Chapter 320: The Old Man in the Painting

"After Emperor Ama pacified the three feudatories, the secret power of the three feudatories disappeared from the wealth accumulated for many years."

"Especially Wu Sangui's strength and wealth, after Wu Yingxiong's death, he was completely clueless, and there is also the founding jade seal of Qin Shi Huang."

Yin Zhen sighed a lot and sighed lightly.

The heavenly family is ruthless, maybe those things are the last tenderness and life-saving talisman that Wu Yingxiong left to Jianning's imperial aunt and grandmother.

But it has also become the original sin and shackles of Huang Ama to imprison her.

"Humph! Why should you women suffer in the struggle for power among your men? Nian Yaoyue said indignantly.

Suddenly, she felt empty under her feet, and she actually stepped on a rotten wooden board on the ground.

Nian Yaoyue exclaimed in surprise and fell into the abyss.

"Rice cakes!" Yin Zhen was suddenly shocked, just now Su Peisheng's dog slave took the seal and rushed the fold, and he was instructing Su Peisheng on official business when he suddenly heard the exclamation of rice cakes.

Nian Yaoyue held her stomach and screamed, and was suddenly pulled into her arms.

"Hold on to you!" Yinzhen was about to take Nian's away with his light skills, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

He was a little angry, and he fell directly to the bottom of the pitch-black well.

I don't know what kind of rotten stench it is, Nian Yaoyue is about to be smoked and vomited.

At this time, she was carried on her shoulders by the fourth master, and her feet were not stained.

"Master!!" The rotten wood at the mouth of the well was revealed, and Su Peisheng anxiously poked his head out.

He was so frightened that he almost fell into the bottom of the well.

He actually saw Nian sitting on the prince's shoulder, you must know that a man's shoulder cannot allow a woman to sit, and he is very unlucky.

If it is seen by those imperial historians, the recitals of the prince can be piled up into a small mountain.

At this time, Nian Yaoyue finally saw clearly what was going on underground.

The fourth master was trapped in the mud full of maggots from the knee down, and there were several highly decomposed corpses at the bottom of the well.

The deceased was wearing a palace maid's suit, and it was thought that someone had thrown the slave who had been secretly killed into the waste well.

"Master!" Nian Yaoyue sat on the shoulders of the fourth master, and saw that his head was covered with forbearance sweat, the fourth master washed and cleaned, and fell into such a dirty place, it must be extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't move, dirty!" Yin Zhen grabbed the Nian clan on his shoulder. Gritted his teeth and said.

My heart warmed, this stupid man would rather be in the dirt himself, but also protect her.

At this time, Su Peisheng took a soft ladder, and Yinzhen grabbed Nian's tightly, endured the sharp pain of ankle dislocation, and climbed towards the wellhead step by step.

Nian Yaoyue was supported by Su Peisheng Ping'an, and suddenly there was a popping sound of falling water behind her.

She saw that the clothes on the fourth master's body were shattered, and the stupid man who loved cleanliness was soaking in the lotus pond at this time, revealing only a pale and handsome face.

The fourth master wrapped himself in a blanket and came to the nearby brother's office.

While the fourth master was bathing, Nian Yaoyue sat in the study of the elder brother who had not been seen for a long time.

The fourth master is a long-cherished person, and the furnishings in the house are always the same.

Even if something breaks, he will ask people to find an exact replacement.

For example, the names of the two hunting dogs, Momofuku and Zaohua, I don't know how many generations of dogs have been passed down.

Nian Yaoyue looked at the fourth master who was taking a bath and limped towards her.

sat down on the Taishi chair in front of her, and then raised her foot and twisted her ankle a few times without changing her face.

The sound of a few clicks of dislocation of the joints came, and Nian Yaoyue hugged the fourth master's shoulders in distress.

Isn't this man afraid of pain? The connecting bone hurts so much that the face does not change color.

"Does it hurt?" Nian Yaoyue leaned over and kissed the fourth master's eyebrows, blaming her for walking without looking at her feet, which caused the fourth master to be injured.

Suddenly swept a painting scroll at hand, Nian Yaoyue was about to reach out to take it, and suddenly Su Peisheng quickly put the painting scroll in the painting jar.

"Something! Mysterious and mysterious? "Su Peisheng, this old boy doesn't look right.

Nian Yaoyue walked to the painting jar and unfolded the painting scroll that was some years old.

The paper is slightly yellowed.

Nian Yaoyue unfolded the scroll, and a familiar smile came into view.

A man smiled skillfully, sitting in front of the window and watching Aoxue Hanmei.

He was dressed in a light blood-colored men's robe with a vertical collar, a gray-green cardigan with a light blue coat on the outside, a snow-colored jacket, and a small dew on his shoulders.

If you look closely at the furnishings in the house, you can see bright and moving colors everywhere.

In front of the square table where the man leaned on placed a Shuanglu Zun imitating the official kiln, next to it was a red glass snuff bottle, lined with the green landscape on the wall, red, white and green were put together but not abrupt, but there was a feeling of looking at Zhu Chengbi.

Coupled with the small box painted with gold paint, he inadvertently made a supplement to the plain elegance in front of him, adding a bit of luxury.

In this old painting, the man in the painting looks like a woman, but the woman dressed as a man is not the current her.

It's who she used to be.

No wonder Su Peisheng was in such a hurry to put it away, he must have been afraid that she would be jealous.

She is not so stingy, and eats her own old vinegar!

"Dan lips and teeth thin waist, reclining on the cage when sleeping. After all, the infatuation can't be extinguished, and the weaving wants to show and contemplate. ”

Nian Yaoyue looked at the time when the painting was signed, and it turned out to be the thirtieth year of Kangxi.

It turned out that the fourth master had been thinking about her more than 20 years ago, and she thought that she liked the fourth master first!!

(This poem is from the Yongzheng imperial anthology "Yongdi Collection", the poem written by Yongzheng to the young concubine in history, I know)

"Ahh It turns out that when my lord was a young man, he had a deep love song for Nian! Nian Yaoyue played with her body, holding her arms and teasing.

"Stand down!" Yin Zhen stood at the table with his hands in his hands and ordered the minions in the room.

"Smug? Ye is more emotional than you! ”

At this time, there were only two people left in the study, Nian Yaoyue and the fourth master, who hugged her from behind and gently folded his hands on her watermelon belly.

"That's not right! Master, you peek at me!! "Nian Yaoyue finally found the point!

This is the picture of her alone in the house to heal after being beaten, and she said how familiar it was!

Ahhh It turns out that she has long been worried about the belly black four!

She thought that she had earned money by taking advantage of the fourth master's various tofu eats, but she didn't expect that it was she who was eaten tofu.

Four pig's trotters!! No wonder she always makes it so easy to rub oil when practicing martial arts and learning to swim!!

"Ahem! Go and see the excerpts arranged by Huang Ama! Yin Zhen coughed lightly twice in annoyance, turned around and wanted to escape.

"Confiscated!" Nian Yaoyue hugged the painting and couldn't put it down.

"Speaking of business, the corpse under the well should not be publicized, otherwise your eldest brother Nian Xiyao will not be able to make a difference."

Yin Zhen said with a solemn face.

The minions in the Forbidden City are all named and surnamed, and even if they make a mistake and are killed by their masters, there is a fixed process for reporting.

It is clear that the original identities of these bodies have been impersonated.

And the deceased had long been unrecognizable, and he was cut off for a while.

"There are always clues left, I will quietly tell my eldest brother about this tomorrow and let him find out secretly."