sick white moonlight

"Brother!" Chu Ying looked at the bird food picture seriously, and shouted in a low voice, "This picture is so beautiful."

"Dare to ask about this painting..." He An asked in a low voice.

But the scholar at the booth interrupted him, and only said: "This painting is not for sale, only for those who are destined."

He An frowned and looked at the scholar who spoke.

The lights on the night market are brilliant, and palace lanterns are hung in front of the pavilions in various forms, illuminating the night market as brightly as day.

The scholar had his back to the light, half of his handsome face was still in the darkness without any expression, the other half was clearly illuminated by the lamp hanging behind the right corner, his face was serious, and his expression was a little bit arrogant.

Chu Ying left the extremely restrained palace, walked out of the city gate, and came to this street, where the bustling night market is full of people. She gradually lost her previous worry and restraint, and became more cheerful, just like when she was still studying in the past. When hanging out with friends, there is a little more girlish innocence.

She lowered her body and looked at the bird figure, her charming voice was full of joy.

"Then am I destined?"

The white-clothed scholar sat upright, his face paused, he didn't say a word, his dark eyes were somewhat elusive and deep.

Looking at the smiling little lady in front of him, wearing a blue skirt, although he had never seen it before, but based on her age, it should be Chu Ying, the third princess who fell into the water and died in mid-April this year.

What happened, everything changed.

But the change in the current situation should be rooted in the death of the eldest prince Chu Yan's biological mother.

If the biological mother hadn't left, the eldest prince would have been crowned prince in mid-May this year and moved to Ningde Palace.

"This painting is only for destined people." The white-clothed scholar just repeated.

"Oh." Chu Ying answered angrily, and said with a sad face, "It seems that I am not destined."

She looked at the vivid little sparrow in the painting, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and she asked again without giving up, "Brother Scholar, your painting of this sparrow is so good, why don't you let me buy it."

"This little bird is so cute."

"This painting of yours, in my humble opinion, is indeed rigorous and precise, with a high spirit and a clear spirit. It is magnificent and vast, but also light and bright, which has a certain charm." Standing in front of the painting, He An sighed in a low voice. .

"Brother, you must be from Sichuan and Sichuan. I look at this painting, and if you look closely, it looks a bit like the brushwork of Wu Runzhi from Sichuan."

He An was not joking, he was originally a book lover, and also liked to collect famous paintings. Although there were not many, there happened to be a painting "Fishing in Pingyanhanhan" by the famous painter Wu Runzhi.In the later period of He An's previous life, he was obsessed with the restoration of ancient books and the excavation and reexamination of historical materials. He has seen many famous paintings.

Although they are in different worlds, there are still traces to follow in terms of human relations, court rules, changes in official positions, and literary development.

Looking at the brushwork of its mountains and rivers, the clouds and smoke are lightly wiped, overlapping, and the unique layout is already a style of everyone, and it is a school of its own.But after careful consideration, it does have a bit of the style of Wu Runzhi, a great painter who was born in Sichuan and Sichuan.

And one of the pictures of a lone boat on the cold river, no accident, should be the scenery seen on the way out of Shu, crossing hundreds of mountains, and crossing the Hengjiang River.

The scholar didn't answer, he just had a sullen face, and after a while, he replied.

"I was born in Liuzhou."

Liuzhou, isn't Liuzhou the birthplace of Xiao Xiang?

"Liuzhou!" Chu Ying immediately became a little excited when she heard the words, "Brother, you are from Liuzhou, are you coming to Beijing to take the exam?"

"Then have you ever heard of the local Xiao family?"

He An was stunned for a moment, and looked at the excited younger sister beside her, the eyeballs that had been repressed and silent, and even had no spirit, gleamed hazyly, and her slender hands were gently pinching the corner of the cyan Yaluo skirt, a little cautiously, But a little wanton.

Strange to say, this little girl has a contradictory temperament.For a while, it was cold and depressed, and for a while, it was warm and unrestrained.

In this era, many girls have been married at such an age, but she still shows a bit of childishness from time to time.

Xiao Lingyin felt a little awkward. He had long heard that the eldest prince was a lover of painting, so he prepared a few paintings and calligraphy a few days ago. It was a coincidence that he came to this busy street. Seeing the two figures on the street, he thought that they might come to the night market at night, so he waited at the corner of the street. He basically refused many customers who wanted to buy paintings.

The eldest prince cherishes paintings, loves them, and likes to collect them.

It was a good choice to get acquainted because of paintings. Reminding him in the future and letting him avoid being poisoned can be regarded as repaying his rescue.

However, what made him helpless was that what he saw in his painting turned out to be the little lady beside him.

"The Xiao family is from the Jiangqing family in Liuzhou." He An pulled the excited Chu Ying and said calmly.

"Ying'er, if you want to know, I, as an older brother, will naturally speak up."

After hearing this, Chu Ying blushed and said, "I see, brother."

"Let's go!" He An tapped her forehead lightly and said with a smile, "Since he won't sell it, I can't help it either?"

"I can sell it, but only thirty guan."

When the two were about to leave, a faint and somewhat embarrassing reply came from behind.

When Chu Ying heard this, she stopped in her tracks, raised her head and looked at He An who was much taller than her. The street corner lights were reddish, and his fair and handsome face was illuminated with a faint blush. Meaning of shyness, there seems to be a little pearl in the eyes.

She originally wanted to beg this brother who was very kind to the original owner to buy the painting, because she spent all the money she brought out.

But unexpectedly, being trusted by his radiance, he couldn't speak a word for a while.

The only feeling is that this prince who will become the emperor in the future looks really good-looking.

It's a critique of her appearance, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh''''''''''''''''''''''''''

He An lowered his body, looked at the silent little lady in front of him, and smiled lightly, "Little girl, I know what you're thinking even if you don't tell me?"

Holy crap, Chu Ying has no other thoughts in her mind other than these two words.

Damn, this one didn't smile all the time, her mood was flat, gentle and stable, but she didn't expect that this one's smile turned out to be so terrifying, it was so frightening, the girl's heart exploded.

Not thinking about anything else, she just watched in a daze as he pulled her back to pay the money, collect the painting, and chatted with the scholar again.

After being dragged for a long walk, after passing the night market, she came to the promenade by the river, watching the blurred lights on both sides, the bustling flower boats in the lake, and the breeze blowing by the lake, she was relieved a little , calm down slowly.

"Brother, we bought that painting." She asked softly.

"Of course." He An stood by the bridge, the quaint stone bridge stands tall, the gentle and deep river on both sides floats, red lanterns are hung every ten steps along the promenade, there are vendors everywhere, or playing Juggling, or selling cakes, or carrying bags to sell pearl flower jewelry, even in remote street corners, there are artists selling sugar paintings, attracting a lot of children in front of the booth, forming a group.

Chu Ying also looked at the long street and the row upon row of houses. Many girls of her age wore light makeup, wearing tube tops, beige pants, and long skirts. The clothes were light green and silver gray. Crowds are walking around this bustling night market, laughing and laughing constantly.

"This is Da Jin!" She said as she stared at him a little bewilderedly, feeling a burst of emotion in her heart.

Although it is still called the Southern Dynasty today, she will go north in the future and regain the land of the former dynasty. She is in such an exciting era, and there are countless romantic figures.

She turned around and looked at He An, who was calm and unwavering. He was dressed in a white shirt, with a simple and elegant blue sachet hanging tightly around his waist. He was full of the gentleness and elegance of a scholar. In history, the two of Xiao Xiang can be regarded as a monarch and a minister.

and many more! ! !

The scholar who sold paintings just told this guy his name. His surname is Xiao, and his style name is Tzuyu.

What the hell! ! !

Is that scholar actually Xiao Xiang?Xiao Lingyin, whose name is Ziyu, why did she forget, woo woo woo woo!

Chu Ying looked sad, she actually missed the best encounter with her idol.

In other words, these two have known each other for a long time. If they didn't have me, they should have met each other.

Chu Ying was a little confused. After all, she only knew Xiao Xiang better, and she was not familiar with other figures in this dynasty. The reason why she knew the emperor beside her was because other people's biographies about Xiao Xiang always mentioned this.

No matter, no matter, she can be regarded as seeing the idol, and bought the idol's autographed calligraphy and painting.

Perfect! ! !Hahahahaha! ! !

"Brother, was that scholar's surname Xiao just now?" On the way back, Chu Ying couldn't help asking again.

"Well, his surname is Xiao, and his name is Ziyu, which is a good word. It can be seen that his teacher has high hopes for him." He An paused and replied in a low voice.

Chu Ying was so happy that she was about to faint. Now she can feel the feeling of being a groupie online.

What does it feel like to meet an idol face to face, of course I am so excited.

Hahahahaha! ! !

……

Xiao Lingyin, who was left behind, collected the paintings and went back home.

It's just that on the way back, I was still a little depressed, but I didn't know where to start.

When the prince mentioned Wu Runzhi before, he suddenly felt a bit bitter. Sichuan is steep and steep, with many mountain roads. Ordinary people go out of Sichuan, take more waterways, and go boating on the Hengjiang River. If they go upstream, they need good trackers Looting by the riverside, if you go to a place where the water is turbulent, you will have higher requirements on the person who is driving the boat. If you are not careful, it will easily capsize. If you hit the rocks on the shore, you may even end up in a situation where the boat is destroyed. There are not many people who leave Shu and enter Shu.

I was afraid that if I was careless, I would fall into the river and lose Qingqing's life.

In his previous life, or the last time he went out to Shu, after visiting Hualang in high school, he was later granted Youzhou general judge, with three years of power, and returned to Beijing to wait for the assessment after the term of office expired. Little Beijing official.

There were three pavilions and one pavilion in the dynasty. At the beginning of the Jin Dynasty, it changed the previous dynasty’s emphasis on martial arts and still emphasized the rule of law. When it was first established, it established the Zhaowen Pavilion, the History Pavilion, and the Jixian Pavilion. It set up imperial examinations to gather talents from all over the world.At the beginning of Wen Zong, Chongwen Pavilion was established to visit and seek books.

Many of the prime ministers of the Jin Dynasty came from the post of the library. The so-called Zhaowen prime minister, Jixian prime minister, the deputy prime minister of the dynasty, the official worship from the second grade, and Wen Rucheng, who was a scholar of the Zhaowen library at the beginning.

Xiao Lingyin probably had the same experience. He was sentenced to a prefecture at the beginning, and then he was released as an official, and then returned to Beijing to be given another official post. He was promoted all the way until he became the prime minister.

For more than [-] years since then, although he has been released and relegated, he has never returned to Sichuan, so he realized that he had returned to the past and ordered a bowl of the famous pork noodles in his hometown.

When he was in a high position and was in charge of the government, most of the civil servants in the capital supported him. He was always energetic and good at personnel arrangements. In addition, he won the hearts of the people when he was an official abroad. Xiang, who was favored by the emperor first, then supported the young emperor, and was in charge of the court alone, has a deep prestige.

He has been an official for 35 years, and in his opinion, the magic weapon for invincibility is nothing more than the word "union".

As an official, if you want to achieve success, you must naturally gather the strength of all people and unite the hearts of all people to achieve great things.

He was the scholar who was promoted to the pavilion the fastest in Xining years, and was awarded the post of Deputy Minister, Zhizhengshi, and later received the post of Chancellor. In just over ten years, he has never had no rank and no fame, and has become the current emperor. The civil servant with the highest foreign official position.

He was good at painting all his life, and he was good at writing regular script, but few people saw that his paintings resembled Wu Runzhi in Sichuan and Shu.

It should only be that when he was learning painting, he mostly took Liu Yunxu's exquisiteness from the Jiangnan Dynasty, and Gao Minjie's stability and solidity from the North, with a bit of his own style. Although Wu Runzhi from Sichuan and Shu didn't learn much, few people saw it .

He has always loved painting. Although he was entangled in official duties, he never fell behind. After a long period of time, he finally formed a school of his own. At that time, he was called Xiao Hua, because he did not use many brushes, did not paint much, and seldom fell outside. It is even hard to find a painting in the market.

It has been his habit for many years not to sell paintings, let alone give them away easily.

However, today, he only wanted to meet the prince.

Unexpectedly, he didn't care about it and didn't ask any more questions. His heart was extremely complicated.

His paintings were once sought after by everyone, no matter what, and his colleagues sought him out.