"Your Highness, the Fourth Master has arrived, and is waiting outside. Do you want to pass it immediately?" Leng Mei asked.
"Let him wait half an hour more." Emperor Zhu Yao looked through the memorial in his hand and said...
"yes."
Zhu Mingli stood outside Donghua Hall, walked over coldly, and she thought about how to speak to him.
His indifferent and arrogant eyes were filled with dark thoughts. His cold face was as cold as a god. His delicate facial features were embedded in his face, so handsome that it made people secretly amazed.
There was always a cold breath lingering around him, making Cold Eye feel dangerous from afar.
She always thought that the Fourth Master was an extremely dangerous man.
I heard that he has countless confidants, but he has never loved a woman.
"The Fourth Master, the magistrate of Jiangsu sent an emergency memorial. The emperor is ill. All he has to do is handled by Your Highness. You can wait a moment." Leng Mei said with a closer look.
"Yes." Zhu Minglie responded faintly and did not say much.
After waiting for half an hour, he entered the Donghua Palace. Emperor Zhu Yao was not handling emergency official duties as Leng Mei said.
He stood in front of a painting, wearing a white dress that was spotless than snow. He achieved true freedom of restraint and flowing water, and also brought the soul-stirring charm to the extreme.
"Brother." Zhu Minglie called out, his usual cold tone also eased a little.
"Look at this painting." Zhu Yao Emperor did not look back, but Zhu Minglie walked over. "This painting is the original work of Liu Yanqing that I found during this southern tour. Look, what do you think?" Zhu Yao
The emperor understands all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Zhu Minglie looked closer and said, "The painting style is exquisite and fine, with sharp lines like iron wire; it is exquisite but not sparse, and it is rigorous but not let go."
"Yeah." Emperor Zhu Yao nodded, then signaled Leng Mei to take down the painting, looked at Zhu Minglie and said, "Brother invites you today, just to send you this painting, you can take it back and hang it in the mansion.
Bar."
Cold eyebrows put the painting in a scroll and respectfully handed it to the fourth prince—
"The fourth brother, thank you for giving up your love." Zhu Minglie held the painting in his hand and said.
"I have already asked my father, you don't have to go to the Buddhist temple, everything will be restored to its original state. But my father wants you to go there, he is waiting for you in the imperial study room, go."
After taking the prince back, Zhu Minglie walked out of the hall with his paintings, and when he reached the gate of the hall-
Zhu Yaohuang suddenly spoke—
"The fourth brother, the bronze door, let's disperse."
Zhu Minglie's back was stunned for a moment, and then left.
"Fourth Master, what should I do next?" Luo Nian, the personal bodyguard, approached and asked in a low voice.
Zhu Minglie did not answer, and the scroll was pinched in his hand, and his fists slowly clenched.
"Why did the Prince of the Crown Prince give you a painting?" Luo Nian was really puzzled. The Prince summoned the Fourth Master to meet him, but he didn't mention the incident that happened in the Buddhist temple. He just gave him a picture and gave him a painting.
"This painting is an allusion of Cao Pi, two sons of Cao Cao, who are fighting for the throne by Cao Zhi, and Cao Zhi. The eldest brother is reminding me not to be Cao Zhi, nor to force him to be Cao Pi." He smiled, with a very light smile, with a very light smile
With a faint contempt and mockery, it makes people feel weak.
"What do we do next?"
"Don't move, hang this painting in the center of the veil."
“Yes, obey.”
The Sun Dynasty was about to set off a bloody storm, but because the kings chased Emperor Yao and strangled all crises in the cradle, the entire court temporarily restored peace.
But everything has changed.
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In Wenhua Hall, the prince and the tutor presented Jun Qiluo's lessons this time. As Emperor Zhu Yao read it word by word, a smile gradually appeared on his face-
"At a young age, I actually had such an opinion."
"What the prince said is, I'm sorry for me to say frankly that although Jun Qiluo is only five years old, his attainments are as good as the prince's style, and he is a prodigy."
"Summon her into the palace, I will test her in person!" Emperor Zhu Yao folded the book, put it aside, and ordered.
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【There are five days left, and you can have a big meal, prepare the silver coins】