"Big brother, big brother! It's done, it's done! Suddenly, a person pushed the door in one of the gallery's rooms and shouted happily.

"Great!" Xu Da hurriedly closed the door, and asked happily, "Brother, so, Mrs. Zhou promised you?" ”

Xu Fei nodded heavily, his eyes lit up, and his body was full of ambition and pride.

Xu Da happily slapped his thigh, the corners of his mouth were almost to the root of his ears with a smile, and he patted Xu Fei's shoulder heavily, and even a little tear flashed in his eyes excitedly: "Our Xu family's small family is finally going to fly out of the phoenix now!" Brother, you sit down, no, lie down! Rest well! For my brother, I will go out and buy some delicious food and drink and come back, let's celebrate! ”

"I finally lived up to my family's expectations for our brothers' 'soaring'!" Xu Fei was also excited and sighed by Xu Da.

Soon after Xu Da happily went out, Xu Fei, who was still immersed in joy and longing, heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Huh? How are you? Xu Fei thought that Xu Da had committed the mistake of losing everything when he was happy, but when he opened the door, he saw that it was not Xu Da.

"Young Master Xu Fei is deeply favored by my county master. Jun Ma Ye has always taken good care of his own people, and he was worried that Xu Feigongzi was very hard to appreciate and paint, so he sent an old slave to comfort him. ”

The visitor politely smiled at Xu Fei, and presented the wooden box he was holding to Xu Fei.

"Yo! With Lauro's butler, it's really a setback! ”

Xu Fei saw that Steward Luo, who had just been in the Zhou Mansion and was still rushing to his house, came to the door with such low eyebrows at this moment, his face was very bright, and he was even more proud, and he couldn't wait to open the lid after taking the wooden box.

Steward Luo smiled respectfully and said: "What my family means is that I didn't have time to entertain Xu Fei Gongzi for lunch today, and it is not convenient to entertain Xu Gongzi in front of everyone's eyes in the art gallery, so I specially prepared pastries to show Mrs. Zhou's love for talent." ”

Not to mention a box of pastries specially sent to the door by Steward Luo, it is the leftovers of the Zhou Mansion, Xu Fei must be proud to eat them clean. Xu Fei was overjoyed, and said with gratitude:

"Please also ask Steward Luo to thank Mrs. Zhou on his behalf, thanks to Mrs. Zhou's love, Xu Fei must be the only one who looks forward to Mrs. Zhou!"

Steward Luo smiled and complimented a few more words, watching Xu Fei bring the pastry box in with his mouth closed, the corners of his mouth raised silently, and he turned around and went back to the house when he saw that there was no one around.

The twilight is four, and the sunset is thin, as if the hustle and bustle of the daytime has been dispersed by a light Luo small fan. The shouting and selling on the street faded for a while, and they went home to light a fire and cook rice, waiting for the more lively and prosperous night in the capital.

Tracing along the central axis of the whole capital, in the honorable place in the east of the city, a mansion that sits in the north and faces south, the vermilion wall and tiles stand majestically, and there is a powerful stone lion beast on the left and right in front of the door, although it accumulates over time, the wind and rain erodes, but it is still powerful. Occasionally, a few dead leaves fell in front of the door in the north wind, lying quietly, coldly on the steps cut from a single piece of fine white marble.

There is no noise of people here, only a few teams of elite guards in armor and armor walk in front of the door, and they are heavily guarded. What is particularly striking is that in front of this prestigious mansion, there is a half-old barracks tent.

The curtains were rolled high, the beds and tables in the tent were almost all available, and at the head of the bed hung a large knife about two feet long, the blade forged from the finest steel was cold and bright, and the sharp edge was all gathered in the sharkskin scabbard sewn with gold wire, and no one remembered how many enemy soldiers this long knife with a thick layer of dust had been bloody on the battlefield.

Raise your eyes to look around this very simple tent, the most dusty thing is a large wine jar on the table, sold three times a day, the aroma of wine is full of tents, where there is a moment when dust falls, not to mention that this big wine jar is still being held in people's arms and sleeping day and night.

"General? General? A small guard pushed the person who was firmly holding the wine jar and lying on the table heavily, "The brothers are going to eat dinner in turn, do you want the general to eat too?" ”

"Don't, don't move!" Zhang Yueheng, who was full of alcohol, was lying on the table and was asleep, a pair of calloused hands from holding a knife and bending a bow were constantly rubbing on the raised arc of the wine jar, smashing his mouth, and smiling and confiding in his dreams, "Sleeve Niang... Sleeve Niang... In your gentle country... I still... What else are you eating......"

The little guard looked at the old appearance of the general, and was afraid that he would be reprimanded if he really woke him up from his sleep, so he shook his head helplessly, and walked out of the tent to eat.

"Three-two-"

A secretly whispered countdown voice came from the top of the red brick and tile wall, he stepped on something and climbed the wall with his arms, and looked into the tent from a distance with a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, and suddenly, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he whispered with great satisfaction, "One! Sure enough, Old Ghost Zhang didn't come out of the tent, and he must have fallen asleep drunk again. ”

"Your Highness knows himself and his opponent, and he is clever! I really don't know why you have to go out over the wall, and the minions will be trampled into lentils by you......" A miserable cry came from the soles of Yin Chenglian's feet.

"For the sake of business, of course! Little beans, work hard, I'm still a little close, I'll be able to flip up, hurry up! ”

As soon as Yin Chenglian's voice fell, Xiaodouzi was struggling, and as soon as he lifted him to the wall, he caught a glimpse of a group of guards walking by under the wall, and hurriedly rode on the wall, lying down low, Xiaodouzi inside the wall looked up and saw the funny appearance of the dignified son sneakily lying on the vermilion wall, and couldn't help but laugh a few times.

"Go, go!" Yin Chenglian was still arrogant when he was lying on the wall secretly, and he turned his head and shook his sleeves at Xiaodouzi and scolded, "If you dare to tell this matter about His Highness, I will 'click'-ah!" ”

As soon as Yin Chenglian raised his hand and gestured to Xiaodouzi on his neck, he suddenly tilted his whole body and fell down from the wall.

"Your Highness! Your Highness? ”

Little Beanzi was startled, and hurriedly screamed nervously from the wall with his throat suppressed.

"Shh

Yin Chenglian was glad that the guards had gone away, so he hurriedly stopped the little bean, stood up, brushed the soil on his body, straightened the purple jade crown on his head, and brushed his slightly messy sideburns. After taking care of it satisfactorily, he looked back at the plaque of this seemingly magnificent mansion, which was written by the imperial pen in three large gilded characters: Prince's Mansion.

"Hey, life is really up and down."

He retracted his gaze, looked at the empty street outside the wall with self-pity, shook his head gracefully, walked along the long street gracefully, bowed his head gloomily, and muttered with a pair of sword eyebrows:

"But His Royal Highness is still like this, handsome and chic. Tsk, life! ”

As soon as the words fell, Yin Chenglian seemed to hear some slight sound behind him, and turned his head suddenly, but the street was still empty, but he clearly felt that someone was following him just now.

Before he had time to look closely, he caught a glimpse of a drunken burly figure coming out of the tent in front of the mansion. Yin Chenglian saw that it was the general who woke up, and quickly turned around and quickened his pace, hurrying towards the direction of the art gallery, not noticing at all that there was a black shadow perched among the sparse leaves of a tall tree behind him, and a cold eye followed his footsteps closely.

Yin Chenglian went around to a small door in the gallery, sneaked in while no one was paying attention, and was about to tiptoe upstairs, but he caught a glimpse of two people in official uniforms standing around the corner and whispering something together, he hurriedly retracted his feet and hid behind the pillar to whisper.

"Could it be that I am looking at the wrong thing?"

A slightly younger voice asked with some dissatisfaction, "The paintings selected by Mrs. Zhou are obviously all-"

"How's it going? And how? ”

The young voice was interrupted by an old and low rhetorical question, and after a pause, the voice said lightly:

"When I entered the Hanlin Painting Garden, I was also at your age, and I was also like you. But now, the Taifu of the Hanlin Painting Garden has been replaced, and you and I have to change our vision. Do you understand? ”

Yin Chenglian listened to it and knew that these two people were examiners who were reviewing paintings with Zhou Rong, and he was faintly expecting the young examiner to say something to refute a few words, but he only heard the two of them silent for a moment, and then gradually walked away with muffled footsteps.

Yin Chenglian couldn't help frowning, his eyes were slightly dark, he didn't know the atmosphere of the officialdom in the court, but he didn't know that since Jiang Li went, even the Hanlin Painting Garden was no longer a place for pure painting and painting.

It seems that tonight is the right time - Yin Chenglian muttered to himself in his heart while going upstairs to look for the study where the examiners reviewed the paintings.

As the twilight deepens, the candles in the gallery are lit brightly, and the lights are brilliant. After Hua Thirteen woke up from the fainting, he opened his eyes and found that he was already in the wing of the art gallery, and he remembered that he and Chang Ling were in Jingmo's Qin Garden a moment ago, and Jing Mo was concentrating on Chang Ling's eye disease, while he asked her why she went to Chun Manlou to play a dancer......

"Changling, why did I come back?" Painting Thirteen asked, rubbing his groggy forehead.

"You've finally woken up! Naturally, it was Changling who brought you back from Qinyuan. ”

Chang Ling hurriedly poured a cup of tea on the table and handed it to Thirteen, and muttered, "Thirteen Shao, you said that you are really, why are you so greedy when you come to the capital?" I slept before the preliminary trial, slept after the first trial, slept in the gallery, and fell asleep in a drowsy way when I got to the Beijing pharmacist! ”

Hua Thirteen remembered that he fainted in shock after seeing Jingmo's blood-soaked fingertips. He couldn't help but shake his head, a helpless shallow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, this dignified pharmacist actually pinched the patient's fainting blood and subdued himself with the trick of pricking his fingers, what a strange woman who was hot and cold.

"Did she say anything?"

"Jing Yakushi only said that Changling's eyes were very strange, but she didn't know what was going on."

"Nothing else?"

"Hmm. She didn't say anything else. ”

Hua Thirteen stared at Chang Ling's tightly closed eyes, and the words of the empty man sounded in his mind, "It seems to be a sight but not an eye, and it seems to be a blessing but not a blessing", and he couldn't help frowning deeply and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Thirteen's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden sound of drums outside the door, followed by a loud and loud voice accompanied by the sound of drums:

"The results of the preliminary examination have been released, and all the painters immediately gathered in the lobby to clarify their respective goings and stays."

Fate.

Painting Thirteen's heart moved slightly when he heard these two words, and he remembered that before Jiang Li decided to take him into the palace, he also asked him: In the palace, it is not as free as outside the wall, although you are young, you should also decide whether to go or stay for yourself, are you willing to follow me to the Hanlin Painting Garden in the palace?

Willing.

Hua Thirteen still remembered that after he said these two words without hesitation, a warm and warm smile appeared on the face of the always strict and demanding master, and he gently patted his thin shoulder with relief and pity, as if patting away his helpless and lonely fate, but he didn't expect that after going around and around, it was still a cycle of gains and losses, and fate made people.

This time, no one asked him if he wanted to, he knew that he had to stay, he could only stay, he would stay. Painting Thirteen's eyes drooped, slowly opened the door, and stood in the center of the door, watching the crowded and bustling painters rush to the lobby to see the results.

Chang Ling followed closely behind, and heard Hua Thirteen say lightly: "Let's go, this is only the first game." ”