"Is the master here?" Zhao Ji was originally painting in the study, and when he heard the bustling sound outside the window, he asked the little eunuch on the side.

"Back to Your Majesty's words, the slave listens to this voice, and it really looks like Miss Shishi. "The old eunuch was full of gray temples, his body was wide and fat, and he looked honest and dignified.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's Miss Shishi who is back!" a little eunuch panicked and ran in with a look of excitement.

"Really?!" Zhao Ji originally had a gloomy face, but when he heard the little eunuch say it at this moment, his face instantly turned from sadness to joy.

"How dare a slave fool Your Majesty. The little eunuch thought that Zhao Ji didn't believe it, so he quickly knelt down.

"What are you doing on your knees, get up and dress me up. Zhao Ji took down a bronze mirror from the Bogu shelf behind him and traced it himself.

"Your Majesty......" A shrill voice came intermittently.

"It must be Zhang Di, he must have found the teacher back. Zhao Ji looked very excited, and the old and young eunuchs in the room were also up and down in their hearts, they rarely saw His Majesty so out of shape.

He didn't care about his status and image at the moment, he straightened his clothes, and it was too late to change the ink on his body, so he let the little eunuch help him out of the door.

"The lower officials pay a visit to Your Majesty, Your Majesty has a long life, and his longevity is the same as that of the sky. As soon as Zhao Ji came out, Zhang Di knelt down in front of him, his set of movements was really skilled, and those who didn't know thought that it was rehearsed in advance.

"Cut~" Zhang Shuye and Chen Shouyang showed such expressions at the same time, and then said to Zhao Ji respectfully

"The Imperial Medical Bureau ordered Chen Shouyang (Deng Zhoutong sentenced Zhang Shuye) to meet His Majesty the Emperor. The two men's statements had been discussed on the way here, so they were speaking in unison at the moment.

"Hey, it's easy to say, Chen Aiqing once drove me away, and I know him very well, Zhang Tong judged...... Belch...... What year did you get into the company?" Zhao Ji usually thinks about writing and painting, and the person who thinks the most, except for Master Li is Cai Jing, and now that Master Cai has died, Master Li has become the only person who knows Zhao Ji, who is this Uncle Zhang, sorry, we don't know Lao Zhao.

"Back to His Majesty the Emperor, Xia Guan once led the Zhao'an Song Jiang ......" Zhang Shuye also wanted to test Zhao Ji's familiarity with political affairs, if he didn't know anything about political affairs, then they might return in vain today.

"Oh, I remember, you suggested that I give them poisoned wine. Zhao Ji said disapprehantly.

Uncle Zhang's face was naturally not good-looking, and Chen Shouyang was so old and indecent that he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. His Majesty the Emperor has been accompanied by calligraphy and painting all day long, and for political affairs, he just remembers some anecdotes and anecdotes.

"Master, didn't you say she came back?" Zhao Ji talked to these people for a while before he came back to his senses, he came out to wait for Master Li.

"Your Majesty, the plum blossoms are blooming......" Just as Zhao Ji looked behind Chen Shouyang and the others, a tactful voice came from behind him.

"Master......" is difficult for Zhao Ji to be over the age of now, and he treats Master Li, but like a young man in his twenties, he always cherishes that initial beauty, at this moment, I haven't seen him for a few months, Zhao Ji looked at Master Li, and the corners of his eyes moistened.

"Your Majesty, it's late for the master to come back...... Master Li pinched a plum branch in his hand, and a few budding plum blossoms on it seemed to be ready to bloom in an instant in the warm winter sun.

"It's okay, it's okay to come back, it's cold outside, come in and tell me what you've been doing in the past few months." Zhao Ji's tone towards Master Li is completely different from that of others, without the majesty of an emperor or the elegance of an artist, only the purest tenderness of a man to the woman he loves.

Zhao Ji took Master Li's slender jade hand and walked in, leaving only a few of them to shrink in the cold wind.

"The two adults are visiting here today, compared to the important matter, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely have no time to take care of you when he sees Miss Shi Shi at this moment, and please bother the two adults to go to the drunken apricot building with me to rest. The old eunuch said slowly.

"Obey the instructions...... "What else can Zhang Shuye and Chen Shouyang say, considering that in Zhao Ji's eyes, the importance of the two of them at this moment is not as important as a piece of mud on the sole of Master Li's shoes, so he hurriedly and honestly followed the old eunuch to the drunken apricot building in the east.

"Master, you really understand my mind, come and see what I just painted. Zhao Ji pulled Li Shishi back to the study, ran to the bookcase, Li Shishi looked at the bookcase, only to see a few branches of plum in the center of the painting, there are smart mountain birds standing on it, the plum branches are slightly dry, bent upward, there are a few yellow plums shy open, depicted, it is precisely the winter moon day in this world. There is also a poem on the left side of the scroll.

The mountain fowl is elegant, and the plum powder is gentle.

There is a Danqing covenant, and Qianqiu refers to the white head.

If others come to see Zhao Ji's painting and the inscription poem, they must think that he is boasting, just like the "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture" painted back then, he compares himself to the brocade chicken, because the brocade rooster has literature, martial arts, bravery, benevolence, faith, and five virtues.

What he has done so far, probably only the text is owned by Zhao Ji, so the general minister will only blindly blow and pat the horse, Zhao Ji knows, those people only see his paintings, can not see his heart, there was a love Qing who could see through his heart, and now it is ancient, and now only the peerless enchantress in front of him understands his mind.

"Does Your Majesty still care about your age?" said Master Li, and Zhao Ji showed a happy smile on his face.

"Master, you still know me......" Zhao Ji said and said, and was silent, for him, the longer he lived, the more he could appreciate the art in the world that he had not appreciated, and Master Li was eight years younger than him, for him, this was something he didn't want to mention, but he had to face.

If he is old, how is Master Li good?

"Your Majesty......" Zhao Ji is tall, at this moment Master Li is standing in front of him, but the top of his head can barely touch his chin, Master Li saw that Zhao Ji was so emotional, so he turned around to protect Zhao Ji's waist and called him softly.

"Zhao Daguanren ......" At the beginning, when they first met in Zhen'anfang, she called him like this.

"Okay, why did you mention the original incident again. Zhao Ji didn't dislike Master Li mentioning the past, but he felt Master Li's strange behavior, and he suddenly felt very uneasy in his heart.

"When you were still Duanwang, you came to Zhen'anfang to listen to my field. Master Li was almost lying on Zhao Ji's body at this moment, putting one hand in front of Zhao Ji, and gently fiddling with the collar wipe on Zhao Ji's jacket.

"yes, how uninhibited it was. "Zhao Ji's ascension to the throne was a last resort, which is a responsibility and a fulfillment of a promise.

"I didn't even know of your existence, but I only knew that when I was in the workshop, in the most difficult days, there was always an unknown person who put red silk under my curtain. Master Li said this, and there was a sly look in his eyes.

Zhao Ji didn't know what to say to answer Master Li, just hugged her, and Master Li seemed to know that Zhao Ji had nothing to say, and still said to himself there.

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought that if one day, this land does not belong to you, and it does not belong to the Great Song Dynasty, what should you do?" When Master Li said this, her heart was also uneasy, she looked up cautiously, wanting to see Zhao Ji's face, but only saw Zhao Ji's increasingly deep neck lines.