The Demon Sect's ancient tomb stronghold was uprooted, but Li Hong of Yujin Garden outside the Qingbo Gate did not move.

On the third day, he went to the ancient tomb again to deliver food, but found that the entrance to the cave was wide open, and none of the "own people" inside were missing. He was so frightened that he threw down the basket and turned around and ran. ran back to Yujin Garden in one breath, burned a lot of important secret letters, and was about to escape, but he didn't wait for any instructions from his master, in this case, if he dared to flee privately, he knew that his fate would be worse than being caught in the prison of the Criminal Department.

The housekeeper was anxious for years, and every day as long as he heard the slightest movement, he hurriedly touched the knife in his hand, but every time it proved to be a false alarm. The wind and waves were calm, and there was no suspicious sign outside Yujin Garden.

The tension finally relaxed, and he began to deliver the message, the first thing he did was to report to his subordinates what had happened in the tomb dungeon. The method of contact is very simple, he has a specially trained pigeon, and the message is tied to the pigeon's leg and released.

He noticed that this cage of pigeons was unusual, the feathers were particularly clean, the body was particularly vigorous and powerful, and the most strange thing was that the eyes of each pigeon were very strange blood red. But it had nothing to do with him. He only followed his master's instructions meticulously.

Kill a black-haired rooster and feed the chicken blood to the carrier pigeon, tie a small bamboo tube to the pigeon's feet, inside is a letter written by himself, and the carrier pigeon is released.

Then he waited for the return of the carrier pigeons.

He didn't know that many pairs of eyes outside Yujin Garden had seen the carrier pigeon that took off from the garden, and even a few pairs of eyes under the lotus leaves of the West Lake outside the door had seen this scene.

Two days later, the carrier pigeon returned, and after receiving the instructions, the butler's heart was calmed, and he instructed the maidservant to clean up a small three-story building with the best view and the highest ground in the garden.

This small building is built on a large rockery of Taihu Lake, the terrain is very high, and you can directly overlook the scenery of the West Lake from the face, but in the same way, the cruise ship of the West Lake can also see the movement in the third floor of the small building.

The housekeeper didn't understand that there were so many houses in the garden, but the master only ordered himself to clean up this one, but this one was not easy to hide his deeds.

Come to think of it, he still scrupulously followed the instructions.

Three days later, a carriage with a thick brocade curtain drove into Yujin Garden from the corner gate. After that, the small building was occupied. The moon is clear in the middle of the night, and you can see the lights in the small building from the West Lake, and the slender figure in a pretty gauze dress walks around on that side, looking like a fairy in Yaochi from afar. It is accompanied by a moving sound of flutes.

There were rumors in Lin'an that there was a stunning beauty in Yujin Garden outside the Qingbo Gate, but it was a Goolan Washe family. However, this stunning beauty does not accept ordinary guests, only high-ranking officials and nobles, or poetry clubs or Qing elegant scholars who are familiar with piano, chess and painting.

Li Hong listened to Zhao Ding's report, and wondered to the extreme, what kind of play did Li Xiaolou sing? The Lianxiang Courtyard was gone, Qiu Niang was arrested, and she created a Yujin Garden, what is the connection between this and her conspiracy?

The more you think about it, the more weird it gets. Li Hong groaned: "Continue to monitor closely, and if you don't see Li Xiaolou himself, you must not close the net." ”

Zhao Ding hurriedly went to set it up, but Li Hong turned around and went inside, releasing his divine sense and probing there.

It was not the first time to explore Yujin Garden, but as every time before, Li Hong still didn't find the slightest breath of Li Xiaolou.

The so-called famous concubine is indeed a stunning beauty, but she obviously doesn't know kung fu, and she doesn't even lack the kind of martial arts of the housekeeper, so she is clearly an ordinary mortal. But she is indeed very beautiful, and there is a strange solemnity and nobility in this beauty, if it weren't for the wind that had been released a long time ago, Li Hong would not have guessed that she was a woman who sold her body.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the dignitaries and nobles in the city are out of the news.

You can get it with money, but even if you spend money, you may not get it, you can play with it, but when you get dressed, you look so beautiful and dignified, it's hard to imagine what kind of conquest such a beautiful woman lying in your arms will have. The city's lustful people are enthusiastic about this. Yujin Garden is getting more and more crowded day by day. The fame of the famous concubine is getting higher and higher day by day.

Li Hong observed this famous concubine several times a day, and found a strange thing, this woman never spoke. Seems to be a mute.

But dumbness does not prevent her from being beautiful and fragrant, and speaking with her eyes is even more bloody. Besides, this woman's poetry and painting are all excellent, and occasionally one or two small works flow outside, and all the literati and who have seen them are amazed. Color and art are unique, nothing more.

So when the officials and nobles of Linanda met in private, they all began to talk about this mysterious Liji, and she did receive two guests. The person who was received only said one sentence afterwards: "It's really wonderful, it's wonderful, you can't tell it, you can't tell it." ”

The more this is the case, the more it arouses people's reverie. But there was one thing that was weird, for some reason, I just didn't see them go a second time.

Li Hong found the poems and paintings that fell outside from the "Famous Concubine" Flowing Fu Wen Wen Ti Bar, and then compared the confessions of the pitiful few guests who entered the scene, and gradually had some strange ideas.

This time, it is another game of Li Xiaolou's big money, but what is the purpose of this game?

Countless questions made Li Hong restless, but no matter what, Li Xiaolou was never by this Ji's side. Then we have to wait. Wait for her to appear in person.

Zhao Gou staggered into Cuihan Hall, interrupting Li Hong's train of thought, he saw the famous Ji poems and paintings in Li Hong's hand at a glance, he was very interested, took it over and took a closer look, and praised it: "A good thin gold body, this is what the first emperor is best at." ”

"Emperor Xian, your father, Emperor Daojun?"

"Exactly. The thin gold body created by the first emperor and the Qin body of Qin Hui are both wonderful, but the Qin body is only practical and very suitable for engraving printing, but when it comes to the beautiful scenery, it is the thin gold body created by the first emperor. It takes a long time to write well. It's really strange, this text is full of the essence of the first emperor's thin gold body, and people who have not really observed the works of the first emperor can't write it. Who wrote it? Are there any famous artists I don't know?" Zhao Gou praised the words of the famous Ji, and what he said was very insightful. Note 1

Li Hong simply handed the painting to Zhao Gou: "You give the title to the title." ”

Zhao Gou only glanced at it twice and was even more surprised: "It's really a strange thing! It's actually the first emperor's "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture", and it is full of charm, almost seven or eight points similar. This is strange, since the south came to the first emperor's paintings were either snatched by the Jin people, or scattered among the people, I searched several times to get the first emperor's famous "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture", I now ordered someone to take it. Just look at it and you'll understand. ”

Soon, the Hanlin scholar held Emperor Daojun's "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture" and presented it. The two paintings are placed together, and there is no need for Zhao Gou to say that Li Hong also understands. This famous lady obviously imitates Daojun's brushwork, which seems to be a copy of the "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken", but there are several obvious differences in composition. This can only show one thing, that is, the mute celebrity has indeed seen the "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture" with his own eyes, and then drew it from his own memory, so there are several errors in the details. But in general, not only the penmanship is similar, but also the charm is similar.

The problem is that this famous "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken" of Emperor Daojun has been collected in the Ouchi, which is the proud work of the Daojun Emperor, and has been collected in the Hanlin Painting Institute of Bianjing Da Nei since it was completed. After the Jin army broke through Bianjing, "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken" went to the people. After Zhao Gou settled down in Lin'an, he spent a lot of effort to buy it back and is now in the Hanlin Painting Institute in Lin'an.

It stands to reason that this famous concubine would never have seen this authentic painting of Emperor Daojun, no wonder Zhao Gou said that it was a strange thing.

Zhao Gou looked at Li Hong: "Where did you get these two paintings? ”

Li Hong's eyes lit up, and he vaguely knew Li Xiaolou's purpose, and said with a smile: "Okay, but you have to be convinced." ”

Zhao Gou agreed without saying a word, and began to arrange micro-service matters with great interest.

At dusk, a small sedan chair stopped outside the gate of Yujin Garden, and the person who got off the sedan chair held a precious name card of pink gold in his hand. After the butler came out, the two said a few words, and the man turned to the sedan again.

Half an hour later, a seemingly inconspicuous carriage drove along the clean stone slab outside the Qingbo Gate.

The carriage was very ordinary, with a thick compartment and an ordinary clean green cloth curtain hanging outside, which did not seem to be a large family of dignitaries. But as long as you understand what the price of horses is now, and look at the two divine horses pulling the cart, you will know that the owner of the carriage must be either rich or expensive, and not ordinary wealth.

Zhao Gou was dressed in white silk and wore a scarf, and he walked out of the carriage dressed like a Confucian under his body. Only one thing vaguely stated his identity. Zhao Gou held the red sandalwood fracture fan in his hand. The fan is the real Daojun Emperor's true handiwork - a picture of a yellow oriole singing green willows. The inscription on the back is Emperor Daojun's pro-thin gold body, which is Tang Dufu's "two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets in the sky." The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. Famous sentences.

Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji is good at painting, and his paintings are especially good at Lingmao Danqing, and the small folding fan has many birds such as orioles and egrets, as well as landscapes and boats. Although there are many scenes, the layout is very spacious, from far to near, there is no chaos at all, and even the thin bird feathers of each egret and oriole are meticulously painted, which is really lifelike. This fan is the handwritten ink treasure given to Zhao Gou by Emperor Daojun, Zhao Gou took it with him even when he was fleeing, and regarded it as a treasure, and he cherished it the most.

Zhao Gou, like his father Emperor Daojun, was very fond of painting, and the father and son emperors were in the same line. After settling down in Lin'an, the first thing Zhao Gou did was to summon all the worshippers of the former Bianjing Hanlin Painting Academy who were living among the people to the south and reorganize the Lin'an Painting Academy.

Thinking that Ma would see this mysterious talented woman who could actually copy her father's painting vividly, Zhao Gou was a little excited and a little nervous.

He turned around and whispered to Li Hong, who was pretending to be a servant behind him, "Go in." ”

Note 1: Qin style is the Song style that we commonly use today.