"Don't move! Old fox, do you have ADHD? You can't stand in just two or three hours? I have to tell His Majesty that you can retire and return home early."

Wei Jiu shouted and shouted on a rockery that was high by one person. For many reasons, these heroes insisted on painting in the courtyard. It was already noon the next day. The sky was not very cold, but Changsun Wuji couldn't help it.

He glared at Wei Jiu and cursed.

"Little fox, you are talking about it simply. I am walking as fast as you at your age, but I am not a cripple like you. I can sit because Yuchi Gong can sit, but I can't even move?"

Changsun Wuji looked at Wei Jiu with his eyes, pointed his right hand at the chair, lived with steel whips in his hands, his eyes wide as a bronze bell, and his vicious Yuchi Jingde was a little dissatisfied and started to fight back.

"Changsun Wuji, are you jealous? I am a general on the battlefield, even the tiger sitting upright in the hall, not a lion squatting outside the door. Besides, Xiao Wuliang and Eunuch Dai said that my husband is in a good position, and your eyes are as blind as Wei Zheng? I didn't see that I just wore a single dress and had my chest exposed?"

Yuchi Jingde spoke up to destroy the aura he maintained. The Lingyan Pavilion that Wei Jiu wanted to do was not as simple as hanging a few portraits on the Qilin Pavilion and Yuntai. This was Li Er's big wish, and Wei Jiu was willing to help him fulfill it.

At this time, Yuchi Jingde was naked and wearing a single dress, revealing his strong chest muscles and wounds of all sizes. He was a general on the battlefield and was ranked first among all the generals in Chang'an. Wei Jiu designed him to overlap his hands with a steel whip, and his face was very consistent with his personality and killing spirit.

When Yuchi Gong opened his mouth, he involved Wei Zheng, and then he was scolding and scolding.

Wei Jiu covered her head and held the small stove helplessly persuaded.

"Don't argue. Lingyan Pavilion is not just a portrait. I am a person who pursues perfect quality. It takes almost a month to let you go home. Your Majesty specially gave you a month to rest. I hope Lingyan Pavilion will not disappoint His Majesty, right? Changsun Old Fox, don't make arguing. You are your Majesty's think tank and the number one person in the cabinet. Just work harder, don't stare at me. Okay, okay, eat, eat, and you won't eat boxed lunches today. Where is the toad menu? Order dishes for you, especially these painters, your hands are frozen. Everyone, how about small hot pot and barbecue? The old rules are you, two taels of wine, don't drink too much!"

Changsun Wuji's face calmed down a lot, and he took the initiative to walk forward to talk to the painter who painted him. The easy-goingness made Wei Jiu unable to recognize the old fox. Duan Zhixuan approached Wei Jiu and asked in a low voice if he could give him one or two more. Wei Jiu pointed to the toad preparing for lunch.

"You ask him?"

After saying that, Wei Jiu jumped off the rockery and came to Qin Qiong. He asked softly that his health was fine. Qin Qiong's face was a little pale and he said in a low voice that he would just take a break for a moment.

These officials were all older, and Wei Jiu was a little worried, and whispered to Liu Jinwu to let him go to the hospital for the first batch of doctors on vacation, and the salary was paid three times. Wei Jiu was about to leave, but Fang Xuanling grabbed Wei Jiu's arm and whispered to ask Fang Yiai that he had been causing trouble for him recently. Wei Jiu was about to answer, but Cheng Yaojin in the distance spoke.

"Wei Jiu, come here. I'm a little confused. I don't know if His Majesty likes to wear official robes or armor. I think they are all very handsome!"

Wei Jiu repeatedly agreed to go there and whispered to Fang Xuanling.

"Fang Xiang, Fang Yiai doesn't have the courage to provoke me. This is not a despise your son. You told him that if there is news about Changsun Jiaqing and Yuan Gai Suwen, you will tell me that it will not be delayed. You are tired today, so go and have a rest."

Wei Jiu trotted to Cheng Yaojin with her legs and feet. Looking at the two portraits on the drawing board, Wei Jiu frowned and shook her head.

"No! The one wearing official robe is too flattering, and the one with the armor is a bit bloated. Come on! I'll draw one for you."

After taking the charcoal pen and paper, Wei Jiu drew a Q version of Cheng Yaojin, who was round and rolling, and his silly appearance made Cheng Yaojin giggle. Looking at him who looked like another, Cheng Yaojin smiled.

"This one looks good, this one looks good! Hehe, I still look so cute."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin had such a child side. Wei Jiu smiled and said that he had time to draw a trick for him. Before Cheng Yaojin could agree, the fat Tang Jian came forward and whispered that he wanted it too, and then more and more people gathered.

The painters worked very hard. Wei Jiu had no time to have lunch and went to the palace with the semi-finished products. Li Er was already impatient in the Tai Chi Palace. When he saw Wei Jiu walking in, he stood up and yelled.

"You are a villain and still remember that there is a majesty. You have to do it for half a year to complete in three or five days. Half a year is enough to build a Lingyan Pavilion again!"

Wei Jiu put the portrait at Li Er's desk and said with a smile.

"How did you know I want to rebuild a Lingyan Pavilion? Either don't do it or do the best? I have prepared a big plan for Lingyan Pavilion. I won't say it will satisfy you, but it is definitely my most purposeless money-burning journey."

Li Er glanced at the portrait and asked curiously.

"Are you going to do a big game? How big is it?"

Wei Jiu opened her arms and said with a smile.

“There are…so big!”

Li Er was amused by Wei Jiu's actions and waved his hand to signal him to go and do nothing to come to the palace to report. Wei Jiu nodded and told Li Er to go to the Empress for lunch. Qingque was waiting for him. Li Er did not stop him, but just said that if his legs were not good, he would ride a horse into the palace.

Li Er is still very doting towards Wei Jiu. Although some things are overdoubted, Wei Jiu's rudeness to him, contradicts and even deceives him, is to be beaten up, which is not more serious than this.

Looking at Wei Jiu who was jumping around, Li Er laughed and scolded.

"Why did you go back to Chang'an like a child who can't grow up?"

Wei Jiu did not notice this. When he walked out of Chang'an, he rarely joked and had a maturity that was inconsistent with his age. This time he returned to Chang'an, he seemed to have let go of all his guards, just like a child, laughing and playing all day long.

Li Er looked at the portrait on the table and recalled these old ministers. When he thought of Du Ruhui, he remembered when he was out of the city and watched the victims. When he remembered Chai Shao, he remembered that the new army led by Chai Rongwei was Wei Jiu, and when he remembered Hou Junjiu...

"Forget it, don't think about it!"

I said that, but I still want to think about it carefully. This evil seems to have been outside more than in Chang'an. I first entered Chang'an for three years, fled for three years, returned for one year, Yangguan for three years, and one year after returning, two years after returning, going to sea for Andong, the Andong War, the Tuyuhun War, and the Western Regions.

Wei Jiu seemed to have never rested.

Li Er wanted to laugh but couldn't say anything. He was struggling with something that he had been struggling with for a long time.

Who is the prince?
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