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Time flies like a shuttle.
At night, Emperor Zifenlong left the palace and came to a solemn mansion covering hundreds of acres.
This is a palace, which has been in charge for 30 years since it was established. The servants and maids here have been replaced by ten batches, but the real owner of the palace has only a handful of days to live here.
After careful calculation, perhaps Emperor Wenlong came here more often than the master of Wangfu.
Here, the housekeeper’s visit to the emperor seems to be a bit familiar, and after saluting, he introduced the emperor into a small courtyard.
Before the emperor came, he specially bathed and dressed, and the incense was just right, and his hair was slightly damp. He adjusted his robe in front of his small courtyard and made the attendants stay outside the courtyard and step into it alone.
This small courtyard is what he seeks to enjoy every time he comes to Wangfu.
When he advanced to the courtyard gate, his solemn and dignified manners gradually changed, and his mouth smiled a little more and he turned into the next room a few steps.
There are no lights in the room, so it is hard to imagine what is in it that an emperor in the Central Plains dynasty dominated the fate of millions of people.
Is it a stunning beauty?
Or is it delicious and delicious?
Neither
A moment later, Emperor Wenlong walked out with a scroll of paintings.
The stone table in the courtyard has long been taken care of and covered with a snow-white blanket, which is dry and soft.
The emperor spread the picture on the desktop, and the smile on his mouth could not be concealed.
Yes, that’s what he enjoys.
Then the whole room is painted like this.
It sounds strange. Since ancient times, many emperors have come to the palace to admire words and paintings. Why is it necessary to come to such a palace alone to illuminate an ancient painting by moonlight?
Emperor Wenlong found it necessary.
Since childhood, he has been fond of painting music, creating his own font, choreographing, playing drums, stones, flowers and birds.
At that time, he used to fiddle with these things in the palace, but since he ascended the throne, he quickly divided these things from the palace.
What kind of things should be done where the DPRK is in charge of politics and the harem is a sleeping place.
So all the calligraphy and paintings cherished by the emperor were transported here.
Belong to Woody’s palace side by side
Wenlong looked at the painting carefully and looked focused and relaxed.
He usually does everything, even if the harem princess gets along well and takes some ministers out hunting, which is happy and accompanied by some fatigue.
Only at this time can he feel tired and happy.
The merits and demerits of emperors are always viewed from two sides, but for some paintings, everyone’s evaluation seems to be much purer.
Wen long can draw spirit from these pure paintings. For him, a good word is no less than a pill of tonic, and a good painting is worth a thousand prescriptions.
"It’s just that a copy of Wu Dao in the Song Dynasty has such a standard. Every time I seem to feel my heart burning, it’s a pity that Jianzong still has the original Wu Dao …"
It’s a pity that he is the emperor of the Central Plains dynasty when he walks out of this hospital, and he must be a virtuous king who is stable enough to maintain the prestige of the dynasty in today’s situation.
How can such an emperor have reason to ask another giant to hide it?
"Do you mean this painting?"
A magnificent man with a single coat and a hat appeared in the courtyard with a bamboo basket in his hand. He took out a picture from the basket.
"I haven’t seen you for three years, so it’s just a gift."
"Wu Xiong? ！”
Wen Long was surprised and delighted to see this man and strode forward to lead him out of the corner shadow. "Ha ha ha ha for three years. I didn’t expect to meet Brother Wu again tonight."
He came here because of his friend’s unexpected appearance, and he was excited. It seemed as if he was going to have a long talk all night, laughing and laughing outside the hospital.
But after a greeting, his eyes had already fallen on the painting. "Did you just say that this is an original Wu Dao?"
"Not bad"
Woody went to the table to pick up the original picture and spread it in his hand.
See the paper blue GREAT GHOST red-eyed fox oil pan boiling hay cutter drop of blood is a pair of demons and ghosts coexist in a terrible world, but the background is a solemn temple resplendent and magnificent.
Buddha, Bodhisattva, Lohan, King of Heaven, the golden body is continuous and plastic, sitting with compassion, low eyebrows, glaring and angry, holding a sword and holding it idle, and the side cheeks are exposed.
Ghosts and bodhisattvas are eager to come out.
Emperor Wenlong glanced at the finished investment and muttered, "This painting must be true, but isn’t it Jianzong …"
"Two years ago, when I passed by Jianzong, I heard that they were searching for treasures that would help the furnace, so I took Sakyamuni’s skull relic and asked Pojun for this painting."
Woody put a bamboo basket to untie the bamboo basket and laughed. "I think this painting is no different from the relic, and it can be enjoyed for more than ten years."
After he finished, he saw that Emperor Wenlong had forgotten himself and left first without a surprise smile.
Courtyard after all surprised salute Woody into the main hall called dinner.
When he was eating, the news came out that Wenlong’s younger brother Wuchang Wang Ye also came to meet with him.
King Wuchang went to the courtyard to see his brother, and never bothered to turn back to Woody to talk about recent Jianghu events.
"oh? Xiong is also dead. "
Woody paused and continued to clip vegetables.
He is a poor man, but he also likes delicacies and delicacies, and he will never overeat a mature man and then stop chopsticks.
At this time, it has been half an hour since he heard that Xiong was dead.
Wu Qi’s enemies put chopsticks in a bowl and his eyebrows moved, gradually picking up the surprised expression that should have been revealed half an hour ago.
"Great!"
He praised, "It may be because Taoists themselves don’t want to live, but the hero is a man who never wants to die. Fang Yunhan is more powerful than I expected!"
"I heard that he is still very young, so I want to meet this man earlier."
Wuchang report hurriedly said, "According to his deeds all the way, it can be inferred that in a few days, he will be able to be his opponent again, and only those Japanese heroes are too far away and little known about your whereabouts. Only Dugu Jiansheng has been closed near Shuangcheng."