Aunt Ren comforted her: "Mother, you know His Highness's temperament best. If he really fell in love with this girl from the Yan family, he must have told her already. I see, His Highness only admires her, but is far from admiring her."
You don’t have to worry too much.”
"But if Jue'er really falls in love with him, what should we do?"
Aunt Ren rolled her eyes and suggested: "As long as you don't give her the position of princess and make her a concubine, it won't hurt, and others won't say anything else. Don't you think so, Madam?"
Concubine Zhuang thought about it carefully and felt that what Aunt Ren said was quite reasonable. As long as she was not the main concubine, having a side concubine or something like that was not a big problem.
"In this way, the schedule for selecting the princess for Jue'er must be arranged as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams, and any accidents may occur. Aunt Ren, go and compile a list of the female relatives of those noble families who have not yet left the cabinet. I
You have to look past it first.”
Only by allowing Qi Jue to marry the princess can Concubine Zhuang's hanging heart be at peace.
But here, Qi Jue walked down from the deck, but did not see Yan Mingzhu's figure. He couldn't help but frown and looked around.
When I turned around, I saw Yan Mingzhu coaxing a child in a dimly lit area.
This child had just bought a candy man, and he held it in his hand happily. Before he could jump a few times, he accidentally stepped on a stone, fell, and the candy man in his hand also broke into pieces.
Before even taking a bite, it was broken into pieces. The child was so sad that he sat on the ground and cried with an aggrieved cry.
Yan Mingzhu happened to get off the boat, saw this scene, and walked over.
"Child, why are you sitting on the ground crying? Can't you find your mother and father?"
The child pursed his lips and pointed at the broken candy man on the ground, "It's broken. I...I haven't eaten it yet, wuwuwu..."
Yan Mingzhu was amused by his little expression, picked him up and patted the ashes on his body, "If you stop crying, I will give you a candy man as a reward, okay?"
The child's eyes widened immediately, "Really...really?"
Yan Mingzhu held his hand and came to the small stall, "Shop, buy a candy man."
Then he turned his head and asked the child: "What shape do you want?"
"I want... I want a god of war, the kind who rides a horse."
Yan Mingzhu didn't understand, "God of War? What is that?"
With a face covered with runny nose and tears, the child excitedly introduced to Yan Mingzhu: "He is the most powerful King Dingbei of Dazhao. He is amazing and a great hero. Everyone in our school admires him.
!”
It turns out that the person he was talking about was Qi Jue. Yan Mingzhu really couldn’t laugh or cry. Qi Jue’s reputation is really widespread. Even little babies know his name. They even want to ask for his name when they want to be a candy man.
"Girl, don't you even know the name of His Highness King Dingbei? The best candy figure I sell here is the humanoid model of His Highness King Dingbei!"
Yan Mingzhu showed an expression of sudden realization, "So, storekeeper, have you met His Royal Highness King Dingbei?"
"How can that be possible? How can I, a common man with a flat head, have the opportunity to see the majestic face of His Highness Prince Dingbei?"
Yan Mingzhu looked at him while he was making candy figures quickly with his hands, "How can you imitate it if you haven't seen it before?"
The shopkeeper took out a picture scroll and said, "This is the picture I bought at the stall next door. It is no exaggeration to say that in the entire Imperial Street, the candy man made by me is the most like His Highness Prince Dingbei!"
Yan Mingzhu took it, opened it, and burst out laughing.
"This is...His Royal Highness Dingbei King? Not the Door God? With this burly body and this beard, if I remember correctly, this His Highness is only in his twenties and crown, and not all rumors say that this
His Highness has a very handsome face, is he well-deserved to be the most handsome man in Jokhang?"
If Qi Jue saw a beautiful man painted as a door god, he would probably burn down the painting shop.
Before the shop owner said anything, the person at the stall next to him became unhappy: "Girl, do you have any objections to my paintings?"
"It's not that I have an opinion, I just put forward a correct view. Your painting indeed has nothing to do with His Highness King Dingbei. I'm afraid you haven't even seen His Highness's true appearance, and you just followed your imagination.
Are you here to paint?”
The candy seller immediately spoke for the other person: "How is it possible? Lao Tie is the only one on our street who is lucky enough to have seen the true appearance of His Highness Prince Dingbei. Otherwise, how could his paintings sell so well!"
Yan Mingzhu asked back: "Have you really seen the true appearance of His Highness King Dingbei, or did you hear about it from somewhere? His Highness King Dingbei is only twenty years old. No matter how tall he is, he does not have such a beard.
Well, you are simply deliberately trying to vilify His Highness King Dingbei, which is a serious crime!"
The shop selling the painting shivered in fear when he heard about the serious crime, "You...don't scare people here, I...I have never seen the true appearance of His Royal Highness Dingbei King, but this portrait is indeed a replica of me, but
You can’t go wrong.”
"Imitation? After which painting?"
The shop selling the paintings looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then whispered: "The original picture came from the palace, and it was said that it was painted by a painter from the Hanlin Academy of Painting after seeing the true face of His Highness Dingbei King.
, although the paintings I drew are not exactly the same, they are still 70% or 80% similar!”
Yan Mingzhu closed her eyes and touched her chin. From what was heard from the palace, it seemed that someone was deliberately trying to vilify Qi Jue's image.
"Here are five taels, give me paper and pen."
Although she didn't know what Yan Mingzhu was going to do, she would be a fool not to accept the money. The shop owner immediately handed over the pen and paper.
Yan Mingzhu didn't mind the dirt on the floor, so she sat on the floor and started painting.
Pedestrians passing by couldn't help but stop and watch curiously.
After a while, many people gathered around.
It wasn't until the last stroke was finished that Yan Mingzhu picked up the scroll and blew twice on the still-dry ink.
"I'm not a very good painter. I can only manage to draw five or six points of charm. Shopkeeper, look carefully. Your Highness, King Dingbei, looks like this. I will paint according to this painting in the future."
The store owner's eyes were straightened, "This... you are drawing this, right? His Royal Highness King Dingbei is the invincible God of War. How could he... be so graceful and unparalleled? Can he be able to hold a sword?"
"Who said that only strong people can hold swords? Don't judge people by their appearance. As long as you follow this picture in the future, this bag of money will be yours."
With that said, Yan Mingzhu handed over all the money bags he had brought with him.
The store owner looked hesitant, and Yan Mingzhu added: "And I guarantee that as long as you paint according to my paintings, your business will be better. After all, everyone has a love for beauty. Door gods and handsome men, as long as they are