"What's wrong? Pan Eighteen, what's wrong with her? ”

Seeing his father spitting and spitting, Wu Haogu was a little anxious.

Now in the Northern Song Dynasty, where there is a shortage of medical treatment, a small problem can kill people. Although Pan Qiaolian has always been in good health, it seems that she has never been sick in Wu Haogu's memory. But if you can't keep it, you will have a big ......

"Are you sick?" Wu Haogu asked.

"No, no." Looking at his son's anxious appearance, Wu Chengzhi sighed, "She's not sick, she's just ......"

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Haogu saw his father spitting and spitting, and he was even more anxious, and asked repeatedly, "What do you mean!" ”

Wu Chengzhi sighed again and said, "It's just a rumor, it is ...... It is said that His Royal Highness King Duan is likely to fall in love with Pan Eighteen and is going to marry her as a concubine! ”

"What?" Wu Haogu blinked, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"His Royal Highness King Duan may have taken a fancy to Pan Eighteen!"

"Impossible!" Wu Haogu hurriedly shook his head, "This is impossible...... Daddy, it's a rumor! ”

Of course not! Wu Haogu has read "History of the Song Dynasty. Huizong Benji", none of the five queens of Song Huizong had the surname Pan. And Song Huizong, no, it should be Duanwang Zhao Ji who is not married yet, and he should marry the first queen Wang, who is the daughter of Wang Zao, the assassin of Texas, and the descendant of Wang You, the minister of the founding period of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Although the "History of the Song Dynasty" was compiled by the Mongols, there are many errors and omissions, but on the question of who is Song Huizong's wife, it will not be faked, right?

"Da Lang......" Wu Chengzhi frowned when he looked at his son, "Pan Shiba, who is dressed as a man, met with King Duan yesterday at the Xiyuan Yaji, and many people have seen it with their own eyes. And, and ......"

"And what?"

"And Duanwang also splashed ink on the spot and drew a photo for Pan Shiba!"

"That's all?" Wu Haogu asked again.

"That's all." Wu Chengzhi replied.

Wu Haogu exhaled and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just a painting...... Among the hooks that the father receives for the child, most of them are women's photos, right? ”

Even in the era of the Song Dynasty, it was not uncommon for painters to draw portraits for women, let alone draw a picture and catch your eye.

"This ......"

Wu Chengzhi looked at his son, and he didn't know what to say?

In normal times, a painting really doesn't mean anything. But what time is it? Now it is the time for King Duan to choose a concubine, and Pan Qiaolian is a Kaifeng general's daughter who is qualified to be a princess. Then His Royal Highness King Duan painted for Pan Qiaolian, which is very unusual.

There is no need for the two of them to look at each other at all, as long as the queen mother in the palace thinks that King Duan and Pan Qiaolian are good, and they will come down together, they can ......

……

Kaifeng Mansion outside the city, the west chamber of the city, the newly built Duanwang Mansion is magnificent, the palace corridor pavilions, jagged and scattered, ponds and lakes, sparkling. The back garden is also planted with precious flowers and trees, pine and bamboo.

His Royal Highness King Duan, who is only sixteen years old this year, has just finished a keju, and is in the back garden in a pavilion with a curtain and a stove, naked and sturdy upper body, allowing his beloved maid Chunlan to wipe his sweat with a towel for him.

The Prince of the Great Song seemed to be completely different from his weak father and brothers, tall, healthy, strong, and athletic. Not only does he like to juju, but he is also proficient in riding and archery, especially like to gallop on a fierce horse, not at all like the prince of China and the DPRK, but like a grassland boy.

But anyone who thinks that His Royal Highness King Duan is only proficient in martial arts and not proficient in literary style, it is very wrong. His attainments in writing, calligraphy, poetry, painting, and music have all reached the level of everyone.

Maybe the painting is not as good as Wu Haogu and Li Gonglin, the articles and poems are not as good as Su Dongpo, the music is slightly inferior to Liu Mo and Wu Liangfu, the calligraphy may not be as good as the four masters (Su Huang Mi Cai), and the horseback archery is definitely not as good as the masters in the forbidden army.

However, it is remarkable that others can master one of the many talents, but this king is an all-rounder. And His Royal Highness King Duan is only sixteen years old this year, and in another ten years, won't his talents be stable and rank first in the world?

If King Duan became an official, most of them could be the first emperor in ancient and modern times, right?

When Chunlan finished wiping Duanwang's upper body, she suddenly thought of the possibility of Duanwang becoming an official, oh, it's not possible, it's almost inevitable.

Because the sisters in the palace spread the news: the official family has been working hard for the war in the northwest during the day these days, and they have to work hard for the inheritance of their children at night, and the body bones are not as good as day by day......

"King, Daguan Liu asks to see you."

Just when King Duan was anxious to be served by the two palace maids, he had just put on his robe and put on his head, and the voice of Gao Yu, who had just accompanied him to bow, sounded outside the pavilion.

Liu Daguan is Liu Youfang, since the two "Pan Qiaolian Photo" (respectively Mi Youren and Wu Hao ancient paintings) dedicated to Duanwang, he has become a frequent visitor to Duanwang's mansion, and will often send some famous calligraphy and paintings and antique treasures.

"Okay, tell him to wait at Pinyixuan."

Duan Wang Zhao Ji gave an order, and then walked out of the pavilion with Chunlan and walked towards Pinyixuan, which was built in the back garden. Pinyixuan is actually a three-storey pavilion, the first and second floors are used to store Zhao Ji's collection of cultural toys and calligraphy and paintings, and the third floor is the place where Zhao Ji paints and practices calligraphy. On a wall on the west side of the third floor of Pinyixuan, there are two "Pan Qiaolian Photos".

It's just that Pan Qiaolian on these two "Pan Qiaolian Photo Pictures" is a completely different dress and temperament, one is a beautiful girl who seems to be meeting her lover, and her eyebrows are full of love. The other is a handsome and delicate little Langjun, dressed in a moon-white Confucian suit, with a Dongpo scarf on his head, and a folded folding fan on his head, looking elegant and chic.

The two "Pan Qiaolian Photo Pictures" are both fine works with both form and spirit, Pan Qiaolian's facial features on the two paintings are delicate and realistic, the expression is vivid and natural, the body proportions are coordinated, the clothes are elegant, and the picture is bright and bright. If there is any deficiency in Zhao Ji's works, it is that Pan Qiaolian's hands, hair, eye pupils and other details are not well handled.

However, just by copying "Pan Qiaolian Photo" and "Drunken Arhat", he can improve his painting skills to this extent, and Zhao Ji's painting talent is indeed shocking.

"How? Can Gu Wang's "Pan Qiaolian Photo Picture" be compared with Wu Haogu's? ”

Hearing the sound of pushing the door and the soft sound of the script, Zhao Ji, who was holding his arms and looking at the painting, did not look back, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

The people who came were Gao Yu and Liu Youfang.

"Yes," it was Liu Youfang who answered the question, "the fine part is still a little worse, but as long as the king can copy more paintings of Wu Haogu, he will definitely be able to surpass him." ”

Gao Yu on the side couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

Liu Youfang said it well, with the talent of Duan Wang Zhao Ji, to reach the level of Wu Haogu's "Pan Qiaolian Photo", you don't need to apprentice at all, just copy more.

"The king, the queen mother asked the old slave to bring you another painting of Wu Haogu."

As he spoke, Liu Youfang gently unfolded a "Bishamen Heavenly Map" on the desk behind Duanwang Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji turned around, glanced at the painting on the desk, and smiled: "The painting is good, but it is not as good as the "Pan Qiaolian Photo". ”

Wuhao ancient painting Pan Qiaolian is devoted to true feelings, and it is naturally a boutique among the best. And "Bishamen Tiantu" is drawn by hand and played at will.

"This painting will be placed here by Gu Wang first," Zhao Ji said, "and I will copy a few copies of Gu Lin...... By the way, can Wu Haogu go back to Kaifeng Mansion? ”

"I went back," Liu Youfang said, "and I came back yesterday." ”

"Good!" Duan Wang Zhao Ji smiled, "When King Gu has copied this "Bishamen Tiantu", he will go to invite a fight!" ”