On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The painting shows a woman wearing golden armor, a red cloak, holding a sword in her hand, and riding a horse.

Behind him was a small hill with a red flag inlaid with gold edges, on which was written three large characters: Red Lotus Sect.

Xiao Chiye clenched his hands, bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, I failed in my duty. I didn't expect that there would be remnants of the Red Lotus Sect!"

After he said that, he was about to kneel down on one knee, and Huo Changhe reached out to support him.

"It's not your fault. It's been a long time, and I didn't expect that after I wiped them out, the remaining people would dare to stay in the northwest."

The Red Lotus Sect is a nightmare for the Northwest.

Although it did not last long, the Red Lotus Cult was brutal and treated human life as worthless. Under the name of enforcing justice, it slaughtered many civilians. With its set of perverse theories, it even made many civilians voluntarily sacrifice their lives.

At that time, Huo Changhe was still in the northwest, and it took a lot of effort to wipe out this sect.

Not only do we need to wipe them out, but we also need to win over the hearts of the people, especially those who have been deceived by them.

The leader of the Red Lotus Sect was a woman, who was shot dead on the mountain by Huo Changhe with an arrow.

But some also said that the woman was just a substitute and the real leader had escaped long before the encirclement.

Others say that the leader of the Red Lotus Sect has already achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

There are many different opinions, but it is a fact that the Red Lotus Sect is no longer causing trouble.

Who would have thought that I could still see it in this dark room today.

Huo Changhe ordered his men to take all their belongings and leave the dark room.

……

"Master, these are all the paintings found in Yu's residence. They are all in this box. No spices were found."

Yan Ruyu looked at the box in front of her. It was full of at least fifty paintings.

It seems that Yu has painted a lot over the years and he carries his paintings wherever he goes.

She picked up the top one and opened it to look at it.

She doesn't understand painting. As for quick sketching, that was a business requirement in the past. She really doesn't understand anything related to ancient paintings.

But she also knew that after a painting is finished, it should be colored and so on, and this one was just an outline of the base map, so it was at most a semi-finished product.

Open it again and it's still the same.

It's like this with five paintings open at a time.

If there were two paintings like this, it might be because they had not been colored yet, but if so many of them were like this, something was not right.

"Linlang, Tangli," Yan Ruyu ordered, "open all the paintings and put them together."

The two of them quickly did as they were told, opened the paintings and spread them out directly on the floor.

All of them are landscape paintings.

Jiang Tangli frowned and said, "Why do I feel... so strange."

Yan Ruyu thought for a moment. She didn’t understand, but Jiang Zhitang was different. A daughter of the Jiang family must be proficient in calligraphy and painting, at least much better than her.

"Why is it strange? Tell me."

Jiang Tangli picked up a nearby painting and said, "Look, let's not talk about the painting skills for now, let's just talk about the content of this painting. What is this? Painting a landscape, of course, is because the scenery is beautiful, or it's weird enough, but this one is certainly not beautiful. Are there any strange rocks? Not really, at most it's ugly."

"And this one," she picked up another one, "It's a featureless scene, and the water flow isn't pretty either. No wonder it can't be painted. Even if it's painted and framed, it's a waste."

Linlang didn't understand, but felt that Jiang Tangli was right, it was just ugly.

"Why did she draw such an ugly thing? And she even put it in a box to keep it."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "That's a good question."

Jiang Tangli and Linlang looked at each other and shook their heads.

There were dozens of paintings, each about 40 to 50 centimeters square, covering the entire floor.

Yan Ruyu switched her eyes and scanned the paintings one by one. She wondered if these paintings appeared ordinary on the surface, but actually contained mysteries.

Like an antique painting, with a layer inside?

But after scanning it, there was nothing.

That's right, these paintings have not been framed yet, they are just ordinary drawing paper. If there are two pieces of paper glued together, you can feel it by touching it.

What does that mean?

Now that Yu is dead, will she become an unsolved mystery?

Yan Ruyu intuitively felt that this painting must be the key.

Suddenly, she looked closely and saw one of the paintings, which looked familiar.

She walked over, picked up the painting, and looked at it closely. Indeed, the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became.

Where have you seen it?

Or...have you been to this place?

As this thought flashed through her mind, Yan Ruyu thought of a new direction.

Perhaps, these paintings were not painted for beauty or out of love. What Yu painted are real scenes and places that represent something.

She looked at the familiar scene in front of her, either she had been there or had seen it before.

where?

As she was recalling, Linlang suddenly said, "Hey, Master, I've seen this picture before."

"where?"

"In your room, before you moved, there was a book on your desk."

As soon as she mentioned the book, Yan Ruyu immediately remembered it.

It’s the book “Water Flow and Governance”!

The book that is rumored to contain a treasure map and is sought after by many forces.

Yan Ruyu had flipped through the book. There were many pictures in the book, but she did not finish reading it. She only looked at a few of them. One of the pages was discussed with Huo Changhe, so she was deeply impressed.

"Linlang, go to my yard and take..."

She wanted to say something, but then she remembered that Linlang didn’t know many Chinese characters.

"You stay here and look at the painting. No one is allowed to move. I'll be back soon."

Yan Ruyu took the familiar painting and hurried back to the courtyard to find the book.

I turned to that page and compared it carefully. Sure enough, although the painting was not exactly the same as the one in the book, it was 80% similar.

This means that Yu's identity is not just as simple as Shen Wenqi's mistress.

Did she follow Shen Wenqi to the Northwest, or did she choose Shen Wenqi because Shen Wenqi was going to the Northwest?

Yan Ruyu was secretly annoyed. If she had known this would happen, she should have brought Yu back instead of leaving her in the governor's mansion.

Now that the person is dead, it will probably take a long time to find out the truth, and it will require the right opportunity.

However, looking at it this way, we can understand why Yu was silenced.

He killed and burned people, and died completely.

The other paintings also need to be compared one by one to see how many of Yu's paintings can be matched, so as to roughly guess how much Yu's group has already mastered.

Could the Yu family be Mr. Mo’s people?

Yan Ruyu had a lot of thoughts in her mind at the moment, and wanted to discuss it with Huo Changhe, but he was not there.

Suppressing her momentary disappointment, Yan Ruyu put the book away, took the painting and returned to the front hall.

He put the paintings back into the box one by one and asked Linlang to take the box back to the yard.

Look back for opportunities to add more space.

Just as I was thinking about what to do next, Yinding came in hurriedly with a unhappy look on his face.

"What happened?"

"My princess," Yinding said with a bow, "On my way back from Jiang's residence, I saw a fire. It was said that someone was burned to death."

"Another fire? Where is it?"

"It's the small courtyard that Shen Wenqi rented."

Jiang Tangli was surprised: "Shen Wenqi was burned to death?"