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The remnant sun is like blood.

The two men stood by the river for a long time.

Speechlessness sometimes represents the heaviness of the heart.

Their garments were blown by the wind unbridledly.

The hair is already messy.

Finally, it was Yan Wuself who spoke first: "You must be very strange why I suspect the Nangong family?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "Yes, I am very strange. ”

Yan said selflessly, "Do you remember Jiang Nanliu? I went out for a night that night and didn't come back until dawn. ”

Shen Hanzhu didn't think about it, and said directly: "Remember." ”

Yan Wuzhi was a little strange: "Since you remember, you don't want to ask me what I did that night?"

Shen Hanzhu smiled: "I'm a very curious person, but I know that there are some things that you will definitely tell me when you want to tell me, and similarly, when you don't want to tell me, it's useless for me to ask." ”

This is a perfectly normal truth, but many people just don't understand it.

Yan said selflessly: "Because that day, I found a gold ingot, a very special gold ingot!"

Shen Hanzhu's reaction was quick: "Is it the same batch of gold that was hijacked ten years ago?"

Yan Wuzhi nodded and said, "Yes, because the bottom of the gold ingots is printed with the words Qingyuan Mansion." ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "In whose hands is that gold ingot?"

Yan said selflessly: "I don't know who he is, I still don't know who he is." ”

Shen Hanzhu looked at Yan Wuzhi strangely and said, "Why didn't you arrest him?"

Yan Wuself crossed his hands behind his back, looked into the distance, and said, "He's dead, dead when I caught him." Only four words came out of his mouth: ten miles of fragrance. When he died, he still had the gold ingot in his hand. ”

Shen Hanzhu sighed and said, "How did he die?"

Yan Wuself said: "A dart was shot into his back, up to the heart. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "You must have studied that dart." ”

Yan selflessly glanced at him approvingly and said, "Yes, that's a very delicate dart. ”

Shen Hanzhu said, "You must have thought of its owner. ”

Yan Wuself's mouth spit out three words: "Li Menglai!"

Shen Hanzhu's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say anything.

Yan Wuzhi let out a long sigh and said, "When the gold was robbed ten years ago, there was a big goal for such a large batch of gold to be transported, but the gold evaporated in the world like air, and it was only recently that I thought that there was only one possibility. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "Which one?"

Yan said selflessly: "Underground! Gold is buried in the ground!"

Shen Hanzhu blurted out: "Qian Zhai?"

Yan Wuself nodded and said, "There is no more suitable place than the Qian Mansion." It took a lot of effort to build such a large house. ”

Shen Hanzhu pondered for a moment and said, "What are you going to do next?"

Yan Wuself said: "Do you remember when I asked Yu Peixiao to deliver the letter?"

Shen Hanzhu nodded, how could he forget the way he walked out with his hands?

Yan Wuself said: "I asked him to invite Han Sanpao, the hall master of the Perak Hall. ”

Shen Hanzhu's heart was shocked, and he said, "You want to blow up the money house?"

Yan Wuself's mood also suddenly became heavy, and he said slowly: "I will do it when necessary, but not now." ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "What about now?"

Yan Wuself said: "I need a witness, you know!"

Shen Hanzhu said: "I naturally understand, you are talking about skillful finger painting of the Holy Father Sun Yi." ”

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When he saw the jade carved fence, Shen Hanzhu's heart relaxed.

In fact, there is no jade in the jade carving column, only stones, stones like jade.

The jade carved fence does not refer to the railing, but to the house, the house of Gongsun Yi, the "skillful finger painting saint".

He likes to call this house "jade carving fence", so everyone in the rivers and lakes calls it that.

The house is still there, there is a lamp in the house, and if there is a lamp, there will be people.

Shen Hanzhu and Yan Wuzhi knocked lightly on the door.

"The door is unlocked, please come in by yourself!" someone in the room agreed, although the sound was not loud, but in the ears, there was a sense of comfort that could not be spoken.

The door was divided into two doors, and Shen Hanzhu and Yan Wuzhi each pushed one side to enter.

What caught my eye was a room full of calligraphy and paintings.

Roofs, walls, tables, and even floors, thick and full!

As the door was pushed open, the wind that blew in secretly fluttered at will, like waves of wheat on a field when the harvest was approaching.

There was a long table in the center of the room, and a man was drawing with a pen. This person was dressed in white, wearing a scarf on his head, and his face was like a crown of jade.

Yan Wuself hurriedly arched his hand and said: "I took the liberty to disturb Mr. Gongsun's painting, I have seen Mr. under my beard." ”

Shen Hanzhu was also busy echoing: "In Xia Hanzhu, I have seen Mr. ”

Gongsun Yi still lowered his head to paint, his fingers white and slender.

He glanced at the two of them with his spare eyes and said, "If you come late at night, you will definitely ask for something, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Yan selflessly hurriedly said: "I am the housekeeper of the Qian Mansion under it. Mr. Qian asked Mr. to draw a family score ten years ago, do you remember Mr.?"

Gongsun Yi said "oh" for a moment, then stopped his pen and looked up at Yan Wuself, and said, "Remember." ”

Yan Wuzhi still said unhurriedly: "The former housekeeper Qian Manliang passed away for exactly ten years, and Master Qian is very fond of remembering it in his heart, I wonder if there is still a portrait of him here, sir?"

Gongsun Yi said without thinking: "Yes!"

After speaking, he took out a portrait painting from the box, handed it to Yan Wuself, and said, "Please put it away." ”

Yan Wuzhi took it and said, "May I ask sir, how much does this painting cost?"

Gongsun Yi said: "Priceless!"

Shen Hanzhu was surprised when he heard this, and asked rhetorically, "Priceless?"

Gongsun Yi pointed to a box next to the door and said: "Gongsun paints, never offers a price, the box where the silver is put is there, and it is the guest's business to lose more or less, and Gongsun does not care." ”

Yan Wuself took out all the silver taels on his body and threw them into the box.

"Sir, then I will leave!" Yan had his selfless things in his hands, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time, so he said goodbye.

"Don't send it!" Gongsun Yi bowed his head and began to paint when he said this.

When he went out, Shen Hanzhu always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what the reason was.

Sometimes, things go too smoothly and it feels unnatural.

In fact, people sometimes really have such a feeling, and it will be very accurate.

But it's often missed.

At this time, in Gongsun Yi's house, a bearded man was coming out, and the two looked at each other and laughed!

Of course, Shen Hanzhu didn't know.

Yan Wuself wouldn't know.