Your highness from ancient times

Having made up his mind, Shen Nanchuan turned around and lay down on the sofa, "Hengyu, I want to discuss something with you, do you want to listen?"

While painting, Chu Hengyu replied, "Say it."

Shen Nanchuan said enthusiastically, "Shall we go to participate in the painting competition?" As long as Hengyu participates in the competition, he must be the leader, so I look forward to it.

Chu Hengyu stopped writing and thought for a while, drawing competition?It should be the same as in the Zhuangyuan building, where everyone recites poems and paints, and finally chooses the best person.

If this is the case, if you win the leader, wouldn't you be able to make a name for yourself?

"Do you have any requirements for participating in the drawing competition?"

This confused him. No one he knew had such a high level of artistic accomplishment, and he couldn’t even qualify for the competition. Let alone the competition, he didn’t even think about it, “Let me see the rules first and tell you , you can draw first."

Chu Hengyu said gratefully, "Okay." If he succeeds, half of it is due to Nanchuan's contribution, and he will thank him well.

Shen Nanchuan carried the notebook to his lap and began to search for drawing competitions.

There is a "Huaxia Honor" Calligraphy and Painting Contest, which promotes traditional folk calligraphy and painting art and discovers outstanding folk calligraphers and painters with strength.

"Hengyu, I found one, come and have a look." Shen Nanchuan turned around and waved to Chu Hengyu with excitement.

"Here we come." Chu Hengyu put down the pen after he finished sketching the strokes, and walked towards Shen Nanchuan.

Shen Nanchuan pointed to the computer screen with his finger, "The qualifications here are for the nationwide call for contributions, no age limit, no limit to the form of the work, no limit to the style, and no limit to the size."

"And here, Heng Yu, look, applicants will get a gift, and the top fifty will also have a certificate to enter the "Modern Famous Masters" National Tour Exhibition of Calligraphy and Painting Works. Dozens of media will provide personal news reports for the contestants. Participate in large art and cultural events."

"Hengyu, if you win No.1 in this competition, you will definitely be famous in the whole of China. By then, your reputation will rise, and there will be countless people who want to ask you to paint, and each painting can be sold at a higher price. It’s time to become a rich man.”

Shen Nanchuan was gearing up, wishing he could participate in the competition by himself, but unfortunately he didn't have that level, so he could only make some money, "How about it, Hengyu, do you want to sign up?"

"How to sign up?" Chu Hengyu was very excited. This kind of national competition, if he won No.1, he would be No.1 in the whole country, which is equivalent to the champion.

Shen Nanchuan scrolled down, "Here, here, just register in the online registration system, fill in your life, mobile phone number, WeChat ID, and ID number."

Under the guidance of Shen Nanchuan, Chu Hengyu filled out the information and submitted the registration information, "What should I do now?"

With the excitement of "you're done", Shen Nanchuan said, "Just wait for the notification."

"Ah."

……

"Mr. Feng, according to the clues you provided, the person has gone abroad and cannot continue the investigation for the time being." Officer Yao from the police station said every word in a correct manner.

Feng Siche secretly thought, it seems that he really came prepared, if that person doesn't come back, this case might become an unsolved case, "Okay, I got it, I'll trouble you, Officer Yao."

Officer Yao's tone was gentler, "It's okay, please let me know if you have any clues in the future, and try to catch the murderer as soon as possible."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Siche put the phone aside, stared at the table and began to think a little bit.

Could it be that the accomplice ran away and the principal offender also indulged?

But now the little boss is dead, and there is no proof of his death. No one can prove that the little boss had contact with the accomplice.

It's really an unsolved case, unless there is iron evidence that Yan Zhe is the mastermind.

But what puzzled him was, do the conflicts between them really need to be resolved by death?

There seems to be something wrong with this.

……

Xiao Yuanping was favored again because of the presentation of the painting, and the scenery returned to the past, but the current scenery could not help but make him a little vigilant.

These are all dependent on others, which means that his power of life and death is not in his own hands at all, but is tightly held by others.

After realizing this problem, he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive and uneasy.

At the same time, the desire to settle down gradually became stronger, and he was a little tired of this life of licking blood on the edge of a knife.

But some things are not what he wants, because he received a call...

"Didn't you say you won't contact me?"

The boy's unique clear voice came from the other side of the phone, seemingly with a smile on his face, "Although I said so, only you can do this, so..."

Xiao Yuanping was helpless. When he agreed to Chu Hengyu, he had a faint feeling that there might be constant troubles in the future, but he was pinched seven inches at that time, "Say it, what's the matter?"

Chu Hengyu got straight to the point, without inkling at all, "Help me check Yanzhe."

"Why are you checking him?" Xiao Yuanping asked reflexively.

"I almost died in a car accident a few days ago, can you help me find out if he did it?" There was a hint of murderous intent in Chu Hengyu's light words.

He made an oath on the day of his graduation that he would never be bullied again in the future.

Others respect me one foot, I respect others one foot, if someone hurts me, I will definitely retaliate ten times and a hundred times, and I will never be soft!

Xiao Yuanping was terrified. What kind of deep hatred did Chu Hengyu have with Yan Zhe, and he actually wanted his life, "Okay, I'll check for you, but what about the reward?"

Chu Hengyu was not in a hurry, and unexpectedly said, "I will give you Yan Zhe."

Xiao Yuanping, "..." I don't want Yan Zhe, what do I want him for?

Chu Hengyu smiled secretly, "Okay, just kidding, what do you think you want?"

Xiao Yuanping pondered for a long time, "I owe you first, I don't need anything now."

Chu Hengyu responded immediately, "OK."

Xiao Yuanping, "..." I felt like I was at a disadvantage.

"How long will it take?"

"one day."

"Thank you."

……

In the car, Feng Siche was silent for several seconds before speaking, "Chu Hengyu, I'm sorry, the car accident may not be resolved."

Chu Hengyu didn't feel too surprised. When committing crimes in front of everyone, the evidence is usually destroyed beforehand. After all, no one is a fool. "

Feng Siche suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "I'm sorry." In peaceful times, evidence is everything, and without evidence, even if you know who did it, you can't do anything about him.

Chu Hengyu tilted his head to look at Feng Siche, and smiled faintly, "I understand, don't put too much pressure on yourself, by the way, you said take me to meet someone, who do you want to see?"

Feng Siche focused on the business, "I'll take you to meet a person who understands history very well, maybe he can help us solve our doubts."

Chu Hengyu looked curious, "Then let's go."

"Ah."

Feng Siche took Chu Hengyu into a relatively high-end tea house. The interior decoration was antique and very elegant. Once he entered it, he felt as if he had entered a quiet place, isolated from all the hustle and bustle, and made people feel relaxed.

Walking in it, Chu Hengyu felt like returning to ancient times, and secretly sighed in his heart, the people who designed the teahouse must be talented.

Feng Siche glanced at Chu Hengyu, seeing that he looked normal and behaved elegantly. For some reason, he wanted to know what he was thinking right now.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back again, he and Chu Hengyu must keep a distance, and when Gu Yu's affairs are found out, they will stop communicating.

Seeing Feng Siche's hesitation to speak, Chu Hengyu was very puzzled, since they are so familiar, what else can't they say?

But he didn't ask, he couldn't make things difficult for Feng Siche.

Now that Feng Siche is Chu Junze's fiancé, if he still seduces him knowingly, Feng Siche will definitely look down on him, this is not what he wants.

What he wanted was the best of both worlds, to make Feng Siche fall in love with him, and make Chu Junze not hate him, so now is obviously not the time.

After Mu Shen received Feng Siche's call, he walked out of a private room. On the way, he happened to meet a waiter who brought Feng Siche and Chu Hengyu to the stairs, "Young Master Feng, this is you on the phone. The friend you were talking about?"

When his eyes moved to Chu Hengyu's face, he was obviously stunned, he was amazed, this boy's parents are really good-looking, it's amazing to give birth to such a super-looking son!

Feng Siche explained with a smile, "Yes, his name is Chu Hengyu, and he is also very interested in history. After hearing about it, he wanted to join in the fun."

Mu Shenyou said with a smile, "That's like my grandpa. Please come this way, grandpa is already here."

Feng Siche nodded, "Okay."

The three of them entered a private room of a tea house, which was very quiet. The tea set on the table had already been filled with tea, and wisps of white mist rose from the tea set, exuding a pleasant fragrance of tea leaves.

Sitting next to the exquisite mahogany tea table is a very gentle old man, who looks very cultured, with gray hair, and seems to contain endless knowledge.

The old man is of course Mu Shen's grandfather, the well-educated historian.

Mu Shen approached and whispered, "Grandpa, Young Master Feng has brought his friends here."

Feng Siche and Chu Hengyu greeted the old man one after the other.

Grandpa Mu is getting older now, and he likes to cultivate his body, especially the tea ceremony. After contacting him, he feels broad and profound, and gradually became obsessed with it, and his personality has become more gentle. He said kindly, "Sit, let's sit and talk about anything. Tired."

After Feng Siche and Chu Hengyu thanked him, they sat opposite Grandpa Mu, and Mu Shen sat next to him and helped him make tea.

Grandpa Mu moved Mu Shen's cup of tea to Feng Siche and Chu Hengyu.

Feng Siche is not good at this, he only knows that this is Yunwu tea, but he doesn't know much about the others.

At this time, Chu Hengyu's moderate voice sounded from the side, clear and light, like tea, which made people feel refreshed.

"Yunwu tea is the earliest kind of wild tea. Later, Huiyuan, a famous monk of Donglin Temple, transformed wild tea into home-grown tea."

The tea buds are plump and green, the cords are compact and beautiful, the aroma is fresh and long-lasting, the taste is mellow and sweet, the soup color is clear and bright, and the bottom of the leaves is evenly green.

The "six musts" are usually used to describe Yunwu tea, that is, "the strands are thick, green and green, the soup is bright, the leaves are tender and even, the fragrance is long-lasting, mellow and sweet".

Yunwu tea has a unique flavor. Due to the influence of cool and foggy climate and short direct sunlight time, its leaves are thick, thick, mellow and resistant to foaming. "