Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 511 Returning to Painting (2)
A few months later, even the emperor couldn't hold back his curiosity, just a merchant woman, how could she have such a skill that made the whole city famous like butterflies, and even the concubine Guihua, who was extremely picky, only liked Zhuo's things .

On this day, the emperor clasped the desk with his fingers, and his concubine rubbed ink to wait on him. His eyes swept over the emperor's face from time to time. Seeing his brows burning brightly, it seemed that some idea came out of his head. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what are you thinking?"

"Dai'er, who do you think this Zhuo Kuyi is?" The emperor stared at her sideways, with a light and relaxed look on his lips and teeth, showing his majesty without any deep meaning.

Xi Dai Xiumei crossed a line of uneasiness, and immediately returned to calm, lowered her eyes to study the ink, and said in a low voice: "It's just good at managing, and I can't be the emperor's heart."

"The lord is wrong." A soft and jade-like voice broke the silence of the room, and her footsteps landed like petals, and she came gracefully, with high spirits, winking eyes like silk, a little cold, but still charming Such as the standard grid of immortals.

The emperor's brows lit up, he pushed the case and got up, and greeted the famous flower Qingguo. His pupils were full of affection, and he called softly: "Hua'er, isn't your body disobedient? How come you come to see me?"

"Your Majesty, if Hua'er sleeps peacefully on the phoenix couch, her bones will fall apart." Gui Hua's delicate voice is like a piano, which is very pleasant to hear. She is dressed in a loose-flowered osmanthus dress. .

The emperor embraced her to sit in the case together, stroked her face with his fingers, and said with pity: "Hua'er, look at your face is thinner, I ordered someone to make sweet-scented osmanthus bird's nest soup to make up for you, and I will send it to you later. You ran to blow the wind, what should you do if you have a headache?"

The semantics are full of love and affection, which makes people thump.

Gui Hua flicked her fingers on his forehead coquettishly, and whispered like the wind: "Your Majesty, why is Hua'er so delicate? Hua'er still wants to be with the emperor for a hundred thousand years."

The emperor laughed loudly, and the laughter shook the whole world.

Xi Dai lowered her eyebrows and didn't want to look any further, her hands froze slightly, is it because she is somewhat similar to Sister Yao, that's why she was so spoiled, if it was Sister Yao herself, I don't know how to hold it in her palm.

Thinking about it like this, the bottom of my heart is secretly heavy, what is Sister Yao's plan for when she came to the capital to act like a thunderbolt?

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't dare to think deeply, but she knew that once the emperor knew her identity, there would be turbulent times, who could save her?

Gui Hua was holding the emperor's hand while playing with it, while staring at the concubine, and said softly: "Master Tai, just now you said that Zhuo Kuyi was only good at managing. From what I have seen in my life, there are actually too few women who are good at managing. There was Baqing in the previous dynasty, and Qin Shihuang respected her like a martyr, and set up the Huaiqing Terrace for her, thanking her for helping the royal family with wealth. The imperial mausoleum built by Qin Shihuang has a magnificent view like a sea of ​​silver, and millions of tons of mercury are used. From Mrs. Ba Ching."

The emperor's eyebrows brightened, he stroked Guihua's charming face with his fingers, and cleared his throat: "Huaer's words are true. Mrs. Qing is a folk widow who accumulated wealth through cast iron, and used money to support the royal family. Zhuo Kuyi, but in the body of a young woman, turned the clouds and rains in the capital, and made money like water, it is amazing."

"Your Majesty, it's a good thing that Zhuo Kuyi has a lot of money. Now that the national treasury is empty, why doesn't the Emperor let her learn the divination style and use the wealth to support our marches and wars in the Han Dynasty? The Emperor also gave her an official position, which is also a wonderful thing." The voice of Yingying and swallows, the melodious and moving, glanced at the wind, Lingling said with a smile: "My lord, what do you think?"

Xi Dai smiled slightly: "Mrs. Hua made money for the treasury with just a few words. She really loved the emperor. This kind of heart is touching, and the emperor should reward her."

The emperor laughed loudly, the laughter shook the brocade curtains of the Tuanfu, and there was a soft sound of pearls and jade hitting each other. He pointed at the two of them and laughed: "How lucky I am, it's just a matter of adding fragrance to the red sleeves, but one is on the left and the other is on the right. Every word she said, every sentence was gentle, it made me suddenly open, the treasury was empty, and I had been worrying all the time, but now I draw a sentence, I suddenly have an idea. The rich and precious in the world are gathered like clouds, what is taken from the people should be used for the people Well, it is everyone's responsibility to protect the family and defend the country, they can't march and fight, and they should give some money."

"It's the emperor Zhigao, Hua'er doesn't have any great ideas, but it's just picking up people's teeth." Gui Hua smiled brightly, and the golden steps on the bun swayed like butterflies with the laughter, becoming more and more charming and soul-stirring.

"Dai'er is right. Hua'er always thinks of me, so she should be rewarded. Hua'er, what reward do you want?" The emperor hugged her slender waist, his eyes were full of love and affection, a beauty bestowed by God, enough comfort for him in his life up.

Gui Huacong fingered playfully in the emperor's palm, her color contact lenses glowed, and she giggled: "Your Majesty, I don't want any rewards for paintings. I'm tired of looking at all the rare things in the palace. Am I..."

She turned her pearly eyes a few times, and said charmingly: "Your Majesty, I want to see Zhuo Kuyi. I don't know what kind of woman she is? I'm really interested."

The emperor shook his head and said with a smile: "You, even if you are very curious, a mere merchant girl is worth your attention? I just declare her to enter the palace."

"Your Majesty, I just want to go out of the palace, it's just an excuse, and the Emperor can't see it, it's really disappointing." Gui Hua pouted her red lips, and the beauty in her eyes was full of sweetness, which made people's heart flutter.

The emperor stared blankly, Yao'er, is it Yao'er?He couldn't help but murmured between his teeth: "Yao'er!"

When Gui Hua heard the words, he was very angry in his heart, a shadow flickered in his beautiful pupils, but his face did not reveal anything, he shook the emperor, and said softly: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I am Hua'er!"

Xi Dai broke out in a cold sweat, the emperor thought she was sister Yao!
The emperor was shaken by Gui Hua, woke up, held Gui Hua's hand, and apologized deeply: "Hua'er, I promise you, if you want to leave the palace, I will accompany you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Hua'er knows that the Emperor loves Hua'er the most!" Gui Hua raised his brows happily, leaning on the emperor's arm, like a bird clinging to a person, with a romantic charm, a famous flower, explaining his words and feelings.

The emperor caressed her beautiful face, his eyes were shining like pearls, and his eyes were doting.

Xi Dai hesitated for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, going out of the palace is a major event. During this festival, the Huns are hiding everywhere. What if the Huns find the Emperor's footsteps and send someone to assassinate the Emperor? What should I do? The Emperor should be cautious!"

"Lord Tai, the emperor is auspicious and has gods to protect his body. How could he easily meet a barbarian? Lord Tai has made a big deal out of a molehill!" Gui Hua gave her a cold look, and his tone of voice was tinged with frost.

(End of this chapter)