Tang Zibo overturned the table in front of him, and threw the painting in his hand towards the man in gray: "Where are the paintings?!"
The man in gray was taken aback by the yelling. He looked at the scroll on the ground dumbly, not understanding how it had become a fake: "This painting was handed over to me by Su Yi, so there is no fake."
Tang Zibo pursed his lips, turned his head and asked the person behind him: "Where's Su Yi?"
The man replied respectfully, "I haven't returned home yet."
Tang Zibo walked back and forth irritably, and then asked the man in gray, "Did you encounter any suspicious things after you got the painting?"
"Suspicious thing?" The man frowned and thought for a while, and he really remembered that one thing, "When I was leaving, I bumped into a barbarian."
"Human?" Tang Zibo narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to ask, "What do you look like?"
"He is tall and tall, but his face is covered by his collar and hat, so he can't see clearly." Now that I think about it, this may be intentional. "When he knocked me to the ground, the painting fell out, but The time before and after was very short, and I didn't suspect it at the time."
Tang Zibo almost immediately thought of the group of people who pretended to be the Kucha band at Zhou Jinjin's banquet and claimed to be Zoroastrians. The leader was also a tall barbarian, whose face was completely covered by clothes... No, they might not be barbarians at all.
He walked to the seat and sat down, subconsciously touched the knuckle of his right little finger. A few days ago, a special envoy from Dongganluo Kingdom came, named Aies. If you want to say who is the most suspicious person in Chang'an City recently, it must be him.
His eyes became gloomy, and after a long silence, he said, "You go down first, let Su Yi come to see me when she comes back."
"Yes." The gray-clothed man kneeling on the ground heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly got up and retreated.
The person beside him glanced at Tang Zibo, and asked worriedly, "How should I explain this to the prince?"
Tang Zibo said: "I will explain to the adoptive father, you go and investigate Aies."
The man was a little surprised by his order, but he nodded in response.
Aerth has been stared at half a stick of incense by Yijin with such weird eyes for a long time, and finally couldn't help but slap him on the face: "You remind me of those who smiled at me all day long. woman."
Yi Jin managed to dodge the flying palm, and raised the corner of his mouth and said: "That is really a pleasant memory."
Aies picked up a jar of wine on the table, raised his head and took a big gulp. The clear wine slid down his sharp chin, and Ekin couldn't help but whistled at him.
Ao Er suddenly lost the interest in drinking, and smashed the wine jar on the table with a "bang": "If you have anything to say, just say it!"
"Hehe." Yijin chuckled, and threw back the painting that Ayers gave him just now, "Even if you want to use a fake painting to fool me, don't use the fake painting I gave you. How about fooling around? You have to be a little sincere when you lie."
Aies was stunned for a moment, picked up the painting on his body and said in doubt: "You say this is a fake?"
Yi Jin looked at him and nodded in satisfaction: "You can teach me, now I am more sincere."
"Did I ever say that I hate your oblique way of speaking?" Ayers frowned, as if he would rush over to strangle Yi Jin to death in the next moment. Yi Jin replied without changing his face: "Today is the first time I said it."
Aerus took a deep breath, and prepared to end the question with one sentence: "I took this painting from Tang Zibo's subordinates, and your painting should be in Tang Zibo's hands now."
Yi Jin frowned, as if he had realized something: "It seems that the ghost hand did not only draw a fake picture."
Aies narrowed his eagle eyes, and said to Yi Jin: "You mean that Tang Zibo has two fake paintings?" He couldn't believe that he was tricked by Tang Zibo.
Yi Jin smiled and said: "I didn't say that, just catch the ghost hand and ask him."
After the sun went down, Zhou Jinjin was still immersed in the grief of losing his love of painting. A servant ran into the main hall in a panic, and said to Zhou Jinjin with disheveled hair, "Master, Master, Chunhua was knocked unconscious and tied up in the firewood room, and was discovered just now!"
"Oh." Zhou Jinjin responded perfunctorily. What if a maid is tied up, his painting and his "Magnolia Spring" are gone!
The servant didn't just leave, but continued: "Chunhua said that the person who knocked her out was Du Juan!"
"What?!" Zhou Jinjin jumped up from the floor and grabbed the servant by the collar, "Is that true?"
When he saw Du Juan on the roof the night before, he reminded himself to be careful, but he didn't expect... to be attacked by Du Juan!
Needless to say, the painting must have fallen into Du Juan's hands!
The servant was taken aback by Zhou Jinjin who jumped up suddenly, and said frightenedly: "It's not wrong, she recognizes Du Juan's veil! Oh, she is still in the firewood room, you can go and ask yourself!"
Zhou Jinjin waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"
He hurried all the way to the firewood room, but was in vain. Except for a hemp rope left on the ground for tying people up, there is nowhere is the figure of the maid Chunhua.
Chunhua disappeared silently in Zhou's mansion like this, but Tang Zibo's mansion had an extra subordinate named Su Yi.
"Master, this subordinate is not doing well, please punish me." Su Yi knelt on the ground with a pale face.
Tang Zibo narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not answer. He had done thousands of calculations, but he missed a cuckoo. But what does Dujuan want that painting for? Did she also know the secret hidden in the painting
The man in gray stood aside, still in disbelief: "The person I saw was obviously you..."
Tang Zibo glanced at him: "It's just a trick of disguise."
The man in gray pursed his lips. He didn't find any flaws in the mere disguise, and even his voice was exactly the same as Su Yi's.
Tang Zibo stood up from his seat, and said to a man behind him: "The two of them are not doing well, so I will leave it to you."
"yes."
The faces of the man in gray and Su Yi turned pale, and Tang Zibo walked out of the room.
The next day, the story of Du Juan pretending to be a maidservant of the Zhou Mansion and defrauding him of the valuable "Magnolia Spring" was spread all over the city of Chang'an, and even the Jinwu guards could not help but insert In a few words, they said that they met Du Juan after the night ban the day before the incident.
Du Juan became popular again in Chang'an City, Liu Qing smiled and listened to Qing Zhi's beaming explanation without making any comments.
Everyone went to find trouble with Du Juan, and she, the wife of the Houfu, would be safe.
After Liu Qinghuan finished her breakfast, she wanted to go to say hello to Ning Shi, but unexpectedly, as soon as she went out, she saw Nian Tang staring at her with eyes that killed her father and enemy, and retreated into the room.
She happened to be relaxed because she couldn't go out, so what's wrong with going back to sleep
This sleep lasted until noon, and it was not until Qing Zhi said that lunch was ready that she got up from the bed. Liu Qinghuan usually likes to go to the attic in the inner hall to enjoy the cool air, and take a look at the scenery to relieve boredom. Now that she is locked in the room, she is not only extremely bored, but also extremely hot.
Chi Tao helped her fan the wind, and Qing Zhi brought her a small pot of iced dried east river and grapes, maybe knowing that she was bored, this time she drank a pot in a row, Qing Zhi didn't add it. stop.
But... She immediately regretted it.
Liu Qinghuan's drinking capacity is not good, very bad! Usually there is nothing wrong with drinking a glass or two, but now after drinking a pot—even though it is only a small pot—he was so drunk that he passed out!
God! It was the first time she had seen someone drinking Hedong dry and grapes, and she could get drunk like this!
The two girls were very anxious, for fear that they would drink her up to something good or bad. Chi Tao wanted to put her on the bed, but this man was also drunk and clung to his seat. Seeing that there was no other way, Qing Zhi had no choice but to go to Xue Mu.
Fortunately, Lord Hou had already returned from the palace at this time.
When Xue Mu entered the main room, Liu Qinghuan happened to push Chi Tao away from her again. He frowned slightly, and walked to Liu Qinghuan's side: "Qingqing."
Liu Qinghuan seemed to recognize his voice, she raised her head and smiled at him foolishly: "Hi, Lord Hou, hiccup."
Her face was slightly red from drinking, and her eyes were as confused as a frightened rabbit. Xue Mu looked at her for a while, then picked her up from the seat and walked to the bed.
The moment Liu Qinghuan was put on the bed by Xue Mu, she suddenly grabbed Xue Mu's collar, pulled hard, turned over, and straddled Xue Mu.
Chi Tao and Qing Zhi opened their mouths wide in surprise, then ran out covering their eyes.
Xue Mu didn't resist being pressed down by her, Liu Qinghuan stared at him for a while, then bowed down. He came up and asked, "Who are you?"
Her breath smelled faintly of alcohol, Xue Mu put his arms around her waist, fearing that she would fall off the bed, and looked at her without speaking.
Liu Qinghuan studied for a while, and seemed to recognize the person below him: "Oh, you are a bad person! You locked me up and didn't let me go out!"
Xue Mu brushed aside the black hair on her side face, and asked, "Then I won't close Qingqing, okay?"
"Okay, okay!" Liu Qinghuan happily replied.
If it is said that Xue Mu is not very good at drinking, but is regarded as not drunk after a thousand cups, then Liu Qinghuan seems to be drunk when he is drunk, but in fact he is not drunk after a thousand cups—if a liar is easily drunk, what should he say? All the things that shouldn't be said are shaken out, so it's okay
A strand of hair swept across Xue Mu's nose, Xue Mu sniffed the remaining fragrance, and kept watching Liu Qinghuan's eyes move slightly.
This girl is pretending to be drunk with him.
He hooked his lips, and his eyes were also stained with a smile. Since you want to pretend, let you pretend enough.
With a slight force on his arm, the positions of the two changed directions instantly. Liu Qinghuan was caught off guard and stared blankly at Xue Mu who was on her body.
The smile on the corner of his mouth is malicious no matter how you look at it.
"Qingqing." Xue Mu suddenly leaned into her ear and murmured in a low voice. Those two short words made Liu Qinghuan's heart beat uncontrollably.
Xue Mu's lips moved to Liu Qinghuan's, and he lowered his head to kiss. Liu Qinghuan's mouth smelled of sweet grapes, which seemed to be intoxicating. Xue Mu kissed deeper and deeper, and even put his hand into Liu Qinghuan's skirt.
Liu Qinghuan's body froze, it's over, it's over, now she has to pay for herself, should she continue to pretend
Fortunately, Xue Mu accepted it as soon as he saw it, and withdrew his hand from her. Liu Qinghuan's face was redder than before, Xue Mu's lips touched her cheek lightly, and she rolled over and got off the bed.
Seeing Xue Mu coming out of the room, Nian Tang hurriedly rushed up: "Hou..."
"You don't need to stay here anymore." Xue Mu walked out without waiting for her to finish speaking. Nian Tang's complexion changed, it must be an accident that Master Hou's clothes were disheveled.