Wei Zheng's calligraphy was much better than his paintings. When the officials were drinking and making fun of him, Chu Suiliang also praised him for his clean bones and strict laws. When Shimin thought of old things, those small smiles slowly widened, and he caressed those four words gently. After a while, Shimin rolled up the piece of paper together with the silk with the back on it, sighed softly, walked out of the room, looked at the prince waiting respectfully outside the door, and whispered: "Go back to the palace."
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