Han Rui's face was strange, and the tone of the eldest grandson Wuji was so like a good man in the green forest on the road, taking the lead.

"Isn't it difficult for Uncle Guo to be a strong man, a masterpiece is already precious, not to mention a few." Someone in the crowd whispered: "He must have accidentally offended Uncle Guo, otherwise he wouldn't have suffered such a trouble." ”

"It's pathetic."

"Look at the handsome and talented parents, my heart hurts, hehe."

Laughing lightly, pointing and pointing, most of them are young girls, after all, they are already at a young age, and they have reached the age of spring heart, how can they not fantasize about what their future husband will look like, Han Rui's conditions are not bad, and they meet their selection criteria, but unfortunately they have already been set.

"The winding water is swimming, the elegance is very elegant, and the uncle is here, so he also wants to participate in it." Zheng Naoyue suddenly asked, but he wanted to relieve Han Rui.

Well, the eldest grandson Wuji naturally understood, his eyes swept over, moving back and forth between Han Rui and Zheng Naoyu, with his shrewdness, he could naturally see the feelings between the two, and before he even spoke, he had already seen them sitting at the same table, holding hands and leaning on each other, who would believe that there was not the slightest ambiguous relationship.

Boy, don't you know what is involved, or if you are a person who is greedy for beauty and does not care about the future.

The eldest grandson Wuji speculated in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you have time, you will naturally be happy to obey your fate, but it's a pity that now...... The queen came in person, Luan drove in the hall, and sent me to deliver a message, inviting all ladies and ladies to move to a small story. ”

"The queen is here, how can you be contemptuous, I'll go and see you soon."

In fact, the eldest grandson Wuji most of them came to find Princess Changle and her son, and the others were just incidental, but when they heard that the queen was coming, in the crowd, like a calm lake like a mirror, suddenly threw a stone, rolling up a ripple, the noble lady and the beauty looked different, or excited, or nervous, hearing the news, where would I have the heart to wait here, if it wasn't for the fact that the eldest grandson Wuji and Princess Changle had not yet left, I am afraid that I would not be able to bear it and leave first.

"Don't worry, there are many people who go to see the queen, when will it be your turn, it is better to stay, accompany Uncle Sun Guo to appreciate the chrysanthemum poems, and kill the time of waiting." A voice came from the crowd, and the contempt was unmistakable.

Although it is clear that what this person said is very reasonable, it still attracted many people to look at him angrily, after all, when the queen will receive him, it is a matter of time, if she does not wait, it is a matter of attitude, and most importantly, the person's tone is contemptuous, even if it is not aimed at himself, he feels uncomfortable listening to it.

"Zhao Jie, the eldest son of Princess Guiyang, the founder of the county."

"Then that gentleman, I heard that he is very arrogant."

"I often get into trouble, and I don't go into Zongzheng Temple to receive punishments, if it weren't for Princess Guiyang's face, I'm afraid I would have been deprived of my title, I want to attach Zhao Cijing back then, how outstanding he was......" A noble lady looked longingly, sighed and said: "The son born is so bad." ”

Princess Guiyang, the fifth daughter of Emperor Li Yuan, attached to Zhao Cijing is also a famous beautiful man, there are many admirers, the relationship between the husband and wife is good, and they gave birth to two sons Zhao Jie and Zhao Bin.

Princess Guiyang's current husband is called Yang Shidao, he is a clan of the Sui Dynasty, the conditions are quite good, he is noble, versatile, has a good temper, the relationship between the husband and wife is still good, and he gave birth to a son, you can imagine how embarrassing Zhao Jie's situation is, although his stepfather treats him well, how can he compare with his father.

The life experience is so tragic, and it is normal for the surname to be paranoid, Han Rui sighed, his heart softened, and he decided to forgive Zhao Jie for his rudeness.

Everyone whispered and talked in a whisper, thinking that the parties would not hear it, but they would not expect that Zhao Jie was so sensitive that he didn't need to listen at all, he knew what they were saying, and he was naturally annoyed in his heart, just because in front of the eldest grandson Wuji and Princess Changle, he didn't dare to make a mistake and turned a deaf ear.

However, seeing Han Rui's compassionate gaze, Zhao Jie was slightly stunned, and suddenly became angry, he was not so miserable, let that kid pity himself.

"Look at what you see, make your poem, you can't write it, get out of here, don't leave it in the way."

Zhao Jie's voice was irritable, without the slightest aristocratic demeanor, which made many people shake their heads, and even the eldest grandson Wuji frowned, and said lightly: "Young man, although the blood is strong, but you can't be fierce and brave, and you can't be angry for a while, Princess Guiyang also accompanied the queen here, why don't you go over and ask her for peace." ”

As soon as he heard his mother's name, it was like a basin of cold water splashed, Zhao Jie slowly calmed down, and said with a grudge: "Yes, thank you Uncle Guo for reminding me, I'll go immediately." ”

A few words, calmed down the turmoil, for the eldest grandson Wuji, in fact, there is nothing to be proud of, touching the round belly, as if there is no mood to listen to poetry, said with a smile: "Ladies and ladies, you are light, your body is as light as a swallow, naturally you have to walk a few steps faster, I can't do it, take two steps, you have to take a step, I can't walk with you." ”

Stretching out his hand to summon the carriage, the eldest grandson Wuji smiled and said: "Changle, the queen is waiting for you, go quickly." ”

Princess Changle agreed softly, receiving her father's eyes, the eldest grandson Chong hurriedly stepped forward to accompany her, surrounded by a group of palace maids, and swept away, and the lady next to her saw this, naturally she would not hesitate and hurriedly followed.

Everyone is almost gone, and Qu Shui Liuzhen will definitely not be able to play, Han Rui asked with a smile: "Now, what should we do, do we keep up, or transfer our positions and continue to enjoy the flowers and scenery." ”

With a soft look in his eyes, Zheng Naoyu said: "The queen is here, how can she be rude, naturally she wants to go to see her." ”

"Alright, let's follow suit." Han Rui said, very naturally, holding the soft and slender hand of the beauty, Zheng Nao's eyes were shining, and he symbolically broke free, and then he was silent and silently followed.

Alone with Zheng Nao, Han Rui's mood began to feel comfortable again, he only felt that everything was pleasing to the eye, walking slowly all the way, carefully appreciating the colorful and blooming, pink, snow-white, delicate flowers, swaggering in the wind, exuding bursts of fragrance, refreshing.

Before coming to the attic, I saw many noble ladies and beauties, wandering in the corridors, pavilions, lawns, or gathering to talk and laugh, or admiring potted flowers, with different expressions, not enough, but intentionally or unintentionally, showing what they thought was the most beautiful posture, and, from time to time, looking back lightly, looking at a thin and handsome man.

Of course, this person is not Li Chengqian, I saw him in front of the attic steps with the widest field of vision, holding a pen in his hand, sometimes looking up, sometimes sketching at the desk, his expression was rigorous and serious, and the speed was not slow.

After one was finished, the palace maid carefully rolled it up, walked into the attic, and presented it to the eldest grandson queen to watch, and then placed it on the case of the crown prince Li Chengqian for his choice.

That thin and handsome man, naturally the so-called court painter, with Wang Zhaojun's case in front, no one dared to take it lightly, and had the heart to beg him to paint himself more beautifully, but in front of everyone's eyes, it was not good to step forward and speak, only Yan Wan'er, who didn't seem to know how to avoid it, just stepped forward to talk, and dared to stay by the side to help hand the pen and polish the ink, wouldn't it be blatant to flatter.

"Fox, it's shameless."

"We can't let her be pretty, we'll go too."

After a burst of slander, the people with dark hearts were afraid that under Yan Wan'er's persuasion, the court painters would scandalize themselves, and they responded one after another, but they were stopped.

"You say...... Is he going to be the young eunuch Yan Liben? Han Rui said, quite a bit of a surprise, after all, in later generations, compared to Yan Lide, Yan Liben's reputation is even louder, his paintings, the lines are strong and powerful, the spirit is like life, the colors are elegant and calm, the characters are delicately portrayed, and they are highly valued, and they are listed as gods.

Before the opportunity, Han Rui was tempted and wanted to come forward to observe the so-called masterpiece, Zheng Nao hesitated slightly, agreed with his head, and the two went hand in hand. After a while, hearing movement next to her, Yan Wan'er raised her head, showed a sweet smile, and said softly, "Sister Zheng, you are here." ”

"Wan'er, although Young Eunuch Yan is your uncle, at this time, ...... There seems to be something wrong with you here. Zheng Naoyue whispered: "Silly girl, I don't know how to avoid suspicion." ”

"Hee-hee, don't be afraid." Yan Wan'er covered her sleeves and chuckled, pointed to the table with her fingers, and said softly: "Sister, look, what is my uncle drawing." ”

"What?" Zheng Nao was confused, looked at it with beautiful eyes, and immediately showed a little surprise.

Yan Liben is not depicting the girl's appearance at all, but is sketching the scenery in the hibiscus garden, although he is good at drawing figure paintings, but the touch is bypassed, and the level of landscape painting is not much worse, with a very detailed technique, the beautiful scenery in the garden is depicted, very freehand, vivid.

"This son, do you know how to draw too?"

Seeing Han Rui quietly watching from the side, looking like he was relishing and worshipping, Yan Liben was naturally a little proud, and he felt a little like he had met a confidant.

Han Rui was very honest, shook his head and said, "I don't understand." ”

I don't understand what you are talking about, Yan Liben glared, and most of his good impression suddenly dissipated, and he continued to paint at the desk, no longer paying attention to Han Rui.

On the side, Zheng Naoyue said softly: "Wan'er, Young Eunuch Yan is ......"

"Actually, my uncle has already drawn the picture, and he doesn't want to go back to the prison as a prisoner, so he pretends to be lazy." Yan Wan'er explained with a grin.

"What laziness." With sensitive ears, Yan Liben put down his pen and raised his head, and said with a straight face: "A certain person is acting on orders and being loyal to his duties, Wan'er is becoming more and more ignorant, and Ping said that he really hurts you in vain." ”

Yan Wan'er quietly stuck out her tongue, looking cute, and retorted silently.

Shaking his head, feeling that he shouldn't worry about children, Yan Liben continued to paint, but heard Han Rui sigh in disappointment, and said to Zheng Naoyu: "Let's go, go over and look at those chrysanthemums." ”

Yan Liben immediately frowned, what he painted was a chrysanthemum, but he wanted to go over to see it, it was obviously a satire that his painting was not realistic enough, but that's it, the Yan family brothers, among which Yan Lide is famous for architecture, and Yan Liben's paintings are highly sought after by the world, so he naturally has a little arrogance in his heart, so he simply threw his pen at the moment and said angrily: "Boy, there is something wrong with my painting, don't leave if you don't tell me why." ”

(To be continued)