He is now completely dead and wants to marry the Guo family, not only because of the grudge between Xie Yinyue and Guo Qingdu, but also because he feels that there is a heavenly river between him and Guo Qingdu, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't build a magpie bridge to her.

The realization was painful for him.

He rubbed those bamboo silk paintings, and envied Jiang Minghui in his heart.

At the very least, he had the experience of co-creating zào bamboo silk paintings with her.

When he was in a trance, he was woken up by Fang Chu, listened to the eldest brother's instructions, nodded and said, "Big brother go." ”

Fang Chu saw his absent-minded appearance, sighed in his heart, and beckoned Shi Duo to go out.

In late autumn, the Tianhu Lake is messy, and the grass and trees are yellow, and they are exceptionally scarce.

The two of them took a small boat and swung towards the center of the lake.

Fang Chu quietly looked at the lake and pondered.

He intuitively felt that Xie Yinyue's actions were unusual.

I can't think of a reason, and he suspects that he is a gentleman with the heart of a villain, if he always distrusts her like this, what will happen in the future? They have a long life to spend together.

"Brother Fang, Brother Fang?"

Shi Duo called him while skillfully shaking the pulp.

"What's the matter?" Fang Chu turned his face and asked.

"What do you want? I can't hear you even if I call it. Shi Duo asked suspiciously.

"Well, I just remembered something, but I didn't hear it." Fang Chu disguised.

"Hehe, you're thinking about thanking the eldest girl, right? Brother, my brother advises you, Miss Xie's incident has passed, and she also knows that she is wrong, so don't put it on your mind. Who hasn't done anything wrong in their life! You should think about bamboo silk painting. My brother will go to sea at the end of November, and you can arrange this period well. Strive to stock up on more. Shi Duo persuaded him a few words, and then talked about business.

"Don't worry, the younger brother has already told them to rush to work." Fang Chu said.

Originally. He deliberately limited the sales of bamboo silk paintings, but first expanded the market overseas.

"That's good. I have something to do tomorrow, otherwise I want to go with you to take a look. Shi Helm said.

"I'll go back to the old house in a few days, and I'm going to stay for a few days. If you have time when you come back, go find me. I'm all there. Fang Chu said.

"That's good. What's the matter, you don't go to the capital anymore? Shi Duo asked.

"Not for now." Fang Chu replied very firmly.

He didn't worry about Xie Yinyue, and he didn't worry about it...... Guo Qinghue!

Why. He couldn't say it himself.

"Go back and send the message to Yuan'er back."

He thought that several shops in the capital had been properly placed, as long as a capable steward was arranged to take care of them. Yuan'er is clever and intelligent, and he is the most useful person for himself, and Qingyuan can only be handed over to him to take care of.

He didn't want anyone else to meddle in the mess.

Fang Chu and Shi Duo floated lightly on the lake for a while, still returning to the Drunken Immortal Tower. I had a meal with everyone. They dispersed.

After arriving home, Fang Chu settled the accounts in the study, and today he earned a lot of money.

This result did not make him happy, and he sat in a daze.

The business is so good, and the reason for the careful investigation is that this murder case made Jiang Minghui and his bamboo silk paintings spread all over Jiangnan and the capital in the shortest days. Jiang Minghui died, Jiang Zhuzhai was closed, and bamboo silk paintings became something that could not be sought. At this time. Fang's bamboo silk paintings happened to open in the capital, which naturally attracted the attention of buyers.

The capital is fine. The craze of Xiazhao made him a little embarrassed.

-- Weng and the clam competed, and he became a profitable fisherman!

He got up, went to the dark cabinet in the inner room, took out a slender rosewood box, placed it on the round table in the middle of the room, opened it, took out a scroll, and slowly unfolded it.

This is a bamboo silk painting, titled Spring River Smoke and Rain.

The hazy river scenery was very familiar to him.

It's not that he has been to the place in the painting, but there are many similar river scenes, typical Jiangnan flavor. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to enter the painting, leaning on the low couch in the cabin, listening to the gentle wind and drizzle on the river, giving birth to the prosperity of plants and trees. Listen carefully, I don't know where a wisp of piano sound comes from, and it penetrates into my heart......

This is based on a dumb manuscript as is.

Since he was sent, he has never shown it in front of people.

He wanted to give it to Guo Qingdu, but he hesitated, because he was sure that she would not accept it!

He was immersed in the painting to "listen to the qin", and Chang'er outside shouted: "Master Major, Uncle Xia is here." ”

Fang Chu woke up, hurriedly put away the painting, and hurriedly walked out.

Xia Liuxing and a few teenagers came to ask for bamboo silk paintings.

Fang Chu let everyone into the living room of the main house to wait for tea, and ordered someone to take bamboo silk to paint.

Looking at those bamboo silk paintings that are completely different from paper paintings, there is also a fresh and elegant rhyme and special visual effects, everyone is amazed, and praise this painting is better than Jiang Zhuzhai's production, only Jiang Minghui's own hand-made can be compared.

Only Xia Meteor didn't say a word, savoring it one by one.

Fang Chu accompanied him and looked at him quietly.

After reading it all, Xia Liuxing raised his eyes, looked at Fang Chu and said with a smile: "It turns out that Young Master Fang is the biggest winner!" The tone was a little uneven, and a little sarcastic.

Fang Chu smiled and said, "So to speak. I picked up a big bargain. ”

Appropriately revealing the merchant's philistine face.

Xia Liuxing chuckled, stroked his hand, and asked, "Is that all?" ”

Fang Chu nodded and said, "That's all for here." If Young Master Xia is not satisfied, I will ask them to choose some and send them over. But it's going to be a while. When the time comes, send it to Young Master Xia. ”

Xia Liuxing nodded, and turned to talk about Guo Qingdu, "I didn't expect her to have such talent." I heard that she is also very good at the piano. According to Brother Fang's evaluation, how is Miss Bixie? ”

Fang Chu said: "That's good. Compared with Miss Xie, her skills are still a little worse. It may be that there are few people to instruct, and he is young, the sound of the piano is more than fresh, and the artistic conception is not full enough. ”

He didn't know why, he thought so in his heart, and said so on his lips.

Xia Liuxing smiled: "You are really ...... It is not modest to praise one's own family! ”

Fang Chu said with a smile: "Let Young Master Xia see it." But I'm telling the truth. ”

Xia Liuxing said: "How can I listen to your family." I can't judge until I've heard it. ”

Fang Chu smiled silently, looking resigned to it.

Xia Liuxing picked two bamboo silk paintings, and the others also picked the ones they liked, and they were retained by Fang Chu, and they had wine and dinner at Fang's house before leaving.

After they left, Fang Chu sat quietly in the study for a while, and then ignored the fact that it was getting late, in the name of the Yan family, he asked someone to go to Yan's house to pick up Yan Duyang for dinner.

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Besides, Xie Yinyue, after leaving the Yamen of the Jin Bureau, took the car back to the Xie family's courtyard.

The car drove to the southeast willow embankment of Tianhu, and suddenly heard the mother-in-law talking to someone outside:

"Hello Uncle Han!"

"Is it Miss Xie? Where are you from? ”

She stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, and when she went out, it was Han Xiyi, riding a white horse, dressed in white and in a white cloak, with bright eyes, radiant spirits, and an excellent mood, which was very inconsistent with the elegant and calm image of the past.

"Brother Han, where are you going?" She asked with a smile.

"Go to Guo's house." Han Xiyi blurted out.

Xie Yinyue was a little puzzled. (To be continued......)