fight to be tom sue

Now it's the end of November, and the New Year's Day will be less than a month away, and Mu Yueqin and the emperor's meeting will be at a celebration banquet half a year later. There is still a lot of time, and Gu Qing is not in a hurry to do anything.He has already asked the supervisor of the painting academy for a month's leave, and he only needs to stay in the room to recuperate every day without doing anything.

The body of the original body is as weak as the common scholars in ancient times, and Gu Qing did not dare to use too much system conditioning. In addition to taking medicine every day, he was painting in front of the painting table, which exhausted his mental energy. The disease dragged on for nearly half a month. That's good, but only Gu Qing knows if it's true or not.

Standing at the door to see off the visiting supervisor, Gu Qing gathered the outer shirt on her shoulders and went back to the room. When she got a cup of hot tea, she took a sip in her hand, warming her cold stomach.

The supervisor of the painting academy had some kind of friendship with Gu Qing's master. When he left the palace, he specially asked the supervisor to take care of the two apprentices as far as he could, especially the big apprentice who was obsessed with painting. Therefore, Gu Qing was ill and the supervisor generously gave him a leave of absence. When Gu Qing recovered from her illness and went to work, she would sometimes take the time to take a look as she did now.

On the contrary, it's his good junior brother who hasn't even shown his face in the past half month, and I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience or...

The teacup was held under the lips, and the hazy mist rose up, blurring Gu Qing's face, but there was an added sense of beauty of "still holding the pipa and half covering the face". You can't help but feel a little crazy about the adult's beauty.

how to say?The little eunuch frowned, always felt that Mr. Gu became a little different from Mr. Gu after he was ill. He was still the same gentle, but there was something more, and something was missing.

If Mr. Gu was not still obsessed with painting, the little eunuch almost wondered if Mr. Gu had been dropped.Thinking of this, the little eunuch's brows gradually relaxed. After all, everyone in the palace was painting except for eating and sleeping, and there was no one else except Mr. Gu, so Mr. Gu was still Mr. Gu, only changed when he grew up!

Gu Qing only thought that the little eunuch was very interesting, so he made fun of two of them, and only let him go by saying that the little eunuch's round and delicate face was flushed, and then asked about serious matters: "I've been staying in the room every day to recuperate. , my body is almost moldy, can Xiaoyouzi tell me something interesting?"

"Yes, my lord." The little eunuch's face was still red, but he replied respectfully: "I heard that a top-quality camellia was presented as a tribute, and each plant has eighteen flowers. The colors are not the same, but at the same time Flowers of different colors such as pink, red, white, red stripes on white background, white stripes on red background, etc. are produced, and the lace forms a hexagonal corolla, with as many as eighteen layers of layers..." said the little eunuch, Lu Qiji, thinking about it, is extremely eager to see this legendary camellia.

"The name of this flower is 'Eighteen Scholars'. I have seen it in books before, and I never expected that there is such a wonderful flower in the world." Gu Qing smiled lightly, and said: "What about after that?"

"Afterwards, I heard that this camellia was deeply loved by the emperor, and Longyan Joy was placed in the bedroom. Later, this flower was awarded to the painting concubine who has been very favored recently..."

"The painting concubine?"

"The painting concubine is a new young lady, and the emperor bestowed the title of painting on her position as a concubine." The little eunuch explained.

"So it's the new ladies, no wonder I don't know, Xiaoyuzi, please tell me about these new ladies carefully, so that I won't mistake you for the noble one." Gu Qing's voice was a little worried, as if he was really worried about possibly offending the palace. worried about the dignitaries in the village.

The little eunuch probably knew this too, and after covering the doors and windows, he carefully explained to Gu Qing: "The emperor doesn't like women, and only 11 of these beautiful women stayed in the palace as concubines, and the rest were reserved as palace maids. Send them back home. Among the 11 people, only the concubine Hua is the most beautiful and the most favored, she was named concubine after she first received favor, and she even gave the concubine the unique camellia."

"The other ten people with the highest rankings are no more than talented people, and there are also women with lower rankings, but..." the little eunuch said with an angry look on his face. "The portrait of the painting concubine should have been drawn by an adult, and the painting concubine's blue eyes may not be without the effect of the portrait. Master Donggu used this to gain the eyes of the painting concubine, but he never came to see the lord... ..." The more the little eunuch said, the more angry he became, his face flushed.

Gu Qing took a sip of warm tea and said with a smile: "Okay, it's because I don't have that 'blessing' after all, that's also my junior brother's chance..."

"But......"

"My health is already recovering. Tomorrow you will accompany me to go out for a walk. Tell me about the beautiful scenery in the palace now." Seeing that the little eunuch wanted to say something, Gu Qing interrupted her and changed the subject.

The little eunuch also knew that Gu Qing didn't want to say more, so he followed Gu Qing's words and changed the subject.

At the same time, Mu Yueqin was taking a nap in the small courtyard outside the side hall of Xihua Palace, which was far away from the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

There is a tall osmanthus tree in the courtyard, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus lingers in the whole courtyard. Mu Yueqin is lying on the couch, the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and her beautiful face is peaceful.Although this result is not satisfactory, it is not bad, it is better to go to earn that unnecessary favor.

Thinking of Mu Ruhua, who is now taking her place in the sixth palace, Mu Yueqin smiled mockingly. He was looking forward to the final fate of his sister-in-law, whether it would be like her, a white silk, or a glass of poisoned wine.

"Master, the dinner is here." Mu Yueqin came over to call the maid who brought the meal back.

Mu Yueqin responded, and asked the maid to help her clean her face and wash her hands.

Although the dishes on the small table were not as rich and exquisite as in the previous life, they were still good. Mu Yueqin was served and finished her dinner carefully, went out for a few laps to digest her food, read a book for a while and fell asleep.

In Hualuan Hall, eunuchs and maids are standing outside the hall at this time, and the picture of concubine Muru in the hall is painted with exquisite makeup, and only a part of her black hair is fixed with a hairpin, and the rest is scattered behind her head.Mu Ruhua was wearing a pink tulle and sitting on Chendi's lap, Wu Nong smiled softly.

"How does the emperor see his concubines today?"

"Aifei is naturally beautiful at all times." Chen Di lifted Mu Ruhua's chin, leaned close to her ear and blew.

Mu Ruhua's cheeks flushed with a blush, making her more beautiful, she clasped Chen Di's shoulder and said with a coquettish smile: "The emperor only makes his ministers and concubines happy."

"I'm telling the truth, but my concubine is unparalleled in beauty." Chen Di had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were cold and devoid of emotion.

Muruhua smiled again, and the atmosphere became more and more intense. The Emperor Chen carried Muruhua across the bed, and the pink bed curtain fell down.

One side is cold and simple, guarding the empty boudoir alone; the other side is lively and luxurious, Wushan is unique.

With Mu Yueqin's character, enjoying the benefits of power, can she really let go easily?The hatred in the current life is gradually fading, how long can he endure this kind of life?

Now, he only needs to add a handful of dry wood and a fire, that's enough.

Lying on the bed with eyes closed, Gu Qing felt at ease.

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Early the next morning, Gu Qing returned to the painting academy, greeted the supervisor and colleagues of the painting academy, and then went to the room where she worked.

The Academy of Painting is a special official institution set up by Dayan. Wen does not occupy court affairs; Wu does not occupy military affairs. The only job every day is one word and painting.

Since the establishment of the Academy of Painting, each emperor has created a topic every month, and the painters of the Academy of Painting will paint on this topic. The painters can make multiple paintings, but they can only choose one to submit, and then the emperor will point out the best of them.

For those who ranked the best three times in a row, the emperor agreed to a reasonable request; otherwise, the person who ranked last twice in a row would be expelled from the painting academy.

When Emperor Chen took office, although he did not pay as much attention to the Academy of Painting as before, he still followed the old practice and set a question every month.

Last month's title was "Autumn". Originally a nympho, Chendi tried his best to do his best in every question, and this time was no exception.The reason why Yuanshen fell ill while rushing to paint overnight was because of a sudden burst of inspiration, which was out of control.

Because of the 'Eighteen Scholars', the title given by Emperor Chen this time is 'flower', no matter what kind of flower, there is only one requirement, which is 'beauty'.The morning emperor made a clear decree, and the winner this time promised him a promise.This is enough to show that the morning emperor attached great importance to this event, and of course, as the master of the 'Eighteen Scholars', the painting concubine also gained the fawning or jealousy of a lot of palace people.

Beauty, there is the beauty of Xiaojiabiyu, there is the beauty of a lady, there is the beauty of cold and lonely, and there is also the beauty of charming and bright.The Emperor Chen is a generation of emperors, and emperors live and die, so when it comes to what kind of flower is suitable for the emperor, only the emperor flower in memory is the most suitable.

The emperor flower is an innate elixir in the cultivation world in memory. Legend has it that the emperor flower was originally just an ordinary spirit flower, which was nourished by the blood of the ancestral dragon by chance and gave birth to spirituality.

Emperor flower, the flower is huge, the whole body is dark golden, with a touch of blood at the tip of the petals, the stamen is shaped like a dragon's head, the leaves are shaped like a dragon's claw, and the rhizome is the dragon's body. I'm not sure I can finish this work in one go.

After dipping some ink, Gu Qing decided to practice his pen first, and just spend peonies. It is a pity that there is no peony in this world.

Gu Qing first chose Wei Zi with a thousand petals, and after painting Wei Zi, he painted Yao Huang, Zhao Fan...

There was a knock on the door of the room suddenly, Gu Qing made a mistake, and the painting he was painting was destroyed.It seems that it is better to draw in the yard in the future, Gu Qing put the pen down and said softly: "Come in."

Dong Gu then opened the door and came in. As soon as he entered, Dong Gu took a food box and put it on Gu Qing's painting table, pressing it on the piece of waste paper.

Gu Qing frowned, the painting was held back by him, but it could be seen that there was something painted on it, whether it was intentional or unintentional that his junior put the things on it.

Seeing Gu Qing frowning, Dong Gu realized the same thing and took down the food box and put it on the ground, screaming: "Brother, did I overwhelm your painting?"

"It's nothing, it's just a waste product." Gu Qing stopped Dong Gu's movements, patted Dong Gu's head like the original owner did, and said softly.

Dong Gu blushed as if he had grown up and took a step back, "I've grown up, brother, don't touch my head anymore, it's not good. Also, brother's paintings are very good, so there are no waste products." Dong Gu didn't look like he was sixteen or seventeen, and his appearance was also very handsome, so this posture was not very inconsistent.

Gu Qing didn't answer, but instead asked: "Junior brother, why are you looking for me this time?"

"It's nothing." Dong Gu scratched his head, and pushed the food box in front of Gu Qing, "Senior brother was sick a few days ago, but I couldn't visit because of trivial matters. Today, seeing that senior brother is well, I brought you some snacks. Senior brother won't be angry with me, right?" Dong Gu looked at Gu Qing nervously while talking.

"Of course not, then I will accept this box of snacks. Together?" Gu Qing reached out to pat Dong Gu's head, but paused as if remembering Dong Gu's previous words, and then landed on the food box above.

"No, no, no, my painting is not finished yet. My talent is not as good as my brother's. I have to work hard. Brother, eat. I'm leaving first." After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry without waiting for Gu Qing to stop him.

But Gu Qing will not stop it. After Dong Gu left, Gu Qing opened the food box, took out the snacks inside and smelled them carefully. There were three dishes of snacks and one bowl of dessert, and only one of each dish was drugged. The dessert was good, it seems This junior brother already had murderous intentions towards him, and the original body's illness that time was probably not easy.

Throwing away the discarded paintings, Gu Qing picked up the paintbrush again to paint the flowers that were close to beauty in her memory. Time passed, and the little eunuch came over half an hour after the lunch time.

This time, Xiaoyouzi hurried in without even knocking on the door, and pulled Gu Qing's sleeve, gasping for breath, unable to speak.

Gu Qing smiled and handed him a glass of water, and gave him a smooth ride, "What's the matter, so anxious?"

Xiaoyouzi took the water but didn't drink it, panting and said: "Master... my lord, Dong Gu... don't, don't..." Eat...

Looking at the half-empty food box, Xiaoyouzi couldn't get the last word out of her mouth, with a look of grief and despair, after a long time, she suddenly rushed over and hugged Gu Qing's thigh, screaming "Master" heart-piercingly lung.

Gu Qing: "..."