Xiao Yinzi smiled slightly, pretending that he didn't see the confrontation between Wang Shitong and Chu Junlan, he smiled and bowed, and then led Chu Junlan toward the Yangxin Palace.

Wang Shitong clenched her fists tightly, and couldn't help feeling a little panicked. After thinking about it, she asked the palace maids around her: "Can the Sixth Prince enter the palace to pay tribute to Concubine Shu today?"

The palace maid said, "I heard that he is here. Your Highness Six should be in the palace of Concubine Shu."

Wang Shitong then felt a little relieved and nodded, "Let's go and have a walk around casually." She said it was casual, but the direction she went was in the Yong'an Palace where Concubine Shu lived.

Chu Junlan was not directly introduced to the Yangxin Palace, but was arranged to have tea in the side room.

Xiao Yinzi brought the tea bowl with a smile, "Miss Chu, please wait. The emperor is discussing state affairs with several adults at this time. Let me report first."

"I'm sorry, father-in-law." Chu Junlan smiled and took the tea bowl and thanked him politely.

Xiao Yinzi quickly walked out, and Chu Junlan was the only one left in the wing room.

Chu Junlan then waited patiently.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for an hour, judging from the sky with bright paper on the diamond window, it was already full of sunsets outside.

Chu Junlan couldn't understand the emperor's intentions and did not dare to walk around the palace at will. After eating tea, he sat upright in his original position. He analyzed the trip, and then thought about Xiao Xu's life experience. Later, he thought about how to detoxify Xiao Xu. He thought so wildly, time passed quickly.

When the sky got darker, a palace servant came in and took the lights.

Chu Junlan was thinking that he wouldn't go out at this time, and he was afraid that the palace gate would not be able to leave the palace, so Xiao Yinzi came back.

"Miss Chu, congratulations." Xiao Yinzi saluted and congratulated each other.

"The emperor is busy with government affairs and has not taken time to see you, but the emperor said that the Jinyiwei's misconduct and ruined your business in vain, so he will compensate you for the words "Mao Jiren, a master of the country, and hang it in the store to ensure safety."

Chu Junlan hurriedly thanked him in the direction of Yangxin Palace.

The Mao Jiren mentioned by Xiao Yinzi is a master of calligraphy and painting in this dynasty. His calligraphy and painting are worth a thousand gold. He has always been obsessed with calligraphy and painting. He does not care about the world and has a unique spirit and is quite a holy heart. Even Chu Junlan, who is like the original body of Chu Junlan, knows Mao Jiren's reputation.

The emperor's willingness to reward such a painting has been a great compensation for the smashing of the winery.

However, Chu Junlan also found it a little strange.

Since it is for "saving peace", no matter how good Mao Jiren's calligraphy is, it is not as valuable as the calligraphy written by the emperor's emperor.

However, she couldn't ask the emperor why he refused to write on his own, right?

"The emperor ordered me to accompany Miss Chu to Mao Mansion to get the words, and we will go now while the palace gate has not yet been set?"

"Yes, my father-in-law is working hard."

Chu Junlan could only follow Xiao Yinzi and leave the palace with doubts.

It was dark at this time. Xiao Yinzi walked in front of Chu Junlan with a lantern. Seeing that there was no one around, he said in a low voice: "Miss Chu is waiting anxious today, right?"

"Where is it? The emperor is busy with everything, and it is normal for him to wait for a long time."

Xiao Yinzi smiled and said, "Actually, the emperor originally planned to personally recommend the words for the immortals, but Concubine Shu and the Sixth Prince came to pay their respects to the guests. After hearing what the emperor said, he suggested, "The emperor is the true dragon emperor, how can the true dragon emperor's calligraphy be hung everywhere?" The emperor thought about it and changed to the word Mao Guoshou."

Chu Junlan's doubts were immediately resolved. Xiao Yinzi could say these words at all. Since he had the intention to show his kindness, Chu Junlan was not a person who did not know how to repay.

Chu Junlan gave Xiao Yinzi the remaining wine tickets he carried.

Xiao Yinzi's eyes glowed: "Oh, I can't afford it."

"It's not worth it. My father-in-law has worked hard for the emperor. He just invites his father-in-law to have a few glasses of wine. Don't dislike him."

This "several glasses of thin wine" may be worth a thousand taels of silver!

Xiao Yinzi was so happy that he became more and more dedicated. He led Chu Junlan to Mao Jiren's mansion after leaving the palace.

When the servants of the Mao Mansion saw that the insurgent came from the palace, they did not dare to neglect them, so they directly led Chu Junlan and Xiao Yinzi to the brightly lit hall in the house.

"The laboring father-in-law has moved. Mr. Mao is strange in nature. Now he is taking several high disciples to paint. He is not allowed to disturb him. The sky falls and the painting is over. He is talking about it. Therefore, the villain has to be rude."

Xiao Yinzi smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Mao is talented, and some of his personality is common sense."

The group came to the hall and followed the servant to push the door open. What caught my eye was the brightly lit hall.

The furnishings in this hall are completely different from those of other wealthy families.

In the middle, there was a platform about two feet above the ground. A large painting table was placed on it. At this time, a gray-haired and thin old man was sitting cross-legged on the official hat chair behind the painting table and closed his eyes to rest.

Taking the old man's painting as the center of the circle, facing the old man's direction, sixteen large paintings were placed on the inside and outside, showing the appearance of a "Gagram Picture". At this time, sixteen people were painting at the desk.

The servant from Mao's mansion went forward and whispered a few words in Mao Jiren's ear.

Mao Jiren was like an old monk entering into meditation, and said without opening his eyes: "Get back."

The servant was suffocated and hurriedly said, "It is the inner supervisor around the emperor who came to pass on oral orders. The emperor issued an order to ask you to write a few words for the gods."

"Get out. You blocked people's sight!"

The servant was scolded so he had no choice but to step down and salute Xiao Yinzi and Chu Junlan: "Sorry, our husband is such a temperament. When the students were painting, he couldn't stand it."

Xiao Yinzi looked embarrassed, and it was getting late. It was almost time for the palace gate to fall. If he had waited on weekdays, he would have waited, but now he couldn't wait.

The rules for Mao Jiren are still heavy, so he cannot stop students from painting now.

Chu Junlan saw that Xiao Yinzi was embarrassed and smiled and said, "Eunuch Yin will go back to the palace first. I will stay here and wait. The emperor's oral orders cannot be false. Mr. Mao will never resist the orders."

What this said made the people in the Mao Mansion sweat in a cold sweat.

Xiao Yinzi laughed and thought to himself that Miss Chu would really not suffer any losses.

"Since that's the case, I will return to the palace first."

"Eunuch Yin walks slowly."

"Goodbye."

After being polite to both sides, Xiao Yinzi left after being sent by the servants of the Mao Mansion.

Chu Junlan stood outside the "Gaogua" and was bored, so he began to appreciate the paintings made by these great disciples of Mao Jiren.

It doesn't matter when it looks like this, Chu Junlan almost laughed. The paintings of these people are all Mao Ji people.

The shriveled old man sat cross-legged, closed his eyes to rest, and the students around him entered the painting from various angles. However, under the fine brushwork, Mao Jiren was sometimes fairy-like, sometimes seriously distorted, sometimes as beautiful as Pan An, sometimes as Peng Zu. As the saying goes, "Looking horizontally into a ridge and a side into a peak", everyone has different angles, different brushwork, and different drawing effects.

Chu Junlan looked at a person beside him who painted Mao Jiren as Taibai Jinxing, and couldn't help but smile with his lips.

At this moment, Mao Jiren looked up at Chu Junlan and said unhappily: "Why are you laughing? Is my disciple not good at painting?"
Chapter completed!