Chapter 097: The Difference Between Brother and His Majesty
Yuan Tiangang bowed slightly and said: "Back to Your Majesty, what you and Gongsun Bai saw with their own eyes was actually written by King Teng, and they dare not deceive." β
Gongsun Bai: "......"
This kind of writing has never been seen before, who can bring a pen? If anyone could really write such a masterpiece, he would have been famous all over the world and would have been admitted to the Hongwen Museum as a bachelor.
Li Shimin put down Princess Jinyang and carefully looked at the words on the painting...... After half a cup of tea, he turned around and slapped Li Yuanying on the head, and said angrily: "Come to visit Cai's house together, drive Qianxun on the ground, and sit down on the Xiyan Rock, who do you want to go with?" Li Yuanying, listen to me, if you dare to go into the mountains to cultivate, I will burn where you go! β
Yuan Tiangang looked up at the sky: "......"
This is the difference between the elder brother and His Majesty, if it is written by someone else, His Majesty will only think that he has noble ambitions, and may even give him the title of a real person. As an elder brother, he just wants his younger brother to enjoy the prosperity of the world.
Gongsun Bai looked down at the floor, a certain ornament, an ornament with no sense of existence.
Ban Qian...... Ban Qian was busy carving water patterns with a carving knife and didn't hear half a word.
Pei Qiqi hid in the corner, hung his head slightly, and his eyes were red: ...... I think Aya and A-Niang, I really want to ......
Li Chunfeng was holding a carving knife and studying the parts carved out by Li Yuanying, studying which knife and which technique would do better. How does Your Majesty treat King Teng, hasn't you seen enough over the years? There is no need to look at it again, as a proof of their brotherly affection.
"Brother, this font is written with Wei Xuancheng's pillar inscription, and it is not suitable!" Li Yuanying held her head and avoided it, and said very aggrievedly. "Don't worry, I will never go into the mountains to cultivate, even if I am willing to give you up, I am also reluctant to give up my son and pheasant slave!"
Rubbing his head, he added in a low voice: "Burning mountains is too wasteful, not to mention that it does not conform to the principle of rational use of resources, and the flowers and plants are too innocent." β
A certain is not a meson who does not seek profit, and he will not resolutely not go out of the mountain, and finally died by fire. Besides, there is already a cold food festival, and you can't seem to seal another cold food festival to send condolences.
Princess Jinyang stopped in front of Li Yuanying, and said with a slight mouth: "Aya, you can't hit Uncle Ah anymore, Sun Gong said that it is very likely that he will be beaten stupid!" β
Sun Gong's medical skills are very good, Wei Gong said that he is stronger than him, and he prefers to boil medicine and alchemy to treat small animals.
Li Yuanying: "......"
Little son, are you sure you say that, don't you think your Aya will be even more angry? Also, if I'm really stupid, it seems that you are the one who loses the most!
Hugging Princess Jinyang, Li Shimin began to explain the poem written by Li Yuanying to her from the first word, his voice was soft and elegant, as if the anger just now was just someone else's illusion, "...... The spring spring is under the jade boil, and the blue bird is to Jinhua. Emperor Han looked at the peach pit, and the Marquis of Qi asked the jujube flower ......"
Li Yuanying obediently walked to the tea eucalyptus, knocked the tea, grinded the tea, boiled the tea, and the elder brother spoke like a winter baking pedant, chewing the words, chattering, and endlessly. Li Zhi took a small hammer, knocked walnuts and pine nuts, and had small snacks to eat, so that the son would not feel too boring. For the little girl, Aya is a little complicated.
The main hall of the Tibetan Sword Garden entered a strange and harmonious silence, the sound of books, the sound of boiling tea, the sound of small hammers, the sound of carving knives cutting through wood, and the sound of Li Jing and Yuan Tiangang discussing sword moves on the other side, Yu Shinan sat in the Burrow, studying the conversion between handwriting.
Pei Qiqi looked at Li Shimin and Princess Jinyang enviously, and watched the corners of his mouth gradually rise, and relief flashed in his eyes...... Master said that everyone has their own opportunities, go with the flow, and do nothing.
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March 12, sunny, sky without ...... There are clouds, and the wind is smooth
On the side of the Qujiang Pond, people and horses are jubilant, uh-uh-uh...... Chang'an is rich and powerful, and they will not walk when they travel. As for how lively the scene is, think about the people who count down to the New Year's Eve at landmarks around the country during the New Year every year, if you don't have an intuitive impression, think about the star concert, represented by the fast use of nunchucks.
Under the planning and arrangement of Fang Qiao as the commander-in-chief, people from all over the place entered the square in a safe and orderly manner, and the people with flying flower orders entered a specific area, which was also the best place to watch the performance, second only to the five professional judges.
The five professional judges are from the Left and Right Teaching Workshops, the Taile Department, the Advocacy Department and the Hongwen Museum. The performance form and connotation of the contestants will be comprehensively evaluated from the three major aspects of song, dance and music.
After preliminary screening, the seventy-two groups passed (Li Yuanying required that the seventy-two groups must be selected, otherwise the group of people in the teaching workshop could directly make it to the finals), and they competed for the top 36 places today, eliminated one-on-one, and the order of appearance and the players were determined by drawing.
The doctor of the teaching workshop questioned the fairness, and Li Yuanying said in a casual tone: "Luck is also part of strength. β
They all quieted down, and no longer dwelled on the issue, and there would never be more than three of them anyway.
It's just that they forgot a very important question, this time the selection of the Oiran was chosen by the 600 people who had the Flying Flower Order, and their selection criteria would never be: who was more professional.
Thinking about those auditions and beauty pageants, it is estimated that only the band's choice will be professional, because their performances are originally based on who is more explosive, who is more burning, and who is more exciting to the audience.
Li Yuanying was a little nostalgic for the green years when he liked rock and roll, and said infinitely: "The son said on the river, the deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. β
"Uncle, why don't we have the right to vote?" Princess Jinyang asked curiously. As for the sentence that Uncle sighed, Aya said that Uncle is currently in a state where he always wants to pretend to be mature, ignore him, and he will return to normal after a while.
Li Yuanying raised his hand and scratched the nose of Jinyang Xiaobaozi, and said with a smile: "If you participate in the vote, others will not be able to choose, and they can only abstain for the sake of safety, which is too unfair to them." β
There is no imperial power in later generations, and every time I go out to eat with my colleagues, if the big boss participates, the right to order food has to be pushed back and forth, which is very complicated.
"If there is something you particularly like, write it down first, after the Oiran selection, you can ask Pei She or Cui She to invite them to enter the Teng Wangfu to show you."
It is not good during the competition, it will also affect the choice of others, and it will also add unnecessary pressure to other performers.
Yu Shinan nodded with satisfaction, King Teng had too much influence on Princess Jinyang and King Jin, and it was naturally better to guide them in a better direction.
Now no one will question King Teng anymore, a Burrow inscription, a wild grass, and a sea pomegranate flower, which is enough to crush most people, including those Hongwenguan talents. The original laziness has become a celebrity style, and he does it spontaneously.
In addition to the necessary personnel on duty, people from all over the prefecture who could come came to Qujiangchi, and the Oiran selection contest was originally only selected by a limited number of people in Pingkangli, so lively, except for Shangyuan Day, there had never been.
βduangββduangββduangββ¦β¦ Three drums sounded, and the preliminary round began!
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