Wu Qihan could only say, "Brother Qinghe, I don't know this person very well, if he hadn't drunk too much, I would have been able to introduce you to him." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info He is a disciple of the Cui family in Beijing, with a single name and a rock character, ranking ninth, going to his grandfather's house in the south for the New Year, and visiting his own shop by the way. You must know if you say it, Immortal Jade Pavilion. ”

Xianyu Pavilion and Hengbaotang are the two largest famous shops in Beijing, dealing in gold, silver and jade and antique calligraphy and painting, almost collecting the best treasures in the north, even Mogu Zhai can only pick up these two leftovers, and cannot open the north market.

Of course Zhao Qinghe had heard of it, and raised his eyebrows, "It's a pity, I can only see if there is a chance another day." The tone was cold and unconcerned.

Wu Qihan admired Zhao Qinghe's bottom-line person, who was reasonable and disciplined when he was not expensive and bent his waist when he was not in power, and his vision was so sharp, he probably saw Cui Yan's wine color and character.

"I told Miss Xia just now, tomorrow I invite you two brothers and sisters to enjoy the light and eat on my painting boat."

"It must be there." Zhao Qinghe responded generously.

"Miss Xia, farewell."

Wu Qihan thought that he could still take a look at Xia Su, but after waiting for a while, he only heard her say goodbye, from beginning to end, the petite shadow made the tall shadow cover tightly, and no longer showed half a point, making his steps to leave a little sluggish and helpless.

After eating this night, Zhao Qinghe and Dong Lin dispersed, and when they returned home, they felt that Xia Su's silence was very abnormal.

"You're not that timid, are you? I was scared out of my soul by an alcoholic. He didn't want to let her remain silent as before. He traced his past and got her involved, and she should have let him be involved in her part, shouldn't she? "That Cui Yan, do you know?"

"......" Xia Su trembled and couldn't help but hug his arms.

"If you don't tell me now, I won't be able to help you when the most undesirable thing happens." It's been three months since he came back to life, and she agreed to a boat, "I can't help you, the boat sank because of this, and I have to die with you." Don't you think it's enough for people to be wronged once in their lives? Please, don't let me die unjustly. ”

Xia Su was not angry, but he didn't feel cold, "Cui Yan, Cui Jiu, it's not a good thing, there is more than one merchant who was ruined by him, you must not deal with him, if you have any good ideas, you can't cooperate with him, because he will definitely steal your ideas, make your own profits, and make you lose money and be unlucky." I don't know him, he's just famous, but he may have seen me, so I don't want to show my face in front of him at all. ”

Jingshi has a pair of "rock" sons, both of whom are amazing young talents, although the two don't know each other very well, if Cui Yan leaks a little about seeing her in Suzhou, she will die.

"I guessed that my sister was a girl from a big family in Beijing, and it turned out to be the Cui family?" Zhao Qinghe is much bolder than Xia Su, and he is not responsible for random guessing.

"Not really." Xia Su unknowingly let Zhao Qinghe lead the questioning.

"Cui Liu's family is a big businessman of calligraphy and painting, and I heard that if they say that the painting is fake, it will never be true. My sister is not the daughter of the Cui family, but she has amazing talent, that is the Liu family? ”

The garden was steeply quiet, the west wind whistled from afar, the moon set clear, and the land was snowy.

Xia Su stood straight, pursed her lips coldly, her face was as white as the moonlight, but there was no glow, her eyes seemed to be faintly flowing with silver streams, and her expression was sad and sad.

Her shell cracked and shattered, and the man named Zhao Qinghe was crushed and destroyed.

Her real name is Liu Su'er, the fourth daughter of the Liu family, the only innocent daughter, escaped from hell, and when she saw Cui Yan tonight, she heard the footsteps of the demon, and she was about to chase after her.

She inhaled for a long time, as if she were inhaling moonlight, and lightly exhaled silver gas, and was about to say it-

Zhao Qinghe laughed, with a loud voice, so hateful, but so powerful, and took back the shell she thought was broken.

"You girl is really stupid, your name is Xia Su, of course your surname is Xia, even if the Cui and Liu families need a superb painter like you, as long as you don't want to, you can't be forced to change your surname. Sister, remember, even if you are tortured, you will never give in, your surname is Xia, you are on top of my family's household registration, and I am in the same boat with my brother, you change your surname, what should I do? Do you want to change your surname to Cui Qinghe, or Liu Qinghe? ”

Xia Su pursed the corners of his mouth, "It's still Zhao Qinghe who is not bad." ”

"Of course, my mother was born in a scholarly family, and she will never take the name of aphrodisiac that makes her son shameless to go out." Is this girl's real surname Liu? It seems that Dong Lin and Cheng Sheng have to be driven, these two have mixed with Jingshi.

Xia Su laughed, "Actually, the godmother gave you the word Qinghe, which has the artistic conception of the Jiangnan River." There are many rivers in the north, and the south is warm and green, and the spring is green, but you were born in the suburbs of Beijing, so you should take the Canghe. ”

Zhao Qinghe immediately disdained, "Zhao Canghe, the crane has goosebumps, and the white beard is fluttering, when I hear the old man." ”

The two of you say a word, Zhao Qinghe's name is not lively, the west wind has passed, the morning wind is coming east, no matter how cold the winter, there are warm moments.

The next night, Xia Su failed to go to Wu Qihan's invitation with Zhao Qinghe, because she received an invitation from Uncle Zhou to his house for an early Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Uncle Zhou's wife, Lian, was fine at first, and she was happy with Xia Su's red envelope, but then Lao Zi came and mocked her mercilessly, and Lian lost her temper and scolded back, and she didn't know where to run.

Uncle Zhou still didn't care, but without the nagging and always complaining Lian family, Xia Su felt that the meal was unexpectedly pleasant. Three adults and a baby, two men and two women, two elders, two juniors, really no more, no less.

"Cui Jiu is wandering around the city, don't be stupid, you still think it's safe at night, show off your kung fu everywhere." Lao Zi is the second person who knows Xia Su's true identity.

"I saw him yesterday, but he's so drunk that I'm sure he didn't see my face." Xia Su said honestly.

Regarding the incident of Uncle Zi of Hanshan Temple, she has not asked a word so far.

Zhou Xu put the sleeping treasure scroll back into the back room, and came out with a solemn face, "Don't think that Cui Yan doesn't know you, although you live in the Liu Mansion, the imitation painting when you were young has aroused the curiosity of the old lady Cui, and the Cui family and the Liu family have been fighting openly and secretly, and you have long noticed that you can't tell." Before Cui Yan leaves Suzhou, you don't go out. ”

"When that kid is gone, Lao Tzu will inform you." It's not that Lao Zi is well-informed, but Cui Yan loves to sleep in Huasu and stays in Liu, and currently lives in Peach Blossom Building.

Xia Su also wanted to take advantage of the prosperity of the Chinese New Year painting market to open his eyes and let the care of these two uncles go to waste.

Bao Zhou suddenly cried, Lao Zi volunteered to hug him, Zhou Xu and Xia Su said some old news about Jingshi.

No one noticed a figure outside the house.

The man listened quietly for a long time, and then crept out of the courtyard.

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