Xu Zhiqiong wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Yan Fengru, "Don't you want to sleep yet?"
Yan Fengru shook her head and said, "It's still early, so I can't sleep."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Then let me play another song for you."
Since arriving on the third floor of the attic, Xu Zhiqiong has played several pieces of music for Yan Fengru. Yan Fengru heard it very freshly: "It's strange, I haven't heard the music you know?"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled naively: "I can also play many songs, and I will play one more for you."
Yan Fengru held down the Dongxiao and said to Xu Zhiqiong: "I'm tired of playing this flute. I want to change it."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead and change. I'll go to bed first."
Yan Fengru was stunned: "You said you want to sleep first?"
"Well, let's go to sleep first." Xu Zhiqiong actually lay on the bed and got under the quilt.
It's not that Xu Zhiqiong doesn't understand the style, Wu Xu drew four locations on the map. If he doesn't hurry up, he really won't be able to finish the investigation this night.
Yan Fengru just thought Xu Zhiqiong was joking, and stepped forward to pinch Xu Zhiqiong's face: "My lord, how could you go to bed without wanting to go to bed? My lord, please don't make trouble. The slave family is still waiting for you to teach you how to play the flute. My lord, my lord, my lord."
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Xu Zhiqiong's breathing was steady and deep.
Yan Fengru looked confused: "He really fell asleep."
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Xu Zhiqiong did not sleep. At this moment, he was attached to a mouse, quietly walked out of Wuyin Pavilion, and went to the Poetry Academy next to the paradise.
The scale of the Poetry Academy is similar to that of the Music Academy, and there are twelve attics. At this time, the stage of reciting poems and writing poems has ended. Those who can stay overnight go to their rooms, and those who cannot stay find another place. There can always be a suitable place for them by the Wang'an River.
The place.
Following the instructions in the picture, Xu Zhiqiong first went to the Yuci Pavilion in the Poetry Academy. The owner of this attic was the best at chanting poetry. Xu Zhiqiong wanted to check the cellar here.
This is what mice are best at, and Xu Zhiqiong quickly found the entrance to the cellar.
The cellar door was closed, but fortunately there was a mouse hole nearby. Xu Zhiqiong followed the mouse hole into the cellar, searched around, and then came out again.
There were some scattered debris piled up in the cellar, nothing special. I thought no one had been in the cellar for a long time, so the dust inside was quite serious.
Xu Zhiqiong shook off the dust and went to the next stop, Yiyuan.
The Yi Yuan not only studies Go, but also studies Shuanglu, dominoes, leaf plays and other mental activities. Xu Zhiqiong came to the Shushu Pavilion. This loft is very special. The owner is good at calculations. Some literati who love science are regular visitors here.
Xu Zhiqiong is here to check if there is a darkroom on the third floor.
This is difficult to check. Since it is a darkroom, it should not be visible from the outside at all. You can only compare it one by one from the inside to see if there is any deviation in area.
Fortunately, almost all wooden buildings of this era had rat holes, so Xu Zhiqiong decided to drill through them one by one.
The structure of the Shushu Pavilion is similar to that of the Wuyin Pavilion. The pavilion master and four mathematicians live on the third floor.
He entered the first room first, which was the mathematician's room. It was so late, and the mathematician was still awake and was still solving problems with the guests.
What topic is so attractive?
The guest said: "Listen carefully to the question, but it takes three hours to fill a tank of water with a bamboo dragon. But this water tank is leaking. It takes seven hours to fill a tank of water. Now half of it is filled."
How long does it take to fill a tank with water using a bamboo dragon?"
The accountant said in a coquettish voice: "My lord, the tank is leaking, but why should we fill it with water? Get some rest quickly."
The guest shook his head and said: "If I can't solve this problem, how can I have the time to rest? You can go to sleep alone."
This person is so ignorant. The mathematician told me not to do the questions anymore, it’s time to do serious things, but you still let him sleep alone.
Furthermore, this is not an advanced topic. Isn’t it just a linear equation of two variables? As for making it difficult for you like this?
Following the mouse hole, Xu Zhiqiong got into another room. He was still a mathematician, and he knew how to do serious things, but this posture was not easy to grasp. He should have calculated the strength and angle before.
Go to the next room and you'll still be a mathematician.
We got into another room. This room was large and should be where the master of the pavilion lived.
There are sounds in the back room, and the master of the pavilion here also has guests?
This matter needs to be investigated. Xu Zhiqiong went into the back room and saw an old man with white beard and hair.
Don't tell me, this old man looks a lot like Dean Lin.
Just thinking!
Xu Zhiqiong scratched his face with a mouse paw. Why would Dean Lin come to a place like this?
Besides, this old man is much older than Dean Lin, but he is old and his health is quite good.
"Jinghan, I just like your expression right now, you look so delicate and beautiful."
"Official, don't look at it anymore, it's embarrassing."
Don’t look at it again, don’t look at it anymore!
Xu Zhiqiong kept scratching his face with his claws. Time was very tight and he had to do serious things quickly.
After walking through the pavilion master's room, there was the mathematician's room, and then there was the mathematician again. The mathematician was solving problems with his guests. Xu Zhiqiong realized that he had gone around in a circle.
On the third floor of Shushu Pavilion, all the rooms have been drilled. There are no dark rooms here.
Xu Zhiqiong climbed down the stairs and went to the academy, where there were two attics to check.
One is Huihan Pavilion, which is a place dedicated to studying calligraphy, and the other is called Danqing Pavilion, which is a place specializing in painting.
Xu Zhiqiong came to Huihan Pavilion first.
Huihan Pavilion is the largest pavilion in the entire Yingge Academy. In the pavilion there is one pavilion master, four book reviewers, sixteen writing doctors, and thirty-two people who are responsible for writing and making history.
This loft has the most girls, the largest flow of customers, and the fiercest competition between guests.
Calligraphy is the basic skill of literati.
An excellent literati may not be good at reciting poems and composing poems, or he may not be good at playing the piano and painting. This can all be explained. This literati has ideals and ambitions, and devotes all his thoughts to sharing the worries of the king. He does not want to neglect his true career and waste time.
But if a literati can't even write well, he will definitely be ridiculed by the people around him.
Regardless of the number of girls in Huihan Pavilion, the number of guests who come here every night is overwhelming. If you can't write a masterpiece on the spot, it's just a dream to stay overnight.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Xu Zhiqiong. He doesn't even hold his pen in a standardized manner. The purpose of his coming here is to find out if there is a darkroom on the fourth floor of the attic.
For rats, it is easy to go down the stairs, but it is very difficult to go up the stairs.
Xu Zhiqiong had just gone up to the third floor at Shushu Pavilion, and now he had to go up to the fourth floor again. The walk was quite difficult.
When he arrived at the fourth floor of Huihan Pavilion, Xu Zhiqiong felt a little hypoxic. He rubbed his face with his paws and started checking from the first room facing the stairs.
On this floor, there lived the master of the pavilion, the chief inspector and the top three writing doctors. The Huihan Pavilion had one more level than the other attics, and the girls in it also had one more level.
The first room belongs to Doctor Zhu. Doctor Zhu is considered the third-class girl in Huihan Pavilion, but her beauty is definitely not inferior to that of the musicians in Wuyin Pavilion.
Originally, Xu Zhiqiong didn't want to read it because he wanted to do serious things, but these scholars were too fancy.
What is this used to dip in ink?
Can I still write on my body after dipping it in ink?
It's really an eye-opener...
Passing through the room of the doctor who wrote the book, he entered the room of the captain of the book reviewer. This is the second-class girl from Huihan Pavilion. This girl's writing is vigorous and powerful. No wonder she is one level higher than the doctor who writes the book!
After passing through two rooms of the book inspector, we arrived at another large room. Needless to say, this must be the place where the master of the pavilion lives.
Xu Zhiqiong really wanted to see the skills of the pavilion master, but to his disappointment, the pavilion master was alone in the empty room today and there were no guests.
It's better to read less, I'm really tired today.
In the room of the pavilion master, Xu Zhiqiong found a mouse hole, got in, crawled in the dark mouse hole for a cup of tea, and climbed to another room.
This room is the room of another book inspector.
This makes no sense. Since the two of them live next door, why are there such thick walls?
There is a dark room between the two rooms.
Xu Zhiqiong carefully searched the room of the Inspector and Colonel, and found that there was only a mouse hole on the wall adjacent to the master.
Following the mouse hole, through the long wall, and back to the pavilion master's room, Xu Zhiqiong checked the wall again.
Too bad, there is only one mouse hole.
Xu Zhiqiong knew that there was a darkroom, but Xu Zhiqiong could not enter.
Instead of going through the mouse hole, go through the door?
First of all, the doors to the darkroom are very hidden and it is not easy to find them.
Even if it was found, it would be of no use. The door to the darkroom must be locked, and even if it wasn't, a mouse couldn't open it.
Qianhu told me that if I found the darkroom and the mission was completed, there would be no need to search the remaining attic. I might as well go back and complete the task.
Just as Xu Zhiqiong was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a special smell.
It has a faint smell of paint.
Where did the paint come from?
Xu Zhiqiong followed the smell and found that a piece of wood was newly painted.
This situation is very common. There is a mouse hole under the wooden wall. Remove a piece of wall panel and replace it with a wooden board.
There must have been a mouse hole here, and it was recently repaired.
Let me just say, there is no house that mice cannot get into.
I felt the texture of the board and it was okay, not too hard.
Xu Zhiqiong licked his front teeth and secretly sighed in his heart: Qianhu, I am sincere to you, so don’t bear any grudge against me about the song "Drunken Spring Breeze"!
Thinking of this, Xu Zhiqiong dived in and started chewing.
Rats have the instinct to dig holes. Even if they are possessed by Xu Zhiqiong, their instinct is still there.
After gnawing and biting for half an hour, Xu Zhiqiong finally made a hole, barely enough for him to get in.
After entering the cave, it was still dark, but Xu Zhiqiong could feel that there was a vast space here.
It really is a dark room!
What's in this darkroom?
Chirp!
There are similar ones!
Xu Zhiqiong crawled over following the cries of his kind and smelled some food.
It just so happened that I was hungry after a busy night.
Xu Zhiqiong held a few grains of rice and stuffed it into his mouth. As he ate, Xu Zhiqiong cried.
Is it easy for me?
I ate this after a busy night.
Although it was just scattered rice grains, Xu Zhiqiong could tell that it tasted fresh.
Someone has delivered food to the darkroom, which proves that there is someone in the darkroom.
But since there are people, why can't they be seen or heard?
It's understandable that you can't see it, there's no light at all in the dark room.
It makes no sense if you can't hear. Rats have good ears and judges have good hearing. Even if the person is asleep, he can still hear the sound of breathing.
Is there anyone?
Xu Zhiqiong concentrated on his eyes, trying to perceive the existence of people through the pupils of sin.
Don't tell me, it's really effective.
Turning the Eye of Sin to its maximum power, Xu Zhiqiong saw the outline of a person.
Five? Seven? Thirteen?
It's thirteen.
They were motionless and seemed lifeless.
Is this a living person or a corpse?
It moved, one person moved, he is still alive!
Xu Zhiqiong tried to approach one of them, but suddenly he heard a rat squeaking behind him.
They were reminding Xu Zhiqiong not to get close.
What are you afraid of? Is there a mousetrap?
Xu Zhiqiong took a step forward, feeling as if he had stepped on charcoal fire, and his front paws were burning with smoke.
Chirp! Chirp!
Brother, I'm sorry for you, I used your body and burned your claws.
There is a magic circle in this house, which Xu Zhiqiong also saw at Tong Qingqiu's home.
An invisible, unheard, and untouchable magic circle.
There are people trapped in the circle, more than a dozen people.