Chapter 201: How good is Chengjin

Xiao Shangyi, who followed next to her, nodded: "Remember." ”

"She is also surprised, she will enter the palace at that time to suppress the talents of Dafu Palace, tsk" Yang Shangfu sighed: "I can still come out after being degraded into the East Garden." went around and lived in the Nanxun Palace. ”

Yang Shangfu turned his head to look at Xiao Shangyi, with a smile and mystery on his face: "Do you know about Nanxun Palace?" ”

Xiao Shangyi nodded: "Listen." ”

"I hanged people in the morning, and I moved in in the afternoon. In this harem, is there anyone bolder than her? Yang Shangfu said, sighing: "The general is looking at it, and she is just a soft and weak woman." ”

Yang Shangfu said, listening to the words, he didn't know what to think, and laughed lukewarmly. Then he muttered: "Just like this, if you dare to strangle someone, no one will believe you when you say it." ”

Xiao Shangyi heard it behind him, and couldn't help but answer: "I don't know my heart. ”

Yang Shangfu nodded, and then shook his head: "You don't know what she did in the Yiluan Hall that day." Listen to Lao Chen"

"Alright." Xiao Shangyi interrupted Yang Shangfu's words: "After so many years, don't you know how not to listen to indecent things, and don't say indecent things?" Beware of the evil that comes out of the mouth. ”

"That is, you and I will say a few more words. I wouldn't dare to do that. Yang Shangfu turned his head, looked at Gong Dao, and then nodded: "But too, you shouldn't say more."

Let's go, have you thought about the people recommended by your bureau? ”

Six rounds, each with 24 divisions. There are female officers in each department, and they are all qualified to be promoted. In this way, each bureau can recommend at least five to eight maidservants for reference.

Xiao Shangyi shook his head: "It's not decided yet, I'll be ready to go back now." ”

As he spoke, the two of them quickened their steps and walked towards the Shangyi Bureau and the Shangfu Bureau.

In the imperial study, Li Jianzhi served Emperor Joan of Arc and painted. It was the appearance of the pickaxe capital, and as far as the eye could see, there was a continuous roof.

Emperor Joan of Arc added and changed, and sometimes retreated half a step to take a look. After finishing the painting, I looked at it for a long time, but I couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. So he couldn't help but nod the words in his hand: "Li Jianzhi, what do you think of my painting?" ”

Li Jianzhi looked at it and nodded seriously: "The pickaxe capital painted by the emperor is very similar to what you look at from the Wangtian Tower." ”

"Good eye." Emperor Joan of Arc's eyebrows stretched and said with satisfaction: "I painted it according to the appearance of looking at the sky. You have seen it. ”

"It's hard for slaves and maids to draw this image." Li Jianzhi was rightly flattering.

Emperor Joan of Arc held the ink-stained pen in his hand, looked at the drawing for a while, and pointed with the tip of the pen: "Hang it up." ”

Li Jianzhi stepped forward, carefully picked it up with the little waiter next to him, and then let the little waiter put it on the easel next to him and hang it up.

The maid of the palace in front of the palace on the other side had already stepped forward to lay out another piece of paper to be used, retreated to the side and stood silently.

Li Jianzhi glanced at the palace maid, and then stepped forward and said, "This paper is the birth announcement that the old slave only got back from the Shangyi Bureau today." It is said that it was cloud paper bought by Wuyunfang. Everybody try it to work. ”

Nowadays, cloth is mostly used for painting, but these days the emperor uses paper.

Hearing Li Jianzhi's words, Emperor Joan of Arc dipped the wolf in ink, thought about it, and then put down the pen. The ink blurs on the paper, the tip of the pen crosses, and the clouds flow smoothly. The feeling of being able to collect water and ink and rich Huazi made Emperor Joan of Arc nodded: "Not bad." Go back and get more. ”

"Yes." Li Jianzhi responded, and then stepped forward to personally take the inkstone in the hand of the little chamberlain, and grinded it: "When the old slave went to the Shangyi Bureau today, he actually met Wen Cairen in the Shanggong Bureau halfway. ”

Emperor Joan of Arc paused and looked at Li Jianzhi: "What did she do when she went to the Shanggong Bureau?" ”

Li Jianzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "The old slave also wondered, thinking about what she was doing with a good talented person going to the Shanggong Bureau, so I took a look there."

No one can guess what Wen Cairen is doing there. ”

"A handful of old bones are still sold in front of me." Emperor Zhende was in a good mood, and he didn't blame Li Jianzhi, so he said straightforwardly: "What did she do there?" ”

"Isn't there an assessment of the maids in front of the palace before the winter solstice in the inner palace every year. Pick out the best maid and serve the emperor in front of the palace. Li Jianzhi said.

Hearing this, Emperor Joan of Arc nodded, and turned his head to look at the palace maid Cheng Jin standing behind him.

"What, she wants to recommend her maid to take the exam?" Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head, and when he put down his pen, he said casually: "There is a half-green and not yellow little maid beside her, who comes to serve in my palace?" She did it too. ”

"You're wrong." Li Jianzhi smiled and said, "Wen Cairen recommended himself. ”

Emperor Zhende paused, turned his head to look at Li Jianzhi, and said in surprise: "Who does she recommend?" ”

"Myself." Li Jianzhi replied with a smile.

Emperor Joan of Arc laughed and straightened up.

"Is she too idle?" Emperor Joan of Arc said. I don't know if I'm talking to Li Jianzhi or talking to myself. Since he was demoted to the East Garden, he has never appeared in front of him again. Except for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I thought she had seen it, and she didn't fight or grab. I still think that it is better to do this, so as not to make myself unhappy. I don't know what kind of medicinal food I made for myself when I turned around.

I didn't eat it, but I finally did it. At that time, I couldn't eat anything, so I was sent back, thinking that I would at least send it for a few days later.

As a result, there was no afterword, like water dripping into a lake, silently, never again. I thought it was because I was too arrogant and didn't bend my waist for five buckets of rice.

Now she is still shy about taking the former palace maid. That's all she could come up with.

"I really tried my best to get close to me." Emperor Joan of Arc said words of reprimand, but his face was still relaxed, and he could see that he was in a good mood.

"That's why everyone is so charming." Li Jianzhi took the words next to him and said flatteringly.

Emperor Zhende laughed when he heard this, turned his head to look at Li Jianzhi with his hands on his waist and said, "Old things, they like to pat on the back." Saying that, Emperor Joan of Arc turned his head and looked at Cheng Jin, the palace maid behind him, who had been silent, and said, "Speaking of which, Cheng Jin was also selected." ”

Cheng Jin smiled gently, but did not raise his head, still lowered his eyebrows, and bowed uprightly: "Back to everyone's words, exactly." ”

"Look, how good it is to be like this." Joan of Arc the Emperor. He is extremely satisfied with the palace maids selected every year. The service is very intimate, and after strict teaching, the affairs in his palace will never be probed by the concubines outside: "The palace maid, at least it must be like this." ”

"Everyone praised the slave and the maid. It's just a servant, how to compare with a talented person. Cheng Jin said modestly.

Chengjin has an excellent temperament, but he looks very ordinary. It's the kind of look that you can't find in the crowd. However, such an appearance is suitable for serving the emperor closely, so as not to be distracted. It is even more difficult for the palace maid to be selfish.