There is no difference between small steps and big steps, and it is not difficult to go to the house and uncover the tiles. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info chain, since it can make Liu Cheyan slack, Xia Su will wear it.

Zhao Qinghe pulled the end of her hair, "No wonder you have the courage to scream and dare to send it to the door." ”

"I'm timid, but--" Xia Su "modest".

Zhao Qinghe smiled, "You are cowardly, but let me go first, now that I am here, please give up your seat." ”

Xia Su looked serious, "Zhao Qinghe, Liu Cheyan is looking for my father's hidden property, and Liu's mansion is already an empty shell." ”

"I already knew." Zhao Qinghe's eyes were confident, "Do you know that your adoptive brother killed Cen Xuemin and swallowed her last black money." Cen Xuemin thinks very highly of herself, and all plans have a backmove, but she didn't expect to lose to her life and end miserably. ”

"It's not fate." Xia Su was not surprised.

Zhao Qinghe squinted, "Oh, could it be that you are still a human?" ”

"It should be the shopkeeper of the Han Painting Museum who leaked the secret to Liu Cheyan, so that Liu Cheyan can find out Cen Xuemin's hiding place, which is also the hiding place, and rob and kill him." Everything has a cause and an effect, and nothing is accidental.

"How do you know?" I always feel that this girl is hiding something, and it seems that her intuition is good.

Xia Su was a little weak-hearted, and smiled at Zhao Qinghe, feng shui took turns, and there were times when she flattered, "The night I ate noodles at West Lake, didn't I dive into the Han Painting Gallery at night?" I saw the shopkeeper Fang writing a letter, and the word 'Umi' was on his head. Yumei, is Liu Cheyan's old word, he never mentions it, but I saw it once in a child when I was a child, on a letter from his hometown. ”

Zhao Qinghe immediately thought of it, "Shopkeeper Fang is Liu Cheyan's biological father. ”

Xia Su nodded, "It shouldn't be wrong." Moreover, late at night before leaving Suzhou, Liu Cheyan took a group of martial artists off the ship after receiving the report, and when I came back, I secretly took a look and saw several large boxes on the bearded thief's ship for them to carry up, and there were blood stains on the boxes. I guess Cen Xuemin may have had an accident. ”

Zhao Qinghe loves Xia Su's agile thinking, and there are surprises at critical moments, which makes him feel like a tiger with wings, "How does Liu Cheyan deal with the box?" ”

Xia Su really could answer, "Those boxes are waterproof and moth-proof boxes, and the precious wood is customized, and it is best to place antique calligraphy and paintings." The boxes went into the warehouse when they arrived at the house, but today the eldest sister pulled me to see the warehouse, and the boxes were gone, along with the contents of the house. If I were Liu Cheyan, thinking about getting more gold and silver from Liu's mansion on the one hand, and contributing to Liu's father-in-law on the other, I wouldn't change the box again. ”

Zhao Qinghe couldn't agree more, "It's likely to be given directly to Gonggong Liu, so it's fine." ”

Although Cen Xuemin is dead, there are still two helpers alive, and in order to reduce the crime, he is eager to testify.

"What was my sister going to do?"

"Liu Cheyan suspects that my father has hidden a large amount of money, and with my father's shrewdness, it is very likely. Moreover, it is not an exaggeration that the Liu family is rich and rivals the country, since I can remember, the family is poor and extravagant, gold and silver are already vulgar things, and I have seen the treasury full of treasures, each of which is worth a lot of money, and it is definitely not what it is today. And my father never believed in anyone, and he fought with Liu Cheyan for ten years, but Liu Gonggong's power, the hidden treasure is very reasonable. On the other side of the curtain, his father's shadow was weak and invisible, and Xia Su was silent for a moment, "And what makes me most strange is "Mr. Xishan Says Moji". ”

Zhao Qinghe raised his eyebrows, "You said that most of the paintings on the ink book are fake, and the Jiangnan scroll is from you." ”

Xia Su smiled softly, "Mr. Xishan is a character made up by my father, and no one has ever seen his true face, because this person does not exist at all. My father is not only a master of painting, but also a master of counterfeiting, otherwise there would be no daughter like me. He left a poem on the painting in the name of Xishan, but unexpectedly made Xishan famous, he simply faked to the end, secretly purchased a house as a Xishan residence, he entered and exited mysteriously, and then let the servants spread the news, whoever wants to appreciate the painting just come to the door, the painting is left, and it is taken in a few days, and he only leaves the evaluation and retention. In this way, Mr. Keizan turned from fiction to reality. ”

"Your dad is a legend, too." Tricks.

Xia Su didn't think so, "At first, it may have been unintentionally inserted into the willows, but not long after Father-in-law Liu asked Liu Cheyan to take over the mine, and my father had to offer it with both hands, he began to prepare "Mr. Xishan Says Ink Pipe". "Speaking of Ink" came out for three years, not only by the calligraphy and painting art circles, but also by the first emperor couldn't put it down, from the people to find the ancient paintings in "Speaking of Ink". Today's emperor, although he has never summoned my father, but under the influence of the previous emperor, he also regarded those paintings as pearls in the sea, revered Mr. Xishan who saw the beginning and the end of the dragon, and respected him as a generation of connoisseurs. “

Liu Wei's fraud has reached the highest level here.

"When 'Mr. Keizan Says Ink Pipe' almost became a must-have book for collectors, my father asked me to copy the small paintings in it." Xia Su said again.

Zhao Qinghe didn't expect it, "In other words, the book comes out first, and then the painting becomes a painting." In this way, regardless of interests, your father is indeed sure of your talent, so you must wait for you to grow up and become a tool. ”

Xia Su was slightly stunned when he heard this statement for the first time, and continued after a while, "My father is usually very strict, but for the imitation painting production on "Speaking of Ink", he is simply nitpicking. I painted each painting at least 100 times, and it took me two years to complete it. In the next year, I was asked by Liu Cheyan to marry his uncle, my father has no real power, he wanders out all day, and occasionally faints in the flower building, so that people carry him home, so far his body is not as good as before. ”

"What kind of paintings did you make?" It's really a cycle of cause and effect, becoming a king and defeating a villain.

Xia Su shook his head, "Every time I make a painting, whether it's good or bad, my father will take it away and burn it in front of me soon." I thought he was all burned out, but now that I think about it, it's just that he made me think so. My father's defense is much greater than mine. ”

Zhao Qinghe also agreed, "Your father probably kept a hand." "And think deeper," Liu Cheyan is the one who took over the overall livelihood of the Liu family, and he must have noticed that he was missing a large amount of property. The shopkeeper Fang is Liu Cheyan's father, and he wants to run away with the eight paintings of the Jiangnan volume, it is not as simple as being greedy for money. ”

"I thought so too. I painted the painting, Liu Cheyan couldn't find the answer for a day, and he wouldn't let me go for a day. I'll come back and help him ...... words, don't be too full."

Zhao Qinghe was a little embarrassed, "My sister is really kind-hearted, help him?" Haha, if it were me, I wouldn't dare to use it. ”

This girl has invisible lethality, and her rat gall and turtle steps are all illusions.

"He wants money, I want to be free, and everyone takes what he needs, and it has nothing to do with whether his heart is good or not." Xia Su disagreed, and consciously felt sincere, "Like Liu Cheyan, I feel that the secret is in the eight paintings of the south of the Yangtze River, because my father admires the landscapes of the Southern Song Dynasty the most." But—"

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Today's second update... There are still more than a dozen votes left from the third watch. . . (To be continued.) )