Eunuch Wang Yun put away a stack of paintings and said, "This is the portrait that the hidden guards painted for the person sitting opposite them when they set out. After the painting was completed and confirmed, they would write their names on it."

"It is convenient to confirm the identity later and prevent anyone from impersonating. If someone died in the enemy's country or there is no news, the portrait will be sent to their home to explain their whereabouts."

Qi Xingyun swallowed his throat, this was the portrait left in the painting studio.

He looked at the hundreds of painters under the platform. They were now living people standing in front of him.

But after leaving the painting studio and traveling to various places, they became a piece of paper and a name.

They become messages one after another, and among them, there must be many people who don’t even have messages.

Qi Xingyun also somewhat understood why Eunuch Wang Yun really wanted him to come and have a look.

Once this is gone, we will never see each other again.

Eunuch Wang Yun said happily: "This is the current situation, which is why we are treated like this."

"In the past, when the Emperor was the Emperor, who would do these things? The Emperor thought it was troublesome and spent money. These painters could not be hired by the Ministry of Works and had nothing. Many of them went to Liao and Daxia."

"Now that the person is gone, he will still be given a pension, which is good."

Qi Xingyun suddenly remembered the original pension of one hundred guan and fifty guan. Qi Xingyun followed the advice and changed the pension to 50 guan.

With the goal of self-realization and the ambition to be loyal to Daqi, they practice the truth they believe in.

Be brave!

Qi Xingyun looked at the group of painters, packing up their drawing boards, brushes and dye folders, and sitting there quietly.

The eyes of the painters all fell on Qi Xingyun, his eyes full of hope.

The hope of Daqi.

"Your Majesty, I've seen you. It's late at night, let's go back to the palace." Eunuch Wang Yun arranged for the painting studio to be cleaned by the painters of the hidden guard, helped Qi Xingyun up, and said with a smile.

Qi Xingyun stood up and said to the painters who were about to go to various countries, "Everyone, have a safe trip."

He felt that he couldn't hold it any longer, and when he looked at them again, he was afraid that his courtiers had lost their composure before.

When Qi Xingyun turned to leave, he heard a roar from the painters behind him.

"The wind is blowing, the water is cold, the frost is frost, and the blood is on the ground. Whether it is success or failure, imprisonment or death, people do not know it, and even after death, there is no name."

"The inscription says: Woohoo! The loud sound is loud, the elephant is invisible. The spirit comes, and the heroic spirit comes to rest. The long river is the throat, and the green mountains are the witness. How can it be called nameless? Rivers and mountains are named!"

Qi Xingyun had already walked into the corridor of the painting building. He was a little lucky that he did not lose his composure in the palace.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Eunuch Wang Yun asked quietly from behind Qi Xingyun.

Qi Xingyun rubbed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just sand in his eyes."

Of course Qi Xingyun remembered this, it was the "Inscription of Loyal Soul" that he had written by himself.

When Qi Xingyun wrote these two paragraphs, he was writing about these unknown heroes!

For the contributions made by these unknown policemen, whose achievements cannot even be publicly publicized, for the great Qi Antai.

Changping Village.

After the three red goose ladies left, Mrs. Sun stood up and put away the tea bowls they had drank from, sighing as she washed them.

Yang Huazhong was busy discussing with Yang Ruoqing how to solve this matter.

"Isn't it inappropriate to go directly to Yongxian to ask for Zhao Xiaomao's body? What should I do if he doesn't admit it?"

"Dad, of course you can't just come to your door and ask for it."

"Qing'er, what do you think Yongxian is going to do if he buys Zhao Xiaomao's body?" Yang Huazhong asked again, with a look of panic on his face.

To honest and honest villagers, this kind of thing sounds ridiculous.

Yang Ruoqing was silent for a moment, "Dad, there are some things I didn't dare to tell you before, because I was afraid that you would panic if you knew about it, but since the red goose has asked you to come here, I have to tell you."

"Qing'er, what's going on? Tell me quickly." Yang Huazhong asked quickly.

Mrs. Sun also looked at Yang Ruoqing nervously.

Yang Ruoqing glanced out the window, and then told them in a low voice: "My cousin bought Zhao Xiaomao's body. I suspect he didn't buy it for himself, but bought it for others."

"What do you mean? Someone else? Who?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The Master of Three Wus he brought back."

"Three Wus?" Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, and then he recalled such a person.

On the Qingming Festival, Yang Huazhong came back with Sanwu. They met him by the river behind the village and said hello. After that, Sanwu was never seen in the village again.

Regarding building bridges and paving roads, Yang Yongxian was so busy that Yang Huazhong temporarily forgot about Master Sanwu.

"Isn't Sanwu a monk? What does he need Zhao Xiaomao's body for? Is he chanting sutras for salvation? That's not right either..."

In Yang Huazhong's view, if he chants sutras to achieve salvation and is upright, then that's fine.

As for giving money and doing business in the middle of the night?

Yang Ruoqing said: "He doesn't look like a real monk, he looks very evil."

"Little cousin Yongqing, I fell into their trap a while ago and almost lost my life..."

"What? Yongqing was possessed by evil? When did it happen? Why didn't I know anything about it?" Yang Huazhong was so shocked that he stood up.

Mrs. Sun was also so frightened that her hands shook and the tea bowl fell into the basin. Fortunately, there was water in the basin so it didn't break.

Yang Ruoqing quickly got up and came over, pulled Sun to the side and sat down, and took over the task of washing the dishes herself.

"Father, mother, I am afraid that you will be like this, so I dare not tell you. Don't panic. My little cousin is fine now. He has also gone to Qing'an County to avoid the limelight."

Sun held onto Yang Ruoqing's wrist tightly: "Qing'er, what's going on, please tell us in detail!"

Yang Ruoqing then told her parents that Yang Yongqing turned into a toad at night and ran to the river to drink water, and his belly became a big bag of water.

After hearing this, Mr. Sun was so shocked that she couldn't even close her mouth.

Yang Ruoqing originally thought that Yang Huazhong would also be frightened, but her father was surprised after hearing this, but he did not have the kind of panic about unfamiliar things.

"Qing'er, I never thought that Master Sanwu could actually be a poisoner? Could it be that the one who poisoned Dabai before was also Sanwu?"

"Dad, have you ever been exposed to this matter?" This time, Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Yu'er helped solve Dabai's matter last time. Dabai and I have experienced it, and it has opened our horizons."

Yang Ruoqing understood and remembered that Yu'er had indeed mentioned this before. No wonder her father's reaction was like this. It turned out that this was not the first time this had happened.

"Whether they are the same person or not, I can't say for sure. Let's just talk about the matter. This time it's Sanwu who is causing trouble. My cousin is just an errand boy."

"Huh, that's okay!" Yang Huazhong was so angry that he slapped his hand on the table.
Chapter completed!