I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

Before she could take a rest, Bai Zhi went out to find Lin Chong.

But the Lotus Waterside Pavilion covers a very large area and has sparse courtyards. I don’t know which courtyard Lin Chong lives in!

The security of Furong Waterside Pavilion is quite good. They will not let anyone in who the residents do not want to see, and they will not disclose the residents' information to others.

This makes Bai Zhi feel like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But fortunately, the prince taught himself a lesson last night. No matter how strict the organization is, there are still loopholes, namely the human heart. Some are stupid, some are bad, some are greedy, and some are soft-hearted. There are many things in the human heart, and there are many breakthroughs.

Bai Zhi saw a woman sweeping the house on the roadside and chatted casually, "Hey, old man, if my mother-in-law were alive, she should be about the same age as you!"

When the mother-in-law heard this, she immediately stopped what she was doing and started chatting with Bai Zhi, "Why, the wife of a wealthy family has a bad fate?"

"Isn't that right? I want to raise my daughter but she won't be kissed. I really regret that I didn't spend more time with her!"

"Poor baby! Don't be too sad. Life and death are matters of fate. I can't blame you."

Bai Zhi took out a piece of silver and put it into her hand, "That's right. It's just a little thought to disturb Auntie's work. It can be regarded as a filial piety to Auntie."

The Sasou woman resisted for a long time and then accepted it. The two chatted for a while, and then Bai Zhi asked, "The scenery of the Lotus Water Pavilion is really nice. I want to go and relax. If I can find a friend to talk to, it would be a good idea." This kind of dissolution. I want to ask Auntie, where can I find a soulmate?"

"There is a Pipa Tower in the east, where musicians play and sing every day. The musician Yu'e is called the most beautiful woman in Chenjing. Young princes like to go there. They would spend a lot of money to talk to her! There is also a young prince. For her, I stayed here for half a month!"

This description fit Lin Chong quite well, so Bai Zhi decided to go and have a look.

Before people arrived at the Pipa Tower, the melodious music of the piano reached my ears first, melodious and beautiful.

Getting closer, there were actually three or five richly dressed young men who were blocked outside.

Bai Zhi spoke curiously, "May I ask, gentlemen, why don't you go in?"

"Don't mention it! That boy from the Lin family is occupying the girl Yu'e alone and won't let us in!"

"A stinky businessman, just a bitch!"

"Hush! Hush! Please keep your voice down! He is most afraid of others mentioning his mother!"

……

In their busy discussion, Bai Zhi understood it clearly, and this description really came without any effort.

However, she is in the same situation as everyone else now, and she cannot enter this building or see Lin Chong.

She tried many ways to get close to the guard, but none of them had any effect. Even if she brought Shi Qi, an excellent thug, she couldn't get him to help her willingly, so she had to think of other ways.

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth, feeling a little anxious inside. She must see Lin Chong today!

When her heart was anxious, her feet would move uncontrollably. She walked aimlessly along the wooden bridge built by the lake. All she could think about was how to meet Lin Chong.

While he was lost in thought, he heard a quarrel not far away.

"Foreman Money, please let me beg you! Can you give me one month's wages in advance? Half a month! Just half a month!"

The voice was very familiar. Bai Zhi looked around the corner. It was the painter who had secretly painted her that morning. He was holding a rolled-up paper in his arms, which should be a painting.

The man who was called the money foreman looked displeased, "Oh! We don't have this rule here! You have only been here for less than a month, how can I give you an advance! What will happen if you take the money and run away!"

"I pledge my paintings to you. These are masterpieces that I am proud of! If I run away, you can definitely sell them at a high price!" the painter said in a panic.

Only then did Bai Zhi see that he was not tall and he always liked to stand on tiptoe when talking.

The money foreman was disturbed and became inexplicably irritable, "I don't have any money left to pay you, so you can leave!"

The painter was still unwilling to give up. He held the foreman Qian's arm and refused to let him go. "Foreman Qian, can I kneel down and kowtow to you?!"

"No!" Foreman Qian was angry. With a wave of his hand, he accidentally threw the painting that the painter was holding into the water with a crash.

Foreman Qian looked back, sighed and shook his head, and then left.

The painter looked at the paintings that fell into the water, and his eyes turned red for a moment. He did not move, but just watched quietly, watching the paintings soaking in the water, absorbing water, and then sinking.

They all looked calm, except Bai Zhi who panicked!

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Seventeen, come on, come on! Pick it up quickly!"

Hearing this, Shi Qi stepped on the lotus leaf and quickly rescued the water painting like a dragonfly touching the water.

Bai Zhi also rushed over quickly, "There is another pair under the lotus leaf!"

After working hard for a long time, the two of them finally picked up all the paintings.

But the painter said lukewarmly, "It's worthless, what are you doing with it!"

Bai Zhi had no time to pay attention to him, she was busy spreading out the transformations one by one and drying them.

As soon as she spread out a painting, Bai Zhi was shocked, "Wow! What kind of god are you! This painting is incredible! Incredible!"

Bai Zhi didn't know how to appreciate paintings, but the moment the painting unfolded, it really gave her a different kind of visual impact.

She felt that there were only three strokes in this painting. One stroke was the vast desert, one stroke was the misty smoke, and one stroke was the fiery sunset.

With just three strokes, he painted a picture of the beauty of a desert with solitary smoke and a long river with a setting sun.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! Don't let him sell it to me! He found a treasure." Bai Zhi sat on the ground and raised her head, looking at the painter with excitement.

The painter's eyes looked like he was a fool. Although some people said that his paintings were not bad, they could only be sold for a few cents.

He laughed unconsciously, "Oh, don't act there. If I take your money, I won't expose your identity..."

"Wow! This one is also wonderful! This one is called, The sunset and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water and the sky are the same color!"

The painter brother raised his eyebrows and his expression became a little complicated, "You are sick..."

"This is fine! Isn't this just dead vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, and ancient roads with westerly winds and thin horses! 666!"

The painter brother felt a little sore in his eyes for no apparent reason.

"This, the stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges like the great rivers!"

The painter brother reached out and pinched his eyebrows, his facial features wrinkled up.

"This beauty is painted so well!"

"This one is so beautiful, I can't think of any poems to describe it!"

……

Finally, amidst Bai Zhi's endless praises, the painter brothers lost themselves.

"This painting is called Spring Water Blue in the Sky, Painted Boat Listening to the Rain and Sleeping." The painter spoke slowly.

He began to introduce his paintings to Bai Zhi, one by one. He was still a little shy about speaking, but the more he talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the more he couldn't stop.

He suddenly remembered that he had once introduced these works to others in such a gushing manner, but the answer he received was "this painting is extremely sloppy".

His voice became softer and quieter, and finally sounded like a mosquito. He said, "Will you buy it?"

Bai Zhi nodded matter-of-factly, "Buy it! How much do you want to sell it for?"

"I want fifty taels of silver." the painter tried.

Bai Zhi blinked blankly, "Huh? You sell so many paintings for fifty taels?"

"Otherwise?"

"Let's do this. I want all of these. I'll give you a hundred taels and you can tell me something about this Furong Water Pavilion. Is that okay?"

Bai Zhi thought he would refuse. After all, the Furong Water Pavilion was very cruel to employees who didn't follow the rules.

But this man responded immediately, "You can know whatever you want! As long as I know!"

Bai Zhi: "!!! Very good, how should I call Xiongtai?"

"I'm Wei Liang, my words are far away!"