Chapter 11: At the end of the sky, know where there is Xiangqiu 4

The door of Yuezhai, which had been closed for six or seven days, finally opened helplessly.

More than a dozen people who intended to buy were sent to guard outside the door in turn. In the past few days, most of them were exhausted, but the moment they heard the door open, they were all refreshed and rushed over crazily.

"Son Wei, please sell the painting shaft to Zhang Fu!" Please be sure to sell it to Huangfu! Our master is your regular guest. You can't but give face!" The master of Hong's family is also your old customer. Sell it to Hong's family!" ......”

Wei Tanyi rubbed his temples helplessly: "Can you calm down and listen to Wei's words?"

The crowd was noisy for a long time before it finally calmed down. The people behind him didn't understand what had happened and kept shouting. Wei Tanyi just didn't hear it. He said quietly, "Who told you that I have the ink treasure of the late emperor hidden here?"

Everyone was stunned and began to look for the person who spoke at the beginning. Kuisi stood behind Wei Tanyi, as if she had seen an extremely ridiculous scene, and kept smiling secretly.

"Your masters are all regular guests of Yuezhai. If Wei had hidden such a precious thing as the ink left by the previous emperor, he would have been sacrificed it to the palace for a long time. How dare he hide it privately? He still closed the door for many days in a row. Could it be that Wei didn't want to do business?" Wei Tanyi looked around with a usual smile, "Please go back. Wei has been closed these days and is looking for a collection in the backyard. He wants to see if there is really ink left by the late emperor. Unfortunately, he only turned out the dust all over his body."

The crowd around the gate of Yuezhai didn't want to disperse. It seemed that they didn't believe that they had been waiting for so many days, but they were waiting for a scroll that didn't exist. He lies! There is obviously a picture of a Baimei lady hidden in the store, which is the ink left by the former emperor. If you don't believe it, you will know it when you go in!" I don't know who shouted like this, and the people in front of them were about to squeeze into the door.

Wei Tanyi's face darkened: "Can the talking brother show up and fake such a big crime out of thin air? Wei doesn't dare to accept it." The shout was full of breath, and the close people buzzed in their ears and did not recover for a long time.

At this time, Si Si came forward and saluted everyone: "If you don't believe it, you can send a representative to the store with me to check. If you find that Yuezhai hides the ink of the former emperor, you will definitely give it."

The man who just opened his mouth squeezed to the front. He was a middle-aged man about 40 years old. He saw his fierce face and his eyes were grim. First, he stared at Wei Tanyi, and then said, "Guys, there is a white plum tree painted on the painting. Under the plum tree, there is a woman in white, signed as a guard. It must be a legacy of the former emperor! "

"We do have a picture scroll of holding the Qin Jushi in my store, but it is said that it was done by the former emperor. Wei was also lucky to hear that His Royal Highness said that the former emperor liked painting in his life, but he had never heard that he had a hugging Qin Jushi." Wei Tanyi's eyes locked the man and asked coldly.

The middle-aged man raised his jaw and seemed to be extremely disdainful: "How can you know this? You'd better hand over the drawing axis as soon as possible, otherwise you will offend my master. Don't think you can still hang out in the capital."

Everyone doesn't say anything, and it's hard to tell which one is right or wrong.

Wei Tanyi nodded thoughtfully: "This brother reminded me very much," and turned to the quenching beside him, "Go and take out the scroll hanging in my room." Si Si smiled and said yes, trotting all the way to the backyard.

The middle-aged man thought he was scared and couldn't help showing pride. Although Wei Tanyi still smiled, his eyes were as cold as ice.

A moment later, Si Si ran out with a scroll of picture scrolls in her arms. Wei Tanyi nodded and unfolded the picture scroll.

The audience couldn't help exclaiming. The middle-aged man's face changed greatly and his eyes widened.

It turned out that there was indeed a white plum blooming on the scroll, but there was only a white cloak on the rockery under the tree, and the petals were scattered on it, and there was no trace of Yiren.

"Please take a look, everyone, there are white plums, and there have been beautiful women. Is this the ink of the former emperor?" Wei Tanyi smiled a little deeper and twisted the framed paper. "There must be people who know calligraphy and painting among you. This framed paper is clearly something more than 200 years ago. How can it be the ink of the former emperor?"

There were really good people in the crowd. They stood up and touched them, and retreated without any doubt. Everyone who came to wait knew that it could not be the work of the previous emperor, and looked at the middle-aged man with more contempt.

"This, this is impossible!" The middle-aged man was stunned.

Wei Tanyi rolled up the picture shaft and smiled and said, "This brother must also be a person who loves painting, and he is even more obsessed with the person holding the piano. In this case, Wei will be a favor and give this thing to his brother." A few people were shocked by the words, and there were many people who showed envy.

The middle-aged man looked uncertain, and it seemed that he couldn't figure out the purpose of Wei Tanyi's move.

"Oh, Brother Taiwan doesn't have to be too careful. Wei may be ignorant when he first involved in this trip. If there is a chance in the future, I hope Brother Taiwan can add more points." Wei Tanyi said all the good words, so that the middle-aged man could no longer find quarrels, so he had to silently take over the scroll. He didn't even have time to say thank you. He arched his hand and bowed his head and left.

Everyone gradually dispersed, and Wei Tanyi opened the door and took a deep breath: "There are many cold things hidden in this store. After closing the door for many days, it will be moldy. Si Si, move everything out and bask in the sun.

"Yes, master." Si Si returned to the store with a smile.

***

The maidservant Xiaoqin accompanied the young lady in the room for a long time and did not see Mr. Dai come in. She strangely went out to look for her, but saw that the young man was standing under the tree to enjoy the plum blossoms.

"Why did Mr. Dai enjoy the flowers here? The young lady is still waiting in the room. Xiaoqin stepped forward and asked with a smile.

When the young man saw her coming, he saluted politely for several times, which made her laugh: "Why do you have to say to Xiaoqin? If you have something to say to the young lady, just tell me."

"Thank you, sister," the young man smiled, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "My sister has a heart. Do you know the pain of lovesickness that is close but far away from the world?"

Xiaoqin shook her head with a smile: "Xiaoqin is just the maidservant of the young lady. How can you think so much? As long as the young lady is fine and can marry a happy man and give birth to a group of healthy babies, Xiaoqin will be the happiest."

The young man lowered his head slightly: "Really?"

"Go into the room quickly. Miss is waiting, and it's so cold outside." Xiaoqin urged again.

The young man answered "hey", looked at her back and couldn't help calling out, "Sister."

Xiaoqin turned around and seemed to look at him with some confusion. If someone wants to stay with her sister for a lifetime, will she leave Miss Qi?

"Don't make fun of Xiaoqin, Mr. Dai. Xiaoqin is the life of a slave. How can there be such a good thing."

***

"It's gone?" Han Ruxu just sent the teacup to his mouth and heard Wei Tanyi say lightly, "Drawing the axis? It's long gone," he was immediately surprised.

"It's gone! It's gone!" The parrot interrupted without losing time, and the sink was about to turn over.

Wei Tanyi held a teacup and seemed to look at somewhere: "I'm more concerned about who released the words now, saying that this scroll is in my hand."

Kearing that he can't help, Han Ruxu simply doesn't answer, so as not to cause trouble for himself.

"Lord Han's ancient road is warm-hearted, isn't it for the people's worries?" Wei Tanyi asked deliberately.

"This kind of thing should also be managed by the government, and the government is too broad to deal with it." Reply to what he said back then.

Si Si came to add tea to them and smiled with a deep smile.

"But Lord Han, this matter is not a small matter. Some people insist that this painting of the master holding the piano is the ink of the former emperor. Don't say that Lord Han doesn't know what this means."

Han Ruxu turned the teacup in his hand: "I really don't know."

"I don't know, I don't know!" The parrot continued to rap, smiled, and went to fill it with water.

"Baimei's daughter was written by Emperor Ji Chongchengguang for 20 years, followed by Beixiao and went south. The Qi Mansion was in Wanzhou, thousands of miles away from the old capital Funing. The former emperor was an orphan of the royal family. At that time, shouldn't he be a prince in the palace or a son in the royal palace? How could he go thousands of miles to Wanzhou for an ignorant person? The young lady in her life paints?"

The shopkeeper of Wei Tanyi stopped and looked up at him.

If a person appears in an impossible place, there must be a lie. If this painting is really made by the former emperor, it proves that he was actually in Tanzhou that year, then he can't be a descendant of the royal family. One more step forward, the current Daji royal family is actually replaced by a foreigner, not the original Song family.

"So that's it," Han Ruqi finally understood, but a new question came again. "But you clearly said that it was the ink of the former emperor that day!" Is it true that the people sitting in the country now are not the original Song family?

Wei Tanyi only smiled and didn't answer. Han Ruqi panicked and jumped up: "You are talking! What the hell is going on?"

"Lord Han," she turned her head with a smile. "It doesn't matter whether it's true or not. It depends on what people think."

"I just want to hear the real image." Han Ruqi's face was stiff.

"There are some things that may not be the truth." Wei Tanyi poured the powder in the white porcelain bottle into his mouth and drank the tea juice.

***

The Qi Mansion fell into chaos.

Qifu's daughter, who was going to go to Beijing to be a show girl, went crazy overnight. She just cried and tore her hair. She didn't recognize her relatives. Mrs. Qi rushed up many times and hugged her daughter and called her name, but she was thrown away fiercely. After that, no one dared to approach her.

"Liar! Liar! They are all liars! Ah--! Liars, you liars!" The sad accusations echoed day and night above Qi's house, but no one knew the reason.

Master Qi sent people to look for Xiaoqin, the lady's close maid, but she couldn't find her everywhere. She became more and more irritable. Mrs. Qi washed her face with tears all day long and trembled when she heard her daughter's shouting.

"Master Hui, I'm afraid Xiaoqin eloped with the young man surnamed Dai, and everything was gone." The housekeeper hurried over and attached his ear canal.

"What?" Master Qi was stunned, listened to his daughter's shouts again, and seemed to finally understand what had happened.

In the twenty-first year of Chengguang, Beixiao went south, and Daji subjugated the country.