Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 352 Meeting Princess Changle for the First Time
On the drawing paper, Li Daoxuan's brush was like a dragon and a snake, and he even closed his eyes, as if everything on the paper was under his control, and within a moment, the dragon was finished.

A suspected worm-like thing appeared on the drawing paper, and it was a little chubby, like a wriggling fat-headed worm.

As for the painting skills... There is no skill at all. For a good painter like Li Chunfeng, just looking at it makes him feel bad.

"Renren Li really has superb drawing skills. The level of this painting is probably comparable to the graffiti of a three-year-old child."

There was a tinge of sarcasm in Li Chunfeng's voice.

As a master of painting, the portraits of generals he painted are useless. Isn't it ridiculous that Li Daoxuan's painting skills are so generous?

Li Shimin glanced at Li Chunfeng and sighed in his heart.

Li Chunfeng is a rare talent born in Lou Guan Dao. He stepped into the Yin God Realm when he was less than thirty, and he is in a high position. He has always been a little arrogant.

As the eunuch of Qin Tianjian, he blamed himself for not being able to solve the nightmare for the emperor, so he had to turn to the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain for help. To him, it was a sign of incompetence.

So when Li Daoxuan first entered the palace, his gaze was somewhat scrutinizing.

"Really Li, if you have no other choice, please tell me frankly, why bother to boast, you must know that this is the Palace of Manna, in front of the Son of Heaven, how can you allow yourself to be presumptuous?"

Li Chunfeng issued a warning. He believed that Li Daoxuan was despising the emperor and deliberately teasing him because of his strong Taoism and profound background.

Li Shimin coughed and said: "Aiqing, don't worry, I believe that Taichong must have a purpose in drawing this... dragon."

Li Shimin was an emperor with high artistic literacy, both civil and military, and especially loved calligraphy. It is said that Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface" was treasured by him.

It's just that at this moment he had no choice but to say something for Li Daoxuan against his conscience.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Li Daoxuan put down his pen, dried the ink, and said with a smile: "Actually, whether you can subdue demons or demons does not depend on painting skills, but on Taoism."

Li Chunfeng said indifferently: "What does Master Li mean, is my way of Taoism common?"

"Haha, don't you dare, it's just that there is a specialization in the art industry."

Li Daoxuan handed the painting to Li Shimin and said: "Your Majesty, before going to bed at night, you can hang this painting on the head of the bed, it may have a miraculous effect."

Li Shimin was skeptical, but still accepted it.

"By the way, Taichong, how is the investigation of the blindness case going?"

He was worried that Li Chunfeng would be entangled in the painting again, so he changed the subject casually.

I thought that Li Daoxuan would not be able to find clues so quickly when he was new here. After all, the case has been dragged on for several months without any progress.

Unexpectedly, Li Daoxuan said with a smile: "Your Majesty, there are indeed some clues to this case. I believe that the murderer will be found soon."

Li Shimin's eyes lit up immediately.

Li Chunfeng was skeptical, and now he felt more and more that Li Daoxuan was not very capable, but his tone was outrageous.

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Leaving Ganlu Hall.

Li Chunfeng walked with Li Daoxuan, he swaggered, kept a distance from Li Daoxuan, and did not speak.

Li Daoxuan looked at him.

Li Chunfeng's face is like a crown jade, with a slender figure, wearing Taoist robes, he looks handsome and flawless. In terms of appearance, he can faintly threaten Li Daoxuan.

The biggest characteristic of this person is cleanliness.

From head to toe, the Taoist robe didn't even have a single wrinkle, let alone a wisp of dust.

He was wearing a Taoist crown, and his hair was combed neatly. With Li Daoxuan's eyesight, he couldn't even find a single strand of loose hair.

This is a person who is both like a Taoist priest and a Confucian scholar.

Compared with him, Li Daoxuan is much more casual. He pursues comfort in his clothes. He wears a long robe with wide sleeves, and his long hair is tied casually. When the breeze blows, a few strands of hair will flutter from time to time.

Li Chunfeng turned his eyes away, and stopped looking at the other party's loose attire, so as not to be upset.

"Brother Huang Guanzi, do you have a problem with the poor Taoist?"

Li Daoxuan took the lead in asking, Huang Guanzi is Li Chunfeng's Taoist name.

Li Chunfeng said lightly: "Don't dare, you are a real person in Longhu Mountain, my Lou Guan Dao is no better than a small sect, how dare you—"

Before he finished speaking, his body shook suddenly, because Li Daoxuan stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders, looking familiar.

"Haha, brother Daoist, you are joking. The patriarch of Lou Guan Dao is Master Yin Xi, my first disciple, and my patriarch of Longhushan is also my disciple. After all, we are all in the same spirit!"

Li Chunfeng frowned, feeling that his whole body was dirty, and goose bumps all over his body.

He had a habit since he was a child, that is, he couldn't tolerate a little mess. At this moment, Li Daoxuan was holding his shoulders, and he felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Really, we don't know each other well."

Li Chunfeng tried hard to distance himself, but he found that no matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid Li Daoxuan's hand.

Even if he takes the three talents and steps into the strange gate, Li Daoxuan can follow him like a shadow.

After a while.

Li Chunfeng's eyes were full of helplessness, he tidied up his clothes, wiped clean the place touched by Li Daoxuan, and said with a long sigh: "A real person has profound Taoism, I am not as good as it."

Li Daoxuan hurriedly said: "Look at what you said, I don't care about you, I just want to try your school's method."

After a pause, he said, "Of course, actually, I have one more thing to ask Brother Dao."

"What's the matter?"

Li Daoxuan's eyes moved, and said: "Brother Dao, please pay attention to the palace. If you hear the dragon chant tonight, immediately rush into your majesty's bedroom and don't let anyone go."

Li Chunfeng frowned. Could it be that the thing drawn by the other party is really magical?

At this moment, a small figure came running from afar, followed by two court ladies.

"Slow down, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, watch out for your steps!"

The one who ran was a little girl wearing a white fairy dress. Her long hair was fluttering, dotted with pearls and butterfly-like jade ornaments, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind. With a big food box.

Li Chunfeng was startled, and hurriedly said: "This is His Majesty's favorite Princess Changle, let's get out of the way, don't run into the princess."

The two stepped aside and bowed to salute.

But who would have thought that the snow-white skirt stopped in front of the two of them, Chang Le panted and said happily, "Finally... finally caught up!"

Her voice is as crisp as an oriole's first cry, like a wind chime.

Li Chunfeng stepped forward and said, "What are you waiting for, Your Highness?"

He lowered his head, abided by etiquette, and did not look directly at the princess's face, but Li Daoxuan didn't have so many rules. After saluting, he straightened his back and looked curiously at Li Shimin's favorite princess.

It has to be said that, having inherited the genes of Li Shimin and Empress Changsun, this Princess Changle is very outstanding in appearance, with clear eyes, skin like snow, and a powder carved jade, like a delicate porcelain doll.

It is recorded in the history books: "Princess Zi Shuling of Changle is in Chenji, and she is training in Xuanyao."

It is said that when she was born, there were colorful clouds in the sky, and when she was born, her skin was as white as jade, very cute, Li Shimin was overjoyed, and named her Lizhi, which means natural beauty.

Later, Li Shimin loved her more and more, and when she was only eight years old, she was canonized as Princess Changle, and her name was full of Chang'an.

In history, Li Shimin also personally selected a husband-in-law for Princess Changle. After thousands of selections, she was married to the son of the powerful minister's eldest grandson Wuji. In the 17th year of Zhenguan, Princess Changle died of illness. It was buried near Zhaoling.

Li Daoxuan nodded, seeing the princess for the first time satisfied his curiosity.

There is a noble temperament at a young age, it seems that the emperor's family education is really extraordinary.

Princess Changle returned a salute to Li Chunfeng and said, "I...I want to ask for a peace talisman for my concubine."

There was a hint of understanding in Li Chunfeng's eyes, Empress Changsun was pregnant for ten months, the princess's actions could be described as pure filial piety.

He reached into his sleeve, ready to take out a peace talisman.

However, Princess Changle took a deep breath, walked up to Li Daoxuan, raised her face, mustered up her courage and said, "Li, Master Li, can you give me a peace talisman?"

Li Chunfeng's expression froze, and he froze in place.

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