"Why do you know martial arts? Under whom? Not intending to spend it with Mo Jin, Yuan Lie's figure moved quickly, dodged behind Mo Jin, grabbed her veins, and clamped her in his arms.

The girl's unique fragrance penetrated into his nose in bursts, and in a trance, his heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

Mo Jin was desperate, completely self-defeating, scattered all his strength, leaned on Yuan Lie and gasped for breath, and said: "Mother taught me to use self-defense, is this answer satisfied with the prince?" ”

Anyway, the original owner's mother had already died, and there was no proof of death, so she didn't believe that Yuan Yeol could find out.

Sure enough, Yuan Lie frowned, obviously thinking that this didn't seem right, but he couldn't find a rebuttal point, and said in a deep voice: "Madame is from a famous family in the south of the Yangtze River, a family of poetry and books, and the most taboo daughter dances and swords, do you think this king will believe it?" ”

"Lord, people, don't always be confined to your own short-sightedness, what about the daughter of the family? Who stipulates that famous women can only drink tea and embroidery? Men can defend the country, our daughters can still do it, you must know that women can also not let the eyebrows! Mo Jin smiled charmingly, but his words were sonorous and powerful.

Yuan Lie was stunned, but he didn't expect her to say such a thing, passionate and powerful.

The sealed memories came suddenly, many, many years ago, when he was still a child, his mother held him in her lap and teased him gently, "I heard my father say that Yi'er wants to be a general who leads troops to fight to protect his family and defend the country when he grows up, right?" ”

"Yes!" As a young man, he held his head high, and his eyes were full of determination.

"Yi'er is awesome," the mother concubine cupped his little face, and gently dropped a kiss, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, "Tell Yi'er a secret, in fact, the mother concubine also wants to wear a military costume and go to the battlefield and be a majestic female general......

His eyes locked on the side face of the woman in front of him, and the place on his chest that had been frozen for many years slowly began to melt, as if something was breaking through the ice.

"I said, Lord Wang, how long do you want to hold your concubine?" Mo Jin's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said with a little charm.

She originally wanted to tease Yuan Yeol, seeing him staring at her intently without blinking, she was especially itchy and wanted to tease him.

However, as soon as the words fell, Yuan Yeol let go like a snake and scorpion, and took a few steps back, putting a distance between him and her.

……

This is? Dislike her? Mo Jin was aggrieved.

originally thought that he would not be able to escape Yuan Lie's punishment today, but the miraculous thing is that he just flicked his sleeves and left Qingtian Garden without looking back, and did not give any orders similar to being grounded on the board.

Gave a song to all the punished maids in the Sunny Garden, Mo Jin finally had dinner, today's dishes are extraordinarily rich, and when I inquired, I learned that Yuan Lie originally wanted to have dinner with her, and now Mo Jin understood why Yuan Lie found out that she sneaked out and was so atmospheric.

Seeing that the princess was unscathed, Su Yan and Su Xin, who had been worried all the time, finally let go of their hearts, and because they were wronged by eating the board, they complained about their bitterness in front of Mo Jin.

"The prince is really terrible, sitting there like an ice sculpture, constantly emitting cold air outside, scaring the slave to death." Su Yan said.

It's almost like a sand sculpture, Mo Jin complained in his heart.

"Yes, yes, there are also light breeze guards, standing behind the prince with expressionless faces, ouch, the slave is so frightened that he doesn't dare to raise his head." Su Xin also chimed in.

Of course, they're good friends! Mo Jinxiao's tenderness was like water, and he continued to slander.

……

Su Yan and the two of you and I said a word, chatting and chatting, I don't know where I heard a lot of gossip, originally wanted to complain to the princess about the prince's "atrocities", but later it was all Yuan Lie and Qingfeng Guards who supported each other, advanced and retreated together, and benefited the people over the years.

Mo Jin really wants to say, hey, you two stand firmer, okay! said that there are countless murders that are ruthless and vicious, and they will not give up until they reach their goal, why do they eat other people's food, and their mouths become so soft!

Of course, Mo Jin didn't say it, because she found one more interesting thing, and that was - she could continue to draw BL comics of Won Yeol and Breeze! Su Jin, the gossip they said is excellent material!

Said to take action, that night, Mo Jin sent Su Yan Su Xin to sleep early, and said that they couldn't work because their hands were injured, and then they painted themselves until most of the night before falling asleep.

For three days in a row, Mo Jin stayed behind closed doors, and kept painting in the house, painting until he was happy, and occasionally burst out with an evil smile, which frightened Su Yan and the others who were guarding outside the door.

Due to the lack of printing conditions, Mojin simply streamlined many plots and drew them into light and simple cheat sheets, but even so, three volumes were finally drawn.

When the last stroke fell, Mo Jin sighed with satisfaction, feeling quite accomplished, but always felt that there seemed to be something missing.

Biting the head of the brush and thinking for a long time, her eyes suddenly lit up, Mo Jin slapped her thigh violently, she knew what was missing, a pen name!

In her previous life, her pen name as a cartoonist was Little Fox, so let's continue to use it now, this can be regarded as a little selfishness of Mo Jin.

"Su Yan, where did you collect the packets of medicinal herbs I got back a few days ago?" Early the next morning, Mojin began to rummage through the cabinets.

In the past few days, she has been patronizing and painting, and she has almost forgotten about business.

"In that drawer on the right side of the third level of the closet." Su Yan hurriedly ran in when she heard this, and when she saw Mo Jin's dazed face, she simply went into battle herself, "Princess, you sit and drink tea, and the slave maid is here to find it." ”

After finding it and taking it out, Su Yan put the medicinal herbs on the table, "Princess, that's what you're talking about, right?" ”

"Yes, that's it." Mo Jin smiled like a flower, "Go and set me up a stove, I want to decoct the medicine." ”

"Are you sick?" Su Yan looked at her princess in disbelief, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it didn't look like it.

"Haha, why do you all react like this, I'm not sick, you'll know when it's fried later, go quickly."

In this world, whether ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, as long as she is a girl, she hopes that she can become more beautiful, Mo Jin once had this kind of dream, and even moved the idea of whether to do medical beauty and fine-tune it.

But now when she is really facing the face of Zhang Tianshi, beauty has become a burden for her, and she can't even go shopping normally, so she must change herself!

More than ten kinds of medicinal materials boiled on the stove for nearly an hour, at the end of the Mo Jin personally went into battle, removed all the medicinal residues, boiled all the medicinal juice into a paste, until it became thicker and thicker, and finally completely formed a yellow paste, after the amount was cooled, Mo Jin scooped the ointment into the porcelain bottle little by little, and added a few drops of potpourri dew to completely cover up the medicinal taste.

Su Yan and Su Xin stayed by the medicine stove like two curious babies the whole time, wondering what their princess was tinkering with, and when they saw that it was finally completed, they immediately stepped forward and asked, "Princess Princess, what are you doing here?" ”

"Want to know?" Mo Jin winked at them both with big watery eyes.

The two nodded in unison.

"Okay, Su Yan, you go find out the men's clothes I wore last time, Su Xin, you go and find out what the prince is doing, and I'll tell you when you finish the task." Su Mojin smiled with a sly expression.

"Okay." Su Xin ran away.

Su Yan looked at Mo Jin with a worried face, and stopped talking, "Princess, should you sneak out of the house again?" ”

"How is that possible!" Mo Jinyi said righteously, "I am above board. ”

Su Yan was speechless.

When Su Yan and Su Xin came back from their errands, they saw that their princess was smearing the ointment in the porcelain bottle on her face little by little in the mirror, and it didn't take long for the fair and perfect face to become yellow and rough, although the facial features are still the same facial features, but if you don't look carefully, you really can't recognize it as the original ink brocade, in fact, even if you look carefully, you can't recognize it.

Now she can be said to be unseen, although her whole face is not ugly, but it looks extremely mediocre.

After seeing the princess's changing face, the two maids were stupid, and their eyes widened and they couldn't recover at all.

Looking at their reactions, Mo Jin knew that he was very successful, humming a little song and taking the ointment and wiping his neck and hands by the way.

At this moment, the first beauty of Lanhai Kingdom has completely turned into an ordinary person with a sallow face and no features.

"Su Xin, how did I do with your affairs?" Mo Jin looked back at the stunned maid.

"Back to ...... When I went back to the princess, I heard from the sisters over there in the snow garden that the prince entered to receive visitors from Fanbang, so he would come back very late. ”

"Haha, God help me!" The conditions are limited, and Mo Jin uses his profound painting skills to sweep his dark circles a little bit with an eyebrow pencil.

Now it looks not only sallow, but also seriously ill.

This time, the woman disguised herself as a man and went out of the backyard door, and no one on the street looked at Mo Jin more, and even some little girls looked unlucky when they saw her and hid far away.

It couldn't be too perfect!

Mo Jin was born with an excellent memory, the last time she was chased by the public, she not only ran for her life, but also wrote down the location and business projects of the shops along the way, so today she carried the picture book she drew last time, ready to go to the calligraphy and painting shop to inquire about the market, by the way, find a shop that can engrave the printing board to engrave her comics on the wooden board, so that it will cost a lot of money in the future, but this is estimated to cost a lot of money.

Who knew that God was helping her, when Mo Jin walked into the first store, the boss saw her script, and his eyes lit up, with his years of experience, this word would have been hot!

The content is fragrant and interesting, and most importantly, the content of the story seems to allude to the royal secrets, which is too easy to attract the reader's attention.

In line with the principle of retaining the cash cow of ink brocade, the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop promised not only to help the ink brocade engraving printing version for free, but also to divide the income from the sale in the future, and the ink brocade accounted for the majority.

I didn't expect things to go so smoothly, after signing the contract, Mo Jin happily walked out of the calligraphy and painting shop, and decided to take advantage of the time to visit the capital of Lanhai Kingdom.

Holding a bunch of snacks in his arms, the ink bathed in the warm sunshine, the ink brocade strolled around while eating, and the comfortable stuffed gods.

Suddenly, there was a noise of gongs and drums ahead, mixed with the sound of firecrackers and various musical instruments.

Many people rushed in that direction when they heard the movement, and Mo Jin also walked forward with the trend in the spirit of having a lively mentality that not looking at it would be a loss.

When I arrived, I found that it was a restaurant called Guanhailou newly opened, the pillars of the three-story restaurant were covered with red cloth, festive, and magnificent, lion dance, juggling, dancing at the door...... Everything is complete.

But that's not the most important thing.

Mo Jin pricked up his ears to listen to the insider's revelations, the reason why he made such a big move was to create a gimmick, but this gimmick had a lot of origins.

It turned out that the operator of this restaurant was the descendant of Wu Wenzhi, who won the crown of Wensheng and Painting in the previous dynasty, in order to do publicity, but also to please a good fortune, so the boss took out a hard-to-find Wu Wenzhi's calligraphy and painting for free.

There is only one condition, using that painting as the background to make a poem that satisfies the current Master Wu, and the judge is Song Lin, the great Confucian of the world.

Whether it was to get the painting or to be appreciated by Song Lin, it was a great honor for the literati, so there were many participants.

However, the seemingly simple conditions have stumped many literati and ink writers, although everyone has rushed to follow one after another, and so far at least hundreds of people have written poems and handed them in, but they have all been exchanged for Song Lin's disgusted expression.

Mo Jin was not interested in this kind of thing at all, but who called her sharp-eyed!

Coincidentally, she actually saw that the current prince Yuan Chenyu also signed up as a participant, of course, she definitely didn't use her real identity.

It's really a narrow road!

As soon as she thought that this scumbag tricked the original owner into assassinating Yuan Lie and died, she hated itchy.

Casually stuffed the leftover snack wrapping paper into his sleeve, Mo Jin walked towards Yuan Chenyu with a malicious face.

Seeing that the poem he handed over was abandoned by Mr. Song and was still on the side, the face of the current prince Yuan Chenyu instantly became more ugly than eating.

But he can't attack on the spot, let alone show his identity to snatch the famous painting, which does no good except to bring him infamy and shame the royal family, not to mention, as the crown prince, he must love the people like a son, even if he doesn't want to, he has to pretend to be out, so he can only bite his back molars and stare dryly.

The little eunuch on the side was an eyeless one, seeing that Song Lin didn't take his master's Mobao seriously, he immediately leaned into Yuan Chenyu's ear, "Master, why don't you take your waist card and go to that Master Wu to discuss?" ”

As long as he flashes his waist card, he doesn't believe that there are still people who dare to grab things from the current prince, if the prince's face is not sold, these people, especially Master Wu, are afraid that they are tired of being crooked! The little eunuch thought about bullying people, waiting for the prince to praise him for being smart and capable.

However, the praise didn't wait, but waited for Yuan Chenyu to slap a vicious eye knife, and the little eunuch trembled with fright on the side, and didn't dare to speak again.

"I'm willing to help my son." Suddenly, a deliberately suppressed voice came from beside him, and Yuan Chenyu turned his head sideways to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a small man dressed in an ordinary vegetable-looking face and bowing his hand to him with a smile - it was Mo Jin after the disguise and makeup.

Signaling the guards who wanted to drag Mo Jin away with his eyes to stop moving, Yuan Chenyu sneered when he heard this, a little unappetizing, and was inconvenient in front of the public, but he also sneered mercilessly: "It's up to you? ”

As a dignified prince, he has received the highest and highest quality education from Taixue since he was a child, and he has not been able to win the favor of the great Confucian Song Lin of the world, and the short and ugly man in front of him does not know where his confidence comes from.

Mo Jin completely ignored the sarcasm in Yuan Chenyu's tone and the disdain in his eyes, and always said with a smile: "If you dare to take the head of Xiang Shang as a guarantee, you will definitely be able to help Gongzi get the authentic handiwork of Wu Wenzhi." ”

These words are very pertinent, and Yuan Chenyu is indeed a little moved.

He has always loved to collect all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, especially the ink treasure of Wu Wenzhi, who is known as the saint of painting, because Wu Wenzhi's hand-me-down works are not many, and they are particularly precious, and those who are fortunate enough to collect them regard them as treasures, and they are never willing to give up their love, so Yuan Chenyu has only collected a pair so far.

Today, as soon as he received the news about the painting of the saint's work, he immediately rushed over after getting off the court, who knows, he touched a nose of ash.

But now suddenly an unknown person popped up and said that he wanted to help him, although he was moved, but in the end he was still a little suspicious.

Squinting his eyes, a trace of danger flashed in Yuan Chenyu's eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

You can't say you're idle, right...... Mo Jin is not stupid, he knows that if this question is not answered well, once Yuan Chenyu's suspicion is aroused, it is likely that he will be slaughtered by him on the way back.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Jin smiled and put on a respectful look, "I am not talented, I am born with a good memory, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince's car when he was parading the capital, and he was overwhelmed by His Royal Highness the Prince's momentum for a while, and vowed that one day he will serve in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, which is a lifelong wish, and I hope His Royal Highness will fulfill it." ”

"Oh? Is it? Yuan Chenyu didn't say that he believed it, nor did he say that he didn't believe it, but he just stretched out his voice and looked down at the person in front of him.

Seeing that Yuan Chenyu didn't buy it, Mo Jin pretended to be nervous and rubbed his hands, and said in a flattering tone: "Actually, I don't hide it from Your Highness, hehe, the little one is also selfish." ”

"What's selfish?" Yuan Chenyu became interested.

"As the saying goes, if you learn literature and martial arts, the goods are with the emperor's family, and the little one is only willing to help His Royal Highness the Prince, and he can get an official and a half position, hehe."

Sure enough, Yuan Chenyu looks clear, it's easy to do it if he has a plan, he is most afraid of those who don't want anything, they are not easy to control and handle, and they are completely invulnerable, which makes people have a headache, such as Prime Minister Mo Hongzhang.

Thinking of Mo Hongzhang, Yuan Chenyu's face became very ugly, he wanted to win over the prime minister's forces countless times, but he was always unable to do so, and he was rejected this time.

If Mo Hongzhang never waded into this troubled water, it would be okay to stay out of the matter, but now he doesn't know what ecstasy soup he has been poured by Yuan Lie, and he has a tendency to join the Yiwang Party.

Thinking of this, Yuan Chenyu was angry, naturally lost his good temper, and gritted his teeth and shouted at Mo Jin: "Then why are you still stunned!" Do I want to ask you alone? ”

was yelled at inexplicably, Mo Jin looked confused, but in order to gain Yuan Chenyu's trust, he still endured it, but scolded him in his heart.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Yuan Chenyu, you wait for your aunt!

Turning around, Mo Jin stood on tiptoe and carefully looked at the painting hanging in the lobby of the restaurant.

The upper part of the painting is full of mountains, clouds and mist churning, and the lower part is an old man sitting comfortably by the water's edge, with his head slightly raised, not knowing whether he is watching the mountains or listening to the water.

It is worthy of being a painting saint! Mo Jin admired in her heart, as a professional background, she also knows how to paint, so as soon as this painting comes into her eyes, she knows why Wu Wenzhi is called the saint of painting, because this artistic conception and painting work are absolutely unattainable by the world, and it is worthy of being a classic.