"Your Majesty ordered that although the commoner Li Xian was included in the red book of the Zongzheng Temple, his young daughter is a direct descendant of the clan and is now full of age. According to the custom of princesses, princesses and hairpins of the clan, he ordered the palace painter to draw a picture.

Collect it into the inner treasury of Zongzheng Temple..."

Miaozhen did not show off and announced loudly.

Zongzheng Temple was the institution responsible for the clan affairs of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was in charge of the clan roster of the emperor's nine clans, and the royal family was the leading example for thousands of families in the world. The clan rules were naturally strict and numerous.

At present, it should be in compliance with certain cumbersome regulations to draw a portrait of a direct lineage woman like Su Guo'er who is still registered in the clan and put it into the internal treasury.

But since this is the custom for clan princesses, princesses and hairpins, why did it come so late when Su Guoer was seventeen years old, which was already past the age of fifteen and hairpin ceremony?

It can only be said that regulations are dead and people are alive.

Sometimes it doesn't matter whether a rule is enforced or not. What's important is to find out the attitude behind the person who makes excuses for the rule.

Everyone's eyes were attracted to Su Guo'er and the long blank scroll in her hand.

Su Guo'er lowered her head and glanced at the blank scroll. She turned her peripheral vision slightly and looked at Ouyang Rong, who was not far away, as if she was blessed.

The latter seemed to realize that she was looking at him, and the young magistrate nodded inseparably.

When Miao Zhen saw Su Guo'er for the first time, she seemed a little surprised by her appearance and temperament. She couldn't help but turn around and look at her a few more times. The coldness in her voice became slightly lessened and she said:

"This is a gift from Your Majesty. Your Majesty heard from Her Royal Highness Princess Changle that the little granddaughter who is far away in Dragon City has grown up in her boudoir. Her youthful appearance is very similar to her when she was young, and she also has a unique new makeup with plum blossoms on her forehead. Your Majesty

Want to take a look."

The person below just mentioned it, showed a little interest, took a look, and sent someone to copy the painting. It was considered a huge gift.

Thunder, rain and dew are all your kindness.

When Su Dalang saw the treatment of his sister, he couldn't help but sigh with melancholy... The grandmother who had never been masked favored girls over boys, so she treated her differently, right?

Looking at each other tacitly with Ouyang Rong, Su Guo'er lowered her eyebrows, faced the north, and bowed her knees:

"Thank you so much for Your Majesty's grace. Guo'er and his family will all uphold His Majesty's virtues. They will all change their minds and be willing to serve as subjects."

Li Xian also followed, holding jade in both hands, kneeling towards the north, tears of gratitude, and raised his sleeves to wipe his eyes:

"The king's kindness is so great that the guilty people are terrified and filled with regrets. Long live the Holy One."

When Ouyang Rong saw this, he also murmured a little in his heart. He turned his head and looked north at Luoyang, thoughtfully.

He reacted and turned to look at Miaozhen.

The latter did not squint his eyes, silently watching Li Xian's family, not knowing what he was thinking, and did not look at Ouyang Rong again.

This woman is not as simple and reckless as I thought before... Ouyang Rong said silently in his heart.

Seeing Li Xian and Su Guoer finishing their thanksgiving, Miaozhen turned his face and said:

"Okay, trace it as soon as possible."

An accompanying old palace painter came forward, and the palace ladies in white skirts gathered around him to hold trays and hand out brushes to him.

Paint on the spot.

In front of the Su Mansion, the scene quickly unfolded.

The old painter touched his long gray beard and said to Su Guo'er, who was sitting on the embroidery stool as lightly as a lady:

"Your Highness, please take off your veil."

The veil is like milk, sliding down the curve of the cheek.

The brush held by the old painter's fingers stopped in mid-air, and he said in a daze:

"Your Majesty, it's better not to put on makeup or eyebrows. Your Majesty wants to see your true appearance."

As if it was untrue to be under the attention of everyone, Su Guo'er lowered her autumn eyes and frowned slightly:

"No makeup today."

She raised her head and glanced in front of her, and said with some misunderstanding: "Can't you also put on the plum blossom makeup on your forehead? Then I'll wash it off."

"Ah... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

The old painter quickly stopped putting away his brush and looked around apologetically, only to find that the palace maids around him were motionless on the spot. They stared blankly at Su Guo'er, who had taken off her veil and lowered her eyebrows. He didn't notice that ink had been splashed on her body for a moment.

Not only them, Miaozhen and other court envoys who came to Longcheng for the first time today were all fascinated by the plain face.

Her eyebrows are graceful, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and she has an immortal appearance.

A naked face is far better than a beautiful bride.

In particular, the little plum blossom makeup that adorns her forehead makes her deserted face, which does not like to smile, look even more delicate and lively, just like the finishing touch.

At this moment, a strange silence fell in front of the Su Mansion.

Of course, Ouyang Rong, who had met the beautiful woman many times, and her family members Li Xian, Wei Mei, Su Dalang and others who were familiar with her, were no longer surprised.

The palace maids frequently glanced sideways.

"Look at the beautiful city, then look at the beautiful country. The ancients are honest and never deceive." The old painter gently stroked his white beard and sighed.

"You do look like your Majesty." Miaozhen nodded lightly.

She is even better in terms of beauty. After all, Su Guo'er is sixteen or seventeen years old, so she must be tender, youthful and beautiful.

Of course, Miaozhen must not say these things that involve His Majesty, but just think about it in his heart.

The old painter reminded: "This forehead ornament called Luomei makeup does not need to be washed off. Your Majesty also wants to see His Majesty's makeup."

Su Guo'er nodded and didn't smile the whole time.

Some palace maids were attracted by the fallen plum blossom makeup on her forehead and whispered.

The old painter took a deep breath and concentrated on tracing the painting with a serious face.

What the old painter, Miaozhen and other palace officials didn't know was that after this portrait of His Royal Highness with fallen plum blossom makeup was quickly sent back to the Luoyang palace, it slowly spread and was picked up by ladies and maids. The six palaces rushed to imitate it.

The fallen plum blossom makeup became a popular daily makeup in the Forbidden City, and even later spread to the people, becoming a fashionable makeup that folk women, official ladies, and kabuki dancers all tried to imitate...

Of course Ouyang Rong didn't know this at the moment. Now that he was aware of Miaozhen, the old painter was waiting for the verbal reactions of the people in Luoyang Palace. He couldn't help but glance at the well-educated and ladylike little girl on the embroidery bench. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

I was speechless.

"Hey, don't be fooled by her appearance. This is not a docile little white rabbit. She is just pretending to be well-behaved. You haven't seen her in private. She dares to say anything bold. She is even more temperamental than a man.

Strong and sharp..."

Ouyang Rong sighed slightly.

But when he suddenly thought about the identities of the Su family being exposed, he felt a little silent.

…

Just after noon, Luming Street was bustling with activity due to the unexpected visit of the Luoyang envoy.

I didn't know that a "new family" moved in on Luming Street today.

There are only two people in this new family.

One is a young man with peach blossom eyes wearing a purple soap coat and well-dressed. The other is a man in short-sleeved linen clothes, with Xianbei pigtails on his temples, and carries a long wooden box on his back.

As soon as they got off the ship at Penlangdu, the two men, who were like masters and apprentices, left the palace team and went straight to Luming Street.

He even arrived at Luming Street faster than Miaozhen and others.

Wei Shaoxuan and Qiu Qi passed by without even looking at the Longcheng County government office that was responsible for maintaining order here.

Not far away diagonally across from the Su Mansion, there was a large house whose door had been closed for a long time. Today, the front door suddenly opened wide. Soon, it was greeted by two strange figures. With a "creak", the door closed and closed again.

Wei Shaoxuan and Qiu Qibu are hospitalized.

In the open space in the yard, a Persian businessman who had secretly bought the house a long time ago greeted him warmly with a smile as bright as a flower.

Not only in the yard, but also in the whole house, there were no maids or servants.

The three of them gathered together.

"Mr. Qiu, Sixth Young Master... what do you think of this elegant house? Not only is it very close to the Su Mansion, it is right across the street, but it is also very suitable for quietness and safety. I have sent people to decorate it inside and out...

…”

The Persian businessman talked endlessly and flattered everyone.

After Wei Shaoxuan entered the door, he looked around. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a tall building not far from the back house, which was much higher than the outer wall. He kept walking and walked straight past the Persian businessman. Without looking back, he said:

"You're doing well, Boss Li. Let's go and watch the show first. The good show is about to come. They say that enemies meet on a narrow road. My foster husband, Boss Li, let's see if our sister Miaozhen can use the topic to her advantage.

Do something unexpected, oh, this will save us from having to do anything later and encounter such a good thing."

Wei Shaoxuan was in a good mood and walked towards the high building of the back house with Qiu Qi.

Boss Li was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.

After lighting the incense, a carved wooden window was half-opened on the top floor of a tall building.

The view from here is indeed excellent.

Beside the half-covered window, Wei Shaoxuan lowered his eyelids, glanced down, and nodded, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Below, on Luming Street in front of the Su Mansion, the scene is unobstructed.
To be continued...