Aguan’s speed is less than a thousand words. Yesterday, the first chapter was published, and it started at around 12 o’clock. I wrote for more than three hours, but I didn’t write anything and it was nonsense. It would be better to have a sleep, but it was all invalid. I was forced to bear it.

Rewrite a chapter.

It took sixteen hours to write it before and two chapters were written.

Now I go to bed and get up at 6:00 pm. After dinner, I can’t code and update it for four hours. Everyone doesn’t have to wait at night. Aguan is really slow to write. I’m really sorry or2!

The following are some of the abolished manuscripts, which have nothing to do with the main text. Please read them as extras. They can be updated at 3 o'clock last night, but they are not well written. The main text is a fraudulent currency, so they are extras.

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At night, I rode the King Jing's chariot and came to a mansion on the west side of the imperial city when I was on the branch of the moon. Several black yamen generals patrolled the surrounding area.

Ye Jiaotang stands on the second floor of a loft in the mansion, looking at the roads and buildings outside through the moonlight from the window.

The Imperial Guards are stationed in the outer wall of the palace, with three thousand elite imperial guards stationed inside, and three shifts of guarding the safety of the imperial city.

The central area where the Imperial Guards stationed was a lonely mansion with sparse lights inside, no figures were seen walking, and there was no sound at all. The deposed emperor of the Great Wei who once ruled the entire empire was placed under house arrest in that house.

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The room in the attic is not big, with desks and magistrate chairs inside, and a lampstand is placed in the corner of the room.

Dongfang Liren was wearing a silver python robe and sat on the Grand Master's chair. In front of him was the structural diagram of this block, holding a golden pen in his hand, and he really circled it carefully with the lights. His side looks very cold and majestic regent.

After looking at Ye Xingtang for a while, he came to the desk and said in confusion:

"The melted oil has been poured. The thief may come over and attack at any time, and will not order the defense to be deployed in advance?"

Dongfang Liren looked at the map carefully: "There have been arranged to check the city walls and bridges, and the eldest son of the emperor moved to the mansion next to him and secretly sent someone to take care of him. If you are now making great efforts to keep the place unbreakable, Dongfang Yin only has no problem with his mind,

They will stop right away.”

"It means to be on guard secretly and wait for them to take action?"

"Dongfang Yin was drinking with other princes and children in Longyin Tower today, without any abnormality. We didn't find any evidence, and we didn't catch the survivor. If he stopped now, even if the city wall collapses tomorrow, it would have nothing to do with him."

Dongfang Liren looked out the window in a blink of an eye: "Without the ironclad evidence of the rebellion that convinced all the civil and military officials of the court, it would be impossible to touch Dongfang Yin, let alone deprive King Wu of the title. So he could only be on guard secretly and wait for them to take action."

Ye Jingtang nodded: "Then you are waiting for the rabbit now. See how Prince Wu takes action and find a way to find ironclad evidence?"

Dongfang Liren leaned on the back of the chair: "That's right. Stay here and wait for the people below to send messages."

Ye Jingtang saw that it was fine for the time being, but Benben was still at work, so he was not suitable for him to say goodbye, so he sat down on the teacouch in the room and waited quietly.

Dongfang Liren sat upright behind the desk and continued to look at the map and various clues. Although there was nothing to see, he still carefully showed off his smart and capable queen in front of Ye Jietang, focusing on and smiling.

Ye Jingtang was a little bored. He tapped Xiao Chou with his fingers, looked left and right, touched him in his arms, and then stopped in disappointment.

Dongfang Liren noticed Ye Jingtang's behavior and asked:

"What are you looking for?"

Ye Jingtang smiled and said, "It's a bit boring. Did Prince Jing put the tears of the heroes on the carriage? I'll pick them up by myself."

Dongfang Liren doesn’t like Ye Zhitang’s hobby of reading Xiao Huangshu, and said seriously:

"If you like, you can't be more elegant? If you make great achievements, you will gradually become a high position in the future. When people talk about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, do you open and shut up the "Tears of the Chivalrous Girl"? Don't you think it's vulgar?"

Ye Jingtang spread his hands slightly: "I am a rough man in the world, and I really can't talk about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etc."

Dongfang Liren is an expert in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He felt that the cold young man in front of him was good, but he was not very literary enough. He really should teach him when he had time, so he picked up his pen, ink and paper, came to the opposite side of the case, and sat upright:

"It's okay to wait here, I will teach you how to draw."

Ye Xingtang blinked, but became interested:

"How good is Your Highness's painting skills?"

Dongfang Liren's painting skills are placed in the capital of the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and all the famous masters. In order to give the Ye Zhitang a long experience, he picked up a brush and dipped it ink:

"In the art of calligraphy and painting, I am the Eight Great Masters. What do you want to see? I will show you the paintings."

Ye Jietang turned around and sat on the couch, thinking about it:

"I describe a scene in the book, and His Highness draws it to let me see it?"

Dongfang Liren looked arrogant and nodded slightly:

"As long as you describe it well, I will definitely draw it exactly."

Ye Jingtang was half-believing and half-doubted, thought for a while, and began to recite:

"I gently lifted the curtain and saw a jade man sitting in the mat, with delicate skin, white shoulders, and round eyebrows, and his eyes were like autumn water. His mouth was lightly opened, making bees and butterflies messy;

The waist is restrained, the dark style of the moon is charming..."

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Dongfang Liren brushed his sleeves and held his pen to prepare to paint. When he heard this description, his eyes twitched, and his heroic eyes gradually appeared murderous intent.

Ye Zhitang paused when he saw this and asked:

“Is there any problem?”

Dongfang Liren took a breath and said coldly: "You ask me to draw a picture of the erotic palace for you?"

Ye Jingtang shook his head: "Wearing clothes is a beauty. I lack imagination. When I saw this section when I read books, I couldn't figure out what it looked like. Your Highness said that the painting skills were great, so I thought about letting Your Highness draw it.

Show me. If you can't draw it, forget it."

When Dongfang Liren saw Ye Jietang dared to use aggressive generals to deceive the erotic picture, he snorted lightly, held a brush in his hand, and began to outline it on the paper.

Ye Jingtang saw Benben's true paintings, chuckled, helped grind the ink, and stared at the paper on the table.

Dongfang Li people learned from the true master Xuan Ji, and they were outstanding in their youth, with unique painting skills and extremely realistic.

Although just a few strokes, a person's figure was roughly outlined and then carefully supplemented the details, in just two quarters of an hour, a lifelike picture of a beautiful woman appeared on the paper.

Ye Jingtang looked at him without turning his eyes, his eyes slowly turning from initial expectation to doubt, and then turned into strangeness:

"Your Highness, you..."

After Dongfang Liren painted the beauty picture, he put down his pen and picked up the paper to look:

"Does it look like it?"

Ye Jingtang looked at the beautiful man who was lying on the couch with his forehead on his back, and he was really hard to describe in his heart. But the stupid painter was really good, and he could still recognize this man!

"Your Highness, I'm talking about beauty."

Dongfang Liren held the drawing paper and compared it with the handsome Ye Xiatang a few times:

"Isn't this a beauty?"

Ye Jingtang was speechless, looking at his stupid and proud look, he sighed:

"Just be happy with your highness."

Dongfang Liren snorted faintly, put the portrait aside, and looked out the window:

"It's not too early, you go back and rest first. It will take a day or two for melting oil to work. If there is any injury here, they can just watch it. Come here early tomorrow."

"Your Highness won't rest?"

"Why do I rest in the house? Or do you want to keep a watch on my night?"

Ye Jingtang thought about it, so he didn't say much and stood up to say goodbye.
Chapter completed!