The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

snort.

The red-whisker girl sat down in the tavern.

Li Ruoshuang next to her glanced at Zhao Chen and stood silently behind Hongfu Nu.

Is that the bastard that my sister mentioned before Zhao Chen? Empress Changsun looked at Zhao Chen with a somewhat surprised expression.

She never imagined that Hongfu Nu had already come here to meet Zhao Chen before she received her invitation.

And it seems that he still went back deflated.

Empress Changsun was still thinking of introducing Zhao Chen and Hongfu Nu to their acquaintance, but she didn't think so...

It's this little bastard. I've never heard anyone say that a bowl of porridge costs a hundred coins.

If he raises prices like this, if he sues the officials, he will definitely be allowed to squat there for a few days. Hongfu Nu felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought about how much she had eaten here yesterday.

She, a majestic princess, was actually annoyed by a country boy.

This kid, despite his appearance, makes people happy, but he speaks angry words. How can he be so irritating?

Hong Funu stared at Zhao Chen and thought to herself.

I said you, old guy, are simply outrageous. I kindly took in that girl, but you came here early in the morning and put your arm around my neck. Don't you really think I'm easy to bully. Zhao Chen looked at Hong Fu Nu and said coldly. said the voice.

Zhao Chen didn't take it seriously when he was threatened by this woman yesterday.

Unexpectedly, this person is so ignorant.

Do you really think Zhao Chen has no temper?

Good boy...

Sister, how can you put the sword on Zhao Chen's neck? What if you hurt him? Queen Changsun was shocked.

He immediately walked up to Zhao Chen, stretched out his jade hand, pulled down his collar, and inspected him.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

I'm just trying to scare this kid, who made him treat us like frost...

Scare? Then I put a knife on your neck, are you willing? Zhao Chen choked.

Hong Fu Nu was choked and speechless.

If it weren't for the sake of Empress Changsun, she would definitely teach this boy Zhao Chen a lesson.

But what surprised her even more was that Queen Changsun acted so intimately towards the boy in front of her.

It's really strange!

The key is that His Majesty the Emperor next to him didn't even frown.

Instead, he looked at it calmly.

There is definitely something weird about this.

Sister, Zhao Chen is always humble and polite. There is definitely a misunderstanding between you two.

Why don't you put this matter in the past for my sister's sake? Empress Changsun comforted her.

How dare Hongfu Nu not give face to Queen Changsun.

Then he nodded and said, My sister said this, as an elder, how can I meet the younger generation?

Zhao Chen said nothing and waved to Li Ruoshuang.

Li Ruoshuang was slightly stunned and looked over.

Girl, give me back your clothes. This old lady in your house is really scary. Zhao Chen handed the folded red top to Li Ruoshuang and glanced at Hong Fu Nu.

Li Ruoshuang was stunned for a long time, and for a moment she didn't know whether to answer or not.

Hong Fu Nu was so angry that she went straight to the sky.

Although she never told Zhao Chen that she was Li Ruoshuang's mother.

But Zhao Chen said she was an old woman, wasn't he trying to bury her in death?

If it weren't for Queen Changsun's pulling...

Are you still giving the clothes back to Li Ruoshuang in front of her?

Li Ruoshuang was also confused, secretly thinking that Zhao Chen was really bolder than herself, how dare he do this...

But in the end, Li Ruoshuang took the clothes and held them in her hands.

Zhao Chen, are you going to Wannian County later? Queen Changsun asked with a smile.

Yes, I promise the folks to go back and have a look. Zhao Chen nodded.

But don't worry, aunt. I will naturally get along with my aunt, and then we can set off again. It won't take long.

It's just that if my aunt wants to eat the food cooked by Zhao Chen, she can only come here next time. Zhao Chen said to Queen Changsun again.

It's okay. I've been a little tired of staying at home recently. My aunt wants to talk to you.

Zhao Chen, can you go to Wannian County with you? Queen Changsun's voice was soft, like the spring breeze blowing on her face.

Madam, your body...

I'm fine, husband, I haven't gone out to relax for a long time. Empress Changsun said to Li Shimin, with a hint of hope in her voice.

Li Shimin frowned. He was worried about Queen Changsun's health.

After all, they didn't even bring an imperial physician.

If something happens on the road, then...

But Queen Changsun looked at him like this, if she refused...

Li Shimin was very embarrassed.

Since Madam wants to go, I'll go with Madam and take care of her on the way. Lao Zhang and the others will take care of the family affairs, so nothing big will happen. Li Shimin only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Queen Changsun's health became worse and worse.

If she is kept in a deep palace, it will not help her condition.

Even at this moment, Empress Changsun looked as if she was hiding in the palace to recuperate.

Zhao Chen, please draw a picture with me, and then we will go to Wannian County together. Queen Changsun said to Zhao Chen.

…

Everyone sat down and Zhao Chen took out the paintbrush from the study.

This time he wanted to paint a realistic painting for Empress Changsun.

In fact, it is a type of oil painting.

The brushes and pigments are all provided by the previous system, with complete styles and various types.

Queen Changsun sat in front of Zhao Chen with a faint smile on her face.

Zhao Chen's painting skills have reached a mysterious and fascinating state.

A realistic painting, effortless.

Pick up the brush and slowly sketch on the canvas.

Rice paper is not suitable for realistic paintings as it can penetrate easily.

Canvas is the best choice.

As early as Li Shimin asked him to paint a portrait of Empress Changsun, Zhao Chen was ready.

Today’s Empress Changsun is extremely beautiful.

Red dress and gold hairpin.

She has a beautiful face and picturesque eyebrows.

the good things

Things always make people happy.

Zhao Chen was in a good mood and kept painting.

In just a few strokes, the outline of Empress Changsun has been outlined.

After adding a few more strokes, the face of Empress Changsun appeared on the canvas.

Li Shimin's eyes narrowed slightly.

In just a few strokes, Queen Changsun's pretty face appeared in front of her eyes.

Even Yan Liben, the first painter of the Tang Dynasty, couldn't do this!

What made Li Shimin even more curious was that Zhao Chen used cloth instead of rice paper for painting this time.

It's like nothing I've ever seen.

Next to them, Hongfu Nu and Li Ruoshuang were speechless.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that a young man who was not as good as a weak man could actually have such painting skills.

In today's Tang Dynasty, who can compete with it?

Old lady, you said...

Who is this old lady? Little bastard, if you call me sister and aunt, I will be your aunt. Before Zhao Chen could say anything, he saw Hong Fu Nu choke.

But his face is not as ugly as before.

After hearing this, Empress Changsun had a smile on her lips. She looked really good-looking.

Zhao Chen didn't argue with the red-flecked girl, but just put a few strokes on the canvas, and the smile on Queen Changsun's lips appeared on the paper.

Boy Zhao, your painting skills are truly the best in my country. Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen and said sincerely.

Uncle Fu served tea to several people, but no one picked it up.

Everyone has put all their attention on Zhao Chen's paintings.

Realistic painting is valued for its authenticity.

Regardless of beauty or ugliness, the most realistic state must be presented on the canvas.

Empress Changsun was already very beautiful, but after Zhao Chen painted her, she became even more charming.

An hour later, Zhao Chen slowly exhaled and put down the brush in his hand.

Aunt, the painting is done. Zhao Chen and Queen Changsun smiled.

Queen Changsun nodded and walked over expectantly, wanting to take a look at herself in the painting.