He leaned over and carefully examined the painting, the signature, the seal, and even the mounting. He could confirm that this was the "Aomei Tu" he had sold, because when he got it, he had also carefully checked it. As long as it was something that Fu Mingsu had checked, he would remember every detail in his mind without any mistakes, just like Fu Mingrui could remember every clue in his mind.
The mounting of this calligraphy and painting is also very particular. At that time, mounting masters were also very popular, so each mounting master had his own preferred materials and marks, which have become important marks for distinguishing ancient paintings today.
He stood up and looked at Fu Mingrui in confusion: "Second brother, do you think Wang Yi's disappearance is related to this painting? How is it related?" He suddenly felt funny. Could it be that this painting ate Wang Yi? But he didn't dare to say it out loud, because he didn't believe it.
Fu Mingrui frowned slightly, "I can't make any assumptions yet, but according to what the Wang family's housekeeper said, Wang Yi started to behave strangely after buying this painting, and would often look at it for an entire night. On the night Wang Yi disappeared, he was also with this painting. Brother, since the Ma Yun case..." Fu Mingrui paused, frowned slightly, and felt scared all over, "My view of this world... has changed..."
Fu Mingsu looked at his brother's confused and hesitant expression, knowing that he must have experienced something, which made him change his view of the world without gods and ghosts, and he was also confused. He suddenly felt a little distressed, and reached out to press Fu Mingrui's shoulder: "Second brother, you have to believe in your own judgment, and don't change your beliefs because of some weird things!"
Fu Mingsui's encouragement did not work on Fu Mingrui, because Fu Mingrui had really seen a ghost!
Fu Mingrui knew that his condition made his elder brother worried, so he didn't say anything else. He nodded, adjusted his demeanor, and regained his confidence and seriousness: "Brother, please help me trace the source of this painting. Please also help me check who got this painting. I want to know if all the people who have come into contact with this painting have disappeared."
Fu Mingsu was stunned because he knew some legends about this painting, such as the fact that the buyers had all disappeared. But at that time, it was just a legend. In many cases, antique dealers would make up a story or legend to increase the value of an antique. Those stories and legends were like gilding, making the antique more valuable to be passed down.
And now, when Fu Mingrui mentioned this, Fu Mingsu's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that those legends were true
The reason why Fu Mingrui asked Fu Mingsui to help investigate was, firstly, he knew that the spies on his side were very capable, and secondly, the painting was indeed from Fu Mingsui, so it would be more convenient to trace the source from him.
"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door, interrupting Fu Mingsu's daze. Fu Mingrui had already rolled up the painting because he always felt that there was something strange about it. It would be more comfortable to roll it up and not look at it. This strange feeling was a feeling that was hard to explain. But Fu Mingrui believed in this feeling and his intuition. This painting should not be hung up.
"Husband, the wine and food are ready. Have you discussed the matter with my second brother?" It was Yi Jilan.
Fu Mingrui smiled: "If you keep talking, my sister-in-law will be angry. Today should be the welcoming banquet for my brother-in-law."
Fu Mingsu smiled and went out with Fu Mingrui: "Here we come."
When Fu Mingsui turned around to close the door, he couldn't help but take another look at the scroll lying quietly on the desk. If those legends were true, then this painting... wouldn't it be... an evil object
The moon rose, and the pure moonlight sprinkled on the painting. Suddenly, he felt that the portrait was emitting blood. He hurriedly closed the door, blaming himself for the many strange things he had encountered recently, which made him crazy and caused his father to accuse him of being a weirdo.
The moonlight is charming and the fragrance of osmanthus is intoxicating.
A round table and the aroma of fine wine.
It was a small family dinner, but it was particularly warm.
"Since my father is not able to come, we brothers will come to welcome you, my brother. I hope you won't mind." Fu Mingsui and Fu Mingrui raised their glasses together.
“I don’t deserve it, I don’t deserve it.” Yi Jixuan raised his glass and waved his hands, “Lord Left Prime Minister is obviously busy with official duties, how dare I disturb him. Today, Lord Left Prime Minister’s eldest and second sons hosted a welcoming party for me, Yi Jixuan. I am already flattering myself. I can brag about this for the rest of my life. Who can have more face than me? Hahaha…” While saying this, Yi Jixuan also flattered brother Fu Mingsui. He is indeed a businessman with a sweet mouth and a sweet reputation.
Yi Jilan smiled happily at the side: "Brother, it was me who suggested eating at home. You haven't eaten my cooking for a long time."
"This is better, even better." Yi Jixuan also raised his glass and looked at Yi Jilan with gratitude, "How can the food outside be as good as yours? I still like this kind of family dinner. It's a family gathering. Going outside is just noisy."
Everyone was toasting each other and no longer being polite, making the home feel less strange and more intimate.
After three rounds of drinking, Fu Mingsu looked at Yi Jixuan and said, "Jixuan, I will take you to Jiumen tomorrow to get that carriage back."
Nine Gates?! Fu Mingrui immediately looked at the two people who were talking. What carriage? How could it be related to the Nine Gates
"Nine Gates? Carriage?" Yi Jilan asked on behalf of Fu Mingrui, "Brother, why is your carriage at the Nine Gates?"
"Heh..." Speaking of this, Yi Jixuan felt that he was a bit of an idiot at the time, "He was robbed by a woman named Lian Youyou."
"Lian Youyou again?!" Yi Jilan's beautiful eyes widened. This was not the first time she had heard the name Lian Youyou. "Brother, how come you are also related to Lian Youyou?!"
This is exactly what Fu Mingrui wanted to ask.
Fu Mingrui's eyes immediately turned sharply towards Yi Jixuan.
Yi Jixuan noticed it and immediately looked at Fu Mingrui and joked: "Second brother, don't misunderstand me. I know that Miss Lian is the woman you like."
Fu Mingrui's face immediately turned red, his eyes flickering: "Where did your brother-in-law hear this rumor..." When he said this, he looked at Fu Mingsu with displeasure.
Fu Mingsu also drank and laughed, and teased Fu Mingrui: "Look at him, his face is red, and he still says he doesn't like me."
"I didn't!" Fu Mingrui was a little angry, "I just think she..."
"Special?" Fu Mingsui said it for Fu Mingrui, smiling broadly, his black eyes shining brighter in the moonlight, like sparks that suddenly appear when a flint is struck in the dark night, carrying a hint of invisible heat.
Yi Jilan saw it all, and Minghui already knew what was going on.
How could she not know what was going on with her husband, who slept with her day and night? She had been married to him for so long, and the couple respected each other like guests, and were a couple of gods in the eyes of others. But she longed for a little more of that sparkle in his eyes when he looked at her. (To be continued)