Chapter 52

In Tingfengyuan, in the study, the atmosphere is condensed.

Shi Qing stood far away from the desk, took another step back, and was about to leave the study door.

As if he was afraid of being implicated innocently by his son.

No wonder he was timid, the man standing by the table had been staring at the painting on the table for half an hour. At this moment, his face was extremely dark, and the folding fan was also put aside, with his hands behind his back, his figure He didn't move a single bit, and anyone who looked at him saw a terrifying posture that was about to rain.

Of course, Shi Qing had seen the painting on the case before, and the strange thing was that it was very similar to the birthday painting he gave to the girl for his son that day.

The difference is also obvious.

On one was a graceful girl's back, but on the other, there was an extra gentleman in white.

Although he doesn't understand the words written on it, judging from the number of words, it is also different.

The most important thing is that besides his young master's seal, there is another one who doesn't know who it is.

Isn't this obvious? Someone and his son jointly made a widely circulated painting, but his son knew nothing about it.

What is the difference between such a miracle and seeing a ghost?
Shi Qingwu was tense for a while, trying to move his stiff leg, but the toe just slipped an inch, and the sound of "Shi Qing" made it shrink back in an instant.

"Yes, young master!" Shi Qing straightened his back and replied loudly respectfully.

"You just said, when did this painting start to circulate?" Xie Zhan asked.

"On the morning of May [-]th, Beilian Study, Nanyue Study, and Jiang Hao Study all received the paintings. However, as you can see, your seal is blurred." Shi Qing replied.

Who is Xie Zhan?

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple with sharp eyes and meticulous thoughts.

After thinking about it for a while, I understood the cause and effect.

On May [-]th, because he hadn't talked to his uncle for many days, he carried Fuxuan out of Liu's mansion, then went back to continue the banquet, and then talked with several family heads until nearly Xu time.

While he was still in Liu's residence, the elder sister went back to Xie's residence and took the paintings from his study.

He didn't finish the painting, because it was to be given to Fuxuan, so he drew a girl in the gazebo.After the elder sister took it, another person was painted over there, and the painting was completed, and a poem was written, and his seal was scribbled and faked.On May [-]th, I came to the study again while he was on duty, took his seal away, and stamped the real seal on the original work.

Xie Zhan sneered.

Ah.

Wang Zhiyi's private seal is very descriptive.

Do you really think that if you stamp your seal, you will be painting with him?
Also, "Whether the flowers bloom or fly, this meaning requires double understanding."

Are the two going to enlightenment together?

with her?

worthwhile?

Co-authoring, the two of them have nothing to do with each other, how dare she use his unfinished things like this to use the outside study to promote the relationship between him and his fiancée?
Fuxuan was so angry today, saying that he was ambiguous with the girl next to him, accusing him of treating her as a play monkey, and holding the paintings he gave her when she came, the reason was actually here.

Xie Zhan gave a wry smile.

He really should go to Mingyue Villa, according to what Fuxuan said, to cure the "blindness of the eyes and mind" problem. It was in vain that he spent all his time investigating cases and solving prisons. It was calculated like this!

Burning with anger, Xie Zhan raised his eyes and asked Shi Qing: "Are the elder sister and that girl still in the mansion?"

"Mrs. Wang went back to Wang's house yesterday." Shi Qing immediately replied, "Wang Seventh Miss also went back together."

As early as when he brought back the paintings, he had inquired about the movements of every master in the family, especially Xie Xinyao. After all, she had appeared in his study twice when the master was away.

Although the young master didn't ask him to investigate, he could guess that the matter of this painting must have something to do with Xie Xinyao.

Xie Zhan grabbed the painting on the desk and crumpled it into a ball, "Go and pass a message to your mother. I want to meet Miss Wang Qi and ask her to invite you in the next post."

"Yes."

**
When Fuxuan returned to Fufu, Princess Jiayang was flipping through the ledger.

"Auntie, I'm back." Fuxuan greeted, carrying a newly bought loquat inside.

The Eldest Princess of Jiayang let out an "Ai", looked up and saw something in Fuxuan's hand, and immediately asked, "Is the loquat at the market?"

Loquat, a southern fruit, is often produced in Xishu, Lingnan, Jingzhou, and Yangzhou. Like lychees, it is the favorite of Princess Jiayang who moved to the south from the north.

During the founding period of Daliang, the capital was not set in Jiankang, but in the north.Later, due to the invasion of the northern neighboring country Da Zhou, which occupied a large amount of land in Daliang and threatened the safety of Kyoto, the imperial court had to move its capital to the south.

Although it was decades ago, Princess Jiayang is now over half a hundred years old, and she can't remember the old city when she was a child, but her food preferences have not changed.

When I was young, things were rarer and more expensive, and the rarer something was, the more satisfying it was to eat.After growing up, eating as a child is not only simple eating, but also a kind of emotional bearing.Once that taste enters the mouth, that period of time that cannot be returned will reappear in the mind.

Hearing the joy in Jiayang's eldest princess's words, Fuxuan smiled and "hmm", handed the loquat to Jiayang's eldest princess, and asked, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Account reconciliation."

In the face of delicious food, Princess Jiayang no longer has the mind to do anything else, she closes the account book, and while talking, flips up her brocade sleeves.

The savvy nanny immediately stepped forward, took away an account book, and brought a silver plate with fruit peels on the table.

Princess Jiayang peeled a loquat and stuffed it into Fuxuan's mouth, took another loquat and peeled it up, sighing in her mouth: "I only learned things like handling Zhongfu after I got married. The concubine mother left early. There is no one in the palace to teach, and after arriving at my husband's house, I have to explore on my own. Because of this, I have been looked down upon by others."

Fuxuan chewed the loquat, spit out the fruit core, and said in a daze, "That's because other people have blind eyes! Uncle said that auntie is the best at managing the house."

Princess Jiayang laughed boastfully, "You two, this mouth is the most similar, and it is the best at coaxing people."

Fuxuan's eyes showed seriousness, "I didn't coax auntie! You see, there are dozens of people in our family, and we are just housekeepers. We moved from Jingzhou to Jiankang City, sold shops to collect money, and have so many belongings with us. There are so many boxes, but my aunt knows everything clearly."

"Well, sweet!" The princess Jiayang sighed at the loquat, and said again: "What kind of family affairs are you? You will know when you marry the Xie family in the future. That kind of family business is really huge. There are hundreds of people in Zhuangzi alone. One. Speaking of which, I have to teach you how to manage accounts in advance."

Hearing this, Fu Xuan trembled as she drank water, and coughed again and again.

Princess Jiayang hurriedly wiped her hands, reached out and patted her on the back, "Slow down, slow down."

After Fuxuan finished coughing, she turned to look at Princess Jiayang, and said seriously: "Auntie, Xie Liulang wants to divorce me."

Princess Jiayang froze and remained silent for a while.

Fuxuan grabbed her hand, held it in the palm of her hand and stroked it, somewhat flattering and somewhat guilty, and said: "I... agree."

The imaginary blame did not come, Princess Jiayang burst into a smile, "That's good!"

Fuxuan asked "Ah?" inexplicably, "Auntie, don't you blame me?"

After all, the eldest princess of Jiayang was in charge of this marriage, after Fu Yiwen suggested it, and then Emperor Mu Andi asked for it.

Princess Jiayang shook her head, "I originally said that when your uncle comes back, I will ask your opinion. If you don't like the Xie family, we will withdraw from this marriage. It's good now, you juniors have already made up your own mind. Then Xie Liulang is cold and quiet, and the mistress of the Xie family is not easy to get along with, so it's okay to leave."

Fu Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded to Princess Jiayang in agreement.

The eldest princess of Jiayang said again: "If you don't marry the Xie family, there are many other gentlemen who can see you. You are not too young, but you want me to help you find it?"

Sooner or later she has to get married, Fu Xuan didn't resist this matter, so she readily agreed.

 There are caring readers, and some words that are not easy to recognize are phoneticized, which is great!If there are any typos or places that I don’t understand, please comment~
  
 
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