Abnormal group wear

The more Eunuch Zhao thought about it, the more unhappy he became. What happened that day was taken advantage of by Xiaochi, who stole a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Although it was not worth a lot, thinking about it still made him unhappy. Huanyiyuan is still thinking about playing tricks?Seek your own death, and see how grandpa treats you.

In the next few days, Cheng Xiaochi's clothes increased significantly, and he had to stay up until the moment before going to bed every day. In addition, he turned on the lamp to draw comics, his appearance seriously declined, and he had a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

The little sisters all asked him distressedly if he was picked on by Mr. Zhao and beaten.

Cheng Xiaochi solemnly declared that he just stayed up late and had nothing to do with other sports.

After a week of staying up all night, the body of a certain gentleman who was already weak was hollowed out.

It's just that everything is meaningful, and the last three chapters are successful.

The characters in this picture book are created by combining ancient painting methods with the faces of modern characters.

It will not be incomprehensible to ancient people, and a little bit of the beauty of modern anime characters is added. After watching a few pages, the weird sense of fusion becomes an inexplicable sense of harmony.

During the lunch break the next day, Cheng Xiaochi sneaked to the place where the little eunuch and the maid of honor often passed by, and waited for the rabbit.

But I don't know what happened. Originally, I walked through the small corridor with only one person every minute, and I couldn't see a shadow.

Only later did he know that today was a grand ceremony in the palace, and Yue Mo went to serve the high officials.

The lunch break was just that short, Cheng Xiaochi simply sat by the door and narrowed his eyes.

When I closed my eyes and opened them, noon passed.

Cheng Xiaochi was awakened by Xiao Beak, and he was still a little dazed when he woke up. When he subconsciously reached out and touched his arms, he found something was wrong.

The storybook is gone, gone! !

He has such a big storybook, a good storybook, it's gone!

The two searched all over the wall but couldn't find it. There was no time, so they had to give up.

Cheng Xiaochi suspected that his mouth was the god with the best luck.

·

The ceremony started at noon, and the little eunuch of the Food and Shang Bureau had nothing to do, so he took the scriptures and looked for a place to read.

The old place was clean, so he found it as usual.

Before he sat down, he found a young man with loose long black hair occupying his seat, still asleep.

Huanyiyuan has always worked hard, the little eunuch didn't disturb him, and sat aside to watch.

Looking at it, when he lowered his head, he saw that the person occupying his seat also had a storybook in his hand, and the appearance of the storybook was rough.

The little eunuch's storybook had already been torn up by him, and it was no longer fresh. Seeing that the man was still awake, he quietly took the storybook in his arms and flipped through it.

It doesn't matter if you don't watch it, you will be addicted to it once you see it.

This painting style has never been seen before, and this story is full of ups and downs!Will the person in the painting that is said to be an ancient painting of a young master of a certain dynasty run out?

There are not only beauties, but also poets, rich men, immortals...

The little eunuch couldn't stop, although there were only three chapters, but each chapter contained a lot of content, which was dazzling. The lunch break was almost over, and he hadn't finished it yet, so he hesitated for a moment, and took the script away.

Back at the Food and Fashion Bureau, the little eunuch called for friends.

"Come and see! The new picture book is so beautiful!"

Everyone gathered around, full of enthusiasm, but after seeing it, they almost missed the cooking time and were almost punished by the manager.

One afternoon, it was obvious that everyone's thoughts were a little wandering, and they drifted to the words book that the little eunuch kept in his arms.

·

Cheng Xiaochi was so depressed all afternoon, he buried himself in washing clothes.

Eunuch Zhao was startled, wondering if this kid fell in love with washing clothes, why is he so motivated?Still addicted to laundry?

"Xiaochi, what are you working so hard for?" Xiaozhu asked.

Cheng Xiaochi was so angry that he lost his consciousness and kept talking nonsense.

"Although washing clothes is a trivial matter, if I can do my part to make the adults in the palace wear clean clothes, it can be regarded as contributing to the country!"

Eunuch Zhao: "..."

Is there something wrong with this kid?

"Although we are both degenerates, is washing clothes a low-level job? What do they wear when no one washes clothes? Ladies are so beautiful, isn't it because the clothes are clean? Why are the clothes clean? Because we, we are actually making a Great thing."

Everyone: "..."

"So, every piece of clothing we wash is meaningful!" This is worse than the black screen of the computer, and a frustrated painter raised his head and shouted.

The nonsense was unexpectedly effective, and Cheng Xiaochi's depressed mood was relieved a little, and he calmed down a little.

Originally, the entire Huanyiyuan was lifeless, but because of Cheng Xiaochi's desperate laundry method, and his loud and deafening speeches, the entire Huanyiyuan was rejuvenated by one person.

"..." This kid... has some skills, Eunuch Zhao was speechless.

The people in the garden worked hard, so Eunuch Zhao was naturally in a good mood, and walked up to Cheng Xiaochi.

"Chengchi, I don't think you were drawing something a few days ago. Where did it go? Let our family take a look."

It's okay not to mention this, but Cheng Xiaochi's breath just now came up again, like boiling rice milk bubbles on cooked porridge, gurgling, viscous, and bursting.

Grinding his back molars, he said, "It was stolen!!"

Eunuch Zhao was stunned: "Who stole it?"

Cheng Xiaochi told about the noon painting being taken away, expressing his condemnation of this illegal act: "I don't know who shamelessly stole my script."

Eunuch Zhao thought for a while: "The only people who will pass by our Huanyiyuan during the lunch break are the people from the Food and Fashion Bureau."

Although he knew that the eunuch from the Food Shang Bureau must have taken it, Cheng Xiaochi didn't have the skills to ask the Food Shang Bureau to draw it.

Even Eunuch Zhao didn't have the ability to challenge the food bureau at all, so Cheng Xiaochi could only swallow his breath temporarily.

Back in the dormitory, Cheng Xiaochi became angry again.

Where is his handkerchief?

After he came through, he always carried a handkerchief with him. The yard was not clean, and he used this handkerchief to wash his face.

"Where's my handkerchief?"

"Xiaochi, what does your handkerchief look like?" Xiao Zuo turned his head.

Cheng Xiaochi described it.Little Beak shook his head, but none of them saw it.

Cheng Xiaochi suddenly remembered that he seemed to take him to the bathroom a few days ago, and he said he should wipe it when washing his hands, but it was gone when he wiped it.

Was it thrown in the toilet?

It just so happened that footsteps sounded outside, and the little eunuch and Eunuch Zhao walked past outside, Eunuch Zhao was angry.

"I haven't found the owner of the handkerchief after searching for several days. If we let our family know who lost the handkerchief in the toilet and caused me to slip down, hehe, let's see how our family can kill him!"

Cheng Xiaochi glanced at Xiao Zuo, and Xiao Zuo glanced at Cheng Xiaochi.

"I'm pretty sleepy today, I'm going to sleep first."

Little Beak nodded emphatically.

·

The next day, the storybook spread throughout the Food and Shang Bureau, and almost all the little eunuchs who liked to read storybooks knew that there was such a fairy storybook.

The Bureau of Food and Fashion is one of the departments with the largest number of people in the palace. No matter how much a storybook is enough, they set up a group of five, one of whom can read and take the lead in reading the text, and then change to another group after reading.

After five full days of reading, this book was read in turn. After reading it, they began to discuss the plot.

"Which painting do you think has the strongest person?"

"So far, there are four paintings, two in the protagonist's hand, one is a beautiful woman with all kinds of charms, which seems to have enchanting sorcery, and the other is a poet, who can be exported into poems and can predict disasters and fortunes."

"I think the second senior brother's is even better! Qin Xian!! It can make people dance and lose resistance!"

"Also, the second senior brother's other one is also quite powerful, the singer, match the luthier's direction!"

"Eldest brother looks unpredictable, I don't know what painting will be."

"There is also Shizun who didn't appear on the stage. The name of the script is Shizun, so he must be a big man who cannot be ignored."

"But why are you here before you finish talking? What about the follow-up?"

All eyes were on the little eunuch who brought the book.

·

At noon, after Cheng Xiaochi finished eating, he ran under the willow tree to rest in the shade. When he was extremely bored and his eyes were wandering, he saw a few young eunuchs walking not far away. Their uniforms seemed to be people from the Food and Fashion Bureau.

Cheng Xiaochi was shocked, his amber pupils were almost transparent under the scorching sun, and he greeted him as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The little eunuch in Huanyiyuan saw this scene and ran to Eunuch Zhao's room in fright.

"Eunuch, Eunuch is in a terrible situation. People from the Food and Fashion Bureau came over aggressively. I don't know if Na Chengchi asked them for something. This will come to settle the score!"

Eunuch Zhao was a little panicked at once, this food bureau is the most confident territory in the whole palace, if it gets into any trouble, I'm afraid it will implicate himself.

He poured two bowls of tea in a row, wiped his mouth and walked out.Before he reached the gate of the courtyard, he heard voices speaking in the distance.

"This "My Teacher" is yours?"

Cheng Xiaochi was so angry that he was about to be sued by the wicked first?But he didn't show much expression, his voice was a little weak,

"Since you know, give it back to me."

"May I ask if there is a follow-up?"

Cheng Xiaochi was so angry that his head hurt: "You stole my script, how can I continue to draw?"

Several young eunuchs were surprised: "You drew it?"

"As long as you know, give it back to me."

Cheng Xiaochi's words were indifferent, and Eunuch Zhao, who was usually cautious about coming from the Food Bureau, was about to jump out of his heart.Before he could exit to smooth things over, the situation took a sharp turn.

"It's a slave who is rude! I apologize here, I just ask you to write a follow-up soon! More than [-] people, big and small, from the Food and Fashion Bureau are waiting for your follow-up!"

Cheng Xiaochi didn't react.

The little eunuch took out a beautiful trinket from his sleeve and handed it to Cheng Xiaochi. The jade pendant was warm and cold in his hands.

"This is a meeting gift ordered by the little manager. You are busy, so we will not disturb you."

Cheng Xiaochi didn't respond, and when they saw that the matter was completed, they waved away. When they took five or six steps, a small eunuch refused to give up, and his face turned red.

"Young Master Cheng, may I ask Master what kind of painting it is?"

Seeing that it was too late, the little eunuch was beaten severely by several older eunuchs around him.

"Young master, don't listen to him, don't spoil it!"