dragon pen

"Zi Yao, this king once thought we were friends, what do you think?"

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nod nod.

"Ziyao, since you are friends with this king, it is inevitable that there will be some intimate contact occasionally, do you agree?"

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nod nod.

"Ziyao, men need to be informal, so it's not uncommon for them to hold hands and hold hands and chat with each other occasionally. What do you think?"

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Crazy nod.

In the small wing room, the black-haired boy sat straight on the ground with his waist straight, his hands obediently placed on his knees, and he raised his head and looked eagerly at the man sitting on the couch in the room not far away—the latter has now changed into a He was dressed in dry clothes, but his jet-black hair was hanging down wetly, and the little maid behind him held up a handkerchief and carefully wiped it for him...

"—This person really doesn't know what to do, he actually pushed the prince off the boat." [I didn't push it!You can't see how fat that fat cat is! 】

"—What happened to the lord? Not at all, the lord is not drunk tonight. Besides, I have heard that the lord not only drinks too much for ordinary people, but also has excellent wine quality. —Long live Lord praised him for this earlier!" [He didn't care about me, he just touched Xialong's ass, it really has nothing to do with me. 】

"—My friend who was working on the deck saw it, and said that the prince wanted to shake his hand, but he was pushed off the boat!" [Don't make trouble!I have been shaken by the prince before!Not the first time!At that time, I was so scared that I peed and didn't push him into the lotus pond! 】

"—Really? I haven't heard anyone say that the prince is good at Longyang—"【I'm not good at Longyang either. 】

"—Hey, do you care if it's true or not? Even if it's true, so what if you hold a small hand in this situation? It's not in public..." [What is the meaning of "so what if a small hand" said this The person who said it, please come out and explain clearly...]

"—Then he is dead, who is this?" 】

"—I don't know, I heard that he is a painter." [Well, a third-rate painter. 】

"—Little painter, you don't know what's good and what's wrong, hmph." 】

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Zhang Ziyao lowered his eyes and listened to the discussions of the servants outside the door. When the people outside said something, he retorted in his heart. When he scolded", his eyelids twitched wildly, and he knew well that Zhu Jiuyin, a lowly dragon, made him a pot, and he was about to back it up again.

"Zi Yao?"

The voice from the inner room called Zhang Ziyao's attention back——

"The grass people are here."

"I agreed not to call myself so in front of this king, and you are disobedient."

"...I'm here. What's your order?"

"You pushed me into the water, the lake water in early autumn is really cold."

"...I'm sorry," Zhang Ziyao kowtowed without hesitation, "I was wrong."

The confession was very sincere.

Both Lou Hen and the little maid who wiped Lou Hen's hair in the inner room were stunned. Lou Hen didn't speak, but the little maid standing behind him was amused and laughed out loud, Lou Hen lazily Glancing at her, the latter immediately bowed his head and stopped talking—in an instant, the hostility in his eyes disappeared without a trace, and the gentle smile dyed the corners of his eyes again. King Rui glanced at the black-haired man kneeling on the ground not far away. Boy: "Don't just kowtow, get up and talk."

Zhang Ziyao got up from the ground, thought for a while and said: "Ziyao naturally knows that the prince didn't want to do anything wrong, it was just a subconscious action made in a hurry, and it was Ziyao's fault to push the prince into the lake. His Majesty will deal with it."

"Well, let it be dealt with." Lou Hen leaned on the couch and smiled, "This statement is so tempting."

"My lord is joking."

"Well, since you have brought it up like this, then this king will not be polite." Lou Hen lowered his eyes, "Because you didn't want to, this king didn't give up forcing you to show off your painting skills in front of everyone. Just go and spoil your father's interest... Now, you owe me a trick. You let me drink the cold lake water, but I am really wronged. Became a wisp of a ghost at the bottom of the lake—"

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So, isn't it good?After you fell into the water, the guards who jumped down with you looked like dumplings cooked during the Spring Festival... After you climbed up, some of those dumplings were still soaking in the lake and screaming-the crowds are so lively, let alone being caught. Drowning, you can walk directly back to the shore just by stepping on their backs.

"Yes, yes, my lord, I have been wronged."

Of course, Zhang Ziyao only dared to slander in his heart. On the surface, he just nodded obediently and even claimed yes. By the way, when Lou Hen asked him to paint on the spot, he did not hesitate to come up with a picture of "The Son of Heaven Appreciating the Full Moon with the People on a Mid-Autumn Moon Night". Nodding his head in agreement——Zhang Ziyao felt a thrilling familiarity with this scene, and he accidentally recalled that a month ago, it was also because of a certain dragon's mouth that he said "hooligan" unobstructed, which caused him to live in the palace for ten days. Jumping up and down for a painting that I can't draw, scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks, the first thing I do when I get up every day is to take a bath and burn incense and pray for my grandfather to calm down the north as soon as possible and save him back home.

In the end, finally, by chance and coincidence, he solved the matter by himself.

As a result, one wave was not smooth, and another wave rose again——

This time, this fucking dragon actually used his dog legs to push the majestic prince into the lake!

The more Zhang Ziyao thought about it, the more angry he became. Taking advantage of Lou Hen's inattention, he raised his hand and squeezed the picture scroll hanging on his waist - there was a gasp in the picture scroll, and a gust of cold air spewed out from the edge of the picture scroll. Perfectly conveying the dissatisfaction of a certain dragon in the scroll... Zhang Ziyao was satisfied, so he withdrew his hand.

At this time, Lou Hen sent Zhang Ziyao to the next room to rest on the grounds that he needed to re-tie his hair, and let him drink hot tea by the way to calm down——

Zhang Ziyao floated to the next room with a numb face like a ghost.

Facing the empty room with only a pot of hot tea, he sighed and closed the door.

Shock?

What's the shock?

After seeing his paintings for a while, I don't know who is the person who really needs to suppress the shock.

Zhang Ziyao took down the painting on his waist and hung it on the wall, and the scroll unfolded slowly. The man sitting on the top of the tree lowered his eyes and looked indifferent: "Speak clearly, why did you pinch me just now?"

Zhang Ziyao slapped the wall with one hand, gave the guy in the painting a wall, and asked viciously: "Be clear, why did you push the prince into the water just now?"

"You don't have eyes? It was obviously pushed by the cat." Zhu Jiuyin denied it.

Zhang Ziyao had never seen such a brazen person before, and Zhang Ziyao's eyes widened: "That fat cat is full to harm the mortal prince?!"

"Ask him if he has enough to eat." Zhu Jiuyin shook his legs, shaking and shaking, "You should tell that rogue prince, whoever pushes him to find someone who has a wronged person, and the big deal is that the land will be lost tomorrow." The temple was demolished? Why did you ask you to paint him, and the painting is a family portrait—did you push his whole family into the water?"

"I pushed his family into the water and I can still stand here and talk to you? What do you mean by drawing a picture? Isn't it all because of you! What are you pushing people into the water for?"

"Watching the two men tussling, I think it's okay to have hot eyes—oh, you got involved in it, and I said it wasn't me who pushed it! Go find Tai Lianqing!"

And "was caught in by you"!

This Lai Pilong!Live for thousands of years to learn how to be sloppy!

"Tai Lianqing even wagged his tail and bowed to you for dried fish!" Zhang Ziyao slapped the wall and rolled his eyes angrily, "He said it wasn't you! It's all because of you! I'm going to draw again , the paintings I have drawn in the past ten years are not as good as this year - I agreed not to draw during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year! Can painting every Mid-Autumn Festival make people calm down for a while!"

"Who did you agree not to paint this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

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"You are not what I said, so what is fierce?"

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"Besides, I really want you to draw, so you can draw whatever you want. Anyway, even if the Zhang family draws a random chicken feather, mortals will treat it as a treasure..." Zhu Jiuyin raised his slender fingertips to scratch his chin, and continued after a moment of contemplation Said, "Speaking of painting, I think there is nothing wrong with you painting - I was in the hall just now, and I clearly saw the wooden wooden box that exudes the smell of beasts sitting next to the concubine on the right side of the emperor. The box, I saw it clearly this time, the wooden box is clearly the jewelry box of Empress A, the beast must be locked in it, you go and lure the snake out of the hole to prove it..."

"How to lure the snake out of the hole? Is the beast really locked in a jewelry box? Are you sure you have seen that jewelry box?" Zhang Ziyao looked confused, paused, and rolled his eyes around in their sockets, suddenly grasping something important As if to ask, "Who is Empress?"

Zhu Jiuyin cleared his throat heavily.

Zhang Ziyao thought for a while, and his face was covered with black lines randomly: "Could it be your wife—"

"Nonsense! Nonsense! I'm five thousand years old, a male dragon and a flower, and the ten thousand-year-old diamond king in heaven, where is my wife?" Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his tail and slapped Zhang Ziyao's mouth frantically, and finally wanted to slap his tail Stuffed his mouth to stop what he was going to say, "Your words are heard by others, don't blame me for not being able to save your life! You dare to say anything nonsense, if the Queen hears you compare her with me... ..."

"what's wrong?"

"You don't want to live if I'm dead!" Zhu Jiu spat out sullenly, and stuffed his tail into Zhang Ziyao's mouth angrily.

"No, no, why are you so excited...don't put your feet in my mouth—bah!" Zhang Ziyao spat out a mouthful of fish, and jumped back a few steps, "Speak well! Don't move your feet!"

Zhu Jiuyin retracted her tail with a gloomy face.

"Okay, okay, I don't ask you this... who is interested in your terrible romantic history! What did you say to lead a snake out of a hole just now?" Zhang Ziyao tapped on the scroll, "Let's listen to it carefully?"

Zhu Jiuyin cast a sideways glance at Zhang Ziyao, and after a long while, he reluctantly hooked his fingers...

After half an hour.

Kabuki dispersed, and thousands of candles were lit.

Under the gaze of the princes, princes and dignitaries, the young painter with a childish face was sitting in the center of the hall. He lowered his eyes and focused his attention on the huge rice paper that had been spread out in front of him— —

In an instant, he took off the gilt pen from his waist, tapped the ink tray lightly, and with a click of the pen tip, a stream of fresh ink like a wave appeared vividly on the paper!

Everyone held their breath and stretched their necks. In the next second, the water ripples began to turbulent, and the sound of lake water ripples could be faintly heard in their ears. The face of the current saint was shocked, and he immediately got up and looked out the window. On the surface of the lake in the distance, there was no wind and ripples appeared naturally——

"Good! Good! Good! You are indeed a descendant of the Zhang family!"

The applause kept coming and going, but the young painter looked down indifferently, and moved his hands quickly, as if he was in a hurry to paint the water ripples—all because, except for the painter himself, no one could see the ripples on the surface of the lake , the fat man holding the little yellow umbrella was running back and forth in circles with his big belly shaking, and the sound of ripples on the lake was caused by the sliding tip of his little triangular shoe. At this moment, the little yellow umbrella was shaking Shaking, the people under the yellow umbrella were out of breath, and there were beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads——

"Oh meow! Ouch meow! I can't run anymore, meow! I haven't been tossing like this in hundreds of years, meow! The enemy should hurry up and draw, it really kills the little god, meow!"