"Luo Fuxue, I show the friendship between our two countries, you and I deserve to paint a picture together, okay?"

Can she say it's not very good?

At this juncture, both sides are looking at each other's embarrassment.

She represents not only the single song Zhitiange, but also her Luo Fuxue herself, or the entire Liang.

If you admit that you are cowering, the emperor knows, hehe, I'm afraid that the ruined intestines are green, confess why you didn't come according to the routine, and choose a son and wife with outstanding talent and knowledge, and eye-catching piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to save face for yourself.

No matter what, Luo Fuxue has to fight.

This kind of kindergarten-like comparison, she didn't see enough of the jokes, and she was forcibly dragged in.

initiative, or not completely uncontrolled.

"It is not only to cooperate with a work, but also to highlight the friendship between the two countries, it is better to draw Yin Meng and the three princes on the main seat, you paint Yin Meng, I paint the third prince, how about it?"

Murong Yan responded, probably with a little pleasure in her heart, at least she could see in her eyes that she was happy.

can paint openly and honestly, and she is not happy to bloom.

Soon, the minions carried the closing table and let go of a huge picture scroll.

I sent paint, paper, ink, pens, and inkstones.

Murong Yan was calm and calm, and she knew what she knew.

And Luo Fuxue, calm and relaxed, was actually more calm than Murong Yan.

This Murong Yan, if she wants to make peace with her, she will definitely be out of place.

I happened to have to draw with her.

I'm sorry, she is the only one who paints qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she really can't be presumptuous and say that she is a waste.

Her sketch, that's just now.

In the case of human wontons in the past, the portrait of the murderer she personally painted, and when she caught someone very late, the entire criminal department was boiling, almost exactly the same as what she painted.

Painting and painting, who said that it is necessary to draw fine strokes.

Sister, I'll open your eyes and see what a legendary sketch is.

glanced at Murong Yan and told her to start first.

This sick sister Jiaolin didn't expect to be a scheming.

The envoy of Northern Qi didn't know that she Luo Fuxue, Murong Yan had lived in Daliang for fifteen years, could she not know what environment Luo Fuxue grew up in?

In the past, she would be accused by the emperor of Yin Meng, which was nothing more than taking a fancy to her stupidity, ugliness, and embarrassment.

Murong Yan, Murong Yan, it's really impossible for people to look good.

Sister Lin is sick and delicate, and her body is filled with negative energy, but people are kind at heart, and Brother Bao's love collapses.

You, damn it, Yin Meng won't marry you.

Everyone waited for Luo Fuxue to start writing, and Luo Fuxue was so peaceful, holding her arms and looking at Murong Yan.

Tranquility and distraction, just like this competition, she completely sneered at it, and became a bamboo in her chest.

This posture really annoyed Murong Yan.

On the face, I don't dare to show it too much.

Luo Fuxue waited for Murong Yan to draw half of it slowly, and then raised her head: "Fang Fei, go downstairs to the kitchen and bring me a charcoal fire." ”

Fang Fei echoed, and everyone was puzzled, which one was this Luo Fuxue singing.

Only Yin Meng, calmly drinking wine, occasionally smiling, is spoiled.

In that look, Murong Yan's heart was like numbness, and when she made a mistake, she actually made a big mistake, and she painted Yin Meng's face a little bigger.

If the painting is broken, it will not be replaced, so I can only continue to paint.

Fang Fei took a bunch of charcoal for Luo Fuxue, very good, there are charcoal sticks.

Luo Fuxue took a charcoal rod, grinded her head, and began to swing it on the other half.

From time to time, she can still distract herself and look at Murong Yan's paintings.

And because Murong Yan painted Yin Meng's face plate a little bigger, the back was a little hard, so she could only do her best, from the background scenery ruggedly, in order to bring the focus away.

Luo Fuxue An'an quietly painted herself, starting after Murong Yan, but she received the pen before Murong Yan.

Fang Fei is a clever girl, and she planned a wet handkerchief early.

Luo Fuxue wiped clean, very graceful, quietly waited for Murong Yan, painted a snake, and stuffed the entire left half into the background.

After finishing the painting, Murong Yan stood up straight, just bent over, she couldn't see all the paintings drawn by Luo Fuxue, but now she straightened up, and a complicated expression appeared on her face.

Frightened, unwilling, and displeased, but they are energetic and restrained, calm, and have a calm expression.

Two minions stepped forward and pulled up the painting.

At first glance, everyone was confused by the left half of Murong Yan's beard, and they also took it at a glance, and after that, without exception, their eyes all fell on Luo Fuxue's clean and elegant right half.

Even Murong Xi stood up, looking shocked.

Yin Meng's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out, and the corners of his mouth were faint, and he smiled politely: "It's very similar to you, the third prince." ”

"Yes, only wonderful, only wonderful."

Someone blurted out praise.

Luo Fuxue looked modest: "Where is it, it's not as good as Princess Murong, I don't have enough time, I didn't paint the background, look at the background of Princess Murong, how good the painting is, take a look, you will know that the painting is good, this background, only the painting is wonderful." ”

She sounds modest, but she is sarcastic, and everyone knows that Murong Yan's painting can only be seen in the background, Yin Meng's face is not like it at all, although Yin Meng is not a melon seed face, but there is also a handsome air in it, which is in the shape of a goose egg, in this painting, Yin Meng has led to the face of the Chinese character, and even with the outline of the facial features, it is also a little stiff.

Completely, not at all.

Luo Fuxue's painting work is chic, and everyone is impressed.

There is no need to judge, up and down.

Murong Yan thought that she could make Luo Fuxue ugly today, but in the end, she used her mantis arm as a car and humiliated herself, but she didn't succeed in this scheming, but was humiliated by Luo Fuxue, and her face was embarrassed.

The little princess with a glass heart, in the second half of the way, said that she was unwell, and she was raised by the maid and went back to the room to rest.

And this move was also very stingy, and it really lost the face of Northern Qi.

Behind the scenes, Luo Fuxue even saw a few old ministers, and her face showed embarrassment.

This meal, Yin Meng expected to eat very refreshingly.

Luo Fuxue gave him enough face for Daliang.

Also because Luo Fuxue showed his skills, Bei Qiben and Da Liang did not lose to each other in the sour poetry, and now they were stunned, and they lost completely, and even Qi Yu called them this princess, lost their face, and in the second half, they no longer dared to fiddle with their talents, and discussed and manipulated.

The so-called, happy and convinced, shameless to fight again.

*

In the palace, the emperor was reviewing the recitals.

It was almost dark, he rubbed his eyes, and Jiang Defu entered the palm lamp.

With a smile on his face, he is also an old man who has been raised for many years, and when the emperor saw it, he knew that Jiang Defu had merit to say.

"How's it going?"

Jiang Defu laughed out loud, and told the emperor about what happened in the painting workshop at noon when the little eunuch came to report just now.

"Hehe, Yan Yitian's daughter, hidden deeply, I didn't expect that Murong Yan to be so courageous, and she was going to marry into my Qu family in the future, and she actually dared to play with the sixth wife, if it wasn't for Yan Yitian and his daughter to raise it well, today I wouldn't be the one who wanted to call me and my big beam, and I would lose face in front of Northern Qi."

Jiang Defu suppressed his voice: "This Princess Murong, isn't it porridge for our King Qin, the two countries also discussed the matter of peace and marriage in the early years, and she also begged in person, hoping to marry King Qin." ”

"At that time, I did have a thought, but later the sixth child made me unhappy, so I did it. Now she hasn't broken her mind, hmph, if she is willing to be a concubine, then I will also obey her wishes. ”

Jiang Defu nodded: "Looking at the field now, her age, it is really not good to marry, Yin Mengzhong, now she is also King Qian, King Xuan, King Xiang is not yet an adult, King Xiang is too young, King Xuan is a few years younger than her, King Qian is a similar age, but you know, he is now talking with General Yan's second daughter, talking about deep affection, inseparable ......"

"I want to marry the emperor's concubine, who do Northern Qi think they are?" The emperor's benefits are clear, and the king will not.

Jiang Defu's eyes were dark: "Naturally, marrying the emperor's concubine, Northern Qi is naturally not qualified, serving as a concubine, it is her own joy, isn't it ......?"

"Isn't it? Wronged her? I'm afraid she still wants to suffer this grievance, although the sixth child was ignorant in the past, compared to the fourth, seventh, and eighth old, it is not bad. ”

"Natural and natural, you see that Liu Yinmeng entertained the Northern Qi delegation this time, although it was the first time, it was done decently and modernly, showing the prestige of my Great Liang Guo, this matter, if you let Ba Yinmeng do it, I am afraid it will not be possible."

Jiang Defu knew that the emperor was very poor at porridge, so by chance, it was probably possible to say a few words about Huaihua.

The emperor did not pay attention, and also conformed to the sarcasm: "What kind of anger can he become, useless things, the fourth child made such a big mistake, you see, the sixth child pleaded for mercy, he is a younger brother, he doesn't dare to say a word, I really don't know who he looks like, he is incompetent and incompetent, he has idle hands all day long, he doesn't do his job, and the people who make friends are all fox friends and dogs, and he is a gentleman, hum ......"

"King Xuan is still young."

"What's small, I'm so old at his age, I have children, and I'm very angry with my children. In my opinion, this Murong Yan is about three or five years older than him, and what can he marry himself look like after all. Look at his brother, who has been plagued by women so far, I really don't bother to say it. ”

Jiang Defu smiled: "You, you are too worried about the children." ”

"I don't want to bother, Jiang Defu, in your opinion, how about this Murong Yan is allowed to be rationed to the eighth child?"

"Didn't you just say that she was happy to be a concubine, so she ......"

"Ignorant egg, I said so, Northern Qi now has the intention of showing goodwill, and I want to save some face for Northern Qi."

Jiang Defu smiled and slapped his brain: "Look at the minion, what an ignorant egg." It's not impossible for you to be the prince, the heirs of the old Yin Meng, and they don't have a family. ”

"Let's talk about it again, this Murong Yan, the annual Commission for Discipline Inspection is really a bit big. Did you see my fourth brother, and the matter of marriage was a little shocking, so he hurriedly married his sixteen-year-old son. Do you think that this Murong Yan is fragrant. ”

Jiang Defu smiled innocently again: "I'm too old, and I don't like it, so I'm sad and depressed." ”

"I don't porridge her, I porridge cheerful and young women are like the sixth wife, young people, how vivid it is, tsk, tsk."

Thinking of Luo Fuxue, the emperor's eyebrows hooked up a little supple smile: "I heard earlier that that Yahuan was working in the Criminal Division, but I didn't ask her what was going on, you go back and inquire about what's going on." ”

Jiang Defu responded: "Yes." ”

"Heh, a painting extinguishes the prestige of the Northern Qi envoy group, hahaha, hahaha, Jiang Defu, you said that this sixth wife is not very pleasing to the eye, and she can always give me a little joy, I heard that the Queen Mother is also very porridge with her."

Jiang Defu smiled: "Not really. ”

"How do I seem to remember that the birthmark on her face is gone, how did it come back later?"

Jiang Defu thought for a while: "Yes, the slave didn't pay attention." ”

"On that day, she took her mother out of the palace, and I was caught by me, and I seemed to remember that the birthmark on her face was gone. It's about, it's me who is dazzled. ”

Jiang Defu nodded: "That day, the Queen Mother fainted, the pomp was flustered, and the slaves didn't pay attention to it. ”

"About, two more lights, it's too dark."

Jiang Defu looked at the thick stack of folds, and he didn't intend to hurt: "Your Majesty, you can rest, have dinner first." ”

"Dinner dinner, I don't have much appetite, Jiang Defu, how long has it been since I went to the imperial concubine?"