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"What's going on with Feng Chunlin? There are countless beauties in the three states of Nan'an. What the hell did they choose?"
Feng Hanchu was holding four or five portraits in his left hand and holding a knife in his right hand. It is estimated that if the people in the paintings were standing in front of him, they would be reincarnated by now.
He angrily threw the portraits to the ground, stepped on them, opened the box containing the portraits nearby, and continued to find fault.
"How does this person grow? His face is so big and his nose is so small. Did he get beaten when he was a child and he hasn't grown up yet?"
"You pretend to be a Confucian scholar while holding a book. Look at this, I'm afraid it's not as good as the book in your hand. Can't you afford to eat since you were young? After you return to the officialdom?"
"Wearing a pink robe, something is painted on the face. Is it a man or a woman? The name sounds disgusting."
The entire Summer Palace echoed with Feng Hanchu¡¯s roars of various choices.
The other three dads were sitting on the pavilion outside the study, drinking tea and snacks and watching his excitement.
Bu Chen put the peeled fruit in Tangtang¡¯s hand and heard Su Qingyun ask him:
"Xiao Chenchen, is there something in the medicine you prescribed for Feng Hanchu that hurt his brain?"
Bu Chen pointed at the moisture of fishing under the pavilion: "I am just responsible for taking the medicine prescribed by my uncle."
Runze replied lazily: "There's no problem with the medicine, and there's no problem with taking it. It's probably because there's something wrong with his brain."
Xuan Mo thought deeply: "Normal people can't do this."
The heads of the other three people are nodding like chickens pecking at rice. They are fine. They have nothing to do to trouble themselves. Isn¡¯t this idle?
Feng Hanchu had been irritable all morning, and finally picked out four people from the sea of ??pictures who could barely look at them, and walked out carrying the pictures in disgust.
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Tangtang was a little impatient and didn¡¯t eat any snacks. She stretched her neck to see the flies scratching their claws.
When Feng Hanchu saw her like this, he suddenly didn't want to show it to her: "Are you looking forward to it?"
Tangtang: "Ah, this"
Are you looking forward to it or not?
Su Qingyun quickly returned to protect her daughter and rolled her eyes at Feng Hanchu: "How do you want Tang Xiaoguai to answer this?"
Bu Chen nodded: "If you say you are looking forward to it, you will be unhappy; if you say you are not looking forward to it, it proves that you have poor vision, but you are still unhappy. The Emperor has been very impetuous recently."
Runzexin under the pavilion understood and immediately raised his hand: "Understood, I will arrange the medicine to clear away heat and calm the heart tomorrow."
Feng Hanchu was too lazy to pay attention to these inhuman dogs. He spread out the portraits in his hands and placed them one by one on the table:
¡°I¡¯ve finished picking, it¡¯s your turn.¡±
Three big heads and one small head squeezed into a circle in an instant. After a while, they all said in unison:
"Why do these four people look more and more familiar?"
Xuan Mo pointed at the eyes of the person on the far left: "The eyes are like the Supreme Emperor."
The other three heads nodded together: "Yes, especially the tail of the eyes."
Su Qingyun pointed to the nose of the person in the middle: "There is a small mole on the left wing of the nose. Even the position is exactly the same as that of the Supreme Emperor."
The other three heads nodded together: "Yes, the sizes are all the same,"
Bu Chen pointed to a man holding a sword on the right: "The way he holds the sword, is this the way the Supreme Emperor often makes moves?"
The other three heads raised their heads one after another and looked at Feng Hanchu on the opposite side. Looking at the momentum and the way the sword was drawn, it was as if they were carved from the same mold.
There was only the last portrait left. Tangtang glanced at it and said directly:
"The profile of this young man's smiling face is very similar to that of the beautiful father. If he covers his eyebrows, he is the real father of the beautiful father."
After finishing the evaluation, four pairs of eyes stared at Feng Hanchu. Feng Hanchu was stared at and felt very scared:
"Why are you looking at me like this? This is really a matter of choosing a general among the dwarfs. I really can't pick out a few decent ones. Today's young men are really uneven."
The three fathers and one daughter all changed their positions again, holding their chins in their hands and continuing to stare at him.
Feng Hanchu started to feel guilty: "What, what's wrong? Do I have bad taste? With these four people, I think they're okay."
Su Qingyun gave a thumbs up and said: "Then how can we make do? It must be good. At first glance, it is one of the best."
phoenixHanchu looked at him doubtfully: "Yes, really?"
Bu Chen also echoed: "Yes, the Supreme Emperor must believe in his own vision, everyone is outstanding."
Feng Hanchu felt a little proud and couldn't help but ask: "Is it appropriate to serve the little pastry as your servant?"
Xuan Mo nodded sincerely: "Appropriate."
After listening to the conversation between the four dads, Tangtang began to doubt life. She tugged on the sleeves of the dads and asked in a low voice:
"Is it appropriate to fool your beautiful father like this?"
"It's appropriate, why isn't it appropriate?"
"After all, your beautiful father thinks that all men in the world should be modeled after him," Bu Chen tapped the portrait, "Take a look, isn't it?"
Su Qingyun shook her fan and glanced at Feng Hanchu:
"We and others whose appearance has no resemblance to the Supreme Emperor are not worthy of being treated as human beings, so don't bother me."
Xuan Mo also hummed.
Feng Hanchu finally understood, pointed at the three dads and said angrily:
"I know you guys are not a toy. Are you just going around the corner and scolding me? I want to see what good things you can pick out."
"Come here, take out all the picture albums and give them to Mr. Su and Mr. Jing'an, the miracle doctor. No one will be allowed to live until they have finished reading them."
Tangtang: ""
It¡¯s over, the beautiful daddy is completely crazy!
She opened her legs and escaped from the center of the whirlpool, squatted next to Runze and sighed: "Master, is there any way to cure Mei Yan's father's illness?"
Runze patted her head: "We can't save him. One father is gone, so there are three more? There are two more than others. We, Tangtang, will not suffer any loss."
"Crash¡ª¡ª"
As soon as Runze finished speaking, a handful of portrait albums rained down from above.
Feng Hanchu¡¯s furious voice sounded from behind: ¡°Don¡¯t be idle, choose!¡±
Runze: ""
????????????? What are you doing to save this piece of shit, you will be completely sealed in the ice abyss and dragged down!
The whole father was in a state of rage for several days, and the person who tied the bell had to be untied. Tangtang decided to go to Emperor Zun Palace to find his brother to solve this problem.
After hearing this, Yan Gui couldn't help laughing: "I didn't expect that the Supreme Emperor would still be like this at such a young age, with his childlike innocence still intact."
Tangtang sighed: "Brother, please stop being silly. Now the fathers are sick of looking at the portrait of the young man."
"Yesterday, the fairy daddy made medicine for the beautiful daddy. When he saw the little eunuch watching the fire, he blurted out, your chin is so short, it scared the little eunuch to tears."
Yan Gui smiled and waved to Nie Fu'an: "Send the person to the Supreme Emperor. The album is a dead thing. After all, it cannot be seen directly as a living person." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com