These words were a lot of conscience, and Jiang Shiyi was silent.

Lin Yi said again: "I always heard Mrs. say that you are the young master's nobleman, you are smart and intelligent, and you will definitely be the young master's virtuous helper in the future." ”

Jiang Shiyi remained silent: "So what? ”

"We're in trouble now, if we don't find out, the young master won't be able to sleep this night." Lin Yi turned around in a twist and turn: "Miss Jiang, otherwise, you can also help." ”

As he spoke, Lin Yi winked at Song Chao.

Isn't it that the old lady is smart and knowledgeable, and the noble is virtuous and helpful, but I want to see how she can help the Song Dynasty.

Jiang Shiyi's heart moved slightly, her fiancée was naturally just an accident, but now that she lives in the Song Mansion, it is best to have a good relationship with the Song Dynasty, otherwise she will be polite on the surface, and if she always makes any stumbling blocks for her in secret, it will also be troublesome.

Thinking like this, Jiang Shiyi suddenly changed the words that came to his lips.

"If I can help, then I'm willing?" Jiang Shiyi said: "What is the matter?" ”

Lin Yi handed over a booklet: "In the early hours of yesterday morning, Xiahou, a well-known painter in the city, died at home with a dagger in his chest. It was late at night, and no one saw anyone going in or out of his house. When he was dying, he carried these fans in his arms. ”

Jiang Shiyi looked carefully, and sure enough, the inscription of this face-inscribed poem was the word Xiahou.

Speaking of business, the Song Dynasty also got serious and picked up a fan from the table: "This batch of landscape fans is a batch of orders that Xiahou intends to deliver in the next few days." The order quantity and price have been found, and these fans are slightly different from the quantity. ”

Jiang Shiyi's first reaction was naturally "How many are missing?" Taken away? ”

"No, one more."

"Which one?"

Lin Yi stretched out his hand and drew on the table: "It's in here, but I don't know." ”

"Don't know?"

"Yes." Song Chaodao: "The preliminary suspicion is that the murderer is a master of imitating Xiahou, and he left a counterfeit painting fan in a panic, but because the level of counterfeiting is very high, it can almost be ...... with fake."

Lin Yi couldn't help but sigh: "If the fake is exactly the same as the real one, is it still a fake?" ”

"What is fake is what is fake." Jiang Shiyi picked up a fan and looked at it carefully: "I used to ......"

Jiang Shiyi almost said that she had seen similar cases before, but fortunately, the words came to her lips and reacted.

"I've heard people talk about it before." Jiang Shiyi seemed to say casually: "The more clever the counterfeiter, the more he will leave a mark on the imitation that only he can see." First, this can be regarded as his works must always be named. Second, I am afraid that in the future, buying real will become buying fake and pit myself. ”

Song Chao suddenly felt that Jiang Shiyi had run away from home, and although it was even more annoying when he came back, these words were quite clear.

The argument is true, but the mark is too hidden. No matter how you look at it, these fans are the same. Lin Yi frowned.

Lin Yi's hand was on the table, Jiang Shiyi glanced at it, it seemed that he was used to dancing with swords and swords, and it was indeed inappropriate to draw and find the difference.

"If you could see it at a glance, this impostor would have been killed a long time ago." Jiang Shiyi replied casually, put down the fan in his hand, and changed it.

Song Chao raised his hand and stopped Lin Yi and told her to stop talking about it, and first see if Jiang Shiyi was really capable or if he could only play tricks.

On the wide desk, twenty-three folding fans were neatly arranged, Jiang Shiyi's way of looking was different from ordinary people's appreciation, she took a folding fan, from left to right, from top to bottom, after reading it once, she changed it.

Song Dynasty has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has no interest in Danqing or has studied it, but when he looks at Jiang Shiyi's appearance, he knows that she is also a layman, but she just pretends to be real.

What is surprising is that after Jiang Shiyi watched it once, he really picked one out of it.

"This." Jiang Shiyi rubbed a certain part of the fan: "This fan is not from the hand of this painter. ”

Now the Song Dynasty became interested: "How do you know?" ”

Lin Yi was also surprised, so she leaned over to take a look. But no matter how you look at it, I don't think there is any difference between this one and the other two dozen or so. They are all the same mountains, rivers, pines and cypresses, and the surface of the lake is sparkling.

"What's the difference?" Lin Yi leaned over and stuck it on the fan, feeling that his eyes were going blind.

"Look at the ripples." Jiang Shiyi pointed to a certain place: "The water ripples are different. ”

Xiahou's Danqing skills are superb, although there are only a few brushstrokes, but the sparkling waves are vividly outlined, very expressive.

Compared with the other ones, the water ripples on this one can't be exactly the same, but if you want to say too many differences, it doesn't seem to be.

The Song Dynasty was quite unconvinced: "Will you be Danqing?" ”

"No, it won't." Jiang Shiyi is really a person: "Where did I learn this?" ”

She can draw, but she can't paint with a brush, sketching gouache is okay, especially sketching portraits, but whenever she shows her a look, she can draw eight or nine out of ten, if there is any incurable disease in the bureau before, she will also be asked to do reasoning profile, and she has solved a big case with this.

"You haven't studied Danqing, can you see the difference in writing here?"

Jiang Shiyi had already thought of the reason: "I haven't seen a pig run and haven't eaten pork, although I don't know how to paint in Danqing, but when I was a child, I burned a stove, and I liked to draw on the ground with a firewood stick, and I was self-taught when I painted more." ”

This reason was perfect, and the Song Dynasty could not refute it for a while.

Not wanting everyone to focus on why she would, Jiang Shiyi changed the topic and explained: "Although there is no difference between the water wave here and the side of it, the next stroke is different, you see, the brushstrokes of these strokes are from the top left to the bottom right. ”

Lin Yi was still puzzled, and raised his hand to draw it himself: "From the top left to the bottom right, what does it mean?" ”

Jiang Shiyi picked up a brush casually and gestured casually: "We usually paint, it's like this, isn't it." ”

Lin Yi nodded.

"But these are the opposite, and it's like this." Jiang Shiyi imitated the pen on the fan surface and stroked a few more strokes: "Don't you feel particularly awkward?" ”

Lin Yi groaned: "It seems to have a feeling of twisting." ”

Jiang Shiyi approvingly: "Yes, why? ”

"Why?"

Jiang Shiyi stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the table: "This shows that this murderer is a left-hander." He drew these strokes with his left hand, and to ordinary people, they were twisted. ”

After a moment of silence, the Song Dynasty really couldn't help but applaud Jiang Shiyi.

"Is it true?" Lin Yi snatched the fan, looked left and right: "You're not talking nonsense, are you?" ”

"It's a matter of human life, can I talk nonsense?" Jiang Shiyi said: "Go and investigate all the painters in the capital and find out the left-handers among them." No, start from the vicinity of the deceased and see if there are any left-handers among his friends and acquaintances, and if so, there is a chance that they are murderers. ”

Jiang Shiyi sighed in his heart, a group of ignorant and backward ancient people, if it was in her era, not to mention the difference in the picture, that is, the fingerprints of several people on each fan were clear, why bother her brain cells so much.

This is an unexpected case, Song Chao originally planned to study it today and invite a few experts to assist in the investigation tomorrow, but he never expected to be said so easily by Jiang Shiyi.

Song Chao muttered for a while: "Go and check if there are any left-handers around Xiahou." ”

It didn't matter that it was so late, and his subordinates immediately took the order.

Song Chao shook the fan in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said to Jiang Shiyi: "If it is verified to be true, I will definitely reward you." ”

Jiang Shiyi was not looking forward to it: "What to appreciate?" ”

Still don't break her legs?

This time, Song Chao didn't say anything, got up and pushed open the door of the study.

At this time, it was already late autumn and early winter, and a cold and biting wind blew in, Jiang Shiyi shrank his neck, no one had to rush, and consciously rolled up his sleeves and walked out.

When he walked into the courtyard, the little maid had already pushed the courtyard door open.

She was about to go out when suddenly the voice of the Song Dynasty came from behind her.

"Wait a minute." Song Chao called out to her.

Looking for what trouble again, Jiang Shiyi turned around in confusion, only to see Song Chao coming out with a piece of clothing.

Strangely, Song Chao shook off his clothes, and it was a fluffy white cloak.

"It's windy, and it's cold at night." Song Chao said softly: "I still have a case to see, I won't send you, you go back to rest early." ”

The Song Dynasty draped the cloak on Jiang Shiyi's shoulders, and also pulled the neckline together, looking warm and affectionate.

Jiang Shiyi shuddered coldly, and looked at the Song Dynasty with an indescribable expression.

What is the sudden refinement?

Could it be that he was ghosted in the middle of the night?

"Alright, let's go." As if he didn't know anything, Song Chao naturally reached out and put his hand on Jiang Shiyi's shoulder and turned it slightly.

Jiang Shiyi turned around, and in her sight, a skirt corner quickly disappeared into the woods not far away, and she suddenly realized.

This is probably Mrs. Song's people, afraid that they will not be in harmony with their faces, so they sent the little girl over to take a sneak peek, the Song Dynasty is playing tricks to fool her mother. It seems that in the few days she has been away from home, he has indeed almost slept on the street, and now he is so cautious.

This was Jiang Shiyi's first night in this era, and he didn't sleep all night.

The bed was comfortable, the quilt was freshly sunburned and smelled of the sun, the room was cleaned and lit with faint incense, but it was all unfamiliar.

After all the light and noise during the day passed, Jiang Shiyi quieted down, and only then did he feel extremely real that he could never go back.

Early the next morning, Jiang Shiyi had a pair of big black circles under her eyes, which startled the little girl who came in to serve.

"Miss." Ping'er exclaimed, "What's wrong with you, didn't you sleep well last night?" ”

Jiang Shiyi sighed, although he didn't sleep all night, he finally calmed down. It's just that the bitterness in it is not enough for outsiders.

Looking in the mirror, Jiang Shiyi was also startled by himself, and hurriedly beckoned to Ping'er and gave a few orders.

When the Song Dynasty came over with his men, he saw Jiang Shiyi lying on a soft chair with two pieces of ...... on his eyes What's that?

"What's going on?" Song Chao looked down and saw a plate on the table, with thinly sliced apple slices in it, and Ping'er was carefully picking up a piece and sticking it to her eyes.