The commander-in-chief is handsome and charming

The two of them chatted for a while and then fell asleep peacefully.

The prison of Qianyiwei was bustling with activity.

Those who had just been brought back were all thrown into the same cell.

There were two young eunuchs outside the door, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and were wearing the uniforms of the Thousand Wing Guards.

The hat was thrown directly on the table.

"Hurry up, Lotus, how many days will you bet this time?" The handsome young eunuch smiled brightly.

Holding a pen in one hand and pressing the paper on the table with the other.

"I bet..." The other one sat quietly at the table and looked at the person who was locked inside.

Then he looked at his smiling companion.

He paused and said, "Xingchen, you tell me first this time, how many days do you want to bet?"

"Me?" The young eunuch raised his hand and scratched his head, thinking for a moment, "I bet for three days."

"Then I'll bet for two days!"

Lotus had just finished speaking when the eunuch named Xingchen licked the pen in his hand.

He raised his hand and quickly wrote a line of words on the paper.

A closer look revealed that it was a bet made in a certain year and month, betting that the commander would torture someone to insanity within a few days, and the bet was twenty taels of silver.

"Twenty taels of silver. Whoever wins can get married." Xingchen held a pen in his mouth, picked up the paper and blew on it.

Their positions in the Thousand Wing Guards are not high, and their salaries are not high either.

I only get two taels of silver every month.

The only benefit is comfort.

All I have to do every day is watch over the people who are locked up in this yard.

Both he and Lianhua entered the palace when they were less than ten years old, and were later selected into the Thousand Wing Guards.

I have saved some money over the years.

"You go and get married. I don't want to get married." Lianhua shook her head at him.

I don't understand why they are so concerned about getting married.

What's good about getting married?

"You don't know this, right? Give me another tael of silver, and I'll show you my treasured picture book." Xingchen raised his eyebrows with a smile.

He handed the paper with the ink dried on it to Lotus.

The latter took it and looked at it, but didn't respond to his words at all.

The two men stayed in the yard all day.

He usually lives in the left and right rooms, so no one knows what he has done.

What's there to see.

Now that he has money, why not buy a small yard to live in?

The two of them obviously made bets like this often, so he probably took a glance at the contract.

He took Xingchen's pen and quickly wrote his name on it.

After writing, he blew it dry and handed it to Xingchen, who finished writing neatly.

After finishing writing, he took out a red ink pad from the corner of the table.

The two of them put their fingerprints on the bet, and the bet became effective.

The people who were imprisoned in the prison felt a chill on their scalps when they heard the conversation between the two.

But the two of them had no time to take care of them.

"It's already this time." The little eunuch named Xingchen moved his body slightly.

He poured himself a cup of tea from the table.

He turned around and looked at the people in the cell.

"You go back, I'm on duty today." After saying that, he sat on the chair and leaned back leisurely.

Lotus looked at him like this.

He looked at the people in the cell, and then looked at Xingchen who was drinking tea seriously.

Her eyes paused at his sleeves. "Hide your thing well. If the commander finds it..."

He picked up the hat on the table while speaking.

Walk slowly towards the room on the side.

He couldn't understand why a little eunuch liked picture books so much.

Although he is about the same age as Xingchen, his goal is to buy a small yard to live in.

Although the Thousand Wing Guard's room is comfortable, it does not give a sense of home.

Xingchen, who remained where he was, was so shocked by his words that he sat up straight instantly.

He raised his hand and touched his cuffs.

Then he pulled out a booklet.

"Huh~ You can even find this?"

"It shouldn't be."

He took a sip of tea and looked at the people huddled in the cell.

Adjust the direction of your seat.

He raised his hand and turned the oil lamp.

He squatted down and took out several brushes of different sizes from under the seat.

Then open the booklet in your hand.

There were two people hugging each other on it.

He placed the booklet on the table and looked at the pens of different sizes on the side.

Finally picked one.

With just a few simple strokes, the characters in the book became clear.

After finishing a set of paintings, he took a sip of the tea on the side.

Look at the people in the prison again.

He lowered his head and blew away the ink on the booklet.

After thinking about it, I went to draw the next group.

He is a little eunuch with ideals.

The popular picture albums nowadays are those for men and women.

What's the point of that?

His ideal is to enrich the content of this booklet.

Everyone in Kyoto had a copy of his album.

Then the boudoirs of each family would be lively.

A young eunuch was looking at the album in his hand with a smile on his face.

Why not just draw a few more tools to liven up the atmosphere?

Include usage notes on the side.

It was because of his painting and calligraphy that he was selected into the Thousand Wing Guards.

The beautiful handwriting, combined with the pictures, really looks very realistic.

This booklet has been drawn for some time.

It will probably be done tonight.

A certain young eunuch became more and more engrossed in painting, and in the end he completely forgot about time.

When Ling Yun brought Ling Feng into the yard.

What caught my eye were several people imprisoned in an open-air prison.

Then there was the busy little eunuch lying on the table.

She had some impression of this young eunuch, as he looked quite young at the time.

His painting skills were truly amazing, which is why he was invited to join the Thousand Wing Guards.

This is……

What about painting?

Thinking that his wife's paintings were also good, Ling Yun suddenly became interested.

He waved at Ling Yun and walked over with light steps.

then……

Ling Yun looked at the content on the painting and raised his hand to touch his chin.

This kid is a talent!

She just stood behind the young eunuch Xingchen and watched him finish the last page.

"Huh~" The little eunuch stretched his body gently.

He lowered his head and used the dagger to pry up the blue bricks under his feet.

He quickly took out an oil paper bag.

When the oil paper package was opened, there were actually a number of booklets inside.

Ling Yun looked at the pamphlets in shock.

The little eunuch Xingchen raised his hand to take the book he had just finished drawing.

However, one hand was a little faster than his.

Ling Yun took the booklet in his hand and flipped through it, his eyes lighting up.

"Commander-in-chief?" Xingchen looked at the person who appeared in surprise.

Then I looked at the sky.

I don't understand why you came so early?

"Yeah." Ling Yun held the booklet in his palm and raised his chin towards the young eunuch.

His eyes fell on the oilcloth bag. "All of them?"

"Ah?" The handsome young eunuch looked confused.

Ling Yun had already grabbed the oilcloth bag and the booklet inside it in his hands.

After taking a quick look, he threw it to Ling Feng and said, "Take it back."

"Commander-in-chief," Xingchen stood up hurriedly.

He bowed hastily, then said hastily, "Your subordinate, I want to sell it for money."

"I can't give you money?" Ling Yun looked down at the little eunuch.

His face was a little dark.

It's as if she robbed it.

"That's different." The young eunuch was not afraid of her.

"I have asked, and I learned that one copy can be bought for two cents of silver at the bookstore. If it is printed in large quantities..." He was counting on his fingers.

Ling Yun's face turned even darker.

You are a little eunuch, and you are planning to sell boudoir albums?

Are you polite?

What do you want those men to think?