"The painting is back!" As soon as she arrived at the door of Biluozhai, Qiao Xiya couldn't wait to shout.

As soon as the words fell, Yun Zhishui rushed out of the house like a gust of wind: "Quick, bring it quickly."

Qiao Xiya took the painting out of her sleeve and handed it to Yun Zhishui.

The moment Yun Zhishui took it, his face turned white, and the whole person was stunned.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Xiya noticed something unusual, "Is there something wrong?"

Yun Zhishui trembled and unfolded the painting, looking through the moonlight, only to see that the picture scroll was divided into two, half of which was to enjoy the lanterns in the river, and the other half was to enjoy the spring in the garden.

"How so!" Mo Haoning was also taken aback. He has seen this painting, during the day it is to enjoy the spring in the garden, and at night it is to enjoy the lanterns in the river, and the alternation of the two paintings is also what he has seen with his own eyes. But now that it has become the same half, Mo Haoning is a little confused.

"Have you ever seen this painting?" Yun Zhishui frowned slightly and looked at Mo Haoning, "The last time you saw this painting, what was it like?"

"During the day, it is a complete picture of the emperor and his concubines visiting the garden to enjoy the spring, and when night falls, the emperor and his concubines are swimming in the river to enjoy the lanterns." Mo Haoning recalled.

After Yun Zhishui listened to Mo Haoning's words, his brows furrowed more and more. He stroked the scroll carefully, and when he touched the bottom of the scroll, a strange feeling came, and Yun Zhishui looked carefully, only to see that the bottom of the scroll was cracked for some reason, and there were stains of blood on the sharp edges.

Yun Zhishui pondered for a moment: "Miss Qiao, do you know the birth date of the daughter of the Lin Guoshi's family?"

Qiao Xiya nodded, and immediately reported Lin Yaozhu's birthday. She and Lin Yaozhu have played since childhood, and both of them are familiar with each other's birthdays.

Yun Zhishui pinched his fingers, sighed deeply, stroked the scroll, and muttered, "It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided. No one can escape from what should come."

"What did you say?" Yun Zhishui's words made Qiao Xiya not react for a while.

"Lord Wang, Miss Qiao," Yun Zhishui looked at the two of them with a solemn face, and said solemnly, "Are you two trustworthy?"

"Dao Chief," Qiao Xiya glanced at Mo Haoning, and smiled slightly at Yun Zhishui, "It's not that we can't trust Dao Chief, it's just that if Dao Leader doesn't explain some things clearly, it's hard for us to trust Dao Chief."

"Then I will continue to tell you about the dream." Yun Zhishui sighed, a layer of sadness between his eyebrows, and he led everyone back to the house.

Hatsuyun and Xia He had been waiting for a long time, and the table was full of wine and food.

"Master, you're back." Hatsuyun greeted him.

"Girl, where have you been?" Xia He wiped the remaining cake crumbs from the corner of his mouth, clapped his hands again, and helped Qiao Xiya to sit down on the Taishi chair.

"You're hungry, aren't you? Let's talk as we eat." Mo Haoning pulled the Taishi chair and sat down at the table, opened the lotus leaf wrapped in the roast chicken, and a fragrance came to his nose.

"The chair I bought by the way, please sit down." Hatsuun moved a chair to the table.

"Sit down," Mo Haoning glanced at Yun Zhishui, "This is not the palace, so don't be bound by etiquette." Then he looked at Chu Yun, "You didn't just buy this chair, did you? Sit down."

After listening to Mo Haoning's words, Chu Yun smiled and beckoned Qiao San to the chairs placed against the wall, moved them to the table, and beckoned Chunling and Xia He to sit together.

Yun Zhishui watched everyone sit down, and then he arched his hand to Mo Haoning and Qiao Xiya and sat down.

After drinking a glass of spirits, Yun Zhishui's complexion improved slightly, and he stabilized his mind and said, "Yu dreamed of the body of the old pious woman, and after chopping her up in public, the resentment became more and more intense, and he turned around and went straight to the prefect's yamen."

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In just an instant, the prefect's yamen was shrouded in a black fog as black as ink.

"Where is the prefect?" Zhuang Yumeng asked sharply in the black fog.

"Up...... Shangxian ......" The prefect ran out with a roll, crawling on the ground, kowtowing like a chicken and breaking rice, "Shangxian spares his life...... Immortals spare their lives!"

"If you can answer my question, I'll spare your life!" Zhuang Yumeng's voice

It made the prefect tremble.

"Up...... Immortals, please speak......" The prefect is prostrate on the ground, and his body is like a sifting chaff.

"Did you know that a pregnant woman had died in the champion's family?"

"Know ......"

"Who's that pregnant woman?"

"Yes...... It's ......" beads of sweat ran down the corner of his temples on the ground, "It's the wife of the champion......

"I ask you what her last name is!"

"Yes, yes, she...... She's the dream of Xianyang Zhuang."

"What a daring and unrepentant bastard!" Zhuang Yumeng sneered and continued to ask, "How did the pregnant woman die!"

"It's hard...... Dystocia ......"

"Where's the work?" Zhuang Yumeng's voice became more and more shrill.

"Little ...... The villain was already lying beside the prefect in ......" with fart.

"You examine the corpse, you come!"

"Yes...... That...... That pregnant woman...... It was indeed a difficult birth......

"What a bunch of shameless people!" Zhuang Yumeng was so angry that he trembled, his head was full of green silk and suddenly grew, and his long hair fell from the sky as if he was conscious, like a giant python, rolling the prefect in the air, Zhuang Yumeng's voice became cold, "Do you think I don't know now? You received a silver ingot of white flowers, but do you know where the ingot came from? I embroidered it with a needle and a thread!" Zhuang Yumeng paused, and the other strand of hair curled up as well, "You, the silver you collected was obtained by me for spinning and weaving cloth day and night. Let me ask you again, how did that pregnant woman die!"

"Yes...... He was poisoned......" and passed out.

"Bang!" The prefect and the prefect were smashed to the ground by Zhuang Yumeng, and they became a mess of meat at that time.

"Hahahaha......" Zhuang Yumeng smiled fiercely, looking for the breath of Zhuang Yuanlang and fled towards the princess's mansion.

Zhuang Yumeng asked clearly whether he had made a mistake or misunderstood.

When he walked to the princess's mansion, he saw the champion standing in the courtyard with a purple gold bell in his hand.

"You killed them?" Without waiting for Zhuang Yumeng to ask, the champion took the lead in speaking.

"You killed me first!" Zhuang Yumeng was furious, but in the face of the purple gold bell in the champion's hand, Zhuang Yumeng was stunned for no reason.

"Yumeng," Champion sighed, "When did you become so spicy?" Could it be that you were all pretending to be gentle and virtuous? You're a woman, how can you shout like that?"

"Woman's ......" Zhuang Yumeng's miserable laughter came, "When I was in my hometown, I carried water and fertilizer during the day, weeded and farmed, and spun and weaved cloth and embroidered at night, at that time, why didn't anyone treat me as a soft and weak woman!" Zhuang Yumeng hated, hated that her efforts had never been seen by the champion.

"In my hometown, what married girl doesn't do things at her in-law's house? Besides, didn't you do it all of your own free will? And no one is forcing you to do it." The champion blackened his face and accused.