The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

[Oh my god, it turns out that you drew a big crow! ]

[Doesn’t anyone think Dong Zhu is amazing? She can actually tell what the host’s painting that looks like a dog paddle is, and she can even restore it so vividly! ! ]

[Anchor, your maid followed you and was buried...]

[Eh? No, no, am I the only one who is curious about why the host asked Dong Zhu to embroider a big crow for her? ]

[Oh, what's there to be curious about? Normally, she would only have two purposes for doing something this ridiculous.]

[Which two? ]

【Eat something and save your life. 】

Zhao Mianmian:

【…】

[You know... too much. ]

Zhao Mianmian threw down this comment quietly, turned around, hugged the big black purse embroidered by Dong Zhu and gave a long string of flattery.

Dong Zhu felt a little embarrassed by the wind and could only lower his eyes with a shy look on his face.

It is said that after Zhao Mianmian asked Dongzhu to embroider a big black purse for her, she hung the purse on her body and ran around to show off her presence whenever she had time.

Finally one day, it caught the attention of Mrs. He.

All the women in the family gathered in the old lady's Linfang Courtyard to pay their respects to her. Qi Qiu had sharp eyes and noticed the purse embroidered with strange patterns hanging on Zhao Mianmian's body as soon as she showed up.

Qi Qiu could see that it was a grass, a completely black grass.

But when Dong Zhu walked under the sunlight holding Mian Jie'er, the leaves reflected silver or green light, which made people feel very... strange!

"Mian Jie'er, what's embroidered on your purse?"

Qi Qiu asked Zhao Mianmian in front of Madam He and Qin Shuyu.

Zhao Mianmian blinked and replied with a smile: "Wuwu grass, I saw it in my second brother's yard, it's so beautiful."

It was the first time that Madam He heard about "Wuwu Grass". She turned her head and asked Qin Shuyu curiously, "What is that?"

Qin Shuyu seldom went to He Shiyun's yard, so how could she know what was planted there? Seeing her mother-in-law asking about it, she had no choice but to continue the conversation:

"Brother Yun is not at home all year round, his yard is deserted, there is no good stuff there, Sister Mian has seen...

It might be a weed!"

Qin Shuyu laughed and joked, poking Zhao Mianmian's head with his hand. Everyone in the room covered their mouths and laughed.

Tamamo was lively and quickly replied:

"At her age, Sister Mian is interested in everything. Whether it's flying in the sky or running on the ground, as long as she can catch it, she can't wait to grab it."

"That's right. Brother Qian, Brother Yun, Sister Lan, and Brother Yi all came here this way."

"It's good that she's interested. It means that our Sister Mian is also smart. When she's enlightened in the future, maybe she'll be able to do her homework quickly and well like Sister Lan!"

A group of female relatives were chatting idly in the old lady's room, and soon they changed the topic of Da Wu.

Zhao Mianmian couldn't get a word in, so she sat in the corner with her little purse in her pocket, without saying a word.

While chatting, Mrs. He turned her head and glanced at Zhao Mianmian who was sitting in the corner as if unintentionally.

When that gaze swept across Zhao Mianmian's face, the old lady's eyes flashed slightly and she seemed to frown.

But Qi Qiu caught the old lady's attention again with a joke, and everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

The next day, He Shiyun went out and did not return home.

Under the pretext of tidying up the yard for his second brother, He An dug out all the big blackbirds from the Linze Courtyard and planted them in the small shady garden of the Linlan Courtyard.

He Shiyun returned home and saw that his yard was bald. He gritted his teeth, frowned, and crushed the teacup in his hand.

**

Not many people paid attention to the news that He Shiyun returned from studying abroad.

After all, the capital city is located under the feet of the emperor, and those who can live in the inner city are either rich or noble.

To put it bluntly, if a stone fell from the sky and hit anyone, it might be a son of a wealthy family. No one would be free to pay attention to the whereabouts of the second son of the He family.

Apart from……

Xuanlin Guard.

As soon as He Shiyun appeared in everyone's sight, before he even stepped into the door of the He family, Xie Chen had already collected all the information and reported it to Xiao Haizhou in detail.

"He entered the city ten days ago. He did not return home immediately after entering the city. Instead, he went to the courtyard under the name of Zhishu Pavilion in the north of the city and stayed there for seven or eight days before he started to move around outside."

The person Xie Chen mentioned who "entered the city ten days ago" was He Shiyun.

He Shiyun's official identity is the second son of the He family. He has been studying abroad since he was fourteen and seldom goes home. However, he secretly joins the underworld organization Zhishu Pavilion and becomes the new leader of Zhishu Pavilion.

A hundred years ago, Zhishu Pavilion belonged to Li Sect, and produced several Li Sect masters, which was very prosperous for a time.

But ever since it separated from the Li Sect, it has gone downhill, and gradually ended up being worse than a third-rate sect.

The old head of Zhishu Pavilion passed away last month, and entrusted the Zhishu Pavilion to his youngest disciple Qing Zhuo. This Qing Zhuo was the second son of the He family, He Shiyun.

Xiao Haizhou had no interest in Zhishu Pavilion, and even less interest in He Shiyun. He just asked indifferently, "Has the strange man in their pavilion been caught?"

Xie Chen quickly replied:

"He has been caught. The old Pavilion Master did it himself. He was brought back to the Dark Tower two months ago. Now I have said everything that needs to be said. I estimate that he will be dealt with in a few days."

After listening to this, Xiao Haizhou nodded and said concisely:

"It's enough to catch the alien, the rest is their own business, there is no need for us to interfere.

Find someone to keep an eye on He Shiyun for a while. Once the Xiling Nine Stars Map is found, it won’t be too late to deal with the Zhishu Pavilion’s problems later.”

Xie Chen lowered his hands and closed his eyes, looking very respectful:

"Yes, my lord."