The days have returned to normal, Jia Mengle and Guo Xueqin live in Lu Mansion safe and sound, and they play chess with Yu Shengshou all day long, talk about chess and tell stories, in addition, nothing can be done, Jia Mengle really wanted to go to the inn to find the old four zombies Jiang Tongshu them, but he was worried that he would be discovered by Lu Yuanwai, so he could only give up.

The days passed, and the date of the chess tournament was approaching, but Jia Mengle didn't find anything, and he was very anxious.

"Brother, let's go to Mengfu, and my lord has asked me to discuss the chess game. On this day, Lu Yuanwai called Jia Mengle and went to Mengfu together.

The weather in the capital changes very quickly, the first two days were still the winter sunshine, but today it is snowing heavily, the snowflakes are chasing the biting cold wind, and the pedestrians on the street are rushing into the house, hiding in the house, enjoying the warmth of home.

Jia Mengle and Lu Yuan sat in a sedan chair, creaked and came to the Meng Mansion, just got off the sedan chair, only to see that on the stone steps in front of the Meng Mansion, there was an old man over sixty years old, only to see that he was dressed in tatters and thin, his beard was dyed by flying snow, white and gray, and there was a tattered cloth bag in front of him.

"Master, okay, I'm dying of hunger, can you give me some silver taels to eat?" As soon as the old man spoke, Jia Mengle was overjoyed, this person was none other than the boss Yuan Muche, who actually came to the door of the Meng Mansion with such a makeup.

"Why should we give you silver taels?" Jia Mengle said with a hippie smile, "Okay, okay, you and I are philanthropists?"

Jia Mengle had already recognized the boss Wan Evil Yuan Muche, because he knew that the boss Wan Evil Yuan Muche was definitely not here to ask for silver taels. He's here. There must be a purpose. That's why he deliberately provoked him with words.

Sure enough, the boss Yuan Muche hurriedly turned around and took out a yellowed painting from his pocket on the ground, "The villain has a painting here, I can't bear to lose him, how can I not be angry, for the villain, no matter how precious it is." It's not as good as a fragrant bowl of rice at this moment!"

Yuan Muche, a good boss, actually peddled calligraphy and painting in this way, because he knew that Master Meng Xiaoyun, as a scholar of the dynasty, loved calligraphy and painting, and if he wanted to see him, he must use calligraphy and painting as bait, and it was reasonable for him to think of this method.

Of course, if it weren't for Lu Yuanwai's last fool. Maybe he can really succeed, but since the last time Jia Mengle bought calligraphy and paintings on the street with him. After mixing in the Meng Mansion, Lu Yuan felt sick to his stomach when he saw someone selling calligraphy and paintings.

"Go and go, and one day you just know how to pretend to be pitiful and fool people with some deceitful things. Lu Yuanwai said angrily.

"Master, where are you talking, this is the authentic Yi Zhai monk Zhao Mengjian's "Three Friends of the Cold Year", if I wasn't hungry and panicked, I would be reluctant to throw it away!"

Jia Mengle saw that things were going to be smashed, so he hurriedly turned sideways and said to Lu Yuanwai, "Outside, for the time being, regardless of whether this "Three Friends of the Year and the Cold" is true or false, the previous time was to blame for being clumsy and unable to distinguish the true from the fake, this time it is at the door of Lord Meng, you might as well bring the painting to the house, let Lord Meng distinguish the authenticity by himself, if it is genuine, buy it for some silver taels and give it to Lord Meng, which is also a personal favor." If it's fake, hand it over to Master Meng and send it to the official yamen to punish him, what do you think?"

Jia Mengle's words are reasonable and modest, measured, retreat and advance, even if Lu Yuan is angry, there is no way to refuse. Lu Yuanwai thought for a moment and reluctantly agreed. "Then do you dare to go in? If it's true, I'll give you fifty taels of silver, and if it's fake, I'll send you to the yamen and punish you for the crime of abduction!" Lu Yuanwai threatened.

"Just go, real gold is not afraid of fire, who is afraid of whom!" The boss Wan Evil Yuan Muche put his pocket on his shoulders and took the lead towards the Meng Mansion.

Lu Yuanwai took Jia Mengle and Yuan Muche and walked straight towards the Meng Mansion compound, and Lord Meng Xiaoyun was already waiting for their arrival in the hall.

After a period of greetings, after the host and guest were seated, Master Meng found the boss Yuan Muche, and couldn't help asking, "......Who is this person?"

"Oh, when we were about to enter the mansion, we saw this old man in front of your door...... "Lu Yuanwai recounted what had happened one by one.

"I see, you, aren't you just fifty taels of silver, you can't give it to him, why bring it here?" Meng Xiaoyun said disapprovingly after knowing this.

"My lord, it's not that I can't bear fifty taels of silver, it's just because I was deceived last time, so that you will also be deceived. Lu Yuanwai said with great guilt.

"Hmm. Meng Xiaoyun took a slow sip of tea, "What painting, why don't you show it to me." ”

The boss is evil, Yuan Muche looked at Meng Xiaoyun, and put down his pocket from his shoulder, "Dip the fragrant ink book Pingchuan, and paint the country with light and dark colors." Bensheng wishes to get what he wishes, he wants to get ......" The boss Yuan Muche somehow asked him to take the painting, but he muttered the poem, if he wanted to read it, why couldn't he read it?

"Hey, this person, he's old, why did he forget this poem?" said the boss Yuan Muche while muttering to himself, while taking out the painting from his pocket.

"What are you talking about, what kind of broken poems, I haven't even heard of them. Jia Mengle didn't know what Yuan Muche was doing, and he also helped to play the round.

"Hey, how do you young people know that this painting was given to a confidante of my youth, who has followed me for more than 30 years, and now ...... Hey!" The boss was evil, and Yuan Muche sighed and said, "Does the son know the poem I read?"

"How do I know what broken poems you read, Master Meng is a cabinet scholar, what broken poems do you don't know?" Jia Mengle pushed the boat and passed the problem to Meng Xiaoyun.

"The poetry and writing of the world are like the stars in the sky, I am an authentic scholar, I live in the temple all day long, and what I learn is the study of governing the country and enriching the people, where do I know these market words?" Meng Xiaoyun said disdainfully.

"Do you know the origin of this poem?" asked Yuan Muche, the boss, suspiciously.

"I really don't know!" It seems that Meng Xiaoyun really doesn't know the origin of this poem.

"Hahaha, I heard that the cabinet scholars read poetry and books, but I never thought that the adults would even forget this poem!"

"Bold, my lord has a lot of opportunities, how do you know these bullshit things!" Lu Yuanwai roared loudly, "Don't take out your broken things quickly, if it's fake, I think your old life will be lost." ”

The boss Yuan Muche took out the painting slowly and methodically, and handed it over respectfully with both hands, Jia Mengle took the painting, didn't look at it, and sent it directly to Meng Xiaoyun.

Meng Xiaoyun took the scroll, put it on the table, opened it gently, put it on the table, and looked at it carefully.

Meng Xiaoyun looked at it very carefully, he could see every stroke of the painting clearly, he looked at it again and again, suddenly turned around, and scolded loudly: "Where did the guy come from, he dared to use a fake to fool me!" Meng Xiaoyun scolded loudly.

He howled like a pig, which scared Jia Mengle a lot, it's over, the boss is all evil Yuan Muche is finished now, he will definitely be caught in the yamen, and entering the yamen is equivalent to entering the ghost gate, this Meng Xiaoyun is a scholar in the Wenyuan cabinet, and he is very familiar with eunuchs like Huang Gonggong, and it is easier to punish the boss and evil Yuan Muche to death than to pinch an ant to death!

"I said, sir, in my opinion, this painting is by no means a fake, please look at it. Jia Mengle hurriedly put the painting away, "My lord, please see, this painting is sharp and smooth, light ink and slightly dyed, and the style is elegant. ”

"You kid, you really don't know the height of the sky, you just looked away last time, and now you start talking nonsense again, who is Lord Meng? How can you not know whether this painting is true or false, so don't talk nonsense here." "What is a sycophant, Lu Yuanwai is a sycophant.

"......"

"But what, this is a fake! Someone!" Lu Yuanwai didn't say a word, and hurriedly called his subordinates, "Take this person down!"

"But this ......" Jia Mengle still wanted to distinguish......

"Hahaha, a group of guys with eyes and no beads, what kind of scholar, what kind of scholar, it's just a stupid pig, good or bad! No matter what, Lao Tzu doesn't want to live anymore, and he has been a good man for twenty years!" The boss is all evil, Yuan Muche has no choice but to be taken away, but it can be seen from his eyes that he doesn't want Jia Mengle to save him, not to mention that Jia Mengle is powerless, he can move his mouth, if he really wants to move, then there is nothing he can do, he can only watch Yuan Muche being taken away by them.

"Things in the world, it's really incredible, someone dares to come to your house to sell fakes, it's really Lord Yama hanged himself, and his idle life is long!" Lu Yuanwai said with satisfaction.

"It's been a year!" Meng Xiaoyun said lazily as he slowly put away the painting, "Poor people must have something to hate." By the way, how is the chess tournament going?"

Lu Yuanwai reported about the chess competition, but Jia Mengle couldn't listen to a word, it was obviously a real painting, why did Meng Xiaoyun say it was a fake? Could it be that he really didn't know the goods? Why did the boss Yuan Muche come to Meng's mansion? Why didn't he resist? A series of questions made it difficult for him to answer.

(The boss is all evil, Yuan Muche took Meng Xiaoyun away, what is his fate, please see the next episode to be broken!) (To be continued.) )