Mu Nanzhi was startled: "Isn't your master a military commander? How come he has also studied painting?"
Song Fu explained: "Returning to the princess, the princess is very talented. He started enlightenment at the age of four. He studied under Zhang Zi'ang and Zhang Daru. He was familiar with hundreds of schools of thought at the age of six. At the age of eight, he had perfect calligraphy and painting. He could use both hands at the same time. When he was ten years old, the prince was able to eloquently argue with the ministers, and was deeply favored by Long Live. Zhang Daru asked himself to leave the capital, saying that the prince had learned all he could and had nothing to teach him. "
Mu Nanzhi almost fell to his knees: "Ah! My cousin is so powerful?! He is simply a versatile man in both civil and military affairs!"
Song Fu smiled and nodded: "If the princess has no other instructions, then I will leave first."
Mu Nanzhi said hurriedly: "Go back and tell your cousin that I will be on time."
"Yes, I'm resigning." Song Fu bowed and left.
Mu Nanzhi picked up the letter again. On the letter was a girl in red, sitting in front of a small red clay stove, holding a cup of milk tea in one hand and a horseshoe cake in the other. There were only a few strokes, but the painting was very precise. It is so expressive, especially the girl’s crooked smiling eyes, that they are so lifelike on the page.
Mu Nanzhi looked at it again and again before he was willing to let go. Jixiang also came over to take a look, and couldn't help being surprised: "The princess's painting skills are really amazing. With just a few strokes, the princess's painting was brought to life. It was so amazing." The little prince of Prince Kang's family had eight hundred streets! When I saw the portrait that the young prince made for the princess, I thought it was very good, but now it seems that it is simply incomparable!"
Mu Nanzhi nodded in serious agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, there is no comparison at all! Forget about painting skills, the key is character. My cousin can beat that little prince eight hundred times!"
Ji Xiang agreed with a smile while adding another half bowl of red bean porridge to Mu Nanzhi: "Princess, the porridge was cold just now. I will give you a hot bowl."
"I'm not going to eat, I'm not going to eat, I'm not going to eat!" Mu Nan shook his branches like a rattle, "I have to save some stomach to have lunch with my cousin. You don't even know how many pots there are in the other courtyard. tasty."
Ji Xiang was startled: "Princess, are you going to Xihuai Courtyard again?"
Mu Nanzhi nodded, wiped his mouth and got up and walked towards the bedroom: "Come in, comb my hair and change clothes."
"Princess Princess, can you take your slave with you this time?" Ji Xiang said with a flattering look on his face, "You always say that Xihuai Courtyard is big and beautiful. You also feel sorry for your slave, so why don't you take her there to open your eyes too? ?”
"Then it depends on your performance," Mu Nanzhi pointed at his hair in front of the bronze mirror, "comb it with a single snail, and be neat."
"Okay! Princess, just hold it up!"
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On top of the capital city tower.
Marilin stood in the wind, his black cloak billowing in the wind, and his eyes were like a hawk staring at the road leading out of the city.
"General, will it really go as we wish?" The lieutenant general was a little uneasy and stepped forward to ask in a low voice, "If this doesn't happen, wouldn't it mean losing his head?"
Marilin said indifferently: "If you are afraid of losing your head, you can go down now and report to the Ministry of Punishment that I colluded with Prince Ning to frame Prince Zheng Yipin."
The lieutenant general was startled and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "General, please don't get me wrong! My subordinates are just worried about the general. According to the general's current status, there is no need to take such a big risk..."
"There is always something more important in a person's life than status and glory." Marilin looked into the distance with far-reaching eyes.