Rebirth of the famous family

Chapter 260 The plan depends on the planner (6)
After Xiao Yun's words, everyone was shocked, because everyone recognized Xiao Yun, he was not the type to talk freely, since he said so, there must be a reason.Seeing that everyone was staring at her, Jinse just stood there with a smile on her face, unfazed by favor or humiliation.

But Princess Rouya listened to Xiao Yun's words, and then looked at Jinse, her eyes almost burst into flames.Now that Yao Jinse has made the most of the limelight, if she is asked to fix the painting again, wouldn't it be even more spectacular!Cousin, he was already squinted by this charming face, no matter how knowledgeable and talented Yao Jinse is, his cousin is even more obsessed with it!

At this moment, no one paid attention to Princess Rouya's expression, everyone was amazed at Xiao Yun's words, that Mr. Bai and Xiao Yun were clearly very familiar, and they were pleasantly surprised after hearing the words: "Bo Yue's words are serious? Yao Yao If the girl can really restore this painting, that would be great."

Xiao Yun smiled and asked Jinse again, saying: "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Yao's single-handed binding technique is really a master of piercing, right?"

This master of stabbing is a monk, originally the abbot of Fayuan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing, and even a famous calligrapher of Dajin, who has passed away for several years.He is not only an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, but also has outstanding calligraphy. What's more, he has a binding technique. The golden skillful hand only became famous after the death of the master.Hearing Xiao Yun's words, everyone already believed that Jin Se's words were not lies.

Master Ciyuan is not a craftsman, so there is no need to teach the mounting technique to others. Everyone regrets this, but now they are surprised to hear that Jinse studied under Master Ciyuan.

Jinse saw that everyone was surprised, so she just smiled and said: "It's just that the master told me some chance, this painting... I wonder if Mr. Bai may allow my daughter to try it?"

And at the moment in the suburbs of Beijing, Zhao Shangshu is standing in the Ten Mile Pavilion looking into the distance.Recently, he has been battered by the case of Concubine Li and Huang Zhi. Unexpectedly, he was summoned into the palace by the emperor early this morning. He said that King Wuying of Beiyan was sent back by the envoys of Beiyan after the Beiyan Longevity Festival. The emperor ordered him The Minister of Rites hurriedly prepared a guard of honor to pick him up.

God knows how difficult this King Wuying of Beiyan is to serve. He loses his temper if he doesn't like him at all. In his eyes, he didn't give the slightest bit of face to his majestic Shangshu and drove him around arbitrarily.

It's just that every time the prince came back from Beiyan, he always traveled all the way, and was received by Dajin officials all the way. Why did he change his temper this time, and arrived in Fengjing without making a sound.The Beiyan Longevity Festival has only passed twelve days, and the prince has already arrived in Fengjing. He is clearly on a journey day and night. I don't know what there is to miss in Fengjing, but this King Wuying rushed away for the New Year's Eve in such a hurry return.

As Zhao Shangshu was thinking, Lord Liu, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, had already stepped in quickly, and said, "My lord, King Wuying and his party have arrived."

Zhao Shangshu heard the words and looked into the distance, and he saw people and horses driving on the official road. He brushed his robe and went down the steps, turned on his horse and led the people to greet him. near.

The black-armored cavalry in the front suddenly gave way, and a large chariot pulled by four sweaty BMWs came out from the squadron. The roof was suspended, the rear of the cart was raised, and the mahogany frame was carved with exquisite immortals and beasts. , Seeing that the chariot stopped, Zhao Shangshu hurriedly rode his horse and took two steps forward.

When the door of the carriage was pushed open, King Wuying of Beiyan had jumped out of it. He took a deep breath, frowned, and complained in disgust, "It's counted, my king's waist has been crushed." It's broken!"

After saying that, he moved his arms, turned his face as if he just saw Zhao Shangshu, and actually smiled, the smile was so intimate and brilliant, it made his handsome facial features fly up, and Zhao Shangshu who looked straight at him was stunned.

Before he recovered his energy, he heard Yan Zongze and said: "Oh, I'm already half a Fengjing man, so there's no need for Zhao Shangshu to greet you in person, Mr. Shangshu has worked hard!"

As he said that, he walked towards Zhao Shangshu who was on his horse with a smile on his face. Zhao Shangshu had never seen the prince of Beiyan so approachable, and he was taken aback immediately. What's wrong with thinking, Wanyan Zongze has already arrived.

Zhao Shangshu was stunned and forgot to get off his horse. Unexpectedly, when he reacted and was about to get off his horse, his dismounted horse suddenly neighed for no reason, and he was startled for some reason at this moment!
The horse raised its front hooves high and immediately kicked Wanyan Zongze in the heart!

Zhao Shangshu turned pale with shock, but he couldn't control the startled horse at all for a moment, he could only stare wide-eyed as the horse kicked Wanyan Zongze's chest, kicked him flying, and fell to the ground on the spot Just spit out a mouthful of blood.

The officials and people who greeted Dajin here were startled and stunned by this sudden scene, while the brave soldiers of Beiyan over there immediately lit up their swords, only to hear an angry shout from somewhere.

"My lord! There is an assassin! Take down the assassin and avenge my lord!"

Zhao Shangshu didn't understand what happened at all. He was roughly pulled off his horse by Beiyan's cavalry. His official hat rolled down to cover his face. As soon as he raised his hand to stabilize the hat, he felt the The shadow of the knife flashed.

With a puff, he was stabbed in the chest by a sword, before he could scream, his eyes went dark, a fist as big as a bowl hit his face, pain also came from other parts of his body at the same time, the hat rolled off again In an instant, it was trampled into a ball of rotten gauze.

At this moment, Zhao Shangshu didn't care about his black gauze hat anymore, crying that he only knew one thing, that his majestic Yipin Shangshu was beaten in public like this!

On the outskirts of Beijing, Beiyan's guards quickly carried Wanyan Zongze into the carriage. When he got into the carriage, he still looked slightly injured. He took off his soiled outer shirt and threw it on the soft couch. , Kicked off the moccasin boots twice with both feet, then swayed leisurely with legs crossed, listening to the screams outside.

The sun shines through the dark blue velvet brocade veil hanging from the car window, and the faint light shines on the golden silk soft armor on his body, reflecting the golden light, making his handsome face even more extraordinary, It also clearly distinguishes the trace of the smile line flying diagonally from the corner of the lips.

(End of this chapter)