Three or four maidservants carried the table and moved the bench, spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the wide table one by one, and then carefully spread out Zhao Ji's painting.

Mo Yunxiao and Mrs. Wei came to the table. Mo Yunxiao rolled up her sleeves and propped her hands on the table, staring intently at the painting, while Madame Wei was grinding it for her. Zeng Bu and the Mo family were standing on one side of everyone's dinner table, looking at them quite nervously.

"It's broken, it's broken......" Zhang Yuner stomped around, complaining: "It's hard to get out, it's ...... Isn't that self-inflicted? ”

"Mother! Calm down! Mo Yunxiang persuaded her a little anxiously.

Mrs. Wei polished the ink, looked sideways at Mo Yunxiao and said, "Helu, you should paint well." ”

"Hmm." Mo Yunxiao nodded, dipped her pen in ink, and said, "Thank you, Yuru." Mrs. Wei also nodded and walked away with a smile.

Mo Yunxiao held the brush, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and began to paint.

Mo Yunxi suddenly whispered to Li Xianmo: "Mother, I look a little familiar with this painting. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Li Xian Moth glared at her and said, "This is the official Mobao, where are you going." ”

Mrs. Wei also said to Zeng Bu: "I have been friends with Helu for many years, but I didn't know that she still had this talent. ”

Zeng Bu nodded approvingly, and praised: "This woman is deeply hidden, not simple." ”

But looking at Mo Yunxiao, sometimes galloping, sometimes contemplating, looking serious and devoted.

Zeng Bu looked at her and admired endlessly: "This woman is really stunning, no wonder the official family intends to accept her as a concubine." ”

"What?" Mrs. Wei was taken aback and said, "The official family wants Nahelu as a concubine?" ”

Zeng Bu nodded and said, "The official family has expressed this intention, but maybe it is also a joke. ”

Mrs. Wei glanced at the corner of her mouth and said, "As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, if this is the case, it will be difficult to see Helu in the future." I won't let her do that. ”

Mo Yunxi suddenly whispered, "Ah! I remember. I look at the brushwork of this painting, which is very similar to the folding fan that Zhao Pang Zhao Gongzi gave me. Mother! I'll show you. ”

Li Xian Mo was very impatient and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense! You know what calligraphy and painting, chew your tongue here! ”

Mo Yunxi was reprimanded by his mother, so he naturally didn't dare to say any more.

After a while, Mo Yunxiao put away the brush, quite complacently admiring the painting that he and Song Huizong Zhao Ji had completed together, and said: "It's a pity that this pen is not a paintbrush, and it is not very easy to use." But it doesn't hurt. ”

Everyone rushed to the table to watch. I saw a fierce and sturdy tiger lying next to the scholar in the picture, with an open mouth and roaring. The tiger's hair stood on end, its beard was like a halberd, its eyes were like bells, and its teeth were sharp like knives.

"Ahh The timid Mo Yunxi was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Mrs. Wei smiled: "Miss Yunxi, this is a fake big worm, don't panic." ”

"Oh." Mo Yunxi was shocked for a moment, peeked at it, and then said: "The female brother's painting skills are so exquisite, and the painting is too similar." ”

"Humph! Wonder is the daughter of ignorance! Mo Yunxiang couldn't help but sneer.

Let's look again, it turns out that this crouching tiger is not the only wonderful brush in this painting, in the surging waterfall can be seen rising mist, behind the water curtain can faintly see dragon scales. On both sides of the waterfall, there can also be a dragon head and a dragon tail in the mist, which is also lifelike.

Mo Yunxiao introduced: "The scholar is next to the crouching tiger, and the dragon is hidden in the waterfall. This is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. This is the image of the emperor, Mr. Zeng dedicated this painting to the official family, and the official family must be happy. ”

Zeng Bu couldn't help but clap his hands and exclaimed, "Wonderful, wonderful." Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is indeed more innovative than strange rocks and flowers, and it is also more imperial. Yikes! Miss Mo is really a shocking talent, not under the official family! ”

"Sir is overrated." Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly and bowed in greetings.

Mrs. Wei was even more pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly came up and shook Mo Yunxiao's hand, and said, "Helu! I often rely on my talents, and I am not under Qin Shaoyou. But I didn't know that my confidant and friend was not only a chivalrous woman, but also a talented woman. Helu! How can you hide it from me after all these years! ”

Mo Yunxiao smiled faintly and said, "Where can I." I just thought my drawing skills were rough and I was ashamed to see people. Today, I only thanked Mr. Zeng and Yuru for their kindness, so I dared to give it a try. ”

Mo Yunxiao made up for Zhao Guan's paintings, which can be regarded as a matter of Zeng Bu's heart. So everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp for a while, and dispersed happily,

The evening breeze blows through the window. Mo Yunxiao was about to take off her clothes and rest, but she heard a knock on the door. She hurriedly put on her clothes and asked, "Who's coming?" ”

"It's me, big girl." Mo Yunxi's voice was a little hasty, but it was also recognizable.

"Yunxi?" Mo Yunxiao was a little strange, I don't know why she came to find her late at night. So she lit the lamp again, opened the door and welcomed Mo Yunxi in. Mo Yunxi frowned, looking preoccupied.

Mo Yunxiao invited her to sit down and asked, "It's late at night, why don't you rest?" ”

"Big girl, you can save me." Mo Yunxi suddenly grabbed Mo Yunxiao's hand, his eyes full of pleading. However, what she said was endless, which made Mo Yunxiao even more strange.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yunxiao asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Yunxi was so anxious that he almost cried, and choked up and said, "Big girl, do you remember the Zhao Pang Gongzi who came to our house to fight tea last time?" ”

"yes, yes." Mo Yunxiao asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"I suspect that he is an official!" As soon as Mo Yunxiao's words came out, it was really earth-shattering. Mo Yunxiao: "Ah! He let out a scream and stood up.

Mo Yunxi hurriedly pulled her to sit down and said, "He gave me a folding fan last time. I saw that the painting on this fan was very good, so I kept it on my body, but fortunately they didn't search for it when I raided my house. ”

As she spoke, she took out the folding fan, handed it to Mo Yunxiao and said, "Brother, please take a look." Is this painting and the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" you made up today from the handwriting of one person? ”

Mo Yunxiao unfolded the folding fan and looked at it carefully. I saw that this fan was painted with tall pine and bamboo and wild geese on the horizon, the artistic conception was lofty, and the pen was vigorous, and it was really the same style as the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon".

Mo Yunxiao put down the folding fan and muttered, "Zhao Pang! Zhao Pang! Yikes! He is really an official! ”

"Ahh Mo Yunxi hurriedly asked, "How do you say this?" ”

Mo Yunxiao grabbed her daughter's palm and wrote on it with her fingers: "Look, isn't the word 'Pang' a 'Guang' plus a 'dragon'?" Pang Zhe, the vast dragon also. And he took the word Ji. Today's name is Zhao Ji. This word 'Ji' is taken apart, isn't it just one person and one auspicious? Then who else can he be if he is not an official! ”

"Then this ......" Mo Yunxi panicked, tears burst out of his eyes, and said, "Then didn't I commit the great crime of bullying the king?" ”

Mo Yunxiao groaned slightly, pressed her hand, and said, "That being said. But he who does not know is not guilty. He came to the tea fight and did not reveal his identity. Also, isn't it ridiculous that the dignified son of heaven actually went to the people to tease the girl who was not out of the cabinet! If he is to blame, let's shake out the cause and effect of this incident to see if he dares or not! ”

Mo Yunxi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "How can we coerce the official family?" ”

"Humph! Aren't the officials human? Mo Yunxi smiled contemptuously and said, "If you are human, you have weaknesses. Yunxi, you go back to sleep peacefully, don't be afraid of him. ”

"Oh......" Mo Yunxi still said in a bit of a panic: "Since this is the case, you know about this matter, please don't leak it out." ”

Mo Yunxiao nodded slightly and said, "That's nature." You can rest assured. ”

"Definitely! Certain! Mo Yunxi got up from his seat, and he didn't forget to tell his brother. You must help me keep this secret! She walked out the door, but her head looked back, but she tripped over the threshold, and she screamed "oops" and almost fell. Mo Yunxiao hurriedly went up to support her, and comforted her a few more words, and then watched her gradually leave. But even so, Mo Yunxi still looked back from time to time, not knowing whether it was out of gratitude or guilt, or worried about his "crime of bullying the king".

It wasn't until she disappeared from Mo Yunxiao's sight that the little smile on her face gradually dissipated. She looked at the starry night sky, listened to the "chirping" of birds, and suddenly felt like a world away.

"I didn't expect me to pass by the great painter Song Huizong?" She couldn't help laughing, laughing at the absurdity of her fate and the impermanence of this era.

She retreated to her room and closed the door gently. She paced back and forth in the room, her thoughts chaotic: "What kind of person is the real Song Huizong?" Is he a complete faint king, as historians say? However, whether he is a faint monarch or not, his 'thin gold style' calligraphy and the vigorous development of 'painting' have had a profound impact on the art of later generations of China, and it is not too much to say that it is 'flowing for centuries'.

She remembered the day Qiu Feng raided the house, it seemed that he picked up the fan, and then said: "Vassalage is elegant and sour!" Isn't this sentence just scolding the owner of this fan? Who is this owner? It's the day!

"If you want revenge, you can just borrow a knife to kill!" Mo Yunxiao suddenly had such a bold idea: "I want to borrow the knife of Song Huizong to kill Qiu Feng!" ”

She paced as she thought about how to carry out this plan, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she immediately put on her coat and went out the door......

Soon, it was dawn. This day was supposed to be a rest day, that is, a "rest day" for the ministers, and it was not used to go to court. However, Zeng Bu still came to the Xuande Gate in a sedan chair.

"I don't want soup cakes today." When the sedan chair landed, Zeng Bu opened the sedan curtain and said. "Yes, yes." The sedan chair man answered, and said with a smile: "Let's come early today, and it's not too late for the master to come out of the palace later." ”

Zeng Bu got off the sedan chair, bowed to the guard in front of the Xuande Gate, and said: "The old minister Zeng Bu has completed the painting of the official family, and I have come to ask to see him." After speaking, he bowed respectfully.

Of course, the guards knew him, and after quickly going to report it, they let Zeng Bu in.

Zeng Bu went to the imperial study under the leadership of Zhang Di in the big escort class, and saw Zhao Ji wearing a swallow suit and holding a book in front of the plan. So he stepped forward, bowed before the threshold before entering the inner room, and said, "Chen Zengbu has seen the official family. ”

Zhao Ji was invested in reading the book, but Zeng Bu had already come to his side. So he put down the book in his hand, went up to help Zeng Bu up, and said, "Sir, why be polite. I heard that my husband completed my painting? But Mrs. Zun's idea? ”

Zeng Bu smiled and said, "It's better to ask the official family to look at the painting first." ”

So he held the painting tube to Zhang Di, who walked over and unveiled the vertical landscape painting with another little eunuch.

Zhao Ji took a closer look, and couldn't help but shine brightly. The boy in the painting was dressed as a scholar, but there was a tiger next to him, which added a bit of domineering, and then looked at the dragon shape faintly visible in the waterfall, which was even more desirable.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! Zhao Ji kept tapping his palm with a folding fan and said: "Such a tiger is really an emperor!" I believe that this painting is by no means something that can be done by ordinary painters. Those who can make this painting must be a husband with armor on his chest. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around again and asked Zeng Bu with a full of surprise: "Sir, who made up this painting?" ”

Zeng Bu was a little apprehensive, leaned over and said: "The minister doesn't dare to deceive, the ...... who made this painting" He glanced at Zhang Di before saying: "It's Mo Yunxiao." ”

"Mo Yunxiao?" Zhao Ji and Zhang Di exclaimed at the same time, and couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Yes." Zeng Bu explained: "The official family also said that the ministers should take good care of the Mo family. Uchiko picked them all up, and accidentally saw the official family's Mobao. ”

Zhao Ji smiled and asked, "What do you have to say?" ”

Zeng Buluo recalled and remembered Mo Yunxiao's words, so he said: "She said that the official family has a foundation of Huang Tingjian. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and he turned around a little incredulously, and asked, "Did she really say that?" ”

"That's true." Zeng Bu smiled and said, "The minister doesn't understand elegance and can't say such things." ”

Zhao Ji pondered for a long time before he smiled again, and said while pacing: "It's really wonderful! It's getting more and more interesting. Zhang Di, did you say yes? ”

Zhang Di looked at the painting blankly, and also exclaimed: "Interesting and interesting." I really didn't expect that 'female Yama' to be so talented! ”

Zhao Ji asked him with a smile: "In that case, can I admit her into the palace?" ”

"This ...... It's two different things! Zhang Di put on his face again and said, "How can the daughters of cheap merchants and criminal ministers enter the palace." ”

Zeng Bu saw the stitches and said: "Zhang Neiguan is right. In front of the young emperor and chamberlain Zhang Di, Zeng Bu deliberately avoided the word 'old' in "husband".

"Although the Mo family was pardoned by the official family, after all, they were guilty of a crime, and they were only afraid of the government's criticism when they entered the palace." Zeng Bu said: "Besides, folk women are vulgar and willful, and they don't know etiquette. Especially this Mo Yunxiao, who is twenty-eight years old, is still a 'heavenly foot' and likes to ride a horse to break into the city. If such a woman enters the palace, she is afraid that the harem will not accept it and cause unnecessary palace disputes. And the harem has always been a lot of right and wrong, but I am afraid that there will be no Ning Ri in the future. ”

In the end, he was the privy envoy of the Great Song Dynasty, and his analysis of the problem was much more organized and profound than Zhang Di. Zhao Ji couldn't refute it for a while, so he sighed and said, "That's a pity." ”

Zeng Bu said: "But there is a way to do both. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What method?" ”

"This woman can't enter the palace for a while, but the official family can leave the palace in micro-clothes." When Zeng Bu said this, Zhao Ji laughed and said, "Yes, yes, yes!" I can go out of the palace to see her. ”

"Huh?" Zhang Di was taken aback, he never expected Zeng Bu to do this.