When Lu Dingfu came in to reply, he saw the silk on the nanmu easel in front of Liu Ke, and he was surprised at the moment, thinking that the master had not done this for some years.

The painting is about to be completed, and Liu Ke is lifting the pen to do the final dyeing.

"Master, the porter reported that Lord Weng had returned, and His Royal Highness King Xin sent Lord Weng back."

"Hmm." Liu Ke snorted lightly, still holding his breath and concentrating on dyeing the painting.

"Master, do you still need to invite the master?" Lu Dingfu asked.

"No need," Liu Ke finally stopped writing, looked up and said, "Go and ask His Royal Highness King Xin to come in." ”

"Brother Huang is really interested." Liu Chen walked into the study with his hands behind his back, and Lu Dingfu hurriedly saluted and withdrew.

The wooden shaft of the easel turned and stood up. The high autumn is far away, the moonlight is like water, and the palace wall is bleak. A woman clad in a big red feather satin stood outside the palace wall with her hands folded. The figure is curvy, and the eyebrows and eyes are frowning.

"After all these years, the emperor's painting skills are not unfamiliar at all. Layered and blended, very fine and delicate. Liu Chen stepped forward to take a closer look and said with a smile, "This is not an inscription yet, it should be a picture of a beautiful woman looking at the moon." ”

Liu Ke smiled and held the pen to write an inscription.

Liu Chen came over to take a look, and the question turned out to be: Poor little Jing Zhijiang is here.

Liu Chen walked a few steps, sat down on the Nanmu chair next to him, put away the joke on his face, and said: "Interest, I heard that Concubine Xian Niangniang has made up her mind and wants to mention it to her father and marry Yan'er to the Wei family." ”

"I know this, I will dissuade the concubine." Liu Ke's tone also deepened.

"Concubine Xian Niangniang is the mother of the imperial brother, and I shouldn't say much about this matter, but in the current situation, I can't help but worry about the imperial brother. The Wei family is secondary, and the most important thing is the father's heart. My father was suspicious, and he was most worried about forming a party. What's more, now there is Xuan Shouzi's demon who fanned the flames......"

"Old Seven!" Liu Ke interrupted Liu Chen sharply, "There are some things that I can't say." ”

Liu Chen smiled, held the teacup on the small table next to him, stood up leisurely, and said while plucking the tea stalk in the teacup: "Naturally, I don't have to be afraid, I have no official or position, I can't get into the eyes of that old Taoist, and I fall into a chic and comfortable way." ”

Liu Ke looked at this unruly seventh brother, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

There was a commotion outside the study, Liu Chen walked outside and looked outside: "Yo, this begonia flower is blooming so well." Especially these pots of white begonias, among the brilliant colors, they are even more delicate and elegant. ”

Lu Dingfu was watching several florists move all kinds of newly bloomed begonia flowers under the porch, pointing out the decoration and trimming. Seeing Liu Ke and Liu Chen walking out, he stepped forward to reply and wait for instructions.

Liu Ke looked at the gorgeous begonia flowers in the yard, pointed to a few pots of white begonias, and said, "Send those pots to the meditation garden." ”

In the spring of the sixteenth year of the Qianyuan Dynasty, Qin Tianjian set up an altar on the sacrificial rooftop to observe the image. Xuan Shouzi's divination approval, saying that there will be ghosts and ghosts this year, and sovereignty is contesting, and it should be in the East Palace. As soon as the murderous elephant came out, for a while, rumors and suspicions arose in the imperial city.

Early in the morning, Xuan Shouzi, who presided over the puja, was invited to the imperial court to interpret the approval for stargazing. The emperor listened to the Heavenly Master's explanation, the door of the inner hall was closed, and the palace people and inner supervisors waiting outside the hall were a little nervous.

For a long time, Xuan Shouzi was dressed in a crane, stroked his beard, and walked away on the front porch of Zichen Palace. I met a person head-on, it was the crown prince Liu Ke.

"His Royal Highness the Prince," Xuan Shouzi bowed slightly, his long eyes narrowed slightly, and he stroked his beard and said, "The Holy Lord and the Poor Dao are very worried about the East Palace. ”

"Master Lao bothered, this palace has thanked the Heavenly Master." Liu Ke immediately gave up his hand and prepared to leave.

"If Li Niangniang and the prince feel that the old monk is useless one day, the disciples of the poor Dao are all three, or they can help the prince and go to the mansion to preach and drive away this ghostly thing."

Liu Ke thanked him.