The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

I don't know how long I slept, but the cat was woken up by poking its ears. When it woke up, the night was extremely dark.

Opening his eyes sleepily and stretching his waist, Rong Yunjing was sitting at the side, looking down at the document warmly.

It seems that he has been sitting in this position for a long time, and he doesn't even look away. At first glance, he looks serious.

Um?Why are your ears itchy?

The cat slapped its ears with its paws, scratched it several times and then shook its head, only to feel a lot more comfortable.

It stood up unsteadily, with its little tail cocked, proudly walked to the document, sat down on the center of the paper, looked at Rong Yunjing expressionlessly and let out a 'meow'.

Rong Yunjing: "..."

Rong Yunjing lifted the cat's back half, moved it to a place other than the document paper, and continued to read the document.

The cat lay on the spot for two seconds, then suddenly lowered its body and made a run-up gesture.Rong Yunjing raised his eyebrows, and before he could make any new moves, the kitten rushing over hugged him with a 'chirp'.

Rong Yunjing's eyes were crooked with a smile, he shook his hands and said, "Move your hips, okay?"

The cat is holding the pen with half of its body, its chin is resting on the top of the pen, and its butt is still sitting on the hand of the pen holder.The expression on the whole meow face is very spiritual, and there are a few big characters almost in the eyes: Since you won't let me sleep, then don't work.

The person and the cat looked at each other for a while, a cunning flashed in Rong Yunjing's eyes, he rescued the pen from the cat's claw with his left hand, held the pen and continued to sign documents for annotation.

"?!" The cat's eyes widened uncontrollably.This was the first time he saw someone who could write with his left hand, and the characters written by his left hand were exactly the same as those written by his right hand.

I often hear that the Empire Moonlight Decathlon can do all kinds of strange skills.Xi Qingyin didn't believe it before, thinking that it might be a deliberate illusion for others to see, but now it seems that there is actually some real skill in it.

Both left and right hands can correct documents, now Xi Qingyin has no choice but to sit aside, thinking about what she heard before going to bed.

Take him to meet someone?Who?

Before going to 'Xi Qingyin' during the day, the Golden Peacock always took him away, and never said to meet people.This time, he was deliberately pulled out of the den, and carried into the flying machine with abductors, which really made people think too much.

It was half an hour after the aircraft arrived at the destination, during which time Xi Qingyin thought hard, thinking that Rong Yunjing had signed all the documents, but he didn't think of a reason.

But as soon as he got off the aircraft, Xi Qingyin understood the surrounding environment instantly.

No matter how dark the night was, he would not fail to recognize his home.

Xi Qingyin suddenly lost interest, and lay lifelessly in Rong Yunjing's arms.

Sometimes he really wanted to shake Rong Yunjing's head to see if he could shake water out of it.

How could this person not know how to give up?

Just relying on a figure that appeared within a few minutes in the vanity, he stubbornly and stubbornly came to the bottom of Song Xiya, searched and searched again and again.He may have loosened the soil at the bottom of the whole Ya two or three times, and he didn't even find a corner of his clothes... Looking at it, it's really distressing.

After a few seconds of brief sentimentality, Xi Qingyin suddenly felt something was wrong.

wrong.

The previous few times the aircraft stopped directly at Yadi, but this time it stopped at Yading, and it stopped right in front of his house.

Reminiscent of what Rong Yunjing said earlier that he wanted to take him to meet someone, Xi Qingyin instantly understood.Previously, because of a cat, as a courtesy, this time Rong Yunjing also brought the cat to show his kindness to the housekeeper.

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin looked up at the deep attic, and when he saw the neatly dressed hunched figure directly in front of the attic, his heart suddenly felt mixed.

When he had no inspiration for painting at night before, he would often walk out of the attic and squat near the building to look at the flowers, insects and weeds.At this time, the housekeeper would always 'snap' on all the lights outside the attic, make him a cup of warm milk with his coat on, and urge him to go home early, it's cold outside.

It was just an ordinary late night, without his habitual midnight wandering, and the housekeeper didn't turn on the lights, just standing alone in the darkness, motionless.

A dozen micro-robots descended from the aircraft, and flew towards the attic one by one silently.When they reached the attic door, the butler opened it and let the robots in.After a while, these robots carefully held all kinds of paintings and flew back.

These should be the hundreds of paintings that Rong Yunjing bought at the auction.Painting during the day is too ostentatious, and it is much more secretive in the middle of the night.

Aware of this, the cat seriously looked at a painting passing by.

When seeing one of the brightly colored lavender oil paintings, the cat blinked its blue eyes, almost unbelievable, and struggled to get a closer look.

That painting was made before the war, and several times it was classified as for sale, but was secretly put back not for sale by the housekeeper.He tried to persuade him several times, but later he found that his uncle really liked the lavender oil painting, so he gave up the idea of ​​selling the painting.

How could even this painting be sold now?

The cat struggled several times to no avail, Rong Yunjing pinched its two little feet and held it in his arms, unable to move.

Rong Yunjing approached the attic, and said seriously: "I will take good care of these works, and I will never slack off."

As if he had just realized that someone was approaching, the housekeeper was willing to look away from the past paintings and looked at Rong Yunjing in a daze.

After a long pause, he finally came to his senses, and quickly saluted, "Your Highness."

Rong Yunjing hugged the cat with one hand, and gave him a quick hand with the other, and said, "How is your health recently?"

I have to say that Rong Yunjing really didn't lose the chain at the critical moment, and even asked the question that Qingyin was most concerned about right now.

The cat pulled out its little paws from Yunjing's palm with great force, and clasped them loosely. Its azure vertical pupils stared at the housekeeper without blinking.

The housekeeper looked at the paintings in a trance, shook his head and said, "The body is still the same, there is no major problem."

Xi Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, but Rong Yunjing did not take it lightly, but still asked caringly: "How is the old man feeling recently? If there is any discomfort, you can come to the palace to find me at any time."

The butler smiled wearily, and said: "I'm sorry for your concern, and I'm in good spirits, but I've been dreaming a lot recently, I always dream about things from the past, and I even dreamed that the little master came to me in his dream."

Rong Yunjing paused, then said after consideration: "Looking for you...did you say anything?"

There was a look of sadness in the butler's eyes, and he wiped his tears with his sleeve again: "No, he didn't say anything. It just looks like he lost a lot of weight, and he's living a bad life. I often wonder if there will be a lot of blood under the ground. Someone saw the little master alone and bullied him, that's why he came to me for help."

Rong Yunjing was dumbfounded for a while, and then became sad, and said comfortingly: "No, Master Xi is so kind, no one would be willing to bully him."

The housekeeper cried more and more desperately, and suddenly said: "The paintings are gone, gone! When everything is over, I will go down to accompany..."

Having said this, he suddenly stopped and did not continue to speak.

The housekeeper's speech was a little vague and vague for the elderly, but Rong Yunjing couldn't hear it clearly, thinking that he was reminiscing about something, so he comforted him in a low voice.

Xi Qingyin heard everything clearly, and suddenly became very anxious, because he was afraid that the housekeeper would have suicidal thoughts, so he almost wanted to become a human directly and tell all the truth.

After a long while of anxiety, the butler's crying finally weakened.

He said, "I want to show you a place."

Rong Yunjing nodded and said, "Okay."

The two walked one after the other, and there were accompanying guards who wanted to follow up to protect them, but they were all repelled by Rong Yunjing's eyes.

He walked straight to the back of the attic, and then stepped on some weeds in a detour.Let alone Rong Yunjing now, even Xi Qingyin's mind is a little confused.

He had never been to the land behind the attic.

This place is on the sunny side of the mountain, with heavy humidity, swamps and mosquitoes.A few years ago, Xi Qingyin came here to sketch once, but when he went back, his whole body was itchy, and even his eyelids were bitten by mosquitoes. The redness and swelling were so large that he didn't dare to go out for a few days, and then he never approached again. here.

Why does the butler walk so easily in such a dilapidated place?

After about ten minutes, the butler pushed aside the weeds, revealing the stone tablet covered by the weeds.

Rong Yunjing followed behind, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Stepping on the mud all the way, he didn't make any unnecessary complaints from the beginning to the end, but just followed behind very seriously.Even when the housekeeper was crying just now, he only comforted him softly, and didn't make things worse with more desperate emotions.

But at this moment, Rong Yunjing really couldn't bear it anymore.

His whole body was trembling slightly, and the strength of holding the cat unconsciously increased a lot.It wasn't until the cat screamed in struggle that he suddenly woke up, and quickly relaxed his movements.

"……This is?"

The butler picked up the small broom next to the tomb bag, cleaned up the corpses of mosquitoes, snakes and scorpions in front of the stone tablet, and said softly, "This is the tomb of the young master."

"I know, what I mean is..." Rong Yunjing breathed heavily, suppressing his incomprehension, and barely said in a slow voice: "I mean why is the clothes tomb in such a place, so dirty and messy , how can you let him... this is the clothes tomb you made?"

"No." The housekeeper swept the cemetery, touched a blank space on the stone tablet, and said, "I made it on the edge of the cliff, it was big and clean, and the next morning I found that the grave had been dug up."

Rong Yunjing: "..."

The butler continued: "There are also some girls who still believe in the little master. They pooled their money and set up a sculpture next to the attic, where your aircraft is parked. It is splendid and magnificent."

Rong Yunjing hugged the trembling cat tightly in his arms, and said, "But when I came down, I didn't see any sculptures."

The steward said: "Yes. Because the sculpture has been smashed."

Rong Yunjing's light brown pupils gradually deepened, and after a long storm had been brewing, he finally pursed his lips and said, "Sorry."

The butler shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It's not your fault, Your Highness doesn't need to apologize at all. I brought you here because I think you really like the works of the little master, so I would like to ask you something."

Rong Yunjing said: "Please tell me."

The housekeeper looked at the tombstone and said, "The second child in the Tao family helped dig this stone tablet secretly. His elder brother Tao Liyan used to be good friends with the young master, so he agreed to help."

"But the little master is such a clean person, how could I let him sleep in this kind of place for a long time. When the limelight passes, I hope His Highness can look at the hundreds of paintings and find a good place for the little one. The master erected the monument again."

He didn't cry anymore, nor did he kneel down to force him.Just standing straight, begging very earnestly and humblely.

Rong Yunjing didn't respond positively, but frowned and said, "Have you ever thought about a possibility?"

The butler said, "What possibility?"

Rong Yunjing said, "He may not be dead yet."

"..."

His expression was blank for a long time, the housekeeper looked at Rong Yunjing cautiously, and threw back the question that the man asked him at the beginning.

"Your Highness, are you in good spirits recently?"

The cat, who had been anxiously watching the excitement before, suddenly let out a 'poof'. It looked like it was sneezing, but it sounded like it was laughing.

Rong Yunjing pinched the cat's mouth and said seriously: "The spirit is very good, very good, very good."

After emphasizing it several times, he continued: "There is a bead called Vanity in my palace. It can reproduce people's deepest memories. When I used Vanity a few days ago, I found that the Xi painter in my memory suddenly made the same Memorize different actions."

The butler quickly grasped the point, and asked dully: "Your Highness, why is your deepest memory the little master?"

Rong Yunjing closed his mouth again, remained silent for more than ten seconds, and said: "This is not the point. The point is that I checked a lot of books and information, and there was no such situation in the books. I guess, maybe it is Master Xi was mistakenly summoned by Vanity."

Hearing the word 'summoning', the housekeeper looked at Rong Yunjing in astonishment, and then at the stone tablet among the weeds.

Having been together day and night for more than ten years, Xi Qingyin can almost see through what the butler is thinking at a glance:

Ahhh what should I do? I just entrusted the little master's grave to a person with a brain problem!Can I take my words back now, will he be angry?But if you don't take it back, it feels really unreliable!

It seemed that the storm in the brain was over, the butler reminded gently: "Your Highness, that day I saw the little master jump off the cliff with my own eyes."

Rong Yunjing said, "Did you see the corpse with your own eyes?"

The butler said, "I didn't see it."

Rong Yunjing said: "That doesn't just mean..."

"Your Highness, Songxi Cliff also has a name called 'Boneless Cliff'." The steward interrupted him, with tears in his cloudy eyes: "You can try throwing a live horse or sheep from the cliff. , live deer. See if you can find the carcasses of these animals."

Rong Yunjing froze for a moment, closed his mouth and kept silent.

The two looked at the stele in silence for a long time.After so long that the cat yawned uncontrollably, Rong Yunjing said, "Have you got all the money you need after selling these paintings?"

The butler wasn't too surprised.It's no secret now that the whole empire knows he's raising money.

He said bluntly: "I don't know if I have all the money. I have tried my best with my old bones. If it is not enough, I am incompetent. I am sorry, little master. I will confess to him at that time."

Xi Qingyin was stunned by these words.

How come he can understand each word separated, but the meaning of the whole sentence becomes so strange.According to the uncle of the housekeeper, after selling all his paintings, is it possible that he is still doing things for him?

Like a tacit understanding, Rong Yunjing took the opportunity to ask: "What is it that requires you to raise such a large sum of money?"

"Redemption." The butler said concisely.

The cat narrowed its eyes slightly, and in its heart it had already directly compared the "person" in the butler's words to a Class A war criminal in a black market auction.

In a flash, he thought of many people he knew on the battlefield, but these people either died on the battlefield, or they were promoted and promoted, and they lived faster than anyone else.It seems that no one needs a butler to raise money to rescue, so who is this A-level war criminal...

Just thinking about it, the guards suddenly shouted anxiously in the distance: "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The housekeeper said: "The painting should have been emptied, Your Highness, it's time for you to leave."

The eviction order was so obvious, of course it was impossible for Rong Yunjing to keep chattering.

Before leaving, he looked back one last time.

The old man stood alone in front of the tombstone, lowering his head and slowly cleaning the dead grass beside the tombstone.As soon as it was cleaned, the wind blew, and there were a lot of dead mosquitoes and dead grass on the flat clothes mound.

I had been holding back during the conversation just now, but at this moment it seemed that I finally couldn't help it.He burst into tears all at once, and kept wiping away his tears with his sleeves, but he couldn't wipe them clean.

**

"Are you still angry that I dragged you out of the nest?"

Rong Yunjing got a cat teasing stick from nowhere, stuffed it into the nest, and dangled it in front of the cat.

The cat glanced at Rong Yunjing with a look of "Go to hell", then turned his head in a muffled manner, turned his butt towards him, and performed "out of sight, out of mind" very hardcore.

Now he has returned to Jinpidao, but whenever he thinks about what happened just now, he feels chest tightness and shortness of breath, and is very irritable.

The housekeeper is not doing well, and he feels uncomfortable in his heart.Feeling guilty and entangled, who has the time to play cat and cat games with this silly peacock.

While poking the cat's head with a cat teasing stick, Rong Yunjing was distracted thinking about the white shadow he saw in the vanity.I can't forget it all the time, and I'm very worried that I really have hallucinations.

Suddenly, a maid came from the side and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, the marshal is here."

Rong Yunjing immediately raised a smile, the smile on his lips was more real than usual: "You mean the little uncle is here?"

Feeling that the annoying cat teaser was finally removed, the kitten's ears rolled up in the small quilt twitched twice, turned around curiously, and looked out.

I happened to see a male about 45 or 6 years old walking towards me without any haste.He was neatly dressed, with a short beard on his chin, and he smiled elegantly and politely, with a mature air.

Xi Qingyin knew this person, and they even met each other often in the past - Rong Tianhe is the biological younger brother of the current monarch.

When he participated in various ceremonies, Rong Yunjing didn't dare to come up and talk to him, but Rong Tianhe was exactly the opposite.This man seemed to like painting very much, and sometimes he brought all kinds of paintings to him for advice.

He obviously didn't know him, and he wasn't very familiar with it. There were more experienced royal painters present, so they wanted to ask him.

Maybe it's because she didn't reach out to hit the smiling person, Xi Qingyin explained very seriously every time.Every time he finished speaking, Rong Tianhe suddenly realized, and boasted: "You are worthy of being the chief painter!"

It's not that I hate it, it's just that I feel that this person is a little familiar.

While thinking about this, Rong Tianhe approached and said in surprise, "When did you raise a cat?"

Rong Yunjing smiled and said: "The palace is boring, raising a cat can make it more lively."

"It's a good idea." Rong Tianhe sighed regretfully: "Unfortunately, it would be nice if it were only an orange cat."

Rong Yunjing was puzzled: "Why?"

Rong Tianhe said: "The orange cat is round and looks like gold, which is more in line with the style of the royal family. Why don't you dye this little one into gold with dye one day, just like the decoration design I gave you for the palace."

Rong Yunjing nodded: "I'm a little moved by what you said."

The two walked away talking.

The cat hugged its fur tightly in the small quilt, choked up: So this golden bump was designed by Rong Tianhe!Now he still wants to encourage the golden peacock to dye himself orange!unacceptable!

But with this episode, he was finally no longer bored.Seeing that there were no people walking around for a long time, the cat slumped its head and quickly entered the place of inheritance.

At this moment, the auction seems to be still going on, and everyone is raising the price crazily with enthusiasm, and no one has noticed that he has gone online quietly for the time being.

The cat watched for a while, then stretched out its small paw and gently poked the live broadcast button.

【drop!The store you follow has just launched a live broadcast, come and watch it in the live broadcast~]

Netizens in the 'scrambling' were stunned, stunned by the sudden news.After seeing the sign of 'Chinese Painting Live' on the live broadcast room, they were dumbfounded and didn't react for a long time.

Many young imperial painters who found that they couldn't afford it and went to sleep were also disturbed by their respective instructors, almost watching the live broadcast with their necks crossed.

At the beginning, I was a little angry, but when I saw the name of the live broadcast room, the imperial painters were immediately refreshed.This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so hurry up and steal it!

Xi Qingyin took out the last piece of rice paper from Rong Yunjing, carefully spread it on the black table, and accepted the scanning of Xingwang.

During the scanning period, Yukuanfan's private messages hit her in the face.

[I just found out that the turnover has suddenly increased a lot, come and take a look... Sishou, you must never broadcast Chinese paintings live, this thing is our secret! 】

Xi Qingyin sighed and replied.

[Don't worry, you won't see it after reading it. Traditional Chinese painting is not as simple as you imagined. 】

The tip of the cat paintbrush changed several times, and finally it became the pen tip that Xi Qingyin wanted.

Xi Qingyin's gaze has never been so serious since she transformed back into the prototype for painting, and it is also the first time that her desire to return to her human body is so strong.

Facts have proved that his previous idea was wrong, very wrong.I thought that death escape was just to avoid some damage, but now things are not as simple as thought.

This is not avoiding, but running away.

In this world, there are still people like the housekeeper who bent over to sweep his grave in the cold wind, and there are people like Rong Yunjing who persevere and search for him all over the world.There are thousands of fans who Xi Qingyin can't even pronounce their names.They have always trusted him, and they are not afraid of any accusations, and they only believe what he says.

The only thing that can bring these people down is probably the news of his death.

Looking at the cat mask that was frozen into the ice again, Xi Qingyin's goal is very clear:

Absolutely, absolutely must draw a Chinese painting with a score of more than 30, and never let everyone's trust down again!

The author has something to say: Queque: A few days ago, I saw Master Xi at Vanity...

Steward: Why is your deepest memory of him?

Queque: This is not the point.

Steward: No, this is the biggest point.

Went to No. 1 at the CP candy distribution scene - a housekeeper who did not want to be named.