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Chapter 552
Coming out of the Thousand Households Office, Zhang Jin took his subordinates and walked towards the street under his jurisdiction. He did not say hello to Shen Lian. supporting role.

Zhang Jin didn't take the initiative to say hello to everyone else, but Ling Yunkai took the initiative to meet with them. He didn't say anything else, but said that if there is anything that needs help, let him speak up.

After speaking, Ling Yunkai left with his two attendants, the captain.

"My lord, I'm afraid this Ling Zongqi has no good intentions."

"Isn't that right? Everyone knows that Ling Zongqi is Wei Zhongxian's nephew, and Tian Commander Shi has to be courteous. He came to our Beizhen Fusi Yamen just to accumulate credit and climb up. It’s okay, many cases have been taken away by him, and many people dare not speak out.”

"My lord, I think we should ignore him. If we have a case, we will investigate it ourselves. The credit is ours."

Zhang Jin raised his hand to stop his subordinates from discussing: "I know it well, and you should be careful when you speak. How can you call Wei Gonggong's name indiscriminately? Be careful that Ling Yunkai will write it to you in the impermanence book behind your back. Sue you for slandering the emperor and humiliating ministers, don't mention me when the time comes, even Lord Qianhu, Lord Commander Shi, and Lord Zhen Fu Shi will not be able to save you!"

These words made everyone startled, they all turned their heads to look around, and after confirming that there were no outsiders, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Excellency is right, we brothers must be careful when we go out and talk in the future."

"Let's go, let's patrol the streets." Zhang Jin took the lead and walked ahead.

He was very disapproving of Ling Yunkai's background, was Wei Zhongxian his uncle?Spend money to recognize the dry uncle from Commander Tian. I guess Wei Zhongxian doesn't even remember having him as a nephew, otherwise he would still be a small general banner in Jinyiwei?

Patrolling the streets is considered a boring job, but fortunately, there are people serving delicious food and drinks. Snacks such as sauced beef, osmanthus cake, big Sydney, and candied haws are never bad, otherwise Zhang Jin would really be bored to death.

The smell of the ancient streets is indescribable, and the streets under the feet of the emperor in the capital are not as clean as the later counties.

Jin Yiwei patrolled the streets not for the security of the capital, but to suppress and arrest those nonsense rebellious officials and thieves. Anyone who slanders the emperor and Wei Zhongxian will be arrested.

Under such high pressure, the people in the capital were all in danger, and no one talked about state affairs at all, for fear that Jin Yiwei would hear them and accuse them of deceiving the public.

Therefore, the matter of patrolling the streets has changed from a meritorious matter at the beginning to a drudgery now.

Among the hundreds of households in Jinyiwei, basically none of them would conscientiously patrol the streets for a whole day. They would just put on a show in the morning and do their own things in the afternoon, so there would be no trouble at all.

Zhang Jin found out about the situation when he was patrolling the streets in the morning, and after lunch, he asked his subordinates to lead their troops to patrol the streets, while he went home and changed into his normal clothes, and rushed to Yong'an Temple that he had inquired about.

The movie didn't explain which street or alley Beizhai lived in. Shen Lian and Ling Yunkai went to Beizhai's residence only under the orders of Lu Wenzhao. Lu Wenzhao and Beizhai were originally from the same road, so they knew it clearly.

Although as a member of Jinyiwei, he could mobilize people to find Beizhai's residence, but the capital is so big, and Beizhai is only Miaoxuan's pseudonym. It is not easy to find someone, and it is easy to scare the snake.

Moreover, he still has the status of a trusted confidant of King Xin, so it would be impossible to send someone to search the other party's residence.If the relationship between Xinwang is broken because of this, it will not benefit his future plans at all.

Therefore, he can only go to Yong'an Temple to try his luck, maybe he can run into Beizhai who sent paintings to Master Jinghai, such a chance encounter in the mountains, even if King Xin knows about it in the future, he will not be suspicious.

As the most prestigious temple on the outskirts of the capital, Yong'an Temple is still very popular in such a world. There are many ordinary people and dignitaries who come to pay homage to the Lord Buddha every day.

Zhang Jin walked around Yong'an Temple with the crowd of believers. The ancient Buddhas with green lights, the old temples and old trees may be different from the times. I always feel that this Yong'an Temple is a little more devout and more religious than the temples he visited in reality. clean.

"Many thanks to the benefactor! The benefactor is merciful, and the Lord Buddha will surely bless the benefactor's family in peace! If the benefactor does not dislike it, you can go to the courtyard to the side and taste the fasting meal of our temple."

Zhang Jin donated twelve taels in front of the merit box, and could not help asking the passing monk Jinghai to say something more.

"I've heard that Yong'an Temple is famous for its excellent vegetarian food. Master sincerely invites you, so I will be disrespectful." Zhang Jin said with a smile, and then asked casually, "Master Jinghai, I heard that you have collected many paintings by famous artists?"

"The poor monk has collected some paintings. I dare not say whether they are famous artists. If the benefactor likes them, the poor monk will ask someone to bring them to the benefactor to see if they have closed eyes." Monk Jinghai clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

"Master Jinghai, please." Zhang Jin said.

He didn't come to Yong'an Temple for sightseeing and generosity, but mainly to see if Monk Jinghai received the Hokusai painting in the movie.

If he has already received it, he will take it away in advance, so that Shen Lian will lose the important items involved in the plot.If he didn't receive it, then he could stay at Yong'an Temple and wait for Beizhai's arrival.

"It's okay, it's better to meet someone who loves these paintings than to put them here with a poor monk."

Not long after, a monk sent a bunch of scrolls.

Monk Jinghai made a gesture of invitation: "Please look at it, benefactor."

Zhang Jin casually flipped through the paintings. There were many paintings, but he didn't find any of Beizhai's paintings.

Monk Jinghai saw that he was rummaging through the scrolls, but he didn't intend to open them for a closer look, so he couldn't help asking curiously, "Won't the benefactor open and look at these paintings?"

"I won't read it, just look at the artist's name and I will miss it."

"Does the benefactor have a favorite painter?" Monk Jinghai asked.

"Beizhai, I heard that this painter is very good, but I want to appreciate it. I wonder if the master has accepted it?" Zhang Jin said.

Monk Jinghai pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "It turns out that the benefactor has heard of Mr. Beizhai. Although Beizhai is not well-known, he is really good at painting. The poor monk did accept it. The benefactor of Beizhai is about ten years old. New paintings will be delivered in half a month, and it will be only a few days. If the benefactor really wants to see Bei Zhai's paintings, he might as well come to the temple again in a few days."

"Okay, I'll come back in a few days, Master Lao." Zhang Jin clasped his hands.

"The benefactor is very polite." Monk Jinghai hurriedly put his palms together in return.

After bidding farewell to Monk Jinghai, Zhang Jin left Yong'an Temple after having a fast meal in the cafeteria.When he came, he came up from the main entrance mountain road, which is spacious and lively, unlike the rugged trail in the movie, so he asked the monks in the temple specifically, and found out that there is also a back mountain trail.

Thinking about it this way, Beizhai and Shen Lian should have taken the trail behind the mountain to avoid people's eyes and ears.

The back mountain path is winding and secluded, with green bamboo forests on both sides, green and pleasant, and not far from the road is a mountain stream and river. Walking on the path, it will give people a cool and refreshing feeling in the hot summer.

Zhang Jin was planning to enjoy this rare refreshment, but the weather was not good, and a sudden heavy rain drove him to a nearby gazebo.

Boom!

The weather in summer is weird and changeable. The sky was clear for a while, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds and thunder flashed.

Zhang Jin looked up at the hearty heavy rain, and it seemed understandable that Shen Lian didn't wear an umbrella in the Xindao plot.

At this time, a figure trotted on the stone steps in the mountain, and hid in the pavilion where he was.

Zhang Jin sized up the woman in water-green clothes in front of him, and when she looked up, she realized it was Beizhai.Judging from the painting scroll carefully protected from the rain in the other party's hand, it should be to send the painting to Monk Jinghai.

Monk Jinghai really didn't lie, saying that it was in these few days and it really was in these few days.

It's just such a coincidence that he ran into him.

Looking at the elegant woman with picturesque features in front of him, Zhang Jin was carefully wiping the water marks on the scroll with a towel, and he was completely relieved after finishing.

After dealing with the crisis of the picture scroll being soaked, Miaoxuan had time to look at the pavilion. When he looked up, he saw a strange man staring at him. He was wearing a white shirt and a scholar's gauze crown. Also very eccentric.

She couldn't help taking two steps back, sticking to the edge of the pavilion, the rain from outside aggravated the wet marks on her hair and shoulders, her eyes were full of vigilance.

Zhang Jin saw that she was inexplicably wary of him, so he couldn't help but look down at his attire. It was a normal scholar's attire, and he didn't look scary either!

Although he was a little puzzled, he still smiled and said: "Girl, standing by the pavilion will get wet by the rain, why don't you stand in."

"No, it's fine for me to stand here." Miaoxuan shook his head.

"Then you are not afraid of getting the painting wet?" Zhang Jin said again.

"I protect it in front of my body, and the rain will not get wet." Miaoxuan didn't say anything and didn't come in for half a step.

Zhang Jin is no longer reluctant, otherwise it will be too obvious that he has ulterior motives.He thought for a while, picked up the hole flute in his hand that was originally intended to be used for decoration, shook off the rainwater on it, and wiped the mouthpiece clean.

Miaoxuan kept staring at him, seeing his actions, she felt a little curious, is this playing flute for fun?
Zhang Jin ignored Miaoxuan who was next to him, and tried out the timbre of the hole flute on his own, and after some adjustments, he began to play.

The melody of this piece is ethereal and delicate, elegant and melodious, and played by the sound of the hole flute, it is even more a sense of melancholy.People with delicate thoughts will inevitably touch the most delicate emotions and memories in their hearts after listening to it.

There is the sound of rain outside the pavilion, the sound of flute in the pavilion, and the sound of music lingering around the beams, endlessly in my heart.

The inside and outside of the pavilion seem to be two different worlds.

After the song, it took Miaoxuan a long time to wake up from the memory, and raised her wet eyes to look at him: "What's the name of this song?"

"Love is as light as you." Zhang Jin put down the flute.

This song is the promotion song for the second part of Xiu Chun Dao. He heard it when he watched the movie and searched for relevant information. He was attracted by it as soon as he heard it.Especially Zhou Shen's singing was astonishing!
He found the music score of this piece on the Internet and changed it into a Xiao score.

"Love is as light as you? It's such a straightforward name, but although it is a bit straightforward, it fits the artistic conception of this song." Miaoxuan said, "Is this the song you composed?"

"Yes, what do you think, girl?" Zhang Jin nodded.

Being a dungeon in the dungeon is all for the task, not shabby.

"Good song, touching!" Miaoxuan praised, "I suddenly had the inspiration to paint, if I had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone now, I would definitely describe this scene, and then I would ask you to write a poem on it."

Zhang Jin laughed: "I don't know how to write poems and lyrics, but if the girl makes this painting in the future, she might as well write a sentence on it--if a cloud of mist and rain let life live, there will be neither sunshine nor wind, but it's a pity We met in vain."

Miaoxuan repeated it, frowned and said: "This is an adaptation of Su Dongpo's words, it sounds strange, poetry is not like poetry, not like words, you really don't know how to write poems and lyrics."

"It's not a poem or a word, but it's a sentence that fits the song the most." Zhang Jin laughed.

"How do you say that?" Miao Xuan was puzzled.

"You don't understand this." Zhang Jin glanced at the rain outside the pavilion, "It seems that the rain will not stop for a while, and the girl and I have to stay in the same place for a while. Anyway, I'm bored, Just now I played a tune to relieve my boredom, if it is convenient for the girl, can you show me the painting in my hand?"

"Of course, please see." Miaoxuan took two steps forward generously.

The two of them worked together to unfold the scroll, and it was exactly the painting that Shen Lian got of a rooster eating a grasshopper.

"Young master, what do you think of the painting?" Miaoxuan asked.

"Yes, the black rooster is indeed lifelike, and the grasshopper is also lifelike."

"Which one do you like better, the young man, the black rooster or the grasshopper?"

"No matter whether it's a rooster or a grasshopper, they can't escape the painter's manipulation. No matter how arrogant the black rooster is, if the painter fills in a weasel one day, it will be in the same situation as the grasshopper." Zhang Jin smiled. , "So, I don't like any of them very much, I still prefer painters."

"Cough...you are joking." Miaoxuan tilted his head unnaturally.

"Oh, I misunderstood, what I mean is that I prefer to be a painter, stay out of the situation, and not be at the mercy of others." Zhang Jin explained with a smile, it is really interesting to tease the other party.

Miaoxuan thoughtfully rerolled the painting and tied the rope, with a little helplessness in his tone: "Not everyone can be a painter, and everyone in this world is not born as a chess piece, who wants to stay out of the game How hard it is, unless..."

Having said that, her voice stopped abruptly.

"Unless what?" Zhang Jin asked.

"It's nothing, my mind was confused for a while, and I was talking nonsense." Miaoxuan shook her head quickly, unwilling to continue talking.

Zhang Jin didn't continue to ask, but set up the hole flute and played another song.For an ancient literary young woman like Miaoxuan, music is more useful in gaining favor.

Hearing him play two pieces again, Miaoxuan's eyes brightened, and he asked with some anticipation: "In a few days, can I invite you to gather here, and then I will bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to paint myself."

"It is my honor to be invited by the painter Hokusai."

"You've heard of me?" Miaoxuan was a little surprised.

"Many paintings have been handed down from Master Jinghai of Yong'an Temple. Among them, Mr. Beizhai's paintings are also well-known in the capital. It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Beizhai to be a girl, and such a beautiful girl." Zhang Jin smiled. road.

Miaoxuan smiled politely, and didn't take his compliment to heart: "Then it's settled, we'll meet here again in three days."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

(End of this chapter)