Beauty has a disease

Chapter 38 Another trouble

If you want to go to prison, you must have the consciousness of going to prison.

"Sister, I will make another little sparrow for you, and you can draw another picture for me?"

In the two adjacent cells, Ember and Incand were still sitting opposite each other across the wooden fence, their surroundings were similar but different.

Bai Chi sat cross-legged, with hay of different lengths scattered around him, his hands were knitting while smoothing, and his fingers kept moving flexibly.

Ember bent one knee, and was surrounded by the other leg bent and placed horizontally. In front of her was a spread of rice paper, some blank and some painted, dotted with ink, and next to her were a few woven grasshoppers and golden cicada.

Ember held the writing brush in her right hand and flipped it lightly. Her fingers were equally nimble, and she didn't care if the ink dots were thrown on her body. She tilted her head sideways to watch the movements of Bai Chi's hand, and asked casually: "I'm not a famous artist, you want mine? What are you painting for?"

"It's beautiful." Bai Chi said it as a matter of course, "I don't know who is famous or not, and I can't tell if the painting skills are good or bad, but I can tell that my sister's paintings are beautiful."

"It looks good and can be sold for money!"

Sell ​​money?

Ember raised her brows slightly, "Are you selling my paintings for money?"

"It's an exchange." Bai Chi emphasized.

"Just use these worthless hay?" Ember pointed, "You must have a good plan."

It was very loud.

"How can you say that?" Bai Chi said, "Hay is free, but I have paid for it. I worked so hard to make it up. It is valuable. In the same way, my sister's pen, ink, paper and inkstone are provided by Mr. Zhan." Yes, it's also free, my sister painted and worked, and it's equally valuable, since they are similar, why can't they be exchanged?"

What you said seems to be quite similar, but, "You are called sophistry."

"Hey, it's almost the same, just take it as a pity that I will go to jail with my sister so that you will not be so lonely?"

Ember chuckled, "Speak less if you can't speak, and be careful of being beaten later."

"Where can it be, I'm fine!"

Ember shook her head with a smile, and stopped moving her hands, "Forget it, it's not a big deal, since if you want to exchange it for money, imitating the style of famous artists is naturally the most suitable, let me think about what to draw..."

To go to prison, one must have the consciousness of going to prison.

The news is blocked, the ears can't hear what's going on outside the window, no one is interrogating, and no one is ill-treating, the guards are polite, and the food provided is not bad. Duan Qingrong goes to the prison at least once a day, every time he comes Come here with food and food, if the movement is restricted and the living environment is poor, Ember is not like going to jail, but more like coming to self-cultivation.

Bai Chi ate and drank along with him, and lived a very comfortable life.

"The days I've lived outside have never been comfortable here." Just after eating, Bai Chi burped and sighed contentedly while stroking his stomach.

"I almost don't want to go out."

You have to run for your livelihood when you go out, but here you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, it's very leisurely.

Of course he knew it was lit by embers.

"You can go out now."

Suddenly a jailer came and opened the cell door of the two.

Bai Chi got up with a grunt, "Brother Jailor, can we really go out?"

"Really, let's go."

It was rare for the jailer to look at Bai Chi, and it was the first time he saw him fattened up in prison.

In contrast, the embers, which are equally delicious and delicious, are the same as when they came in.

Ember swept the dust and grass leaves sticking to her body, and walked out of the cell door first. When she turned her head and saw that Bai Chi was still in a daze, she couldn't help but joked, "I really want to live here?"

Bai Chi came back to his senses, he jumped and rushed out the door, "Of course not!"

After leaving the gate of the cell, the sun was just right outside, the change of light and dark made the eyes close subconsciously, Ember stretched out his hand to block it, and it took a while to get used to it.

Opening his eyes, Zhan Shuyun was dressed in black and stood with his hands behind his back. Bai Chi squatted on the ground covering his nose and screaming. If you look carefully, you can find that his eyelashes are slightly wet. I don't know if it was stabbed by the light or not. It hurts from being hit on the nose.

"The investigation was completed in only six days?"

The case involved a bandit village, and it took six days to go to Qin'an, no matter how fast it was, it would be one-way.

"Of course not, the case has stalled."

It involves a lot, and stagnation is also reasonable.

It was just a suspect in the first place, but there is still no evidence to prove that it is a suspect. Naturally, Dali Temple can't be closed forever, not to mention that Duanfu is working inside, and it will be a matter of time before the embers come out.

"Be careful when you go back." Zhan Shuyun suddenly instructed.

"Is it because of this incident, or is there something new?"

Naturally, Ember would not feel that Zhan Shuyun would order such words for no reason.

She leans more towards the latter.

Sure enough, "Recently, someone in Beijing reported to the government that their daughter was missing and her whereabouts were unknown. After investigation, it was found that women and children also disappeared in towns around Gyeonggi Province, and the time was earlier. It is speculated that the perpetrators are the same."

"There is more than one case of a missing woman in Beijing. From ordinary people to rich, her status is constantly rising, which is quite rampant."

Committing crimes against the wind is indeed rampant.

"Take more people with you when you go out."

"I have hidden guards."

Zhan Shuyun glanced at her, "Then why didn't you see your hidden guard attack when you ascended the fairy tower?"

"The dark guards are also occasionally negligent."

"What kind of hidden guard do you want, just ask me, I'm very cheap!"

Zhan Shuyun and Yu Jin walked out while talking, Bai Chi hurriedly caught up after recovering, and couldn't help recommending himself when he heard this.

Ember looked at him, "Are you really dependent on me?"

Bai Chi waved his hand, "Where is it, it's just to make money, you pay for it, I contribute, and I will keep you safe."

At this moment, Bai Chi obviously forgot the hand that Ember showed at the lantern festival.

Ember refused, and Bai Chi talked to Zhan Shuyun again, "My lord, what did you eat to grow up, and how did you exercise? When I came out and bumped into it, it was like hitting a wall!"

"It's really hard." Bai Chi commented.

Zhan Shuyun glanced at him calmly, Bai Chi silently touched his nose and kept silent.

Duan Qingrong was already waiting outside the gate of the Dali Temple government office, after Yu Jin bid farewell and got into the carriage, Bai Chi shouted loudly: "Sister, my money!"

Naturally, it was about the remuneration negotiated in the Immortal Tower.

Ember lifted the curtain of the car, "Come to Duan Mansion anytime to find me."

After saying those words, the wheels of the carriage started to whirl, and quickly disappeared around the corner.

Bai Chi also said goodbye, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhan Shuyun's shadow at the door, he couldn't help curling his lips, and went straight to the painting and calligraphy shop.

"Little brother, where did you get this painting?"

"We don't ask where the painting came from. Shopkeeper, just estimate how much this painting is worth, and give it to me in taels of silver."

Bai Chi saw that the shopkeeper looked back and forth between the two paintings, nodding and shaking his head, sometimes frowning, sometimes amazed, so he didn't know whether the painting was too precious or too ordinary.

The shopkeeper didn't take his eyes off the painting, "Little brother, do you know Mr. Changhe?"

He doesn't know Mr. Changhe and Mr. Short River.

However, seeing the shopkeeper's series of reactions, Bai Chi made a plan and decided to take a gamble.

"Oh, if the Chang He I know is the same person as Mr. Chang He mentioned by the shopkeeper, then it should be counted as acquaintance."

The tone of the flat narrative finally made the shopkeeper look him squarely.

The shopkeeper opened his eyes wide, "Really know each other?"

Incandescent is right now.

He is more relaxed.

"Of course, these two paintings were given to me after he lost a bet with me, and he didn't even frame them."

　Thanks to You Jue, Shi Jin, -1, Maverick Tree, Sleeping with Flowers, Su Ran, Cloud Computing under the Galaxy, and intimate recommendation tickets!

　　


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