The prince is very fierce

"Who?"

"Fenhe Sword God!"

"...Tsk-"

Hearing the response from inside, Zhu Manzhi put her hands on her waist and wanted to curse a few words, but when she thought that she couldn't win, she quietly snorted to express her dissatisfaction.

Squeak--

The old courtyard door opened, and Ning Qingye, wrapped in fox fur, walked out, looking down at Zhu Manzhi's chest with cold eyes.

Zhu Manzhi panicked and quickly raised her hands to hug her chest, her big eyes full of caution:

"Don't do it, a piece of clothing costs three taels of silver, the government is very corrupt, you have to pay if you damage it."

Ning Qingye was of course not interested in doing it, and said calmly:

"What's the matter?"

Zhu Manzhi nodded after confirming that the other party would not do it, and said very seriously:

"Mr. Xu saw that you had nothing to do in the house, so he asked you to follow me to catch thieves and accumulate experience in the martial arts world."

Ning Qingye frowned: "The thief cried thief?"

Hmm... It seems that you have studied in the Taoist temple.

Zhu Manzhi held back her laughter for a long time before she nodded seriously: "We're not going to catch you, we're going to catch other thieves."

"Then wouldn't I be a lackey of the court?"

"A lackey... No, a retainer of Master Xu!"

"..."

Ning Qingye pondered for a moment, but didn't refuse. After all, she had a lot of experience in the martial arts world, but she rarely dealt with the government. In the future, she would inevitably come into contact with the Wolf Guards to seek revenge, so it wouldn't be a problem to follow and take a look.

Ning Qingye took out a long sword from the house, hung up the fox fur in the house, changed into a cape and hat, and went out with Zhu Manzhi:

"Who are you going to catch?"

Zhu Manzhi was happy, but her expression did not change. She took out the impermanence book and pointed at the few lines of handwriting on it:

"There is a Zheng Sandao in the West Market. He is the local snake in the West Market. It is said that two gambling houses belong to him. The entire Diziying can't catch him..."

"Very powerful?"

"Yeah... yes, Mr. Xu couldn't catch him. He is very difficult to deal with."

Ning Qingye paused: "Mr. Xu is powerful and can't do anything about it. I'm going to die?"

Zhu Manzhi laughed: "In my opinion, the girl is more powerful than Mr. Xu. She is decisive in killing and has high martial arts skills. She hasn't been poisoned..."

"..."

Ning Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not deny it. He nodded and was abducted...

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In the afternoon, Xu Buling left the imperial city and went directly to the Imperial College to continue his retreat.

The main purpose of going to the palace today is to get closer to the Queen Mother. If we really want to investigate Jia Yi, we have to wait a few days, otherwise entering the palace too frequently will attract the attention of those who are interested.

Judging from the situation during the banquet today, the Queen Mother has stabilized. She was in a very good attitude during the meal, just like Aunt Lu who was in a good mood.

Xu Buling wanted to take the opportunity to make a suggestion, sending the "upright" Gongsun father and son to Lingnan to farm or Shanxi to mine coal. The Queen Mother is Xiao Xiang's sister, so it's just a matter of a word.

But after thinking carefully, there is no excuse. After all, Xu Buling saw Gongsun Lu's "innocent heart" and didn't know about it. If he helped him speak and then sent him into exile, who would dare to help him in the future. Gongsun Lu commanded a part of the Imperial Guards to be responsible for the city defense. Keeping this "incense and love" may not be useless in the future. After thinking about it, Xu Buling let Gongsun father and son go for the time being.

The carriage swayed and stopped outside the Imperial College.

Xu Buling walked towards the bell and drum tower with the painting box in his arms, and happened to run into Young Master Xiao coming out of Wenqu Garden after school.

Xiao Ting was discussing with several princes and nobles about going there to discuss poetry in the evening. When he saw Xu Buling, he ran over and looked him up and down:

"Oh! Xu Buling, you actually came out standing, you have some ability, didn't your aunt stew you?"

Xu Buling was too lazy to pay attention to this idiot, and walked over without saying a word.

Xiao Ting was quite interested. He followed him in the middle of winter, fanning himself. He looked at the painting box in Xu Buling's hand:

"You still buy paintings? Tsk tsk tsk... You've become famous for a few poems. You really act like a scholar..."

Xu Buling put the painting box on the other side and hugged it: "Get lost."

Xiao Ting smiled and became a little more serious. He began to pretend to be refined:

"I have studied a lot of Danqing calligraphy and painting. Do you know the painting saint Xu Danqing? The original is with my aunt, and there is also a pair with the emperor. I have studied them all. Do you want your uncle to help you with your opinion?"

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "I heard that the one with the empress dowager is a painting of the empress dowager?"

Xiao Ting clapped his hands with a folding fan, his eyes full of pride: "Of course, my aunt was the runner-up of the eight champions of Xuanhe, and her ranking was even higher than that of Princess Su. Alas~ It's a pity that beauties have always had many ups and downs..."

Xu Buling's eyes turned cold.

Xiao Ting sensed the murderous intent and shut up in time and laughed: "Don't be so angry... Well, do you know who is the most beautiful one among the eight Xuanhe candidates?"

Xu Buling frowned: "Those who can be called the national beauties must have their own merits. The difference between the superior and the inferior depends on personal preference. Where does the superiority and inferiority come from?"

"Not really."

Xiao Ting shook his head: "Xu Danqing is called the 'painting saint' by the people in the world. He only paints beauties in his life. He will not paint unless they are stunningly beautiful. The reason why he only painted eight is because after painting the last one, he felt that it was difficult for women in the world to be painted, so he stopped painting and retired."

Xu Buling frowned slightly: "It is difficult for women in the world to be painted. What a big tone. Do you really think there is no more beauty in the world? I think Ning Qingye of Changqing Temple is as good as any woman in the world."

"Yo~"

Xiao Ting was stunned, and said with a smile: "You also like Fairy Ning? We are the same. There are many picture albums in the world, which evaluate the beauties in the world during the Zhaohong period. Fairy Ning has always topped the list. I have admired her for a long time. Alas~ It's a pity that Fairy Ning has a dull personality and has been staying in the mountains as a Taoist nun for many years. I have no chance to see her..."

Xiao Ting sighed for a long time. Seeing that Xu Buling didn't respond, he remembered something and whispered to him:

"By the way, speaking of beauties, an exotic beauty came to the Siyi Pavilion yesterday. I heard that she looks very... um... very different. Her eyes are green, and her skin is as white as paper..."

Xu Buling raised his eyebrows: "Green eyes, white as paper... female demon?"

"Who knows, it may be a bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world and spread it nonsense."

Xiao Ting muttered a few words and prepared to turn around and leave.

Xu Buling remembered something, paused, and turned around:

"Xiao Ting, who do you think is better, the portrait of the empress dowager or the empress dowager herself?"

Xiao Ting spread his hands: "Is there any need to ask? They are both good-looking. Did my aunt ask you too?"

Xu Buling's face froze slightly, and he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with his answer at noon. No wonder the empress dowager suddenly didn't want this painting...

"Thank you for your advice."

"Hey~ There is no end to learning. Ask me more questions like this in the future. I, as an elder, will answer any questions..."

After saying goodbye to Xiao Ting, Xu Buling returned to the room under the Imperial College. Looking at the painting box in his hand, he suddenly had a headache.

Others gave him good things, and Aunt Lu had to give him something better. The last time the empress dowager gave him wine was an example. These days, he heard from Lao Xiao that Aunt Lu went to the Sun family shop, probably to find good wine.

Very few of Xu Danqing's calligraphy works have been preserved, and most of them are in the hands of princes and generals. Aunt Lu can't find a better one. If she knew that he had a secret meeting with the Queen Mother in the palace and accepted this painting of a beauty, she would definitely feel aggrieved for many days.

Burning the painting is too wasteful, but he couldn't bear to do it. Xu Buling hesitated for a moment, then squatted down and stuffed the painting box under the bed and hid it...

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Recommend a historical fiction, and send it to prepare for pregnancy "Song Beiyun". This book drives like flowing clouds and water without leaving any traces. Author's words: Old perverts come quickly, I found luoli control! The current internal fan is not good, I write it myself!

(ps: I heard that the speed is very fast, A-coated old driver)