Chapter 174: Autumn hunting (6)

I saw two almost identical paintings, the same beauty standing in the pavilion, one sitting in the pavilion, smiling at the pond in front, the long skirt mopping the floor, and the slender figure. Her beautiful eyes seemed to reflect all the spring light in this pond, so beautiful.
The other one is overlooking from the side of the fence, the figure is still slender and beautiful, but looking from the side, a pair of eyes contains sorrow, hate, sorrow, bitterness ... It is so beautiful that she wants to lift her eyebrows Sadness, and all the hatred.
Two identical paintings, two completely different looks, Xiao Fengqing's Dan Qing is really good, especially the fine-grained painting, such a detailed painting method, he finished it in two days. It was just that he painted so real, he turned out to be like this in his heart ...
Nie Wushuang looked for a long time, his eyes were complicated and said: "Show the first picture to the emperor."
"What about the second pair?" Yang Zhi asked.
"It burned." Nie Wushuang said lightly. Looking back, there were no waves in Tan Shen's eyes: "The second picture is not good."
Yang bowed down, Nie Wushuang turned around and continued to look at the first painting. The spring was bright, and the woman in the painting was quiet and elegant. What she showed to the emperor would be like this, always beautiful ...
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The day of autumn hunting is approaching day by day, and the concubines in the palace are discussing which king and grandson of the autumn hunting will attend this year, and which adult family disciple is superior in martial arts, and is expected to win the emperor's praise. Family-friendly girls want to find a good marriage in autumn hunting, all kinds of.
They were saying that Nie Wushuang usually listened at this time, contented with ease. She has no relatives to worry about, nor does she know which teenager they are talking about.
It's just that Qiu Qiao is approaching, and the Chaotang and Harem gradually have new rumors. It is rumored that the emperor hung a beautiful picture in his hall, Ganlu Hall. Min
The beauty painting turned out to be the most beloved Bi Xiuyi recently. The emperor's act was innocuous. Even if he put all kinds of beauties on the four walls of the Ganlu Hall, it was the emperor's own preference.
But somehow, the news came to the envoys of Qi Guo who had not yet left, and it became another flavor.
In the post office.
"It must be that the demon girl Nie's persuaded the emperor Ying Guo not to borrow soldiers!" Said an old Qi Guo minister with a white beard indignantly.
"Why did Nie Weicheng I wisely give birth to this wicked woman who lost all the face of Nie's face!" A pale-haired old minister barefooted his chest, but he forgot that the whole house of Nie was ordered by the emperor Qi Guo.
"Be sure to remove the Nie, the demon girl!" A military general slammed onto the table, his murderous eyes passing by.
"No! The Emperor Ying Guo likes her so much. In the event that Nie's dead, the Emperor Ying Guo became furious. Not only did he not borrow soldiers, but it also became the fault of our Qi country. Hey! "Reminded a courtier next to him.
"Hongyan is a disaster! Is the sky going to destroy our Qi country?" Some ministers wept bitterly.
The envoys of the Qi Kingdom shook their heads, angry and unwilling, but no one held the hope of the Emperor of the country. Gradually, the demon girl Nie's confused the emperor Ying Guo, and a story of revenge gradually spread in Ying Guo's capital. The rumored people spoke noses and eyes.
It is rumored that Nie's looks are beautiful, enchanting, and proficient in singing and dancing ...
It is rumored that the Nie family had allowed the emperor Yinguo who had read the spring to stop for three days, every night singing songs, Jiuchi meat forest ...
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Nie Wushuang became a legend. Everyone talked a lot. With the war between Qi and Qin, the more Gu Qinghong's name appeared, the more he got involved with Nie Wushuang. Just all this,
Yonghua Hall.
Nie Wushuang listened to Yang Zhi reporting the affairs in his palace and asked, "When is the emperor's autumn hunting?"
"Maybe another five or six days." Yang Zhidao said: "The emperor has instructed the House of Government to draw up a list of autumn hunters, and the maiden is in it."
Nie Wushuang smiled sweetly: "Autumn looks very lively."
Yang Zhi, who has always been indifferent, also smiled: "Yeah, the emperor is very good at riding and shooting, and he will always win in autumn hunting. Last year the emperor also hunted two tigers, a bear, and countless beasts."
Nie Wushuang remembered that when he first knew that Xiao Fengyi was the emperor, he had seen his superb archery in the mountains and forests of the king's palace, so the emperor who was good at riding and shooting would not be willing to just guard his own mountains.
He has the ambition to chase the world.
Nie Wushuang lowered his eyes and felt sighing and pitiful to the envoys of Qi Guo who had not yet left.
Yang Zhi looked at Nie Wushuang crooked on the couch, pondered for a while, and then said: "Mother-in-law, slaves have a sentence, I don't know if I should say it properly?"
Nie Wushuang raised his eyes, and cold light flashed in the beautiful eyes: "Say."
"Now there is a rumor that the queen is fascinating the monarch, so the emperor does not borrow soldiers to join the country." Yang Zhi said what he heard these days, and watched Nie Wushuang carefully. Woe to draw tricks? "
Nie Wushuang froze. No wonder she has been whispering everywhere in the past few days. She wants to think that they are just afraid of her. painting? ...
Nie Wushuang straightened up, sneering in his heart. It turned out to be such an intention. No wonder the emperor was trying to draw a beauty picture. No wonder Xiao Fengqing looked at her with pitiful eyes that day ...
It turned out she was nothing more than chess in their hands, painting on the face, a tool, a knife. Xiao Fengqing really makes sense. In Xiao Fengyi's mind, beauty is never more important than Jiang Shan.
"Mother-in-law?" Yang asked Nie Wushuang with a strange smile and couldn't help asking: "Is the mother-in-law all right?"
"It's okay." Nie Wushuang turned back and smiled. "How can there be something in this palace."
From the moment Shen Rumei was pushed out of Xianggufu, she lived in hell. She tempered herself into a knife, made skin with a tiger, and walked in the harem of Yinguo who could eat no bones. What was the fear of using this?
She's used to it, hasn't she?

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