Father-in-law Wei hurriedly and quietly put down his trouser leg to cover the row of small characters on his leg, and touched the smooth and handsome cheeks of the thirteenth painting: "Little brother, let's tell you the truth, I could choose not to help Tianyu with this, but now I saw the extraordinary appearance of the little brother in the main hall, and I was really moved." If you stay with our family tonight, even if you want the moon in the sky, our family can also pick it for you. ”

Painting 13 pressed the numbness rushing up from the soles of his feet and the slightest coolness on his back: "Father-in-law Wei, after all, is the father-in-law of the chief administrator." Thirteen and eleven painters are just artists, and they are not worthy of the father-in-law's temptation. ”

Gonggong Wei snorted lightly, looked at Hua Thirteen's eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and figure demeanor with a loving look: "Hmph, what's wrong with the painter?" It's not like our family hasn't resisted! Let's tell you, men, like women, are old and yellow! Look at that Zhou Rong, how handsome he was in his early years, not much worse than you, and he fascinated our family! But now, look at his bitter face, our family remembered that he used to be with him...... Ouch, what are you talking about here? Good little brother, do you dislike our family? ”

Hua Thirteen was stunned, a little unable to react, and after a long silence, he hesitated and asked, "Father-in-law Wei, do you mean that Zhou Rong once served his father-in-law?" ”

Father-in-law Wei hid his face and smiled shyly and, and pointed at the chin of the thirteenth painting with the orchid: "I hate it!" After thinking about it, now this wrinkled middle-aged man with a bitter face is disgusting in our family, and the little brother just said it. ”

"How is that possible!" Hua Thirteen couldn't help but take a half step back and exclaimed. In his heart, although Zhou Rong learned from fame and wealth, why did he do such a dirty thing?

"What's new here?" Father-in-law Wei gently pulled the two strands of gray hair hanging down from his temples, "How do you think Zhou Rong hooked up with the county lord?" It's not a matter of my father-in-law's words! Thirteenth brother, since our family can push Zhou Rong from an unknown grass farmer to the position of a high-ranking county horse, we can also send you to the chair of the Hanlin Taifu, and even higher. ”

Gonggong Wei suddenly stretched his neck and leaned in front of Hua Thirteen: "Don't you don't know how to lift." You know, the people lining up inside and outside the palace to send beautiful men to our family are all lined up from the Jinluan Palace to the noon gate! ”

Hua Thirteen was secretly surprised in his heart, he never thought that the big eunuch in front of him would have such great ability, could it be just that he was a celebrity who accompanied the king? Is it just because he is the official residence of the governor of Ouchi?

"My father-in-law is so generous, Thirteen is terrified. It's just that the 'higher' position, what does it mean? Isn't it that Gonggong Wei wants to accept me into the palace? With such a high position, I'm afraid Thirteen can't bear it. "Draw thirteen calmly.

Grandpa Wei chuckled for a while, and painted thirteen goosebumps to the ground: "Little brother is really young." Our family likes to be clean and tender! What does it mean to be high in the palace? You are a man, if you follow our family, whatever our family says, we will have to get you to the court. ”

Painting Thirteen quickly went through the situation in the DPRK and China in his mind, and suddenly, he grabbed Gonggong Wei's trouser leg: "The people in the court may not all be men, right?" Grandpa Wei? ”

Gonggong Wei suddenly smiled and froze, his face sank, and his face was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Hua Thirteen's gaze turned to Gonggong Wei's lap fixedly: "I would like to ask my father-in-law, what does the phrase 'recruit Han Shi and should be deficient in heaven' mean?" ”

Gonggong Wei suddenly stepped back, curled up his legs, and pulled a golden thread pillow from behind him and pressed it on his legs: "I don't know what you're talking about!" The Guangling Party has long since fallen, and if you say these words again, be careful in your head! ”

"I didn't say that this sentence has anything to do with the Guangling Party. Father-in-law, what do you have to do with the Guangling Party? Wei Gonggong became fair, and even called himself "our family" was omitted. The thirteen eyes of the painting were awe-inspiring, and he looked at Gonggong Wei intently.

Gonggong Wei wrinkled his pale brows, and his slightly trembling fingers were difficult to turn into a delicate posture, but gradually clenched tighter and tighter: "You've already seen Guang Ziyu, haven't you?" ”

Painting thirteen eyebrows jumped, he felt that he didn't say anything, how could he guess in one word? When Painting Thirteen was puzzled and pondered, Gonggong Wei had already understood his acquiescence. Father-in-law Wei threw aside the big pillow pressed on his lap, lifted up his trouser legs, and the row of small characters that revealed some hidden feelings were impressively reflected in the eyes of Hua Thirteen. He understood why Gonggong Wei suddenly pointed his words at Guang Ziyu, because the words engraved on Gonggong Wei's legs were not the same as the words in the memory of Painting Thirteen:

Recruit the poor, and the sky should be perfect.

"Does Grandpa Wei also like to chew words like a literati?" Hua Thirteen suddenly realized something, his eyebrows tightened, and his heart mentioned, "It's just a sentence, there are many people in the Guangling Party, why didn't my father-in-law think of Mr. Ziyu without thinking?" ”

"There are many literati, and there are so few Hongyi people. It is impossible for you to see the words on another person except him. Father-in-law Wei's eyes were gloomy and empty, and his voice became ethereal, "Is Ziyu dead?" No, I asked the wrong question... It's been three years... Is he alive? ”

"Dead and alive, born and dead." Painting 13 stood up from the couch with a stunned expression, "Who is the 'other person'?" What exactly is 'lacking'? What does it mean to be 'flawless'? Why is Mr. Ziyu also... It's also the same as my father-in-law......"

"Let's go." Gonggong Wei put on a splendid coat of gloom, stood in front of Hua Thirteen with a sinking face, and pointed to the door, "I should help you tomorrow, I will help." But about Ziyu, I want you to swear that you will not leak half a word to the outside world, otherwise, your end will be even more ugly than your master! ”

When the thirteenth person was drawn, he rushed forward and grabbed Gonggong Wei's collar fiercely, and suddenly the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he stared intently: "My master? Do you know who I am? Do you know how my master died? ”

"Get out!" Father-in-law Wei shook off the hand of Painting Thirteen, brushed the big fur collar with great affection, and glanced at Painting Thirteen, "Don't think that your little cleverness and tricks can toss anything in this huge capital and huge palace." I'm telling you, you, and people like you, can only be ants to be crushed in this kind of place. God forbids you to live safely! You know why? Because you're so clean, and you can't get used to being dirty! And finally? It is you who have died, and it is we who are happy and enjoy all the glory and wealth! They are all lowly pariahs, who looks down on whom? ”

Hua Thirteen was stunned for a moment, listening to Grandpa Wei suddenly complaining about the woman and saying so much, as he spoke, Grandpa Wei's eyes seemed to be slightly red, and gradually merged into a cloudy tear, which slid down on his fat powdered face. Hua Thirteen couldn't help but be confused when he saw Gonggong Wei's fierce and sudden reaction.

"I hate it, and when I think of the past, my tears come down. It's really old. What are you doing there? Why don't you go quickly? Father-in-law Wei angrily opened his eyes and painted thirteen obliquely.

It was not early, and the next day the palace test was imminent, this is the most important thing at this moment, he silently left the room of Grandpa Wei, looking back, he heard a faint burst of intermittent, mournful crying in the room, Painting Thirteen thought of Grandpa Wei's words, and his brows became deeper and deeper.

Early the next morning, after the morning bell rang and the heavy snow first stopped, a brilliant glow sprinkled on the silver shimmering snow, and a man in white walked step by step to the top of the main hall with scattered snow marks on the white marble steps. Behind him, closely followed by a clever and white little painter.

Above the main hall, the lights are bright, and there is a brilliant atmosphere. The emperor sat on the dragon chair, the long tables on both sides were full of delicacies, delicacies and wine, and the middle and upper class concubines and ladies in the harem sat down one after another. After the banquet, there was a row of famous musicians waiting for the line, and the music of the silk and bamboo orchestra was about to start.

Sitting next to the emperor is a plump and beautiful woman. From a distance, a dignified and steady, taciturn attitude jumped out, this is the sister of Lord Qiu, Queen Qiu. Queen Qiu held a pair of well-behaved and lovely children in her arms, and firmly held the little prince and the little princess with her thick arms like lotus roots, holding them in the palm of her hand for fear of a little dust. Among the emperor's siblings, only King Xuan was invited to the banquet, and the seat he sat was closest to His Majesty.

"Comparing paintings in front of the palace is a grand event in the palace. The emperor is benevolent, and intends to appreciate the elegant things with the palace people, so it is called 'Qingping Banquet'. When the two painters put down their pens, it was the moment of the Qingping feast! Father-in-law Wei shook off the dust and raised his voice to introduce.

The emperor's voice was as calm as a bell but as gentle as a river: "Painting thirteen, Zhou Qing, how many days are you resting?" ”

Hua Thirteen and Zhou Rong glanced at each other lightly, and replied together: "Holy Lord, everything is fine, just wait for today." ”

"Okay." The emperor nodded with satisfaction, raised his sleeves, and the palace people in the palace moved around one after another, and began to arrange tables and chairs, easels, rice paper, inkstones, and ink ingot pigments with their hands and feet, and they were very busy.

"Wait." Just when everyone was in a hurry, a yin and yang strange voice suddenly came down from the main hall, and the emperor turned his head to look at the person behind him suspiciously, and everyone did not dare to move, and listened to the aftermath.

Gonggong Wei squeezed a thick smile on his face, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, if the slave remembers correctly, this 'Qingping Banquet' has not been opened for many years, and I think it was Taifu Jiang's masterpiece last time." Today, the two painters in the palace, one is trembling, and the other is terrifying, so it is better to let the old slave personally present them with pen and ink to show the emperor's cherishing talent. ”

The emperor's eyes wiped a trace of amazement, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "You are still the most considerate." Today's Qingping banquet has been separated by a full ten years. ”

Gonggong Wei smiled and nodded, then walked down the hall with broken steps, took the plate from the palace man holding the ink ingot, and walked towards Zhou Rong.

Zhou Rong's eyes flickered, and he looked at Gonggong Wei who was approaching step by step with a smirk on his face, and he couldn't help but shudder slightly. And the thirteen eyes of the painting who watched from a distance remained calm, as if he expected what would happen next.

"You, why do you bother?" Zhou Rong's eyes wandered to look at Father-in-law Wei, and then at the two pieces of fine ink ingots on the plate he served, Zhou Rong seemed to want to take a few steps back, and his feet seemed to be glued again.

Gonggong Wei didn't move at all with a smile on his face, his lips grinned skillfully, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth and replied softly: "The new person always has to replace the old one, you don't understand, right?" ”

Zhou Rong glared in surprise, his complicated gaze crossed behind Gonggong Wei, and looked at the calm expression of Hua Thirteen, he took a deep breath, and whispered: "I didn't expect him to follow my old path." ”

"There are many roads in the world, and you still think your path is easy to walk, look at your own virtue now?" Gonggong Wei whispered while smiling casually, picked up an ink ingot and put it in Zhou Rong's inkstone.

"It's not my ingot, it's another ingot." Zhou Rong stopped Gonggong Wei, and his eyes suddenly became vigilant.

When comparing paintings in front of the palace, all the utensils are provided by the palace to show fairness, but there is an unwritten rule that the palace is accustomed to the left, so the things placed on the left side of the plate are used by the court painters, and the right side is presented to the folk painters.

Gonggong Wei smiled lightly and glanced at Zhou Rong's blocking gesture, then slanted towards the top of the main hall, and whispered in a calm voice: "What, is there any difference between these two ink ingots?" Our family presented this ink ingot for the emperor, and Mrs. Zhou stopped our family, there must be a reason, right? ”

Seeing the painting thirteen from a distance, Zhou Rong retracted his hand in a daze, looking at the smile on Wei's father-in-law and the ink ingots that originally belonged to the painting thirteen, Zhou Rong's expression seemed to be a little trance, even frightened, but helpless.

Father-in-law Wei greeted aloud with satisfaction: "After many years, the Qingping banquet will be reopened, and I hope that Mrs. Zhou will represent the Hanlin Painting Garden, so as not to disappoint Mrs. Jiang under Jiuquan!" Mrs. Zhou, why don't you study ink? Are you waiting for our family to serve you? ”