Chapter 245 Passed by King Li
Duan Shaoyi only loves Wu and Wu to Luge, so who is "Wu"?
Baicaoshi had a bold guess in her heart, which surprised her even more.
"Mr. Duan, I am not your shopkeeper. Our relationship is more like cooperation. You don't need to sell yourself. Probably, you will need to paint two paintings every month in the future. If you are particularly interested in models, think more about it." Painting, that’s up to you. People like me don’t dare to say anything else, and I especially respect you great artists.”
Baicaoshi's words revealed a lot of information.
Duan Shaoyi found that her brain was not enough, so she couldn't understand very well. "What is a model? What is an artist?"
Baicaoshi scratched her forehead, "It's the person who appears in your painting. We are a commercial painting, and you will know about it in the future. I will return to Wanzhou in the next year. You need to walk with me. How about it? Are you full of enthusiasm for the future?" hope?"
The word Wanzhou struck Duan Shaoyi's heart heavily. In the past, there was a beautiful woman in a red dress and a charming music style. That scene was imprinted on his heart, so much so that after she left, he still cherished her from time to time.
Duan Shaoyi poured two cups of tea and held it up, "Give me some time to think about it. Replace wine with tea, and I propose a toast to you."
Baicaoshi also drank it, and she believed that Duan Shaoyi would make the right decision.
After all, she still has a trump card to show.
To approach the opponent's psychological defense step by step.
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The New Year's Eve is getting closer, and Baicaoshi is already preparing a meal list for the New Year.
This is her first year in another world, and she still spends it with Zhe Yu. Thinking about it, it is still very memorable.
There should be something like a sense of ritual. It makes one day different from other days, one moment from other moments.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Baicaoshi and Zheyu entered the palace together. It was the day before New Year's Eve, Baicaoshi came to remove the stitches for Concubine Si, and Zhe Yu came to see the Queen Mother.
In addition, Baicaoshi also wants to show his wife the treatment of eye diseases.
In the Fragrant Pavilion of Fusi Palace, there are only Baicaoshi and Concubine Si.
"Oh, I still have an ugly scar." Concubine Si sighed faintly.
Baicaoshi is holding small tweezers, her eyelashes are long, and she blinks and blinks with the action of removing stitches. "Think of the healthy little prince, everything is worth it, the mother is the greatest in the world."
Yeah? It was the first time Concubine Si heard someone say that. In the eyes of these concubines, offspring are more of a reliance for them to gain a foothold in the palace.
"Sister Shishi, can you not go back to Wanzhou? I think His Majesty thinks highly of your husband-in-law, and I'm still thinking of asking you to be Zheren's master in the future."
Concubine Si's prince named Ying Zheren. It can be seen that Emperor Yanwu liked this child very much and bestowed the word "benevolence".
You must know that the orthodox thought of Dayan ruled the world with benevolence and filial piety, which shows Emperor Yanwu's expectations for the little prince.
Concubine Si looked at the poems of Baicao, and her intentions were quite obvious.
Herbal poems seem to have never been seen. She removed the last thread, applied some topical medicine, and blew gently. "Okay. The little prince's teacher, that requires His Majesty's approval, so you don't have to worry about it, Concubine Si."
Baicaoshi will not interfere with Zhe Yu's decision, but asking him to teach a potential competitor sounds absurd.
"Isn't it? In the end it depends on the emperor's decision." Concubine Si sighed again, she suddenly envied Baicao poetry. Compared with her own involuntary, she is so free.
After leaving Fusi Palace, Baicaoshi went to Changle Palace again. The Empress Dowager was talking to Zhe Yu, and both grandparents and grandchildren were very happy.
Xiaoyaowang sat down in front of the empress dowager in a majestic place, looked into her eyes with burning eyes, and felt her pulse, "Queen mother, how do your eyes feel recently?"
The queen mother looked at the blurred double image in front of her eyes. It was obvious in the past few days that she had indeed changed. She seems to be gradually regaining the light.
"It's getting better, I think maybe there is hope to see you little couple."
Today, Baicaoshi brought the method of acupuncture.
Modern people often talk about acupuncture and moxibustion, but in fact, needles are needles, and moxibustion is moxibustion, and they are different. The acupuncture method of Baicaoshi is a systematic summary of the famous doctors of the past dynasties.
"Queen Mother, I will give you an acupuncture later. The main effect is to dredge the meridians and acupoints of the eyes. During this process, you need to take a kind of Mabosan so that you will not feel pain. The whole process will last about half an hour .”
The **** in charge next to the queen mother saw the needle of Baicaoshi, and his eyelids jumped. Are you sure this is healing and not killing? What a fragile thing the eye is, how can it live if it gets stuck in it?
Zhe Yu glanced at him, as if inadvertently, the **** clicked again, this young couple is really brave, they want to go to heaven!
The Empress Dowager precisely folded the hands of Zhe Yu and Baicao Shi, and patted them together, "Okay, if I can see you, don't say that I need to take Mafeisan, I can bear even the pain."
Baicaoshi and Zheyu glanced at each other, seeing that someone else was there, Baicaoshi's little ears were red. Zhe Yu squeezed her palm.
The **** began to cover his eyes again. He didn't know there was a word called "sprinkling dog food", but this scene was really hard to see in Tian's house. His teeth were sour but sweet.
"Queen Mother, I will do my best and go all out."
When administering governance, the chief **** was invited out, in the outer hall. Half an hour later, he was invited in again. He saw that the queen mother was unscathed, sleeping peacefully, and a hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
Herbal Poetry and Folding Feather leave the palace.
When passing the gate of the palace, I saw a majestic war horse. The man on the horse was wearing shiny silver armor, black and gold embroidered mandala, and was carrying a red tasseled gun.
The two stood aside to pay their respects.
The man got off his horse and handed the reins to the palace gate guard. When he walked past Zhe Yu, he suddenly asked, "Are you the one who gave me the map?"
Who gave Oruha's map to?
One is General Wu Lie Xia Ying, and the other is His Majesty's eldest son, who is now King Li.
It's actually not difficult to guess, he looks like the fifth prince, and people who live in Prince Xu's mansion can tell it at a glance.
This person is Ying Zheli, who returned on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
"Exactly."
Zhe Yu answered neither humble nor overbearing.
Ying Zheli took another deep look at him, narrowing his pupils, "You're not bad!"
Said and walked to the palace.
Different from King Ming's powerful background, and King Feng's high military strength, this King Li has been on the battlefield, killed enemy generals, and is a man who has been baptized by iron and fire. Baicaoshi thought, will he be the biggest obstacle on Zhe Yu's road in the future?
But it's not yet time to make a conclusion, they have a more important thing-Chinese New Year.
But Zhe Yu didn't go home immediately, but went to Dongshi, Yun Zhaofu's lantern shop in the Congress. It was no longer the original shopkeeper who received them, but a familiar handsome face.
"You... why are you here?" Baicaoshi asked in surprise.
(end of this chapter)