Jian Qing glanced at Shi Zhong, and he already shed tears for Shi Zhong in his heart, raising such a son must be very tiring, right?

Shi Zhong's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he was almost twice as big as he was born, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, if it weren't for the fact that this son had a son, Shi Zhong would have the heart to hang him up at this time.

Someone once said that the greatest sorrow in life is "money is gone, life is gone", but Jian Qing feels that the greatest sorrow in life is "Dad is a hero and a bear".

In the past half month, only two people have bought arsenic in the crude medicine shop in the city, and one of them was a doctor in the pharmacy who helped dispense the medicine, and a little arsenic was added to it. And the other person is Shi Gongzi, who bought a large amount of arsenic that is enough to heal the dead. Jian Qing reminded, "Excuse me, why do you buy so much arsenic?" Where are the medicines used? What is the evidence? ”

"I bought the medicine mouse."

"Are there a lot of rats in the house?"

"I don't know much, anyway, a calligraphy and painting I bought a month ago was bitten by a mouse." Shi Ansheng was a little impatient, glanced at Jian Qing, and shouted, "Shi Qiang, go to the master's study and bring the "Plum Stone Creek Map" that the master bought back with a lot of money to show these poor masters the world. ”

Jian Qing rolled up his sleeves and didn't speak, Shi Ansheng's meaning was too obvious, obviously bullying them for not seeing the world.

It's no wonder that Shi Ansheng is not to blame, most of the servants come from the market, and they have been serving for generations, and most of them are scoundrels. It's just that you don't know a single big word, and you extort and infringe on civilians on weekdays, and you have a bad reputation in the evil township.

Shi Qiang quickly brought the calligraphy and painting, and together with a scholar in Shi Zhong's study, one person held a painting scroll to unfold the framed painting, and the plum blossoms bloomed on the secluded cliff stream and stone wall. A flock of wild ducks chase and play, comb their feathers, or flutter their feathers in the trickling stream, and one of the young ducks is very touching on the back of the mother.

Shi Ansheng stared at the painting with general enjoyment, and asked proudly, "Jian Yanzuo, how is this painting?" Oh, look at what I'm asking, the point is this painting, can you understand it? ”

Wang Hu was so angry that the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he said angrily, "Shi Ansheng, what do you mean by this? We are asking you about the case, who has the time to discuss calligraphy and painting with you? ”

"Discussion? Hey, Wang Hu, do you still use the word 'discuss'? No, you shouldn't say 'discuss', teach you, at this time, you should use the word 'scrutiny', do you know what these two words are? ”

Jian Qing looked at Shi Ansheng coldly, and admired him a lot, kneeling on the ground, he could still talk eloquently, and his kneeling posture had no effect on him at all.

"Shi Gongzi, 'scrutiny' originates from the allusion of 'monk knocking on the door under the moon' in Jia Dao's "Title Li Ning's Secluded Residence", which refers to the process of thinking word by word when writing, and we are talking about a painting now, which is actually not applicable." Jian Qing stood up, approached the painting, and took a closer look, "I dare to ask, how much did this painting cost Shi Gongzi?" ”

"One thousand taels...... Silver! Shi Ansheng's voice fell, and an inkstone smashed towards his head, fortunately, his head was fast, and he was well-trained, and the inkstone only crossed the forehead, taking away a layer of oily skin, and smashed it on the blue brick ground.

Shi Ansheng screamed for a while, covering his bleeding forehead, and was taken away with his life, and pointed at Jian Qing with the other hand and scolded, "Okay, you stinky boy, are you deliberately playing a trick on me for personal vendettas?" ”

Jian Qing glanced at him coldly, "Shi Gongzi, in vain, you are a famous scholar in Lingqiu County, you are blind with a pair of good eyes, and you are proud to buy a fake painting for a thousand taels of silver!" ”

"Fake, fake, fake?"

For some reason, the rat bit a small gap in the scroll of this painting, so Shi An went to buy arsenic and came back, used meat as bait, and poisoned rats all over the yard. Now that he heard that the painting was fake, where would he believe it?

"You're accusing me that this painting is a fake? Why don't you tell me why, and see how I clean you up!" ”

Jian Qing glanced at him, "Since I dare to say that it is a fake, there is naturally evidence." ”

As soon as he heard that this painting was fake, Shi Zhong couldn't sit still. Shi Ansheng looked down on Jian Qing because he only knew that Jian Qing was a fool, and he didn't know Jian Chong's origin. But Shi Zhong didn't have a pig's brain, he got up and arched his hand slightly towards Jian Qing, "Tell me, how is this painting fake?" ”

"It's not hard to know if this painting is fake." Jian Qing hurriedly stood up, she looked at Shi Ansheng condescendingly, "If I say one, two, three, Shi Gongzi must answer me a few questions." ”

Shi Zhong forced his son with his gaze, and Shi Ansheng had to reluctantly say, "You say it first!" And he said, "If you ask me anything, I will just say it, you should not ask me about the boudoir, right?" ”

Jian Qing ignored his ridicule, but pointed to the painting and said, "Ma Yuan's painting is strict and neat, and the color is clear. The mountain stone is split with a large axe with a water pen, and the square is hard and angular; The leaves have a pen, and the trunk is scorched with ink, and there are many horizontal and oblique twists and turns. In this painting, although the ink on the trunk is between thick ink and ink staying, there is no sense of scorched ink, and there is no effect of 'moistening spring rain' or 'dry autumn wind', which shows the difference in the heat of the person copying. ”

Shi Ansheng was confused, although Shi Zhong was old-fashioned, he only had a lot of experience in economic affairs, and he could be said to have six tricks in calligraphy and painting. However, Jiang is still old and spicy, and Shi Zhong believes that since Jian Qing can say this, he must not be illiterate.

One thousand taels of silver, bought a fake and came back!

Shi Zhong's whole body was trembling, but at this time, Jian Qing was already extraordinary in his eyes, he was willing to give Jian Qing a face, and kicked his son, "What does Jian Qian ask you, you have to answer well, otherwise you will ......"

There is no need to say the rest of the words!

"On the sixth day of the first month, that is, last night, where is Shi Gongzi?"

"Me? Of course I was in the Jade Building last night. ”

There were really a lot of people in the Jade House last night.

"Jian Yanzuo, don't ask me, I'm either in the Jade Building or the Drunken Flower Building at night, or in my house, man, that's all there is to it at night. Dad, you don't have to stare at me, it only proves that your son is still young! ”

Jian Qing looked at Shi Ansheng, a little skeptical of his previous inference, such a person, does he really have the ability to kill? Either this person is very good at acting, and deliberately performs an unsophisticated appearance in front of him, or this is an embroidered pillow, let alone killing, and he can't even do such a trivial thing as holding a grudge.