There was a sudden silence in the room, and the two of them stared at each other and fell into a brief silence.

Ye Qiange smiled bitterly, he completely underestimated Xu Yichan.

After she offset her merits and demerits like this, she forced Ye Qiange into a desperate situation, so that he had no reason to prevaricate this matter.

After a while, Ye Qiange took a deep breath, his chaotic mood calmed down in the blink of an eye, his eyes seemed to stop the water without waves, and he nodded and said calmly: "This is indeed the case." ”

He knew that he couldn't deceive Xu Yichan.

Wu Ya's people rescued him from the bottom of the cliff, and they definitely knew about Su Dieyi's existence.

"That Su Dieyi—"

Xu Yichan glanced at Ye Qiange deeply, her voice suddenly stopped, and she turned around to leave.

Ye Qiange was very surprised, he thought that Xu Yichan would get to the bottom of it, break the casserole and keep asking, but she didn't expect her to stop and stop abruptly.

"Didn't you ask?"

The words and emotions he prepared instantly came to naught, and he couldn't help but feel like he couldn't go up or down.

Xu Yichan didn't ask, but it didn't mean that the matter was over, Ye Qiange became even more uneasy.

"Ask what?" Xu Yichan paused, looked back at him, and said without waves, "Besides, if I ask, will you answer?" ”

Ye Qiange pursed his lips, and the words came to his mouth, but they were like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"If you ask, I will answer." After pondering for a long time, Ye Qiange's eyes returned to calm again, and his deep pupils made people fall at a glance.

"You are not quiet, and you are not sincere." Xu Yichan retracted her gaze and continued to walk out, "Answer, it's better not to answer." ”

Ye Qiange was stunned for a long time, then suddenly sighed, pulled the quilt and buried himself deep in the quilt.

——

Wu Ya.

Da Xu supervises the violent institutions of various sects and martial arts.

As usual, chivalry is forbidden by martial arts.

There are many masters in the rivers and lakes, and they are often turbulent, and the killing and vicious fighting often happens.

Injuries can range from injuries to death.

Even the family was ruined, the family was destroyed, and the sect was destroyed, and there were countless casualties.

But as the saying goes, the whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister.

Therefore, the affairs of the rivers and lakes cannot be blindly ignored.

Martial arts masters also have to be controlled by the Daxu court.

And the people who control it, naturally they can't be ordinary officials, they must all be good at martial arts, otherwise how to supervise the huge rivers and lakes and large and small sects.

Therefore, Wu Ya came into being.

In many martial arts novels in previous lives, martial arts fights are common, regardless of the reason, and no matter how many deaths and injuries are on all sides, but after each fight, whether it is innocent passers-by, women, children and children, it seems that people die when they die, and no one pursues them.

This is clearly unreasonable.

No country will allow its people to trample on its laws and regulations.

"Cui Yi, why are you here?" Mo Mo was slightly surprised.

Cui Yi, as His Majesty's personal bodyguard, has rarely returned since he was transferred out of Wuya.

"Wuhou can be here?" Cui Yi said coldly.

Mo Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Since I heard that Yu Ling was going to pull out his beard, he disappeared. ”

The corners of Cui Yi's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help pouting, and then a softness crossed his eyes, and he smiled: "Ling'er is still so naughty." ”

"You are looking for the master, I don't know what is the matter?"

"Holy Decree, since Wuhou is not here, then you can take it."

Mo Mo was startled, and immediately knelt down and lowered his head, raising his palms above his head to catch it.

The oracle is a roll of silk cloth.

Mo Mo spread it out and couldn't help frowning.

"Your Majesty's intentions—"

"You don't need to ask, just do what the hand tells you to do." Cui Yi said lightly, she was also confused, even if Mo Mo asked, she couldn't answer.

"Your Majesty said that this matter must not be made public, and the less people know about it, the better."

"Well, I'll do it."

——

Ye Qiange only felt bored, he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and his sleepiness and sleepiness had long since disappeared with the conversation with Xu Yichan.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity, and made a bitter little face, quite excited

He suffered a serious leg injury, and it was difficult for him to even turn over, let alone get out of bed and walk.

Hey, I can't live this day.

He sighed, thinking that this state would last for at least ten days and half a month, and he couldn't help but wail.

He had a sad face, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he said loudly: "Come on, prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone for this king!" ”

Soon, the palace maid prepared the things and brought them to Ye Qiange.

"Lu Zhi, is there a carpenter in the palace?"

Lu Zhi shook her head, "No." ”

Ye Qiange was surprised, "The huge palace is mostly made of wood, how can there be no carpenters?" ”

Lu Zhi said: "Back to the prince, the carpenter belongs to the Ministry of Industry, and he can't live in the palace. ”

The so-called Ministry of Industry, also known as the head of the Ministry of Industry, is subordinate to the Ministry of Industry and is in charge of the government decrees and general affairs of construction.

"Go and summon a carpenter, and the king will make an object."

"Whoa."

Then, Ye Qiange took out a piece of paper from the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, picked up the charcoal pencil from the side, and drew it seriously and attentively.

When the painting was almost finished, Lu Zhi led an old man in.

"Lord Wang, people have already brought." Lu Zhi was slightly blessed and said crisply.

"Villain Cao Hongguang, meet the prince."

The man who came was an old man of fifty or sixty years old, dressed in sackcloth, with gray hair, and a few teeth falling out of his mouth.

"Get up."

Ye Qiange put away the pen, blew on the remaining charcoal residue on the paper, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, charcoal is not as good as a pencil after all.

Cao Hongguang's expression was timid, his head was lowered, he didn't dare to look around, and he looked very restrained.

"This king came to you to make two objects." Ye Qiange said, motioning to Lu Zhi to hand the drawings to Cao Hongguang.

Cao Hongguang took a look, his eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were staring at the drawings.

"Can't you do it?" Seeing that the old man was stunned, Ye Qiange couldn't help frowning and asked.

Cao Hongguang reacted and hurriedly said: "It's done, it's done, it's just this picture-"

"What's wrong with this picture, could it be that this king didn't draw it well?"

Cao Hongguang hurriedly shook his head, his eyes lit up, and he was very excited: "The prince's painting skills are amazing, the small one has been a carpenter for decades, and he has seen thousands of drawings, only the prince's drawings are the clearest, lifelike, and clear at a glance, as if an object is glued to paper." ”

Ye Qiange smiled, and didn't care, his painting method was not even a sketch, just a simple sketch and presented it from several different angles.

"How long will it take?"

"The prince has painted each part in such detail, and also marked the size." Cao Hongguang said with a sense of confidence, "The small one can be done well tonight, and tomorrow the prince will wake up and see the things in the painting." ”

"So fast?" Ye Qiange was a little surprised, and said with some unease.

"The prince doesn't have to worry, the little old man dares to say this, and he has the confidence to do it." How could Cao Hongguang not hear the meaning of Ye Qiange's words, he was just worried that if he wanted to hurry, he would not be able to reach it, and the quality could not be guaranteed.

Lu Zhi on the side whispered: "Lord Wang, it is said that this person's ancestor studied under Gongyizi, inherited in an orderly manner, and had excellent craftsmanship, and he presided over the repair and construction of the palace every year." ”

Lu Ban, the son of the male loser, is the originator of carpenters!

Ye Qiange was secretly shocked, so he didn't say anything more, and let Cao Hongguang toss.