Chapter 116: The Daughter of the Master of Chinese Painting
This kind of talk was performed all over the capital. When Mu Zhao went out after dinner, he could hear such words from time to time.
She walked to a deserted place and shouted, "Pink Butterfly"
White butterflies appear.
Mu Zhao said: "Where is Qiao Xiangrong, the master of traditional Chinese painting?"
"I'm going to investigate." Pinkie said and disappeared.
Mu Zhao continued to wander around the streets, trying to get some latest news.
Just after wandering two streets, I saw Tang Wenkang.
Tang Wenkang greeted Mu Zhao enthusiastically, "Brother Zhao."
Mu Zhao responded enthusiastically, "Brother Tang, I finally understand a truth."
Tang Wenkang got off his horse and asked, "What's the point?"
“One day without seeing you is like three autumns apart.”
Tang Wenkang chewed on these words, and then his eyes lit up slightly, "This is wonderful! Where did Brother Tang hear these words?"
"At Princess Mu's place."
Tang Wenkang's smile suddenly became unnatural, "Oh..."
Mu Zhao sighed and said regretfully: "I've been walking around this street for several days and I haven't seen the princess. It's a pity."
Tang Wenkang pouted, "Then what's the regret? She's been busy going into the palace to cause trouble these past two days."
"What's the matter?"
"Just..." Tang Wenkang hesitated, "I also heard that the master of traditional Chinese painting flirted with her and was demoted... That's right!"
As Tang Wenkang spoke, he suddenly thought, "The daughter of the master of traditional Chinese painting is going to Mu Zhao to plead for mercy. If you go to the gate of Mu's mansion now, you might be able to see her."
Mu Zhao frowned, "He also has a daughter?"
"Well, she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she used her father's name to get a good job."
Mu Zhao asked, "What's the errand?"
Tang Wenkang approached her and said, "Hunting for a maid in the palace. Your Majesty and the courtiers only go to the palace once a year. She can receive a monthly salary, and the salary is only a little less than that in the palace. You say she is not a leisure person."
Is it a good job?"
Mu Zhao nodded, it was indeed a good job.
"What a pity..." Tang Wenkang sighed, "If something happens to her father, I'm afraid she will lose her job."
Mu Zhao felt a little uncomfortable. She seemed to have hurt an innocent person?
But then I thought about it, Qiao Xiangrong couldn't help but write poems. If the situation between him and Lin Jieyu was brought to the table, the Dog Emperor would definitely kill him, and even his whole family.
So it's better to blame everything on her.
After Mu Zhao figured this out, his mood suddenly brightened, "Then let's go to the door of Mu's mansion and guard it. Maybe we can see the princess."
Tang Wenkang asked, "Are you inviting me to go?"
Mu Zhao was stunned for a moment, but then she understood his arrogance. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll invite Brother Tang."
Tang Wenkang snorted, "Okay, then I'll just do it reluctantly."
The two came to Mu's Mansion together.
Mu Zhao saw the girl at her door from a distance and felt a little familiar.
When he got closer and saw the girl's face, Mu Zhao remembered that it was Biying, the ignorant little palace maid who took care of Yun Wuluo in the palace.
Biying was kneeling at the door.
The onlookers were discussing.
"Did any of you see what she was holding?"
"It looks like drawing paper. The picture she drew for the princess in the palace?"
"It's possible, but is it useful to beg for mercy in this way?"
"Her father is a master of traditional Chinese painting. It is said that she is also talented, so she should be good at painting?"
Mu Zhao frowned, did he come with something?
Then...that would be difficult. This chapter has been completed!