Zhao Pu brought Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang to the villa and saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl drinking tea in the yard, and Chen Xing'er was chatting with her.

Gongsun had already painted a portrait, and Lord Bao sat aside, frowned and looked at the painting.

Zhan Zhao recognized the little girl at first sight, "Xiao Qi?"

Sitting there was Chen Qiqi who was taken out of the palace by Zhao Pu. She didn't have to pretend to be a little eunuch when she left the palace. She changed her original clothes, and the same outfit that the apprentices of Tengxiang Pavilion wore was brisk.

Zhan Zhao introduced to Bai Yutang.

Most of the wicks used in Kaifeng Mansion are produced by Tengxiang Pavilion. Xiaoqi has come here a few times occasionally and knows Zhan Zhao.

Lord Bao showed the portrait of Gongsun through Xiaoqi's description and gave Zhan Zhao the picture he drew, and asked, "Does Zhan Guard, what do you think?"

Zhan Zhao took the portrait in confusion and took a look, and immediately frowned.

Bai Yutang also looked over and saw that the person on the portrait was an old man with a thin face and a scar on one side of the bridge of his nose.

Zhan Zhao was stunned, "Huh? This is not..."

"Zhou Zanghai." Lord Bao frowned, "I really didn't expect it."

"Who is Zhou Zanghai?" Bai Yutang felt a little familiar.

"You have never seen anyone, you should have seen paintings." Zhan Zhao reminded.

In one sentence, Bai Yutang really reminded him, "Oh... is he the imperial painter?"

"He is the leader of the imperial painter." Gongsun said, "The old man is good at calligraphy, painting, carving and writing... in short, everything is good."

Bai Yutang has indeed seen this person's calligraphy and paintings, "Did the imperial painter be in the palace all year round?"

"Yeah." Zhao Pu nodded, "but he doesn't wear white normally, he always wears black, and he doesn't come out much in the painting academy, but I remember this scar."

As he said that, Zhao Pu touched the side of his nose.

Lord Bao nodded, "The prince is meticulous and remembers that this mansion almost couldn't remember."

"Not surprising." Zhao Pu smiled slightly, "because I made the scar."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Zhao Pu in surprise.

Zhao Pu shrugged, "I still remember when I was a child, he painted a portrait of me. For some reason, others said they looked like me, but I didn't think they looked like me at all. I have hated that old man since I was a child."

Gongsun wondered, "Zhou Zanghai's wonderful painting skills, why would you not draw like it..."

"Zhao Zhen said it didn't look like it either." Zhao Pu was angry, "The smelly old man drew me like a ghost."

"Then others say they look like it?" Gongsun was surprised.

Zhao Pu pointed to his eyes, "It's the look of eyes! The eyes he drew were like ferocious beasts, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became."

Gongsun frowned, "That should have been intentional."

"Do you think so too?" Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows, "I've seen the paintings he drew for others, and I'm sure he did it on purpose."

"What then?" Gongsun asked.

"At that time, the Empress Dowager was still Empress Liu." Zhao Pu said to himself, "Once... Zhou Zanghai listened to Empress Liu's meaning and drew a portrait of Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen was about seven years old that year. When I passed by, I saw him painting. After just one look, I knew he was doing bad things."

"What does it mean?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

"No matter how I look at it, I think Zhao Zhen looks very similar in the painting, but his spirit is particularly good, and he looks a bit like a small animal."

Everyone was stunned.

Zhao Pu sneered, "Think about it later, he painted seven-pointed people and three-pointed people like raccoon cats."

Everyone opened their mouths and took a breath - everyone knew about the raccoon changing to the prince, and this was simply unpredictable.

"Although I didn't know that thing back then, I didn't like it. The old man was indeed a clever man. He just wrote a few strokes to paint a child who was originally pretty good, and was scheming and suspicious. When it comes to the matter of changing the prince of the raccoon, if Queen Liu saw this portrait, she would not be afraid of Zhao Zhen. She would have been unable to sleep or eat. She could even dream of seeing the face of the raccoon's face, and felt that if the child was raised, if he knew the truth about that year, he would definitely seek revenge on himself."

"Is he scaring Empress Liu?" Gongsun asked.

"It's better to say that it's hinting that Empress Liu gets rid of Zhao Zhen." Bai Yutang spoke.

Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows and nodded, "I had this feeling of bad intentions when I was a child."

"What are you doing?" Zhan Zhao asked curiously.

Zhao Pu smiled, "I accidentally kicked a stone in his face and hit the bridge of his nose."

Everyone knew it, obviously it wasn't "accidental"... That scar was left at that time, no wonder Zhao Pu remembered it clearly.

Zhao Pu was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Actually, I kicked his eyes at the time."

Everyone was confused.

"I originally thought that if I was kicked, I would definitely wrap my eyes up. He would be unable to draw for a while, but who knew that he suddenly moved and hit the bridge of his nose." Zhao Pu said, touching his chin, "Actually, now that he thinks about it, he might be good at martial arts, and then he instinctively avoided... But if he avoided it completely, it might arouse my suspicion, so he hesitated for a while, and as a result, the scar was left."

Everyone nodded, and there were indeed traces before and after the contact, which could lead to many suspicious points.

"What about that portrait later?" Gongsun asked.

"I asked the imperial physician to take him away and then he threw him into the river." Zhao Pu said, "I warned him later, and then he disappeared, trying not to appear in front of me and Zhao Zhen."

"How did you warn him?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"Oh, I just greeted him when I met him again, and then said, "You seem to have a lot of secrets." Are you a bad guy?" Zhao Pu replied.

Everyone laughed. For a teenager in his teenage years old, this is normal. The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional, not to mention that Zhou Zanghai may really have ulterior motives.

"Is that person who attacked you secretly in the palace also him?" Gongsun asked.

Zhao Pu thought for a while, "Probably..."

"If he knows how to be shocked by the wind..." Bai Yutang said, "It is very likely that it is him! He can do a lot of things with the wind, including all kinds of pretending to be a god. Is it him who pretending to be a god behind the Qige case?"

Everyone thinks the possibility is very high.

"What is his purpose?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

Bai Yutang picked up the portrait and looked at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao nodded.

Everyone was tacit, it seemed... it was necessary to ask a few old seniors to look at this portrait and recognize the person on the portrait. Is it the enemy of the past?

...

Gongsun found a piece of paper and pasted the scar on Zhou Zanghai's nose, and everyone took the portrait to the next yard.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the yard, I heard the noise inside.

Everyone was stunned. What are these old men doing? I still have to sleep so late.

Bai Yutang walked into the door suspiciously and took a look, then silently retreated, with his expression that he seemed to be very reluctant to go in.

Zhan Zhao was curious, looked at him, speechless... No wonder he heard the raucous sound, and it turned out that there was a table in the yard. Tianzun, Yin Hou, Master Wusha and Yao Changtian were playing horse hangers, which was so lively.

Six days ago, I leaned against the vine couch beside me, probably just changed and was drinking a little wine.

While everyone was hesitating whether to go in, Gongsun suddenly rushed in and shouted, "You guys are 600 years old together. Are you wrong? It's almost dawn and you still don't sleep. Don't want to live?! People who are over 100 years old are not allowed to play horses? What should I do if I'm crazy? And you!" Tianzun pointed at the 6-day cold with the wine glass, " Stay up late and drink? You think you are in your early twenties! Let me go!"

After Gongsun finished roaring, there was silence at the scene. The wine was spilled for 6 days. Tianzun hid behind Yin Hou. Yin Hou scratched his head, and Master Wusha chanted Amitabha Buddha directly. It turned out that his Xiaolinzi was too gentle compared to Gongsun.

Yao Changtian also looked at Zhao Pu - so fierce!

Zhan Zhao and others stood at the door and silently calculated the ages of several people - they were 600, and they deserved to be scolded...

Several old men obediently put away their horse pendants and prepared to go to bed.

"Slow down!" Gongsun pointed to the stool.

The five of them went back to sit back.

Gongsun prescribed Zhang Fangzi, called Chen Xing'er, and said to several old men, "Wait for a while, I will ask Chen Xing'er to cook a calming medicine for you, and sleep until the sun is over and up again."

Several old men scratched their faces and looked at their apprentices.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang held back their laughter and walked in with gloating.

Zhao Pu also walked in and put the drawings on the table, "Look at this before drinking the Anshen Soup. Do you know anyone?" After saying that, he patted Gongsun's shoulder, which meant - to Shunmao.

A group of old people came over to look at the drawings.

After watching it, Tianzun blinked, "Who?"

Although Zhan Zhao and others were also a little mentally prepared, they still couldn't help but feel disappointed - don't you know each other...

But then Yin Hou touched his chin and said to himself, "Have you seen it somewhere?"

"I also think it looks familiar." Liu Tianhan also spoke.

A few old men started to grab the portrait and finally heard a "sharp".

Look again... the portrait was torn into five and a half.

Gongsun's mouth twitched.

The old men looked at Gongsun tremblingly.

Gongsun came back to his senses and saw the eyes of several old men, scratching his head awkwardly, "Draw another one very quickly."

Several old men breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
To be continued...