As you think, this handsome young man is Wu Zetian's first appearance, Zhang Yizhi, and is known as Zhang Wulang.

After Xue Huaiyi's death, the king was lonely. Princess Taiping's caring little cotton jacket immediately sent Zhang Changzong to my mother. Zhang Changzong did not avoid relatives, and then sent his brother Zhang Yizhi to Wu Zetian's bedside.

Zhang Yizhi is not only handsome and good at music, but also has a good attitude and knowledgeable personality. He has two tricks in the bed. After three years of entering the palace, the two brothers have been favored and become famous. The nobles and nobles have to please and curry favor with each other.

Zhang Yizhi was young and strong. In addition to being diligent in the king's order, he often went to Fenglailou to cultivate himself and practice his skills. While enjoying the game, he also honed his skills.

Zhang Yizhi turned his head to look at Li Niang, "The two are equally important, otherwise what is the difference between me and the wastes that can only swallow tiger and wolf medicines that apply powder on the crane and control bureau... What is Li Niang holding in her hand?"

Li Niang hid her hand behind her, "It's nothing, just a scroll of erotic paintings."

The more she hid Zhang Yizhi, the more curious she became. "Take it for me!"

"Goro must return it to my family." Li Niang handed over the scroll, with a little reluctant look on her face.

Zhang Yizhi reached out to take it, "Let's talk about it when I've seen it!"

He slowly opened the scroll, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, "I have seen the erotic pictures of the erotic pictures, this is the first time I have seen this style... Well, it's interesting! Who did it..."

Zhang Yizhi subconsciously looked at Yin Jian, "Yan Liben? Impossible! I remember he has been dead for more than 20 years."

Li Niang smiled and said, "This seal is something that Emperor Gaozong gave to him and cannot be fake. It is probably his last work."

"Haha...Li Niang said I was blind. This is obviously new paper and ink. It may be less than an hour after drawing it.Li Niang honestly explained who did it."

Li Niang smiled and said, "It's okay to tell Goro, this painting was from Yan Wei's hand."

"Who is Yan Wei?"

"Goro has such a bad memory. Goro even asked someone to beat him a few days ago."

Zhang Yizhi suddenly realized, "It was the bastard who yelled and disturbed my playing that day. What's the origin?"

Li Niang shook her head slightly, "Nothing is behind it. Her father was an eighth-rank official during his lifetime. Now the Yan family has fallen. He is just a dilapidated house who lives by selling his family property."

"Oh, I'm giving this painting to me." Zhang Yizhi said, and rolled up the painting and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Li Niang seemed to have been stolen from her heart, and reached out to grab Zhang Yizhi's arm, "Wulang's empty mouth and white teeth are going to take it away, do you know how much this painting is worth?"

"It's not the original work of Yan Liben, how much is it worth?"

"Yan Liben's work was to paint the emperor and empress. During the Yonghui period, ordinary people asked him to paint at most tens of thousands or even thousands. Even if this scroll was not his original work, he sold six or seven hundred coins with his own ability."

Zhang Yizhi sneered, "I didn't realize that Li Niang is so greedy for money. Why do you need so much money to spend in Fenglailou for a lot of food and expenses?"

"Ha, Goro is joking. Although Goro was not rich and powerful in the past, he had no worries about food and clothing. Why did he try to cling to the dragon and the phoenix?"

The Zhang brothers were not small families, but came from the Zhang family in Zhongshan. Although they were not as rich as the five surnames and Qiwang, they were also regular children of officials. His uncle Zhang Xingcheng served as prime minister during the Zhenguan period.

Zhang Yizhi originally had a small official position, but since he became Wu Zetian's face, he became truly noble, and the royal family members rushed to hold horses and stirrups for him.

Li Niang lamented, "I am just a miserable woman. I can't marry a good husband and have no children to rely on. I have seen the world's coldness and I know that only money is the most reliable in this world. Wulang has received countless rewards from the saints, and he has no time to open the gifts he receives every day, so why bother with hundreds of stakes?"

"Haha..." Zhang Yizhi laughed, "I was the one who said nothing before. Don't be surprised by Li Niang. If you look back, you will give you a thousand guan!"

Zhang Yizhi said that and went to embrace Li Niang's body. Li Niang blocked her hands in front of her, "What are Wulang going to do?"

"I have gained something after reading this volume of 'Feng Wu Jiutian', and I'm going to have a chance to discuss it with Li Niang."

He said that his palm had slid from Li Niang's back to his waist and hips, and at the same time he outlined a graceful curve.

Li Niang pushed Zhang Yizhi's chest and spat: "I am older and weak, so Goro will go to find those young people."

"I can serve attentively even in my seventies, so how could I dislike Li Niang!"

"You are very disrespectful. Be careful that I will sue you for your grip on the Tongshu!"

Zhang Yizhi pretended to be angry and said, "I'll kill you on the horse, let's see how you complain!" He said, picking Li Niang up horizontally, turning around and entering the tent...

Zhang Buer was even happier than Yan Wei when he had money. He held a golden cake in his hand and bit it many times along the way, and it was full of tooth marks.

"Alang made a picture every day. Will he have to earn 100,000 yuan in his family in a year, enough for his whole life to eat and use it?"

"What are you thinking? If I write the previous volume every day, it will be worthless. Have you ever seen my grandfather's paintings all over the streets? Let's sell paintings and save some money to do some business."

When they passed by Nanshi, they bought an iron pot. Yan Wei found another restaurant to try the food, but after looking at the menu hanging on the wall, they didn't have much appetite. They either steamed or stewed meat. They brought it out with a large piece of powder and white, which really couldn't arouse appetite.

These days, there are many dishes that are complicated and exquisitely made, but they are all enjoyed by princes and nobles. For ordinary people, adding two spoons of pepper to stew mutton is a good delicacy.

The wine was as turbid as rice soup, and there were also green floating objects, which should be the "green ant wine" mentioned in the poem. Yan Wei only took a sip and spit it out, because his sour taste evoked his bad memories.

Yan Wei angrily asked the guy at the hall if he was fooling people with spoiled wine, but the guy patted his chest to ensure that the day before yesterday sprinkled quicklime into the wine jar would not deteriorate.

Quicklime? Yan Wei couldn't imagine what kind of brewing process the wine was at this time. He couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Li Bai. He had to drink so much for such a difficult wine.

The two of them filled their stomachs and returned to Zhangshanfang. As soon as they entered the gate, they saw Hu San coming out of the gatehouse on duty at Fangding, "Young Master Yan, you are back. The villain has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Zhang Buer shook the iron pot full of copper coins, "We have broken the golden cake, don't you think about getting it back!"

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to ask for money, but to give it to you. Please come and Mr. Yan talk aside!"

When the three of them arrived at a remote place, Hu San immediately handed over a cloth bag, "Li Niang said that the scroll of painting drawn by Mr. Yan had already taken action, and the total amount of money was 600 guan. Li Niang drew 100 guan, and the rest was sent to the master."

"Is it so soon?" Yan Wei took the bag and counted the gold and silver cakes inside, "This is wrong?"

Hu San smiled and said, "Li Niang said that the extra money was to pay the young master, so please draw three more scrolls of paintings."

"Okay, you will get the paintings in Zhang Shanfang in three days. Thank you for your hard work, Buer will give Hu Sanyi the money to buy wine and drink."

"Alang, this guy has beaten him, why would you give him a reward? I think it's just right to beat him!"

Hu San quickly apologized and said, "That day, the villain also followed the orders. You must not blame me, and there is no need to give me money. The villain said goodbye now."

Hu San left, and Yan Weicai said to Zhang Buer: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Now he is still counting on him to do errands for us!"
Chapter completed!