The Zhang family's hanging painting that was recorded in Man Ji became the key to solving the case. After Zhan Zhao and others returned to Kaifeng Prefecture, Man Muhua personally sent the hanging painting.

Zhan Zhao hung the painting in the yard, and everyone came to visit and admired it and concluded that it was something that was an ugly painting!

Man Muhua was in a good mood and thought that Kaifeng Mansion would be best to confiscate this painting, so that he could hang a picture of the snow queen that he bought from Lin Xiao at a high price recently. That painting is worthy of his Man Muhua's aesthetic.

After Man Muhua left the painting, he left, and led Tianzun and Yin Hou away by the way... When Tianzun heard that Lin Xiao had helped draw Zhang Dahua, he followed him to read it.

Mr. Yin seemed to be quite interested, so he followed him.

Zhan Zhao was quite curious and asked Bao Yan and Pang Yu, "Lin Xiao was so lazy, why did he spend so much effort to draw a picture? He was short of money recently?"

Pang Yu spread his hands, "Mr. Lin's great-grandson daughter was born. The old man wanted to bury two jars of daughter Hong for his great-grandson daughter at home. So when she got married, she dug out a dowry. Lin Xiao was the most filial to the old man. He went to Taibaiju to discuss with the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper said that he could order the best daughter Hong for him from Shaoxing, but that was expensive!"

Bai Yutang also nodded, "That wine is indeed expensive, it takes a tank of it ten years."

"Only one tank was brewed in ten years?" Zhan Zhao was curious, "What size is the tank?"

Bai Yutang gestured, "It's a little bigger than the wine jar."

Zhan Zhao opened his mouth wide.

"In fact, it won't take that long to make wine. The main reason is that the bad ones are smashed out. Hundreds of tanks of rice and hundreds of tanks of ground can be drunk as wine!" said the little marquis, "Isn't it easy for Lin Xiao to ask for money? Go and see the people who line up at the gate of Taixue every day to ask for painting."

Everyone nodded. This was true. At least dozens of wealthy families were waiting to ask for paintings at the entrance of the Taixue School every day. It was also because things were rare. Lin Xiaoqi's lazy personality and inimitable painting style made his paintings extremely precious and valuable.

"Chunhua came to the door and shouted, saying that Lin Xiao was going to draw, so he only drew one, bidding, whoever gave the best for the family to draw." Pang Yu spread his hands, "So he remembered that he was rich! Man Muhua was willing to spend money, so he ordered the only one, which was the Kaifeng City where the snow was clear, which was so beautiful!"

Bao Yan also nodded, "Wang Qi also mentioned the words. If Man Muhua used that painting as a family heirloom, it would probably be more valuable than his shop in a hundred years!"

Everyone sighed that Lin Xiao's painting skills are really something God appreciates, but he is also in love with Master Lin Xiao and is more filial than his own son.

"Talking about Master Lin..." Zhan Zhao thought for a while, "Does he have time these two days?"

Bao Yan and Pang Yu nodded. Both of them were very clever and asked Zhan Zhao, "Do you want the old man to come and see this painting?"

Zhan Zhao nodded.

Everyone thought it would be a try, so Zhao Pu asked the Shadow Guard to invite someone.

Bai Yutang suggested, "Or what if you may know, please come and have a look?"

Zhan Zhao felt that his idea was good, so Zhao Pu sent the Shadow Guard to find his mother and Gu Lieqing. It happened that Lord Bao, Grand Master Pang and Eighth Prince also came.

About an hour later, several old men and ladies in the yard of Kaifeng Mansion sat down and started to take turns to hug Xiao Sizi, and then chat about family matters.

The little Sizi pointed to the painting and asked everyone to see it. As a result, the old men and women said, "Oh my God!" What an ugly painting, right? Is this Pang Yu?

The little marquis looks at the sky.

"Isn't this a fishtail ferry?"

After taking a closer look, Gu Lieqing frowned. The old lady's eyes were not very good. She walked closer and looked carefully, and asked her daughter, "Is that right?"

Xigulu's second sister also nodded, "Yes! The pattern of fishtail ferry!"

Lin Xiao and his classmates also came with them, holding teacups and studying the painting. The talented men made a similar judgment to Gongsun Bai Yutang. This painting should be a rubbing painting, not a hand-painted work.

"If you want to rubbing...wooden prints?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"It may not be a wooden board, but it may be a stone board or even a jade carving." Master Lin had different opinions.

Wang Qi seems to be very knowledgeable about rubbing, saying that the colored lines on the drawing paper have a slight overflow of color, which means that the board does not absorb color, and it should not be a wooden board, but it is not like iron or copper. The possibility of stone slabs and jade boards is greater.

When talking about jade, everyone couldn't help but think of the yellow stone jade shop, and Cui Cheng who died in the palace...

Zhan Zhao asked Gu Lieqing where the saying "Fishtail Ferry" is popular in the Western Regions, and whether there is anyone who uses Fishtail Ferry to make dowry for his daughter.

Gu Lieqing thought for a while and said, "Maybe there is really!"

"Which place? Will this thing be used as a tribute?"

"This probably won't be..." Gu Lieqing shook his head, "This painting is not good-looking if it's a tribute! And if it's a dowry, this family should love his daughter very much."

Everyone sighed, but there was still no clue.

Left a group of old men and women continued to drink tea and chat and tease Xiao Sizi. Zhan Zhao and others went out and prepared to take a walk to the alley.

The boxes of gold treasures in Liang Qiaoyu's old house have not yet been clearly known, and what Zhan Zhao and others care even more about is what the old man who chased the guy who beat him all over the place was saying.

After passing through the bustling streets of Kaifeng Prefecture and coming to the desolate alley no matter how you look, everyone was a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Pu held his hands behind his back and said, "I feel like some empty cities in the Western Regions, with a strong yin energy."

"When it comes to Yin Qi," Zhan Zhao asked Gongsun, "Why does it feel a gloomy feeling when there are more dead people?"

Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu also looked over. As a doctor, Gongsun always insisted that monsters and monsters do not exist, but the feeling of Yin Qi Sen is very real. How can we explain this?

Gongsun hugged his arm, "Well, although I don't believe in ghosts and gods, there are some reasons for the things that have been passed down from ancient times to the present. In addition, all things in the world are mutually reunited. If there is yang energy, there will be yin energy. If there is vitality, there will be a will to die. It cannot be explained in just a few words, nor can it be decided by disbelief."

Everyone was nodding while listening, when Gongsun suddenly had a squinted sound, which made everyone's eyes tremble.

Gongsun also wondered, "Oh, I heard that Xiao Sizi had been 'da' for a day today and was taken a deviant!"

Zhan Zhao seemed to have the same feeling and nodded, "It's easy to be led to the wrong way!"

Zhao Pu and Bai Yutang looked at each other tacitly, and they could not be led by the way even if they died!

...

When he arrived at the house that the man from Manji said, Zhan Zhao reached out to knock on the door. Zhao Pu and Gongsun dodged back and hid behind him and Bai Yutang.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang turned around and looked at them in confusion.

Gongsun whispered, "Didn't you hear the old man say that the old man wants to hit someone?"

Zhao Pu also nodded. If he was knocked and couldn't fight with an old man who was powerless, he would be very disadvantageous.

The fifth master thought about it and pulled Zhan Zhao.

Guard Zhan looked back at the three people hiding behind him in a row, squinting their eyes - you guys who are not loyal!

Bai Yutang touched Zhan Zhao's head, and that meant - do you love everyone! Go!

Zhan Zhao had no choice but to knock on the door.

After a while, I heard footsteps coming from the door, and then the door opened, an old man looked out and was slightly stunned.

"Ah! Isn't this Lord Zhan? Come and check Qiao Niang's case again?" The old man smiled at Zhan Zhao, with kind eyes.

Zhan Zhao always liked the old man and greeted him politely. The old man smiled and invited everyone inside.

"Mr. Gongsun is here too?" The old man pointed at his leg, "My old arms and legs are always hurting on my left knee recently..."

Gongsun asked him to sit down and diagnose his pulse. He said it was rheumatism. He took out an acupuncture bag to give him acupuncture, and the others also sat and chatted.

Because the old man had no one else at home, Zhan Zhao ran to bring a teapot and a teacup.

The old man asked everyone for their purpose.

Zhan Zhao did not hide it and briefly explained the matter.

After hearing this, the old man sighed, but instead of picking up the crutch to hit someone, he asked, "The little brother I beaten is okay? Actually, it's not his business to think about it."

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other, and Gongsun asked curiously while giving the old man acupuncture, "Why did the old man say that there will be retribution for the full memory?"

The old man said, "A few days ago, a thief came into my house."

Bai Yutang and Zhao Pu didn’t understand whether the old man suddenly changed the topic, or was it related to what they said before... The thief was involved?

"I heard a serene sound in the middle of the night, and thought it was a rat. When I came out of the bedroom, I found a man in black who was rummaging through the wooden box where I put things." The old man smiled, "I also thought it was fresh, so I told him that the box was full of my family's relics, and the words of silver were in the cabinet."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, feeling that the old man was in a miserable state.

"But he looked back at me and didn't ask me for money, nor did he hurt me. He just asked me if the Jiu-stringed zither that Yaoqin had used in the next door had been here with me, and he wanted to take it away." The old man sighed softly, "I'll give it to him."

Everyone was a little puzzled - that is, isn't it a thief? Are they here to get the piano?

"The Yaoqin next door?" Zhan Zhao was puzzled.

The old man sighed when he said this, "I'm also doing something wrong... it's all my fault!"

Gongsun patted him on the back, telling him not to be excited, and said slowly.

The old man said, "That day I brought Monji's candy cake and gave it to my family for food, but I just left the house. Yaoqin happened to be back. She rarely left the palace and came home. I knew that she loved Monji's candy cake the most, so I gave her that piece, and ended up killing the girl! Otherwise, she would still live well and I would go with my family, so I would not have to suffer for so many years."

After hearing the old man's words, Zhan Zhao and others comforted the old man without blame himself. They could not blame him for such a thing. But on the other hand, they were attracted by a word the old man said - leaving the palace?

"Does Yaoqin live next door to the old man's house?" Zhan Zhao asked, "Is she a person from the palace?"

The old man nodded and said, "Well, Yaoqin lives next door. The girl has a miserable life. Her parents die at such a young age. She relies on playing the piano for a restaurant and teahouse to make a living. She is beautiful and good at piano... Later, she was attracted by the palace and went to the palace to be a piano master. Life became better... I blame me, it's all my fault!"

Gongsun poked the old man a few needles in the head, really afraid that he would be overly excited.

After he calmed down, Zhan Zhao asked in detail about Yaoqin and Zhang Qin.

As far as the old man knows, Yaoqin is just a stage name, and he doesn't know his real name very well. She moved here after she entered the palace and chose a piano master. She is a neighbor and will teach his grandson to play the piano and talk about some past events. Time passed too long, and the old man was not very clear about Yaoqin's past, but when it comes to that piano...

Zhan Zhao asked the old man to describe it, and the old man said, "It's Zhang Yuweiqin."

Everyone was stunned on the spot - it was the fishtail again? Is it still over?

"Then why are you hitting the guy who is full of me?" Zhao Pu asked curiously.

The old man frowned and said, "When the thief took the piano and left, he told me that the real murderer was not Xu Ji! Xu Ji's whole family died in vain!"
To be continued...