Chengwangfu.

"Lord Sun of the Ministry of Rites has arrived. ”

"Lord Xu, the squire of the military department, has arrived. ”

"Marquis Zhou has arrived. ”

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With the loud voice of the gatehouse, Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuze, sisters and brothers, walked towards King Cheng's mansion with the crowd.

Today is the 80th birthday of King Cheng, the major princes and magnates in the royal capital, and the court bigwigs have come a lot, and the guests are like clouds, and it is very lively.

Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuze's father is the Dingyuan general of Zhengwupin, and he used to be an old subordinate of King Cheng, and he is barely qualified to enter King Cheng's mansion.

With the maid to a courtyard, here are all the children of the major families in the royal capital.

"Yu Yan, here!"

Seeing Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuze's sister and brother coming, some friends immediately saw it, and then greeted from afar.

The two walked over and began to talk and laugh with their many friends.

"Have you heard? The eldest princess has gone to the Polar Night Sea and has broken through to the realm of celestial phenomena and gods, and will soon return to the royal capital. ”

"Is it really fake? Doesn't that mean that in addition to the crown prince and the third prince, the eldest princess is also qualified to compete for the throne?"

"Isn't it? Now Wang Du is really going to be lively, the three sides are standing, hey, who is standing?"

Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuze on the side were suddenly overjoyed.

The fact that they became the eldest princess Meihuawei is well hidden, no one knows that the Wang family has actually joined the eldest princess camp, and now that the eldest princess has finally soared into the sky, then their Wang family will also usher in a period of rapid development.

Even if the eldest princess fails to win the throne in the end, then a queen will not be able to run away from her own faction in the court.

Great good thing.

After talking about the topic of the eldest princess for a while, everyone moved on to other aspects, but they were all about ups and downs, so don't mention it.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside.

Everyone in the courtyard walked out, and then looked curiously, and suddenly their expressions became excited.

Painting St. Xue Daofeng.

The fame of the painting saint Xue Daofeng is too great, there is no shortage of material life pursuits in the royal capital, but the princes and magnates who lack the pursuit of spiritual life, who among the court bosses does not want to get a family collection treasure of Xue Daofeng's paintings?

But it's a pity that Xue Daofeng is old, and he rarely paints for others anymore, and he has the endorsement of the Emperor Qian, so no one dares to force Xue Daofeng to paint for himself, so he can only come to the door every day to disturb, and sit all day.

Xue Daofeng, who was annoyed and didn't even have a life anymore, moved and ran away depressedly and left the royal capital.

Can't be provoked and can't hide?

Originally, Xue Daofeng planned not to return to the royal capital unless Emperor Qianhuang personally issued an edict, but King Cheng was his old buddy, so he had to congratulate King Cheng on his 80th birthday.

"Let's go. ”

The young disciples of all the kings in the courtyard were talking excitedly, and they crowded out of the courtyard one after another, wanting to see the new painting made by Xue Daofeng specifically for King Cheng's eightieth birthday.

Wang Yuyan's face was also flushed, and her delicate and fair face looked extremely attractive, because she was also a person who loved painting, and she once wanted to apprentice to Xue Daofeng, but she had no talent for painting, so she had no choice but to give up and take the road of cultivation.

Therefore, when Wang Yuyan first saw Chu Yao before, she said that she could not do anything else, but could only take the simplest path of cultivation, although it was pretending, but it was indeed a fact.

She really can't do anything else.

With the flow of people, they came to the main court of King Cheng's mansion.

At this moment, there is a bustling crowd here, some can enter the main court, and all those who can't enter the main court have come in, and the families of King Cheng's Mansion can't drive anything away, so they can only strengthen the manpower after asking Mrs. Cheng Wang and let everyone in.

"Old man Xue, hurry up, take out my painting. King Cheng on the main seat walked down quickly, came to Xue Daofeng, and said impatiently.

Everyone outside was craned their necks and waited in anticipation.

Xue Daofeng smiled and motioned to a few disciples behind him to take the painting.

Several disciples suddenly stepped forward, opened the box they had been clinging to, took out a huge ink painting three zhang long and one zhang wide, and then slowly opened it in front of everyone.

"This is a picture of twelve horses. Xue Daofeng said with a smile, "There are a total of twelve horses on it, with different expressions, which can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from me to this old thing." ”

King Cheng didn't speak, but was fascinated by this peerless masterpiece, his big rough hands as if caressing his lover's skin, and his eyes were full of obsession.

Everyone in the back and around was also amazed, their eyes shining, and they couldn't wait to come forward to observe and appreciate this peerless masterpiece up close.

"Somebody, frame this picture. King Cheng laughed loudly, "In the future, this painting will be the heirloom of my Cheng Wang's mansion, unless my Cheng King is gone one day, no one will give this painting, not even the Emperor Qian." ”

The guests all around laughed.

The family of King Cheng's Mansion immediately stepped forward and carefully framed the picture of the twelve horses.

"There is another painting, Old Man Xue, hurry up and take it out. King Cheng looked at the twelve horses that had been framed, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Xue Daofeng, and said even more excitedly.

The guests around also looked at Xue Daofeng again, with a look of anticipation on their faces.

King Cheng has long been Xue Daofeng to paint two paintings for him as a congratulatory gift to show off, now everyone has admired the twelve horses, feast their eyes, for the second painting, it is said that Xue Daofeng painted a whole month of painting, longer than the twelve horses, everyone is looking forward to it.

It's just that.

In everyone's attention, Xue Daofeng and several disciples blushed, and they had no intention of taking out the second painting.

The smile on King Cheng's face gradually disappeared, as if he realized something, and all the guests were stunned.

"That old man, there's only this one picture. Xue Daofeng coughed dryly, a little embarrassed, "Because I took another painting to exchange for wine and drink." ”

Quiet.

Quiescence.

Everyone looked at Xue Daofeng blankly.

Another congratulatory painting of King Cheng was taken by Xue Daofeng to exchange for wine and drink?

This, this, this is also.

"You, you, you..." King Cheng was suddenly angry, raised his hand and pointed at Xue Daofeng, his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't speak.

All the guests looked at Xue Daofeng with strange and funny expressions.

If this matter is put on other people, everyone may think that it is disrespectful to King Cheng, but it is no problem to put it on Xue Daofeng, because he really does similar things.

For personal preference, Xue Daofeng often makes some trading moves that seem to others to be cheated.

A moment later.

"You old man, what kind of delicious wine can make you exchange my paintings for others?" King Cheng glared at Xue Daofeng angrily and said, "If you don't tell me about this matter today, I'm not done with you." ”

"Don't be angry, that wine is the best wine I've ever drunk in my life. Xue Daofeng said, "Exchanging a painting for that pot of wine is definitely worth it." ”

"Bullshit. King Cheng said angrily, "No matter how good the wine is, it can't compare to Lao Tzu's picture of the Qingming River, you return my painting." ”

"I'll give you a drop when I'll get back and you'll know when you drink it. Xue Daofeng smiled, "I promise that you will definitely be like me, exchanging paintings for wine!"

"A drop?" King Cheng suddenly sneered, "Old Bangzi, you are really generous enough, you exchanged my painting for a pot of wine, and you only gave me a drop?"

"It's not that I don't give you a jug of wine. Xue Daofeng sighed and said, "But that pot of wine really can't be drunk casually, one sip down, it's not the realm of the Dragon Tribulation, and you will fall directly on the spot, if I let you drink it, you will be gone directly..."

The surroundings were quiet again.

Everyone looked at Xue Daofeng with a joking gaze.

There is a kind of wine in this world that can be drunk to death if you don't reach the realm of the Dragon Tribulation?

The old man does a split, and that's not how it is.