Hearing Chen Pi's words, Wu Cheng immediately believed three points. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info If this person said that he was digging or picking up, Wu Cheng would be ready to take him into Dali Temple to be tortured and interrogated.

Wu Cheng looked at Chen Pi, "Count you kid interesting, you didn't lie." Then let me ask you, where did you steal this painting?"

"It's a monk, I went to the southeast the year before last, there are many temple fairs, and I stole it in a temple, and I stole several pairs at that time, and when I came back, I saw that this was too shabby, so I didn't sell it, and the corners of the partition wall were stained with ash. As he spoke, he leaned forward and wiped the scroll that Wu Cheng was holding, "Later, I sold all those pairs, but they were really good to sell, and I saw a person selling one, and one was still twenty taels of silver!" It's all sold out, and there's only this one left, and I just moved things out to sell today, so I thought I could handle it together, and I planned to sell it for ten taels of silver. ”

Chen Pi paused as he spoke.

"You see, master, I originally planned to sell it for ten taels of silver, but now I will put together this stone and give it to you, and you don't have to bargain with me. One hundred and twenty taels, if it is successful, you will take it away, and if it is not successful, you will stay. ”

Wu Cheng looked at Chen Pi and laughed, and directly ignored the perfunctory words in his good mood.

"I'm satisfied with the hard money to buy, since I like your stone, one hundred and twenty taels will be one hundred and twenty taels. This painting..."Saying that, Wu Cheng looked at the scroll in his hand and forced himself to frown: "Since you send it, then I will reluctantly accept it." ”

"Hey, you're really open-minded!" Chen Pi sneered, not so much indescribably brisk.

"No, this is silver. As he spoke, Wu Cheng took out a bulging money bag from his arms and threw it to Chen Pi. didn't wait for Chen Pi to count the money, picked up the painting scroll and silver, turned around and left the antique alley.

Chen Pi lowered his head, and didn't care about Wu Cheng, who left directly, looked at the money bag in his hand with a smile, shook it out and began to count.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at the back of Wu Cheng, who was about to disappear from sight, a very faint smile pulled out of the corner of his mouth, and the flattery on his face disappeared. Even the back that was a little hunched because of the perennial bending and bowing of his head was straightened. Then he poured the remaining silver into the money bag, cleaned up the things on the stall, and left the antique alley with the snakeskin bag on his back.

Wu Cheng took the painting and the stone and went straight back to his house.

"Master, are you back so early?" The little guy in the house stepped forward and walked to Wu Cheng's side. When Wu Cheng went out today, he explained that they didn't have to go together. And they stood guard at the door.

"Go, invite Master Jiang over. Wu Cheng hurriedly walked and commanded. The painting in his hand was so similar! He had to find someone who knew how to paint and could trust him to examine it carefully. If it's false, it's fine, if it's true...... Wu Cheng smiled very comfortably. If it was true, he would have taken advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival to dedicate this painting to the emperor. The emperor doesn't like to paint, so he accepts a famous painting of the holy product, and he also knows his intentions. If the emperor told the peddler that he really likes to paint, then he will be on the rise in the future!

In the water pavilion behind the Manchun Building, Chen Pi stood in front of Sanniang.

"It's all done?" Sanniang turned her head to look at Chen Pi.

"Well, it's all done. Chen Pi stood respectfully in front of Chen Sanniang with his head down, with a serious and firm look, without the slightest hint of the previous sneer.

August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival, a day off. Although he did not go to the court, all the officials entered the palace early in the morning to congratulate the emperor on the festival, and returned when he was about to finish.

Zhuo Yijia got up early to practice the piano and sword as always, and after the morning, he followed Gao to Jinhua Courtyard to greet Hua Taijun after washing.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone has to come early in the morning to greet their ancestors. Gao and Zhuo Yijia arrived in Jinhua Courtyard, and the cool breeze in the morning was blowing, and there were occasional bursts of osmanthus fragrance, lingering on the tip of the nose.

"The daughter-in-law said hello to her mother. ”

"Jia'er said hello to her grandmother. ”

"Well, go sit down. Hua Taijun looked at Gao and Zhuo Yijia and nodded. At this time, in addition to the Gao family, the second room He family and the third party Li family have not yet arrived.

"Why, the hour came. Is it too early?" Hua Taijun asked, looking at Gao and Zhuo Yijia.

"After returning to my mother's words, I drank lotus seed porridge. Gao looked at Hua Taijun and replied.

"Just a bowl of lotus seed porridge?" Hua Taijun turned his gaze to Zhuo Yijia: "You also drank a bowl of lotus seed porridge?"

"Back to my grandmother's words, yes. Zhuo Yijia hung her head, looking particularly docile and well-behaved.

"Aren't you practicing martial arts every day? Hua Taijun said and turned his head to look at Mama Cao who was standing behind him, "You go and ask the kitchen to bring over the goat milk I drank, plus a local chicken." (Note: Chicken: Egg.) See digression for specific notes. ）

"Yes. Mama Cao left in response.

Zhuo Yijia still sat there like that, not to mention that she had eaten too much, nor that she had not enough.

Gao Shi looked at Hua Taijun, and then turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia. Why did she think that today's ancestors were a little unusual to Zhuo Yijia?

At this time, the He family opened the curtain and walked in, first looked at Zhuo Yijia with a brick, then swept his gaze over the Gao family, and finally fell on Hua Taijun: "Daughter-in-law asks for peace to my mother." ”

"Rou'er greets her grandmother. "Second Miss Zhuo Yirou

"Ah Cheng said hello to his grandmother. "The third son, Zhuo Yicheng

Yun'er said hello to her grandmother. "Sixth Miss Zhuo Yiyun

Amin said hello to her grandmother. "The fifth son, Zhuo Yimin

Hua Taijun looked down and nodded, "Brother Min can walk, it's really fast." "The last time Hua Taijun saw Zhuo Yimin was during the Chinese New Year, when he had a reunion dinner at his home on the third day.

"Yes. The last time I saw my mother, I had to be held by a nurse. He took over with a smile.

The sixth lady Zhuo Yiyun and the fifth son Zhuo Yimin were both born to Aunt Wen, and He was not ready to say more.

Hua Taijun nodded, his gaze stayed on the little boy standing in the hall, and moved away for a moment, "Your second room is leafy." ”

"It's all the virtues accumulated by our ancestors. Mother is destined to have a full house of children and grandchildren. He's sweet mouth made Hua Taijun smile.

"Your mouth is the poorest. Okay, go sit down, you're always standing there blocking my eyes. ”

He smiled and walked to the position and sat down: "My eyes are bad at this age, the eyes of the ancestors are good, and they are still clear-sighted." That's why you're blessed. ”

The old people love to listen to 'Fu', and Hua Taijun is no exception, and it is rare to talk to He's: "You sit on the female red every day, and the embroidered flowers can bloom all over the yard." It's no wonder that the eyes aren't bad. "Hua Taijun was a martial artist when he was young, and rarely worked as a female worker.