Chapter 115 We are not married yet
In order to thank Shang Bingjiu, Xiao Yulou prepared a sumptuous dinner in the academy.
There is also the treatment of eating at the table. A large bowl of red roasted meat is placed in front of the little girl.
Xiao Baojing gave Shang Bingjiu a chicken leg.
Chaoyuan loves to eat chicken legs.
Since they are one person, the seller should also like to eat.
No wonder he refused to eat the candies she brought him from Yangcheng before and insisted on eating chicken instead.
Shang Bingjiu was held in his hands and he praised: "The little princess gave me chicken legs to eat. She is so kind to me."
"You just know that I'm good to you..." Xiao Baojing muttered, "You can't live a good life without eating the sun. Aren't chicken legs more delicious than the sun?"
Swallowed the chicken legs and said seriously: "Chicken legs are not full."
Xiao Baojing stared at his throat hesitantly, then at his belly, wondering how he could swallow such a big chicken leg.
"Touch it." Shang Di Liquid held her hand very well, clinging to her neck, and asked, "Do you want to take a closer look and take a closer look at your belly?"
"Oh!" Xiao Baojing suddenly pulled back his hand, "Shameless!"
The boy's Adam's apple was slightly raised, and it felt hot to the touch. The feeling of sliding against the palm of his hand was wonderful.
Her cheeks were reddish, shrinking her small hands into her sleeves, and her palm was uncomfortable.
The banquet was noisy, so no one noticed their little moves.
Xiao Yulou, who was on his seat, spoke in a timely manner: "If it wasn't for the saving the business warlock and the girl Xiao, the palace was still tortured. A cup of the merchant warlock and the girl Xiao in the palace, I wish you love, love, old age!"
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"No, no, no!" Xiao Baojing blushed and waved her hands, "He and I... He and I don't have that kind of relationship! We haven't gotten married yet!"
Lu Xueying asked with concern: "So you two are an unmarried couple? I wonder when the wedding date will be set?"
"No ..." Xiao Baojing's tongue was fighting, and he was not very good. He sneaked a glance at a mixed way. "We are not unmarried couples, we are not the kind of relationship! We ... we are just ... friends ..."
Her voice trailed off.
Xiao Yulou was thoughtful, then he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I know how to repay you two!"
She ordered: "Go and invite some of my nephews to come over."
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Baojing stared dumbfounded at the beautiful boys lining up in the hanging flower hall.
They all said in unison: "Bless me, Auntie Huang!"
Xiao Yulou smiled at Xiao Baojing and said: "They are all good children. Since Miss Xiao's marriage has not been settled yet, you might as well choose one of them. Miss Xiao is smart and cute, and I like her very much. If she can be my niece-in-law, It’s also good.”
Xiao Baojing was dumbfounded: "Huh?"
She looked at them one by one, all Wang Sun's son, all of which were well -dressed in beautiful appearance, and there were never many people who had a lot of money.
The eldest princess is really generous in repaying her kindness!
Shang Bingjiu looked at her with raised eyebrows.
Seeing her seriously, as if she really wanted to choose a husband from these people, the teenager's teeth were against the thin lips, seemed to laugh and laughed: "The little princess is really blessed ..."
"By the way," Xiao Yulou clapped his hands, and more palace maids filed in holding scrolls, "These portraits are of the noble ladies from Ye Jing that I like. Warlock Shang, take a look and see if anyone is interested? If anyone likes it, I will personally go and mediate for you.”
Xiao Baojing looked at it quickly.
The portrait of the portrait is thin and bright, all of them are beautiful beautiful women.
She couldn't help but squeeze the handkerchief tightly, and even wrinkled it without noticing.
Shang Bingjiu said with a smile: "They all look good."
Xiao Baojing gritted his teeth and pinched the Pazi tighter!
A pot of fruit wine on the palace. "It's delicious!" I am amazed, and I poured Xiao Baojing with a bowl of full bowl. "His Royal Highness you taste, this fruit wine can be delicious!"
Fruit wine tastes sour and sweet, just like juice.
Xiao Baojing was worried about seeing the portrait of the beauty of Shang Disease, and drank a few more cups in anger.
The fruit wine entered her stomach, but she had no reaction at first. She thought it was because the alcohol content was low, so she drank two more bowls. Unexpectedly, after a while, the wine was rubbing on her head, and she held her red face in her hands. There were double images at the banquet.
"Sister Xiao is drunk!" Lu Xueying was worried, "I will help you back to your room first."
To return to the wing from the hanging flower hall, you need to pass through several verandas and screen walls.
It was a chilly night in early winter, and the red palace lanterns hanging on the eaves and corridors added some hazy warmth to the cold night.
Lu Xueying supported Xiao Baojing and couldn't help laughing: "Sister Xiao looked at her thin, but did not expect that her body was quite heavy ..."
The main reason was that Xiao Baojing was not very honest when she was drunk. She was swaying and her steps were sloppy, so she had to use a lot of strength to steady herself.
Xiao Baojing hugged Lu Xueying's thin shoulders: "I——"
As soon as she said a word, she dumped the whole person beside, and even rolled into the next threshold with Lu Xueying.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
This is a palace full of murals. However, due to the split of the dynasty, the other half of the palace disappeared, so it is still being restored and painters were hired to repaint and color it.
There were a few oil lamps in the hall, and seven white teenagers were painting.
Suddenly startled by Xiao Baojing, they frowned, put down their brushes, and said disgustedly: "We brothers always don't allow others to disturb us when we are painting. It's not like the princess doesn't know, so why bother us tonight?"
Lu Xueying apologized again and again, and was about to take Xiao Baojing to leave.
She looked up at the colorful caissons and murals, and suddenly pulled out an ancient book from her bag: "'Yunhua Temple has a holy painting hall, which is called the Seven Holy Paintings in Chang'an... The seven people each picked up paintings and were about to enter it. The hall... As soon as the doors were opened, seven pigeons were flying in the sky. The paintings in the hall looked like four corners...'"
She "haha" twice, turned to seven white teenagers, and said crispy: "I know, you are pigeon essence!"
The young men in white looked ugly, and they all waved their sleeves and said, "Extremely rude!"
Lu Xueying pulled Xiao Baojing and whispered: "Sister Xiao, please don't be rude! Although they are weird, they worshiped the painting sage in the academy as their teacher in the previous dynasty, and their painting skills are very amazing. They have lived in seclusion in Kyushu these years. Because I heard that my husband was going to restart the Wen Dao Academy and hoped that the skills of painting saints could be passed down to the human race again, I kindly came to help.”
Xiao Baojing's alcohol has not faded, and he couldn't understand.
She pointed to a broken wall and murmured: "Dark..."
The wall was cracked due to the Pangu flags and had not yet been fully repaired, revealing the burnt marks inside.
She rubbed her face, remembering that the salesman once said that there was a fire in the Wen Dao Academy in the previous dynasty, and these charred walls must be the ruins of that year.
Xiao Baojing rubbed his eyes again.
When he opened his eyes again, he was in a trance in a gorgeous palace.
The wall inside the palace is painted with murals.
Xiao Baojing saw an old man with a white beard holding a writing brush and coloring the Bodhisattva's robes.
Suddenly, a sharp shout came from outside the hall: "Painting Saint, please accept me as your disciple. I am willing to do anything! I can endure any hardship!"
But the old man with the white beard was immersed in the world of the painting and could not hear the sounds outside at all.
Xiao Baojing walked outside the temple and saw a thin and thin man knelt in the gallery.
Her pupils shrink.
The facial features of this man ...
He looks like the old man enshrined in the shrine at Mansudae!
Thank you Green Rain 15 for the reward! !
(End of this chapter)