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Chapter 147 Jealous

Panjiayuan, big garden.

As the title of Pan Mei, the founding hero of the Song Dynasty, Panjiayuan, which has a history of more than 100 years, is one of the few mansions in the gardens in Kaifeng Prefecture.

By the way, if you have a place at home to raise horses and run horses, it is actually a necessary condition for the family to train excellent military officers!

If there is not even a place to raise horses and run horses, it will be difficult for the military officers trained to be proficient in cavalry warfare. Lin Wancheng, Lin Chong, and Lu Qian, who Wu Haogu knew, were "cavalry generals" who had no horses at home, relying on riding officials and horses to practice their skills on the imperial guards' field.

This ability to do this is still very good among the current military officers of the Song Dynasty, but it is still worse than that of the northern powerful men like Ma Zhi, let alone those who grew up on horseback.

The large garden of Panjiayuan is a truly good place to raise horses and run horses. Unfortunately, for more than a hundred years, the Panjia generals have few children riding horses here. Even if there are, they are riding like Pan Qiaolian. I really think too much about it if I want to rely on them to ride horses to defend the Song Dynasty.

The one who was led to ride for Pan Qiaolian was a "high-headed horse" with a shoulder height of nearly five feet. This was an imperial horse that had just been sent to the palace by the group herders. Because he was tall and strong, he happened to be matched with the big Duan King, so the official Zhao Xu gave it to his younger brother.

But it’s a pity... A good stallion was castrated just because he wanted to "enter the palace", and he could no longer pass on his excellent genes to his descendants.

The castrated stallions are very easy to control. Even if Pan Qiaolian is a female player, she can easily ride on it and gallop on it.

But Pan Qiaolian, who likes riding horses on weekdays, looks depressed today. The reason for her depressedness is that Wu Haogu did not appear as scheduled.

Yesterday, Pan Xiao'an sent his family's manager to the Wu family's residence in First Tianshui Lane and Huazhai on Panlou Street.

As a result, they didn't find Wu Haogu's figure, but they only saw Pan Chengzhi and Wu Haogu's accountant Zhang Xizai. Both of them told him that Wu Haogu went to Ji Daguanren's house outside the city to draw.

Without seeing Wu Haogu, the Pan family's manager and Xiaopinger had to leave a message, but Pan Qiaolian did not wait for Wu Haogu in Pan's home, and only saw His Highness Duan, who was likely to have the chance to take the throne.

After riding a horse, he ran on the snowy ground in the Pan Family Garden for a while, and when he returned to the newly painted octagonal pavilion where King Duan was located (also decorated to marry a German princess), Pan Qiaolian, dressed in men's clothing, saw that King Duan Zhao Ji, wearing a moon-white Confucian uniform and plum blossoms, had already set up an easel in front of him.

Gao Qiu and Pan Qiaolian's brother Pan Xiao'an both stood behind King Duan with his hands down. Pan Xiao'an's face was so much that he could not hold it anymore. I don't know what King Duan said to him?

Pan Qiaolian, who felt that the atmosphere was very wrong, flipped off the horse's back, threw the reins to a guard brought by Zhao Ji, and then walked straight into the pavilion.

When Zhao Ji saw Pan Qiaolian coming, he asked happily: "Xiaolang, how about my black cloud lord? But it's like the wind?"

"It's a good horse." Pan Qiaolian stepped forward and bowed, "People say that His Highness Duan loves horses and understands horses. It's really not a false statement when he saw it today."

Duan King Zhao Ji is almost a versatile talent. Not only are the literati such as calligraphy, painting, poetry, music, and Go, they are very skilled in riding horses and archery!

It’s a pity that such a person who can play with everything will not be the emperor...

However, no one knows the true face of Zhao Ji - Wu Haogu and the current prime minister Zhang Dun are definitely exceptions - so everyone regards him as a candidate for a future wise ruler.

Moreover, because he is both civil and military, Zhao Ji seems to be expected to get rid of the habit of being weak in the official family since Zhenzong.

If you have good health, it means you can have children, and you don’t have to worry about not having an heir in the future. In addition, you will probably live long... There will be no future when the heroine comes to the court.

Because of these reasons, Pan Qiaolian had long regarded Song Huizong as the future official family, so naturally she did not dare to show her face to the future official family. So when she saw Zhao Ji, the unhappiness on her face disappeared, leaving only a faint and sweet smile.

"Xiao Lang," Zhao Ji also smiled gently and said to Pan Qiaolian, "The Lonely King just saw that you were riding a horse with a good posture. Can you ride on a horse and let the Lonely King draw a piece of paper?"

"You still have to draw a horse? This is not easy."

Pan Qiaolian also knows some paintings and knows that drawing horses is very difficult, similar to painting people. In the painting world today, the only one who gave the title of "the first person in the painting" to Li Gonglin, who was Wu Haogu.

"The lonely king has copied Mr. Longmian's horse," Zhao Ji smiled, "Today I want to combine Mr. Longmian's horse with Wu Dalang's people to see if there can be any gains."

In order to overwhelm Wu Haogu in the Fengle Tower battle, His Highness Duan put in some effort. Not only did he invite Pan Qiaolian to be a model, but he also used the horse drawing skills learned from Li Gonglin.

"Okay, I'll ride back again." Pan Qiaolian called Duan Wang again, turned around and was about to ride a horse.

"Then it's a blessing." King Duan Zhao Ji smiled proudly.

Pan Qiaolian is now in men's clothing and is riding on a horse. As long as she faints her facial features, the painting can be hung on Fengle Tower to compete with Wu Haogu. Because this painting has someone with a horse, the difficulty is higher than that of Wu Haogu's paintings with only portraits, so it can naturally gain an advantage in the competition.

In fact, the name of "the first person in the painting" has little meaning to Zhao Ji. What he enjoys now is the process of fighting.

Just as Pan Qiaolian was walking towards the "high-headed horse", someone suddenly entered the big garden and trotted all the way to the pavilion where Zhao Ji was.

"King, Lord Liu is here."

Gao Qiu had sharp eyes and saw from a distance that the visitor was Liu Youfang, the deputy governor of the Provincial Department of Nei.

"Oh? He's here," Zhao Ji smiled and put down the brush in his hand. "It must be Wu Haogu who hung up a new work in Fengle Tower."

Zhao Ji guessed correctly. Liu Youfang did have a scroll like a short stick under his elbow. He came to Zhao Ji panting. Before he could salute, Zhao Ji said, "No need to be too polite, spread the scroll quickly."

"Here."

Liu Youfang bowed his lower body, then he and Gao Qiu sat on both ends of the scroll and spread a "Dance Picture of the Mo Niangzi" more than seven feet long in front of Duan King Zhao Ji.

The picture shows a life-sized white dancer wearing a bra, long skirt, veil, twisting her graceful body and making an attractive posture.

"Okay!" Zhao Ji only glanced at him and couldn't help but shout, "Good paintings are better... interesting, so interesting!"

Hearing him cheering loudly, Pan Qiaolian had no intention of riding a horse. She knew about Fengle Tower paintings, so she could naturally guess that the old guy Liu Youfang must have brought Zhao Ji a new work. So she turned around and sneaked behind Zhao Ji. She looked at it and saw a large area of ​​white women's bodies.

The woman in the picture has a very good figure. The word "graceful" seems to be specially prepared for her, and her posture is so attractive. Not to mention a man, even Pan Qiaolian, the woman, couldn't help but blush when she saw it.

Is this drawn by Brother Dawu?

How did he draw such shameless pictures?

By the way, the woman in this painting is...

Pan Qiaolian saw the signature, which was engraved with several big characters such as "Mo Niangzi's dance, Wu Hao Ancient Painting". It is a very correct regular script, which is the font of Huang Ziyuan of the Qing Dynasty. It is not much the same as Su Dongpo's regular script written before Wu Hao Ancient (before being penetrated by the soul).

However, when Pan Qiaolian accompanied Wu Haogu out last time, she saw him write this font, so she knew it was his own writing.

It turned out to be Madam Mo!

When Pan Qiaolian saw the inscription, she immediately remembered that Wu Haogu met the Ji family's family in a restaurant in Haizhou.

But how could a Ji family's family appear in Wu Dalang's paintings?

And dressed like this...

Pan Qiaolian immediately realized the seriousness of the problem!

If Wu Haogu painted an ordinary erotic trick, she would at most be a little jealous. But how beautiful and singing voice of Mo Niangzi is? And Ji Yi's family trick... It is common for her to be transferred between scholars and officials as gifts!

Ji Yi and Wu Haogu seemed very intimate, and they were generous and generous. Maybe they would send Mrs. Mo to Wu Haogu when they were happy.

How could he do this! How could he like other women!

When Pan Qiaolian thought that Wu Haogu might have an unparalleled and beautiful family accompanied by her side, she felt extremely aggrieved. As soon as she calculated her eyes, a few crystal tears rolled out...

"Who is this woman? Who is she?"

Zhao Ji seems to have forgotten to paint for Pan Qiaolian now, and his attention is completely attracted by "Mo Niang Dance Picture" and Mo Niangzi.

Needless to say, the pictures are more clever than the pictures of the characters drawn by Zhao Ji!

It seems that the number one person in Wu Haogu's paintings is still a bit real.

The beauty in the picture... is so good. Her figure and posture are much better than Sister Chunlan. I don’t know how good she looks like. She must know such a beautiful woman.

"She is Madam Mo." Liu Youfang replied.

"The Lone King knows," Zhao Ji said, "Who is Madam Mo?"

"Madam Mo..." Liu Youfang smiled, "Maybe it is the beauty prostitute from which family, right? This old slave doesn't understand much."

So!

Zhao Ji nodded. Liu Youfang must have not studied the prostitute's matter, otherwise it would be wrong.

"Gao Qiu, do you know?"

"I don't know the little one."

Gao Qiu would definitely not know that he is not a man who spends money on life. A "football player" who can still maintain a subversive state of sports must be very self-disciplined. If he went to a brothel every day and his body collapsed, he would have played any more football?

Moreover, Gao Qiu didn't have that much money to go to a woman of the level of Mo Niangzi.

"Pan Bingyi, do you know her?"

"I don't know." Pan Xiao'an glanced at the girl who was wailing and smiled, "It shouldn't be the horned gui from Kaifeng Mansion... Maybe it was the colorful color that Wu Dalang bought from outside, right?"
Chapter completed!
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