"Mobao?" Lu Yuan glanced at Wei Liang and said disdainfully, "Can you understand?" ”

Obviously, he is a person who does not learn and has no skills, and prefers vassal elegance, and Lu Yuan despises this kind of person the most.

Su Juan almost couldn't hold back her laughter, and hurriedly moved a few steps away, letting the shopkeeper lead the way, and walked to the elegant seat inside.

There was a burst of applause in the private room, which made Su Juan subconsciously glance inside again.

At this glance, she stopped.

On a scroll of calligraphy and painting hanging in the private room, there is the smell of fat powder on Liu Qingyan's body.

Could it be that this is the disappeared "Leek Flower Post"?

Ling Suwan was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed Lu Yuan, "My lord, since Wei Shizi has been kindly invited, why don't you go in and have a look, maybe it's a rare ink treasure." ”

As he spoke, he secretly winked at him.

Lu Yuan was not stupid, he noticed Ling Suwan's strange appearance, so he took the opportunity to answer Wei Liang and said, "I want to see what kind of treasure makes you so excited." Let's go, little charcoal, let's go in and have a look. ”

Everyone in the private room knew Lu Yuan, and they all got up and saluted him, greeting him, Lu Yuan ignored it, walked directly to where the scroll was, stretched out his hand and unfolded it.

Sure enough, it was Young Master Yang of the Zhou Dynasty's "Leek Flower Post".

That's it? Lu Yuan looked at Ling Suwan and asked silently.

Su Wan nodded slightly.

Although the calligraphy and paintings were full of all kinds of different flavors, she still recognized the little difference in Liu Qingyan's unique body.

It was indeed the smell of the fat powder on her body, which was the same as the fat powder placed in her room.

Lu Yuan glanced up and down a few times, and sneered, "I thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be just a fake, Wei Liang, Wei Liang, you were deceived." ”

"What?" Wei Liang widened his small eyes that were squeezed by the fat on his face, "This...... Is it really a fake? ”

"Believe it or not, do you think Young Master Yang's true deeds are so good?" Lu Yuan looked at Wei Liang like a fool, "I think that back then, my second brother traveled several places and traveled for several months in order to ask for a true painting of Young Master Yang. This kind of thing can only be blamed on laymen like you. ”

There was silence in the private room, and everyone was quite embarrassed. was originally a show, but now it has become an ugly offering, Wei Liang's face was blue when Lu Yuan said, and he was furious, "The boss of Mo Baozhai who killed a thousand knives actually dared to tell his son, see that I didn't demolish his shop, and picked his skin!" ”

Mobaozhai is separated from Dali Temple by a street, which can be regarded as a time-honored calligraphy and painting shop in Beijing.

When Lu Yuan and Ling Suwan arrived at Mobaozhai, they ran into Shen Yan and brought his cronies.

"Lord Shen, wandering around the streets while on duty is not like your style!" When Lu Yuan saw Shen Yan's cold appearance, he couldn't help but tease him a few words.

Shen Yan didn't care, and said lightly: "It's not just wandering around, but investigating the case." I found out that the boss of this Mo Bao Zhai had an argument with Cui Min. ”

In this way, this boss is indeed very suspicious.

It was noon, there was not a single customer in the store, and the shopkeeper was sitting behind the counter bored, napping with his eyes closed.

Shen Yan's cronies were a sturdy middle-aged man named Wang Zhong. He patted the table case and said to the shopkeeper: "Dali Temple investigates the case." ”

The shopkeeper jumped up from his chair in fright, "What, what? ”

After looking at the few people in front of him, two handsome sons, and two attendants, one strong and one thin, he stabilized his mind and said with a smile: "Two masters, I don't know what you are doing?" ”

"Dali Temple investigates the case and calls your boss out." Wang Zhong flashed the waist card in his hand.

"Yes, yes, yes." The shopkeeper bowed down and hurriedly ran to the inner courtyard to call the boss out.

The boss of Mobaozhai is named Wei Yikuan, more than 30 years old, with a white face and no beard, elegant and gentle. Seeing Lu Yuan and Shen Yan, although he was slightly panicked, he did not lose his bearing, and saluted them, "I've seen two adults." ”

Shen Yan began to ask him questions, while Ling Suwan stood behind Lu Yuan, quietly scrutinizing.

"Wei Yikuan, do you know the student of Guozijian, Cui Min?"

"I don't know." Wei Yikuan shook his head and denied it.

"Really?" Maybe it's because he is used to interrogating prisoners, although Shen Yan's tone is flat, he has a fierce momentum, "Last month, someone saw that you had a fierce dispute with Cui Min in this Mobao Zhai, but is there such a thing?" ”

"Last month?" Wei Yikuan thought about it for a while, and said calmly: "My lord, if the store is open, it is inevitable that there will be occasional disputes with customers, and the events of last month have passed too long, and the villain doesn't remember it." ”

"I don't remember." Lu Yuan sneered, "Then Boss Wei shouldn't remember, a few days ago, you sold a calligraphy to Hou Shizi of Zhenbei, you can really do it, that calligraphy is causing him to lose face and be angry." ”

Wei Yikuan is really speechless, "The villain is really wronged, that calligraphy is what Wei Shizi liked after seeing it, and he bought it hard, and the villain was not sold......"

"You should keep this to Wei Shizi, I heard that he is already on his way to Mobaozhai. Do you know what happened to the person who sold him a fake last time? ”

"Gouge out his eyes and waste his hands." Shen Yan said leisurely on the side.

When Wei Yikuan heard this, his face turned pale instantly. That Wei Shizi was cruel and immoral, he had already heard of it, and he only muttered in a hurry: "It was Wei Shizi who insisted on taking it away, the calligraphy was not sold, I collected it well, and it was not sold......"

"What is your relationship with Liu Qingyan of Lanfang Pavilion?" Shen Yan asked unexpectedly.

"Liu Qingyan? The girl from Lanfang Pavilion? That, the villain didn't go to Lanfang Pavilion many times, I really can't remember. Wei Yikuan replied.

"Oh? That being the case, why are you wearing the sachet embroidered by Liu Qingyan herself? Lu Yuan pointed to Wei Yikuan's waist, suddenly raised his voice, and asked sharply.

Wei Yikuan subconsciously touched his waist and denied it: "This sachet is made by my wife, and it has nothing to do with Liu Qingyan." ”

"Really?" Lu Yuan sneered, "The mouth is quite hard." Little Tanzi, you come and tell him, let him know what it means to not see the coffin and not shed tears. ”

The corners of Ling Suwan's mouth twitched, and in response, she said yes, and said to Wei Yikuan: "Boss Wei knows that Lanfang Pavilion has a spice called Huanyan, which is exclusively secret for the girls in the pavilion to smoke incense and smoke. And the sachet you are wearing has this smell, so it must be from Lanfang Pavilion. ”

Lu Yuan snorted, "If the Huanyan spice on this sachet is not Liu Qingyan's, then Boss Wei is not more than one confidante in Lanfang Pavilion?" ”

Wei Yikuan's face was pale, "Villain...... The villain doesn't know ......"

"That's it, let's go first, let Boss Wei think about what to say. Maybe when Wei Shizi arrives later, he will know what to say. Lu Yuan was about to leave.

When Wei Shizi comes, he will die, and he will even let him survive but not die.

Wei Yikuan struggled for a long time, finally sighed, and admitted: "Yes, this sachet is indeed a gift from Liu Qingyan, but my relationship with her is not as ...... as you think."