Yangsuke's paintings were stared at by countless pairs of eyes.
Two days later, they heard that the painting was coming to an end, and those anxious people even prepared to visit Gu's door in person.
At the door of Gu's house, Meng Yi and Zhang Han lifted their legs up the steps at the same time. Zhang Han showed a kind smile on his face and nodded to Meng Yi, which was regarded as a greeting.
Although Meng Yi was not convinced, he still had to give him the face he deserved. He raised a deliberate smile, then turned his head with a "hum".
When the two of them walked to the door, Zhang Han stopped and turned his head to look at Meng Yi. His angular face and dark eyes were unbearable to ignore.
"Your Majesty, please."
Perhaps because he didn't expect Zhang Han's sudden move, a trace of confusion flashed across Meng Yi's face, and the expression on his face turned into anger in just a second.
He pointed at Zhang Han, with disgust that could not be concealed in his eyes, "You are playing tricks on me!"
The expression on Zhang Han's face did not change. He was not unhappy at all because of his anger. He even nodded slightly.
However, the slight movement of the beard on his mouth showed that he was in a good mood at the moment.
"Master Meng has misunderstood. I have always respected Master Meng. Naturally, I have to leave first before entering."
"You!" Meng Yi's heart was filled with anger. Every time he and Zhang Han met, he was speechless and unable to say a word. When had he ever respected him? !
"What nonsense!"
"Don't think you are..."
Before he finished speaking, Shugao quickly stepped forward and whispered in Meng Yi's ear: "Sir, this is outside, so many people are watching."
Hearing this, Meng Yi glanced around and found that many people were indeed staring at the two of them.
He thought to himself that he could not let go of his words. If this guy went to complain to His Majesty, he would inevitably be punished again.
Thinking about it, he took a deep breath, imitated Zhang Han's movements and expressions, and said in a very unhappy tone: "Master Zhang, please!"
Shugao, who was standing behind him, breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, and looked at Meng Yi with some comfort in his eyes.
But before he could retract his smile, he saw Zhang Han saying to Meng Yi, "Thank you, Lord Meng."
After saying that, Zhang Han walked directly into the Gu Mansion and walked inside without looking back, leaving only a handsome and upright figure, which made Meng Yi furious.
Meng Yi turned back to look at Shu Gao, pointed angrily at Zhang Han's back, and angrily shouted: "Look, look, this is what he did to me!"
"Bitch!"
"That's so mean!"
"I must read this book in front of His Majesty! I must!"
After venting his anger, he shook his sleeves angrily, put his hands behind his back, and strode into the Gu Mansion.
Shu Gao followed Meng Yi. Seeing Meng Yi anxiously trying to catch up with Zhang Han, he felt a little helpless. Mr. Zhang always wanted to offend his elders, and he didn't know why.
Especially now, he clearly felt that Zhang Han was walking so fast on purpose, otherwise with the speed of his feet, he would have caught up long ago.
Meng Yi only caught up with Zhang Han after chasing Yang Jie to the entrance of the courtyard.
The two of them walked forward at this speed. From a distance, Meng Yi looked like Zhang Han's follower. Shu Gao knew that his master could not defeat Zhang Han. This man had such bad intentions.
But he didn't intend to remind Meng Yi, otherwise the two of them would fight here.
Seeing the two of them coming in at the same time, Gu Zongmin's eyes flashed with surprise, and then returned to normal.
He immediately stepped forward and respectfully said to the two people's luggage: "See Mr. Zhang and Mr. Meng."
Zhang Han raised his hand and stroked Gu Zongmin gently, "No need to be polite."
Seeing this, Meng Yi was not to be outdone. He took a step forward and stood side by side with Zhang Han before casually waving his hand: "Get up."
"Thank you two adults."
Gu Zongmin then raised his head, pointed to the two of them in the direction where Yang Jie was painting, and explained: "The painting has been completed, but we need to wait for the painter to refine it before making another copy."
"Why don't you two adults go inside and sit for a while? Someone will bring the painting up soon."
Zhang Han nodded and said in a very polite tone: "Thank you, Master Gu."
"Hmph, I'll wait here!"
Meng Yi just didn't want to stay with Zhang Han. He glanced at the direction Yang Jie was painting, raised his head high, and glanced at Zhang Han with disdain.
"You're such a waste for not waiting for such a short time!"
"Master Nameng is waiting here. I'm going to have tea first."
Gu Zongmin lowered his head, pretending not to hear anything and not to participate in their affairs.
He made a gesture of invitation and walked with Zhang Han towards the house.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Meng Yi said "bah" and then stood there, waiting intently for the painting.
At this time, Gu Zongmin had already sat on the couch with Zhang Han. The two were talking about the assassins and drinking tea on the table. The atmosphere seemed very harmonious.
An hour later, Meng Yi was seen walking in from the outside with the painter and Yang Jie behind him, filled with resentment.
It was the hottest time of the day, and Meng Yi was wearing official uniform. Naturally, the heat made his forehead sweaty. After standing there for so long, his body was really unbearable.
If it hadn't been for his urging, the painter might have been able to ink for half an hour.
There was a pavilion to protect Yang Jie and the painter from the sun, so he just stood there for an hour, like a fool.
As soon as he came in, he saw Zhang Han and Gu Zongmin sitting leisurely, and there was tea there. He was even more angry, but he couldn't bear to say anything, which made him even more angry.
However, he also had his own pride. He did not vent it out immediately. Instead, he threw the painting directly on the table, "This is the portrait of those two people!"
As soon as Gu Zongmin raised his hand, two maids immediately came forward, unfolded the two paintings, and hung them on the easel next to them.
"Please take a look at it, two adults."
Yang Jie was already sitting on the couch. He pointed to a painting in front of him and said, "This is that person, the ballista he took from me."
"This man is very impressive, especially the beard, which basically covers his entire face. He looks very sloppy. If you didn't ask me to draw it, I really don't want to remember it. "
"The second picture is of the boy next to the man. There is nothing special about him. If I hadn't gone there so many times, I wouldn't be able to remember his appearance at all. It's the kind of thing you can't find in a crowd."
"These two people standing together gave people a very inconsistent feeling, so I drew them both."
"However, I guess the bearded man dressed up like that on purpose, just not wanting people to see his true face."
After saying that, Yangsuke picked up the snacks on the table and put them in his mouth, waiting for their judgment.
After hearing Yangsuke's words, several people's eyes turned to the painting again, and they all looked at it intently, as if they wanted to see something from the painting.
It's a pity that these two people are so "shocking" that they really have no clues.
"Post these two paintings and offer a reward for clues."
Gu Zongmin was very wealthy and waved his hand to indicate that he had paid for the reward himself.
The maid took the copied paintings, turned around and left the room, while the others were still staring at the two paintings without giving up.
At this moment, Shu Gao, who was standing behind Meng Yi, suddenly said: "Wait a minute, I seem to have seen this bearded man somewhere before!"
