There was a moment of calm in the scene, at this time, the surrounding ministers were silent, perfectly acting as the role of the background board, after all, one is the god of war who became famous as a teenager, and the other is the current emperor, the gods are fighting, and it is not a mortal who suffers, and finally understands why the prime minister is sick, what a wise choice, worthy of being the prime minister of my Great Yan Dynasty, the IQ is higher than ours, right fingers, what to do now? The emperor is embarrassed by the general, and his daughter is the embarrassed general, but the general is the god of war, and he is the master of all calls in the army, if this is not handled well...... Woo, Your Majesty, you have to give us a lot of money! I'm too tired to serve you!

"Good! The courtiers are not talented, and they have recently become obsessed with painting, so why not let the courtiers paint a picture of the great mountains and rivers of my Dayan Dynasty, one congratulates my emperor on his wisdom and martial arts, pacifies the thieves and criminals who offend my Dayan, and the second congratulates his father on his return from victory and worries for the emperor. ”

The emperor was silent for a while, but still said: "Come on, the four treasures of the above room!" ”

Ling Qingyun's body stood up straight and trembled slightly, she said that for the sake of that, the emperor was still unwilling to let go of her father, okay, very good! Today Miss Ben will let you know how unwise it is to offend a man who knows the history of the last twenty years!

Ling Qingyun was just about to walk to the table that had been set up, but unexpectedly, Lan Guifei shouted again: "Slow! Miss Ling's dress...... If the concubine is not mistaken, except for the queen, I am not allowed to wear red clothes all day long, in the past, Miss Ling did not understand the rules, you can forgive, but this habit should be ...... today Did you say yes, Your Majesty~"

"Hmm." The emperor nodded and acquiesced silently.

Ling Qingyun's hand in his sleeve was clenched, and he still smiled calmly and calmly: "Concubine Lao taught me, the courtiers are grateful, please?" The emperor waited for a while, and Rong Chennu changed her clothes. ”

After that, Ling Qingyun followed a palace maid who was instructed by the emperor to change clothes in the nearest palace.

What Ling Qingyun didn't know was that her words and deeds fell into the eyes of one person, he was, King Jing. After her "face saint" to be exact. Why? King Jing hung his head slightly, his black hair was half curled, and his long hair was cut down his shoulders, covering half of his peerless face. Just now the woman knelt in front of the imperial brother, he found that she was wearing red clothes, if people found out, maybe they wouldn't care, the key is that he has long been used to controlling the overall situation, every time he has a banquet, he will always subconsciously look at everyone aside, but that Miss Ling is different, if it wasn't for the royal brother who specially brought her out, he even believed that even if the banquet was over, no one would find her, and the red clothes could also be worn low-key, which was really special.

After a while, Ling Qingyun finally returned, dressed in white, but the forehead on her forehead was scorching and dazzling! At this time, King Jing found that Ling Qingyun's small steps were not small steps of a boudoir woman, but a very rhythmic step, and every step seemed to have been measured, which was very special.

"The courtiers have begun." When the words fell, Ling Qingyun didn't care what others thought of her, she splashed ink, wrote smoothly, and was confident and proud. The waist is like a bundle, and the slender body is in front of the huge scroll, but it is another kind of elegance, proud in the world, like a white rose, plain and elegant, but when you want to touch the thing she wants to protect the most, she will mercilessly stab your hand, and use your blood to dye her black. It's just that I don't know if she's dark now?

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have finished painting." Ling Qingyun hooked the last stroke, and said with a light smile: "Please take a look at it." "Enlighten the emperor, the little girl's rough skills are difficult to wait for the elegant hall, I am afraid that the emperor's holy eyes will be polluted, please ......"

"Brother, I want to see it." His Royal Highness King Jing said slowly with an expressionless iceberg face.

Ling Qingyun squinted, King Jing, this one went to Linguo as a hostage at the age of ten, but when he was thirteen years old, he was sent back by a group of envoys begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother, because in the past three years, because King Jing's appearance has caused a lot of trouble, of course, some people have directly stepped on the bottom line of His Royal Highness King Jing, so the entire government was stirred up by it, and it was dark for several months, and even the emperor sent the prince not to bird, and directly threw a sentence through the door: Those who commit this palace will die!

As a result, the emperor of Linguo did not decisively kill the culprit until he found out everything, and the problem of the government gradually subsided. With such a plague god here, I can't sleep well, fall!

Of course, the only thing His Royal Highness King Jing has become is to speak little, exuding a cold air that is not close to people every day, alas, the trip to the country is not only tormenting others.

Later, when he returned to China, the Emperor Taishang wanted to pass the throne to King Jing at that time, but who expected him to say "The court is boring, don't play." "Stubbornly going too crazy with the emperor's anger, he can't do anything to him, after all, like King Jing, he doesn't want it, more people want it, and finally gave him the title of regent, and even the privilege of reversing the emperor's order if necessary, and even put King Dajing's fifteen-year-old brother on the throne, intending to let him assist him wholeheartedly. Since then, King Jing has lived a leisurely and comfortable life.

"Ahem, since the imperial brother wants to see it, come here, unfold." The emperor clenched his fingers and stretched out again.

On the white scroll, the pitch-black ink outlines the flat map of the Great Yan Dynasty, which is outrageously detailed! No, it's not just the Great Yan Dynasty, it's the entire continent! And then other countries, this, these places of enclosure! No, how could anyone know about them! The emperor slid down in a cold sweat. Each of these places is a hidden stake he has set up in other countries.

"Ling Qianjin, where the hook is hooked, the hook is ......" The emperor swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty.

"Oh, these are very fond of these, and I want to share what I like, so I just,"

"That's how it was." The emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Without waiting for the emperor to breathe, Ling Qingyun continued to say innocently: "The courtiers have more elaborate ones in their hands, but in this way, the courtiers won't take them out, this is the courtier's treasure, well, I can let my father see it." ”

"Cough, Ling, Ling Qianjin is really talented, reward! General Ling teaches his daughter well, reward! Today, I was too rushed to receive the wind and dust for General Ling's banquet, and I set up another banquet for another day. ”

"Your Majesty, the courtiers haven't seen their father for a long time, is the emperor going to snatch their father again?" Ling Qingyun blinked, looking innocent.

"Well, it's because I didn't think it through, so I ask General Ling to accompany Ling Qianjin well." The emperor pretended to be calm and looked at the ministers, and said, "Well, I love Ling Qianjin's painting very much, how about giving it to me?" ”

"This emperor's love!" Ling Qingyun knelt down to thank her, raised her head, and her eyes were full of water: "Your Majesty, the leg of the courtier's kneeling hurts......"

"In this way, I will forgive you all the kneeling salutes, you don't need to bow except me, you only need to bow halfway, how about I accept this painting as an apology?"

"Well, Emperor Xie." Ling Qingyun got up, made a half-salute neatly, turned around and sat down, calm and calm, not surprised.

choked on the exemption that the emperor was about to blurt out.

The corners of King Jing's lips silently hooked a touch of arc, finally there is something to be interested in, it should be fun......

Ling Qingyun sat upright, shivering for no reason, and then continued to admire the tablecloth without care. I had no idea that I was being remembered by someone.