Chapter 248 Drawing
The second level of the Chosen One is the Picture of Beauty.
Simply put, beauties are painted in Guanyin Tower, and their beauty is judged by the paintings.
To ensure the fairness of the painters, their paintings of beauties had to be hung on the spot for public scrutiny. If a painter accepted bribes and painted a beautiful woman ugly, the audience would be able to see it at a glance.
Therefore, a beauty’s dressing is of vital importance.
"Your Highness, do you want to win or just be casual?" Tu Mi asked with a serious expression.
"I want to win." Zhu Huaizhen thought for a moment and answered very seriously.
So, Tu Mi asked Zhu Huaizhen to withdraw a large sum of money from the Changsheng Treasury to hire a hairdresser and learn how to comb hair.
Tsk tsk, the snake bun, the Paojia bun, the cloud bun, the single spiral bun, the soaring cloud bun, the lingering bun, the Japanese bun, the sky-facing bun, the double-ring Wangxian bun, the hanging bun, the divided bun and so on. Tu Mi felt that combing hair was a thousand times more difficult than practicing martial arts.
However, Tu Mi was serious about it and went out early and came back late, always busy.
Looking at Princess Ronghua Zhu Huaizhen again, one can't sense any competitive spirit in her.
She was seen lying on a beauty couch surrounded by black lacquer and gold-painted scrolls of poetry and paintings, waving a round fan with a mahogany handle embroidered with pomegranates, cats and butterflies, moving it from time to time, as lazy as a Persian cat, listening to "Peach Blossom Fan".
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
What made Tu Mi laugh and cry the most was that her prince was still holding on to Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and refused to let go.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
"Tu Mi, don't worry. Just the hair bun alone won't make you successful. You also have to match it with clothes, jewelry, incense, and makeup." Zhu Huaizhen smiled like a flower, his eyes moving.
After hearing this, Tu Mi rubbed his forehead and felt tired.
"Tu Mi, I also have work to do. I picked out a kind of incense called Flower Fragrance. It is soft, light and romantic, just like love. It will surely be loved by the people of Nanchu." Zhu Huaizhen held up his rosy cheeks and smiled, his grape eyes clear and bright.
The ingredients of the flower fragrance are sandalwood, peach blossoms, roses, lilies, lotus flowers, cloves, and musk. First, grind the Indian old mountain sandalwood into a fine powder. Then, soak fresh peach blossoms, dried roses, fresh lilies, and fresh white lotus flowers in a musk solution overnight. Then, pound the mixture into a fragrant paste and mix it with the fine sandalwood powder.
There are two kinds of Huajianxiang: fragrance pills and fragrance dew. To make fragrance pills, add appropriate amount of honey. To make fragrance dew, filter the solution with gauze.
"Your Highness, you have always liked the fragrance of flowers. Do you still need to be picky?" Tu Mi said gritting her teeth.
"Tu Mi, I have also chosen a bun. The cloud bun is a good choice." Zhu Huaizhen shook his little body and continued.
After hearing this, Tu Mi went to the bedroom angrily without saying a word, took out a gold and silver bronze mirror with phoenix, flower and bird patterns, and looked at Zhu Huaizhen in the mirror.
Ahem, Zhu Huaizhen is wearing a cloud bun now.
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