Chu Suiliang silently looked up at the sky: Your Majesty has been a little moody recently, and it is too difficult for a certain little living man, why don't you talk to Yu Xiang another day and let him be in charge of someone else? Yesterday, it was also said that King Teng is like the Li Jiabao tree, with occasional yellow leaves; Green and handsome ride, small flaws are inevitable, but without losing its childish heart, I love it deeply. Today, it has become a vertical again, so how can I record it?

Record what future generations will think of Your Majesty; If you don't record it, what will the people here think? As for what the people here will know, it is taboo here, omitted.

Li Shimin looked at Li Yuanying with a blank look, stood up and brushed his sleeves away, he wanted to find the son and the pheasant slave, lest he strangle a certain erector before going to the tomb!

Gao Jian glanced at the eldest grandson Wuji, and continued to drink tea on the ground with the old god, rarely resting, leaving the opportunity to show the young man, so he didn't follow and left.

Receiving his uncle's eyes, the eldest grandson Wuji stood up and kept up with Li Shimin's pace, and at the same time left Cheng Zhijie, who preferred the style of King Qin's breaking array dance.

It is by no means to prevent the eldest grandson Wuji from ordering eye medicine, if you talk about eye medicine, if a certain old Cheng thinks that he is second, the first can only be Tang Maoyu!

Li Yuanying: "......"

A certain tomorrow will go to Xianling to find Aya, a brother has entered menopause, his temper is irritable and elusive, and it is too difficult!

Walking to Tang Jian's side, Li Yuanying put his arms around his neck and asked, "Tang Fu, where is the strongest wine?" If you want to get drunk, you will rest! ”

"There is a brewed pear blossom white at home, let Cheng Chubi go and get two jars." Tang Jian said with some uncertainty.

King Teng can drink, but he can't get drunk, after all, Qi Niang has not yet entered the palace, and he can't afford to instigate his reputation for getting drunk.

"King Teng, what do you think of these portraits?" Li Chunfeng walked over with a stack of sketches, followed by Yan Liben and Feng Chengsu, the former provincial secretary of the Hongwen Museum.

The reason why the latter can be upgraded to one level is very simple, the writing method of King Teng's Burrow, he can write seventy percent of the charm, and the remaining one is a little jerky because of the scatteredness, which was skipped by him, and the blue is better than the blue. As for the two percent that were not mentioned, it was very simple, there was no sword intent.

Yu Shinan therefore recommended him to enter the Hongwen Museum, and after Li Shimin read the words, he thought that he could be a school scholar. He was selected by Li Chunfeng again and followed him to learn portrait sketching.

"What's the best thing about Peony Maiko?" Li Yuanying asked while looking at the portrait.

"The hair is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the fluttering is like the snow of the wind." Li Chunfeng was silent for a while, and then said softly. "I understand, thank you for the axe."

Following the eyes, demeanor, and gestures, King Teng finally said that the overall defect was over, and he believed that it would not be long before he could become a master of a generation of painting schools.

Yan Liben's eyes are brighter, that is to say, not only the picture should be a little eye-catching, but also the specific characters, and the different eye-catching points should harmoniously assist the overall eye-catching, forming a local wonderful overall more wonderful picture!

"Does Gong Yuan have a letter?" After reading the sketch, Li Yuanying returned it to Li Chunfeng and asked softly. Tai Shi Ling studied the paintings, which was good for drawing star maps, and they would one day make astronomical telescopes. The first person to draw the moon was Galileo, who used a self-made telescope that could magnify more than 30 times to discover that the moon was covered with valleys and drew a map of the moon.

In the era when there was no photographic surveying and mapping, all those who studied science and technology or craftsmen were also highly talented painters, otherwise they would not be able to accurately express what they saw or what they thought.

In fact, science and art are not opposites, but two little partners who complement each other, achieve each other, and make progress together.

"Everything is normal in Luoyang and Yangzhou, and there are no accidents." Li Chunfeng sat down on the low couch next to him and changed the sketch he had drawn. Master is in Luoyang, Wei Gong is in Yangzhou, if there is a situation, it will never be a problem with the voting organ, but a big problem that will affect Datang.

"You watch as you like, and go back to your house to rest." Li Yuanying stood up and left with Tang Jian and Li Jing. Last night, I debugged overnight, but fortunately, there were enough people on duty on the left and right guards, and I only slept for an hour, so I couldn't hold it anymore.

"The prince walks slowly." Li Chun didn't raise his head, and said casually.

Yan Liben's gaze followed the tip of Li Chunfeng's pen and didn't even say a word.

Feng Chengsu: "......"

That one...... Don't you have to take a few steps out? This is His Majesty's younger brother, not the little Langjun of his colleague's family!

"Concentrate on the painting." Li Chunfeng said in a cold voice. Last night, the master made a hexagram for King Teng, saying that he would have a catastrophe today, and there was no danger, so he asked him not to leave with him.

Who is idle and has nothing to do? It's not easy to have a good life, it's like you can really change it...... Court-like. What about when we're all air?

Air, King Teng's statement, when Wei Xuancheng said, the original words were: Do you think you are water, and whoever leaves you will be thirsty, or do you think that you are air, and whoever leaves you will not be able to breathe? Even if you want to be a green onion, I don't want to use your dipping sauce yet!

The angry Wei Xuancheng didn't even participate in the banquet, the real reason is: he wants face.

Master said that the best way to deal with King Teng is that he is more skinny, and you are more skinny than him. He's a scoundrel, you're a scoundrel than him. He doesn't want face, and you don't want more face than him. And keep in mind the most important thing: what exactly do you want to discuss? You must not be led by him, if you follow his train of thought, no one will pay attention to what you want to discuss.

Feng Chengsu restrained his thoughts, responded softly, and no longer thought about anything else.

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Qujiangchi is a little far away from Qinrenfang, walk straight along the street on the south side of Qinglongfang, after arriving at Qixiamen Street, all the way to the north, you can reach Qinrenfang, and there are many temples that need to be passed. It's just that people gather in Qujiangchi today, not to mention the scarcity of cars and horses in front of the temple, and there are not a few pilgrims.

Zhao'enfang Ci'en Temple (not the Ci'en Pagoda built later by the black pheasant, the former Zhaolu County Lady Sun Shili, Zhenguan 23 years to Ci'en Temple and Hongji Temple to change residence, move Shengye Fang, Shenlong changed to Chongji Temple) The little novice at the door of the door slightly drooped his head, dozed off in the sun, occasionally a stir, to see that there was no one around, and then continued to doze off.

A few years later, when the little novice recalled this day, he was still very confused, wondering when there were so many people hidden in the temple.

After Li Yuanying got into the car, he hugged the big cotton-filled pillow, fell asleep in seconds, and snored softly.

Li Jing and Tang Jian glanced at each other, one took out a towel to wipe the sword in his hand, and the other took out a book to look through, living in peace and not disturbing each other.

The prince drove in a mighty car, walking lazily and lazily, and no one thought that anyone would dare to assassinate King Teng in broad daylight.

As soon as I passed by the entrance of Ci'en Temple, a row of people appeared on the wall of the "aggressive ......" temple, and they aimed to shoot arrows at Li Yuanying's carriage......

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