"What's that tomb digger called?" Su Xiaozhou asked.

Wen Chongxuan shook his head, "This ...... I really don't know. At that time, I was still young and only listened to my grandfather call him...... Mr. Wu. ”

"The surname is Wu!"

Su Xiaozhou seemed to grasp something, and hurriedly asked, "Who is the ghostwriter who helped you catch the knife?" ”

"Yes...... It's ......"

Wen Chongxuan was a little hesitant, if he said the name of that person, it would be equivalent to confirming his own crime. Let people ghostwrite, to put it mildly, it is a hard work; At worst, it is a great sin to deceive the king.

"Is his name Wu Fenglin?!" Su Xiaozhou asked anxiously.

"Ah——, how do you know?!"

Wen Chongxuan was dumbfounded, and said that he didn't come to investigate the ghostwriter, but even knew the name of that person.

Just look at his reaction, you know that the person is right.

"Are Wu Fenglin father and son with Mr. Wu, who traded with your grandfather?" Su Xiaozhou asked further.

If the two lines of the Wu family and the Wen family are combined, there is hope to find him!

"Fenglin, he ...... He went to the government to tell me?! Which yamen are you from? ”

Wen Chongxuan's face was pale, dripping with sweat.

"I'll ask you one last time. Is the person who catches the knife for you called Wu Fenglin? Is he father and son relationship with Mr. Wu, who stole and sold the artifact to your grandfather? Su Xiaozhou asked again.

"Yes...... Yes. ”

Wen Chongxuan's face was already like ashes.

……

For a moment, the silence in the study was terrifying.

Su Lanyan and Su Xiaozhou gasped at the same time, they didn't expect to really be able to find clues to the tomb robbers through such an unreliable method!

As soon as he saw that Honglu Shaoqing's crime of buying thieves was confirmed, Yuan Yin, who was tricked into catching the tomb robbers, immediately became interested, "Where is Mr. Wu, who sold the goods to your family, now?" ”

"He died of illness more than 20 years ago." Wen Chongxuan replied.

"What about his son, that Wu ...... Wu Fenglin, where are the others? Will you also rob tombs and dig gold? Yuan Yin asked again.

After so many years of painstaking study, I can see almost all the antiques and old things I can see. If he wants to go further in the art of gold and stone, he only needs to "make friends" like the two generations of elders of the Wen family, and search for treasures buried under the soil.

"You ...... It's not ......"

Wen Chongxuan was stunned, if it wasn't for Wu Fenglin to sue the government, how could anyone come to investigate the matter of finding someone to write and paint on his behalf?

Without waiting for him to ask, Su Xiaozhou had already arrived, "Tell us how to find him?" ”

Wen Chongxuan replied: "I haven't seen him for ten years, since ......"

"From "Taizong Drinking Horses under the Moon" to help you knock on the door of your career?" Su Lanyan interjected.

The painting hanging on the top floor of the "Wenyuan Building" represents the highest honor of Jixian Academy, and has always been proud of the teachers, who have spurred her to practice her painting skills day and night, and also made her infinitely regretful for Wen Huashi to abandon art and enter politics, but she didn't expect that there was such a big lie behind it.

"It wasn't my intention to have him do the painting...... It was all arranged by my father. Soon after my grandfather died, Mr. Wu also had an accident, and his son came to the door and wanted to continue his 'business' with my family. Seeing that he was young, his father refused outright. But he was very persistent, and in order to prove his skills, after three months, he brought back a few objects that surprised his father. In order to prevent him from going astray, my father took him in, made him my scholar, and let him study in a private school in the house. ”

As he spoke, Wen Chongxuan lowered his head ashamedly, "I have a dull talent, and I didn't make my father angry when I was studying. But he is different, not only does he read well, but he also paints well, which makes the masters full of praise. My father often sighed that if it weren't for his ancestor's criminal record and his inability to participate in the imperial examination, he would definitely be able to gain fame. Later, my reading was so poor that I saw no hope of getting into the imperial examination. After my father discussed with a few uncles, he came up with a way for him to write and paint to help me build a reputation, and then be recommended by my family and Jixian Yuan to join the office. ”

Su Xiaozhou glanced at her little sister, her expression seemed to be about to eat people.

The same is the person who paints, and he sympathizes with each other. If her paintings are written with someone else's name and help others become famous, I'm afraid I'm going to vomit blood in anger.

The elders of the Wen family are really resourceful! Completing a painting can be as short as a few days or as long as a menstrual period, and you can do it slowly behind closed doors. It is very suitable for finding someone to complete it on its behalf, and it is not easy to be debunked than writing articles and poems.

Who would doubt the Wen family, who has been the prime minister for several generations, and the son of Wen Wuyin, the dignified waiter of the Ministry of Works......

"After "Taizong Drinking Horses under the Moon" became famous, how did your family treat him?!" Su Lanyan asked.

The methods of the family can be imagined, if you want to shut up a person, then he must be either dead or disabled.

Wen Chongxuan waved his hand straight, "Senior Sister Su, you misunderstood, we didn't treat him harshly. Feng Lin is not only diligent, but also upright, he knows that he can't get into the office, so he devotes himself to painting to help me, and never complains. After the painting won the chief prize, his father gave him a sum of money to go south to Yizhou to hide for a while. After I successfully entered the official career, I will return to Chang'an. ”

"And then?"

"Half a year later, I joined the Ministry of Rites as an official of the ancestral department, so I wrote to him to return to Beijing. Not long after, he came back and brought back a woman, saying that he had married a lady in Yizhou. So, my father gave him a settling-in allowance and let him leave my house. Then we cut off contact completely, and we don't know if they're still alive or where they are......"

"What do you mean?" Su Xiaozhou frowned.

Wen Chongxuan's words seem to be counterintuitive, he lost contact when he was young and strong, and it has only been more than ten years, how can he think that the other party may be dead?

"That woman, I've seen, seems to be very sick, and she is carried by Feng Lin in and out. Feng Lin also seemed to be injured and kept coughing, although his father gave them a large sum of money, but the two of them ...... Alas——, I always thought he would come back when he was cornered, but ten years later, I never saw him again. ”

Su Xiaozhou sighed in his heart.

Wu Fenglin, his wife, the child who sells paintings, his sick mother, suddenly connected.

"Wu Fenglin, I must find him! If adults can show me the way, the story I heard today will be a joke and I won't tell anyone. She said excitedly.

"Are you ——, for—"

Wen Chongxuan shook his head, "I really don't know where he is." That thing...... Don't look for it, Mr. Wu has been through a hundred battles, but he died because of it, even if you find Fenglin, he can't help you find it. ”

"What did you say?!"

"'Elixir of Immortality'...... Aren't you looking for Fenglin for the 'elixir of immortality'?! ”