Chapter 291: Revealing the Identity (Medium)
I'm so completely immersed in it that I get carried away, as if I'm making the best Jasmine Dragon Ball. Suddenly, a mighty voice came from his ears: "Bumu Butai is really a person who understands tea, how can Jingjing tell the production process of Jasmine Dragon Ball?" ”
I couldn't help but be frightened when I woke up the dreamer with a mighty word. But whoever tastes tea must understand tea, why am I so careless? At this time, looking at Bumu Butai, he really looks like he is in the chest, waiting for me to enter the urn!
Sure enough, Bumu Butai got up with a smile and opened the purple sand teapot and said, "As the girl said, after cooking, this tea has no form, and it is really not as good as the girl's Jasmine Dragon Ball!" ”
I also smiled and replied, but obviously felt that my smile was a little stiff: "The Queen Mother said that she laughed!" Jasmine dragon pearl only appeared in the Tang Dynasty during the Taizong period, it is a royal thing, it is a rare best in jasmine tea, but it is a pity that its production process has long been lost. So, how could a slave have Jasmine Dragon Ball? ”
Bu Mu Butai smiled even more: "Ju Yan once told the mourning family about the girl's treasures, how could it be wrong?" ”
I can't help but be shocked, it turns out that Bumu Butai transferred Ju Yan to Cining Palace, not thinking of our friendship, but sending her to spy on me!
Just as I was changing my thoughts, Bumu Butai sat down again and said, "The mourning family came this time, not only to ask the girl about how to make tea, but also to enjoy tea and paintings with the girl. ”
The yellow silk is really a painting! What kind of painting did Bumu Butai want to show me? My heart was troubled. From the time Bu Mu Butai entered the door and took her seat, she had firmly grasped the initiative, and I still don't know the purpose of her trip at this moment.
Su Mo'er walked to the wall very tacitly, took out the painting scroll in the yellow silk, hung the painting on the wall, and slowly unfolded it.
I stared at the scroll with bated breath, my chest staggering as it unfolded. It was a portrait of me, in which I sat proudly in a gorgeous Tang costume, looking condescendingly at everyone standing in front of the painting.
This is my sixteenth birthday when the ninth brother ordered the court painter to paint for me, this painting is not in the tomb of my princess in Zhaoling, or in the Daxing Palace for the years of annihilation, how can Bumu Butai have this painting?
Bumu Butai looked at my uncertain face, walked up behind me lightly and sighed, "The first time the mourning family saw the girl, they felt very kind. At first, the mourning family was puzzled, but today I saw the **** living Buddha and realized that the mourning family and the girl have a deep relationship. The mourners remembered your breath, the ethereal but familiar breath of a distant time. ”
I was on full alert, and turned to look at Bumu Butai in surprise, only to see her solemn expression, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of sincerity and expectation. "Perhaps, the mourning family should call you a princess, Your Royal Highness Princess Changshan of the Tang Dynasty!" Bumu Butai finally slowly said my name from a thousand years ago.
I quickly calmed down and denied: "How can there be such a long-lived person in the world, the slave maid thinks that the Queen Mother is the wrong person!" It is undeniable that the slave and the maid are very similar to the person in the painting, but the slave and the maid are by no means princesses. According to the history of the Tang Dynasty, Princess Changshan of Xiaoding Kingdom and pro-Tubo were the end of the 34th Zanpu Mangsong Mangzan of the Tubo Dynasty. ”
"The princess is talking about her." Bumu Butai motioned to Su Mo'er to unfold another picture scroll, on which was a portrait of Bumu Butai dressed in Tibetan costumes. I know that this painting is not Bumu Butai, but Yuhan who replaced me and my relatives thousands of years ago.
Faced with this painting, I fell into deep thought. The two paintings that Bumu Butai produced at the same time are most likely dedicated to her by Roger Gyatso. Then my portrait is very likely to have been brought to Tibet by Yuhan thousands of years ago. For some reason, this portrait has been collected by the **** living Buddha from generation to generation. But what is the reason why Roger Gyatso will bring these two portraits with him when he enters Beijing to face the saint this time, and present them to Bumu Butai in due course? Guanmeng Fiction Network, I hope you can like it.
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