Mrs. Huarui was a little embarrassed. After all, what she wanted to paint was a portrait of her deceased husband. This could not be known to outsiders. She was now living in the inner court of the palace. If she wanted to go out to look for her, it would be difficult for her to avoid leaking the news. Moreover, that person was also

You may not be able to keep it secret for yourself. Once it is leaked, it will be over.

Mrs. Huarui's heart, which had been ignited with hope, immediately sank. It seemed that in the final analysis, this was still a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, and could not become a reality.

Leng Yi looked at her and whispered: "Are you okay? My Majesty."

Mrs. Huarui forced a smile and said: "Let's talk about this later. Come with me, and I will take you to pay homage to Zhang Xian."

"Okay, thank you!" Leng Yi stood up and followed Mrs. Huarui out of the Buddhist hall and went around to the back. There was another courtyard. Dasha, a tall and strong nun, stood at the door. When he saw them coming, he smiled hurriedly and naively.

He smiled: "Senior sister! Master Leng!"

Mrs. Huarui nodded and led Leng Yi into the courtyard.

Passing through the patio, you are faced with a row of rooms. The layout is different from that of an ordinary house. There is no main hall for entertaining guests, and there is only a large room in the middle. There are two rows of wing rooms on both sides.

Mrs. Huarui opened the door of the main room and stepped in.

Leng Yi followed him in and saw that the room was very empty. There was a simple wooden bed in the back, a table and chairs by the window, and a bookshelf next to it, filled with layers of thread-bound books. In the middle of the room

There is also a round table with tea sets. On the white wall facing the wall, there is a Chinese painting portrait. It is a man, quite handsome, holding a bow in his left hand. He holds a projectile in his right hand, looking forward with bright eyes.

.

Leng Yi looked at the portrait. He was very surprised. He looked at Huarui and asked Mrs. Huarui: "The person in the portrait..., could it be... Zhang Xian, the god who gives birth to children?"

Mrs. Huarui nodded and said: "Exactly, is it the same as in your dream...?"

"There are sixty-seven points of resemblance! No wonder he looks so familiar to me!" Leng Yi high-fived, "Does the empress want to draw his portrait?"

"yes."

Leng Yi thought for a while and said: "I am about the same height, short, fat and thin as him, but my appearance is different. However, if it is just for the portrait, I can pretend to be similar to him."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huarui couldn't help but ignited hope again, looked at him and said, "Really?"

"Well, I don't dare to say that it can be a ten-point elephant, but it should be a sixty-seven-point elephant."

"That's great!" Mrs. Huarui was even more happy. "Actually, this painting doesn't really look like it, but I don't know how to make it look more like it. It would be great if I had your ability.

.”

"Have you also met Zhang Xian?"

Mrs. Huarui was stunned for a moment, knowing that she had spilled the beans. She hurriedly covered it up and said, "Yes, I saw it in my dream, so I drew it. However, my painting skills are limited and I cannot draw better."

Leng Yi said: "Is this okay? Give me this portrait. I will find a way to dress myself up like this, and then you can help me sew a set of Zhang Xian's robes according to the portrait. I will wear them then.

, you can just follow the drawing and then embroider it.”

Mrs. Huarui asked curiously: "You can also draw a portrait of yourself?"

Leng Yi's phone has a delayed Selfie function, so he can of course take photos of himself. He nodded and said, "Just look at the bronze mirror."

Mrs. Huarui hesitated for a moment. She subconsciously felt that this was very risky. However, Leng Yi's lifelike portrait impressed her so deeply that she had never dreamed of having such a lifelike portrait of her late husband. She pondered for a moment and decided to take a risk.

Mrs. Huarui stepped forward, took down the portrait, took off the scroll, leaving only the portrait, folded it, handed it to Leng Yi, and said: "You must keep this matter secret, no one can say it! You must swear!"

"I swear! If I say it, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"

"Well, I believe you. How long do you need?"

"It's hard to tell. I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Okay, you can worship this child-giving fairy at home these days. You will definitely be happy to have a baby."

Leng Yi was overjoyed and thanked her profusely. He put the portrait into his arms and said, "In the past few days, I have asked Yu Si to tell the empress the embroidery method for this kind of portrait of mine. This method is very special and different from ordinary ones. Only

Only by using this method can I embroider out the realistic feeling of my paintings. Because my paintings can only be done with my special painting tools and cannot be painted on rice paper. So you must learn this embroidery method.

, you can embroider it yourself. Of course, if you trust Yusi and are willing to let her help, that’s fine too.”

Mrs. Huarui naturally didn't want more people to know about this matter. She said: "It's better to let her teach me, because I may embroider more than one piece. If not, I will always trouble her."

"Okay! I'll tell her."

Mrs. Huarui said: "It's getting late. There are only three of us nuns here. It's not convenient for you to stay here. Please come back."

Leng Yi hurriedly agreed, and went out to the wing to meet Yu Si, telling her that she had been to Nanke Temple during the day to teach Mrs. Huarui embroidery. Then he left Nanke Temple.

Leng Yi first came to Zhao Guangyi's palace. Zhao Guangyi immediately summoned him and asked nervously: "How is it? Did she agree to let me take Zhang Tianshi and others in?"

Leng Yi shook his head: "Wei Chen hasn't said anything about this yet."

"Why?"

"What I say now, do the officials think she will agree to it?"

Zhao Guangyi nodded frequently: "Yes, if you say it now, she will definitely not agree, but will drive you away. I have asked people to tell you before, and this is the result. - So what are you going to do now?"

"This matter cannot be rushed. We must boil the frog in warm water."

"What's the meaning?"

"Just take your time. If you put the frog directly into hot water, it will escape immediately. However, if you put the frog in cold water and slowly heat it, the frog will not notice it. By the time it notices it, it has already been

Burned to death."

"Yeah! That makes sense." Zhao Guangyi said, "Then what are you going to do specifically?"

"First of all, we must gain the trust of Concubine Huarui, be able to talk to her, and even have a heart-to-heart talk with her, so that we can slowly tell him about the official culture, Taoism and military strategy, and so on. Wait until we are sure that he no longer resents giving in.

After the official enters Nanke Temple, if you mention this matter to him again, then it will be a matter of course."

Zhao Guangyi nodded repeatedly: "Very good! Although this method will be slower, the probability of success will be higher. That's it. Have you gained her trust?"

"It's still early. She ignored my words. However, she let me go into the temple and chatted for a while. She offered to let me teach her painting, and I have agreed. And I left the embroiderer Yusi.

When I get to her place, I will first teach her embroidery. At the same time, I will also prepare some tools for teaching her painting and then teach her painting. It may take some time. When the time comes, I will need to use the painting tools I gave to the official."

"There's no problem! You can just take it when the time comes. During this time, you can just be busy with this matter and don't worry about anything else. When things make progress, tell me!"

"I obey," Leng Yi agreed. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Then... what should we do about the haunting in Nanke Temple?"

"Don't worry, I've already asked Master Zhang about this. He said it doesn't matter for the time being. He will do something nearby to prevent the ghost from coming out. So, there won't be any big danger for the time being."

After Leng Yi reported his plan, he left the palace and returned home.

Xiao Zhouhou has been staying with Zhuo Qiao Niang, and Leng Yi will not visit her unless he has something to do, so as not to make irresponsible remarks.

He changed into casual clothes and was about to go out. Taoist Wu Mei and other guards followed him. They were also all dressed in casual clothes, and they were cheering in front of him.

Leng Yi shook his folding fan and came to the "Xinghuang Restaurant" in the capital. This was the place where Bai Hong had agreed to contact him. Since arriving in the capital, this was the first time for Leng Yi to come to the Xinghuang Restaurant, and Bai Hong seemed to have disappeared.

After that, he never came to see Leng Yi again. It was as if he had forgotten the important task that Leng Yi was worried about, and he did not tell Leng Yi.

Leng Yi came to the door and looked up. This Xinghuang Restaurant was almost the same as the one in Bazhou. It was also an ordinary restaurant with a very elegant decoration, but there were not many customers inside.

When the clerk at the door saw them, he didn't come over to say hello, as if he wasn't very interested in doing their business.

Leng Yi said to Taoist Wu Mei and the other guards: "I want to go in alone to eat. I want to be quiet. You don't have to follow me. Just stay outside."

Taoist Wu Mei and others were a little hesitant, but they were hired guards and of course they had to act in accordance with their employer's requirements. They should protect them without hindering their employer's actions. They had not encountered any danger in the few months they had been in the capital.

.So I wasn’t very nervous. I agreed and arranged people to be on guard everywhere.

Leng Yi stepped in, and the waiter came up to receive him. His attitude was lukewarm: "Sir, what would you like to eat?"

"Are there any seats?"

"Yes, please come upstairs!"

Leng Yi stepped upstairs, looked around and no one was paying attention, stopped, and whispered to the man following him: "Is Bai Hong here?"

The waiter immediately stopped and looked at him: "Sir, what did you say?"

"If she is here, please go and tell her that Black Rainbow is here."

The waiter trembled, glanced at Leng Yi, and his expression immediately became very respectful: "It turns out to be Master Hei. Master Bai has been talking about you for a long time. It's a coincidence that you are here today. Master Bai just came back last night."

.I have been out for more than half a month. I came a day early and still can’t see you. Please ask me to sit in the private room first."

He asked Leng Yi to sit in a private seat, ordered another waiter to serve tea, and then left in a hurry.

After a moment, the door of the private room was pushed open with a creak, and Bai Hong strolled in. She was not wearing a human skin mask, she was elegant, noble, and unparalleled in beauty. Leng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

Bai Hong smiled sweetly and said, "Why, don't you recognize me?"

Leng Yi stood up hurriedly: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you are more beautiful than before. I really don't dare to recognize you."

Bai Hong's pretty face turned red, and she said angrily: "You entered the palace and became a royal belt, and you learned to be so glib?"

Leng Yi was slightly surprised: "You know everything about me?"

"I don't think everyone knows that a young county magistrate suddenly became a popular person among officials, and a civil servant became a sword-carrying guard in front of the emperor. For such a big thing, the capital has long been clamoring for it.

Even the deaf heard it, let alone me."

Leng Yi said with a smile: "That's so exaggerated."

"Come to me if you have something to do, or have a drink if you have nothing to do?"

"Of course I came here to have a drink with you. I miss you so much since I haven't seen you in these days."
To be continued...