Chapter 48: Painted skin

"Why, how could it be me?" Everyone knows Xue Wangjing is joking. Only you who came from 600 years ago took it seriously, pointing back at two steps while pointing at himself, nervous and alert.
Fortunately, other people did not see his morbid state, and laughed, "Isn't it you? Your father and mother gave you a good name, exactly the same as Zong Shengdi's sweetheart. Why? You have nothing to say about these rumors." Know? It's too ignorant! "
Only then did you realize that no one in the world would know that he was from 600 years ago except himself. In other words, the sweetheart named Zong Shengdi in your mouth is actually probably himself.
Xu Yan, Xue Wangjing's words confirmed his guess.
"I heard that this young man named You Zong was raised and raised by his own emperor, Zong Shengzhuang, who not only looks utterly talented, but also stands alone. When he reached fifteen or sixteen years old, Zong Sheng emperor had a deep love for him If mad, but hesitated because of the gap between status and status. When he finally came to the throne of God, for no reason, his sweetheart did not bid farewell, and never turned back. "Xue Wangjing thought there was something to do with Like the rumors, it is a puppet who has no knowledge and skills. I don't know that these wild histories are normal, so I will explain briefly.
Someone sighed next to it. "In fact, there are many rumors about the reason for the youth to leave. They all said that it was the first confidant of Zong Shengdi. Zhao Chuan (Ada), then commander of the forbidden army, was jealous of the juvenile. He left. Therefore, it was Zhao Chuan who saved Zong Shengdi's life on the battlefield several times. He was not reused by Zong Shengdi in his life and died very desolately. Zong Shengdi is worthy of being the master of all ages. Men are jealous and jealous of him. "
"However, he loved that person, but he could never be found again." Someone sighed, "He created the incomparable great cause, but he also worked hard all his life, he was so desperate, and heard that he died long. He had a name, and his eyes were looking in the direction of the city gate. He couldn't close it anyway. Several princes repeatedly wiped it, and it would still open in the next second. In the end, he couldn't but bury him. "
Everyone knows this wild history in detail, and the box can't be closed as soon as it is opened.
"Know why there was no curfew at that time, why didn't you close the gate? Because Zong Shengdi wanted you to enter the city as soon as possible when he returned. The so-called 'My gate is always open for you' is like this Overlord, overlord, really domineering. "
"Also, at that time, the portraits of Youyou were posted at the gates of every city in the Ming Dynasty. Whenever you saw people who looked similar to Youyou, the guards would immediately report to the peak, and the peak would report to the court. The dynasty, which spans the nine major states and encompasses the territory of the seven kingdoms, only takes three days and nights to spread the message into the ears of Zong Shengdi. This is unimaginable now. "
"Yes, I heard that in order to deliver the news, I had to sprint eight horses in a hurry."
"Zong Shengdi's seventeen royal expeditions were not for the purpose of swallowing other countries, but to receive news about his sweetheart and wanted to go out in person to find it. In the First World War, Ximan used someone who looked like you He was lured into the killing, and was almost successful. It can be seen that he could even escape his life in order to have a fight. "
"A few infatuated people in the world are the first of overlords. If I say, the reason why he wiped out the Seven Kingdoms and gathered Kyushu is probably to facilitate the search for the uncle. You must know that if the uncle ran to another state Country, no matter how powerful he is, he can't reach it. "
This view has been recognized by many people, and everyone sighs while drinking tea. They all say that heroes are ruthless, but this is wrong. Zong Shengdi lived up to the love of the people and the expectations of the people. However, after all, he had some luck. He didn't wait for his loved one until he died, and he didn't know where the young man named Youyou went and what happened to him.
Youyi was stunned, and it took a long time for him to return to his senses. It was chaotic: It turned out that it wasn't the master who pushed me away, but Ada made his own claim? It turned out that the master did not jealous me and alienate me, but waited for my whole life? It turned out that the master was calling my name before he died, because he was too unwilling to even close his eyes?
What am I misunderstanding? What did you miss?
I was as if struck by lightning, tearing my heart out, breaking away from the arms of the Nine Prince iron tongs, hurried to the window and repeatedly checking the tiles, imagining the master standing here waiting for his return. He must be very anxious in his heart, so he couldn't calm down when walking around, so he would smooth such hard rocks one by one.
Thinking in this way, you also tried to walk back and forth on the floor tiles, I wonder when she burst into tears. How he hoped that time would go back, so that he could return to Shangjing six hundred years ago, enter through the city gate, and beckon his master. If he saw himself, he would smile with his lips, how handsome and gentle?
Youyi can no longer imagine more, holding his fist against his chest, he was out of breath for a long time. The most terrible thing in the world is not unknown or death, but endless waiting. He always felt the same way as his master, so at this moment, he was about to be suffocated by the desperate waiting.
The ninth prince did not like to listen to the deeds of Zong Shengdi, but he was very interested in seeing the young man, and he did not stop it. Now, the boy suddenly shed tears, and his cheeks were red, his chest was undulating, his back was stunned, as if he would faint at any time. He was so anxious that he immediately walked over and hugged him in the arms.
"What's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable? Sit down and sip."
He tried to hold the boy to the table, but he held his arm tightly and murmured, "Sorry, I don't know, I don't know ..."
The ninth prince became more worried, and whispered, "You are not sorry for me, sit down and rest for a while! You look ugly."
Youyi looked up at him with a sullen expression, but her eyes burst into tears. He regrets that he should leave without asking or asking; he regrets that he did not give the master a little more trust. He regretted too many things, but the 600 years of time have been exiled, that is, the reincarnation of the master and child, all regrets are a thing of the past, and there is no room for recovery.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help coming out of grief, and threw himself into the arms of his master, crying, sobbing sobbing that he couldn't help but feel sore in his eyes. The ninth prince's eyes were crimson, and his heart was cramped, but because he had never comforted anyone, he didn't know how to deal with it, nor did he know why the teenager cried so sadly.
Xue Wangjing embarrassed, "Zhao Xiaogong was really soft-hearted, and he was moved to tears when he heard the story of the overlord."
Some people dismissed it and said, "Why is it the same as a girl? Crying as much as possible!"
"Shut up! I won't talk to the king and get out!" The ninth prince was already upset, and when he heard this, he burst into tears and burned in anger. If he was not holding the boy tightly, he would really kick that person down. Chuanlou, let him forget the river.
The man was startled, and quickly flinched his head into the corner. The others also understood the position of the boy in the heart of His Highness Nine. If another man cried inexplicably like a teenager, His Highness Nine would order his followers to block his mouth and beat him, or he would cut the thing below and make him a real girl. This happened more than once.
But now, His Highness Nine not only doesn't feel bored, but also feels the same. She pats the boy with red eyes and comforts incoherently. Silly? You're so intelligent, you don't look silly, don't cry, otherwise, otherwise ... "Otherwise, I will cry.
"It's true." Youma snored while crying. He was so upset that as long as he thought of hurting his master, he hated to kill himself.
"It's true and how? It has nothing to do with you. Besides, I don't think that Zong Shengdi is pitiful. The emperor who can wipe out the Seven Kingdoms one by one can not even protect his sweetheart, and the end of a lonely life is also Do it for yourself. If it were me, I wouldn't let my sweetheart leave the shackles. I would tie him firmly, put an end to all conspiracy plans for him, and hold the best and most precious things in the world in front of him, to please him. "The jealousy of the nine emperors reveals unabashed taunts, and there are many unknown longings.
Everyone said that he was reincarnated as Zong Shengdi, but he looked down on the ancestor extremely. Even the most beloved can't see, what emperor is he? Really waste!
You have no idea that the current master is dismissive of his former self, and can't help but be surprised. He looked up, although there were tears in his eyes, but he forgot to cry for a while.
Taking advantage of this time, the nine princes quickly wiped his tears for him and ordered, "Be good, don't cry. Ye Shixue hearsay, the real and the false are all over, so why bother thinking again and again."
Youyi listened to the master most, and because of the guilt in her heart, he didn't dare to annoy him, and quickly put away his tears, but the sorrowful emotions hadn't calmed down, so he couldn't help snoring one after another. The ninth prince took up the tea cup and blew it a little bit, carefully feeding him a few sips, his eyes full of love.
Xue Wangjing and others saw that the situation was finally under control, and they ordered their followers to urge the vegetables. Xiao Er came in quickly with a tray and set the steaming meal on the table. When you are in a bad mood, you love to eat, immediately take the bowl and pull the rice noodles, and burp while eating.
The ninth prince was amused secretly, holding a tea cup in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, while feeding the teenager with water while picking vegetables for him, he had no time to eat.
Feeling of suffocation in the past, only when the magpie realized that it was inappropriate, he quickly helped the master to serve the rice, and served him very carefully and thoughtfully. He has missed 600 years and does not want to miss the reunion now.
The ninth prince was taken for granted from a young age. He always took it for granted, but now he is very satisfied. As long as it is a young boy's dish, he eats as much as he can, and his appetite is wide open.
As the so-called time-shifting world changes, even the same soul is still a different individual after reincarnation. They have their own families, their own growth experiences and memories. Some people refer to the previous habits of cloth dishes, but do not know that Prince Jiu no longer likes to eat these things.
Xue Wangjing wanted to remind him that when he saw that both of them were diligent and that they were eating happily, he didn't dare to talk.
Zhao Yusong seemed to be laid back, but in fact he had already clenched his fists and was full of resentment. What does it mean, `` I will firmly tie him up, put an end to all conspiracy plans for him, and bring the best and precious things in the world to him one by one, to please him ''? When he said that, His Highness Nine's eyes were staring at You Xi, and his expression was solemn as if he was taking an oath, as if He was his sweetheart, and in order to have He, he could give everything.
What does this so-called "everything" include? Power, status, petting? Da Boben is a villain who lives in a flycatcher. Wouldn't he be more brazen if his son was favored? And until then, how should the two houses be together? Zhao Yusong gritted his teeth, and said: The clan of Zhao must not give birth to an unscrupulous pet, an unscrupulous courtier. After I returned, I told the grandfather about this and let him decide.
Although he was thinking of righteousness, the jealousy in his heart was far more than the fear of clan reputation.
At the same time, you and two sons have eaten two bowls of rice and are preparing to add a third bowl. When Xue Wangjing saw that the food was disappearing quickly, he rushed to the standing by the door and let him order a few more. It is rare that His Highness Nine is in such a good mood and his appetite is wide open, and he must make him happy today.
As soon as the door opened, there was a loud noise outside. Another month will be the triennial conference test, followed by the hall test. If they succeed, they will immediately be ranked in the upper class. They naturally look forward to it and show their skills.
Wenhui can not only make a name for itself, but also test the depths of its opponents. If you encounter one or two nobles by chance, or you can be carried and reused, therefore, in recent days, all restaurants and tea houses in Shanghai have been lively. Among them, Wangchuan Tower is the most popular among the children, so this place is the place that His Highness Jiu Jiu used to stay. It sounds like the Beijing envoys said that if they came to Wangchuan Tower for meals, they would meet His Highness at least nine times.
Today, I do n’t know if these people have good luck or bad luck. They met each other, but the beauty is on the side, and they have no intention to pay attention to the Wenhui.
Seeing His Royal Highness Jiu Jiu's indifference to outside talks, Zhao Yusong was disappointed. Would he want to start and invite the palace to show his talents? But at this moment, his little sister-in-law held a bamboo tube inside and whispered in his ear. He was overjoyed, waiting for His Royal Highness to eat and drink, while he waited for a moment to wipe his mouth and clean his hands, arching, "His Royal Highness, my father found a handful of calligraphy and paintings of an unknown gentleman a while ago. Will you give your palm?"
"Oh, you dad can get the calligraphy and paintings of the unknown gentleman. Good luck! Your Highness likes to collect his works and hurry up to let everyone appreciate and appreciate them." Xue Wangjing smiled and raised an eyebrow. Everyone echoed.
Only then did you think about the task of confession from your father and mother. When you heard that the calligraphy and painting was the heart of the nine emperor, he quickly turned to see Zhao Yusong, and asked ignorantly, "Who is an anonymous dweller?"
He has always been like this, he asks if he doesn't understand, he doesn't say, he gets the answer from someone else and keeps it in his mind in order to expand his knowledge reserve, he never knows how to pretend, and never knows how to pretend.
The crowd was stunned first, and then it was funny. They dared not show it in front of the nine emperor, and turned their faces red.
Zhao Yusong was in a hurry and coquettishly said, "Anonymous layman was the most famous book painter of the Ming Dynasty. He neither loved painting landscapes, nor painted flowers and plants. He only copied portraits all his life, often wandering the street with a piece of wood. Everyone carved it out. People laughed at him for being stupid, vulgar, and indifferent, but he persisted. From the age of sixteen to fifty, when he was about to die, Zong Shengdi suddenly issued an imperial list and called A painter who is good at drawing people. It turned out that he wanted to paint the face of his sweetheart on paper, and he could n’t control himself because of the feelings when he moved the pen. And I was afraid that he would be forgotten years and years later, that's why ... "
"What are you talking about?" Seeing that your eyes were red again, and a few drops of tears were hanging on the eyelashes, the emperor Jiu immediately scolded, his expression impatient.
Zhao Yusong's face was white, and he hurriedly said, "This is the only way to tell the world, to find an artist. The unknown resident should be called into the palace, and only by the dictation of the emperor Zong Sheng, the person's smile will be brought to life, provoking Zong Sheng emperor His heart was filled with joy, and he personally registered him as the first painter in the world. His life-long paintings were all collected by the Emperor Zong, and burned in the flames of war, and they were extremely rare in the market. "Then Luo opened the bamboo tube and slightly yellowed the picture. The scrolls were spread out on a tabletop that had been wiped clean and felt.
The Nine Prince looked down, and it turned out to be a portrait, but not the person he expected. No one knows that the reason why he collects the pictures of unknown laymen is not out of affection or art. He just wanted to take a look at what the young man named Yuyou looked like. Although a painting was preserved in the royal family, the ink had faded and a silhouette remained.
When he was young, he often stared at the outline for a while, and then weeped inexplicably until he grew up and slightly improved. However, his attachment to the complete portrait never disappeared, and wherever a suspected anonymous person's work came out, he would be asked to search. He thought that perhaps one day he might accidentally get a good portrait to solve his doubts.
But now, he suddenly lost interest, and no longer wanted to explore what the legendary peerless beauty looked like. He already has his own talents, he is very good, this is the only one in the world.
The ninth prince planned to go back after a few glances, but when he saw a puppet rushing to his side, staring at the picture with a burning gaze, as if he was very interested, he changed his mind, pointed at a few details and began to explain, and finally shook his head. , "The strokes are not round enough, the paper has old signs, and the last part of the deposit was not accepted, which shows that this is a fake."
Zhao Yusong was disappointed, thinking of his father's five hundred and two grains of silver in vain, and his heart hurt even more.
Youyi has a strong ability to learn. He listened carefully for a while, and kept all the identification methods in his mind, ready to go back and ask his father and mother to buy one. Wouldn't he be happy if he could find a true picture for the master? As for the fact that his father wanted to be transferred to Yangzhou, he had long been thrown out of the clouds.
At this time, knocking came from outside the door. It was originally a group of sons and daughters heard that His Highness Nine was eating here, but he did not invite him. They stooped and acted in a respectful manner, repeatedly asking for suggestions from His Royal Highness, and saying that His Royal Highness's calligraphy was unparalleled in the world, and no one else wanted to see it.
The ninth prince wanted to walk them away, but saw that you were staring at him with reverence and scorching eyes, and vanity soared.
"Well, ask them to come in." He waved his hands and waved his sleeves, his posture was chic, and he didn't talk too much with a few people, spread out a rice paper pen and walk around the dragon. The children were so ecstatic that they gathered around and watched, and everyone downstairs heard and heard the news.
The nine emperors at the time of Wuwen's inking seem to coincide with the master six hundred years ago, but there are also differences. At that time, he had no one to answer, and he was shocked and clumsy. Now he can sway and indulge, and when he should be laughing, he laughs happily, when he should be angry, he rushes to the crown, even if the edge is exposed, even if it is cloudy, it can be touted and admired by everyone.
What's more different is that now he has no place for him. Take a look at Xue Wangjing, who helped the master, and Zhao Yusong, who helped the master to hold the paper. He has been squeezed to the outside of the crowd. He can only lift his toes and neck, and finally realizes an extremely sad thing—no matter How guilty he is, no matter how much he wants to make up for, the master who has lived once again does not need his guilt, let alone his make up. The only thing he could do for him was about walking quietly away and guarding silently.
Thinking of this, he rubbed his red eyes and quietly left.
The ninth prince felt that someone was staring at himself with fanatical eyes, and stood very close, spraying his breath side by side on his face. He always thought that it was a mischief, so he wrote more devotedly. After a mad cursive, he really heard the amazing gasping sounds from people around him.
He took the wet parcel delivered by the eunuch, rubbed his hands slowly, and looked at the "you" standing next to him, trying to get some warm praise from his mouth, but he did not prevent seeing one. Totally strange faces.
"You don't have a cricket!" He stunned, and then repeatedly searched through the crowd, shouting in a panic, "There are crickets, there are crickets, where are you? There are crickets!"
He madly pushed away the crowd, but never found the beloved boy again. First, his face was pale and shaky, and then he quickly walked back to Yajian, tearing a piece of his best written word into pieces.
"When did you leave? Even individuals can't bear it, what does King want you to do? Get out! Get all out of King!" He had a sullen face, a blue complexion, and he couldn't draw it-he put a sword on his waist and took these Obstructive people chopped into flesh.
Tables and chairs, pens, ink, paper, and other objects were all shattered by him, making a huge sound of pingping pong cymbals, horrifying everyone back and forth. Xue Wangjing and others did not dare to leave, but had to keep anxious outside the door, and sprinted a gesture of chopping the neck at the guard chief.
Knowing that the master looked after Zhao Xiaozhang, he hadn't stared at him yet, why didn't he see anything at all?
The guards were also very wronged. At that time, there were so many people. They were worried that the assassins were mixed in. They were extremely alert. Where could they have time to pay attention to the son of the Zhao family? This group of people is also big-hearted, in order to show their faces, they pushed His Highness-the nobles around them for no reason. This time, no one can think of the palace test.
The ninth prince went crazy for a while, and rushed out to search for people on the street. When he couldn't find him, he ran to Zhao's house, but learned that there was no turn around, so he went down the same path to find his love. Passing by, the next key party was tied back to the East Palace by a guard sent by Emperor Zhong Kang. 2k novel reading network