When he asked Guiren Xi to hand over the painting to Concubine Wei, Xie Zhixing didn't want to hurt his eyes.

The king of a country is too busy, and he sits in front of the imperial case every day to review the folds, and the disc around his waist is about to protrude. And even if he is diligent in government, Yan Chi is not a utopia, unless he only looks at the rainbow farts that are touted and praised, otherwise under deep investigation, there will always be an inch of land in trouble, and there will always be people in the corpse vegetarian meal, rotten and stinky.

If you look at this kind of thing every day, and you can't solve it in a short time, can you be in a good mood?

So when he was free, Xie Zhixing just wanted to watch some good ones.

Don't spoil my eyes anymore, the emperor's life is his life.

"Your Majesty," after coming in with his shoulders bowed, Yinglu knelt on the ground and offered the items with both hands: "This is the painting that Concubine Wei received from the noble Xi, does the emperor want to put it away?" ”

Xie Zhixing, who was lying on the couch and resting for a while, his eyelids trembled: "...... Take it. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the stack of papers was in his hand.

Xie Zhixing looked at two photos, and he sat up straight.

Yinglu didn't dare to look at it when he brought it in, but he had a little understanding of Xi Guiren's attainments in painting, and his heart immediately froze, and he was mentally prepared for the emperor to be angry.

But I waited and waited, and I waited for the sound of the paper turning.

Immediately after, there was a chuckle.

Just as Yinglu was puzzled, the emperor sighed, and he immediately became even more curious.

Is the painting handed over by the Xi nobles good or bad?

"Look at it."

After reading it, the emperor sighed and handed the stack of papers to Yinglu, but there was a smile in his tone, and it seemed that his mood had turned cloudy and sunny. Xi Guiren actually has such a great charm?

"Then the slave will touch the light of the emperor and appreciate the paintings of the Xi nobles."

"Appreciation? It's not about appreciation, it's just fun. ”

Yinglu looked down, imitated the emperor's reaction after reading it, and laughed along: "There are many words on the paintings of the Xi nobles, and the servants are illiterate, but it is in vain to waste the master's intentions, but just looking at the paintings already feels very interesting." ”

"I forgot you couldn't read, but you didn't recognize who the person on it was?"

The comic strip will be accompanied by lines.

But a good comic book, even if there are no lines, can roughly understand what the author wants to express.

The Emperor turned his head and looked at him with a smirk.

Yinglu thought about it for a while, and hurriedly panicked: "The slave can only recognize a rough idea, and he doesn't dare to admit it without permission." ”

The Emperor snorted and closed his eyes again:

"Today's brand of the nobleman."

……

Yun Jiao, who had finished handing in her homework, lay down on the couch beautifully, and was about to sleep peacefully, when someone came from the Qiankun Palace, saying that today Long Live Ye turned over her sign and asked her to prepare in advance.

"The master is really a blessing, as soon as the painting was submitted, the emperor thought of our little master."

Xue Ya smiled happily.

As soon as the homework was handed in, it was spot-checked by the head teacher, and Yun Jiaozhen couldn't laugh.

She's happy to draw herself, but what if the emperor can't get through it? So she pressed Xue Ya's hand to put on makeup for herself, and advised: "Paint me a little haggard, it looks like I can't eat well and sleep well, and I won't die soon." ”

"How can the little lord say that about himself? Of course, the face saint should be dressed up beautifully. ”

"You don't understand, you listen to me, I can have today's of course my personal Gong Dou understanding, quickly draw me into a short-lived ghost."

This is the defense skill that Yun Jiao learned from the Internet.

If you don't have any strength, you will dress a little less in the defense, and go over with a pair of dark circles without makeup, and you will be sympathetic - she is like this, the emperor should not embarrass her!

Xue Ya will be skeptical.

However, she didn't dare to paint her master ugly, but only slightly pale and pitiful.

So when she got on the soft sedan chair and arrived at Weiyang Palace, she was slightly startled by the manager Su who came to greet her: "The little master is not resting well?" Or the minions are not served carefully enough. ”

"It's just that I'm a little tired these days, so it's not in the way."

"It's good not to hinder the waiter, the emperor is already waiting inside, the little lord should go in quickly."

Hearing this, Yun Jiao quickened his pace.

said that he was waiting for her, but it wasn't all.

Xie Zhixing didn't have a time to be idle, even if it was snowing outside and the scenery was beautiful, he didn't want to appreciate it. When I look at the snow scene, I think of the rich people who order the tandoor to enjoy the snow, the common people are gritting their teeth to survive the winter, in case there is a snow disaster to help the people, and when the real cold comes, some nomads who have not yet been beaten down are forced to rebel by the "white plague", even if they can't beat Yan Chi, there are more mosquitoes and more bites are annoying.

The more he watches, the less the people suffer.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps outside.

As soon as the curtain of the door was lifted, Yinglu walked in first, and said that the noble man had arrived.

When the emperor turned over the brand, he used a soft sedan chair to pick up people, and there were eunuchs playing umbrellas in front of the sedan chair, Yun Jiao was not drenched in snow, but he also froze his nose red, and he saluted in a proper manner, Xie Zhixing just called her up, and she revealed her original form: "It's so cold, it's cold, it's still warm here for the emperor." ”

There is a ground dragon in Weiyang Palace, and as soon as she stepped on it, the warmth made her bones crisp off.

Xie Zhixing beckoned her to come over: "Come here if it's cold." ”

Yun Jiao walked over and rolled into his arms.

The weather was cold, the tiger fur coat came in handy, she turned herself into a Northeast Gold Gradient, and the tiger ears on the coat and hat rubbed against his chin, faintly itchy: "The Internal Affairs Office is missing your charcoal?" ”

Yun Jiao: "If the concubines say yes, will the emperor let their heads fall to the ground?" ”

"I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to draw up a list to see if you have given enough charcoal in your case, and if it is enough, I will transfer some from my private treasury to you. If it wasn't enough, Yinglu would go to the Internal Affairs Office and ask them how they were on an errand! The main task of the charcoal depot was replaced, and the errand workers were beaten with twenty boards, and then sent off to be drudgery. Guan Tan's every winter is very majestic, and he is a fat poor who does not receive filial piety, if this makes people poke things in front of me, it proves that he can't do a good job, and the Internal Affairs Office can't tolerate such a minion,"

Xie Zhixing was stunned and pinched her face: "What, you really want to let their heads fall to the ground?" ”

Yunjiao's head shook like a rattle.

He suspected that the eunuchs of the Internal Affairs Office were still well on their necks, so she shook her head off first, and she pointed to the opposite finger: "This is the majesty of the emperor imagined by the concubine before entering the palace......

"Counting up to the three dynasties, it is not the master of indiscriminate killing."

Xie Zhixing smiled, she didn't know how inappropriate she was.

"The concubine knows that the emperor is merciful."

"Benevolence can't be said, no matter how cruel and murderous you are, I don't have to worry about no one to kill in my position," every day when the imperial pen falls, someone is always going to die, he doesn't want to tell Yun Jiao about fighting and killing, so he changes the topic: "I have seen all the paintings you gave to Wei Concubine." ”

Sure enough, I want to say this!

Yun Jiao raised his face in his arms: "Didn't the emperor say that he wouldn't look at it?" ”

"You deliberately drew it, and if I don't look at it, won't I live up to your intentions."

Unexpectedly, Yun Jiao became energetic when he heard this: "Since the emperor said that the concubine is attentive, he is not allowed to say that the concubine is not attentive later, and he wants the concubine to redraw!" ”

“……”

Somehow, in the process of getting along with her, Xie Zhixing actually showed that it was not easy to educate his children.

He took out the comic strip: "Tell me what you thought when you drew it." ”

"The Bizarre Adventure of Yunjiao" is very rich in content.

The story revolves around the protagonist Yun Jiao, a noble man who eats, drinks and has fun in the harem, and occasionally encounters some small interactions with other concubines.

In the first article, the well-dressed Yun Jiao went out to meet a certain promise, flattered her, and attached two strokes to the dog tail that grew out of her back, and at a glance, you could actually see the dynamics of wagging the tail. Yun Jiao in the first grid reluctantly responded, but he didn't take two steps, and the third grid ran into a certain constant presence.

Yun Jiao's hands were placed in front of him, and every stroke was full of resistance.

The last little Xi nobleman's head was full of countless "pet crown harem", "glamorous Jinghua" and "talented" high hats, so that she could only squat down and hold her cheeks in distress, and the floor tiles were cracked.

"They call me sister when they open it, and if anyone has nothing to do with me calls me a concubine sister, it's like someone else who meets a man and calls me a big brother, it won't be a good thing, either asking you to do things, borrowing money, or informing you that he is going to get married, of course the concubine is afraid."

"It's not good for others to think about you when they get married?"

"Of course it's not good to be a parter."