The next day, Zhang Qingyang took An Nianzhi's painting and brought many family members to Xiang's mansion with great fanfare.

Xiang Qiang was sitting in the courtyard eating grapes, when he heard Zhang Qingyang coming, he was full of excitement, stood up and said, "Did he send the little beauty over?" ”

"Young master, I don't see Miss Zhang in that crowd."

Hearing this, the smile on Xiang Qiang's face disappeared, and he snorted lightly: "Then what is he going to do?" ”

"I heard that he restored the painting of the unequaled son."

Xiang Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Haha, joke, that painting is a fake in the first place, how to fix it? It's also fake if it's fixed. ”

As he spoke, he turned to the people beside him, "Go and call Shen Jitong over, he is a good hand at studying the paintings of the unequaled son, let him debunk Zhang Qingyang in front of everyone." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Qingyang waited at the gate of Xiang's mansion for a long time before Xiang Qiang ordered someone to open the door.

"Yo, brother-in-law is here, please come in, please come in."

Zhang Qingyang was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, with no expression on his face, just standing quietly at the door.

"I've already brought the painting here, and you let my dad go."

Xiang Qiang didn't seem to hear clearly, shook his fat body and walked in front of Zhang Qingyang, looked at him with squinting eyes and said, "What did you say?" That's a painting by the Peerless Son, are you sure you brought it? ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Qingyang's slender fingers.

Zhang Qingyang glanced at him coldly, and took a step back silently.

"I've already brought the painting, and I ask you to release it."

Xiang Qiang's hand fell into the air, the expression on his face changed, and he said softly: "Then I want to see if your painting is the painting of the peerless son, if you want to use a fake to prevaricate me, I will cut off Master Zhang's arm!" ”

"You dare!" Zhang Qingyang glared at him.

"What am I not afraid of?! The entire Xianghong County is my strongest, what is one of his arms Zhang Shikang?! ”

The onlookers outside looked sideways, Xiang Qiang was not a matter of a day or two, and it is estimated that he really did it.

Zhang Qingyang stared at him coldly for a long time before calming down his mood and said: "This painting I brought is definitely the genuine product of the peerless son, if you don't believe it, you can find Shen Jitong to check it." ”

Xiang Qiang yawned and said lazily: "I naturally want to test it." After that, he looked at the family behind him and said, "Is Shen Jitong here?" The action is too slow! ”

Zhang Qingyang asked his subordinates to move a long table and placed it at the gate of Xiang's mansion.

At the same time, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar also appeared in everyone's sight.

"This is the owner of Jing Shuzhai, and he also has studied the paintings of the unequaled son, so for the sake of fairness, it is better for two people to examine them at the same time."

Xiang Qiang sneered: "It doesn't matter. ”

The painting won't be real anyway.

The works of the unequaled son are hard to find, and even his high-imitation fake was bought for two hundred taels of silver, so he didn't believe that Zhang Qingyang could get the real one of the unequaled son.

I heard that there was a painting of the unequaled son here, and many literati and scholars in the city rushed to it, for fear that they would miss it.

After a while, the entrance of Xiang's mansion was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

Some of the people who couldn't see it from the outside simply moved stools and tables and stood on them to watch.

Everything was ready, and the personnel had already arrived, Zhang Qingyang took the painting from the hands of his cronies on the side, carefully placed it on the table, and unfolded it little by little.

Shen Jitong and the owner of Jing Shuzhai came over together.

Xiang Qiang didn't care, so he moved a chair and took a nap with Erlang's legs crossed.

After the painting was fully unfolded, the eyes of the two people who inspected the painting showed surprise and some disbelief.

At first glance, this painting is from the hand of the peerless son.

The literati and scholars who surrounded them also sighed, saying that the layout of this painting is atmospheric, but the brushwork is extremely delicate, and it is a masterpiece in the painting.

All of a sudden, the outside of Xiang's Mansion was very lively, and those newcomers who wanted to see the excitement didn't know what was going on at all.

Seeing that everyone was getting closer and closer to the painting, Zhang Qingyang had no choice but to let his subordinates form a circle and drive out those who watched the excitement outside the circle.

The paintings of the unequaled son are rare treasures, and it would not be good if they were destroyed by mistake.

Shen Jitong and the boss of Jing Shuzhai studied and analyzed the painting for a long time, and they were always in an expression of amazement.

In the end, the two of them couldn't hold back, and Qi Qi said excitedly: "This is the Xia Hetu of the unequaled son!" ”

This sentence successfully made Xiang Qiang, who was napping on the side, almost fall to the ground without sitting firmly.

After being helped up by his subordinates, he walked over in three steps and two steps, staring at Shen Jitong and said, "What did you say?" ”

Shen Jitong replied respectfully: "Young Master Xiang, according to Shen, this painting is indeed from the hands of the unequaled son, and it is the genuine work of the unequaled son. ”

"Impossible!" Xiang Qiang stepped forward to take a look, but he couldn't see anything famous.

The boss of Jing Shuzhai stepped forward to confirm: "This is indeed the genuine product of the unequaled son, but it is just ......"

The pause in this turn made everyone look at him with bated breath.

"Just what?"

"It's just that the silk and pen and ink imprints are relatively new, not like a work from two years ago, but like a freshly painted one."

Shen Jitong nodded approvingly: "I also discovered this, it does look like a new work." ”

When they said in unison that this was definitely the work of the unequaled son, Zhang Qingyang had already determined in his heart that the Miss An in his Zhang Mansion must be the mysterious and hidden unparalleled son.

At this moment, he would not let Shen Ji and their doubts diverge.

"Since both of them said that this is the true work of the peerless son, then the prince should release my father, right? The painting was returned as it was. ”

Xiang Qiang hadn't reacted at the moment, and he looked at the painting in front of him for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

How could he have the true deeds of the unequaled son?!

But Shen Jitong walked into his ear and whispered: "Xiang Gongzi, the authentic works of the unequaled son are rare, a painting is thousands of taels of silver, we don't lose." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Qiang's eyes lit up.

Oh, yes! It doesn't matter how Zhang Qingyang got this painting, now that he has replaced a fake painting with a real painting, he has taken advantage of it.

As for Zhang Qingling, there will be a chance to get her in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiang Qiang couldn't hide his smile and said: "Okay, Young Master Ben has always been a man of words, as long as you return this painting, I will immediately release the future Lord Yue." ”

After that, he shouted in front of the surrounding crowd without three hundred taels of silver, "You all testify to me, I, Xiang Qiang, didn't take advantage of his Zhang family at all!" ”

Zhang Qingyang glanced at him coldly, saying that he didn't want to pay attention to this cheeky skin.

After a while, someone from Xiangfu brought Zhang Shikang out, and when Zhang Qingyang saw him, his whole expression could be described as cold to the bone.