Located on Shanglin Street, Mobaoxuan is the first of the four famous Xuanfangs of the Beijing Scholars' Room, and it is also the Xuanfang most frequented by literati and scholars. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley across the street, and Su Ximei jumped out of the carriage and walked straight through the wide street.

Mo Baoxuan already has a lot of personable sons who are carefully selecting pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Xuancheng's Xuanbi, Shexian's Huimo, Jingxian's Xuan's paper, as well as Sheyan, Tao Yan, and Duan Yan, are all well-known in the capital.

A little girl greeted him, "This girl, which one do you need to choose?" ”

Su Ximei smiled slightly and said, "I need to see your shopkeeper." ”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then nodded and made a gesture of please: "Girl, please come with me." ”

Going out from the back door of Mo Baoxuan is a small house with three entrances and three exits, and the door of the main house in the middle is wide open, and an old man is picking up a pen and painting. The little servant went in to talk, and after a while, he returned to the door and led the group into the house.

The old man put down his pen and walked over and asked politely: "I wonder what this girl is looking for the old man?" ”

Su Ximei owed, and took out the portrait from her sleeve, "Shopkeeper, is this rice paper from your Mo Baoxuan?" ”

The old man took the portrait, rubbed his fingertips lightly, shook again, listened attentively, and finally sniffed for a moment before raising his head and saying: "This rice paper is as clean as jade, thin and smooth, it is Huizhou Chengxintang paper, and it is indeed from our Mobaoxuan." ”

"Is there any other house in the capital that sells this kind of Chengxintang paper?"

After hearing this, the old man's face showed a hint of pride, "Huizhou Chengxintang paper is the only one in the entire capital that we Mo Baoxuan have, not to mention the capital, even the states and counties near the capital will never have this kind of rice paper." ”

When Su Ximei heard this, she smiled, "Thank you for telling the truth." ”

The old man said a few more polite words, and the group of them took their leave of Mo Baoxuan.

"Miss Su Qi."

As soon as she stepped out of Mo Baoxuan, she heard a voice calling, and Su Ximei looked up and saw several sons walking towards her, two of which were Fang Erlang Fang Xin and Pan Dalang Pan Yuxi.

Su Ximei paused and blessed her body, "Young Master Fang, Young Master Pan." ”

Fang Xin strode forward and saluted in return. Pan Yuxi also generously returned the salute and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet Miss Su Qi here, we really have fate, or Pan will be the east today, and invite Miss Su Qi to go to Zuiyun Tower for a gathering." ”

Since the last time the moon was full of buildings, he has often been talking about this seventh lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Talented and beautiful, superb chess skills, excellent in style, not stained with light dust, his impression of this seventh lady is excellent.

I don't know which mediocre people framed Miss Seven's reputation for no reason.

Su Ximei replied politely: "It's really unfortunate, I have other things to do today, and I understand the kindness of Mr. Pan." ”

Pan Yuxi didn't have a hard time when he heard her say this, but said happily: "It's okay, Miss Su Qi has something to do, so let's get together another day and ask Miss Su Qi for chess skills by the way." ”

Su Ximei smiled and nodded, "We'll meet again another day." ”

Is this an invitation to be granted?

Pan Yuxi's heart was excited. Looking at the figure of Miss Su Qi leaving, thinking about fighting and killing each other on the chessboard that day, I felt that this was a wonderful person.

Fang Xin stood outside Mo Baoxuan's door in a daze, a trace of complicated emotions surged up on his eyebrows, he wanted to open his mouth to stop Miss Seven, wanted to keep her, wanted to say a few more words to her, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his mouth.

He didn't know why he suddenly had such an impulse, and he felt very annoyed that he didn't stop Miss Seven, but if he really opened his mouth...... No, how could he speak, he shook off the sudden and inexplicable irritability, and as soon as he raised his foot and turned around, he bumped into a person.

Pan Yuxi glanced at him with a smile, "You shouldn't be ...... Miss Su Qi?"

"What nonsense!" Fang Xin glared at him fiercely, "This son has a marriage contract. ”

Pan Yuxi didn't say anything more, laughed and walked into Xuanfang.

Fang Xin's heart jumped suddenly, he took a step forward a little awkwardly, thought for a while, frowned, and shook his head.

Pan Dalangjing is talking nonsense.

He just felt guilty about the past and Miss Su Qi, so he was uneasy.

Thinking of this, Fang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the corner of his clothes, and strode into Mo Baoxuan.

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The group got into the carriage, and Yuan Xiang asked puzzledly, "Miss, how can this portrait be in your hands?" She remembered that the portrait belonged to the leading bandit.

"This portrait worked, so I brought it back." Su Ximei explained, and said, "Everything before was my guess, and this portrait just proves my guess." ”

The two girls don't understand, and they don't understand what they guess or not, anyway, what the young lady says is what it is.

Su Ximei looked at the two of them tilting their heads in contemplation, and smiled: "It is impossible for a real thief to come to Mobaoxuan to buy this kind of rice paper. ”

Huizhou Chengxintang paper is only bought and used by nobles, so the identity of the person who gave the portrait of the bandit is about to come out.

This is evidence, this is ironclad evidence, everything before is just her own speculation, except for the death of the eldest sister, the rest is her inference based on what has happened.

And this portrait proves her inference that the Zheng mother and daughter are going to get rid of her as soon as possible.

"Miss, the Zheng clan will attack you, didn't we guess it a long time ago? What does it have to do with whether the thieves buy this rice paper or not? Ling Xiang frowned and looked confused.

"It's useless to guess, I want evidence." Su Ximei's eyes flashed with fierceness, and she thought of someone.

Su Luo, as the concubine of the King of Ling, can't go out of the mansion at will, but Cousin Zheng, who works for her, can do everything for her.

Su Ximei calmed down, opened the curtain and said to Tong Hai: "Fourth brother, go to Jiang's mansion." ”

Tong Hai agreed, flicked his whip in the air, and the carriage moved forward. Soon the carriage stopped in front of Chiang's mansion. The Jiang Mansion is the same as the Fang Mansion, both of which are located on Shanglin Street, but the Fang Mansion is located on the main street, and the Jiang Mansion is on the back street.

Ling Xiang knocked on the side door, and the porter looked stunned when he saw a few people standing outside. Ling Xiang bent his knees and said, "Uncle Lao asked people to go in and spread the word, my young lady wants to see Miss Jiang in your house." ”

When the porter heard this, he hurriedly responded, turned around and sent someone to pass the word, and called a servant woman to say a few words in a low voice, and the servant woman led Su Ximei's master and servant to the main courtyard of the house.

Jiang's mansion is not big, there are no mountain stone pools in the house, there are no trail corridors, and even the houses of ordinary large families are not comparable.

The servant woman led them to the main courtyard and instructed the maid to serve chrysanthemum tea.

"Miss Su Qi, if you need anything, just ask." Tea was served, and the servant woman respectfully explained.

Su Ximei's eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded. (To be continued.) )