"Your Highness, Gu Shishi agreed!" Before Zhang Yueheng entered the door, he happily reported the good news, "I rushed to Jiangnan overnight to explain His Highness's meritocracy, and he is also happy!" said that he had prepared grain, grass and manpower, just waiting for His Highness to go south and cross the Jiangnan. ”

Yin Chenglian was overjoyed: "Why is he so happy?" ”

Zhang Yueheng scratched his head, and he hesitated for a while before he said, "He said... The brocade clothes and jade food who live in the temple are finally willing to set foot in the mortal world, no matter what... Regardless of whether His Royal Highness is benevolent or selfish, at least he is famous, and he will not withhold food and money for disaster relief like those local officials. What moved him was not the prince's prestige, but the people's way of life. ”

Zhang Yueheng glanced at Yin Chenglian's uncertain expression, and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness doesn't have to care what he says, literati just don't have a broken face with this fart......"

"How could I not care?" Yin Chenglian's expression was much more solemn, "If it is really as he said, when the people are in dire straits, officials at all levels will even fill their pockets with money and food for disaster relief." How can the people not rebel? How can people's hearts not be cold? No wonder even the local officials were eaten by them! ”

"It's a good thing that Your Highness can think so. On this trip, in addition to quelling the chaos and helping the people, the safety of His Royal Highness is the first place. Painting Thirteen worried, "The three thousand divisions can't do anything at most, but they will never do the opposite, how to control them, Mr. Shi must have his own clever plan." What worries me the most is that Changji and that mysterious person, their martial arts should not be underestimated. ”

Yin Chenglian suddenly asked, "Could it be that Changji is that mysterious person?" ”

Hua Thirteen shook his head: "On the day of the art gallery, Chang Ling once felt the existence of a mysterious person and chased him out, but the person's body was strange and changeable, and only a sachet was left behind. ”

Hua Thirteen took it out of his arms and handed it to Yin Chenglian, Yin Chenglian looked at it carefully, frowned, and said: "What is this, the pattern is a mess, and the line feet are so thick, I can't see anything." ”

Painting Thirteen reluctantly took it back: "I'm also at a loss." However, what is certain is that this person must not be Changji, otherwise Chang Ling will definitely recognize it. As for the fact that this mysterious person is for various purposes and behind it is a variety of forces, that is what worries me the most. ”

After thinking about it, Hua Thirteen said, "In addition to Changling, Your Highness should also bring Vermilion Bird." She is the person sent by King Xuan to His Royal Highness, and her martial arts and character are trustworthy. ”

Yin Chenglian nodded, but Zhang Yueheng jumped out and sternly refused: "No!" ”

Yin Chenglian was taken aback by him: "Old Ghost Zhang, why are you reacting so much?" What's wrong with that? ”

Zhang Yueheng hesitated: "She... She is a woman, and she doesn't know the roots, where is it convenient to take her? ”

Hua Thirteen smiled lightly: "General Zhang, don't worry, she is just protecting His Highness with her, and she will not steal the general's limelight." ”

"That's right, old ghost Zhang, you have to change your mentality of being a standout, and you have to correct the prejudice of not being used to literati and not looking down on women." Yin Chenglian thought about it for a while, and said to himself with a smile, "Suzaku went, just to be Tianyu's companion, and she won't be bitter." ”

Zhang Yueheng obediently shut up, shook the armor and said no more. Yin Chenglian looked at the painting thirteen worriedly: "You will enter the palace tomorrow, I don't know what the old fox Zhou Rong will do to you." Xiaobai, can you be alone? ”

"You can go with confidence. I'm not alone. Thirteen smiled.

Yin Chenglian smiled bitterly and said, "I forgot, there is also your Jingmo Pharmacist." But you two are a thorn in Zhou Rong's side, and I'm really—"

"Your Highness. What I want to restore is the "Firefly Map" created by the Jiang faction's painstaking efforts, and behind me is the unjust soul of the master and the disciples, and in front of me is the truth that is only one step away. I was never alone. "Painting 13's eyes are dark.

"Okay." Yin Chenglian patted Hua Thirteen's shoulder heavily, "The day you reveal the truth is the time when I return triumphantly." ”

Painting Thirteen also slammed Yin Chenglian's shoulder: "At that time, His Royal Highness's "Firefly Map" should also be returned to Zhao, and everything will return to the glory of your canonization of the crown prince." ”

Yin Chenglian took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually filled with perseverance and determination. Painting Thirteen swallowed his throat and slowly groaned, "On the way, take care of her." ”

Yin Chenglian's eyes froze, and then he smiled knowingly: "I will." ”

"She has always liked Jiangnan and longed for the years on the lake." Painting thirteen faint whispers.

"I like it too." Yin Chenglian's eyes were as bright as stars, and after a pause, he smiled slyly, "She likes to eat sweet and greasy food, and I like it too." ”

Painting Thirteen raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, smiled, and put his shoulder on Yin Chenglian: "Tonight, I will ask Jingmo to make a few appetizers, the wine you asked General Zhang to find out yesterday has not yet opened the altar, tonight, practice it for His Highness." ”

Yin Chenglian raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips: "It seems like this is your home, you know, your Jingmo cooks a good dish." ”

Hua Thirteen smiled and eyebrows: "It turns out that many things are the same as cooking, putting salt and sugar first, and the taste will be very different." Weird, isn't it? ”

"Order matters." Yin Chenglian looked at Hua Thirteen with a wicked smile, "Therefore, my timing is not bad, and I have not violated the point that 'friends and wives cannot be bullied'." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled: "Drink." ”

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright, the thirteenth painting faintly heard the sound of armor and spears clanging. He got up with his clothes, but saw that his eyes were full of ice and snow, as if he had stepped into the world of glass. He walked out, only to hear a high-spirited voice shouting at the army of three thousand:

"All the soldiers obey orders! Follow our town's Yuanda general Yin Cheng to raise troops to the south to quell the chaos and help the people! ”

"Raise your troops and go south! Quell the chaos and help the people! Raise your troops to the south! Quell the chaos and help the people! The high-morale answers overshadowed wave after wave, and even the literati and scholars who painted the thirteenth and eleventh were a little enthusiastic when they heard it.

He walked to Yin Chenglian's side, glanced at the long plane that he was shocked to see not far away, and he explained to Changling and Suzaku Yin Yin: "Be sure to protect him to return to Beijing thoroughly, be careful of the long plane." ”

Yin Chenglian glanced at Guan Tianyu's carriage and smiled at the painting thirteen: "Don't worry." You take care too. ”

After the army was reorganized, Yin Chenglian lifted the reins and got on the horse, but took a token from his waist and left it to the painting thirteen: "Seeing this token is like seeing me." The tide has always risen in the DPRK, and you may be useful when you enter the palace. ”

Painting the thirteenth good student put away the token, and somehow, he suddenly remembered that the last person who gave him such a valuable token was the desert hero Yamu Zheng.

Watching the army gradually disappear from sight, there was a period of dust in the air. He turned around quietly, and a handsome and handsome man on the snow came into view, and he couldn't help but light up: "Jingmo." ”

"Let's go, Thirteen Princes. Xiaojing, the painter, has prepared face wash for Childe, and it is time to wash the stains on the left side of Childe's face. Jingmo learned to paint the appearance of a servant, and respectfully made a gesture of "please".

The morning sun gradually rose, but the sun was as pale as the moon, and the gray sky was integrated with the white snow. Hua 13 looked at the reflection on the water surface in the basin and said with a faint smile: "Since then, there has been no half red on the face." ”

Jingmo lowered his eyes and glanced at the little vermilion left on his little finger, but he was reluctant to wash it off. She straightened his collar: "The paints and brushes are ready." ”

"There's one more thing I have to bring." The bottom of Hua Thirteen's eyes was obscure, he turned around and found half a fragment of the painting, and handed it to Jing Mo, "This is the evidence left by Shang Lu." ”

Jingmo lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

At this moment, there was a noisy sound of carriages and horses outside the door, and the thirteen eyebrows jumped: "Your Highness has just left, who will come here?" You hide here first, and I'll answer the door. ”

Jing Mo's heart tightened, and he grabbed Hua Thirteen: "Could it be, him?" You don't go out, if it's him, it's too dangerous. ”

Painting 13 Wen Yan comforted: "This is the prince's mansion, Zhou Rong doesn't dare to come nonsense." Don't worry, wait for me to come back. ”

Painting Thirteen walked out on the snow and creaked, and as soon as he opened the door, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Lord? How are you. ”

King Xuan lifted the door curtain, and his plain clothes interlaced with bamboo and cypress were as smooth as jade on the snow: "Cheng'er specially sent someone to find me last night, and he didn't worry about you entering the palace alone, so he begged me to give you a ride." This king is soft-hearted, so he has to deign to be a groom. ”

After speaking, King Xuan laughed loudly, and Hua Thirteen smiled and arched his hand: "Thirteen don't dare." Really flattered. ”

King Xuan took a closer look, and his smile gradually condensed: "The birthmark on your face ......"

Painting Thirteen had no intention of hiding it from King Xuan: "This matter is a long story, if he has the opportunity in the future, Thirteen will talk to the prince again." ”

King Xuan was not too difficult to force others, and smiled at it with a smile: "This king has no intention of snooping on other people's unspeakable secrets, and he has been entrusted by Cheng'er to bring you to the palace safely, and you don't have to shirk formality." ”

The thirteenth painting thanked him disrespectfully, and went back to take Jingmo to the palace in a sedan chair in the Xuanwang Mansion.

"Today, according to the old practice of Hanlin, representatives of folk painters need to compare paintings with those of the head of the court painters. Thirteen, how prepared are you? On the way, King Xuan asked.

"It's been a long time coming." Hua Thirteen replied lightly, "It's just, how can Prince Xuan, who has always lived in a simple place, join in this excitement?" Did His Royal Highness Cheng disturb the purity of the prince for me? ”

King Xuan laughed loudly: "Where are the words." Recently, the border has been very uneven, Taya is about to move, and there are frequent famines in the country, and there are many scuffles, and the imperial brother summoned me to the palace to discuss and discuss. ”

Hua Thirteen wanted to ask something more, but swallowed back, and when he lowered his eyes, he caught a glimpse of King Xuan's hands wearing a thin layer of plain gloves, and couldn't help but wonder: "I remember the last time I was in the art gallery, I saw that the prince had been wearing gloves." Dare to ask what happened to the prince's hand? ”

King Xuan raised his hand and turned it over a few times in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal." In the early years of winter, in the middle of winter, I went deep into the bitter cold to fight, and my hands were so cold and scarred that it was too unsightly, so I simply put on gloves to cover it. ”

Hua Thirteen glanced at Jingmo and said with concern: "I know a pharmacist friend, it is better to introduce it to the prince, she has excellent medical skills, and she can heal the prince's hands without any incurable diseases." ”

"No, no." King Xuan tightened his gloves, shook his head and refused, "I have also sought medical advice, but I have not been able to get better." Slowly get used to it, and don't bother to pay attention to a small problem. ”

It's not good to say much about painting thirteen, Jing Mo secretly looked at King Xuan's hand carefully, and his eyes were filled with some doubts. In the blink of an eye, as the rut winds all the way, the group came to the towering palace gate.