After Tuoba Tao finished painting the distant mountain scene, he looked at the pen with satisfaction before turning around, and handed the pen to Invite Yu without hesitation, saying, "I want to throw bricks and lead jade!" ”

Invite Yu raised his sleeves to cover his lips and smiled, "If Your Majesty is a brick, isn't the painting in this palace mud?" ”

Her eyes were like water, and she was stunned when she saw Emperor Wei, and she forgot to take back the pen she was holding.

Invite Yu didn't want to sweep away Emperor Wei's interest, so he took it and said, "It's better to come to this palace and find someone to paint with a pen, so as not to stain the paintings of Your Majesty and His Royal Highness." ”

Tuoba Tao is an informal person, and when he heard this, he nodded and said, "It's good if the girl thinks it's good!" It's just that who does the girl want to write? Although he was asking, his eyes glanced at Zimo unkindly.

Since the face, Zimo has been inseparable from Invite Yu, and the two have a tacit understanding that does not need to be spoken, and when Zimo was a festival envoy, he once competed with him for a dancer, which made Tuoba Tao secretly unhappy in his heart.

"I didn't speak to the envoy. I don't know how Miss Nian'er is today? Why didn't you go with an adult? ”

Zimo replied calmly and briefly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." Nian'er is still good. ”

Tuoba Tao snorted angrily when he saw that Zimo looked like a woman who was good or bad, what does it matter to you.

Ying Yu didn't care about Emperor Wei's small movements, she looked around, and her eyes stopped at Yingfeng. In the Fang Cai Pavilion, his actions have always made Invite Yu mind. Invite Yu believes that the first strike is strong, and instead of sitting and waiting to be killed, it is better to explore the reality of the other party first.

So she politely saluted Liu Yilong and said, "Can you borrow this little general from His Highness's side to write on behalf of the palace?" ”

Ying Feng was wandering at this time. Invite Yu's every move made him feel both familiar and unfamiliar. When he was in the art class, Invite Yu was also a slender dancing girl who pretended to be powerless. But at that time, she still gave people a bit of cold and murderous intent.

At this time, inviting the rain, every gesture is naturally with the unique softness of a woman. It is impossible for a person's temperament to change so quickly, so what did she experience during these three months? Let her grow up so quickly, and even hide her edge so well.

"But the prince of the county won't allow it?" Seeing that Yingfeng didn't react, Invite Yu turned to ask Liu Yilong.

Liu Yilong probably didn't expect that Invite Yu would pick his person, let alone pick Yingfeng as soon as he picked it, he was slightly stunned, and then returned to the expression of a pool of stagnant water, and glanced at Yingfeng with a side face.

Yingfeng came back to his senses at this time, nodded in disguise, and walked in front of Ying Yu.

"What do you call the little general?" Invite Yu looked at Yingfeng with a smile, but her whole body was on guard.

Looking at her talking to herself, Yingfeng was in a trance and returned to the time when she was familiar with her in the art class, and couldn't help but take two more steps forward.

This distance is nothing for acquaintances, but it is obviously too close for a stranger who has just met. Invite Yu frowned, and before she could react, Zimo was already in front of her, separating Yingfeng from Invite Yu.

Zimo's blocking made Yingfeng stop in place and salute with a slightly embarrassed fist. He felt out of his temper and took two steps back.

"In Xia, the king of Yidu guards Wan Cheng, and he can't afford to be called a girl general."

Invite Yu stared at Yingfeng suspiciously for a while, and felt more and more that this person was weird. But in front of so many people, it was hard to say anything, so he said politely, "In this way, there will be Lao Wan guards." ”

Zimo always stood motionless in front of the rain, and it was not until Yingfeng took the pen and walked to the white silk that Zimo slowly retreated to the side.

"What do you want to draw?" Yingfeng stood in front of the white silk and asked without raising his head.

Invite Yu thought for a while, and said with a smile, "Emperor Wei borrowed the Fuqiling of Qiuchi to meet the scene, wouldn't it be a pity to have mountains and no water, so I asked Wan Guards to draw a river for the palace." ”

Ying Feng heard the words, bowed his head to paint, a few strokes, the Tao Tao River jumped on the painting, the rhyme is vivid, the small is big, the thick is fine. It caused Emperor Wei Tuoba to shout a few times "good"!

"I don't want Wan Guards to be all-rounders in civil and military affairs," Invite Yu looked at the painting and praised, "Bengong Guo didn't choose the wrong person." ”

For a while, the boat was happy, and the brush turned to Liu Yilong, the king of Yidu. Liu Yilong's eyes were lowered, and he tasted tea with no interest. The inner supervisor on the side had no choice but to hold the pen and respectfully bend down and wait.

After Liu Yilong drank a cup of tea, he took the pen and walked to the white silk. He looked at the landscape that was already on the painting, and snorted softly as if disdainfully. Then with a wave of the brush, the drawing order is connected.

The inner supervisor who was waiting for Yan Mo next to him was curious, and he glanced at his painting, and he gasped in fright.

Tuoba Tao stepped forward to look at the painting, and suddenly his face darkened, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes. Looking at the team of ironclad soldiers drawn by Liu Yilong on the white silk, he asked, "I don't know what the third prince said about this order?" ”

Liu Yilong raised his eyebrows and said lukewarmly, "With such a beautiful country, it must be guarded by my Great Song Dynasty soldiers." ”

As soon as these words came out, the originally lively scene suddenly cooled down.

I don't know if the little palace maid muttered, "Could it be that this Yidu King is here to sweep our fun?" ”

This is true. Liu Yilong has been with a gloomy face since he arrived in Bohai, no matter how happy Tuoba Tao and Tan Zhaoyu are chatting, and how interested everyone is in serving on the side, he is sitting there like a plague god who can't shake off his sickness. But even so, it is not possible for the minions to take their turn to judge.

Without waiting for Emperor Wei to speak, Tuoba Pojun shouted, "Who has a broken mouth!" Drag it out! Throw it out into the sea and feed the fish! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, two guards stepped forward, pulled out a little girl of eleven or twelve years old from among the maids, covered her mouth and dragged her to the stern of the boat.

The little maid wriggled and struggled, pleading with her, but to no avail. Eventually, there was an exclamation and a heavy falling sound from the stern of the boat, and a life was lost.

The rapid change of the scene made everyone hold their breath, their eyes and noses, their noses and hearts, and they stood behind their masters with trembling.

Only Invite Yu looked leisurely and complacent, waving his hand at the turned paintbrush and said, "Marching and fighting is not something that a little girl of my generation can understand, so it is better to ask His Majesty Emperor Wei to take it on behalf of the palace." ”

Tuoba Tao is a fiery temper, just after seeing the painting, he couldn't bear it, and when he heard Invite Yuyi, he grabbed the pen without giving up, "I'll take your order!" As he spoke, he walked to the white silk, leaned down and added a majestic general in front of the team of ironclad soldiers, as if it was not enough, and added a banner with the word "Wei" waving in the wind!

After finishing the painting, he snorted coldly, "Elite soldiers also need strong generals!" Those who can defend the country may not have to be your Song army! ”

He threw the pen on the side of the inner prison and said loudly, "Go and send it to the third prince!" Tuoba Tao looked at Liu Yilong coldly, thinking to himself, a sick prince of the Song Dynasty dared to follow me for a long time, to see that he was impatient!

Tuoba Tao raised his voice and said, "Please also ask the third prince to take over this painting order!" ”

Liu Yilong saw that the ironclad soldier he drew was swallowed by Tuoba Tao so easily, and his pale face became even more ugly!

This time, he didn't procrastinate, he went straight to the paintbrush, and in the air opposite the ironclad soldiers, he drew a flying dragon with teeth and claws, soaring through the clouds!

"The so-called destiny is difficult to violate, the true dragon son of heaven, how can a small person peep into the secret?" After Liu Yilong finished speaking, he deliberately bowed respectfully facing the southern Song Land.

"You!" Tuoba Tao's face turned red with anger, and he angrily pointed at Liu Yilong and asked, "Who do you say is Xiaoxiao!" ”

Liu Yilong didn't answer, looking like someone was useless to say more.

Tuoba Tao has never received this kind of qi, and he pulled out his sword and was about to rush forward! When Liu Yilong's guards saw it, they immediately drew their swords to protect the master! The Wei army on the opposite side was not slow, and showed their weapons almost at the same time!