Liang Shicheng, the little waiter, walked out of the painting pavilion to take a breath, and the banquet of the West Garden Elegant Collection had ended.

He saw the chief case office by the stream, and the servants and women in Wang Xu's mansion were busy cleaning up, and suddenly felt the panicked hunger rush up from his belly.

Liang Shicheng turned around and walked back to the pavilion, grabbed the Bijian lotus paste rice cake in the porcelain plate, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed a few bites and swallowed it, and said "heh" twice with satisfaction.

The dim sum in the Pony Mansion is so delicious, I don't know how it is in the Bibi Palace.

Since entering the palace, I haven't eaten the pastries rewarded by the Queen Mother or the official family.

Liang Shicheng thought lonely, and with another hand, he carefully picked up the rice cake crumbs, paced to the side of the case, and stared at the copy painting he had just completed.

Suddenly, a female voice with a majesty in her softness sounded behind her: "Secretary Liang finished painting?" ”

Liang Shicheng hurriedly turned his head and bowed to the owner of the voice: "Zhang Shangyi, the little one has just finished painting, and he is really hungry, so he ...... it."

As soon as he saw that Zhao Ji, the king of Suining County, was still standing next to Zhang Shangyi, he hurriedly lowered his head again: "The king of the county, the small, the small one is Liang Shicheng of the Calligraphy and Art Bureau of the Hanlin Academy, salute the king of the county, and the king of the county is healthy." ”

Shangyi Bureau Zhang's sharp gaze slipped down the bridge of his tall nose and landed on Liang Shicheng's mesh crown hat.

"Secretary Liang, you came with me to paint, and you didn't go to Kaifeng Mansion to go to prison, if you are hungry, you can eat these snacks at any time."

"Back to Zhang Shangyi, when I saw Jing Hao's majestic snowy landscape, it was like seeing a fairy artifact.

Zhang Shangyi listened, his eyes relaxed, and the aura of calm under his eyes gradually dissipated, and he turned to Zhao Ji, the king of Suining County, who was beside him, and said: "The king of the county, he is the child surnamed Liang mentioned by Zheng Zhizhao of the Book and Art Bureau." ”

She glanced at Liang Shicheng, then at the paintings on the desk, and added to Zhao Ji: "The body bones are weaker, but the pen and the hand painting, in the palace, don't say that they have read the books, they are the edicts of the Hanlin Academy, and they dare not underestimate it." ”

Fourteen-year-old Zhao Ji, the king of Suining County, smiled slightly, stepped over, took a closer look at Liang Shicheng's copying work, showed a voice with a bit of youthful air, and said: "It's really good, you write a few more words, and this king will take a look." ”

Liang Shicheng hurriedly took out a snow-white handkerchief, wiped the rice cake crumbs off his hands, dipped the pen in ink, pondered slightly, and wrote down a string of words.

"In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent? Will hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. ”

Zhao Ji looked down and smiled even more: "I can't see it, you have a small body and small bones, but you like the heroic words of Master Su." Hmm, how can this king look at it, your calligraphy style and rhyme are also a little like Mr. Su's words? What did Huang Tingjian describe as that? Stone crushed toad, haha, haha...... Well, however, this king still likes to be thin and light, like the bones of green bamboo, and the glyphs are full of painting. ”

Liang Shicheng timidly said "yes".

One of his hearts has really jumped to his throat.

Can what Zhang Shangyi said come true?

But I heard Zhang Shangyi say gracefully: "The king of the county also thinks that this child's words have the style of Bachelor Su?" Ahem, more than one person in the Hanlin Academy has said this. What's even more strange is that I brought him to the prince's mansion today, and when the prince saw him, he actually felt that he even looked a little like Bachelor Su. ”

When Zhao Ji heard this, he said in a somewhat contemptuous tone: "Uncle, fortunately, I didn't teach Su Erlang to listen to this. Zhang Shangyi also saw it, that Su Erlang, what kind of righteous sister was looked at by Yan Gong, he had to jump out, like a cat. If my uncle said that his father and the palace attendants looked the same, he would not have to leave with his sleeves up. ”

Zhao Ji promised his uncle Wang Shu when he came early in the morning, and brought back to the palace the princess nurse who came to scold the mountain gate but was almost choked to death by jujubes.

After this Huang Gong and that Yan Gong left, Zhao Ji asked Wang Shu for the "Osmanthus Words" left by Li Qingzhao, but Wang Xuruo glanced back and refused politely.

Zhao Ji was a young man, and he had to tease his uncle Wang Shu a few words behind his back.

Liang Shicheng still lowered his head and only secretly tasted himself.

This King of Suining County really doesn't look very different from Zhang Shangyi. Well, not only is it not a share, but it can even be said that there is nothing to shy away from, arranging his own uncle and uncle like this in front of a fifth-grade female official.

He was thinking about it, Zhao Ji suddenly lowered his voice and said to Zhang Shangyi: "Shangyi watched me grow up and understand what kind of little guy is worthy of being my side." That Gao Yu, my uncle seems to rely on him very much, so I won't open my mouth for now. This one can write and draw......"

Zhao Ji put the sleeves of his robe behind his back and bent down to tease Liang Shicheng: "Hey, look at your trembling appearance, Zhang Shangyi is so kind, you don't dare to eat much when you come out with her, you must be used to being bullied in the Hanlin Academy." Why don't you come and wait by the king's side? ”

Liang Shicheng couldn't believe it.

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Shangyi.

But seeing that this middle-aged but more beautiful and moving fifth-grade female official, she said with kindness on her face: "Silly boy, don't kowtow to the county king." ”

……

When you enter Shen, the coolness in the wind increases sharply.

After all, summer is going and autumn is coming.

Zeng Wei rode a snowy green horse, walked a hundred steps, and said to the little servant of Zengfu who followed him: "You go back to the house first, I have to go to the country." ”

This little guy is a very clever guy, knowing that Shiro must have something to do, and he won't let his subordinates follow, so he said: "Shiro ate wine today, you must be careful when riding a horse, if there is anything wrong, the small one is afraid that he will be stripped of a layer of skin." ”

Zeng Wei waved at him a little impatiently, and the little servant hurriedly bowed on the back of the horse to make a big salute, shook the reins, and rode away.

Zeng Wei saw that he had run away, turned over and dismounted, led his horse to walk leisurely, and walked back to the vicinity of Wang Xu's mansion.

He stood behind a food stall under the locust tree at the entrance of a small temple and looked at the situation in front of the palace from afar.

First, Zhang Shangyi came out and took the little waiter in Tsing Yi who was holding a painting scroll in his arms and got into the carriage.

A moment later, Wang Xu, accompanied Zhao Ji and a white-haired old woman, also stepped out of the door. The white-haired old woman, presumably the princess nurse that Gao Yu talked about today, now looking at it, this old woman picked up her life, but she was still angry, and went straight to the carved car of the king of Suining County, but it was the king of Suining County, and she turned around to say goodbye to Wang Xu.

Zeng Wei waited for another stick of incense before he saw the Shen family come out.

He saw Shen Fuzhi talking to Gao Yu with a happy face, while Yao Huan followed quietly, with some posture of shrinking his neck and back, and he seemed a little out of spirit.

Did she feel cold because she wore less, or was she too tired from a busy day?

Zeng Wei stared straight at the slender figure and guessed silently.

How much he wished that he, who seemed to be free to come and go at the moment, came back here and was waiting for her.

Take her to the night market on East Street, or to the Bianhe River to see the brightly lit boats.

Or take her to a hoodie shop and pick up some clothes and jewelry.

Every time she appeared in front of him, she dressed like a clay figure who was not painted with enough color, even if she went to Zeng's mansion for the first time, the brocade clothes she wore were dark and gloomy.

If she changes into the red, apricot and yellow lake green shirts that women of this age often wear, such as Li Gefei's daughter today, she will definitely look even better.

Zeng Wei thought about it for a while, and saw that the Shen family's mule cart had also disappeared, so he sighed softly and left the big locust tree to meet the person he wanted to see.