Xu Zhiqiong and Chu He were enjoying the dance in the peach blossom shed. Chu He was lying in the elegant room, drinking wine and eating fruits, which was extremely comfortable.
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "This place is a bit crude, definitely far worse than Xiji."
Chu He shook his head and said, "I think it's better than Xiji. This place is much more comfortable."
"Have you never been to Goulan in Xiji?"
"I've been there, but I have to serve others there. Not to mention lying down here, even sitting for a while."
As a newcomer, Xu Zhiqiong enjoys the treatment of an old employee because he is taken care of by Qianhu. Life for other newcomers is still difficult.
"Zhiqiong, I know you will achieve great things in the future. I have heard about killing the two tigers of the Zhou family and Yazi. You also went to Yinggeyuan with Qianhu. This kind of friendship cannot be compared with others.
I will follow you from now on. When you eat meat, just give your brother a bowl of soup!"
"What are you talking about? We brothers have meat to eat together."
The two were chatting. Yang Wu ran to the second floor out of breath and said with a smile: "I knew you were here. If I want to find you, I will definitely come to the hook."
Xu Zhiqiong stood up and said: "I only come here occasionally, how can you slander my reputation?"
"Forget it, let's not talk about reputation. I have something to ask you. What did thousands of households do in Mingdengxuan these past two days?"
Xu Zhiqiong said in surprise: "Why do you ask this?"
Yang Wu said with a serious face: "Don't I care about Qianhu!"
Chu He said from the side: "What nonsense, you have been here in the Yamen for so long, how many times have you met Qianhu? Occasionally, you will be so scared that you can't stand still. Why do you care about him?"
Yang Wu smiled and said: "It's not that I care about him, it's my father who cares about Qianhu. My father wants to treat Qianhu to a meal, but Qianhu has no time to spare these days."
This sentence is completely consistent with Yang Wu's character, and even Chu He has no doubts: "You really need to ask Zhi Qiong about this, he is a popular man in Qianhu."
Xu Zhiqiong said in surprise: "Why did I become famous!"
Yang Wudao: "How many times have you gone out with Qianhu this month? Aren't you still popular?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "You mean this month is red? Do thousands of households become red once a month?"
"Don't talk nonsense, my father wants to treat Qianhu to dinner."
"Please, Qianhu will definitely reward you!"
Xu Zhiqiong answered sincerely, but this was not the answer Yang Wu wanted.
"I'm afraid Qianhu won't have any free time," Yang Wu rubbed his hands and said, "I think Qianhu is quite busy at Mingdengxuan every day."
"Look at what you said, Qianhu is not busy any day? But I must give your father face." Xu Zhiqiong slowly dealt with Yang Wu. He felt that Yang Wu's behavior was a bit strange.
Yang Wu did not give up and asked again: "These days, I went to Mingdengxuan and saw Qianhu reading books all the time. What books does he like to read? I asked my father to prepare one."
Chu He said from the side: "Stingy! We have invited Qianhu out, but what kind of books are you giving? Give some valuable things, or just give money!"
"Tacky!" Yang Wu glared at Chu He, "Qianhu is not a vulgar person, so we can't give others vulgar things. Zhiqiong, please give me some ideas on what books to give to my brother!"
Yang Wu has good observation skills. He has been to Mingdengxuan twice, but he has written down the characteristics of Wu Xu's behavior in recent days.
Wu Xu has been reading during this time. He was reading "Almanac" before and now he is reading "Hua Gu Volume".
This question is very important. It is tantamount to asking about Wu Xu's recent movements.
Why would Yang Wu ask such a thing? Is it really just to treat him to a meal?
Xu Zhiqiong thought hard for a long time, slapped his forehead and said, "I remembered what books Qianhu likes to read!"
Chu He and Yang Wu stared with wide eyes.
Xu Zhiqiong lowered his voice and said: "It's spring painting!"
Chu He and Yang Wu were stunned for a long time, not knowing what to comment.
Spring paintings, the great works of art of the Daxuan Empire, record the magnificent process of the key link of the reproduction and survival of the people of Daxuan!
Yang Wu lowered his eyes and said, "Master Qianhu, do you like to see this?"
"I love it. I read a volume every day. I can't put it down and the book is turning yellow."
Chu He laughed loudly: "This is easy to handle. There are paintings by famous artists in Xiji. I am familiar with the shop owner. Lao Yang, if you spend ten taels of silver, I will buy you two volumes of picture albums!"
Yang Wu wrinkled his nose: "Ten taels of silver only bought two volumes of picture albums. Why do you think I don't understand the market?"
Chu He snorted: "Since you want to give it to thousands of households, can you still give away ordinary things? Lao Yang, you can't be stingy about this!"
"You can't give this thing away at all!" Yang Wu sat on a chair, eating the fruit and said nothing.
What on earth did he want to find out?
Xu Zhiqiong sat next to Yang Wu: "Otherwise, I'll ask Qianhu and let him choose a suitable day?"
"No need," Yang Wu waved his hands repeatedly, trying to change the subject, "You said Qianhu is true. If you don't want beautiful women like flowers and jade, you have to look at some spring paintings."
"Who is as beautiful as a flower?"
"Then, aren't they a lot of beauties?" Yang Wu's face was covered with sweat, "What kind of man is that from our Qianhu family? There is no second one in the entire Daxuan Kingdom!"
Xu Zhiqiong speculated on some things. The judge is good at meaning and imagery, and naturally good at reasoning. For a ninth-grade judge, it is not difficult to deduce. It seems that there is only one person who can instigate Yang Wu to work so hard to find out the information.
That person won't tell her directly, she will definitely find some excuses.
What will be the excuse?
"The beauty you are talking about is not Jiang Shaoshi, right?"
Yang Wu was shocked, how could Xu Zhiqiong know?
"Who, who said anything about Jiang Shaoshi? There are so many people in our thousands of families, so is Jiang Shaoshi the only one!"
"What are you still hiding? Jiang Shaoshi has been coming to see our Qianhu lately. Is it because she wants to ask Qianhu out to a bar?"
"I don't know about Jiang Shaoshi," Yang Wu still pretended to be confused, "it was my father who wanted to invite Qianhu out for a drink."
Xu Zhiqiong said: "Okay, I will do this for you. How about I help you make an appointment with Qianhu?"
"Don't, don't, don't, there's no rush in this matter," Yang Wu was almost sweating, and he continued to change the subject, "Then, what, Jiang Shaoshi, actually, he actually talked about this.
, you, you also know that she is thinking about our Qianhu in her heart, but there are some things in her daughter’s family that she can’t tell Qianhu.”
Xu Zhiqiong said coldly: "I can't tell Qianhu, but I can tell you?"
"No, no, she didn't tell me in person..." Yang Wu's stuttering became more serious.
Xu Zhiqiong said: "It turns out that someone told you this. Who was it?"
Yang Wu stood up and said, "I won't bother you anymore, I'll go on patrol at night!"
Chu He said: "The lights have been lit, why are we still patrolling at night?"
Yang Wu walked out and said, "I'm not familiar with the road, so I'll walk it twice more!"
Looking at Yang Wu's back, Xu Zhiqiong murmured: "Please be kind to Junior Sister Han."
It was Han Di who wanted to find out about Wu Xu's current situation, and Jiang Feili was her excuse to deceive Yang Wu.
What is Han Di's purpose in doing this?
In other words, who is she spying on?
…
At noon the next day, Han Di took a small boat and arrived in the middle of Wang'an River, next to a painting boat.
The boatman put down the sampan, and Han Di boarded the boat and reached the second cabin.
Inside the cabin, all kinds of furnishings are available, which is very luxurious. Liang Yuming has made tea and is waiting for Han Di.
Seeing Han Di coming, Liang Yuming stood up and saluted: "Miss Han, you're done."
Han Di replied: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be polite, Han Di can't bear it."
The two of them greeted each other politely, sat down one after another, and got down to business.
Hearing the news from Han Di, Liang Yuming was extremely surprised: "Wu Qianhu actually loves spring paintings?"
Han Di said: "I don't know if he loves it or not. I just heard that he has been reading this kind of vulgar stuff in Mingdengxuan recently, one volume a day, and he can't put it down."
Liang Yuming said with a smile: "Miss Han, what you said is wrong. Spring paintings are not vulgar. Spring paintings written by famous artists are of exquisite skill and can be called treasures. I happen to have a volume in my hand. Miss, would you like to appreciate it together with me?"
Han Di smiled and naturally understood what Liang Yuming meant.
The two of them are watching spring paintings together in the cabin. What else can it mean?
"Han Di has admired the crown prince for a long time, but he has important matters at hand today and it is not convenient for him to stay for a long time."
Han Di knew her origins well. If she fantasized about becoming the prince's wife, that would be a foolish thing that a woman in love would do.
There can be a certain degree of affection between a man and a concubine, but he can't do anything serious. It is serious to get some benefits from the prince.
Liang Yuming naturally knew how to measure. He took out a brocade box from the secret compartment under the bed and handed it to Han Di: "This is the Heqi Pill that is produced every two years by the Yin and Yang Division. Taking it can improve your cultivation. I present it to the girl, Rong Liang."
Let’s talk about our inner feelings.”
Han Di was holding a brocade box, his cheeks were slightly red: "Your Majesty's kindness, Han Di deserves it."
Liang Yuming smiled and said: "It's just a small gift, girls don't have to worry about it. After all, this Heqi Pill is worse than the Yuji Pill, and it is far worse than the Juyuan Pill."
He set the prices for the next time and the next time.
Han Di stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty, if you have any servants, Han Di is waiting to be dispatched."
…
Han Di is gone. Her information is not of great value, but it can test her ability.
Liang Yuming shook his folding fan and murmured to himself: "Wu Xu likes spring paintings? Is this true or false?"
Liang Yuming ordered his chamberlain: "Find some high-quality spring paintings and send them to Wu Xu."
The chamberlain said yes, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Liang Yuming ask again: "Is there nothing happening recently?"
The chamberlain replied: "It's not a major incident. A minor incident occurred. A servant from the Criminal Department, named Liu De'an, went to the Dehua Class the day before yesterday and almost caused trouble."
Liang Yuming frowned and said, "Why is he going to Dehua Class?"
"I didn't do anything. I thought I drank too much and went there to have some fun."
"After all, a police officer from the Criminal Department will not go to that kind of place," Liang Yuming thought for a moment and said, "Find someone to teach him a lesson and tell him to stay away from Dehua Class in the future!"
…
Late at night, Wu Xu was flipping through the "Book of Transformation of Gu". The more he read, the more he felt a headache. The things written by the Yin Yang Family were really not suitable for him.
The green lantern man Xiao Songting asked for a meeting, and Wu Xu let him in. Xiao Songting reported on the night patrol last night. His green lanterns captured a man and executed him on the spot.
Wu Xu nodded, praised him a few words, and asked him to receive the reward.
Xiao Songting did not leave in a hurry. He took out two volumes of books from his sleeves and presented them to Wu Xu.
Wu Xu frowned and said, "Why do you give me this?" He hated books at the moment.
Xiao Songting whispered: "This is a treasure I got from Xiji, an authentic work by the painter Li Sha."
"Who is Li Sha?" Wu Xu was stunned.
Xiao Songting said with a smile: "Qianhu really doesn't know."
"Do I know what he did?" Wu Xu opened the album, flipped through two pages, and said angrily, "What are these paintings? It's so unsightly, so offensive, so dirty to my eyes. I don't even know what to do. I told you...you go first."
Xiao Songting exited Mingdengxuan and looked at Wu Xu's expression. He really liked spring paintings.
Wu Xu didn’t like it before, but now he likes it very much.
I never thought this was interesting before, I just watched it, what's the point?
But seeing the master's paintings for the first time was truly extraordinary.
"Can it still be like this? Is there such a method?" Wu Xu tried to demonstrate.
"One hand supports two people without their feet touching the ground? Is this really possible?
My cultivation level is enough. Where can I find a woman with this kind of cultivation level?