That little fly

Be prepared for danger in times of peace, it is estimated that this war will be a headache for the next generation.Speaking of the hope of the next generation, many people here have already cast their eyes on officials and Shi Ke in a vague way. People are in their prime, even more courageous and talented than their parents. They will surely hold up a sky for the empire and lead Dongzhou to a higher peak on the bones of the enemy.

At this very moment, someone who is expected to be so high is lying on the bed like a little quail.Do you think that the amazing sword dance is just the street style of fists and legs embroidered with clear water and clear water?Don't be naive, without Shui Qingqian's personal improvement and martial arts addition, how could it really destroy the arrogance of Phoenix Girl without blinking an eye.It's just that you are dignified in front of others, but only you know the hardships and sufferings of others.Shui Qingqian wakes up with aches and pains all over his body, moaning and lying on the bed for a whole day, even the massage master is called.

"What's the matter, are you really sick?" Xie Ming went straight into the bedroom with clear water, and dug the little quail out of the bed.

Many people knew that Shui Qing was absent from this year's Peach Blossom Banquet due to illness.But all insiders, such as Xie Ming, sincerely think that this is an excuse, and the coming of all nations does not mean the harmony of the world. What should be guarded against, Fei Tian'er's status is sensitive and valuable, and it is not for showing off at this moment.Xie Ming took a break today and came to share with Shui Qingqian the excitement at the peach blossom banquet the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect that it would be three poles in the next day, and Shui Qingqian was still curled up in the bed.

Shui Qingqian got up lazily, didn't change clothes, just sat on the bed wrapped in a blanket, "Why did you run here?"

"Share the latest gossip about the imperial capital with you." When mentioning the most popular topic recently, Xie Ming began to get angry. "Let me tell you, this year's Peach Blossom Banquet is too exciting. A god-man appeared at the banquet the day before yesterday..."

Seeing Xie Ming happily use words such as 'light body' and 'charming' to describe Qian Qianqian, every time he uttered a word, Shui Qingqian's face darkened a little.Courting death to find him came.Shui Qingqian did not forget for whom she dressed up as a goblin, and what was even more unforgivable was that this vest was seen through by someone who was not planned.Brother Zhao's future settlement, now, hum!Shui Qingqian stared at Xie Ming's spitting face...

"Ow!"

The famous 'Hundred Zhan Gongzi' in the capital suddenly went dark. He was covered by a blanket with clear water, and then he was beaten violently.

"Mom! It hurts, hurts... oh, it hurts!"

Young Master Xie was beaten until he cried for his father and mother, knelt on the couch and begged for mercy.

Shui Qingqian beat Xie Ming up, was tired, and stretched himself, um, he felt much better.

Xie Ming pulled the blanket off, his chin was red, and there were blue shadows under his cheekbones, he was quite embarrassed, but Mr. Xie didn't dare to be angry or speak at this moment.There must be many factors involved in Shui Qingqian's failure to participate in the lively peach blossom feast. It is estimated that this guy is very unhappy about being 'grounded'. I ran here without winking and gave him the little sparrow clip from the gossip peach blossom feast. This is not looking for a beating what?Not wronged.The beating he suffered today was not wronged at all, Xie Ming felt that his behavior of showing off at the door today was simply too stupid.

After Xie Ming finally understood, he began to find excuses to retreat.

"Where do you want to go?" Shui Qingqian said in a rough voice, put his legs on the stool like a bully, and blocked half of the way.

Xie Ming is going to the Kyushu Pavilion of the Hongwen Museum today to pay his respects to Qian Qianqian's masterpiece. He made an appointment with the second brother Gu when they were at the banquet.Xie Ming deliberately ran over to pull Shui Qingqian together, but seeing the current posture, he retreated coldly.

"Don't tell me?" Shui Qingqian raised her fist and threatened.

"Jiuzhou Pavilion of Hongwen Museum." Xie Ming cautiously said, "There is a painting of Qian Qianqian's little sparrow..." Seeing that Shui Qingqian's face changed, Xie Ming backed away and slipped to the door in a blink of an eye, "What is that?" , Qingqian, I still have something to do today, another day, another day... ahhh!" Xie Ming didn't finish his sentence, he was scared by the nine-section whip in Shui Qingqian's hand and ran away.

After beating Xie Ming away, Shui Qingqian felt much better.Get up from the bed, tidy up yourself, put on a straight orchid snow satin robe with wide sleeves, hair loosely loose, only loosely tied with a blue headband, after looking in the mirror it was still neat, Shui Qingqian called the servant He came in to tidy up the house, walked to the study at a slow pace, walked to the corridor fork, pondered, someone turned around and went to the small flower hall of Xuemingxuan, he felt that his waist was still sore and his legs hurt, so he went to lie down for a while.

Lying on the front porch of Xuemingxuan, Shui Qingqian nodded with satisfaction. The ivory couch of the resting royal family under his buttocks was really comfortable. After drinking the warm deer milk from the kitchen, he watched the pieces blown off by the wind outside. Pieces of petals, Shui Qingqian lays an ancient score on his lap, holds an ancient xun in his hand, and blows an unknown distant melody one after another.

"You are so carefree." Yuan Mu was dressed in a blue student uniform from Lusong Academy with a round neck, wide sleeves and a long skirt, and held a plate of dim sum in his hand.

"Ah! Chamomile bean yellow."

"I met Madam up front, and I happened to have a plate of snacks and asked me to bring it." Yuan Mu put the plate in his hand on the small table, and reached out to tap someone's forehead, "Is this lazy at home?"

Shui Qingqian rubbed a spot on the couch, patted it, and signaled Yuan Mu to lie down too, "I've been busy recently, why are you so busy today?"

"Today is the big day for King Qin to return to the court. All civil and military officials ran out of the city to welcome His Highness King Qin. Don't you know? So, we little shrimps will naturally have a holiday!" Yuan Mu is an official reserve. He is currently serving It's about those foreign envoys.The emperor, the cabinet, and the six ministers can ignore the petty princes and kings of Fanbang, but these petty officials dare not pretend to be grand masters.The state of etiquette, this is the face, so Yuan Mu is like the third grandson of the foreign envoys. These days are not less hard, and today is also a sneak out.

"Nowadays, only Ningrenhou Mansion can find a moment of peace." Yuan Mu leaned on the couch, stretching, "Have you heard?"

"what?"

"A painting by a little girl from a poor family was collected by the government in the Kyushu Pavilion."

"........."

Yuan Mu hasn't seen Qian Qianqian with his own eyes yet, so he's naturally not as hot-blooded as Xie Ming's gangsters.But Yuan Mu knows that Jiuzhou Pavilion is another face of the empire. No matter how much it is artificially praised, the painting itself that can be included in Jiuzhou Pavilion is a symbol of strength, and it is said that it was made by a poor girl. Who would not be curious about any literati who loves painting and ink painting? This news has spread throughout Lusong Academy—naturally, not everyone is qualified to enter the Kyushu Pavilion to read, but in the social circle with clear water, no one can read it. There are too few and too few qualified to enter the Kyushu Pavilion.

Shui Qingqian didn't answer the topic, Yuan Mu saw that Shui Qingqian was not active in watching the legendary painting, and had the same misunderstanding as Xie Ming, thinking that Shui Qingqian was locked up in the mansion, and his mood was waning.Talking about the topics that Shui Qingqian is interested in, since the age of eight, the two belonged to the Qin Se and Naruto type, and there was no fault when changing topics.The two chatted about Fanbang's gossip for a while, and someone came to visit again, Shui Qingqian heard the message from the servant, and was immediately happy, "What's the matter with you today, everyone is so idle...Who is it? "Turning to ask the servant.

"It's me." Ji Zhao walked in.

"what!"

"Ah! Ouch—"

The first sound was Shui Qingqian and Yuan Mu's surprise in unison, but the second sound was Shui Qingqian's howl of pain. When he saw Ji Zhao enter the door, he jumped up from the couch with a loud cry, but forgot that he was in the middle of the night. My muscles ached all over, and I howled and fell back.

It was too late to save people, so Ji Zhao came over and nodded to Yuan Mu first, "Young Master Mu, long time no see."

"Your Highness is safe and healthy." Yuan Mu acted respectfully, secretly startled, and all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind - King Qin's return to the capital is a major event.

The strength and power of His Royal Highness King Qin has been a hot topic in upper-class gossip in recent years.Don't forget, the empire doesn't have a crown prince yet.When King Qin was still His Royal Highness, when he first went to Southern Border, some people bad-mouthed him, saying that he was exiled.In recent years, this bad-mouthing has become less and less.Ever since the good news of Pingding came back one after another from southern Xinjiang, and there are gold mines, jade mines and gemstone mines, and other princes who have experienced in the center, Yuan Mu feels that there is a panic-like move to win over contacts. This kind of person who has only half a foot to enter the officialdom has been wooed to show favors, which is enough to show the terrifying prestige of His Royal Highness King Qin.The Ninth Prince was originally far away in the sky, but now that he has returned, he was named the King of Qin before entering the city.Yuan Mu felt that the reserve position was most likely determined by default.

Therefore, at this moment, such a popular person appeared in Ningrenhou Mansion with a leisurely and leisurely look in the yard with clear water, which is too weird.Over the years, none of the princes and grandsons of the imperial capital had such a close relationship with Shui Qingqian.Yuan Mu thought up one possibility after another by himself, but saw Ji Zhao walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, speaking to Shui Qingqian familiarly, "Are you lying at home? I just heard from Lord Hou that even the masseuse was called yesterday. gone?"

Regardless of political conspiracy, Yuan Mu looked at Shui Qingqian in surprise: "What's wrong with you?"

On the one hand, Shui Qingqian was afraid that Yuan Mu would see the clues, and on the other hand, he was even more afraid that Ji Zhaoshun's mouth would leak, and wanted to give Ji Zhao a warning by baring his eyes, but he didn't dare to wink too much in front of Yuan Mu. The shallow expression is like crying but not crying, bitter but not bitter.Facing Yuan Mu's suspicious gaze, Shui Qingqian stammered, "I, I, I... the evening before yesterday, I... fell from a tree."

Yuan Mu: Huh?How old are you, and you still climb trees?

Ji Zhao: Between embarrassment and even more embarrassment, have you learned how to be a strong man?

The Hongwen Museum is actually a cultural institution, the cabinet plus the six departments of the Central Committee, plus a Ph. D., including the lecturers of the Lusong Academy, and the emperor's private secretary group, all of which are named in the Hongwen Museum.The Hongwen Library not only manages the top literati in the empire, it is also the largest library in the empire.Folk students like to go to libraries, teahouses, and chess clubs when they have nothing to do when they are free. They talk about painting, reading books, and chatting with each other. When they reach the level of the central cabinet, the library and teahouses are not in the eye. Hongwen Hall gradually takes on such a role.

Jiuzhou Pavilion is just a small building in the large building complex of Hongwen Museum. It contains calligraphy, painting and poetry for everyone to appreciate. It may not necessarily be written by a master, but it must have the potential to become a famous piece.Therefore, Kyushu Pavilion is one of the places that literati are most eager to visit. It is also the goal of many ambitious literati to have their masterpieces included in Kyushu Pavilion for display.It's a pity that Hongwen Hall is a yamen, even if it's just for the defense of the palace, the people who can enter the Kyushu Pavilion must be either officials or nobles.However, in order to promote cultural governance and education, Jiuzhou Pavilion will not build a car behind closed doors. Its collected works will be put on public exhibition every year. The best three works will be released by the public and collected in the Imperial Library. Famous Li Wan.In previous years, the public exhibition was held in Lusong Academy. This year, the center made it clear that it would show off in front of foreign envoys, so the first stop of this year's public exhibition was held at the celebration banquet of all nations.On the last day of the celebration, the grandest feast of nations.

It is less than an hour before the closing of the Jiuzhou Pavilion, but at this moment, there are not many people who come to visit. The buildings and courtyards are full of bachelors and talents who come to visit, and occasionally you can see a few people with luxurious clothes and beautiful make-up. Women are dotted among them.Tomorrow, at the Banquet of All Nations, all the works here will be unveiled publicly, but people still cannot stop people from having a sneak peek.In fact, such a grand occasion is indeed abnormal. The reason is probably related to the untitled and untitled landscape painting praised by the officials, especially those young people, no matter whether they are rich or poor, they are all curious, maybe other than curiosity. , and a small heart with grass.Unfortunately, to their disappointment, they found out that the painting was not there until they arrived at the Jiuzhou Pavilion, and it was taken away by the Xiaohuangmen three days ago under orders.

In the corner of the hall of Jiuzhou Pavilion, there is also a desk with four treasures of study on it, and two small yellow doors beside it. People who often come to Jiuzhou Pavilion will know that this is a temporary addition, but they will not pay attention until the manager of Jiuzhou Pavilion. Xiao Huangmen with two scrolls went straight to here, which attracted everyone's attention.

With the help of the steward, the painting scrolls were slowly spread out on the desk. Despite the influence of factors such as distance and direction, after the paintings were all spread out, a small area of ​​"wow——" exclamation erupted in the first hall of the Kyushu Pavilion.This is a landscape, this is a majestic landscape painting with no title or style - many people immediately understood that it is the painting in the legend.

Fortunately, the people present are all of great status, and there will be no ugly scenes of swarming.After being amazed, all the people present gathered together in a self-disciplined manner, forming a prototype of a queue. Under such a high degree of self-discipline, they highlighted a man and a woman next to the desk, except for the steward of Jiuzhou Pavilion and a few small yellow gates. The two are closest to the painting.

I just heard that tender little yellow-haired girl who didn't know if she was old enough to say to the young man next to her, "Then I'll just write it up?"

"Correct."

"You can't blame me for writing badly..."

Whoa!

The people in the front row started making noise. Whose girl is this? She's too presumptuous.Does the work of Kyushu Pavilion dare to scribble?

Others didn't know this girl, but someone recognized the young man beside her. She was the eldest son of Chief Meng's family, Meng Shaogang.

"Brother Shaogang."

"Brother Shaogang, may I ask, what are you doing?"

As soon as Meng Shaogang raised his head, seeing all kinds of gazes cast here, he tried his best to hold back the twitching of his face, and clasped his fists at the young master who was at the front, "Brother Wen Yang, let me introduce," he said dryly, "This It's Miss Qianqian, the owner of this painting."

wow——

A louder commotion erupted from the crowd, and all kinds of unfriendly gazes turned into scorching heat.

It was her!

Was this painting really drawn by her?

It turns out that Qian Qianqian is really beautiful.Not rumors exaggerating.

That's what it means to be talented and beautiful.

"My lords, Qianqian is polite." Someone made a standard Wanfu gift.

"Be polite, be polite..." This man's eyes were straightened.

There was also someone pushing forward, "Miss Qianqian, I have admired your name for a long time."

Some even struck up a conversation directly, "Excuse me, Miss Qian..."

"My lord, Wang Fei, works in the Foreign Affairs Department of the Ministry of Rites and met the girl."

……

The order was not chaotic just now, but seeing the legendary beauty now, they almost swarmed forward.At the critical moment, Dang Dang Dang, a few crisp chimes sounded, calming down a group of people who were about to move. Knocking the chime is a palace rule, which means that there will be important people present.

"What's going on here?" Lu Gelao, the head of the Hongwen Hall, saw the mess as soon as he entered the door, and beside him was His Highness King Qin, Ji Zhao.

"Old man."

"Your Highness."

The crowd saluted.

Lu Ge looked around for a week, saw the painting on the desk over there, and then looked at the little girl next to the desk, not surprised, "You are Qian Qianqian?"

"Hello, my lord. I'm Qian Qianqian."

"Well, it looks like a spiritual child, no wonder he can draw this painting." Lu Ge is not only a Ge elder, but also a master of calligraphy and painting. He also taught Shui Qingqian, but he can't recognize it now.The old gentleman praised him very gently, "You have good painting skills, and you will work harder in the future."

"Yes. Senior brother brought me here to make up for this painting."

"Should." Elder Lu Ge obviously knew about this a long time ago, "Are you all ready?" asked the palace attendant.

It's already ready.

Under the attention of everyone and perhaps many suspicions, Shui Qingqian walked to the desk and picked up the brush. The name of the painting was discussed earlier, it was called "Jiangshan Volume", and the signing was easier.The water is clear and shallow with a few brushstrokes, the movement is like a dragon, elegant and vigorous, and the intentionally imitated charm of the book sage attracted a lot of amazement. Shan, "May I take the liberty to ask, is there any relationship between the girl and the former calligrapher?"

Shui Qingqian shook her head, "No, I come from a poor family."

"Oh!"—many sighs of regret.

"The handwriting is very good." Mr. Lu Ge stroked his beard and gave affirmation. No matter whether it has something to do with the sage or not, good handwriting is good handwriting. Lu Ge looked at the paintings with inscriptions and styles in front of him, and suddenly smiled, "This way A majestic painting, paired with an inscription that swallows mountains and rivers, and elegant calligraphy with Zhong Ling... Hey, I actually think that this painting should have a good poem, Your Highness, is the old man getting more and more greedy?"

"No, my disciple also thinks so." Ji Zhao's attitude was very respectful, but he didn't hide his smile. He turned to Shui Qingqian, with a smile deep in his eyes, "Miss Qian, would you take the liberty to ask the girl to compose another poem?"

Meng Shaogang's face, which was trying to maintain a calm face, was almost collapsed by His Royal Highness Zhao's brilliant idea.Shui Qingqian's poetry skills belong to the level of "shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods". All his homework in this subject is done by Yuan Mu. This is a well-known secret. Not only the doctor of Taixue, but even the officials are right He is desperate.But even those who don't know the inside story feel that His Royal Highness Zhao's question is a bit difficult.Poetry, this thing represents knowledge, not only a literary foundation, but also a spiritual talent. As a boudoir girl, Qian Qianqian can draw, which is easy to understand; she can dance, which is also common.But poetry?It's too strong.To put it bluntly, if you really put a third-rate poem on it, wouldn't it ruin the painting?

Sure enough, Qian Qianqian herself showed embarrassment.

"Why, is there any difficulty?"

Meng Shaogang: Your Highness, you really should have inquired about someone's reputation in this area earlier.

Qian Qianqian, "Can you give me some time? I want to go quietly in the yard."

"Of course." This request is too normal, not everyone can compose a poem in seven steps.