After hearing what Su Fengnuan said, Ye Chang shook his head decisively.
Su Fengnuan looked at him, "Huh?"
Ye Chang said, "Probably not anymore. If you were in the past, and your skills had not reached the level of returning to the original, there might be someone higher than you. Now, in the whole world, I am afraid it will be difficult to find a second one."
Su Fengnuan said, "If that's the case, then, is there any other way for a person to hide his skills? Not to be found out?"
Ye Chang asked, "Is there any saying about vein lock in ancient books?"
Su Fengnuan sat up suddenly, and said, "There is a saying that locking the pulse of a person's body is no different from ordinary people, but it consumes a lot of martial arts. A person who locks the pulse cannot unlock it for three days."
Ye Chang said, "Patriarch Lin's death to Dingxiang shows that the skill of that person's Raging Flame Palm is not as good as that of Concubine Yue, otherwise the body would not be intact."
Su Fengnuan nodded, and asked, "Where is Patriarch Lin's body? Is it still in the Lin Mansion?"
Ye Chang said, "Lin Zhixiao sent someone from the palace to the Lin Mansion, temporarily sealed Patriarch Lin's coffin, and built a coffin. It's winter now, and it can be kept for ten days without ice."
Su Fengnuan said, "You haven't seen Ding Xiang's body, I let Qian Han arrange it, now you and I go and see who she had contact with before she died."
Ye Chang nodded.
Su Fengnuan got out of bed and went out of the room with Ye Chang.
Qian Han placed Ding Xiang's body in Su Fengnuan's courtyard. After the two arrived, Ding Xiang's body was laid flat on the ground.
Ye Chang approached her, cut off a part of her sleeve with his hand, held it in his hand, smelled it, then threw it down, took out a juan handkerchief, wiped his hands, and said warmly to Su Feng, "The fragrance of the jade man, how about you?" It has the rest of the rouge gouache smell, which is very mixed."
Su Fengnuan nodded, "So, both Sun Qingxue and Shen Zhilan are really suspected."
Ye Chang nodded.
Su Fengnuan asked, "What about this person?"
Ye Chang said, "She was sent by Feng Sheng, so she is naturally inseparable from Concubine Yue, and now there is no need to investigate her master. Throw it to the mass grave."
Su Fengnuan nodded, and said without objection, "She deserved what happened to her."
Qian Han waved his hand to invite a person, that person took Lilac, left the Su Mansion, and rushed to the mass grave outside the city.
It was noon, Su Fengnuan and Ye Chang had lunch in the Su Mansion before returning to the Rong An Palace.
After the two entered the gate of the mansion, Su Fengnuan said to Ye Chang, "Last night, I was disturbed by you, and I haven't seen the painting I brought back from the treasury."
Ye Chang said, "I watched it early this morning, and you can take a look when you go back to your room later."
Su Fengnuan raised his eyebrows, "Have you read it? How is it?"
Ye Chang shook his head, "I didn't find anything. Maybe you have traveled a lot these years and have seen a lot. You have been to Lingshan in the past. Maybe you can find something."
Su Fengnuan nodded.
The two returned to the main courtyard and entered the back room. Ye Chang took out the painting from the box and displayed it on the table.
This is a panorama of Lingshan weaving more than 20 years ago. How glorious was Lingshan back then? It has taken over the weaving industry in the entire Southern Qi and even the whole world. But five years ago, the plague spread across Lingshan, and then there was no tile left.
This painting is very long. When it is unfolded, it is six feet long and three feet wide. The table falls under the waterfall, and part of it rests on the ground.
Su Fengnuan looked at the painting and said to Ye Chang, "I'm afraid it will take three full days to make such a painting."
Ye Chang shook his head, "It's not three days, it's one day."
Su Fengnuan was surprised, "One day? How can one person do it?"
Ye Chang said, "It's not just one person, there is also Uncle Guo. My father is good at drawing people, and Uncle Guo is good at painting scenery and objects. The two can be united as one and can also divide the work."
Su Fengnuan praised and said, "This looks like a handwriting of one person."
Ye Chang sighed softly, "Uncle Guo and father are close friends, just like Boya and Ziqi. When they were young, they often grind and compete together, so that the two of them are in the same mind. Back then, the two of them went to Lingshan together. When I first left the capital, I thought that the capital was the most prosperous place in the world. After arriving at Lingshan, I realized that Lingshan was more prosperous than the capital. So, while admiring the prosperity of Lingshan, I came up with the idea of engraving this prosperity. So, the two hit it off immediately, and they wrote together and made this painting."
Su Fengnuan said, "No wonder King Rongan died in battle, and my uncle died in depression, just like Ziqi died, and Boya would never play the piano again. It's hard to find a bosom friend, and it's hard to find a bosom friend."
Ye Chang nodded.
Su Feng warmly said, "Although this character is small and complex, his expression is vivid. Although this scene is thick and light, it can be seen in all its strange and varied forms. No wonder the emperor wanted to collect it after your father died. In the national treasury, it can be seen that your father and uncle Guo's painters were ingenious."
Ye Chang nodded, "The emperor grew up with his father and the uncle of the country. Although his political views are at odds with the father of the country, his treatment of the uncle of the country has not changed much. After all, growing up together, the relationship is extraordinary."
Su Fengnuan said, "The eyebrows and eyes of such a small person may be carved with extremely golden needles in some places, and my eyesight can't see clearly."
Ye Chang said, "Wait a minute, I'll get you something so you can see it clearly."
Su Fengnuan nodded. Ye Chang went out of the room and seemed to go to the study. Not long after, he took a mirror in his hand and handed it to Su Fengnuan, "This is left by my father. You can try it with it. Back then, he and Uncle Guo It was painted with this mirror."
Su Fengnuan reached out to take it, and took a picture of the painting with a mirror. The figure with big ink dots looked like a ball of ink to the eyes, but now when he looked at it with the mirror, he was very eye-catching, and his eyebrows and eyes were very clear.
She couldn't help admiring, "I used to think that your house didn't have any good treasures, but now this is a treasure."
Ye Chang said with a smile, "The only things left by my father are this mirror and this painting. The only thing left by my mother is Fang Huazhai. Now I have explained everything."
Su Fengnuan smiled and shot him a look, and took a mirror to take a picture inch by inch, from the scene to the object, from the character's eyebrows and demeanor to the demeanor, without missing a single bit.
Ye Chang stood aside, waiting for her.
It took a full hour, Su Fengnuan took away the mirror, raised his head, rubbed his eyes, and said to Ye Chang, "I only look at this for an hour, and my eyes are tired. King Rong An and Uncle Guo are really geniuses in painting."
Ye Chang smiled and said, "In short, I am not as good as my father."
Su Fengnuan smiled at him, "In my opinion, your "Acacia Quotes", in terms of fine brushwork, is not too bad for Wang An."
Ye Chang was taken aback, ""Xiangsi Yin"?"
Su Fengnuan chuckled at him, reached out and tapped his forehead, "The year before last, Mid-Autumn Festival night, you drew a picture of "Lovesickness" while drunk, don't you remember? "
Ye Chang reached out and grabbed her hand that touched his forehead, raised his eyebrows, "No wonder I woke up and thought it was a dream, but I didn't expect to actually make this painting. Did someone steal it away?"
Su Fengnuan said angrily and with a smile, "You think I haven't come back to Beijing to see you for two years and eight months. In fact, I went back to Beijing for the Mid-Autumn Festival the year before last, but I came to Beijing late that day. Before dawn, Just sneaked into your Prince Rong An's mansion, and saw you drunk in the waterside pavilion, with a message spread out on the table, nominating "Lovesickness."
Ye Chang's face suddenly tensed up, "Okay you, so you actually went back to Beijing to look for me during this period, but why didn't you wake me up, but secretly took the painting and left? I woke up thinking I did something wrong." A dream, I hate you so much that I hate you so much."
Su Fengnuan said, "I couldn't help it. When I came to Beijing to see you, I saw you drunk. At that time, I felt that you were unwilling to give up on me, and that it was harmful to you and me, so I simply took it with all my heart. I took your painting and left."
Ye Chang gritted his teeth and laughed angrily, "Sure enough, you are cruel."
Seeing that he was very angry, Su Fengnuan hugged him with a smile, nestled into his arms, and said softly, "It's my fault, it's me who twisted, it's because I couldn't think about it at the time, thinking that would be good for you, okay , Okay, good Ye Chang, don't be angry anymore."
Ye Chang was so angry that she dispelled the tenderness and softness in her arms like this. He twisted her ears helplessly, and scolded with a smile, "You rascal!"
Seeing that his anger had subsided, Su Fengnuan smiled softly in his arms, "You always scolded me like this when you were young, but when you grew up, I found that this word has been used by me for many years, and now it finally comes back to you." body."
Ye Chang knocked her on the head and said with an angry smile, "I've never seen a girl at such a young age who robbed someone's bed, robbed someone's quilt, and robbed someone's pillow. She is a rascal."
Su Fengnuan looked up at him, "If I wasn't a rascal, how could you be as lovable as you are now? You would be raised into countless well-behaved wooden people in the capital."
Ye Chang said with a smile, "So, I have to thank you for being a rascal."
Su Fengnuan nodded sincerely, "Naturally."
The two laughed for a while, and Ye Chang asked her, "You have been watching for an hour, can you see anything?"
Su Fengnuan withdrew his smile and said seriously, "I saw some acquaintances."
"Huh?" Ye Chang raised his eyebrows, "People from the Jianghu? If they are from the capital, I have seen them, so I will know them all."
Su Fengnuan nodded, "Mr. Feng, he was also weaving in Lingshan back then, and was included in the painting. And the king of Xiangjun, he hasn't returned to Beijing for more than ten years, right? You haven't seen him for many years, even when you were young. But, I forgot, he was there too. And the king of Northern Zhou, you haven’t seen him, never thought that he left Northern Zhou and came to Lingshan in Southern Qi. And..." She handed the mirror to Ye Chang, stretched out her hand Pointing, "Look at this woman, does she look very similar to Concubine Yue?"
"Huh?" Ye Chang took the mirror, looked at the direction Su Fengnuan was pointing at, looked carefully for a moment, then nodded, "It looks a bit similar."
Su Fengnuan said, "This person is Chu Han's mother and concubine."