The first lady is sweet and sweet

Chapter 183 I don't know (three more)

Shen Zhouheng the three of them stepped into the second hall, Mo Xiancheng and the others have been waiting for a while.

It wasn't that when he first came back, he was sweating profusely and panting in embarrassment.

In all these years, I have never walked such a long distance on my legs.

When You Qi came back, he was still running, my mother felt that this leg was not hers anymore.

Zhou Sinian and Mo Yanxing sat on the official hat chair and kept beating their legs. When the two saw Shen Zhouheng's family of three coming in, they immediately stopped and stood up.

After the two sides bowed their hands and saluted, Shen Zhou sat on the main seat.

Qi Yaoyao and Chen's two sat on the official hat chair below Shen Zhouheng's right hand.

Qi Yaoyao glanced at the second hall. The screen in the center of Qinzhi Hall was painted with a picture of Songhe extending the year. Compared with the landscape and sunrise picture in the hall, it was undoubtedly a little more life-like.

The warrants on the case are also different from those in the lobby, with only black and no red, indicating that the death penalty is generally not imposed in the second court, and most civil cases are handled.

There is a plaque hanging above the screen, thinking to make up the hall, to retreat and make up for the past.

The county magistrate sat in the hall, and when he looked up, he could see the six characters of Heavenly Principle, National Law, and Human Relation hanging on the screen door opposite.

These six words remind the magistrate to weigh the three when deciding a case, so that it is legal, reasonable and reasonable.

Looking at the character of the county magistrate, it is not easy.

"Who do you guys record?" Shen Zhou looked at Zhou Sinian and Qiao Dayong on the left and said.

"I'll come!" Zhou Sinian said, "I wrote or copied this file."

Shen Zhou asked the clerk to send the four treasures of the study and put them on the small table.

Zhou Sinian walked over and sat on the side of Shen Zhou, holding a writing brush to record what Qi Yaoyao and Chen Shi saw that morning.

"What are your thoughts?" Shen Zhouheng asked after listening to them.

"It doesn't feel like anything? It's very similar to the description of the mother-in-law who poured Yexiang, an ordinary drunk." Qiao Dayong looked at them and said, and glanced at Qi Yaoyao, but he didn't expect the county magistrate's wife, the old lady, to be really kind-hearted.

Fortunately, what they saw was not Mo Xiancheng's brother, otherwise, Mo Xiancheng should hate them for not being saved.

Now the old lady should be able to sleep peacefully.

"Sir Shen, can Madam describe what the drunken man they saw looked like?" Qiao Dayong said, clasping his hands together, "So we can also know who it is?"

"That's right, right! It's easier to judge if you know who it is." Mo Yanxing said hurriedly.

"Is it okay?" Shen Zhou asked with his eyes fixed on Qi Yaoyao.

"Yes, yes, I'm afraid you don't look like your paintings." Qi Yaoyao raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the words and looked at Shen Zhouheng and said.

There are very few pictures of the notice posted to arrest the thief Jiang Yang.

Shen Zhouheng heard the words and looked at Mo Yanxing and the three of them, "How about our yamen painter?"

"Where can we have a special painter in our yamen, where can we afford it." Qiao Dayong continued carelessly, "All of them were painted by Lan Xiucai in the city, but his painter really can't be complimented."

Shen Zhouheng was in trouble when he heard the words, "My painting skills are better than gourd painting, but I haven't tried it based on people's descriptions."

"I can draw." Qi Yaoyao's black and white eyes looked at Shen Zhouheng and said.

"Can you?" Chen shi turned to look at her and said, "I haven't seen it before."

"I can draw embroidered flowers." Qi Yaoyao looked at her with clear black eyes and said.

"This flower looks different from the character, can it work?" Mo Yanxing said with little hope.

When Shen Zhouheng heard the words, he was immediately unhappy, and looked at them with a smirk and said, "You are also disciples of saints, haven't you studied Danqing?"

"I'm not a disciple of a saint." Qiao Dayong said immediately after hearing the words, excluding himself, "I'm just a low-ranking official."

Zhou Sinian clenched his fist and coughed, "I'm not good at this."

Leaving the embarrassed Mo Yanxing behind, he smiled embarrassingly and said, "I won't."

"That lady, you come to paint, it doesn't matter if you don't like it." Shen Zhou said softly as he looked at her with clear spring-like eyes.

This face changes so fast, it is really different.

Shen Zhou turned his head sideways to look at Zhou Sinian, "Master Zhou!"

"Oh!" Zhou Sinian immediately stood up and said, "Madam, please!"

Qi Yaoyao got up and walked over, "The rice paper is too soft, can you get me kraft paper?" After sitting down, he said, "The brush doesn't work either, I'm not used to it, so get me more eyebrow pencils."

"What is an eyebrow pencil?" Qiao Dayong looked at her puzzled and asked.

"Daughter's house, eyebrow pencil." Qi Yaoyao said across her eyebrows with her index finger.

"Ah!" Several big men looked at Qi Yaoyao in astonishment.

Mo Yanxing looked at Qi Yaoyao in unison, what is this request, why does it sound more and more unreliable.

Shen Zhouheng knew about his Yaoyao, and he had only picked up the brush for a while, so he must not be used to it.

Qi Yaoyao wanted to draw portraits of people, and even more wanted professional sketching pencils, but now there is no way!
The eyebrow pencil is just right!Hard at least.

"Go find it!" Shen Zhouheng directly instructed the officer.

The officer responded hurriedly, "Yes!" He hesitated for a while, "It's just this eyebrow pencil..." Hands over.

"Go buy it." Shen Zhouheng said directly.

"Yes!" The sergeant retired.

The kraft paper was brought by the sergeant and placed on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Qi Yaoyao took the newly bought eyebrow pencil and tried it on the kraft paper, the hardness was just right.

I closed my eyes and recalled it for a while, then opened my eyes again, calmly, and carefully drew the drunken man.

With the outline of the pen tip, Shen Zhouheng's eyes opened wider and wider, and finally an egg could be stuffed into his mouth.

Mo Yanxing and the others were very curious, especially when they saw Shen Zhouheng's face, they were even more itchy.

This Lord Shen didn't let them see, and they didn't dare to go forward!That was the magistrate's wife after all.

Chen shi didn't care so much, got up and walked to the table of the Eight Immortals, "It looks like the real one, that's the man we saw that day."

Now Mo Yanxing and the others are even more curious, looking at Shen Zhou anxiously, "Sir Shen."

Shen Zhou closed his mouth and looked at Qi Yaoyao who was writing, "Are you finished?"

"I'm done, I just want to remember these." Qi Yaoyao took a step back and sat on the official hat chair.

Shen Zhouheng held the two corners of the kraft paper in both hands and showed them, "Do you know this person?"

"I'm a good boy, it's like standing in front of a real person." Qiao Dayong stared at the portrait in front of him with big copper bell-like eyes.

Mo Yanxing and Zhou Sinian couldn't hide their shock, "It's absolutely impossible to find someone with a portrait."

Shen Zhouheng looked at them helplessly and said, "I'm asking if you know this person?"

"I don't know." Qiao Dayong and the three of them shook their heads in unison.

(End of this chapter)