After a while.

Zhang Ju wiped a handful of cold sweat on his head, breathed a long sigh of relief, excused himself to wait and see the tea, went out of the guest room, breathed, and then sighed.

He watched "Painted Skin", which was different from the other three.

The other three looked at the words, the artistic conception, and the story, and Zhang Ju did the same at first, but when he saw the back, he saw the evil ghost's painting skin, and somehow, he suddenly thought of himself.

Tao Jing said that it was beautiful and confusing, but what Zhang Ju saw was a painting skin draped on his body, and what was hidden under it was an ulterior motive, as if alluding to his desire to take advantage of the power of the Nankang Palace, so he pretended to be close to his cousins, so he was suspicious, how could he still have the heart to talk to others?

If it weren't for the fear that people would see the clues, they would have come out.

Now standing outside the house, the pressure has decreased slightly, and in a trance, a few lines of text in "Painted Skin" flow through his heart, and gradually, his body is a little cold.

So Zhang Ju rubbed his hands, came back to his senses, and just heard the call of a friend in the house.

When he returned to the house, the three friends were still talking with great interest, and when they saw him return, they immediately pulled him along and planned together, thinking about how to make friends with him and ask for advice if he could see the prince.

Zhang Ju smiled on the surface, but his heart was hindered, and it was difficult to devote himself wholeheartedly after all, so he was a little reluctant to give up even at the dinner.

After dinner, Zhu Li saw that the time was not early, so he talked about his wife's instructions at home, got up to say goodbye, and the other two also got up, Zhang Ju sent each other off in a trance, and as soon as the people left, they suddenly woke up!

"I asked the three of them to come over to ask them to find out the news, but I actually forgot!" This thought together, and suddenly annoyed, but it is not good for people to come again, I just want to find a chance to ask tomorrow.

After returning to the house and sitting down, Zhang Ju unconsciously remembered the article "Painted Skin", and asked people to bring the article and look left and right until late at night.

In this Jiankang City, there are not a few people like him.

Just as Zhu Li said, "Painted Skin" involves the theory of gods and monsters, which spread very quickly in the streets and alleys, and after a few days, it was known to many individuals, and there were many discussions.

"The text of the painting skin is really interesting, that Linru County Hou is an interesting person, how did he not know in the past?"

"Today's tea shop is going to talk about painting skin, if you are interested, you can come and listen. ”

"What's the painted skin?"

"Don't you know? Just let me tell you, you can't imagine who is doing this......

"What?

......

After another two days, the article was already known to half the city.

Among them, the servants of the Hou Mansion are indispensable to run back and forth, adding fuel to the trouble, and there is also a situation where Chen Cuo uses money to open the way - he saw that the momentum was gradually rising, and he personally found the wine shop and teahouse, negotiated with it, and asked it to promote.

In addition, the article is taken from the hand-me-down work, and the quality itself is excellent.

Even around this Hou Mansion, there are gradually more figures, wandering, I don't know if it is because of the text and longing, or if there are other thoughts.

However, Chen Cuo's Hou Mansion is certainly located in a corner of Jiankang City, but the two sides of Qingxi are not something that ordinary people can live in, even if it is just a remote corner, for ordinary people, it is also the residence of powerful people, not everyone can approach, and the city guards and patrols are taken care of.

So, those figures will soon be driven away.

But there are exceptions.

It is the monk and the Tao.

The two monks and Taoists had a rather transcendent status in the Southern Dynasties, and they have become more and more so since Emperor Wu of Liang.

Therefore, when the errand patrolling the street drove a few idlers, he turned his head and saw that there were two more Taoist priests on the corner of the street, wandering on the side of the Hou Mansion, hesitated for a moment, and did not go over to drive them away, but watched carefully, for fear that they would cause trouble.

After all, although the Marquis of Linru County is not famous, his brother is an unusual person, and he must not be overlooked.

Fortunately, the two Taoist priests looked at the Hou Mansion for a few moments, then turned around and left, which relieved the surrounding officers, and soon, the officers also left one after another.

As a result, as soon as they left, two Taoist priests walked back.

"This place is well guarded, and it is the capital of the Southern Dynasty, there is a great array of five elements, that Marquis of Linru County is a royal clansman, true dragon blood, purple gas cover, it is not easy to explore. ”

The one who spoke was a young Taoist priest, and the one next to him was a young man.

The young Taoist priest said with a smile: "That "Painted Skin" is brilliant in writing and thinking, secretly in line with the way of people's hearts, the language is obscure, it has hidden deep meanings, it can move people's hearts, it can shake people's minds, it is clearly used by the incense road to gather thoughts, where can ordinary clan royals write it? There must be a reason for it! You and I are looking for the reincarnated immortal this time, naturally we can't miss this prince." ”

The young Taoist priest nodded: "What Senior Brother said is that the lord of this mansion is the family of King Nankang, and I heard that the half-hearted Taoist of the Dingxin Sect has visited under the pretext of visiting a few days ago, but he does not live here, so we can't take it lightly." ”

The young Taoist nodded: "And we can't let him take the lead, otherwise we will lose the opportunity!"

As they spoke, the two looked towards the Hou Mansion again.

The young Taoist said with emotion: "People are boiling, the prototype of the Dao foundation has been formed, it has always been the root of the condensation, and wandering around, as long as you swallow it, at least the first step is complete, that is, it is not impossible to directly set foot in the second step of seeking the Dao!"

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"Have you heard about the second and third sons? Our Hou Ye's article is now spreading all over Jiankang, and everyone is talking about it!"

Early in the morning of the fifth day, all the servants of the Hou Mansion gathered together, and before they could work, they discussed it first, and they were all surprised.

A few days ago, Chen Cuo found them and asked everyone to distribute the article, they were not disobedient, but they didn't think so, when this Hou Ye was whimsical, who would have thought that once it was spread, it really caused a sensation!

"What to discuss! What is the Lord's business, you can talk about it! Go and go! What to do!"

It's just that before he could say a word, he was dispersed by the steward Chen Hai and went their separate ways.

As soon as the others left, Chen Hai secretly thought to himself: "It's really a trend, could it be that this prince of our family is a deep city?

As the trend of painting skin gradually rose, Chen Hai was first surprised, then surprised, and finally inevitably regretted.

I knew that the Lord had such ability, and after an article, it was almost the same as the momentum of that Lu family genius, why did he disobey and contradict it? Such a character, it is too late to take effect!

"I have to change my mind!" he gritted his teeth and made a decision, "The prince and the prince have hated us before, but it can't be said that it is still an opportunity, as long as we seize the opportunity to show our loyalty!"

Thinking about it, as soon as he looked up and saw a lost figure not far away, he couldn't help sneering, and said in his heart, he was not the worst.

In front, it was the aster.

The leader of the envoys, instead of serving beside Chen Cuo as usual, led the maidservant and walked with a fruit bowl - Chen Cuo was feasting on friends in the front yard.

When he arrived at the front hall, Aster ordered the arrangement, and it was in order, but his eyes swept over Chen Cuo from time to time, and when he saw that the latter didn't look at himself, he suddenly panicked and regretted in his heart.

She is such a female envoy, she is the confidant of the old lady, she has also learned words since she was a child, and likes to read literature, so after reading "Painted Skin", she is like being struck by lightning.

Originally, the prince knew a little bit of her heart, Aster knew it, but she was quite a little missful and did not obey, and even under the order of the old lady, she did not pretend.

Unexpectedly, a few days ago, the prince was furious, and after the reprimand, he was no longer close.

After Aster looked at the painted skin again, she felt that the evil ghost wearing the beautiful painting skin seemed to reflect herself, frightened, regretful, and a little more sad, just hoping that the prince and the marquis would disappear and be as usual.

But in a few days, Chen Cuo became more and more indifferent, which made Aster feel more and more tormented.

The more tormented she became, the more she couldn't help but think about the skin-painted ghost, the more uneasy and shaken she became, and the thoughts of regret devoured her mind like a poisonous snake.

Slowly, the sentences in the article seemed to come to life, swimming in her heart, and in the past two days, sometimes, doing things, the words seemed to be floating in front of her eyes, becoming more and more dazzling.

waited for Chen to send his friends away, and went straight back to the study, without looking at Aster.

Aster clenched her fists, her body trembled slightly, her face turned pale, and the shadow under her feet twisted quickly.

However, no one else was aware of it.

Chen Cuo planned to strike while the iron was hot.

That day, after weighing in the dream, Chen Cuo started with a short story of chatting about fasting, and wanted to knock on the door of fame.

Now, "Painted Skin" is popular in half the city, and he has confidence.

"The popularity of the painted skin shows that the book is not fake, but the hope is too ethereal and difficult to measure, today is the last day, and the way to secure the point is to launch a new one, go further, and lay the foundation!"

The choice of the second article, he also has a manuscript.

But before he could put pen to paper, Chen Hai suddenly came in in a hurry and said that he had something important to report.

"What's the matter?" Chen Cuo frowned, unconcealing the disgust in his heart.

When Chen Hai saw it, he regretted it more and more, but he was even more respectful, and arched his hand and said: "Prince, just got an urgent report, the palace was robbed, and the box containing the pill was stolen!"

"What?" Chen stood up suddenly.