National Beauty

Entering March, the weather is getting warmer and everything is recovering. Zhao Heng spends most of the time in the garden. He walks in the front, and Father Fu follows behind with his easel and other utensils. When Zhao Heng sees a scene, Father Fu takes it. Set the easel, then stepped back a dozen steps away, quietly watching the master paint.

Zhao Heng was intoxicated by it. It is a pity for Father Fu. Every painting of his prince is calligraphy. Unfortunately, the master does not want to show it to others. Most of the paintings are ruined the day after painting. If you are particularly satisfied, you will stay for two more days. Tired of continuing to ruin. It's ridiculous that the biggest expenses of Shouwang's Mansion are spent on pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In the past few days, the cherry trees in the Baiguo Lin bloomed first, with pink and tender buds, and the blooming petals as white as snow, fresh and white, revealing a kind of nobleness that does not attract dust. Zhao Heng stood in front of the tree with his hands for a long time admiring, and then changed the painting location to a wooden pavilion in the Baiguo Lin, which was built by craftsmen who ordered the drawings to be built by Zhao Heng and moved to the palace. He wrote the plaque by himself. : Dequting.

After practicing kung fu this morning and after taking a shower, Zhao Heng continued to enter the Dequting Pavilion. Father Fu deliberately stood in the cherry forest behind the master, so that he didn’t have to destroy the scene in the master’s eyes. He could listen to the master’s command at any time. To. Wan Lai was all silent, and when Father Fu fell asleep and couldn't help but yawn secretly, the garden of the government office next door suddenly heard the whispers of the girls, from far to near, it probably stopped a hundred steps away. .

Father Fu pricked his ears, and there was a boy with the loudest voice, who kept yelling "Sister", he should be the youngest son of Duke Wei Guo. Father Fu tried to identify the voices of the four girls, but the little girl spoke too softly, but two girls gradually came to the palace, the tones are very strange, I don't know who it is.

Father Fu raised his head and saw three kites, two flowers and one black. The black eagle shook with the boy's "sister" yelling from time to time. It was the kite of the four girls and brothers.

The prince in the pavilion seemed to be ignorant. Father Fu recalled his master’s past year and spent the whole day with the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Those who are pure-hearted and unwilling are about to become immortals. Father Fu silently weighed them and took a few steps forward. , Said in a low voice: "Master, do you want me to remind the girls in the Guo family to be quiet, don't disturb you?"

"No need." Zhao Heng said lightly, changing a paintbrush, and temporarily rising, sketching a butterfly next to the cherry blossoms just painted.

Father Fu glanced at his master's side and retreated back to the spot wittily. Not long after, a girl's scream suddenly came from the next door. Father Fu raised his head and saw the colorful butterfly kite flying high, and soon disappeared. Just as he was about to withdraw his sight, the black eagle also had an accident, hovering in the air for a moment, and actually plunged towards the palace. . Father Fu instinctively rushed into the Dequ Pavilion, for fear that the kite would hit the master, and then he remembered that the master was in the pavilion. Only a kite made of stone could smash through the thatch...

Zhao Heng raised his eyes to look at him.

Father Fu smiled, and walked out of the pavilion while lowering his arms, watching the eagle kite fall outside the cherry forest, and a long kite line accidentally hung on the branch of the cherry blossom forest near Dequ Pavilion. Three footsteps hurriedly approached, and Father Fu reminded in a low voice: "Master, this is the kite of the four girls."

Zhao Heng didn't speak, but just glanced out.

Father Fu understood, he raised his voice and yelled at the other side, he turned around and asked, "Master, shall I take a trip to the front yard?"

The master Xijing, in his own palace, only took him by his side to serve, he did not respond, and the guard would never let anyone in.

Zhao Heng nodded slightly.

Father Fu was secretly happy, the master nodded, doesn't it mean that he didn't guess the master's mind wrong? The immortal master finally became obsessed with mortal dust. Father Fu was pleased and went to the front yard of the palace with oil on the heels of his feet. I was suddenly thirsty halfway down the road. I guessed that the four girls would definitely have to discuss with their mother. Duke Fu walked around to his room and drank a bowl of tea. When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Song Jianing and Tan Xiangyu happened to be taking Brother Mao. come. The guards looked at Father Fu who showed up and let them go.

Father Fu had looked at it long before Song Jianing and the three of them entered the palace, and hid the surprise Song Jianing brought in time. After the second woman saluted, he glanced at Tan Xiangyu expressionlessly, and Su Rong asked Song Jianing, "Four girls, who is this?"

The father-in-law next to the prince, Tan Xiangyu dared not look directly, lowered his head, and whispered before Song Jianing: "Tan Xiangyu, the daughter of the people, my brother is Yong Anbo."

Father Fu was well acquainted with the honor of the officials in the capital, and immediately matched the number. This woman was the maiden family of Father Weiguo. It's just that the Duke Weiguo is married and renewed. The husband and wife are affectionate. What is the girl of the Tan family still running here? Besides, the prince wanted to see the four girls, among the cherry blossom trees, the fairy beauties, he wouldn't let go because of the fact that Brother Mao was the brother of the four girls, and the idlers and so on...

"Which kite is yours?" Father Fu said coldly.

Tan Xiangyu had a scheming mind and didn't have much guts. Song Jianing and Lin had some knowledge about King Shou, but Tan Xiangyu didn't. Misunderstanding that King Shou would punish them severely, Tan Xiangyu shivered uncontrollably, glanced at Song Jianing, and said in a flustered manner: "No, that kite belongs to Cousin Jianing, I just accompany her." This was not enough, she said. Added one sentence: "Crashing against the prince really has nothing to do with the people's daughter, so please check it out."

Song Jianing looked over in disbelief. In front of her mother, Tan Xiangyu insisted on pleading with her. She thought that Tan Xiangyu really cared about her. Now what... The eagle kite flew, Song Jianing didn’t think Tan Xiangyu was wrong, but Tan Xiangyu suddenly took She left herself clean, and Song Jianing was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Father Fu had too few clues, and could not guess Tan Xiangyu's coveting of King Shou for the time being, but based on Tan Xiangyu's words, Father Fu was sure that this girl Tan was not a good seller, and he immediately said, "Since it has nothing to do with you. , What are you doing here? Did you enter the palace as soon as you wanted to? Hurry up and go wherever you go."

After this fright, Tan Xiangyu was still worried about King Shou, and turned away with a blank face, without looking at Song Jianing from beginning to end.

Song Jianing's chest was blocked in panic, Qiuyue who knew the ins and outs and guessed that Aunt Tan's mother and daughter was even more angry, and made up his mind to return to the house to tell his wife that he would not have to leave a half-hearted for Aunt Tan's family three more.

The person who was in the way left, Father Fu changed his face, smiled at Song Jianing, and bends down to ask: "Four girls come with me."

He laughed so kindly, Song Jianing was stunned, and took his younger brother a few steps before reacting, Shou Wangye must have not been hit by the kite!

The palace occupies a huge area. Brother Mao was tired after walking for a while. Song Jianing asked the nurse to hold him. The younger brother was heavy, so she couldn't hold him for long. After walking a cup of tea, I arrived in the back garden, and then turned a few times along the bluestone path, and finally came to Baiguolin. The snow-white cherry tree blossomed, and Song Jianing was shocked when he saw it. Little Mao'er opened his mouth and stared at the little white flowers blankly.

"You are waiting here." Father Fu said to Qiuyue and the nurse.

The two dared not fail.

Song Jianing had to take the younger brother and hold him. Father Fu saw that Brother Mao was fat and white, worried that Song Jianing would not be able to hold him and wanted to help, but when Brother Mao saw him stretch out his hand, he hid in his sister’s arms and refused to give him. hold. Song Jianing said embarrassingly: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Mao's confession, and father-in-law will lead the way."

Father Fu nodded and continued to lead the way.

The cherry forest is not big. Standing outside, you can see the Dequ Pavilion, which is hidden by the cherry blossoms. When you get closer, you can catch a glimpse of the tea-white hem behind the easel in the pavilion. Song Jianing looked down in time and panted slightly. Outside the pavilion, Song Jianing knelt down on her arms and knees without waiting for Duke Fu to signal, and let her younger brother stand still. She helped her younger brother to lower her head to apologize: "The prince's daughter carelessly collided with the prince, and please forgive the prince."

The voice of Tian Ru's breath, with imperceptible awe, floated into the pavilion.

The tip of the brush finally left the rice paper. Zhao Heng turned his head and saw the girl kneeling there. Most of her body was blocked by a ignorant child, only her drooping face was exposed, her cheeks were red and fleshy, The same as in memory. The only thing that surprised him was that she was afraid of him. After eating his persimmons, she would still be afraid of paying such a big gift to a kite.

"Get up."

A cold voice came to her ears, Song Jianing pursed her lips, really didn't want to get up. If she came by herself, she would not bow down, because she was not so afraid of the longevity prince, and Father Fu's smiling face also hinted that the trip was not dangerous. But she took her younger brother, who was confessing his birth right now, so she had to hold him. Song Jianing really couldn't hold him anymore, so he knelt and hugged his younger brother, so relaxed.

Sure enough, just as she was about to get up, Brother Mao's two small arms wrapped her neck and looked at her with innocent eyes "elder sister".

Song Jianing didn't make any difference, with both hands hard, she stood up with difficulty.

Zhao Heng keenly noticed her embarrassment and immediately understood the reason for her kneeling ceremony.

"Sit." There was a stone table in the pavilion and a stone bench beside the table. Zhao Heng raised his chin toward the position opposite him.

Song Jianing just wanted to put down her younger brother and didn't want to explore the reason why the man was so kind. After thanking him, he stepped into the pavilion with small steps, saluted Zhao Heng again, and then sat down and held his younger brother on his lap. She looked down, Mao's brother moved his small **** and sat down firmly. He looked around, his big eyes slowly fixed on the easel in front of Zhao Heng, staring at him baffledly, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Song Jianing Yuguang floated to the rest of the palace, looking for the shadow of his kite, while wondering how to speak.

The siblings looked at him one by one and looked outside. Zhao Heng silently looked at him for a moment, then handed the paintbrush to Brother Mao in her arms.

There is something good, Brother Mao grinned and reached out enough, but his arm was too short to reach it.

The little guy kept moving, Song Jianing turned her eyes and saw Zhao Heng's intentions, she quickly hugged her dishonest brother, flattered and said: "Master, my brother is naughty, everything will be broken in his hands, you This is very expensive, so don't play it with him, right?"

Zhao Heng looked at her, his eyes moved to Brother Mao's face, still stretching out his hands.

Song Jianing had no choice but to pick it up for her younger brother: "Thank you, Lord."

But Zhao Heng retracted his hand and looked at Brother Mao and said, "Come here."

Song Jianing was astonished. Brother Mao understood what the man meant, and immediately twisted his body to go to the ground.

Song Jianing couldn't figure out what the emperor would do in the future, so he let go of her brother obediently. Without a burden, Song Jianing's body was relaxed. Just about to exhale, suddenly he felt a line of sight fall on her. Song Jianing raised his head subconsciously, but saw that Zhao Heng's entire face was hidden behind the drawing board, and his younger brother had already leaned forward.

Song Jianing was perplexed, and she lowered her head, except that the clothes on her chest were crumpled by her brother, nothing else was unusual.

So, she actually felt wrong, the future emperor didn't look at her, right?