In the peaceful palace.

Princess Zhaoning was having a feast when she heard about the queen.

However, the charcoal hot pot is so hot that it cannot be cleaned up immediately.

Princess Zhaoning couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Oh, hurry up, hurry up."

Just as everyone was busy working together, Queen Wang had already entered the house.

Princess Zhaoning hurried forward and knelt down to greet her.

"The child meets the mother.

The mother is lucky.”

Queen Wang shrugged her nose and looked around.

In a corner, it was still steaming hot, and the aroma of mutton came to the nose.

"Ning'er, what are you doing?"

"After returning to my mother, I, I'm eating hot pot."

Princess Zhaoning's face was flushed like a child who had made a mistake.

Queen Wang sighed slightly. She was still a child after all. She really wanted to get married. She was still a little reluctant to let her go.

"You all retreat, I have something to say to Ning'er."

Princess Zhaoning was frightened and her body trembled slightly.

With a plop, he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Mother, Ning'er, as you told me, did not go to the hot pot restaurant in Shenbuyi. I..." Queen Wang shook her head with a smile.

"Okay, I'm not going to say this."

After saying that, he stepped forward to help Princess Zhaoning up, lowered his voice and said, "Ning'er, I came to Xingqing Palace just now. The emperor said that after the spring begins, I will marry you."

"ah."

Princess Zhaoning grinned and tears began to roll in her eyes.

"My mother, Ning'er is still young, Ning'er is reluctant to leave her mother."

Queen Wang sighed.

"Cao Bei is back on the envoy of Tuyuhun, and Badan Khan proposed to marry Datang."

Princess Zhaoning was stunned.

"Ah, Mother, I won't go to Tuyuhun, I won't go."

After saying that, he threw himself into Queen Wang's arms and began to sob.

Queen Wang patted her shoulder gently and said softly: "If you don't want to go to Tuyuhun, you have to listen to me and find someone to get married quickly."

"I."

Princess Zhaoning was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that still marry?"

Queen Wang looked at Zhaoning in love.

He reached out to wipe her tears.

"Ning'er, getting married is different from getting married. If you marry a prince or minister in the court, you will be able to see Wei Niang and raise your legs. But if you want to kiss Tuyuhun, look at your sister Qing, which is an example."

After a while, Zhaoning said nothing.

After a long time, she raised her head and asked with a sob: "My mother, do you have to marry?"

"Yes, you must marry."

Queen Wang paused and then said, "The Emperor said that Yao Yi, the third son of the Prime Minister Yao Chong family, and Miao Di, the son of Grand Secretary Miao Qi, are all considered."

After saying that, he said in a very low voice: "Of course, in addition, if you like a prince from a family, you can also tell me that I will go and tell the emperor for you."

"I, I."

Princess Zhaoning twisted a few times.

Queen Wang asked in a lower voice: "Ninger, how do you think it's so heavy?"

Princess Zhaoning was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a low voice, "It depends on the mother."

Queen Wang nodded and knew it.

At this time, in Xingqing Palace.

Emperor Xuanzong no longer had the intention to write with flying dragons and phoenixes.

He silently watched Gao Lishi pack up the pen and ink on the table.

After a long time, he asked, "Gao Lishi, tell me which one is more suitable for Zhaoning?"

Gao Lishi couldn't help but complain in his heart, this was a question.

If I can't tell the truth about Emperor Xuanzong, it would be thankless.

After a little thought, Gao Lishi put down his work and bowed and said, "Go back to the emperor, I think I can be your man in the east bed. First of all, you should like it. Secondly, the current official position may not be very high, but you must be able to solve your problems. In one sentence, it means that literature can be safe and military can be determined."

After a while, I seemed to have answered the question, but it seemed that I didn't say anything.

Xuanzong nodded slightly.

"What I said is reasonable, what I said is reasonable. If I don't like, how could I marry my daughter to him?"

Gao Lishi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had answered the question correctly.

However, Xuanzong quickly came back to his senses. He said a lot of words, but in the end he still didn't answer his own question.

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A gust of north wind blew, and the snow outside suddenly stopped without warning.

Not only did it stop, but the dark clouds soon dissipated and the sun squeezed out from the cracks of the clouds.

Chen Buyi looked up at the sky. It was not cold when it was snowing, and it was cold when it turned into snow.

The coldest day is coming soon.

In such a cold day, the hot pot restaurant business will definitely not be bad.

But he was a little worried about Jiang Pu and his food stalls.

When Yao Yi's Baiwei Building opened, the mission of this food stall will come to an end.

While you are still here, go and take a look.

Chen Buyi took Feng Wu and the two of them walked around and soon arrived at the entrance of Dongshi.

It was not a meal time, it was sparse and few people came to drink mutton soup.

However, there were many people in front of a shop opposite.

Chen Buyi is also a lively person. He wanted to squeeze in and take a look, but Jiang Pu had already seen him there.

He came up with a smile.

"Young Master, why are you here in such a cold day?"

Chen Buyi nodded.

"I'm just free today, so I'll come and have a look."

After saying that, he pointed to the opposite side and asked, "What is it doing there? It's very lively."

"Oh, someone is selling paintings inside."

Jiang Pu replied casually, then wiped the bench very seriously, "Young master, sit down, I'll serve the bowl of soup."

Chen Buyi waved his hand, "No need, just give Feng Wusheng."

After saying that, Shen Buyi came to the crowd.

Through the gap of the crowd, I saw a young man inside, who was only in his early twenties, wearing a cloth dress, looking very simple.

Behind him, three paintings were hung.

One is a picture of Sakyamuni's lecture, and the other two are landscape paintings.

This style seems familiar.

He saw the young man bowing to everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, I'm here to visit Chang'an. I'm encountering thieves and lost all my money. In order to go home, I had to sell these paintings...." Chen Buyi couldn't listen to what he said further.

Wu Daozi, this is the painting saint Wu Daozi.

According to time, Wu Daozi now should have created murals in the Longmen Grottoes in Luoyang.

In the middle of winter, it is normal to be unable to paint, so it is not enough to travel around.

However, after all, he was too young at this time. Although some people who know the knowledge often nodded and praised him for his good paintings, he would obviously be almost there if he wanted someone to pay for money to buy it.

"Everyone, this painting is a picture of Sakyamuni preaching. You see, this is Sakyamuni."

Wu Daozi was still trying his best to promote his paintings, but the onlookers gradually dispersed.

"Hey, hey, don't leave."
Chapter completed!