Tianshuiyuan returned to peace, but the news of Bai Yuchang's death spread throughout the capital.
Bai Yuchang is a master of painting. In the whole of Daxia, there are only a few who can be called a master of painting.
Not to mention the younger generation. One is him and the other is Zhao An. Now that one of them died suddenly, it is a big loss.
Zhao An had an uneasy sleep that night, peeed, and touched the waterside pavilion in a daze. He saw a weak light lighting up the wing, and Pu Yuan sat in front of the Buddha statue, muttering something in his mouth.
Hearing the footsteps, he said calmly: "Donor, you have something on your mind."
"Can you tell me who killed Bai Yuchang?" Zhao An sat down on the futon.
Puyuan opened his eyes and smiled: "Is it important?"
"You are the Grand Master, and nothing that happens in the capital can be hidden from your eyes."
"Bai Yuchang's death stemmed from the donor's persistent investigation of the truth. If you didn't touch it, no one would be hurt." Pu Yuan's words revealed some information, and it seemed that he really knew something.
Zhao Andao: "Can we stop being the Riddler?"
Pu Yuan said happily: "The donor should have the answer in his heart, right?"
Zhao An sighed helplessly, and simply told him about the nightmares the Empress, Concubine Yun, and Luo Xiaoxiao had, and that those charcoal sketches were from a hundred years ago.
None of this is logical, but I don't know where the problem is.
The mastermind behind the scenes prevented the pursuit of the truth and killed Bai Yuchang. What exactly was he going to do?
Pu Yuan sighed: "The poor monk has been concentrating on understanding Buddhism, but he didn't know that such a strange thing happened in the capital."
"Master, let me tell you a secret..." Zhao An lowered his voice, and Pu Yuan immediately came closer. "The poor monk is all ears and will definitely not tell others."
"I actually lost my memory. When I woke up, I became a eunuch in the harem and forgot who I was." Zhao An said mysteriously.
Puyuan didn't seem surprised, "So, the donor thinks that the nightmares and scrolls are related to your identity. In this case, why not pursue the truth and retrieve the memory."
"How to find memories?"
Zhao An gets a headache when he mentions this. If he can find the memory of the original owner, he won't have to be played around with.
Puyuan recited the Buddha's name, "I'm going to visit my old place again and look at the old things. Maybe I can find my true self."
old stuff……
Zhao An fell into deep thought.
When I saw the guqin, I almost regained the memory of the original owner. Since I suspected that the original owner was the son of the champion, it was necessary to go to Donghai County. As long as I found the ruins of the old palace, I would definitely be able to recall something.
Next, Zhao An inquired about the Palace Master of Fuyun Mountain.
Pu Yuan's knowledge was limited. He only said that the palace master was very strong and should be the strongest person in the world. As for the big secret she said, no one would know unless she spoke it herself. Maybe she could find it by going to Fuyun Mountain. Learn the ultimate secrets of nightmares and scrolls.
"Okay, I'll go to Chenzhou to meet her in two days!"
Zhao An slapped his thigh and made up his mind.
In the next few days, Zhao An returned to the mansion and continued to treat the plague with the imperial doctors.
The hard work paid off and the plague was removed. Now all that remains is how to place these women.
Generally, most of the female relatives of criminal officials will be put into the Jiaofangsi, or even become military prostitutes. Even if they are not good enough, they will be sent to Lingnan and will not be able to return.
Now, for the sake of the queen, the empress cannot directly deal with the female members of the Chen family.
Zhao An requested an imperial edict and went on a nominal mission to personally escort a group of female relatives back to Chen's hometown, allowing them to live in their hometown and fend for themselves, which was considered a favor from the court.
Inside Tianyun Courtyard.
Concubine Yun was so happy when she heard that she could leave the palace today, and immediately asked Hongluan to pack her bags.
Looking at her happy face, Zhao An couldn't help but laugh, but as her man, he should also accompany her to visit the graves of her father-in-law and mother-in-law.
While Concubine Yun was packing her things, Zhao An went to the Yangxin Hall.
In the palace, the empress seemed to have something serious on her mind as she walked around, her brows furrowed as if she owed her a million.
"Slave, you'd better return to Beijing as soon as possible. I will give you half a month at most. If you dare to delay the sun and the moon outside, I will never spare you."
The empress stared angrily and said.
Zhao An joked: "Hey, you can't bear to leave me?"
"I am the most powerful person in the world and the co-owner of the world. However, the court is not yet stable and I still need your help to deal with many things. I don't want the rare stable situation to be ruined because of your laziness."
The empress is the empress, and she never leaves Daxia.
Zhao An heard enough and casually chimed in, asking her if she had any other explanations. If not, she was about to leave.
The empress hesitated when she heard the words and stopped talking.
Zhao An came up to her and shamelessly squeezed her soft little hand, "Your Majesty, when did you become hesitant?"
"No, I just feel ashamed of the Yun family. You go this time, and I will pay tribute to you now."
"That's it?"
"Actually, I want you to help me invite someone back. He is in Chenzhou."
The empress suddenly gently opened her little hand, her magnificent phoenix eyes looking a little far away, "His name is Xiao Tian."
"Male or female?" Zhao An suddenly felt aroused.
"Of course it's a man... I went out for a while and lived in the Xiao family. Those days were the most relaxing time for me. Now the Great Xia is at peace. With Xiao Tian's talent, I can stabilize the country. As long as you bring him, I……"
"No! I love so and so!"
Zhao An was furious.
After doing it for a long time, she had a concubine outside!
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Empress Feng's eyes widened and her chest heaved violently, "What do you mean by a concubine? Believe it or not, I will chop you down!"
"Okay, I'm not a concubine, I'm a guest." Zhao An raised his neck and became more and more unhappy. Before the empress could retort, he said scornfully: "And just because of him, you, meow, threatened to behead me? What a shame!"
"I don't!" The Empress said anxiously, "I just think he has talent and should be entrusted with important responsibilities. Only in this way can Daxia develop smoothly."
"When the Chen family was in power, why didn't you call him over? Now that the Chen family has been eliminated, you think of him when you are firmly on the throne? You have not called this great talent to the capital before, maybe because you are worried about his life safety. Now Okay, if you let him come to Beijing and enjoy spending time with you, are you going to join forces with him to get rid of me in the end?"
Zhao An's words were like a barrage of words, which made the empress dumbfounded. She seemed confused and didn't know how to refute. Finally, she sneered three times: "Ah, yes, yes, you are right. That's what I thought! Anyway, no matter what, you must bring people here, otherwise I will destroy your tribe."
"Bah! Green tea!"
Regardless of whether this bastard woman was talking nonsense, Zhao An was so angry that his liver ached.
The empress raised the corners of her lips and said proudly: "Xiao Tian is my guest. He is charming and elegant, and he is full of knowledge."
