Chapter 53 I'm from Jinyang

"It's really a royal palace, magnificent!"

After half an hour, they finally arrived in front of Zhao Dezhao's mansion and looked at the magnificent house in front of them, with yellow and green glazed tile roofs and flying eaves and arches. The two couldn't help exclaiming repeatedly.

The gate of the royal palace is more than ten feet high, and dozens of brass nails are inlaid on the dark gate, which looks solemn. There are three golden characters "King's Mansion" on the forehead of the ebony plaque at the main gate. On both sides of the main door, there are eight sergeants with distinctive armor, holding spears and axes in their hands, which are very powerful.

Liu Yanzhao took the lead in withdrawing his mind and looked at the two people around him who were still sighing angrily, but he had to admit that the house in front of him was a hundred times stronger than the mansion in Daizhou City.

At this moment, he also vaguely understands why Zhao Pu is floating in the eunuch sea. Even if he is not determined for several years, he has to climb up again.

"In the land of the royal palace, the idle people leave as soon as possible!" As soon as he took a few steps forward, the sergeant who guarded the door immediately pointed over the axe in his hand and shouted harshly.

"This big brother, I have something important to ask you to see the prince."

"The prince is not free at this time. Come back tomorrow!"

Tomorrow, it will be another day. Hearing this, Liu Yanzhao suddenly felt anxious, "I really have something important to do. Please spread it on my behalf!"

The long gun pointed straight to the neck, and the words were still non-negotiable. "Stand back, or I will escort you to the government!"

"What's going on? It's so noisy!"

While talking, the guard, dressed in black and holding a hand knife, came out. When he saw Liu Yanzhao, he hurriedly retreated the soldiers and came forward to salute with his fists. "It turned out that it was the hero who rescued him last night. Qiao Peng has not thanked the hero for saving his life."

"Brother Qiao, you're welcome. It's just a waste of effort."

Seeing Liu Yanzhao return the salute, Qiao Peng immediately felt a good impression and exchanged a few words before asking, "I don't know why the strong man came here today?"

"To tell you the truth, Brother Qiao, I have something important to see the prince."

As soon as he heard the important thing, Qiao Peng immediately thought of what happened last night, and his face immediately turned around. "Since it's important, it can't be delayed. I'll inform the prince."

Soon, Qiao Peng's figure reappeared, leading Liu Yanzhao to walk to the house. Qishan and Cui Ping were left outside the house and guarded him out.

Entering the prince's mansion, Liu Yanzhao opened his eyes again. The eaves and stones, the corridors are winding back, the courtyards are staggered, the mountains and rocks are fine, and the green onions reflect the flowers. It is not elegant, but it is also fresh and elegant.

Before walking to a gazebo, Qiao Peng stopped, and someone over there had already greeted him. "It turned out to be last night's hero. Come and talk about it quickly."

Step forward, Liu Yanzhao hurriedly bent down and saluted, "I've seen the prince."

"No nonsense. I'm just a governor of the Southwest Mountain Road, and I'm not the lord of the prince!"

A low shout made Liu Yanzhao's heart tighten a little, but then his arm was raised. Zhao Defang's voice softened, "Next time you have to remember that if you want to worship the prince, my brother Wang is over there. Go and worship him."

Emotions scared him. He followed Zhao Defang forward. On the stone table in the pavilion, there was a picture scroll, and Zhao Dezhao was staring at the picture scroll.

This is a work of stuffing. In the smoke and sand all over the sky, a round of enchanting sun is slowly sinking, full of sadness and grandeur.

"The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the long river sets in the sun."

Somehow, Liu Yanzhao blurted out. Zhao Dezhao, who heard the sound, turned his head and took two steps forward to bow and saluted, "I've seen the prince."

It was the person who rescued him last night. After knowing his identity, he was still unrestrained to meet. Zhao Dezhao was immediately a little curious. Seeing that this person is not a rude elephant, how can ordinary people not know the truth?

"What a long river, the sun is round, and the desert is full of smoke. Look at this painting again, can you see what's in the picture?"

When Zhao Dezhao was about to ask questions, Zhao Defang on one side pulled Liu Yanzhao to the stone table. To be honest, although he used to be a student of the Chinese Department, he did not have much contact with traditional Chinese painting.

The painting technique is indeed superb. In addition to the yellow sand in the desert, the whole picture is the blood-red color of the remnant sun, forming a strong sense of visual impact.

However, at the bottom of the painting, a few strokes outline a wall. On the brown masonry, you can even feel the sword marks engraved on it.

"The scenery is different in autumn, and Hengyang geese go without paying attention. There are sounds on all sides. Thousands of miles, the long smoke sets and the lonely city is closed.

A cup of turbid wine is thousands of miles away from home. Yanran is useless, and Qiangguan is full of frost. People can't get up, and the general's white hair is in tears.

There was an inexplicable trace of sadness in his heart. Fan Zhongyan, who was very famous in his previous life, said it inadvertently. As soon as he said this, Zhao Dezhao's silent eyes flashed with surprise.

The sunset of the long river and the lonely smoke in the desert were made by the previous dynasty. People who knew poetry and books may have heard of it, so Liu Yanzhao chanted those two sentences, but Zhao Dezhao didn't feel any difference.

But the few words just now are different. He has never heard of it, and he can see the hardships of the border soldiers from the few paintings painted. This ability is not what ordinary people can have.

"Good words, good words, I didn't expect that you are also a person who is proficient in word assignment. I don't know who the teacher is?"

Hearing Zhao Dezhao's appreciation, Liu Yanzhao realized that he had been a plagiarist invisibly. He smiled awkwardly, "The prince is flattered, but I have a feeling that I can't stand on the table. Please don't laugh."

"This is not on the table. It's really too modest. The word just now is much better than those literary figures who are self-proportunate!"

With that, Zhao Defang hummed softly and tried the tone many times. Finally, he found the tone that satisfied him. Then he knocked on the fence on one side of the pavilion and hummed.

After a song, Zhao Defang shouted, "It's so happy, it's really good! Is this word famous?

"If you haven't figured it out yet, why don't you ask the prince to give him a name?"

Liu Yanzhao's words made Zhao Defang suddenly happy again. This word is definitely an amazing work. Now he makes the name of the lyrics, just like the plaque on the plaque after the exquisite palace is built.

For a moment, I didn't mind Liu Yanzhao's name for his prince. I quickly remembered the poems I had seen before. One of them was put forward and was denied. In the end, I only heard Zhao Dezhao spit out a few words leisurely. "The scene painted by this word complements the tune of the fisherman's pride. Let's call it the fisherman's pride. !"

"Fisherman's pride, good, it's so good!"

Zhao Defang shouted twice with approval, and then ordered people to take the pen and ink. After carefully putting away the picture scroll on the stone table, she personally grinded the ink ink.

"Come on, write down this word so that Brother Wang and I can get this masterpiece."

To make such a shocking work, Zhao Dezhao naturally felt that Liu Yanzhao's calligraphy would not be much worse, and the latter couldn't shirk it, so he could only write down the words silently.

After finishing the last stroke, he closed the momentum and gently put the pen on the edge of the inkstone. "The clumsy character made the prince laugh."

"Is this word ugly?"

Zhao Defang muttered in a low voice. Although there is no such thing as everyone's pen, it is also free to collect and put it. The pen is erratic and fast, and the handwriting is thin, and it is thin without losing its meat. At the turning point, you can obviously see the Tibetan front, which is quite self-contained.

Zhao Dezhao, who was beside him, picked up the pen and handed it to Liu Yanzhao. There was more appreciation in his words, "Let's sign the name."

Signature, that is to ask for Mobao from others. Liu Yanzhao looked at Zhao Dezhao, who was staring at the words he wrote, and he was a gentleman's style.

After taking over the pen, Liu Yanzhao was not pretentious. He continued to wave the pen in the lower left corner, while Zhao Defang whispered, "Liu Yanzhao, it turns out that your name is Liu Yanzhao!"

"Yan Zhao is the word, and his next name is Liu Jing."

"Liu Jing is a good name." After talking for a long time, he knew his name. Zhao Dezhao carefully put away the words, told his servants to send them back to the study, and then turned his head, "I don't know who is?"

Zhao Dezhao, a famous literati in Bianjing, has heard of it. It was the first time he heard of Liu Yanzhao in front of him, so he guessed that he was not from Kaifeng.

"The prince is wise, and he is indeed not a household in Bianjing."

"Where is that home? Yan Zhao has such knowledge, and there must be a master to guide him. Hurry up. In the future, Brother Wang and I can also go to ask for advice.

"I'm coming from Jinyang City."

"Jinyang City? It is said that it is also a lively place. No wonder Yan Zhao can have such an amazing talent..."

Zhao Defang said as he spoke, and his voice stopped abruptly. Zhao Dezhao stretched out his hand and pulled him back a few steps. He shouted angrily, "You spy, how dare you come to the prince's mansion with a big swagger. What a trap!"

"Your Majesty, wait a minute. Come and tell me something important!"

"A group of nonsense, what can I say with Liu Han's spies!" As soon as Zhao Dezhao shook his sleeves, he was about to attract the bodyguards in the house.

Seeing that Qiao Peng, who was on the side, was about to come over, Liu Yanzhao hurried forward a few steps and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, this matter is related to Liu Han. Please listen to the reason."

"Brother Wang, wait a moment, I'd like to hear what's important to him!" Zhao Defang stretched out her hand and retreated to Qiao Peng, with a rare solemn look on her face. She stared at Liu Yanzhao and said slowly.