Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 869

When everyone heard this, they suddenly showed surprise and disbelief.

Especially Bachelor Han, his old face twitched suddenly, and he stood stiffly in place, holding the painting that Liang Dong privately kept in his hand.

He thought he had heard it wrong, and wanted to listen to it again.

But Han Xuemei reacted very quickly and reminded: "Father! You give this painting to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty wants to taste it for yourself."

Han Xuemei's on-the-spot adaptability is very strong.

Master Han was stunned for a moment, then followed his daughter's prompt, and hastily presented the painting in his hand to Zhao Ji respectfully.

Zhao Ji took the painting in his hand, unfolded it, admired it carefully, and said with a smile: "I think this painting has an elegant aftertaste, elegance and grace, and it is indeed a masterpiece with unlimited potential."

Senior Bachelor Han was a little embarrassed. He scolded Liang Dong just now, and when he turned around, His Majesty praised Liang Dong's paintings. Isn't this... slapping him in the face in public?
His old face was about to be swollen!
It hurts!

Han Xuemei laughed at Yan Yan, and asked, "Your Majesty! She painted a garden in spring, with lush flowers and trees, and begonias in bloom. Is your Majesty only fond of begonias, so you are particularly fond of this painting?"

With a little alienation, Zhao Ji smiled and said: "I really like the layout of Begonia Spring Sleeping, but what I like even more is that this painter has a strong character and a unique vision, which is very in line with my wishes."

Rao Han Xuemei, who is used to seeing the world, also froze slightly when she heard this.

She doesn't like Zhao Ji's eyes being attracted by others, especially... the woman who draws Haitang Spring Sleeping.

She knew that Zhao Ji had a preference for crabapple flowers since he was a child, but it was strange that he never painted crabapple flowers, but ordered people to plant all kinds of crabapple flowers in Huaqing Palace.

He is like caring for his beloved baby, and he is even reluctant to use his clumsy pen to put Begonia in his works.

Han Xuemei was secretly vigilant, but on the surface she smiled generously and said, "Your Majesty! Can you accompany me to pick out some books? I want to see the painting books of the former master Wu Daozi."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ji didn't accompany him, and replied: "I still have something to do, you can ask Mr. Han to accompany you to pick out some books."

He carefully put away the painting of crabapple flowers in his hand, handed it to the confidant eunuch beside him, and then glanced at Liang Dong who was kneeling on the ground: "You are Liang Zhuanxiu?"

Liang Dong didn't dare to raise his head. Although the emperor admired his daughter's paintings and talents, he knew the truth that being with a king is like a tiger, and he didn't dare to relax or let go of his guard.

"Your Majesty, the subject is..."

"Come with me! I have something to ask you!"

Facing everyone's envious and jealous eyes, Liang Dong was helped up by his confidant eunuch, and then followed Zhao Ji to leave the library of the Imperial Academy.

After a while, Zhao Ji returned to the Huaqing Hall and spread out Ling Xiao's painting again. He reached out and touched Ling Xiao's homemade dark red seal.

Baishi, on the other hand, is unique, not like an ordinary woman's name, revealing a bit of stubbornness.

Liang Dong was a little timid, very nervous.

The eunuch at the side was very familiar with Zhao Ji's habits, and it could be seen that Zhao Ji was very satisfied with Liang Dong's paintings this time and liked them very much.

Seeing Liang Dong shy away, the eunuch laughed softly and said, "Liang Zuanxiu? Your Majesty likes you. It seems that your day of prosperity is not far away."

Liang Dong knew that he had a cowardly personality, and it was impossible for him to win the favor of the superiors.

He lowered his head, not daring to show the slightest strangeness, for fear that he would offend the nobles in the palace.

Zhao Jiping retreated to the left and right, and asked, "Liang Zuanxiu, is this the crabapple painted by your daughter?"

"Yes."

"What's your daughter's boudoir name?"

Liang Dong was startled secretly, for fear of offending the emperor, he could only reply obsequiously: "My daughter's name is Wei Lingxiao. She keeps her own place and keeps a low profile. Your Majesty, you gave my daughter a marriage a while ago. My daughter is very grateful and copied it every day." After praying..."

Liang Dong is not very good at communicating with people, so he can only try his best to flatter the emperor.

Zhao Ji got the answer he wanted and was slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, it was really her.

The crabapple flowers she painted are very much in line with her own wishes.

Zhao Ji pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Liang Zuanxiu, you don't like publicity and you have a stable temperament. I have decided to transfer you to the Imperial Study Room to serve. Are you willing?"

Not far away, the eunuch secretly gasped in shock.

Walking in the imperial study room is equivalent to the emperor's close minister. As long as Liang Dong serves well, it will be almost a breeze for the emperor to send him to serve in the six departments or Dali Temple and other official offices.

There are so many talented people in the Imperial Academy, everyone is trying to grab the emperor's attention.

Unexpectedly, those top-notch flatterers were not rewarded by the emperor. On the contrary, this unknown Liang Zuanxiu was promoted to three ranks overnight, and was promoted by the emperor in an extraordinary way, becoming a close minister in charge of documents in the imperial study.

Zhao Ji did not give Liang Dong an official position for the time being, but ordered him to come to the study to be on duty from today.

But the eunuch knew very well that the signal sent by the emperor was that Liang Dong was about to develop.

Liang Dong felt a little suspenseful, suddenly being promoted and valued by the young emperor, he felt like he was dreaming, so unreal, like walking on thin ice.

A moment later, Zhao Ji ordered the eunuch to send Liang Dong out, ordering him to pack his things immediately, and move from the library of the Hanlin Academy to the imperial study of the Huaqing Palace to be on duty.

Walking on the palace road with vermilion walls and blue tiles, the eunuch laughed in a low voice and said, "Master Liang! It seems that you will become His Majesty's confidant, and you will be able to achieve great success just around the corner."

Liang Dong was taken aback, and replied in a low voice: "Director An is really good at joking, what can I do to be the person beside His Majesty."

The eunuch narrowed his shrewd little eyes, and said with a smile: "But you gave birth to a good daughter, and she will stand up for you. I'm afraid the glory of your Wei family will not stop in front of you."

Liang Dong felt more and more baffled, following the practice in the palace, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to the eunuch.

The chief eunuch weighed the silver and said with a smile: "Lord Liang, I heard that you are the son-in-law who visits the door. I don't know how your daughter is related to you?"

Thinking of Ling Xiao, Liang Dong showed tenderness in his eyes, and smiled like a treasure: "The little girl is talented, and she can learn everything thoroughly. The picture of the begonia sleeping in spring that His Majesty just took a fancy to was drawn by the little girl who observed it all day. of……"

The eunuch knew it well, and said with a smile: "You go back and continue to teach well, don't waste your studies, when the time comes, His Majesty has a heart...the day when you turn over is coming!"

The other party played against him, but the poor and honest Liang Dong didn't quite understand.

General's House.

Ling Xiao came to the small kitchen of Shanglanyuan, personally instructed the cook, and cooked porridge for Liang Dong.

Clams, fresh shrimp, squid, abalone, sea cucumber, and some seasonal vegetables.

A pot of porridge, boiling and bubbling, smells delicious.

Ling Xiao signaled Xiaohong to come to the wing where Liang Dong lived with a red lacquer tray.

"Father! Come and taste my handicraft!"

Liang Dong didn't bother to taste the steaming hot and fragrant seafood porridge, so he directly told Ling Xiao what happened to him in the Imperial Academy today.

"Xiaoxiao! Your Majesty likes the begonias you painted very much, and even promoted me to walk in the imperial study. The eunuch warned me that I must teach you well, maybe the day of our father and daughter's success is coming soon!"

After all, Liang Dong was still a man, with the aloofness and bloodiness of a scholar-bureaucrat.

If he can improve his social status and make others dare not easily slander and despise him, then he will definitely choose a better path.

After Ling Xiao finished listening, he asked with a strange expression: "Father! What is the name of today's son?"

(End of this chapter)