As soon as Miss Shishi's moving song and dance came to an end, Zhao Ji stood up and cheered, and Yang Jian, who was standing behind, also hurriedly echoed.
There was a slight sweat on her forehead and cheeks, and the girl Shishi, who had an alluring red skin like jade, smiled charmingly. Then she moved to Zhao Ji, took the wine glass handed by Zhao Ji and drank it down in one gulp.
Only then, amidst Zhao Ji's praise, did he shyly and timidly sit in the same case with Zhao Ji.
He exchanged glances with this beautiful teacher girl who brought disaster to the country and the people, and laughed in a low voice.
Suddenly, they heard a noise coming from the lake in the distance. Everyone in the boat looked up and saw a sudden rain shower.
Suddenly, the hot summer day was sprinkled with rain and dew, and in an instant, the wind swayed with a pleasant and refreshing coolness.
Gao Zhang stood in front of the railing blankly, looking at Bianliang City, the capital of the Song Dynasty, which was shrouded in the heavy rain.
The rows of pavilions and pavilions looked so different in the misty rain. The structure creates a unique charm of Jiangnan.
Master Li and Zhao Ji were already standing at the railing, looking at the scenery dreamily.
"It's so beautiful. I didn't expect that such a rain would make me feel like I saw the rumored misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River..."
Seeing the beauty's appearance, Zhao Ji really wanted to hold Shishi's hand and take her to Yangzhou on a crane.
It's a pity that he is the emperor of the Song Dynasty. If he drags Miss Shishi and runs away like this, I don't know what kind of hell he will be criticized by those ministers.
But if you want to win the favor of a beauty, you can't do nothing?
Thinking of this, the talented and talented Zhao Ji had an idea and showed a confident smile with high spirits.
"If Shishi wants to see Jiangnan, Zhao can't take Shishi with him, but that's all.
Someone can write a splash of ink for Miss Shishi and let this feeling and scene fall on Xuan Bai..."
Miss Shishi turned her head and smiled coquettishly at Zhao Guanren who couldn't wait to show off her talents to make her happy.
"The official's move really flattered the slave family..."
"It's worth it if you can make a beautiful woman smile." Zhao Guanren's earthy words of love came right out of his mouth.
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A desk was placed in front of the railing, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones displayed on it. Zhao Ji looked at Bianliang, which was still shrouded in rain and fog. After a long time, he confidently splashed out ink.
Gao Zhang, a top student majoring in figure painting in the Chinese Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts, stood beside the table and watched Zhao Ji write on Xuan Bai.
Soon, it was obvious that Zhao Ji had a very deep foundation in painting and extraordinary attainments. He was definitely a talented young man in the art of calligraphy and painting.
I can see that he writes casually, but also has vivid charm, the smudge of ink and the eclectic use of brushwork.
It seems that the mist and rain in the painting blend with the scenery in front of you.
Gao Zhang's eyes turned red with jealousy. He was simply a genius in the freehand style of Chinese painting.
After taking a look at Zhao Ji, who was concentrating on painting, when he thought about his identity and his talent, it really made people jealous to the point of separation.
Although Gao Zhang wanted to praise this little brother, but considering his current age and status.
Putting on a shocked and exaggerated expression can express a child's admiration for beauty more vividly than words can.
The teacher girl on the side also had a pair of eyes full of amazement, and she would praise her from time to time.
The teacher's girl's praise came to my ears, and the young man Gao Zhang on the side had a cute expression that was so shocked by his talent that he was dumbfounded.
This made Zhao Ji feel extremely happy, and his wrist strength and brushstrokes became more and more wanton in painting.
However, with the power of the incense stick, a freehand landscape sketch two feet wide and one foot high has been completed in one stroke.
Miss Shishi couldn't help but clasp her fingers together and praise her sweetly.
"The official is so awesome. The hazy mist and rain in this painting perfectly match the scene today..."
Those talking water eyes and seductive red lips made Zhao Ji fascinated and his heart itched unbearably.
Zhao Ji finally took into consideration that there was an ignorant child Xiao Gao beside him, cleared his throat, and began to inscribe in the blank space of the painting...
Gao Zhang still stood there, admiring the painting with unfinished appreciation, and then his eyes gradually moved to the inscription by Zhao Ji.
With just one glance, Gao Zhang's eyes suddenly widened and he took a breath of disbelief.
In my mind, it seemed as if there were ten thousand grass horses lined up in a phalanx, their hooves flying across the vast wilderness, and they roared in unison: Oh my god! Damn it! Hurry!
With the help of the teacher's girl, Zhao Ji proudly wrote the signature.
Then he stopped writing with satisfaction and heard a very exaggerated inhalation sound.
Zhao Ji subconsciously turned his head and saw Gao Zhang, a young man with red lips and white teeth, with a horrified face, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
The shocked expression, body language and eyes were just a bit too exaggerated.
This made Zhao Ji couldn't help but inquire in a low voice. "Xiao Gao, what are you doing? Why are you so surprised?"
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Hearing Zhao Ji's question, Gao Zhang slowly moved his stiff neck and raised his head.
He looked at the confused king who was looking at him with confusion on his face.
That's right, it was the talented and talented emperor who created the "beautiful sky and graceful bones" and the thin golden body, the Song Huizong Zhao Ji who caused the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Originally he called himself the rich gentry Zhao Guanren, and then he was told that he was the king of Yan. In fact, this was to conceal his true identity as the faint lord Zhao Ji.
Gao Zhang's brain almost crashed due to the high-speed operation, but at least he made a decision in a few breaths.
Seeing Gao Zhang looking straight at him, Zhao Ji twisted his neck uncomfortably.
But facing this sweet-talking child, he still remained quite patient.
"Why, is there something wrong with my face?"
Gao Zhang took a deep breath, his expression changed from shocked to speechless, and he began to embrace surprise, and his eyes became expectant.
"Brother, can you write a few more words? I want to confirm whether you are the destined person in my dream."
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The rain has been falling, and the sound of silk and bamboo has not stopped, but at this moment, people feel that the atmosphere in this building boat is very strange.
Yang Jian on the side was immediately furious. Is there a destined person in this dream? Is it good that the official family is male?
"Be brave, you yellow-tongued brat, An..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the official with a weird expression raising his arm. Yang Jian could only swallow all the words behind him in frustration.
The teacher girl on the side looked at Gao Zhang and Zhao Guanren with a confused face, her mind was in a mess, what are you doing here?
When Zhao Ji heard the words "destined person" in his dream, his anus tightened and his scalp was so numb that he almost exploded.
Fortunately, when he saw the innocent and fair face of Gao Zhang, Zhao Ji let out a breath and looked at him, he was still a child, how could he be so immoral?
