After Tan Zhao came back and looked through the information left by Yu Wenshu, he generally knew about the affairs of the Female Bureau.
Generally speaking, women-like bureaus do not have symptoms like Tang Mingfeng. After all, this Feng Shui bureau was not created to harm people. It is at most applied to a special niche industry in order to use Feng Shui to harness the masculine power of men.
The feng shui formation that was covered up or weakened by the bureau, the remnants of the female bureau in King Wu's Courtyard, were obviously more sinister and vicious.
Tsk, the capital is indeed a place of right and wrong. Tan Zhao decided to enjoy life after having enough of the fish feast.
System: Are you afraid that you have already forgotten the beauty picture?
[How is this possible? The master of Qu Pavilion cannot be found.]
System: Do you believe this?
Tan Zhao chuckled and wondered whether he could take advantage of the Spring Festival to make spring wine. The world is rich in products, and there are many special ingredients that grow in Feng Shui places. Of course, the prices are not cheap.
Sure enough, you still have to make money. Without money, you can’t even satisfy your small hobbies.
As the saying goes, whatever you want comes to you, Tan was thinking about how to get money quickly, when someone sent money to his door, and the boy who sent money was named Yi.
"Why are you so disgraced? Is the Tang family's matter resolved?"
Yi Qian entered the room, immediately took off his mask, drank a cup of tea, and then said miserably: "No, Prince Wu is so stupid. It is said that he went to another place and is not in Beijing now."
"Do you believe this too?"
"So what can I do if I don't believe it? I am a relative of the emperor, and Tang Shilang can't do anything. What can I, a little Feng Shui master, do?" Yi Gan's face was full of bitterness, and coupled with his somewhat gorgeous appearance, Tan Zhao suddenly picked up the
I picked up the brush and moved around a few times, and the outline of a man appeared on the paper.
Yi Qian stretched his head and looked at it, and couldn't help but praise: "I really look good."
"..." Young man, do you know how to write the word modest? I wonder if he can teach you.
Tan Zhao quickly put down his painting brush: "Then how did you end up like this?"
Yi Qian curled his lips when he heard this: "It's not because Tang Juzi was lucky. He and I went out to eat Yangchun noodles, and we bumped into the layout man who was squatting on the sentry post."
Isn't this very lucky?
Tan Zhao reasonably guessed: "So, you guys started fighting?"
"No, she ran away after being discovered by us, and then I accidentally walked in... and that's what happened." Yi Gan looked sad, "That girl ran so fast, even two of us grown men couldn't catch her.
superior."
...You two can’t even catch up with a girl, don’t you two really think about it?
"Can I ask an inappropriate question?"
Yi Qian had an ominous premonition, but the mosquito's legs couldn't twist the elephant's legs: "You ask."
Tan Zhao pointed to the white mask on the table and said, "How can you eat Yangchun noodles with this on?"
"..." Yi Qian refused to answer the question and quietly hid the mask behind his back.
Tan Zhao had had enough of teasing people and said: "How are you sure that girl is the one who arranged the plot?"
This is indeed a coincidence, mainly due to Tang Yongruo. They were at the corner of the noodle stall, and the girl came out of nowhere and bumped into Tang Yongruo. It was also a coincidence that the fragrance on the girl's body
The bag fell, and Yi Qian wanted to help others pick it up, but he noticed an extremely yin force.
"That girl reacted very quickly. When she saw my hand, she immediately picked up her bag of tips and ran away. Brother Yu, you will know later."
Tan Zhao: That’s okay too.jpg.
"In that case, if you don't go find that girl, why are you here here?"
Yi Gan rubbed his hands and said, "To be honest, I want to ask Brother Yu for a favor."
"I have something else to do..."
"Give me money."
Tan Zhao immediately raised his head: "What's the matter?"
"..." Brother Yu is becoming more and more realistic.
Of course, Yi Qian didn't want to hand over the affairs of Tang Shilang's family. He asked Tan Zhao for help and prepared to catch the turtle in the urn. Since the Crown Prince of Wu refused to cooperate, he would create a "Crown Prince of Wu" to lure the snake out of its hole.
After hearing this, Tan Zhao immediately praised: "You have great ideas."
"Right, that girl is lingering near Prince Wu's Mansion, she must be trying to find out whether her plan is successful. Speaking of which, the news about the Minister of Tang is so well sealed, why did Prince Wu suddenly leave the capital in good condition?"
Tan Zhao showed a smile and said casually: "Maybe people have known about it for a long time and found Tang Mingfeng as the scapegoat."
"...Isn't this possible?"
"If you catch the person who arranged it, you will know that there must be a big enemy behind such a destructive Yin-like formation." After all, he is the employer who paid the money. Tan Zhaoduo said a few more words, "And there is a high probability that It should be that he has a grudge against Prince Wu. As a Feng Shui master, there is no need to use all Feng Shui methods. You can go to Tang Shilang and ask him to find out what dirty things Prince Wu has done recently. Maybe you don’t need my help. , you just found the person."
"That makes sense."
In fact, Tang Yongruo is already doing this. Although he has been in the capital for only half a year and has been very unlucky, he has a good temper, is good at learning, and has made many friends. He is of great use at this moment. Coming.
By the time Yi Qian came to find him, Tang Yongruo had already obtained a detailed document, which included everything from the Crown Prince of Wu beating and scolding his slaves to robbing people's wives and causing their deaths.
"How unreasonable! There are such unfaithful, unfilial, unkind and unjust people in the world!"
Yi Qian took it and saw that it was enough to kill a fly between his brows.
This Prince Wu is really not a thing. This kind of person is just a good child, otherwise he would have been cut into pieces in the Hell of Hell.
He turned the information to the end and pointed: "Is this the one?"
Tang Yongruo shook his head: "Let's go take a look tomorrow. What does Mr. Yu say?"
Yi Qian wore a mask, and his face hidden under the mask was helpless for a moment: "Brother Yu, he probably won't care. We Feng Shui masters have rules. Brother Yu sees that everything doesn't go his way, but he actually has a plan in mind."
Tang Yongruo: ...Can’t you tell, this is actually Mr. Yu’s fanboy?
But it's obvious that Yi Qian, a fanboy, is not up to par. At least he doesn't know that his idol has recently done something big that has stirred up a small circle in the capital.
The news that Xuan Yuling was in the red plum forest on the outskirts of Beijing was flying to all parts of the Central Plains as if it had grown legs, but the person who did it happened to be careless. Everyone could see that Xuan Yuling was not far away, but no one could see it. People can touch it.
Many formation masters also came to try, but no one survived.
This matter has been fermenting for two days and has become a pleasantries among many people when they meet. There are even people who want the Xuanyu Order and have already built a thatched cottage in the Red Plum Forest. But so far, Xuanyu Ling stayed in the red plum forest peacefully.
"Brother, you don't know, this is the first time I can't even spend money! It's so hard for me!"
"Me too, where is that person? I'm willing to pay two thousand gold!"
"If you can't find it, someone has already looked for it, but the person who can set up such a wonderful trap is an unknown person!"
"But this method is unheard of. The group of people next door have guessed all the formation masters, but none of them match it. It's too bad, it's too bad!"
"..."
No, this is really capable and willful. If you want to beat him, you have to hold gold and ask someone to do the deal. Think about the ring-within-a-ring formation. The average hair loss rate of people who break the formation in the capital continues to rise today.
It is expected that the peak may be reached within three to five days.
Of course, some people questioned the authenticity of the Xuan Jade Token, but Youxin Pavilion, which never made any response, actually announced that the Xuan Jade Token was genuine. As long as someone came to Youxin Pavilion with the Xuan Jade Token, they could make a wish.
Then, the question circled back again, who can have the destiny to descend from the sky like Ziwei Star, who can not only break the formation to obtain orders, but also bring the token to Youxin Pavilion under the eyes of all the people around him who are looking at him with eager eyes?
Even if the martial arts leader comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to do this, right?
"His heart can be punished! His heart can be punished!"
"Why is it so difficult for me to spend money! Whoever can obtain this order, I am willing to pay 10,000 gold!"
"Exactly, it's like someone who doesn't have ten thousand gold. What's the point of showing off?"
"..."
It’s a mixed bag, and any kind of person can get involved. Anyway, until the token is taken out, no one will be killed. After all, the emperor is under the rule of the year, and even the people in the world have to keep their tail between their legs.
To be honest, Pavilion Master Qu was a little surprised by this scene.
First, I was surprised that the Xuan Yu Order was so popular. Second, I was surprised that Yu Wenshu was an expert in formations, because just now, he tried to break the formation in disguise, but he couldn't even find a clue.
It’s so difficult to do, what kind of medicine is Yu Wenshu selling in the gourd?
Pavilion Master Qu walked and arrived at the door of Zhiyu Building. Even though he had already come, Qu Pingyi was not a shy person, so he climbed over the wall and went in.
Hey, it was a coincidence that Tan Zhao was bored and was honing his painting skills in his study.
As the saying goes, if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. He went out today and spent a lot of money to buy a set of paintbrushes. He was in the running-in stage, so he stopped painting people. He relied on his imagination to paint his little ancestor Fengli, who was still sleeping and consuming medicine.
A portrait.
He had just adjusted the color, and felt that it was very close to the color of his little ancestor's hair, so he decided to paint it and send it to be framed, and he would give it as a gift when Fengli came out of seclusion.
As soon as the outline of the raccoon pouncing on food was drawn, Qu Pingyi came up.
"You actually think you are a painter."
"..." So, why did you say it in such a surprised tone? What's so deceptive about this kind of thing? Tan Zhao didn't bother to answer the question. He finished drawing the finishing touches of the outline and put away his pen.
Qu Pingyi looked at the harmless-looking person under the candlelight and asked the question again: "Yu Wenshu, who are you? What do you want?"
He knew this question, and Tan Zhao spoke from the bottom of his heart: "I really, really just want to draw you a picture of beauty, that's all."
Pavilion Master Qu: Disbelief is written all over his body.jpg.
Tan Zhao: Why no one believes him every time he tells the truth! Why!
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