Emperor Han Ling nodded, and said happily: "Jian Shuo has done a good job, he has done a great job, and the widow will definitely have a big reward, rest assured!" ”

Emperor Ling of Han looked at Zhang Rang again, and said with a smile: "The great painter is the pillar of my Han Dynasty, and as soon as this war is over, the widow will give him a surprise, rest assured!" You're all rewarded! ”

Zhang Rang wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhao Zhong's eyes, he glanced at Emperor Han Ling, who was impatient, bowed his head and hugged his fists and bowed deeply, and then the two quietly withdrew from Emperor Han Ling's bedroom.

Jian Shuo's smiling face showed a trace of concern, and he clenched his fists deeply and said, "Why does the saint always have a helpless look on his face, what is bothering the saint?" ”

Emperor Han Ling kissed the palace maid in his arms deeply, and said helplessly: "If the palace maids in the West Garden don't wear clothes, wouldn't it be much more convenient to be lucky like that, but I'm worried that it won't be appropriate..."

When Jian Shuo heard this, his expression showed a sudden realization, he clapped his hands, and saw a charming woman appear, as soon as this charming woman appeared, Emperor Han Ling stood up suddenly, pushed the palace maid in his arms aside, and said in shock: "Rong'er..."

This charming woman is very similar to the person who Emperor Ling of Han Dynasty thinks about in the evening, Jian Shuo pulled the charming woman to his side, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, looking at the charming woman wearing the palace maid's costume, directly under her crotch, a pair of scissors cut open and said: "The palace maid can't not wear clothes, that would be a loss of royal demeanor, but you can open the file!" ”

"Open crotch pants palace dress, good, good, good!" When Emperor Han Ling saw it, he looked overjoyed, said three good words in a row, hugged the charming woman suddenly, and walked towards the palace.

Luoyang Huangfu Mansion, Huangfu Changming frowned, Ning'er's letter was clearly written, her father has increased greatly recently, and she soaks in the West Garden every day, and even she can't see each other, once she ignored it, injured several guards, and came to the West Garden.

actually saw an unsightly scene, and what shocked her the most was that the women around him in front of his father and emperor looked very similar to her mother, and she left in shame on the spot.

Seeing this, Huangfu Changming frowned deeply, and picked up a book, on which was written a description of a person.

Wang Rong, Ning'er's biological mother, is beautiful, smart and talented, can write and accountant, and was elected to the court as a son of a good family.

Soon after she entered the palace, she was favored by Emperor Ling, and was named a beauty, so she was called Wang Beauty.

After Wang Mei gave birth to Ning'er, she was pregnant and gave birth to a son, who was Ning'er's younger brother Liu Xie, who was personally raised by the Empress Dowager Dong and was known as "Dong Hou"

At the beginning, Emperor Han Ling's children died one after another, so in order to protect Ning'er, few people knew that Wang Rong was her biological mother, and when Wang Rong died that year, Emperor Han Ling sent him to the Huangfu Mansion, which shows that Ning'er's mother was probably framed at that time.

Who could have the courage to kill Emperor Han Ling's favorite woman, although Emperor Han Ling killed many people at that time, the real murderer was not found....

"It's not that I haven't found it..."Huangfu Changming said with a solemn expression: "But I found it, if I moved her, I'm afraid the country will be unstable, who is this person?" ”

"Eunuch? Relatives? Or..."Huangfu Changming didn't dare to think about it any further, he sighed and said to himself: "Since you like Wang Meiren so much, can someone take advantage of this?" ”

Huangfu Changming thought of this, sat on the ground with a very big head, looked at the courtyard outside that was about to enter winter, and said with a trace of deep tiredness in his eyes: "Could it be that the dynasty of the Han Dynasty is really like this courtyard with a hundred flowers withering, and it is also about to enter winter?" ”

"Winter is coming in the courtyard, and spring is coming closely, but once the dynasty of the Han Dynasty enters winter, there will be no spring......"

"If there is, it is someone else's spring!"

"Whose spring is it?" Yuan Shao stood quietly in front of the gate of the Huangfu Mansion, exhaled a breath of hot air, and asked in a muffled voice.

"Huh?" Chun Yuqiong was stunned for a moment, looked at Yuan Shao in surprise and said, "What did the general say just now?" ”

Yuan Shao smiled bitterly and shook his head, and Chun Yuqiong also sighed and said, "The great painter still refuses to see us!" ”

Yuan Shao looked at the closed door indifferently and said: "If you don't see us for a day, you won't leave for a day, he won't see us, he is waiting for an opportunity to delay the arrival of winter, I am waiting if I don't go, but what I am waiting for is the end of winter, that spring opportunity!" ”

Tianzhu Mountain, a quaint three-story pavilion, was built on the top of the mountain, surrounded by many flowers and trees, but with the advent of winter, it also began to slowly wither.

"One doesn't let winter come, and the other waits for it to pass." Zuo Ci was wearing a black robe, and looked helplessly at the scenery outside the attic and in the mountains.

In the attic, a huge Dan furnace was bubbling with rising white gas, and five black-clothed masked young men sat around the Dan furnace in turn, closing their eyes and meditating calmly.

As soon as Zuo Ci finished saying this, one of the black-clothed masked young men raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes, "Master, do you want the winter to disappear?" Or do you want winter to fade away? ”

Zuo Ci glared at the young man fiercely and said, "Shang'er, do you still adhere to the principle of breaking and then standing?" ”

The masked young man in black nodded, and said very seriously: "To build a house, you must first lay a good foundation, but the foundation is bad from the beginning, no matter how stable your pillar is, it is also gold and jade, and it is ruined..."

"As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn't stand under the wall, but why is the great painter still..."Zuo Ci frowned deeply, he seemed to be very puzzled by Huangfu Changming's approach, Huangfu Changming did something that many people dare not do, so he admired this young man very much.

"Appreciation, it is only limited to appreciation, his practice of self-destruction, you must take it seriously!" Zuo Ci looked at his five disciples seriously.

The five black-clothed masked young men nodded, but the young man named Shang'er had bright eyes and said, "So... What are the great painters thinking now? ”

"I was thinking..."

"You're wondering why winter is coming so early!" A handsome middle-aged man walked over with a medicine box and answered.

Huangfu Changming covered his mouth with a white scarf, coughed violently, turned to look at the man behind him, and said with a gentle smile: "I still invited you." ”

The man showed a hint of helplessness and continued the topic just now: "Aren't you thinking that winter is coming early? ”

Huangfu Changming shook his head and said with an interesting look: "I'm thinking, Ning'er should also get married!" ”

"You..." The man took out a silver needle, and when he heard Huangfu Changming's words, he was stunned by the movements of his hand, he really didn't expect that the great painter was actually thinking about such a boring question.

The man sighed and said, "I, Hua Tuo, can also show my hand in medical surgery, I really don't understand the thinking of you people!" ”