"See His Royal Highness King Xuan!"

The room full of people followed Zhou Rong and knelt down and saluted. After calming down, Zhou Rong swallowed his sharp anger, and said respectfully: "I don't know what His Royal Highness King Xuan is here for." ”

King Xuan flicked the mottled sleeves of the bamboo shadow, glanced at the painting thirteen approvingly, and said with a smile: "This king has come to say hello to Mrs. Zhou." After many days of hard work, I finally decided on such an outstanding candidate to enter the palace. ”

Zhou Rong's brows twisted into a big pimple: "It's too early for the prince to say this. This person is not right, he is clumsy at the time of the first trial, and he is confused, and after the officials thoroughly investigate the origin and intentions of this person, they will definitely choose a reliable candidate to enter the palace. ”

King Xuan laughed loudly: "What? Even I, a person who doesn't ask about things outside the window, have heard who he is, what else does Mrs. Zhou have to check again? Just because he didn't use all his strength in the preliminary trial, did Mrs. Zhou get annoyed? ”

Zhou Rong's face turned red and white for a while, and he argued: "Lord Wang, which painter with a righteous heart will deliberately restrain his painting skills?" Xia Guan really didn't worry about such ill-intentioned people who were pregnant with the city government entering the palace to repair the Chinese painting for the saint. Please also ask the prince to consider it for the sake of the saint. ”

King Xuan put away his warm smile, and stared at Zhou Rong's eyes solemnly: "When this king led the troops to march, he profoundly comprehended a sentence, which is called upward and downward effect. When this Wang Fang was quietly watching downstairs, he happened to see Zhang Yangqi, who is known as one of the "top three in the painting world", I want to ask Mrs. Zhou, has Zhang Yangqi ever restrained and hidden? Has he ever passed the preliminary examination? Mrs. Zhou was far-sighted, and this king asked for advice, what kind of painter is suitable for repairing Chinese paintings for the emperor's brother? Can these three little painters paint masterpieces in a short period of time? ”

Zhou Rong was choked speechless, his eyes were eagerly dripping, his heart was chaotic but there was only one thought, he must not let go of painting thirteen, he ordered in a deep voice: "The soldiers of the Zhou Mansion obey the order and take down the villain to paint thirteen!" The sword has no eyes, and if you have nothing to do with it, please retreat in time. ”

The soldiers of the government drew their swords and were about to act, but King Xuan waved his sleeves to stop him: "This king is here, who dares to make a mistake?" Zhou Rong, this king advises you to think twice. ”

"The prince is dedicated to cultivating and planting bamboo, and he doesn't know much about the affairs of the art gallery, just as he doesn't care about the affairs of the court, so please don't meddle in the affairs of the lower officials." Zhou Rong replied unceremoniously and boldly, "Besides, even if the thirteenth painting is selected into the palace, it should be handled by Lord Ying." The prince will either wait and see what happens, or please go back. ”

"Lord Wang." Painting 13 gestured to King Xuan's chin, "The prince's intention is to be remembered in my heart, but since Mrs. Zhou's murderous intention has risen, I dare not implicate the prince." However, does he have the ability to finish painting thirteen here, and he has to ask Chang Ling's sword if he agrees! ”

With a "swish", a cold sword light as ice stabbed at Zhou Rong's throat with lightning speed, and everyone's hearts suddenly reached their throats, but when there was still a slight difference between seeing the blood sealing the throat, the sword blade suddenly stopped, and Hua Thirteen couldn't help but be surprised, because the person holding the sword was not Changling.

"It's been a long time since I've used my sword. Those who have insight into power like Taifu Zhou, must have forgotten that before I was awarded the title of 'King Xuan', I was the general of Xuanyuan who danced with swords and swords. "Painting 13 saw the gentle and kind King Xuan, the green shirt and jade standing with the sword, but he was very familiar with it.

"His Royal Highness King Xuan, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Lord Wang, please put down the sword, we have something to say, say it well! "Zhou Rong has always been strong and middle-working, and he was held to his throat by the royal family, although he is a vain prince, he should not be underestimated.

"No matter how high you climb, don't forget who you are." King Xuan's sonorous words were the same as the sword in his hand, and he slammed into Zhou Rong's feet with a "bang", "The results of the review are out, you tell Lord Ying, this person will not bother him to escort him when he enters the palace." ”

King Xuan motioned for Hua Thirteen to follow him downstairs, and Chang Ling followed closely to escort him, leaving Zhou Rong's pale face and bloodshot eyes but helpless, he could only swallow it angrily, and his gums were bitten and trembled.

As soon as they walked out of the gate of the gallery, the crowd recognized the painting thirteen, and immediately swarmed and exploded.

"I didn't expect the rumored Thirteen Lang to be so young!" "Look at the red mark on his face, it's really a strange look!" "I heard that his paintings are hard to find now." "When did he enter Beijing?" "Whatever, when I go back, I have to talk to my sisters, sisters, aunts and mothers-in-law, who did I see today!"

Painting 13 to King Xuan bowed dignified and bowed, and thanked him: "Today's incident disturbed the prince's idle heart, and I am ashamed." ”

"If this little thing can make me uneasy, then it's only to blame this king's lack of cultivation." King Xuan didn't have any princely shackles, and he also got rid of the general's arrogance, and said gently, "But you, before entering the palace, do you have a place to stay?" ”

At this moment, a coral-colored figure squeezed through the crowd and shouted with a smile, "Draw thirteen!" ”

Yin Chenglian stepped in front of the thirteenth painting in one step, raised his eyebrows to look left and right, as if he was observing some rare treasure: "Sure enough, it's a character!" He is worthy of being the world's first painter in my heart! ”

Hua Thirteen saw Guan Tianyu who was silent behind the joyful Yin Chenglian, and he realized that Yin Chenglian should not have recognized his true identity yet, so he smiled respectfully: "His Royal Highness Cheng has a good reputation. ”

"The thirteenth prince doesn't know, there is a special study room in our house, which is full of the son's masterpieces, my Royal Highness likes to wander in the meantime, and if you admire the son, you can know that it is still His Highness's words of restraint." Little Douzi explained quite cleverly from the side, making everyone laugh.

King Xuan suddenly realized: "Since Cheng'er has admired the thirteen princes for a long time, instead of leaving a room for his paintings, it is better to make a side room for the thirteen princes to settle down before entering the palace." ”

"It couldn't be better!" Yin Chenglian wished that the painter he admired the most could be put into his house, but in the blink of an eye, he frowned, "But... I'm afraid that Old Ghost Zhang will not allow outsiders to live in the empty shelf that he regards as a treasure. ”

"A beauty, two jars of good wine, and a three-inch tongue that is not rotten, can control Zhang Yueheng." King Xuan smiled and gave a glance at the depths of the gallery, and explained to the thirteenth Wen Yan: "If you stay in Cheng'er's mansion, don't talk about Zhou Rong, even Ying Chengzhao can't help you." ”

"Zhou Rong? Ying Chengzhao? Yin Chenglian thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood, "Painting thirteen, you haven't shown up upstairs for a long time, it's Zhou Rong who is embarrassing you, right?" ”

Hua Thirteen lowered his eyes, Yin Chenglian had already understood the answer, and he said angrily: "Uncle Huang is here, he doesn't care about it?" ”

King Xuan nodded slightly, and said with a warm smile: "Cheng'er, his behavior has always been like this, and jealousy has blinded him. The most important thing at the moment is to protect the thoughtfulness of painting thirteen, just upstairs, Zhou Rong has already killed. ”

"Lord Wang, have you ever been injured?" A scarlet figure walked up to King Xuan from the crowd and asked with concern.

Painting Thirteen and the others looked at the heroic woman who suddenly appeared in a flaming red robe, her long hair was tightly tied into a neat bun like a man, and the most unusual thing was that she had a flexible and ruthless whip tied around her thin waist as a belt.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." King Xuan smiled kindly, "You came to me, did Madame already make dinner?" ”

Suzaku nodded, and then gestured to Yin Chenglian's back chin head, Guan Tianyu rarely showed a gentle and soft look, and smiled brightly.

Yin Chenglian was a little surprised when he saw Guan Tianyu's fleeting smile: "You know each other?" ”

King Xuan Wenyan explained: "Xiao Yu is lonely in the palace, Xiao Que is also a hard-working child taken in by me and my wife, Mrs. often takes her into the palace to visit Xiao Yu, and in a blink of an eye, the two little girls have grown up. ”

Painting Thirteen felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, he stared at Guan Tianyu deeply, but Guan Tianyu deliberately lowered his eyes and said nothing. Yin Chenglian looked forward to it and said: "It's not early, Uncle Huang will go back to the house as soon as possible to eat." Painting thirteen, you go back to the house with His Highness, and His Highness will definitely protect you. ”

Originally, he also expected that Yin Chenglian, a painting idiot who could only appreciate paintings but not paint, would definitely come to see the painting when he was reviewed, and he was confident that he could use the shocking "Phoenix Picture" to anger Zhou Rong at the same time, and connect him with the bond between him and Yin Chenglian, of course, in the identity of Painting Thirteen.

"Thanks to His Royal Highness's love, but it is disrespectful to you." Painting Thirteen arched his hand and smiled, he caught a glimpse of Guan Tianyu's eyebrows frowning slightly.

King Xuan was about to leave, turned around again, pointed to the murderous person in the painting gallery, looked at the Suzaku beside him, and said, "I'm afraid that Zhou Rong will do whatever it takes to get jealous of him." In this way, I will leave Suzaku with the Thirteenth Prince for the time being, and if there is an accident and I need the help of this king, I will send her to me. ”

Hua Thirteen glanced at the tall Suzaku who faintly revealed a kind of manhood, and he thought to himself, in fact, it is enough to have a long spirit by his side.

"Thank you, Lord Wang. I wonder if His Royal Highness Cheng is willing to vacate an extra room? "Painting thirteen only remembered one thing, Suzaku often entered the palace to visit Guan Tianyu over the years.

Yin Chenglian glanced at Guan Tianyu and Hua Thirteen, and happily agreed, and a few people went in the direction of the prince's mansion. Behind them, a long and concerned gaze fell on the back of Hua Thirteen for a long time, watching him walk from one place to another, a reassuring and difficult smile on his lips, slowly lowered his eyes, faintly disappeared into the crowd, and walked towards the Chunmanlou in the opposite direction. When he turned back to the thirteenth painting, he couldn't find Jingmo's figure.

The people upstairs kicked all the tables and chairs to the ground in a rage, and ordered someone to put the "Phoenix Picture" away, he Zhou Rong held the candlestick, looking at the brilliant painting with hatred, and was about to burn it, but he noticed that the effect of the fire of this painting was all the pigments used, he wiped it from the painting, carefully observed it for a while, his eyes became more and more sluggish, slowly sat down on the ground, looked at the painting in fear, his lips and chin couldn't help but tremble: "No, no...... It won't be him...... No, it won't! ”