Chapter 153 Am I afraid of him? I'll punch him in the head!
Portrait?
What portrait?
What devilish idea is this little devil going to come up with!
Seeing Jiang Kangan's suspicious and cautious eyes, Jiang Zhiyu said coquettishly.
"Oh, it's a maid in the palace before, named Yurong, you've seen her!"
Jiang Kangan thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember who Jiang Zhiyu was talking about.
After all, the most common people in the palace, besides the concubines, are the maids in each palace.
He shook his head lightly.
Jiang Zhiyu was so anxious that he stood on tiptoe.
"It's... a little maid in Guangyang Palace of Concubine De!"
[Why can't you remember it, my stupid brother! The little palace maid who was punished by the emperor because she accidentally bumped into you at the palace banquet! 】
【If it weren't for this, how could you have been hated by that evil Second Prince for so many years? 】
【But it's also the fault of the dog emperor, who beat that maid to death without asking any questions...】
【Just because she bumped into my elder brother, he said that she was greedy for power and had a treacherous heart! 】
【But my elder brother also pleaded for her, but the dog emperor insisted on saying something to encourage the crooked trend... causing my elder brother to be hated by a pervert! Dog emperor!! 】
Jiang Kang'an and Jiang Sulan held their breath and listened.
Each one was more shocked than the other.
Jiang Sulan didn't know that such a thing had happened before.
But Jiang Kang'an was shocked at how Zhiyu called the emperor... That!
Even if it was the voice of his heart, it was really treasonous!
What if someone finds out...
He adjusted his facial expression and asked as calmly as possible:
"Zhiyu, why do you want to draw the maid's portrait?"
Jiang Zhiyu's eyes rolled like windmills and he made up a story:
"Ah... just today, I heard Eunuch Fuping talking about this person and said that she was pretty! I was just curious..."
[Eunuch Fuping, I'm sorry, please lend it to me for a while!]
Fuping: A-choo!
Why do I feel my ears are hot? Someone is scolding our family.
Jiang Kangan could see that Jiang Zhiyu was talking nonsense.
But he didn't know what Zhiyu's real purpose was, and he didn't know whether he should draw it for her.
"Brother, show it to me~ Good brother, you are the best!"
[If you don't let me draw it, I will use it forcefully! 】
Jiang Kangan: ...
"Then let's make a deal. I'll draw for you, and you can't mess around, okay?"
"Okay, okay!"
Jiang Zhiyu nodded repeatedly.
Although the original book described the appearance of that jade-like face.
But the text is limited after all.
She wants to find a substitute to seduce the second prince and play the substitute literature.
She must know the appearance of his white moonlight.
It would be best if it can be accurate to the tear mole!
As Jiang Kangan sketched out the graceful beauty with just a few strokes.
Jiang Zhiyu's compliments fell out like free beans.
"Wow, big brother is really both civil and military! Not only is he a great martial artist, but his painting skills are also amazing."
She blinked her eyes, and the admiration in her eyes was undisguised.
"Whose elder brother is this amazing young man? Ah, it's Jiang Zhiyu's elder brother! Jiang Zhiyu is so lucky..."
Jiang Kang'an blushed unconsciously at her exaggerated praise.
But the corners of his mouth were as hard to suppress as AK.
"Okay, stop being so rude! Here you go."
He handed the sketched portrait to Jiang Zhiyu, and Jiang Zhiyu was amazed again.
"Wow, so this is called lifelike... But, this person is not that good-looking!"
[What kind of vision does the second prince have? It seems that there is something else about this beautiful face that attracts him. ]
Jiang Zhiyu, who got the portrait, did not stay any longer.
He said, "Brother, remember to get the medicine!"
Then he pulled Jiang Sulan and ran away quickly.
She was busy going back to set up the jar and catch turtles!
The fishing net has been set, and the only thing left is to catch the substitute mermaid~
The next day, she went to the palace to serve as usual.
The emperor saw that her eyes were black and blue, and specially gave her "black chicken and ginseng soup".
Jiang Zhiyu had no appetite after seeing the ginseng soup, and complained in her heart.
[It's not because of insomnia that I suffer, it's because I'm exploited by capitalism and lack of sleep! ]
[I'm still growing! I have to get up so early every day! ]
The emperor looked at the sky helplessly.
It's almost noon, are you still not getting enough sleep?
But he didn't ask much, and "diligently" reviewed the memorials.
"At the morning court today, Tanluan testified that... Master Wujing in your house is just a quack."
Jiang Zhiyu was a little disdainful when he heard it.
[So what if he's a sorcerer? So what if he's a liar... The dog emperor just wants to find a reason to convince the people to willingly set up Jinzhou Yicang, so why would he care whether the monk's identity is real or fake? ]
[In other words, the fake one is easier to control, isn't it? ]
The emperor heard this and curled his lips slightly.
What a smart girl!
Jiang Zhiyu put down the ink stick and replied respectfully:
"Wu Jing is different from Tan Luan. His identity was given by the emperor!"
The emperor was amused by her answer and laughed, and he loved her without hiding it.
"You, you... Prime Minister Jiang is really unlucky!"
Jiang Zhiyu secretly complained in his heart.
[Bad dad! Don't mention him! The scumbag who hurt my mother!]
He stood up straight and continued to grind ink.
He couldn't help but ask:
"But, the emperor has always disliked the talk of ghosts and gods, but today he suddenly summoned Tan Luan to the court..."
[Will it not cause criticism from all officials?]
Upon hearing this, the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.
"Good question! But people also say that the emperor's intentions cannot be guessed."
Jiang Zhiyu nodded and thought.
[That's right, whether you like it or not is just a matter of a word from the emperor. Who would touch this mold!]
"Since Tan Luan questioned Wu Jing, why not let the two of them fight openly and compete?"
The emperor had this idea for a long time.
Since he wants to establish a national teacher to reassure the people,
he naturally has to choose one who is easy to control.
"Okay. Who do you think is more suitable to take charge of this matter?"
The emperor thought about it and decided on two candidates.
He Yanting or Jiang Kangan.
But He Yanting's current official position is the Minister of War;
Jiang Kangan has just recovered from a serious illness and is recuperating at home.
Neither seems to be very suitable...
It is better to let Jiang Zhiyu be the bad guy.
Hey, in Jiang Zhiyu's words...
I am really a little smart guy!
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhiyu blurted out a name that he did not expect -
"The second prince!"
"Oh? What do you think?"
Jiang Zhiyu scratched his head.
"He invited Master Tanluan. Since he does not recognize Wujing's prophecy and wants to have a public competition, then naturally he should be the host!"
The dog emperor narrowed his eyes.
He looked at Jiang Zhiyu and thought.
Little girl, I don't know what evil you are planning!
However, as long as it does not harm the country, he can turn a blind eye.
After all, the second child has been too active recently.
Together with the sixth child, he spreads the rumor that Zhiyu is a monster.
No wonder she wants to fight back.
"Isn't Zhiyu afraid of him doing something?"
[Am I afraid of him? I'll punch him in the head! ]
Emperor: ...