The next day, the shopkeeper came again, "The man offered 2,500 taels to buy the fake, and said that if the owner was not satisfied with the price, he could negotiate again!"

Yao Keqing was surprised, "It has risen by three hundred taels in one day, it seems that he is determined to get this painting!"

The shopkeeper was a little crying and laughing, "The little one has been doing business for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen a buyer take the initiative to add money!"

If he is so anxious to buy, we might as well hang his appetite, and you go back and tell him, and say that the buyer who originally paid the deposit has paid 2,600 taels, and if he also increases the price, you will say that you want to ask the owner of the painting, and then tell him that the owner of the painting sees that someone is rushing to ask for it, and the price is raised to 3,000 taels, and he wants cash, not silver tickets, and whoever is the first to take it will sell the painting to whomever he wants!"

Since someone is in such a hurry to buy this painting, I am afraid that they don't want this painting to fall into the hands of others, if they can't get it for a long time, the people behind it will inevitably take further actions under the urgency, so that there will be traces to follow, and maybe they can catch the mastermind behind the scenes.

"What if he really brought three thousand taels of silver?" said the shopkeeper hesitantly, "He doesn't look like a man who is short of money, and he may not be willing to have another five hundred taels!"

"Then sell it to him!" Yao Keqing was upright, not joking.

The shopkeeper was surprised, "Sell...... Sell it to him?"

If you really want to sell it to him, then why do you have to raise the price again and again, and toss so many things? Is it just to sell a few hundred taels of silver?

Yao Keqing nodded, "Of course, as long as he can come up with three thousand taels of silver, he will sell the painting to him!"

"This ......" The shopkeeper didn't know what Yao Keqing's move meant, endured it for a while, and finally asked, "The young grandmother also knows that this person is strange, but she still wants to sell the painting to him, isn't the young grandmother afraid that this person is for the young grandmother to repair this painting? The little stupid, I really didn't understand what the young grandmother did this for!"

Yao Keqing chuckled lightly and thanked the shopkeeper for his concern, "I naturally have my own reason for arranging this!" Three thousand taels of silver is not much, but if it is a silver ticket, a person will come over, but three thousand taels of silver can not be moved by a person no matter what, at least to find one or two helpers, and he can not just carry three thousand taels of silver from the street to the shop, or have to use a carriage to pull over, this person is more, there are more clues left, for example, from the rut marks can roughly estimate which street they came from, from the emblem on the carriage can find out which carriage is from, and from the imprint on the silver can be found out from which money bank, so many clues, there is always one that can be found to the end！”

And she has already told Yao Pu to inquire about the whereabouts of the Winter Seal, and with a two-pronged approach, she can't believe that she can't find out the black hand behind her.

The shopkeeper listened to Yao Keqing's words, and immediately admired the five-body throw, "It's still the young grandmother who thinks deeply, and the little one will go back and arrange it!"

Song Ziqing had nothing to do today, resting at home, listening to the conversation between Yao Keqing and the bookstore shopkeeper, he couldn't help but say, "Why bother so much, let people follow him directly, and you won't know who he is if you see which mansion he goes to?"

"Although my method is a bit more troublesome, it is safe, and the price gouging of sought-after goods is a common method used by merchants, and it will not arouse suspicion! Although your method is trouble-free, it is just that if this person has already taken precautions and abandons the painting after discovering that someone is following him, won't the clue be broken? Or what if he deliberately misleads the people who follow him and goes to the homes of unrelated people?" Yao Keqing asked rhetorically.

Song Ziqing smiled, "Then arrest people and torture them to extract confessions! I don't believe how hard his mouth can be, in Peng Cheng's hands, at most, a quarter of an hour, to ensure that he is all recruited!"

Song Ziqing mentioned the name Peng Cheng many times, which shows that he trusts and relies on this Peng Cheng very much, Yao Keqing couldn't help but be curious, "Who is this Peng Cheng? I always hear you mention him!"

"Ask another man in front of your husband, Wei Wei, you have been getting bolder and bolder lately!" Song Ziqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smile was faintly dangerous.

Yao Keqing was embarrassed and distinguished, "What nonsense! Except for Chen'er, you mentioned this Peng Cheng the most times, you and Chen'er are from the same door, and the trust between you is very comparable, but I didn't expect that your trust in this Peng Cheng is not less than that of Chen'er, I asked out of curiosity!"

Song Ziqing stood up and propped up his hands, trapped Yao Keqing who was sitting in the circle chair between his arms, and said to her condescendingly, "Then you can't be curious about other men, Weiwei, I'm so careful, what you see in your eyes can only be me alone!

Yao Keqing was so depressed that he simply raised his head and looked at him, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, what are you fooling me with?" I know that some things involve a wide range of things, and you can't say it, and you don't know how to talk about it, so you can also talk to me directly, and use these words to fool me into changing the topic, do you think I will be so stupid that I can't see it?"

Song Ziqing sighed, squatted down and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you! Peng Cheng's matter is not a secret, it's just that he has done many things that you may not agree with but can't help but do, and I can't tell you these things calmly, so I can only choose not to say it! My trust in Peng Cheng is the same as that of Min Jianlin, and even more trust him than I trust Min Jianlin!"

Peng Cheng did things that he couldn't do as an identity, but these things were destined to be unsightly, so Peng Cheng was also destined to live in the dark, he trusted Peng Cheng, and he was even more guilty.

I don't know what I thought, Song Ziqing's expression was slightly depressed, although he was trying his best to keep calm, but Yao Keqing still felt it, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, since he was already diverting the topic, it showed that he didn't want to mention these things, but he still had to poke it out...... He has never done anything bad to himself, never said anything to stab himself, but he always stepped on his sore spot inadvertently......

Yao Keqing hugged him tightly with self-reproach, "Fourth brother......"

Song Ziqing suddenly let go of her and looked at her face and said, "We've been married for so long, shouldn't you change your words?"

Yao Keqing was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Isn't the fourth brother good? You didn't say anything before?" It's been called for so many years, if you want to change your mouth, I'm afraid that I'm really not used to it for a while, and the most important thing is not to call the fourth brother, so what is he called?

"Call me 'husband', or 'Xianggong', it's okay! I really didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but when I heard Ah Shen call me 'brother-in-law' that day, I suddenly remembered that even Ah Shen had changed his words, and Weiwei, you have to change your words!" Song Ziqing looked at Yao Keqing with burning eyes after speaking, expecting her to call him "husband" or "Xianggong".

Yao Keqing went through these two titles in his mouth, his intuition was numb, and his face burned, but Song Ziqing reluctantly leaned close to her crimson ears and whispered temptation, "Lady, it's okay to call me 'husband'?

The low and dumb magnetic voice went straight to the bottom of Yao Keqing's heart, Yao Keqing's heart suddenly beat wildly, and he felt that the strength of his body was drained, and the whole person was weak and weakly leaned into Song Ziqing's arms, Song Ziqing hooked the corners of his lips, picked up Yao Keqing and walked quickly to the bed.