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Chapter 12 Weird Han Paintings

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    Maybe Xiao Mi really has a cute appearance, walking on the road, the rate of return is 200%.  Many people even came up to strike up a conversation, and by the way touched Xiao Mi in surprise.

    And girls are usually the ones who express interest in Xiao Mi.  Xiao Mi's performance is even more speechless.  If the uncles and aunts come over, they just ignore it; once the beautiful girl stretches out her slender hand to touch its hair, this guy immediately leans his face over and rubs the back of the girl's hand and cheek, and even allows the girl to hold him in his arms  inside.

    I looked at Xiao Mi's slightly narrowed fox eyes, and shouted in my heart: Blame Shu Li, blame Shu Li, blame Shu Li!  !

    But I have to smile back with a stiff face.  Because of the girl's envious eyes and praise: "It's so cute!! Is this a little fox?? It's so soft and fragrant!!"

    I laughed and said, "Yeah, I take a shower every day." At the same time, I thought back to the scene in the morning when this guy stood in the bathroom like a human, wiping shower gel on his face and body with his front paws.  If the girls saw this weird scene, they would probably throw the thing on the ground and scream.

    This is a fox demon.

    It's been a very exciting journey.  When I arrived in front of Wu Dan's friend's house, I saw a white paper pasted on the door of the house, and the door was open, and relatives and friends who expressed condolences came in and out.

    I frowned, thinking that this mourning hall should not be set up in my own home, right?

    When I entered the door, I wiped it. As expected, this house temporarily changed the living room into a mourning hall. Na Luozhen's body was parked in the living room, frozen in a coffin, and covered with a white cloth.  Facing the door was a large black and white photo, on which Luo Zhen was staring straight at the door.

    I whispered to Wu Dan: "What kind of custom is this, put the corpse in your own home?"

    Wu Dan said in a low voice: "Luo Zhen and the others have a custom in their hometown. It is said that relatives who died suddenly must leave home for funerals and must stay at home for three or four days. Otherwise, the ghosts will linger, it will be bad for the family, and the deceased cannot be reincarnated."

    I sighed: "At this temperature, it will stink after three or four days."

    At this time, a middle-aged man who was sitting by the coffin saw us and immediately came up to us.  I saw the sad look on his face, and thought that this was probably Luo Zhen's father, Luo Gang.

    The middle-aged man walked up to Wu Dan and sighed, "You've come. Alas¡ª" At this point, the circles of his eyes began to turn red again.

    Wu Dan sighed: "Okay, everyone has gone, it's useless to say anything, let's be sorry. But how did the police close the case?"

    Luo Gang sighed: "Unsolved case, what can I say. There is no reason to find out. It's hot today, and we can't let the child's body wait like this, so we have to bring it back and prepare for the funeral."

    Wu Dan nodded, and said in a low voice, "Headhaven't found it yet?"

    Luo Gang shook his head and sighed: "No, it's really strange that you said that it's been so long to find nothing. I don't want to ask you to come and think of a way." Speaking of this, Luo Gang just noticed me and asked Wu Dan: "This  yes?"

    Wu Dan said: "Oh, this is one of my new apprentices, who just came to help. Even if it's useless, one more person is more strength."

    I was stunned: When did I become your apprentice

    But when Luo Gang heard the words, he immediately expressed great gratitude to me, stepped forward to hold my hand, and sighed: "Thank you, thank you. Sigh, Luo Zhen is also as old as you"

    Seeing his haggard and sad face, I couldn't help but feel sad, and comforted me: "Uncle, don't be too sad. I came here with Wu Master, just to find out the truth and let Luo Zhen rest in peace."

    Luo Gang couldn't help but sigh: "Yeah, we don't even know how he died. If you can find out, that would be the best. At least it will give me and his mother a comfort, knowing how this child was killed.  Yes, or who the murderer is. Alas."

    I comforted him for a while, and then Wu Dan said: "Shall we go to his bedroom to see?"

    Luo Gang immediately said: "Of course. There are too many people coming and going at the moment, so I locked his bedroom."

    Having said that, he took out a key from his waist, walked to a bedroom, and opened the lock.

    I don't know if it was my illusion, but the moment he opened the door, I felt a cool wind blowing in the room, which made my skin crawl.

    Luo Gang opened the door for us and continued to talk to those who came to express their condolences.  Wu Dan closed the bedroom door, blocking out the whispers from the living room.  I carefully observed Luo Zhen's bedroom, and saw that the bedroom wall was pasted with light blue wallpaper, the floor was made of wood, and the bed was neatly arranged.  The walls are covered with ink paintings, there are landscapes and figures, the painters are exquisite and fresh, it seems that this Luo Zhen is still a young man of literature and art.

    There is a computer desk next to the bed, on which is a desktop computer.  The things next to it are also tidy.Xiao, as if the painter had seen it with his own eyes.

    "This Luo Zhen painter is really not a builder," I said to Wu Dan: "I'm sorry, if I didn't see that the picture quality is definitely modern, I would think it is a genuine antique."

    Wu Dan frowned even tighter at this time.  He scratched his head and said, "Impossible. Although this kid draws, he said that he doesn't like this kind of Chinese painting the most because he can't draw well and can't master the brushwork. Luo Zhen likes comics and oil paintings. But I didn't expect that this month  Transsexual."

    "Could it be drawn by someone else?" I said.

    Wu Dan shook his head and said: "No. Judging from his reading of Chinese literature, this kid has really fallen in love with ancient Chinese things recently. He probably drew them himself."

    I thought about it for a while, and carefully considered my words: "Luo Zhen, it's not that his orientation is a bit special, right?"

    Wu Dan raised his eyebrows and looked at me: "You mean he is gay?"

    I laughed and said, "I'm just asking casually, because what he drew seems to mean that."

    Wu Dan pondered and said: "I really don't know about this, and I can't usually see it. But he doesn't have a girlfriend."

    Having said that, Wu Dan suddenly took out the last painting and said to me: "Look at this painting."

    I took it over and saw that this was the last of the twenty-three paintings.  It depicts a man with a sad face watching another's coffin being buried.  But there was a man and a woman next to the coffin, who looked like golden boys and jade girls.  The woman was holding a qin, and a guard was stabbing the two of them with a knife.

    "What does this mean?" I pointed to the man and the woman and asked, "Is it the golden boy and jade girl who were buried?"

    "Both of them are men, you see, he drew his Adam's apple on purpose." Wu Dan said.

    My heart moved, and I took a closer look, and it really was so.  Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in my mind, and I remembered the case I encountered a few days ago.  In the case where a yin and yang protective coffin was dug up at the head of the village, there were also two men inside, and one of them was wearing women's clothing!

    My heart beat faster and I said, "I've seen such a way of burial!" Then I briefly recounted the case to Wu Dan.

    Wu Dan nodded and said: "I'm not very clear about this. But look at these paintings, each of which has a few lines of writing. If you carefully identify a few, what can you see?"

    I looked carefully at those Chinese paintings, and sure enough, I saw a few lines of cursive characters in the upper left corner of each painting.  But some words are really difficult to understand. After reading for a long time, I can only understand a few words, such as: "Youth is beautiful, sexually sensitive";

    "Litting up with the upper body", from this meaning, it seems to be the emperor's favorite man.  I told Wu Dan my thoughts, he nodded and said, "I seem to have heard these words somewhere."

    I said: "Yes, Baidu, you will know."

    Having said that, I took out my mobile phone and went online, opened the Baidu homepage, entered these few sentences, and clicked search.

    Not long after, the page jumped, and several related information appeared: Emperor Han Cheng and Zhang Fang's love in troubled times.

    Han Chengdi?  Damn, isn't that Zhao Feiyan's emperor's husband?  Zhang Fang looks like he should be a man. Could it be that the lustful Emperor Han Cheng is bisexual?

    I clicked on the message, and saw a paragraph of text appearing below:

    Zhang Fang, according to the "Hanshu" records, was born in a noble family, living in the Marquis of Fuping.  The ranks of the ancient titles from high to low are Gonghou Bozinan, second in the back row, which shows the noble status of Zhang Fang.

    Zhang Fang's great-grandfather was an official worshiper of Da Sima, and his mother was the daughter of a princess.  He himself was young, handsome, intelligent and talented.  An ancient book says: "A young man is very beautiful, and his sex is sensitive." Such an intelligent young man, it is estimated that even a man would be tempted when he saw him, let alone in the Han Dynasty where masculinity was prevalent.  In this way, Zhang Fang was favored by Emperor Cheng, and he married the queen's niece to him. The wedding was extremely extravagant and gorgeous, and the reward was tens of millions.  On weekdays, Zhang Fang is "unlike lying down, and loves him very much", which is extremely beautiful, and the two often go out without permission.

    However, Zhang Fang's masculinity and love aroused the jealousy of some nobles, especially the uncles of the country. They fanned the flames in front of the queen mother.  So he found an unfounded charge and sent Zhang Fangfa to another place.  Zhang Fang died of illness while in exile. Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty cried bitterly when he heard the bad news.  Later, Zhang Fang was buried generously with the ceremony of a prince.

    I asked Wu Dan to read this passage, and sighed endlessly: "Could it be that what Luo Zhen painted was the love story between Zhang Fang and Emperor Han Cheng?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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