The first daughter is poisonous, the lord goes to bed obediently

Chapter 140 Curve to save the country, konghou cited
After Zhao Tian's death, Gu Linlang was depressed for a while, and in the past few days, she was addicted to wine and sex.

When Emperor Changde saw her like this, he was so angry that he almost sent her to the Taoist temple to practice. Fortunately, Gu Jincheng interceded for her, and she was once very favored by Emperor Changde, so he could continue to stay in the palace.

After listening to the other princesses' persuasion, Gu Linlang just shook her head vigorously, saying no, Gu Jincheng insisted on her coming to today's birthday banquet, otherwise, the Queen Mother would be angry with her.

Another princess continued: "Lin Lang, besides the Second Young Master Zhao, you also liked the Third Young Master Zhao very much before. I heard that the Zhao family intends to ask the Third Young Master Zhao to come face to face with you."

Gu Linlang hesitated for a while, then asked blankly: "Master Zhao Third, don't you like men?"

"No, I've heard it all, it's all a misunderstanding." The princess said again.Everyone in the street knew about Zhao Zhen and Yun Qianhan. Of course, she didn't tell Gu Linlang.

Gu Linlang's expression was dull, and he didn't say yes or no.

Feng Xihe turned his head silently, thinking, in order to ease the relationship with Gu Jincheng, Zhao Wuya was actually going to let Zhao Zhen save the country in a curve.

"Wait a minute, go and invite Seventh Princess." She told Qian Yun.

Not long after, the singing and dancing on the Zhanghua stage ended, and the female officer next to the queen mother came out to announce that everyone present was asked to do calligraphy and painting.

As a result, the crowd scattered in groups and went to several pavilions such as Fenghe Pavilion and Huanyue Pavilion.

Feng Xihe went to the Xiangwan Pavilion, which was located beside the Wohong Bridge. Several wind lanterns stretched from the bridge to the pavilion, swaying one after another.

She looked around and saw the dancer who had just performed Avalokitesvara resting bored in a pavilion, so she asked Qian Yun to bring them a pot of tea.

After Qian Yun came back from delivering the tea, Feng Xihe picked up the pen and asked Qian Yun to take out the prepared paint.However, she suddenly saw Gu Jincheng coming over.

"Xihe, how about my prince asking you for a painting?"

Feng Xihe smiled slightly, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid that Xihe's little tricks won't catch the eyes of His Highness the Second Prince, so His Highness should ask the Lord Anle for it."

Indeed, there were very few people around her, but those around Huanyue Pavilion where Yun Changyi was located had already formed a circle.

After all, there was an exclamation from over there. It turned out that Yun Changyi had already written a "Preface to Zhang Huatai" in the time of a stick of incense, which made people applaud.

Gu Jincheng tilted his head, glanced at the Fenghe Pavilion, then turned his head and said, "I still want Xihe, a painting of yours."

Feng Xihe could only smile and said: "Since His Royal Highness the Second Prince wants it, Xihe can't refuse it again and again. However, I won't give away things for nothing, there is a price in exchange."

Gu Jincheng asked in confusion: "What do you want from me?"

Feng Xihe rolled his eyes, and then fell on the jade ring at Gu Jincheng's waist, and said, "I wonder if the second prince can take off your jade ring and let me have a look. If I like it, I can take it." How about this in exchange?"

After thinking for a moment, Gu Jincheng took off the jade ring and handed it to Feng Xihe. There were strings of tassels hanging from the bottom of the jade ring.

Feng Xihe held the corner of the tassel with his hand, lifted the jade jue high, placed it under the light, and turned it slowly.

The texture of the jade ring is transparent, and at the moment of rotation, it is like a thousand-year-old crushed ice and mist flying.

But at this moment, Gu Linlang heard that Feng Xihe was looking for her, and came outside the pavilion. The moment she caught a glimpse of the jade ring, she froze in place. The jade ring gradually overlapped with the one in her memory.After Zhao Tian's death, it is said that the person who collected Xuelang's body found such a piece of jade from the wolf's claws.

"Forget it, this kind of jade ring is priceless at first glance. Thinking about it, it is the favorite thing of His Royal Highness the Second Prince." Feng Xihe sighed regretfully, and returned the jade ring again, "Xihe Wan dare not take it away rashly." .”

"If His Royal Highness the Second Prince likes it, how about waiting for another day, when Xihe thinks of what he wants, and then tell His Highness?"

Thinking about it, Gu Jincheng still thinks that she is hiding something from him, and has been thinking about the fifth picture she mentioned.

Gu Jincheng took the jade ring and nodded happily. To him, it was just an ordinary jade ring.Feng Xihe took it if he wanted it, and if he didn't want it, he wouldn't insist on giving it away.

As for Gu Linlang behind him, surprise slowly appeared in his eyes. This jade ring belonged to Gu Jincheng. Could it be that Zhao Tian's death was related to Gu Jincheng?

How is it possible that Gu Jincheng is the imperial brother of her mother and compatriots?

Gu Linlang took a few steps forward, but because she was too excited, she accidentally bumped into the floor-to-ceiling palace lantern in the shape of a peacock spreading its tail by the pavilion, which made a clanging sound.

Gu Jincheng heard the strange noise, and when he came back to see Gu Linlang's inexplicable expression, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.

As soon as Gu Linlang saw Gu Jincheng, she thought of Zhao Tian's tragic death. She couldn't help herself, and almost rushed forward to question him.

"The Seventh Princess is here." At this time, Feng Xihe raised his head and said with a smile: "Seventh Princess, I see that you look haggard recently, and I still want to persuade you. Compared with the past, you should be more cautious in your actions. Think twice about everything. Alright, otherwise, His Majesty and the Empress Dowager will have some complaints about you again, and then even His Royal Highness the Second Prince will not be able to help you."

Gu Linlang was slightly stunned, thinking carefully, and felt that what Feng Xihe said was right, Gu Jincheng was her own brother, she couldn't just fall out with Gu Jincheng, otherwise, there would not even be a single person in the palace to protect her.

After all, Gu Jincheng was her most trusted elder brother in the past, and she didn't want to believe that he really did it.Whether Zhao Tian's matter has anything to do with Gu Jincheng, she still has to check again.

"I'm here to see how hypocritical you self-proclaimed talented ladies are!" After a while, Gu Linlang snorted coldly, turned and left.

The maid who followed Gu Linlang couldn't help sighing, "Hey, the seventh princess is always suspicious recently, and I don't know what to do."

Gu Jincheng's furrowed brows gradually eased back. He could clearly see Gu Linlang's recent behavior, and felt that what the maid said was true.

However, in order to avoid future worries, he had to ask someone to see if Zhao Tian had really dealt with it after his death.

Feng Xihe lowered her eyes slightly, and laid out a piece of clean white drawing paper on the stone table. Then, she picked up the brush made of Xiangfei bamboo, and prepared to dip it in the gouache that Qian Yunxin had prepared for her.

She thought in her heart that it would be useless for Gu Jincheng to deal with it any longer. She had already collected the evidence of Zhao Tian's death as soon as possible.

After a while, Gu Jincheng suddenly turned around and continued the topic just now, "Xi and you agree to my request?"

His eyes swept to the box containing the gouache, and for a moment, he couldn't help feeling novelty, he had never seen such a paint before.

Feng Xihe slowly put down his pen, wanting to answer.

But before she could speak, another voice answered for her.

"What if the king disagrees?" Gu Shiyin quietly appeared behind, which not only shocked Gu Jincheng, but also shocked Feng Xihe.

Gu Jincheng looked a little embarrassed, and then he explained: "Uncle Huang may have misunderstood, my nephew just heard that Miss Feng's painting skills are outstanding and her reputation is widespread, so I came here to ask her for a painting. "

"She is my concubine, why should I paint for you? Even if she agrees, it's useless, my king won't agree." As he spoke, Gu Shiyin turned to look at Feng Xihe, with a hint of gleam in his eyes Warning, "Xihe, what do you think?"

Feng Xihe glared at him angrily. He had finished talking, so what else did she have to say?

After thinking for a while, she cleared her throat, looked at Gu Shiyin in fear, and said to Gu Jincheng, "Sorry, Your Highness, Second Prince, this is what I plan to do for the Queen Mother's birthday celebration this time. As for the rest, I just want to I can listen to the prince."

Gu Jincheng was immediately hurt, but since he had decided to let Feng Xihe go to Gu Shiyin's side, this should be something he needed to accept.

"It's my negligence." He smiled bitterly, and then looked at Feng Xihe reluctantly.

Feng Xihe also looked at him sincerely, expressing apology with his eyes.

And her heart is colder than the cold winter days. In his previous life, Gu Jincheng also often used this expression, deliberately making her think that he cared about her very much and had been hurt because of her.

Seeing the two of them staring at each other for such a long time, Gu Shiyin's eyes darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "You dare to keep looking at other men, just wait for me!"

A few black lines appeared on Feng Xihe's forehead. It was clear that only state officials were allowed to set fires, and the common people were not allowed to light lamps.Why didn't he realize this when he looked at other women.

However, she didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to continue painting silently.If she argues with him too much, she will only suffer, so it is the best way for her to ignore him.

Gu Shiyin stopped talking, and wanted to speak several times, but seeing her bowing her head and concentrating on drawing, she couldn't bear to disturb her.

The slender eyelashes drooped down, casting a shadow on her eyelids, the breeze blew in, brushing her forehead hair, and the cold moonlight hit her porcelain-white face.Gu Shiyin was confused for a moment, but when he came back to his senses, he saw that Feng Xihe had finished the painting.

Gu Shiyin was about to go to admire it, but heard a loud exclamation from the Fenghe Pavilion.

Feng Xihe looked indifferently, and then walked towards Fenghe Pavilion.

When she got closer, she realized that it was Yun Changyi who had written another konghouyin, which was amazing.

A Hanlin scholar who was dissatisfied with Yun Changyi before was also dumbfounded. He took the rice paper with a beautiful hairpin flower written on it, and regarded every word on it as a treasure.

"Wu Si, Shu Tong, Zhang Gaoqiu, the empty mountains and condensed clouds are not flowing. Jiang'e sings bamboo and women's sorrow, Li Ping plays Chinese harp. Kunshan's broken jade phoenix calls, hibiscus weeps and fragrant orchid laughs. Cold light melts in front of twelve gates, 23 silk moves Purple Emperor. At the place where Nuwa smelted stones to mend the sky, Shi Potian amazed the autumn rain. Dreamed into the holy mountain to teach the goddess, the old fish danced the wave and thin dragon dance. Wu Zhi leaned on the osmanthus tree without sleep, and flew the wet and cold rabbit with his bare feet."

After reading the first one, everyone was fascinated, and felt that Yun Changyi was even more amazing than Wen Quxing.Because the musician who played the harp just now was indeed called Li Ping, so they didn't doubt it either.

The commotion here caused a sensation to Emperor Changde, and when Emperor Changde came over, he clapped his hands and praised: "Good poetry! I'm afraid that even the talents in this year's autumn tribute may not be able to reach your level."

(End of this chapter)