Xuan Ling was so angry that his body trembled, and he pointed at Zhaoju and said: "I ordered all the ministers, and I didn't alarm the people at all, where did the people's fat and people's ointment come from, even if it was looted, it was also official fat and official ointment, and the collection of calligraphy and painting was a literati affair, you dared to use the words of forced donation, exploitation, and looting to ask your father, you, what are your intentions!" ”

When Yue'er saw Xuan Ling's appearance, she knew that he was already angry, and hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty is angry, His Royal Highness King Sui is also thinking about your reputation, and he is not willing to say anything for a while." ”

Xuan Ling snorted.

"Folk Tibetan paintings, more likely to be destroyed, and those paintings and calligraphy without disposal, will be yellow, moldy, insects, I am also to protect these paintings, I came up with this idea, after the last accident, this new Tibetan painting pavilion is not only built with bricks and tiles, but also specially equipped with a good water hose, once a fire, it can be extinguished immediately."

"Yes, Erchen is just admonishing, and this matter needs to be done with caution."

Xuan Ling suppressed his anger.

"Oh, what do you say?"

Zhaoju gritted his teeth and said: "Calligraphy and painting donations can be opened, but they should be voluntary, if they are not willing to donate, the father can buy them at the market price, and the world will praise them." ”

"Hmph, do you think that if I do that, I won't have a reputation for being forced to buy and sell?"

"This, my father can invite Mr. Ouyang and them to taste, they do things fairly, and no one will gossip."

Xuan Ling looked at the two kneeling and asked, "Do you all think so?" ”

Zhao Zhen hurriedly said: "Erchen is not, Erchen thinks that donations should be voluntary, and an indefinite amount is better." ”

"You two rushed here, I really don't know what to say, I don't know my father's intentions at all!"

Zhao Ju and Zhao Zhen lowered their heads, they really didn't know Xuan Ling's intentions for doing this.

"This time the lesson is painful, so I have learned from the pain, I want to compile those hand-me-down paintings into a picture album, and then print them one by one, even if the original painting is burned in the future, the album will leave a sample to pass on, so that future generations will know that I have made such a contribution, but you only see forced donations, exploitation and looting, and you don't understand my hard work at all!"

Hearing Xuan Ling say this, Yue'er felt that what he said seemed to be reasonable.

But Zhaoju is stubborn.

"Father, you have a reason to do this, but everyone doesn't think so in their hearts."

Xuan Ling was extremely angry, and slapped Zhaoju in the face.

"If you think it's right, do it, what everyone thinks in their hearts is their business, according to what you say, Taizong shouldn't have compiled "Taiping Yulan" and "Taiping Guangji", because these two books are plundered folk books."

Zhaoju covered his face, still stubbornly said: "Compiling books is to make the people's book collection lost, and Erchen doesn't think that it is better to hide the wealth from the people than to hide the wealth from the country." ”

Xuan Ling was furious, and was about to drop his palm again, Yue'er hurriedly grabbed his hand and said, "Your Majesty is angry, His Royal Highness King Sui is young and ignorant, and he didn't mean to contradict him, he is discussing knowledge and insights with you." ”

Zhao Zhen hurriedly said: "Yes, father, Brother Sui Wang only knows how to read, and he doesn't understand your hard work at all,"

Zhaoju didn't know how to be flexible at all, and still said stiffly: "Father, this matter is really inappropriate, calligraphy and painting are not words, how easy it is to print, but I am afraid that if the printing does not destroy the original, then the gains outweigh the losses!" ”

Xuan Ling was suddenly angry, and he raised a kick and kicked at Zhaoju's head.

Yue'er was next to Xuan Ling, and when she saw that something was wrong, she immediately hugged Xuan Ling's arms from behind and shouted, "Hurry up, you two go quickly!" ”

Zhao Zhen reacted quickly, and hurriedly pulled up Zhao Ju and dragged it out, Zhao Ju was a little reluctant, he watched Yue'er hug Xuan Ling, and suddenly flicked his sleeves hatefully and turned away.

"Rebel, you rebel, come back and see that I don't break your legs!"

Xuan Ling was so angry that he jumped like thunder, but Yue'er dragged him hard, but he didn't break free.

It wasn't until Zhaoju and Zhaozhen walked away that Yue'er let go.

Xuan Ling angrily got on the dragon and phoenix royal chariot, and as soon as he got in the car, he complained to Yue'er: "This rebel, he has been proud in the past two days, and he actually came to point fingers at me!" ”

"Oh, Your Majesty, do you mean King Sui or King Xin, what is he proud of?"

"Of course, it's King Sui, the big bird country is a pot of porridge, the big capital that has risen in the north of them is now raising troops to attack, the foundation of the big bird country has been moved, and it is about to die, this rebel doesn't have to be a horse, so happy!"

Yue'er sighed, Zhaoju didn't go to the Big Bird Country, which was good news for her, but now there was a huge gap between the two.

When she arrived at the Imperial Painting Academy, Yue'er saw a few boats parked by the lake, and a lot of wood and bricks were piled up on the ground on one side, which should be preparing to build a Tibetan Painting Pavilion.

Xuan Ling's mood calmed down, he was very satisfied, looking at the situation in front of him, the rebuilding plan and the preparation of materials were carried out together, and the people below were very effective.

Yue'er saw that Xuan Ling's mind was completely in the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, did you just say that the Big Bird Country is crumbling, and we just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?" ”

"Yes, they eat dogs, bite one less and kill one, right, Official?"

Gonggong Tong bowed behind the two of them and said, "Your Majesty, the little one thinks that now is a good time for us to make a move, and we should immediately send troops to recapture the sixteen states in the front of you." ”

Xuan Ling nodded.

"Yes, this matter is discussed in the court today, and you heard it, but I haven't found a suitable candidate, so I can only wait and see."

Yue'er thought of the person mentioned by Second Master Liu, and said, "Isn't there a respected old general Zhong Xiu Zhong in our Dawei, and he is not the right person?" ”

Xuan Ling was a little surprised.

"Even you know that Old General Zhong is quelling the rebellion in the south, and the war is stalemate over there, so it's not appropriate for me to pull him back."

Father-in-law Tong suddenly fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is willing to lead troops to recover the sixteen states before Youqian, and serve Your Majesty."

Yue'er was taken aback again, this father-in-law actually asked for war, and he wanted to lead the troops himself, he was a eunuch, how could he have experience in fighting, this was not child's play?

"Oh, would you like to go?"

"Yes, the opportunity must not be lost, the loss will not come again, the villain thinks that the big bird has exhausted the national spirit, if you don't start at this time, when will you wait?"

"How are you going to fight?"

"The purpose of the old minister is to recapture the sixteen states in the front of the city, and he doesn't care about anything else!"

"Very good, if you have this determination, I will make you the generalissimo of the soldiers and horses of the state, and order 50,000 forbidden troops to the military department, and leave tomorrow, and the three envoys of Zhou, Wang, and Chen of the state, and all 70,000 soldiers and horses will be dispatched by you!"

"Yes, the minister is in order, the soldiers are fast, and the ministers will go to the military department now."

The father-in-law fell to his knees.

These words almost made Yue'er fight, and she couldn't help but speak: "For military affairs, Your Majesty still has to discuss with the ministers, how can you act hastily?" ”

Xuan Ling laughed, afraid of Yue'er's shoulder.

"This matter has been discussed, but there is no suitable candidate for a general, you still don't know how powerful the general is Tong, when he was in charge of the northwest of the army, he helped me recover the four continents of Hehuang, and he made outstanding military achievements, and in terms of military merits, there is almost no one in the middle of the court, and even the old general Zhong you said is a cut behind."

Yue'er really didn't know the origin of this father-in-law, and when she heard Xuan Ling say this, she was suspicious, she always felt that Xuan Ling's decision was a little hasty, but she couldn't speak.

At this time, the two separated, Yue'er went to find Master Ze, and Xuan Ling asked the official who rebuilt the Tibetan Painting Pavilion about related matters.

Master Ze got the album edited by Yue'er, and after only reading two pages, he was amazed, and when he finished reading it in one go, he couldn't help but praise: "Good, good, this is ten times better than the old man imagined, no, a hundred times!" ”

Yue'er grinned.

"But Hongu doesn't know how to paint."

"What does it matter, if you understand, you will definitely be bound!"

Yue'er couldn't help but be very surprised to see that there were no other paintings in Master Ze's attic.

"Master Ze, you have been painting for half your life, why have I never seen your works outside, and you don't have your own works in the painting pavilion?"

Master Ze blew his beard and said: "The old and decayed works can only be painted after a long time of brewing, the number is very small, how can you see it outside, you think it is the kind of Su beard, you can sell dozens of hundreds of taels with a few strokes and a stamp, tell you, those are all fame and reputation, not worthy of being called paintings at all!" ”