But this mere county prince's palace used glass to paste the windows, and it happened to use over-standard things but no one reported it. So this glass can only be a reward from Emperor Yong'an.
Yao Yao had a new understanding of the Xuanhe of Annan County Prince's Mansion, and became more curious about the strange things tonight. She suppressed her strong desire for gossip, leaned against the door, and said with a half-smile: "Sir, It’s late at night, and all the humble people have gone to bed. Let’s talk tomorrow if we have anything to say.”
Han Changmu knocked on the door persistently: "Open the door. I have something urgent to discuss with you."
Yao Yao pursed her lips. It seemed that this person was really anxious. She reluctantly opened the door with a wry smile on her face: "Sir, it's so late at night, can you still let me have a good sleep?"
Han Changmu looked Yao Yao up and down, and the moonlight gauze fell on the side of her face. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, and she was not sleepy at all. She couldn't help but feel anxious: "If I don't come, you won't be able to sleep either. good."
"..." Yao Yao was speechless. She was not old enough to sleep, okay?
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows slightly, walked straight into the room as if there was no one else around, sat down without noticing anyone else, and poured himself a cup of cold tea.
Yao Yao closed the door with his backhand, leaned against it, stared at Han Changmu warily, and twitched the corner of his mouth.
Han Changmu looked at Yao Yao as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and glanced at her with a deep meaning: "It turns out that Yao Canjun is afraid of this."
Yao Yao rolled his eyes blatantly and said, "I'm afraid of even a girl."
"Are you a girl?" Han Changmu asked casually.
"..." Yao Yao's clear apricot eyes stared, angry and speechless.
Han Changmu smiled softly. Yao Yao was particularly lively when he was angry. When he smiled, Yao Yao showed signs of being furious. He quickly suppressed his smile and nodded seriously: "Sit down, I have something to ask." you."
A trace of suspicion flashed in Yao Yao's mind, but she was not sure yet. She slowly sat down, frowning and lowering her eyes: "Sir, please tell me."
Han Changmu asked calmly: "Did Princess Annan County give you any trouble?"
Yao Yao was surprised and confused. Did this person have a conscience today? Why did he suddenly care about his subordinates? Thinking of this, her attitude became less cold: "With Master Shaoyin here, how can he be in trouble?"
"Yes," Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and asked thoughtfully, "What did Yao Canjun discover today?"
Hearing this lukewarm question, Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat and smiled to herself. She knew that she was overthinking. This person never knew how to write the word "conscience". She really answered that question. In a word, showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
If Han Changmu can ask this, he must know something. With the methods of the Internal Security Department, it is not difficult to insert one or two people into the Annan County Prince's Mansion. It is even easier to see her sneaking into the main house. Under such circumstances, if she is secretive He was so secretive that he refused to tell the truth, but he felt a little sorry for the manpower that Han Changmu had put in after all his efforts.
This is tantamount to treating him as a fool.
Of course, telling the truth is telling the truth. As for how much to say, that is up to her to decide.
She held her breath for a long time before a blush appeared on her cheeks. She pretended to be shy and her almond-shaped eyes were full of shock: "This, how do you say this? It's easy to say or not."
Han Changmu naturally knew it, but he pretended not to know, and his eyes fell vaguely on Yao Yao's face: "What's wrong? Is there anything you can't say?"
Yao Yao was like a rat that had stolen oil, he was sneaking around, and the shock just now seemed like a hallucination: "I sneaked into the main room of Princess Annan County at night, and saw people and things I shouldn't have seen. She patted her face, which was not hot at all: "It's not like you have to peek because of your humble position. Isn't this a situation where people are blocked in the bathroom and can't get out? You have to watch even if you don't want to."
"Oh, who is so capable that he can block Yao Canjun in the bathroom?" Han Changmu asked with interest.
Yao Yao secretly spit in her heart and continued to pretend. She pursed her lips and showed a look of fear on her face. She patted her heart and said, "Sir, the saint is here. The saint is visiting Princess Annan at night." The sweet boudoir!"
"What, saint, you can't say this nonsense!" Han Changmu exclaimed in low voice. The cold moonlight fell on his surging face, and his expression of shock did not seem to be fake.
Yao Yao looked at the face full of true feelings and felt self-doubt for a moment, and then he stopped laughing.
The best performer in this world is not the flower girl of Pingkangfang, but the internal guard of the Internal Security Department. As the leader of the internal security, the young envoy is definitely at a level where Oscar owes him a statuette.
The young master is willing to act, and Yao Yao is also happy to accompany him. She quickly covered Han Changmu's mouth and carefully looked around: "Sir, please keep your voice down. I'm sorry." Her voice stopped abruptly and she raised a finger to point. Pointing to the roof: "This is a serious crime of decapitation. I am not afraid of it, but I am afraid of the humble position."
Han Changmu said "wuwu" twice, took off Yao Yao's hand and took a breath: "You tell me."
Yao Yao seemed to grind his teeth with difficulty, and then hesitantly explained what he had just seen or heard in the room one by one. He said it with great difficulty and difficulty, and finally sighed: "I don't know whether the saint What do you think? You don't want three thousand beauties in the harem, but you have to get scolded on a pole to steal love and jade. Is this a born bitch?" She snickered again: "But a saint can still do it when he is over fifty. Tossing around, it’s really good for physical strength!”
Hearing this, Han Changmu's expression really changed. He always knew that Yao Yao was bold, but he didn't expect that her imperial power was so devoid of awe, and she started talking nonsense.
He couldn't cover Yao Yao's mouth like that, so he only stared slightly with his deep eyes: "Have you had enough?"
Yao Yao shrank his neck and pretended to be scared, but in fact he had no fear at all. He even glanced disdainfully at the corner of his mouth.
Han Changmu smiled helplessly and shook his head, then his expression turned solemn: "You must never say this again. If you really can't hold it in," he paused slightly and said, "Just tell me."
Hearing this, Yao Yao choked up and almost lost his breath. Tell him, what is the difference between telling him and a saint? They are both dead. One is to die after using up, and the other is to die immediately. It is not as good as I tell the saint, it will be a happy ending after all.
Seeing Yao Yao's unconcerned look, Han Changmu pursed his lips and said nothing more. He just asked with a hint of something in his words: "You came out after the saint left?"
As soon as he said this, Yao Yao was even more sure that Han Changmu had planted a nail in the Annan County Prince's Mansion. He was keeping an eye on the movements of the Annan County Princess. Today he happened to see her entering and exiting the main room. What time did she go in and what time did she come out? , they all saw it clearly, that's why Han Changmu asked this question. He must have known that she came out much later than the saint, so he became suspicious.
Having said that, it would be pointless to be more secretive. No one is a fool, but Yao Yao is not the kind of person who lets others lead her by the nose. She glanced sideways at Han Changmu with a calm expression. He chuckled slightly, with a hint of ridicule: "When do you think the humble position should be released?"
Han Changmu pursed his lips and said with half a smile: "Two days before Xia Yuanji's death, the Prince of Annan County lost a pair of pictures of the Four Beauties. The Princess of Annan County has been searching for them for several days, but she has not found them yet."
Hearing this, Yao Yao's expression changed, and his clear apricot eyes were filled with tiny bits of moonlight.
Han Changmu smiled knowingly, knowing that Yao Yao must have discovered something.
Yao Yao pinched his sleeves calmly and asked calmly: "There are so many beautiful pictures in the world. If nothing else, even a humble person with no knowledge of calligraphy and painting can draw seventeen or eighteen." It’s really hard to find a lost painting like this.”
Han Changmu snorted coldly in his heart. The fish in front of him had turned into a spirit. Without bait or hook, it would be impossible for a white wolf with empty gloves in front of this ghostly girl.
He rubbed his sleeves and told the whole story helplessly: "There are four beautiful pictures. The two brides are facing the picture, and the two girls who have not left the palace are facing away from the picture. There is no inscription or seal. It is an old painting."
A stone fell to the ground, and Yao Yao felt reassured. It was indeed the painting hidden by Princess Annan. She took out the page from her sleeve and handed it to Han Changmu calmly: "Sir, look at it, is it like this? "
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There was no burning lamp in the room, but fortunately the glass was transparent. The two layers of gauze curtains were lifted up and hung on carved copper hooks. The bright moonlight poured in without any hindrance. There was still some light in the room, not as complete as darkness. .
Han Changmu took the page with suspicion, glanced at it casually, then his expression changed, he raised his eyes to look at Yao Yao, then lowered his head and looked at it carefully with a solemn expression.
Although the four women on the paper were scrawled in a very simple way, they were full of charm, especially the two brides who faced the picture and exposed their faces. Although they both had almond-shaped eyes, peach cheeks, and slightly pursed red lips, one The upturned corner of the lip implies a smile, and the lower corner of the other lip has a serious look. With just these few strokes, the liveliness and dignity are clearly visible.
The two girls with their backs to the screen are a bit ordinary. Although they are slender and graceful, most girls who have not left the palace look like this, and there is nothing special about them.
But this picture is exactly what Han Changmu just described.
He glanced at the crude painting and then at Yao Yao: "Did you draw this?"
"Yes." Yao Yao looked calm.
Han Changmu asked again: "Found it from the princess's room in Annan County?"
Yao Yao nodded: "After the saint left, Beizi saw Princess Annan moving the crack in the wall and felt something was wrong. After she fell asleep, Beizi found it from the crack in the wall. This painting was hidden so tightly by Princess Annan. , there must be a ghost, and the humble position is just described." She chuckled: "It doesn't look like the description, adults can just make do with it."
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "If this painting is the painting that Annan County Prince's Palace claimed to be lost a few days ago, then Annan County Princess's actions have no profound meaning."
Yao Yao nodded: "There must be a secret in this painting." She stared at the painting left and right under the dim moonlight, but she didn't see any clues: "But I have a poor eye, no matter how I look at it, it's all There is no secret in Zhang Changping’s paintings.”
"Isn't it because your painting skills are not good?" Han Changmu said with a faint sly smile on his always cold face, unable to explain in words.
Yao Yao snorted, grabbed the painting, quickly folded it and stuffed it back into his sleeves, and retorted: "Of course I am a painter who is not as good as your humble position. I painted it myself." She opened the door and pushed Han Changmu out. : "My lord, walk slowly and I won't see you off."
Han Changmu knew that Yao Yao was smooth and graceful, but he never expected that she would have a side that turned against her like a book. In a short moment of shock, he had been pushed out of the room.
He held the door with his hand to prevent Yao Yao from closing it. He was afraid of disturbing others and did not dare to shout loudly. He just looked at Yao Yao and smiled helplessly: "You are a good painter. You are the best painter. None of the painters in the palace are as good as you." The painter is great!”
