Chapter 1079 - Live Up to Your Promise 1

Chapter 1079 lives up to the truth 1

Li Feng still remembers the world in her previous life, when the last emperor was about to ride a bicycle and was ready to close the threshold, how many people opposed it.

Come to think of it, if Zhu Zixiao was afraid that he would fall, according to the threshold, he would definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame in history, and those literati could not afford to provoke him.

The reason for the destruction of all dynasties is that they met the beauty of the fallen city, and then made the king lose his mind.

What a red face!!

Yes! Bah!

When you men enter the court as officials, you must see if you are well-looking and have any physical disabilities.

Even men are judged by their appearance, and then on the contrary, it is troublesome for women to be too beautiful!

These people with holes in their brains really can't be provoked, they can't be provoked.

Especially now, the emperor has the intention of favoring himself, and he doesn't have so much power, although this kind of thing makes people feel more comfortable, but it's still forgotten.

However, Li Feng's heart was very sweet, and he said to Zhu Zixiao: "Okay, you go and paint, if there is no threshold, you can't pour water into the house when it rains?!" ”

Zhu Zixiao smiled, looked at Li Feng tenderly, and said, "Since you don't agree, forget it." ”

After entering the house, Li Feng subconsciously glanced at the furnishings in the house, which was very tasteful and atmospheric.

A rosewood bookcase, a few chairs, and a few small coffee tables. There are several paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall, and Li Feng paid attention to the payment, it is not a famous masterpiece, it is a book written by Zhu Zixiao.

Although Li Feng's calligraphy and painting are not her strengths, she can still see the level of Zhu Zixiao's works.

It's really good, landscape painting has the artistic conception of landscape painting, and Gongbi painting has the meticulousness of Gongbi painting.

Li Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "You are busy with government affairs on weekdays, and you can't approve the folds, how can you still have time to write and paint?!" ”

Zhu Zixiao smiled and said, "Isn't there still a day of rest?" When there is nothing to do in this palace, it is good to pass the time by drawing. ”

Li Feng heard the helplessness and gloom of loneliness from Zhu Zixiao's words, and his heart was faintly filled with pain, and his eyes deepened when he looked at Zhu Zixiao.

After Zhu Zixiao saw it: "What? Feel sorry for me? Are you planning to come into the palace to accompany me, so that my future life will be more colorful? ”

Li Feng felt that this color should be yellow, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "......" This is true, if you put away the deliberately pretended to be a gentleman, I won't think much about it.

Zhu Zixiao laughed self-deprecatingly, and then said: "Actually, now that I think about it, I am quite conflicted, I want you to enter the palace to accompany me, but I also feel ......that trapping you in the palace will make you lose your freedom, and I am uneasy" sighed.

When Li Feng heard this, he suddenly remembered the verses of the Living Buddha Cangyang Gyatso, and couldn't help but chant in a low voice:

"I have worried about many emotions and damaging the Brahmanic practice,

When you enter the mountains, you may not fall into the city.

The world is safe and perfect,

Live up to it. ”

Zhu Zixiao raised her eyebrows, flashed to Li Feng's side and said, "It's all said, I'm not a beauty!" What's going on with that? Do you want to become a monk? ”

Li Feng saw Zhu Zixiao's nervous appearance, and laughed out loud: "You think too much, this poem was not written by me, the face is what I heard ......"

Then, simply put the living Buddha born next to Cangyang Gyatso, but he is also a lover.

At the age of fifteen, he was taken from the people to the Potala Palace, and until then he had been educated in the custom of marriage. The identity of the living Buddha made it impossible for him to be with his lover, and his amorous nature could not be told simply by the world. (To be continued)