The name was unfamiliar, and it was not even possible to determine whether the silver ticket was accepted by Zhao Zhong or was intended to be given to this person.

Zhao Guanzhou carefully placed the envelope, and Yu Mingzhi's gaze did not linger on it for long, until he heard him beckoning him to look at the Yan Yan on the desk.

The inkstone is black and shiny, and the finely carved flowers and branches are lifelike, and a bird that is only half the size of a small fingernail stops on the branch, tilting its head, and its small eyes seem to have a god, staring at the small insects that fly by, and every feather on the wings is clearly visible, which shows the craftsmanship of the craftsman.

Zhao Guanzhou boasted: "This is a treasure that the emperor rewarded my father, and it is unique in the world." ”

Yu Mingzhi nodded, his fingertips stroking over the edge of the inkstone.

There was still some ink left in the inkstone, and a wet hair on the tip of a pen showed what the owner had just written.

Does it have anything to do with what Pearl just said?

How did Zhao Zhong and Li Wangshan plan to deal with the grain transportation?

She vaguely felt that they were not targeting grain and grass, but a Zhongshu squire from a yamen with Qin Ji.

Qin Ji thought about bribing the people of the ministry, and Li Wangshan's group must also want to get a piece of the pie from him.

"Miss, please look." Zhao Guanzhou interrupted her thoughts, took out a painting scroll, and spread it out on the table for Yu Mingzhi to see, "This is my own drawing, please Miss evaluate and evaluate." ”

Yu Mingzhi took a step closer to the desk, swept through the closed drawers, and then looked at his paintings.

Zhao Guanzhou's paintings, like his people, have nothing to show for themselves.

At first glance, it is full of fragrant and elegant ladies, colorful but not cheesy and messy.

However, if you look closely, you can see that many places are rough and sloppy, showing that the painter is impatient and eager to achieve quick results.

Yu Mingzhi praised against his will: "I didn't expect that Zhao Gongzi was young, but he had such excellent painting skills, and he would definitely be able to become famous in time." Looking at the birds, the roots and feathers are clear and elegant, and then look at the faces of these ladies, the appearance is beautiful and moving, the demeanor is natural, and these flowers and plants, the colors are bold, but not vulgar, it is really difficult for ordinary people to achieve. ”

Zhao Guanzhou's eyes widened in surprise, and then turned into surprise, "What Miss said is true?" ”

"Well, naturally I don't dare to tell a lie in front of my son." Yu Mingzhi nodded.

Zhao Guanzhou was overjoyed, and almost lost his temper to hug Yu Mingzhi directly, but fortunately, he restrained himself with reason before making a move. "My father would only belittle and criticize me, saying that my paintings were worthless," he said. Or Miss is kind and discerning, Zhao thanked Miss. ”

Yu Mingzhi said: "I'm just telling the truth, dare to ask Gongzi if he has more paintings?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Guanzhou hurriedly went to the shelf to get it.

Yu Mingzhi saw that he had his back to him, only paying attention to selecting the works he was proud of, and Yang Run was already completely immersed in observing the instrument, so she glanced at Zhu'er at the door again, and Zhu'er shook her head at her slightly.

She quickly opened the first drawer, and inside were some booklets with no indication on the cover, and she flipped to a page that was blank and wordless. She looked at Zhao Guanzhou, who was already holding two painting scrolls in her arms, and was about to quickly open the next cabinet, when suddenly there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and she hurriedly took a few steps back to see the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

Soon, a steward appeared at the door and saluted Zhao Guanzhou, "Fifth young master, it turns out that you are here." ”

Zhao Guanzhou was very unhappy that he suddenly appeared and interrupted him to get along with the girl, and frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The steward looked at the quiet and natural Yu Mingzhi, "The master can't find you, so I asked the little one to look around." Since the fifth young master is here, the little one is better to return to the master. The little one didn't bother the fifth young master and retired. ”

He was about to leave, Zhao Guanzhou stopped him, glanced at the two girls in the house with a weak heart, and quickly stepped forward and whispered to him: "You just said that I stayed in the garden." "In case someone tells her parents truthfully, after a while, my mother will definitely come to see which girl it is, and her mouth is as good as Zhao Mengrui.

The steward's eyes were clear, "Fifth Young Master, don't worry, the little one will follow your instructions." ”

"Okay, let's go. In the future, the benefits will be indispensable to yours. Zhao Guanzhou waved his hand, and the person in charge immediately left quickly. He took this opportunity to close the door, and then returned to Yu Mingzhi's side, "Miss will come and see my calligraphy and paintings again?" ”

Yu Mingzhi leaned over to see that these paintings were exactly the same as the first one, and even one of them was so colorful that he couldn't tell what he was painting.

Zhao Guanzhou said proudly: "This painting is a phoenix, look at this tail feather......"

Yu Mingzhi pretended to listen carefully, and then quietly rubbed a new brush on the side of the table to the ground.

She was just about to possess herself to pick it up, but Zhao Guanzhou stopped her, "How dare you bother Miss, it's better for me to come." ”

As he spoke, he squatted down /// to pick it up, and then saw a bloodstained rag clipped to the drawer, fluttering a few times with the wind brought by his movements, "What is this?" Curiously, he pulled out the strip of cloth, and the drawer was opened a little, but bursts of green smoke floated out of the crack and sprayed him all over his face.

"It's ......" he felt his brain spin and clutched his forehead.

Yu Mingzhi was startled and retreated again and again.

At the same time, Zhu'er noticed her abnormality, rushed over, and after seeing Zhao Guanzhou's appearance clearly, she grabbed Yu Mingzhi's arm and crossed to the ventilated door.

Yang Run was still looking at the guqin, and he didn't notice what was happening behind him at all.

Because she was close to the window, and the area where the green smoke dispersed was very small, Zhu'er didn't care about her for the time being.

Look at Zhao Guanzhou again, covering his forehead, his body staggering, "Why are you so dizzy all of a sudden?" ”

He snorted, fell to the ground and gasped for air, but he didn't look in pain.

Yu Mingzhi frowned, fortunately she didn't mean to open the drawer herself just now, otherwise she would have been the one who was tricked.

"What the hell is that?" She asked.

Zhu'er said: "According to what the slave maid saw, it should be something like ecstasy incense, and it will not kill people." Thinking about it, Zhao Shangshuling also hoped to capture alive the people who spied on the secrets of his study, so that more secrets could be tortured from it. ”

Yu Mingzhi looked at Zhao Guanzhou, who was already unconscious, "It's not a way to let him be so dazed, and that subordinate doesn't know if he will listen to him and lie in front of Zhao Zhong." We need to get out of here. ”

"But where can I hide?" Zhu'er is in trouble, this is the Zhao family after all.

Yu Mingzhi said: "Are you good at light work?" Or we will hide in a small pavilion on a rockery. ”

Zhu'er smiled, "Miss, good way." ”

"Good piano, good piano, if I can have a pair, I can wake up with a smile in my dreams!" Yang Run stood up, stretched, and when he turned around, he saw Zhao Guanzhou who was paralyzed on the ground, startled, and hurriedly ran to Yu Mingzhi's side, "What's wrong?" ”

"Zhao Gongzi fainted for no reason, I asked Zhu'er to take him outside to blow the wind, maybe it will be better." Yu Mingzhi said casually, regardless of whether Yang Run would believe this ridiculous statement or not, and motioned for Zhu'er to leave with Zhao Guanzhou on her back, and she took Yang Run's hand and followed.

As soon as they returned to the wisteria trellis, they saw the previous subordinate hurrying over with a middle-aged noblewoman, who should be Zhao Guanzhou's mother from her face.

With a faint look of anger on her face, Mrs. Zhao walked past the wisteria trellis.

Yu Mingzhi and the others hid behind a row of dense vine leaves, silently.