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Qing Song comprehended the look handed by his son-in-law, settled down, took a painting beside him, and smiled at Yan Qing: "Madam, this "Rainy Mountain Map" is another masterpiece of Mr. Wei..."

As he spoke, he slowly unfolded the scroll and presented it in front of Yan Qing.

He continued: "In the painting, the mountain peaks, houses, trees, and clouds are shrouded in a rain, and there is a stream flowing into the middle of nowhere, and the whole picture is shrouded in a lush and secluded atmosphere, giving people a sense of immersion."

This painting and calligraphy is indeed a masterpiece, but it is a pity that the one in front of me is a fake.

Yan Qing smiled and asked, "I don't know how much silver this "Rainy Mountain Picture" will cost?"

"Hehe!" Qing Song remembered what Mrs. Fang Cai said, and he made a natural offer: "To tell you the truth, this painting is worth two hundred taels of silver, since Madame takes such care of us, I will sell you one hundred and fifty taels!"

"Well, I can accept this price!" Yan Qing smiled and nodded, feeling more and more that Qing Gongzi's courage was getting fatter and fatter, and he was like a lion opening his mouth, if Brother Gong didn't bring someone over, I was afraid that she would really have to pay for the silver and buy a fake back.

Qing Song neatly put away the picture scroll, smiled tacitly with his son-in-law, and urged Yan Qing to say: "Madame has a good eye every time she buys paintings, and that Madame... After paying the silver and drinking this tea, Childe still has important things to do, it's time to go."

"Okay!" Yan Qing saw him wrap the scroll and handed it over, and she gestured to take out the silver from her sleeve pocket.

The silver took out half of his cuffs, and suddenly there was a commotion in the hall downstairs, followed by footsteps and the movement of going upstairs.

Sure enough, Shi Wenjie and Qing Song's faces changed and they stood up solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Yan Qing caught a glimpse of Shi Gongzi wanting to make a move on her, she pretended to be alarmed, took out the silver and held it in her hand, looking at them very blankly.

"Childe, let's go!" said Aomatsu urgently.

At this time, Luo Yantou had already led people up to the second floor, and when he saw that the two people who were stealing and selling fakes wanted to leave, he hurriedly shouted: "Catch them"

More than a dozen messengers led the order and quickly surrounded them.

Shi Wenjie laughed "hum", jumped out of the window with the green pine who took the painting, and landed steadily on the street.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Gong Wenshen had been waiting here for a long time.

"Gongzi has been looking up for a long time!" Shi Wenjie saw that Gong Wenshen blocked his way, presumably all this had already been carefully planned.

Gong Wenshen smiled, did not let him fake his life, but also politely advised: "Please also ask Shi Gongzi to follow Gong to the county mansion for a trip."

Qing Song's worried day still happened, he was eager to see his son-in-law, and he didn't know what to do?

"What's the benefit of taking a trip?" Shi Wenjie didn't seem to take Gong Wenshen seriously.

"You'll know when you go!" the two of them started a dumb puzzle.

Su Jin and Yan Qing, together with Fang Xinrong, Luo Yitou and others came out of the teahouse, and they also surrounded the front.

"Senior brother, there is no need to talk to him, he stole and sold his master's calligraphy and paintings, ruined his master's reputation, this kind of person should be sentenced to a felony, and then parade through the streets to show the public to return the master's reputation, and then put him in prison, so that he will never see the light of day!" Fang Xinrong said angrily.

Listening, Shi Wenjie looked at her, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

"What are you looking at me?" Fang Xinrong was furious by him.

Shi Wenjie laughed softly again, and then sneered at Gong Wenshen: "If you want Shi to go with you, it depends on whether you have the ability?"

"In this case, don't blame Gong for being unkind!" Gong Wenshen was ready to make a move.

As soon as the two fought each other, they didn't see the winner or loser in a few rounds, but it could be seen that Shi Gongzi's skills were reserved, and he only defended but did not attack in the fight with Brother Gong.

Fang Xinrong guessed what kind of tricks the surname Shi Ding was playing, and in a hurry, she looked around and leaned on a wooden stick under the eaves.

She grabbed the stick, aimed it at the back of the surname Shi's shoulder, and waved it down mercilessly with a wave of her arm.

"You...?"

The wooden stick had not yet fallen on Shi Wenjie's back shoulder, but it was controlled by him in the palm of his hand, he was not interested in playing with Gong Wenshen anymore, smiled and gently walked the wooden stick, Fang Xinrong pulled the body of the wooden stick, and threw himself at him with an unbalanced balance.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, threw away the wooden stick and hugged Fang Xinrong's waist, close to his body and teased: "Girl, is it really appropriate for you to take the initiative to embrace him like this?"

"You...?" Fang Xinrong glared at him angrily, obviously he was taking advantage of her.

"What am I?" said Svenjie, smiling absently.

"Scoundrel—" she blushed and breathed two words in a hurry.

"Let go of my junior sister!" Gong Wenshen said and attacked Shi Gongzi again.