The next day, after a drunken night's sleep, Luo Li had a splitting headache and a dry mouth, and she licked her lips and felt that something was wrong. Why are her lips slippery and a little swollen?

Yuan Qin prepared sour plum soup for her to relieve her drunkenness, and after she finished drinking, she asked Yuan Qin: "What happened last night? I drank too much again? Yuan Qin, what's wrong with my mouth?"

Yuan Qin said helplessly: "Xiao Li's mouth is fine, what's wrong? When you came back last night, you were full of alcohol, let me bring you wine, and then I sent you back to the room when you got drunk." She looked at Luo Li, who looked confused, and asked tentatively, "Xiao Li, you really don't remember anything?"

Luo Li nodded, I don't know if it was my senior brother's medicinal wine or Yuan Qin's wine, anyway, she was drunk and couldn't think of anything.

After Luo Li finished breakfast and washed up briefly, Yuan Qin brought the vermilion official uniform.

Luo Li asked, "What are you doing with your official uniform?"

"Xiao Li, aren't you the new master of the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting, I'm going to report to the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting this morning, and the prince is waiting for you in the front hall." ”

Luo Li slapped her forehead, she forgot all about it! She hurriedly changed into her official uniform, simply tied her hair in a bun, and trotted all the way to the front hall.

She saw Qi Mu Xiao Ben leisurely drinking tea there, and when she saw her coming, her body was unconsciously straightened.

Luo Li bowed, but felt that Qi Muxiao was a little strange today, he didn't look at her directly, and his pale face in the past was a little ruddy today.

When the two entered the main hall of the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, King Rui and Ji Xiao were talking with other painters, and Wu Min'er, the female painter of that day, was also among them. When several people saw Qi Muxiao, Luo Li and others, they saluted King Mu one after another, and Luo Li returned the salute.

Luo Li handed the appointment letterhead and fish talisman to Min Zhixin to check, and Min Zhixin said with satisfaction: "Wait for a while, we will worship the heavens first, and then the Lord of the Wind Hall will lead you to your respective residences to have a look." ”

Qi Muxiao stepped forward and said: "Director Lin and the two deputy directors, you must all know about the recent attack on the palace, and the other party's target is the Luo Tang Master, so before catching the assassin, whether it is for your safety or the safety of the Luo Tang Lord, it is safest for her to continue to live in the palace, and tomorrow the king will make this matter clear." ”

A few people nodded, and King Rui next to him said: "I heard that there are many dead and injured in the sixth brother's mansion, if you need the third brother's help, the sixth brother will open his mouth." ”

Qi Mu Xiao Ruya replied: "Thank you Sixth Brother for your kindness, my father has already sent some guards from the Tiger Roaring Camp in the royal capital to protect the mansion, and I don't think that thief will dare to commit it again." ”

When King Rui heard the words Tiger Roaring Camp, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately returned to normal.

A few people here have been officials for many years, who doesn't know that the Tiger Roar Camp is Emperor Qi's personal guard, and now that there is an accident in Mu Wangfu, the people of the Tiger Roar Camp when arranging it, this intention seems to be somewhat obvious.

King Rui continued: "That's fine. Why hasn't the eleventh brother come yet? It's about to be an auspicious time. ”

Said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Qi Tongtong and Wang Kaihong trotted all the way into the main hall, Luo Li covered his mouth and snickered when he saw their embarrassed appearance, Qi Muxiao shook his head helplessly, this guy is not in shape at all.

Lin Qi and his entourage walked out of the main hall and came to the open space, and at this time, the tribute and incense to the sky had been placed in the middle.

The celebrant ordered people to burn incense, and after the group worshiped heaven and earth and Wenqu Xingjun, several newcomers were led by the master of Fengtang to visit the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting.

The rest of this calligraphy and painting institute is also very simple and simple, a few people came to the Tibetan Painting Pavilion first, and the four guards of the Tiger Roaring Camp at the gate of the courtyard were changing their guards, and they saluted when they saw the visitors.

The guards of the Tiger Roar Battalion are all highly skilled in martial arts, and the guards of this Tibetan Painting Pavilion are even more masters among the masters.

Emperor Qi has always liked to collect calligraphy and paintings, and some of the fragments were placed in order for the painter to repair them regularly, and more because the layout of the painting pavilion helps to preserve the scrolls, so most of the treasures are collected here.

This Tibetan painting pavilion is nine storeys high, with a combination of red lacquered nan wood and blue bricks, and the architectural style is somewhat incompatible with the low-key simplicity of the painting and calligraphy academy. The Tibetan Painting Pavilion is close to the Imperial Palace, and its status can be seen.

Qi Zhitong looked excited, and he whispered: "Sixth brother, I have long heard that there are countless treasures in the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, and today I can finally feast my eyes!"

Feng Xuehua led everyone to the door of the pavilion, proudly let the attendant at the door push open the door, a smell of camphor came to the face, the main room was placed with rosewood shelves, the wooden shelves were listed with picture scrolls and wooden boxes, and a few young people in cyan robes were carefully cleaning with feather dusters.

"Today's fifteenth day is the day when the Tibetan Painting Pavilion is cleaned, and our Tibetan Painting Pavilion will arrange for a class of dedicated painters to come to clean and repair the damaged painting scrolls every first and fifteenth day of the new year, and you will also have your turn in this matter in the future. Feng Xuehua squinted at Luo Li and said, "It seems that it will be the turn of Beihuang Hall at the beginning of next month." ”

Luo Li looked around the interior of the Tibetan painting pavilion, the building is ingenious, the outside looks at the four-sided pavilion, the actual inner set is octagonal, eight thick red lacquered wooden pillars that two people can not hug solidly support the pavilion, the above is carved with the customs and geography of the eight states except Wangzhou, she looked up at the relief on the top of her head, the carving is the gods of the myth of the wilderness, the characters and beasts on the relief are brightly colored, vivid and expressive.

Luo Li's favorite thing is these myths, and her father always tells her when he takes her on a trip. She was so immersed in her own world that she didn't pay much attention to what the snowflakes were saying.

"Master Luo, can you squeak?" Feng Xuehua asked her.

"Oh...... Good. Luo Li nodded casually, and she looked up at the relief on the top.

"Lord Luo Tang is really wealthy, haha, then I'll go to Yisheng Building to charter a field now, anyway, no one comes out to make trouble during the Midyear Festival today. ”

"What?" said Luo Li, who had just promised something.

"Hall Master Luo, you just promised the Hall Master of the Wind to have a banquet for the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting in the evening......" Wu Min'er, who was standing beside her, told her in a low voice.

"......" Luo Li was speechless, "that...... Wind Hall Master, I'm ......"

"Master Luo, don't say that you just got distracted and don't know what to promise us......

"What if I say yes?" Luo Li raised her eyebrows, she didn't like to be coerced the most, but thinking that she would stay here for a while in the future, she said instead: "It's not that I don't want to entertain everyone, it's just that today is the Midyear Festival, and it seems inappropriate for us to eat and drink." ”

"What's wrong? You can't go to the taboo, don't you?" the Wind Hall Master smiled evilly, and the painters of the North Rock Hall next to the bookshelf echoed one after another.

Luo Li had no choice but to agree, and she restrained her displeasure. After that, the group went to the place where the painter rested, the men's and women's fasting were separated, and the wind and snowflakes naturally publicized the things that Luo Li was going to feast at night, and when the group returned to the main hall, Qi Muxiao and Rui Wang and others had already left.