Gongdou?I read files infinitely, crying emperor

When Ren Xigui handed over the painting to Wei Wei, Xie Zhixing didn't want to hurt his eyes.

The king of a country is too busy, sitting in front of the imperial case to review memorials every day, his waist is almost protruding from sitting.And no matter how diligent the government is, Yan Chi is not a utopia. Unless you only look at the rainbow fart memorials that boast and praise, otherwise, after a deep investigation, there will always be accidents in an inch of the country, and there will always be people eating vegetarian meals in the corpses, rotting and stinking.

Seeing this kind of thing every day, can't solve it in a short time, can you feel better?
So when he is free, Xie Zhixing just wants to watch something good.

Don't ruin my eyes anymore, the life of the emperor is also life.

"Your Majesty," Yinglu knelt on the ground after entering with bowed shoulders, and offered the item with both hands: "This is a painting that Concubine Wei received from Mrs. Xigui, do you want to put it away, Your Majesty?"

Xie Zhixing, who was lying on the couch and taking a nap for a while, trembled his eyelids: "...bring it here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the stack of papers was just handed over to him.

Xie Zhixing read two of them, and he sat up straight.

When Ying Luna came in, he didn't dare to look at it, but he had a little understanding of Mr. Xigui's accomplishments in painting, so he was immediately taken aback, and he was mentally prepared for the emperor to want Longyan to be furious.

But after waiting and waiting, only the sound of paper flipping came.

Immediately afterwards, there was a chuckle.

Just when Yinglu was very puzzled, the emperor sighed, and he immediately became more curious.

Is the painting handed over by Mr. Xigui good or bad?

"Look at it."

After reading, the emperor gave the stack of papers to Yinglu with a long sigh, but there was a hint of a smile in his tone, it seemed that his mood had turned from cloudy to sunny.Xigui has such a great charm?
"That servant will enjoy the glory of the emperor and appreciate Mr. Xigui's paintings."

"Appreciation? This thing can't be called appreciation, it's just very interesting."

Yinglu lowered his head to look at it, imitated the emperor's reaction after reading it, and laughed too: "There are many characters in Mr. Xigui's painting, the slave is illiterate, it's a waste of the master's hard work, but just looking at the painting already feels very Interesting."

"I forgot that you are illiterate, but you don't recognize who is the person in the picture?"

The comic strips will be accompanied by lines.

But a good comic, even if there are no lines, you can roughly understand what the author wants to express.

The emperor turned his head and stared at him with a half-smile.

Ying Lu thought about it for a while, and hurriedly acted panic-stricken: "The slave can only make a rough idea, and dare not make false claims."

The emperor snorted and closed his eyes again:
"Flip Mr. Xi's sign today."

……

After handing in her homework, Yun Jiao lay down happily on the couch, and was about to fall asleep peacefully, when someone came from Qiankun Palace, saying that today Long Live Lord found her sign and asked her to get ready in advance.

"Master is really lucky. As soon as the painting was presented, the emperor thought of our little master."

Xueya smiled happily.

As soon as the homework was handed in, she was randomly checked by the class teacher, Yun Jiao couldn't help but laugh.

She was very happy painting herself, but what if the emperor couldn't pass the test?So she pressed Xue Ya's hand that was going to put on makeup for herself, and told her: "Paint me a bit haggard, it's better to look like I'm dying if I don't eat well or sleep well."

"How can the young master say that about himself? Of course the face saint must dress up beautifully."

"You don't understand, you listen to me, I can understand today, of course I have my own personal Gongdou, quickly paint me as a short-lived ghost."

This is the defense skill that Yun Jiao learned from the Internet.

If you don't have much strength yourself, you can dress a little more poorly during the defense, and go over without makeup with a pair of dark circles under your eyes, to gain sympathy points-she is already like this, the emperor don't make things difficult for her!

Xue Ya is skeptical.

However, she didn't dare to paint the master ugly, but only made the description a little pale and pathetic.

So when she got on the soft sedan chair and arrived at Weiyang Palace, she was slightly taken aback by Director Su who came to greet her: "Your master, did you not rest well? Or is it that the servants are not serving you carefully enough."

"It's just that I've been a little tired these days, it's okay."

"It's fine if you don't interfere with the bedtime, the emperor is already waiting inside, my lord, go in quickly."

Hearing this, Yun Jiao quickened his pace.

It is not entirely true that he is waiting for her.

Xie Zhixing never had idle time, even if it was snowing outside and the scenery was so beautiful, he didn't have the heart to appreciate it.Looking at the snow scene, I think that when the rich households light clay stoves to enjoy the snow, the common people are gnashing their teeth to endure the winter. If there is a snow disaster, the people will be relieved. If you are in a hurry, you will rebel, even if you can't beat Yan Chi, it will be annoying if there are too many mosquitoes to bite.

The more he stares at, the less suffering the people suffer.

At this time, there were footsteps outside.

As soon as the door curtain was lifted, Yinglu walked in first, and said that Mr. Xi had arrived.

The emperor used a soft sedan chair to pick up people when he flipped the sign, and there were eunuchs holding umbrellas before getting on and off the sedan chair. Yun Jiao was not drenched in the snow, but her nose was red from the cold, and she walked in and saluted politely. Xie Zhixing just called her up. , she showed her true colors: "It's so cold, it's still warm here in the emperor's place."

There is an earth dragon in Weiyang Palace, and when she stepped on it, the warmth made her bones crumble.

Xie Zhixing beckoned her to come over: "Come here when it's cold."

Yun Jiao walked over with da-da-da strides, and rolled into his arms.

It was cold, and the tiger fur coat came in handy, she turned herself into a Northeast golden gradient, and the tiger ears on the coat and hood rubbed against his chin, faintly itchy: "Is the Ministry of Internal Affairs missing your charcoal? "

Yun Jiao: "If the concubines say yes, will the emperor let their heads fall?"

"I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to draw up a list to see if you have given enough charcoal in the ration. If you have given enough, I will transfer some from my private treasury to you. If not, Yinglu will give you enough charcoal." Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and ask them how they work! Change the head of the charcoal depot, and those who do the errands will get [-] boards, and then they will be sent to work as drudgery. Every winter, the charcoal manager is very majestic. If you don’t accept a filial fat job, if people bring things up in front of me, it will prove that he can’t handle things well, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs can’t tolerate such a slave.”

Xie Zhixing paused, pinching her cheek: "Why, you really want their heads to fall?"

Yun Jiao's head shook like a rattle.

He suspected that the head of the eunuch from the Ministry of Internal Affairs was still on their necks, so she shook her own head off first, and pointed her fingers together: "This is the majesty of the emperor imagined by the concubine before entering the palace..."

"Counting up to three dynasties is not the master of indiscriminate killing."

Xie Zhixing laughed, she didn't know how inappropriate her words were,

"The concubine knows that the emperor is kind."

"You can't say that you are kind, no matter how cruel and bloodthirsty you are, in my position, you don't have to worry about no one to kill." Every day when the imperial pen is written, someone is always going to die. He didn't want to talk to Yun Jiao about beatings and killings, so he Changing the subject: "I've seen all the paintings you gave Wei Wei."

Sure enough, I want to say this!
Yun Jiao raised her face in his arms: "Didn't the emperor say he wouldn't watch it?"

"You drew it on purpose, but if I don't take a look at it, wouldn't it be a disappointment to your hard work?"

Unexpectedly, when Yun Jiao heard this, she became excited: "Since the emperor said that the concubine is caring, he will not be allowed to say that the concubine is not caring later, and ask the concubine to repaint!"

"..."

Somehow, in the process of getting along with her, Xie Zhixing actually tasted the difficulty of educating children.

He took out the comic strip: "Come and tell me what you thought when you drew it."

"Yunjiao's Bizarre Adventure" is very rich in content.

The story revolves around the main character, Yun Jiao, who is rich and noble, eating, drinking and having fun in the harem, and occasionally encounters some small interactions with other concubines.

In the first article, the well-dressed Yun Jiao went out and met someone who agreed, and flattered her, and added two strokes to the dog's tail growing out of her back, and at a glance, she could actually see the movement of the tail wagging.Yun Jiao in the first frame reluctantly responded, but after walking two steps, he bumped into a certain Chang Zai again in the third frame.

Yun Jiao placed both hands in front of her, and every stroke was full of resistance.

In the end, the noble little little Xi was covered with countless top hats of "Favorite Harem", "Beautiful Jinghua" and "Brilliant Talent", so that she could only squat down and support her cheeks in distress, and the floor tiles were all crushed Cracks come out.

"They call me sister when they open their mouths. Anyone who has nothing to do with it is called concubine sister. It's like when someone meets a man and calls him big brother. It's not a good thing. It's not asking you to do something, borrow money, or inform you that he is We are going to get married, of course concubines are afraid."

"Is it not good for others to think about you on a big wedding?"

"Of course it's not good to follow others."