Chapter 232 Painting
I went to the main hall with Shui Ling. Today's lesson has not yet started. A few of the beautiful women gathered together to chat. When they saw me coming in, they all looked a little strange, because Dong E Rongyue wanted to stick their eyeballs to me. .

"Master Dong E, what is there on my face?" I jokingly looked at her and said.

Dong Eshi was startled, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, and hurriedly said: "No, Shuyi is dignified, I offended."

"Young master Dong E is polite, it is my honor to be treated differently by young master Dong E." I said as I walked away and found a place to sit quietly.

Several beautiful girls leaned towards me with blushing faces, and said, "We want to ask Shuyi a few questions. I wonder if Shuyi can answer our questions?" My family background is more than inferior than superior, and my appearance is superior. I nodded and said: "It is the job of the master to answer questions. I can only say that I will answer every question. It's just that I don't care if the answer suits your wishes." There is no guarantee."

"Thank you Shuyi, we would like to ask how we can please the emperor?" One of the tall and beautiful women was forced to ask after being pushed.

"This question stumps me. There are many empresses in this palace, crisp and gentle, bright and pure, empathetic, intelligent... In short, a hundred flowers bloom. You can tell me which one the emperor likes, I am really sure." I can’t say it, uh…” I thought for a while and said, “Concubine Tong’s gentleness and intelligence wins the emperor’s favor, concubine Yan Gui’s aloofness wins the emperor’s favor, and concubine Yigui’s refreshingness makes the emperor care a lot, Shu The concubine and empress are as clean as Mei, and the emperor also puts it in his heart, ... in short, there are many, and I can't see why."

I maliciously listed the favored ones one by one, to help them establish their majesty, and by the way, get some hatred points to help me share the burden.

Several beautiful women were obviously dissatisfied with my answer. After their eyes met, the one who was elected to ask the question was forced to speak again: "Shuyi, we all know that the emperor... the emperor loves you very much, can you teach us a thing or two?" ?”

"Teach?" I frowned, and I looked at them coldly and said, "I taught you, what are you going to do?"

A few beautiful women also knew that they had made a slip of the tongue. They were scared by my face and took a few steps back. The corner of my mouth curled into a sneer and said: "As you can see, I am not as beautiful as a flower, but also have a bad temper. You were born in aristocratic families, but I am me, learning from others can only be the shadow of others, can you be a substitute for the sake of grace, and become the comfort of others' feelings?"

My voice was already a little angry, and seeing their faces turn pale, I was a little relieved, they only had the emperor in their hearts and no blessings, what they wanted was grace, and what they wanted was to be superior to others. glory above.

"Shuyi, that's not what we mean." Several beautiful women weakly defended, and said in a panic as if they suddenly thought of something: "Shuyi, we know we were wrong, please, don't let us lose the election. "

"I'm not that boring." I said with an impatient look on my face.

Frustrated, several beautiful girls returned to their original positions. How they looked at me and cursed me in their hearts, anyway, I won't lose a piece of meat, so what does it have to do with me?
Today's lesson is painting, and Shui Ling whispered in my ear with some surprise: "This is Master Zhang Yanzhang, the court painter."

"Why, he treats you differently, look how excited you are."

"My aunt knows how to make fun of people. Master Zhang Yan is famous for his transformations. Before Gege escaped marriage, he made a living by pawning Master Zhang's transformations." Shui Ling said calmly, her eyes twinkling. : "Master Zhang's paintings are not vulgar objects, my aunt will know after reading it."

"Then I'll wait and see." As I said that, I couldn't help but look at Mr. Zhang Yan. The painter really has more artistic temperament than ordinary people. Everything about him seems casual but also carefully decorated.With a gentle face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, if he wasn't slovenly, he would be a handsome man.

At the beginning of the teaching, there was an extra table in front of each show girl, with rice paper, brushes and paints on it.

"Now is the time when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Today's theme is chrysanthemums. It's time for a stick of incense to paint." After Zhang Yan said, he also persisted in his pen and began to conceive.

I don't know where there came a cool voice: "Shuyi, it's boring to just sit and watch, why don't you paint together."

I heard the sound and saw that it was Dong Erongzhen. She looked at me angrily and said, "Shuyi, can you do me a favor?"

"I don't know anything other than reading some books. Everyone in the palace knows that. Now you ask me to paint because you want to embarrass me and make me look ugly?" I directly pierced her mind and revealed my shortcomings. , Compared with these all-rounders, I am simply a scum with negative combat effectiveness. It is better to tell the truth than to hide it.

Dong Erongzhen's complexion changed, and she said aggrievedly: "I have only been in the palace for a few days, how can I know what Shuyi is good at and what she is not good at? I'm a villain in vain." Dong Erongzhen sat down angrily as she spoke, her face seemed to be full of joy, anger, sorrow and joy, pure and transparent, I suddenly hoped that Fulin would keep her, and leaving her would be the worst It's definitely not me.

"Young master Dong E said so, but I am treating a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain." I said without giving her a chance to defend, and agreed: "Anyway, I am idle, Shui Ling will help me prepare."

All the show girls were stunned. According to my words, I should have refused, but I agreed. They looked at me with some trepidation, as if I was a hermit and a peerless painter. Whispered to blame Dong E Rongzhen.

"I heard that Zhang Aiqing was teaching here today, and I came here on a whim. I didn't expect to gain something else." Fulin's voice came from outside the hall, and every beautiful girl was as happy as winning a lottery when they heard his voice.

"My servant has seen the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live." The main hall of Chuxiu Palace is not big, and the echo of dozens of people shouting "Long live" almost made me deaf and tinnitus.

"Pingshen." Fulin walked up to me as if he hadn't seen anyone else, sat down beside me, and said softly, "I have seen your painting today, I'm lucky."

"Your majesty was joking. If your majesty likes it, it doesn't matter if your servants paint for you all day long. If you are happy, it is a blessing for the common people." I said, looking at Fulin and saying, "The emperor is here anyway, why don't you try your hand at it and let me see you?" Everyone knows each other."

"Why not?" Fulin said and ordered the servants to prepare.

My heart moved, evil eyes surged out, I looked at Fulin and couldn't help laughing.

"You look at me smiling like this, and I'm a little worried." After Fulin finished speaking, he caressed my hair indulgently. My direct conversation with him was like an ordinary lover, and everyone in the palace looked sideways.

"The emperor was joking. I just thought of a good idea."

(End of this chapter)

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