The family behind him also began to fight the situation and reported to the house.

"The young master of our family is the only son of the county commander. If you dare to collude with this fake painting seller and want to harm the young master, our master will not let you go! ”

When the others who watched the play heard that this was the only son of the county grandfather, they all came to sweat for Chu Xiao.

"They all say that they are the son of the county order, so even if it is reasonable, it can't be explained."

"That's right, maybe if you're not careful, you'll have to go to court. The judge is someone's father, how can he protect his son! ”

"If you want me to say, this man shouldn't have come out like this. The little girl is messing around, what kind of coaxing does he follow! ”

In contrast, Tong Xiang did not show much surprise at this.

If you dare to slander others on the street, you must have a backer in your family.

After listening to Chu Xiao's analysis, she glanced at the painter who was huddled in the corner, her eyes were cold, and she couldn't see any emotion.

She said coldly: "Although the drawing paper alone cannot mean that this is a fake painting, it cannot be proved that it is a real painting. ”

The pig-headed young master on the side saw that she had changed her position, thinking that she was afraid of her identity, so he suddenly stepped in and came up again with a smile: "Beauty, I just said that I was innocent." ”

She took the painting scroll and pushed away the salty pig hand, frowned, and said, "Whether this painting is true or not, I can't tell the result for a while." In this way, how about I buy this painting for as much money as I can? ”

The pig-headed young master was beaten and touched in the palm of his hand, but he was not in a hurry.

He said with a shy face: "Since the beauty likes it, then I will give it to the beauty, but it is only fifty taels of silver." I hope that when the beauties see this painting in the future, they will often think of me. ”

Hearing the pig-headed young master's naked teasing, Chu Xiao clenched his fists in anger, and his joints rattled.

Everyone thought that the matter was a foregone conclusion, and they were all bored and ready to disperse.

Unexpectedly, a low-key and luxurious carriage came from the street.

The horse's mane was brightly brushed, and his body was even more handsome, and at first glance it was not ordinary. The coachman was also dressed in satin, and the material looked better than many of the young ladies in the county.

On the crowded streets, horse-drawn carriages drove extremely slowly.

In the turquoise curtain, an old man with gray hair was sitting in a precarious position, looking out of the street from time to time, leisurely shopping.

Seeing many vendors selling paintings in front of him, the old man touched his goatee and giggled: "I don't know if I can find the true handiwork of my great-grandfather here." ”

The housekeeper who followed the car was also an elderly man, and he also laughed when he heard this: "Master, your ancestor lived in Yuanzhou before, and it is indeed very close to this Yuqian County." ”

As if recalling the story he heard when he was a child, the old man smiled even deeper, and wrinkles crawled from the ends of his eyes to his sideburns: "When I was a child, I often heard my grandmother talk about how my grandfather's family would paint and send it to others when they received firewood, rice, oil and salt from their neighbors. ”

"Yes, many families refused to accept it at that time, and now this painting is estimated to be worth a fortune."

The butler and the old man walked forward while chatting.

Suddenly, the smile in the corner of the old man's eyes froze, and he raised his hand to ask someone to stop.

The audience, who was originally watching the excitement, saw an old man walking over, and the mahogany crutches in his hand were inlaid with rubies and jade, which seemed to be priceless.

Chu Xiao looked at the old man who came over, and for some reason, his mind was a little swollen.

Tong Xiang saw that his expression was wrong, his brows furrowed slightly, and he leaned over and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Chu Xiao looked at her gently: "Of course it's okay." What are you going to do with this painting? ”

Seeing that his lips were gradually rosy, Tong Xiang was reluctantly relieved and said, "I have my own plans." Now let this pig's head let his guard down, and then clean him up! ”

"Well, well done!" Chu Xiao chuckled, but there was doting in his eyes.

Listening to his serious praise, Tong Xiang didn't get used to it, don't look around, and pretend not to hear.

The old man got out of the car and walked straight to Tong Xiang.

The son of the county grandfather recognized him, and immediately changed his serious appearance, and saluted: "Mr. Zhang, look up to him for a long time, look up to ...... for a long time."

The old man pointed to the painting as if he was in the air, and said in a hoarse voice: "Girl, how much silver are you willing to sell this painting to the old man?" ”

The old man's expression looked very sincere, not fake.

Tong Xianghu asked suspiciously: "Why did the old gentleman buy this painting?" Is this true? ”

When everyone heard this, they were also whetted and looked at these two people intently.

The old man giggled, stroked his beard and said: "This is the true work of my Taizu, the old man is willing to pay eight hundred taels of silver to buy this painting, and I hope that the girl will cut her love." ”

Eight hundred taels?

Tong Xiang's heart jumped, but his face was not obvious, and he said quietly: "This is the true work of your Taizu, could it be that the old gentleman is?" ”

"The grandson of the author of this painting is just an ordinary painter in the capital." The old man touched his beard and smiled easily.

When the young master heard this, he was even more surprised that his jaw was about to drop.

He is an ordinary painter, he is clearly the royal painter appointed by the saint today, even if the princes see it, they must not be rude!

Tong Xiang figured out what was going on, and felt that it was useless to keep it, and it was not as comfortable as silver, so he decisively sold the painting.

So the steward ordered a silver ticket to be given to her. Tong Xiang put the silver ticket into his sleeve and took the opportunity to put it into the space.

got the silver ticket, but Tong Xiang didn't plan to leave.

She took fifty taels of silver from Chu Xiao's arms, one by one, and smashed them on the pig-headed young master.

The family was about to stop him, but he was solved by Chu Xiao three or two times.

The pig-headed young master didn't expect her to be so spicy, so he quickly fled in embarrassment.

When the old man saw her behaving like this, his beard trembled in shock, and he clapped his hands and exclaimed: "The girl is so good!" ”

After smashing the pig's head with silver, Tong Xiang didn't waste it at all, walked straight over, picked up the remaining silver, and handed it to the painting seller on the side.

The painter was flattered and held the silver and kowtowed to her again and again to thank her.

Tong Xiang squatted down and told the painter about his wife's cheating.

After solving all this, she walked up to Chu Xiao, patted him on the shoulder easily, and said, "Let's go!" ”

The two went to the money village to exchange some silver, and went to buy some pen and ink textbooks, ready to be used for Tong Hua's literacy.

Then, I purchased a few light quilts, which were properly covered in spring and autumn, and I could sleep on them when it was cold in winter.

Of course, these don't cost much silver. In the end, eight hundred taels of silver, a little more than seven hundred remained.

The two rode the ox cart and returned with a full load.

Walking on the road, Chu Xiao asked her, "Before, why did you help the painter?" ”

Tong Xiang looked at the floating clouds in the sky, leaned on the car rail, and slowly spoke: "He was deceived, but he was kept in the dark. I couldn't get used to it, so I took a shot. ”

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned his head and asked Chu Xiaodao: "You can actually see the authenticity of the painting." Have you regained your memory? ”