faced paper fan, "As far as the pulse is concerned, there shouldn't be any big problem, but things in this world can't be determined if there are variables." The silver-haired man looked at Mo Wu's right hand, behaving very naturally, without any scruples between men and women, as if he used his left hand to touch his right hand. Mo Wu was a little uncomfortable, he had been painting for a long time today, and his bones were clamoring for pain, he wanted to break free when he took the pulse just now, and now he felt unbearable pain when he was so pinched, and he wanted to withdraw it, but he felt powerless. "How do you look at this hand, it is the hand of the ordinary poor people, but I can't imagine that there is such a great painting skill, this king really wants to know who he is trained from." That's it? In our time, there were many people who were better at painting than themselves. Mo Wu thought back in his heart, fortunately, he also learned a skill, at least he could make a living through the times. It's just that I don't know how my adoptive parents and younger brother are doing now, I don't know whether I am alive or dead in modern times, what happened, and this strange incident happened. "Master Han, let's discuss the matter." Letting go of Mo Wu, the silver-haired prince was more interested in Han Shi, but his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which always made people suspect that there was some conspiracy behind this person. "Lord Simon is polite, please speak directly if you have something to say." Han Shi said softly and calmly. "We have heard about Fuyue, now the third prince and the fourth prince have jointly controlled the government and controlled all the military power and government officials except Kang Lin, Kang Lin is now controlled by the second prince, and the military power of all the cronies of the Praetorian Guard is also under the second prince." Simon Ruimin put down his habitual smile and his expression was stern. Han Shi didn't speak, motioning for him to continue. "Your Majesty hopes that you can be used by our country, serve as our country's northern minister, and exclusively handle the affairs of border neighbors." Ximen Ruimin said very directly, and at the same time took out a piece of brocade cloth from his sleeve pocket, spread it out on the table, and faced Han Shi with his face, "Rigidity and softness, the world can conceive, Your Majesty believes that your talent will definitely be used by me through Yao." "King Feng Yao is too high-minded, and the grass people feel that this matter is not appropriate." Han Shi politely refused. Simon Rui Min shook the folding fan lightly, half covering his face, "Actually, this king also thinks it's inappropriate." "And you're still here?" Mo Wu felt that this person's words were really incomprehensible, "Are you afraid that Mr. Han will not be competent?" "I'm afraid of raising tigers." Ximen looked at Han Shi sharply and directly, his eyes sharp but unusually frank, "Although this king is now the regent, everything is still subject to His Majesty's meaning, so Han Gongzi doesn't have to worry." It's just that the son is now so down, do you really want to leave it at this end and no longer involve the court? Han Shi was silent, "The grass people are just a cloth cloth now, and they really don't want to ask about the big things in the court." "Oh?" Simon Ruimin still smiled, "I have enjoyed the glory above the people, but I don't want to take my due responsibility?" This is what Mo Wu said in the hotel today, Han Shi was speechless, but his right hand under the wooden table was already clenched into a fist, "The affairs of the world are not something I can bear if I want to, if I do what I can, why should I bother myself?" "Although the third and fourth princes have no outstanding talents, but they are kind in nature, and they only act to attract criticism, while the second prince is different, advocating force, whether it is to the surrounding countries or siblings, they are all exterminated, and if you want to be alone, I am afraid it will be difficult." Simon recounted the facts with a keen smile, "I can find you, and I'm afraid the second prince can also find you." "Sounds dangerous." Mo Wu, who has watched countless palace fighting dramas, feels that he can also understand one or two. "Isn't Mr. Han from Jing Yao?" "Since he married you, he can now be regarded as a Jingyao person, and it is completely reasonable to enter our country, and I ask Han Gongzi to consider it again." Simon Ruimin continued. This time, Han Shi did not refuse, but asked to think about it for one night, and Ximen Ruimin also happily agreed.