Everyone.

"A dozen taels of silver is not enough to spend..."

Wei Jiao's sigh made everyone feel as if the fire of expectation was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

At this time, Zhao Hongrun smiled and said to Mu Qing: "Mu Qing, take it out."

Mu Qing nodded and took out a picture album from his coat. He opened it and saw that it was a picture of mountains and rivers drawn by the sixth prince Zhao Hongzhao himself. The lower part was stamped with Zhao Hongzhao's seal.

"this……"

The eyes of all the guards suddenly shone. Who didn't know that the calligraphy and paintings of the Sixth Prince Zhao Hongzhao were highly praised by the talented and beautiful ladies in the capital. They were rarely circulated in the market and were very valuable.

"Sir, where did you get it?"

"Hey, don't say it, don't say it."

at the same time.

The Sixth Prince Zhao Hongzhao stood in the front hall of Yafeng Pavilion, his bedroom, looking thoughtfully at the surrounding walls covered with his favorite calligraphy and paintings.

"I always feel like something is missing..."
Chapter completed!