Wishful Things

"In the palace?" Cui Shi asked, "Do you know who is here?"

If it was by the Emperor's side, they must be looking for the old man and the others on business; and if they were in the Queen's palace, nine out of ten they came to invite Zhao Zhao into the palace to speak - but today they are destined to be unable to invite anyone.

"It's an internal eunuch who said he came to pass on His Majesty's instructions, and he was talking with the old man in the front hall at this moment."

The servant girl said: "My servant has roughly inquired about it. It turned out that His Majesty wanted to build the Wanfu Building for the Empress Dowager to celebrate her birthday. For this reason, he invited many famous people to Beijing. I heard that the reason why the Wanfu Building was named Wanfu Building was because it was built on the window lattice of the building. Liang Dong and other places need to engrave tens of thousands of characters of blessing—this character of blessing, His Majesty chose the second master to write it as a model, so he came here to ask someone to invite the second master to enter the palace tomorrow."

Speaking of this, the servant girl's eyes sparkled, a little proud.

Cui Shi and his son looked at each other, one sighed and the other felt helpless.

It is indeed a glorious thing to be appreciated by the palace and write an inscription for Wanfulou.

But for the second uncle who never cared about these false names, it might be a bit difficult.

Of course, the difficulty is not to write a few words or make a few pictures, but to get him to get up in winter without getting up.

This matter soon spread to Xu Yun's ears from the servant.

"No!"

Xu Yun on the bed uttered two words decisively, then pulled the quilt, covering his head and face.

"Can……"

The boy approached, and reminded with a troubled expression: "The old master has already agreed for you... and the palace's order, I can't refuse at all. If you don't go, I'm afraid there will be something wrong."

"Why, could he still behead me?" Xu Yun said angrily.

The boy said in a low voice with a complex expression: "Don't tell me, it's really possible."

On a bigger scale, isn't resistance and disobedience the crime of beheading?

Under the quilt, Xu Yun's face froze, and then his eyes became darker: "Then I won't go either!"

Beheading is beheading, as if he is afraid of death and reluctant to part with this life!

then--

Early the next morning, the man got up cursing.

"What's the difference between this and torture? What crime did I commit in my previous life..."

The boy who put on the coat for him sighed in his heart.

Waking up like this twice in one winter day, if this is called a sin in the previous life, then these ordinary people, in the previous life, couldn't they be a big devil who destroyed the world?

No matter how reluctant Xu Yun was, he still went out quickly holding the hand stove.

There is no way, people live in this world, they have to say cruel things, and they have to do cowardly things.

After entering the palace, Xu Yun was invited to the Palace of Preserving Harmony, and under the auspices of several civil servants and officials from the Ministry of Rites who were in charge of the Wanfu Tower, discussed the details with the scholars.

Half a day later, Xu Yun put down the pen in his hand, yawned and stretched.

An inner eunuch brought over lunch, and after they finished their meal, they took a short break and gathered around to think again.

Xu Yun leaned back in the chair and couldn't help dozing off.

At this time, a loud singing sound came into the inner hall suddenly, waking him up.

"The emperor is here!"

When everyone heard the words, they immediately got up and saluted.

Emperor Qingming walked into the pavilion, and said in a gentle voice: "Gentlemen, get up quickly, there is absolutely no need to perform this empty ceremony."

Afterwards, it was nothing more than asking about the progress, and at the end I did not forget to say: "I am really thankful, gentlemen."

Duan looks like a corporal of courtesy and virtuousness.

All the scribes hurriedly said: "Your Majesty's words are serious..."

"Your Majesty's building the Wanfu Building for the Empress Dowager is an act of benevolence and filial piety. It is a meritorious deed for thousands of years. It is really a blessing for us to be able to participate in it."

Xu Yun sighed inwardly.

Benevolence, filial piety, merit——

These are not relying on engraving thousands of blessings, such a trick of self-deception.

So, this year's literati are not good enough, so they don't even have the courage to tell the truth?

It is really in vain to be a literati and a great Confucian, which is distressing and disgusting.

Although he didn't dare to say it.

But it didn't affect his scolding.

Then after thinking about it, those who really dared to say it probably won't come.

"By the way, Mr. Xu is also invited to move to the side hall with me."

Emperor Qingming looked at the taciturn Xu Yun, and said with a smile, "Mr. Xu, please make a painting for me—"

Xu Yun answered "Yes" with downcast eyes, and followed Emperor Qingming to the side hall.

The hall is filled with a faint fragrance of Jiangzhen, and stepping into it makes people feel peaceful.

Seeing another person waiting here in the hall, Xu Yun showed no surprises on his face, and saluted calmly: "Empress Empress."

The queen nodded slightly, "Mr. Xu."

"Today I would like to ask Mr. Xu to draw a portrait of me and the empress." Emperor Qingming said with a smile while supporting the empress by one arm as he sat down.

It turned out that he was asked to make a portrait of the empress——

Xu Yun smiled and complied calmly.

Soon the inner eunuch set up a pen and paper.

Xu Yun looked intently at the pair of emperors and empresses sitting on the seat.

Before painting the real object, he has to carefully observe the outline and charm of the object he is painting, and only start writing when he is confident in his heart. This is his long-standing habit.

His gaze slowly moved inch by inch, and as expected, the woman on the same seat looked at each other for a moment.

She is dressed in gorgeous and elegant clothes, with a calm and dignified demeanor, and there is always a decent smile in her eyes.

Compared with the person he knew before, the person in front of him really looked like a painting.

Xu Yun began to pick up a pen.

At this moment, a eunuch walked in quickly, but was stopped by Li Ji outside the curtain, and asked what was the matter in a low voice.

After listening to the eunuch's answer, Li Ji pondered for a moment, finally entered the hall, walked to Emperor Qingming's side, and softly called: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Qingming turned his head slightly to look at him, seemingly displeased.

However, Li Ji still said: "Over there in Yongfu Palace, Concubine Rong Gui sent someone... She said it was the little prince who kept crying, I don't know what happened..."

He can make decisions about other matters, but when it comes to this little prince who has just been born, no matter how big or small, he doesn't dare to neglect in the slightest.

When Emperor Qingming heard the words, he really raised his hand, signaling Xu Yun to stop first.

"I'll go and have a look and I'll be back," he said to the queen.

The queen nodded: "Your Majesty, let's go and have a look. It's not too late to wait for His Majesty to be free for painting."

But the child has only cried for a while, so it is worth calling someone to invite the emperor?

I'm afraid that hearing that the emperor brought her to the Hall of Preservation and Harmony, she felt unhappy.

Regarding the other party's superficial means of competing for favor, she just wanted to say: Thank you very much, you might as well have more.

Emperor Qingming nodded and stood up, and said to Xu Yun, "Sir, don't blame me."

"Your Majesty is serious." Xu Yun put the pen back, stood up and saluted.

Emperor Qingming walked out, but after a few steps, he stopped suddenly, looked back at Xu Yun behind the painting case, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu, don't rush back, I still have a reward for you later. To Mr. Xu—"

Hearing the word "reward" that was deliberately emphasized, Xu Yun was puzzled.

Since it was specifically mentioned, this reward is obviously not too unusual.

Thanks to the book friends 20180727113716398 for the rewards, thanks to the book friends such as Qinghan, Mingyue Wujian, He Xinging, etc., thank you for the monthly tickets^_^

(Today is much better, thank you for your concern, when the season is changing, everyone should pay attention to the body)