There is a dark alley at the back door of the proud building, and a car full of swill is slowly pushing out in the heavy rain, the wheels are crushed over the stone paved ground, and the small puddles are smashed into the water one by one.

'Crunch-' The sound of pushing the door was not heavy, and the sound was even softer when it was hit by the rain, and a figure holding a black oil-paper umbrella poking his head out was the shopkeeper of the proud building.

He looked left and right, quickly came out, locked the door, followed the swill cart, and jumped out of the alley.

The shopkeeper is obviously very familiar with this part of the road, and instead of taking the main road, he drilled into the small alley, and after going around five or six alleys, he also came to a dark alley, walked to an inconspicuous corner door, and knocked a few times rhythmically.

Soon someone opened the door and invited him in, and the shopkeeper silently followed the person to a room, and put the black oil-paper umbrella outside, and the rain on it slid down the corner and flowed into a winding stream.

Stepping on the threshold to enter, the door at the back was just closed, and the shopkeeper bowed, and the smile on his face changed to another extremely respectful, almost pious, "Young master." ”

The person opposite sat in the shade, the windows of the room were all closed, the light could not enter, the vision was a little dim, and the external outline of the other party could be vaguely seen, but the expression of the face could not be seen clearly.

The other party sat comfortably in the chair, holding the teacup to scald the tea leaves, rolled the green plum porcelain tea bowl in his hand twice, poured out the hot water, poured another cup, and drank it slowly, before he spoke: "But what did you find?" The man's voice was as low as a morning bell and a dusk drum, and there was an aftermath that vibrated in his chest.

The shopkeeper's eyebrows were twisted together, and he said a little incomprehensibly: "Every day, I either go shopping and buying, or I paint for fun, and my subordinates can't see what is special about them, it's not that we think wrong, they are not here for the "Four Scenes Chess Map". ”

"Impossible." The man's tail fingertips were particularly long, and a piece of tea floating on the top was picked out, and when he half-hung his head, he could see the arc of the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up under the straight nose, "The secret letter before the original Sheng Kai died was sent out, and someone will definitely come to connect." Do you know who they are in Jiangnan? ”

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and said thoughtfully: "I only said that the richest man in Jiangnan was the richest man, but I didn't mention any person." "It's true that he stares at it every day, Mu Beichen is nested in the room all day long, Rong Ruo and Caidie either go to the shop or go to the restaurant to eat, and they don't even take the initiative to mention it in the original mansion.

The man snorted lightly: "Stupid, I haven't even figured out who is until now, they are from the capital at all!" ”

"Huh?" The shopkeeper exhaled in surprise: "But when they speak, it's true that they have a Jiangnan accent." "How does the young master see it?

The man played with the teacup, and from his tone with a little mocking smile, he could hear the confidence that everything was under control, "Of course the person who this young master put in. ”

The shopkeeper was in awe, he originally thought that the young master sent people to stare at everyone who came to Lan County, but he didn't expect that the young master was completely controlling the pass to Lan County, and asked at the moment: "In this case, why didn't the young master arrest them directly......

"Because ......" The man knocked on the table, and a folding fan with a jade pendant hanging on it flew up, the man grabbed it lightly, lit the teacup and pushed it back, leaned back, and said in a lazy tone: "This young man wants them to send things to the door by themselves." ”

The shopkeeper lowered his head and said in fear: "The young master is wise, his subordinates will definitely keep an eye on it, and they don't dare to relax for a moment." ”

The corners of the man's mouth outlined a little sneer, and he pointed outside with a folding fan and said, "I heard that the family went to paint today?" ”

"Yes, my subordinates arranged for someone to send it over." There is no doubt that the person who drove Rong Ruo was also specially found by the shopkeeper, in order to grasp their whereabouts and who to meet.

The man's eyes narrowed into a slender slit, and he said meaninglessly: "I've been painting for so long, even if it's a peerless beauty, it's all finished, right?" ”

The shopkeeper was suddenly startled, and a coolness oozed from his back: "Subordinate...... My subordinates are going to take a look. "He was negligent, if they put the calligraphy and painting shop together, then what is the use of him just sending people to watch outside.

After the shopkeeper went out, the person who led him in saluted the man and said, "The people on the original side are all hidden, the young master expected it well, and someone did secretly investigate it today." ”

The man made a gesture and said confidently, "Let them check it as they please." ”

"Yes!" The person who came nodded in agreement, and then asked: "However, the subordinates can't figure it out, we have almost turned the entire original mansion over......" I just can't find a painting!"

"If you hadn't neglected the original tree at that time, would this young master still have to continue to nest here?" The man shook the tea bowl in his hand, and the tea swayed, bringing out a hint of displeasure in his voice.

"It's all negligence on the part of subordinates." The man did not defend himself, but directly admitted his mistake.

The man's eyes were raised, his body turned to the side a little, and his whole face was even more hidden in the dark, only the long nails on his tail finger could be seen plucking the lid on the teacup, and he snorted softly: "Yuan Zhen is dead, but the painting is still in Lan County, and you all keep an eye on that woman for me." "Before Yuan Zhen died, he had only been in contact with Lu Zhenyuan, and he couldn't escape suspicion. 97 Chinese

As soon as the door opened, only the figure of a man was left in the room, he threw his teacup and stood at the window, the sky outside the window was draped, and his whole back was very tall, and the purple clothes had a dark mystery, like a man giving people a feeling, full of danger.

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The door of the shop was slapped 'popping', and the old man shouted that he was coming, and he opened the door slowly, and saw a face covered with rain.

"Shopkeeper, the lord and lady inside haven't finished painting yet?" The coachman wiped the rain from his face and said with a somewhat anxious expression.

The old man shook his head: "Maybe it's not good, otherwise it would be time to come out." "Anyway, the shop today called the couple to give the bag, and they gave a lot of silver, and the old man didn't care how long they stayed.

"Oops, this is broken." The coachman stomped his foot on the spot, pushed the old man away, and walked inside, "No, I have to find someone." ”

The calligraphy and painting shop has a total of two floors, except for the small room downstairs in the lobby and some miscellaneous items, there are three private rooms upstairs, all of which are for people to drink tea and enjoy paintings on weekdays.

The coachman stepped on the stairs and ran up, but the old man couldn't stop him from behind, "Eh, why are you trespassing?" "Painting is about the state of mind, and sometimes the pen is smooth, so that people are disturbed for no reason, isn't it ruining a good painting.

The coachman climbed up the stairs without looking at the old man, and spat out a sentence from his mouth: "I have an urgent matter here, so take care of the shopkeeper." As he spoke, he pushed open the front door.

Pushed two doors in a row, the inside was empty, the coachman was about to walk to the last room, the old man had already rushed over, frowned and said: "The most taboo in writing and painting is that someone makes noise, the old man is the one who received other people's silver, you don't want to break the rules of the old man's shop." ”

"This ...... I have something very important to do, so let me find those two old ladies and gentlemen. "The coachman came straight out of the rain, his head was full of water, and the soles of his feet were very watermarked on the wooden stairs.

The old man touched the short beard on his chin, put one hand behind his back, and looked like an old pedant: "That's not good, every line has its rules, there are no rules, you are really too vulgar and unelegant." ”

Seeing that he couldn't say it, the coachman simply pulled the old man around, and the two changed directions and were about to move forward, but the old man grabbed him, "Eh, why can't you say it well?" ”

Between the two of them, it was the door of the room that opened first, revealing Caidie's delicate little face, and she was glaring at the old man and the coachman unhappily: "What are you doing, I almost disturbed our lord and lady, tell you, if this painting is damaged today and affects our wife's mood, it will be impossible to compensate for the demolition of this shop!" ”

The old man clenched his fists and arched his hand: "Little girl, the old man has persuaded him, but this person just doesn't listen, look at ......"

"Fluttershy." The coachman pulled away the old man's hand that was holding his arm, walked up step by step, looked straight into the crack in the door opened by Caidie, and said with a smile: "I'm in a bit of a hurry, and I need to tell the old lady." ”

"What a gift, let go of a fart quickly." Caidie's eyes hung upward, her jaw raised her flamboyant arc, and she said impatiently: "It's not for you to wait outside, what are you doing here?" ”

The coachman was blocked by the colorful butterflies, and he couldn't see anything, and his eyes rolled slightly: "There was a spring thunder outside just now, and the horse was startled, and I was afraid that it would run around, so I untied the rope, you see, now the horse doesn't know where to run......"

Caidie glared: "So you lost our horse?" ”

"Uh......" the coachman choked and said with a dry smile, "The little one will definitely be found for you." ”

Caidie clasped her hands on her chest, although her body was petite, she put on a condescending posture with her momentum, and said: "What are you doing with so much nonsense, why don't you go find it quickly, otherwise you are planning to ask our lord and lady to walk back by themselves later?" ”

As he was talking, Rong Ruo's voice came from inside: "What's wrong?" Not long after the voice landed, Rong Ruo and Mu Beichen appeared at the door together.

The doors were all opened, and the room was in full view, and the coachman looked at it several times, but no matter how he saw the third shadow, he was still a little unwilling.

"Forget it, find another carriage, I also want to go to the Ruyi Pavilion next to it, I heard that the rouge gouache there is the best." Rong Ruo heard what happened, but he didn't show a sense of care, and went down the stairs with Mu Beichen.

When he got to the bottom, the old man saw the scroll rolled up in Mu Beichen's hand, and said very kindly: "I wonder if the two of you want to frame the painting?" "After all, I am also a little curious about the content of the painting, especially the fanfare of a shop, I don't know what the skills are, whether they are more outstanding than the painters in Lanxian County.

Different from the old man, Rong Ruo was simply curious about what Mu Beichen had drawn, and after a few smacks, she didn't believe that she could draw anything ugly.

"Want to see it?" Mu Beichen's eyebrows were raised, his cold black eyes glanced over, he raised the scroll in his hand, and asked everyone.