Emperor's Women

On the other side, Rong Chengjin looked at the dishes on the table without moving chopsticks and sighed helplessly. When Chu pan saw this, he asked, "emperor, what are we?"

"Since the imperial concubine is not here, let's eat by ourselves." Rong Chengjin said, and didn't let Chu Pan's cloth dish, but he ate it by himself.

Before I had two bites, I saw that Fang Yan had come back. Rong Chengjin put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and looked at her indifferent face. She didn't ask if she wanted to ask, but she swallowed it. Fang Yan opened his mouth first: "I'll give you the drawings in three days. I don't want to be disturbed these days."

Just say you don't want to be disturbed by him? Rong Chengjin was disgusted in her heart, but she still smiled and said, "OK, I know."

"But... You won't give me another fake drawing?" Rong Chengjin asked tentatively with an eyebrow.

This made Fang Yan feel very funny: "do you think I will be as shameless as you?"

Rong Chengjin was used to her way of speaking, but she sighed: "do you have to talk to me like this? Can't you be kind?"

"It's said that harmony makes money. Do you want me to be friendly with you? Do you want to give me money?" Fang Yan said disapprovingly, stretched out his hand, looked at him calmly, moved his fingers, "get the money."

She looked like this and kept Rong Chengjin stem there. She didn't speak for a long time. Then she picked up chopsticks and coughed twice: "have a meal."

Fang Yan Leng hum, ignored him. When he finally left, Zixi closed the door of the hall.

Before the book case, Zixi reluctantly sharpened her ink and asked, "madam, are you going to give him the drawing?"

Fang Yan looked up at Zixi. It took a long time to react. Who was "he" in her mouth. He touched some ink with his pen, drew a pen on the drawing, and said, "what if you don't give it? Don't you see? He tried every means to bring the palace here. In order to hate Jin, on the one hand, getting the drawing is the most important."

For such a long time, all his tenderness and tenderness to her is just for this drawing.

Don't think she is still the original Fang Yan. After so many years, those simplicity have long ceased, and those impetuous temperament have long precipitated with time.

Rong Chengjin, don't think I was me six years ago. We can't go back to the beginning.

Seeing that Fang Yan was a little lonely at the bottom of his eyes, although he knew it was not the time to say this, Zixi still said, "but my mother, if you really gave this drawing, what would Khan do?"

In the end, people who came out of canglan country think and think about canglan. What's more, there's that man around LAN Haotian, isn't there?

"Don't worry, this drawing will never be the opponent of canglan drawing." Fang Yan wrote with confidence and slightly pointed a point in a figure.

When Zixi said this, she understood. She looked at Fang Yan and said, "madam, unexpectedly, there are many kinds of drawings? Madam, you are so powerful!"

"OK, no compliments, Mo mo." Fang Yan said with a smile.

Three days later, Fang Yan came to the political hall with the drawing in his hand.

"Here you are? Sit down."

Fang Yan was also impolite. He just sat aside, threw the drawing in his hand on the bookcase in front of him and said, "look, the drawing you are thinking about is finished."

Reaching for the drawing, Rong Chengjin looked at Fang Yan's calm face and felt something strange in her heart, but she still opened the drawing and put it in front of her eyes.

Sure enough, it's a little different from before. "This is the real drawing?"

Another question annoyed Fang Yan. She stood up and grabbed the drawing with a slight anger on her face: "I say again, if you don't believe it, you don't have to."

Then he made a gesture to tear up the drawings.

Rong Chengjin hurriedly stopped, took those important things, put them aside and said, "let's believe you once and try to make one first. If it's not easy to use, I'll only ask you."

"Waiting for Shengjia." Fang Yan said, turned and left.

When the first gun made was put in front of Rong Chengjin, he couldn't help frowning. Why is this thing so ugly?

Then he took those guns and went to Fang Yan. He put the guns in front of Fang Yan and said, "it's made. Have a look. Why is it different from what I saw before?"

"All things in the world, two leaves are not exactly the same. How can you expect the gun to look the same as the gun? The useful one is good. What else to choose." Fang Yan glanced at Rong Chengjin coldly, picked up the gun on the table, weighed it, looked again, nodded, and did a good job.

I have to say that the skilled craftsman of Yunzhao state is really much better than that of canglan state. Although I don't want to admit it, this is the fact. I can't help it.

Even such a broken gun can be made so exquisite. If she didn't know, if LAN Haotian's gun and Rong Chengjin's gun were put together at this time, she would think it was Rong Chengjin's better.

Of course, just from the appearance.

Fang Yan's words blocked everything Rong Chengjin wanted to ask. After a while, he looked at Fang Yan who was still playing with the gun and said, "I heard that you trained the gun army in canglan country that day. Can you be right?"

"So what? You want me to train you? Impossible." I knew what he was thinking. How could she help him train the army? Not to mention that her current physical condition does not allow, let's say that Rong Chengjin's devil's abnormal treatment of his soldiers is more severe. Even if he uses a bad gun, his training is better than LAN Haotian's gun.

It's not that Lan Haotian is so vulnerable, but that Rong Chengjin pursues perfection too much and wants to do everything best. Therefore, he will live very tired.

Seeing that she refused without thinking, Rong Chengjin felt a little frustrated. She grabbed the gun in Fang Yan's hand and said, "you don't teach, I don't know. What are these things made for? Are they there for people to watch? These are also piled up with silver. In this case, it's better to look at the silver directly!"

When did he start talking so straight? Fang Yan blinked. Unexpectedly, Rong Chengjin also had this side. He puffed a smile, patted him on the shoulder and said, "if you say something nice, the palace may teach you how to use this gun. If you teach your people again, it's over?"

Say something... Nice?

Isn't this obviously difficult! Think he's the ninth five-year-old emperor of Yunzhao state, who wants to say good words to his concubine for the use of a weapon? You're kidding!

But looking at Fang Yan's hands around his chest and watching a good play, it seems that "if you don't say, how to use this thing depends on your own research", which makes Rong Chengjin helpless.

After taking a few deep breaths, Rong Chengjin looked at Fang Yan affectionately and said, "in my heart, you are the most beautiful."

Then there was an awkward silence. Rong Chengjin was a little uncomfortable on her face. Fang Yan was still waiting. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the following. He frowned and said, "this is over?"

"What else do you want?" Rong Chengjin asked.

Hey... This boy. Fangyan Hanyan, but she also knew that it was really difficult for Rong Chengjin.

But... It's not distracted. What do you mean she is the most beautiful in his heart? Isn't she beautiful in others' heart?

Fang Yan didn't know. Just because of this sentence, she had some little joy in her heart.

"Well, for your sake, I'll teach you." Fang Yan reluctantly waved and reluctantly agreed.

The next day, after noon, Fang Yan and Rong Chengjin met in a remote place. There was a target of the same shape that had been used to train hen Jin on the tree.

This target is customized according to Rong Chengjin's height. If he uses hate Jin's target, he's afraid he'll have to squat down to train.

Rong Chengjin pointed to the target not far away and asked, "what's the difference between this and using an arrow?"

Well, Fang Yan admitted that she was really lazy. Although it was customized, it was no different from the target.

"An arrow is an arrow and a gun is a gun. If you think it's easy to learn, you'll be very wrong." Fang Yan took Rong Chengjin's gun and raised his hand to shoot at the target in the tree. Hit the bull's-eye.

Then he handed him the gun and motioned him with his eyes to have a try.

Rong Chengjin learned Fang Yan's appearance, raised the gun and didn't know how to use it next.

"Nah, just pull the trigger here with your index finger." Fang Yan stood on Rong Chengjin's side, held his hand, posed for him, pointed to the trigger and told him how to do it.

Rong Chengjin suddenly wanted to tease her mind. Looking at Fang Yan, she looked blankly: "I don't understand."

"Don't you understand?" Fang Yan was a little surprised. He just nodded, shook his head, held his hand on the board, and then pointed to the trigger with his index finger and told him, "just press hard."

The fragrance on her body was different from the powder fragrance on those concubines. Although she was also made up, it was noble and elegant, but she had a faint pleasant smell. Rong Chengjin looked slightly at Fang Yan's side face and found that her side face was surprisingly good-looking.

Being stared at by him all the time, Fang Yan's face was slightly red, and his steps unconsciously stepped back: "what are you doing?"

Rong Chengjin shook her head slightly: "nothing, that's the beginning?"

"Let's start, or we'll wait." Fang Yan said.

Then, there was only a bang of a gun, and the bullet hit. Fang Yan looked intently. In addition to the bullet before her, Rong Chengjin was on the target.

Although it didn't hit the bull's-eye, it was very good, about seven rings.

Because the target is used, and there is no subdivision of the target points here. Although Fang Yan was surprised, he nodded and said, "well, it's pretty good."

Actually, it's very good. It's very rare that a person who shoots a gun for the first time can hit seven rings, and he is still an ancient man.

Although the first time she shot, she hit Jiuhuan.

However, Rong Chengjin was dissatisfied. "What is good? My archery was handed over by my father. Looking at the whole military camp, few people have won me. I only came into contact with this thing for the first time. You just say I'm good?"

"I don't know where you got your self-confidence. It must be very good to give you confidence. You're actually picky. Since you think you're very good, what else can I teach you? Think about it slowly!" Fang Yan said, turning away without looking back.

But Rong Chengjin hurriedly held her: "what are you doing? I'm just saying that you're so irresponsible."

"I'm not responsible?" Fang Yan pointed to his nose and looked at Rong Chengjin's childish appearance, which was very helpless. "I think your intelligence has degenerated."