The third thief: Hibiscus brocade chicken picture

Ran said, "Thank you for your advice. I just wanted to save a little money, which almost made a big mistake!" He looked at me with respect for the first time. I only saw this kind of look before when he looked at the ninth brother.

I smiled at him and said, "The housekeeper Qin is in charge of the expenses of a house every day. Naturally, he has to be careful. If there is no fineness of housekeeper Qin, I don't know how much money will be spent in this house!"

Listening to what I said, the housekeeper Qin seemed to be grateful in his eyes.

I continued: "If the housekeeper Qin wants to save some money, he might as well send someone to the village again in the end, pull more cars of things that are easy to store and are more expensive, and store them in the house. For example, meat can be pulled in some live livestock and kept in the house for the time being. Slaughter it when you eat it, so that you don't have to buy meat in the market.

Qin Daoran's eyes lit up and said, "That's a great idea! Anyway, the livestock sheds are empty. It's better to use them to raise those livestock!"

"Are the livestock sheds empty? Why? Didn't we all keep livestock in our house before? It sounded strange, so I asked casually.

"Alas, master, you don't know that you used to raise livestock, but do you still remember that wolf howling in the house?" He looked at me as if to confirm with me.

Do I still remember? Ha ha, that's what I made trouble with the girl. How can I not remember it myself? I still remember the grand scene of chicken flying and dog jumping. However, I didn't forget the pain of being spanked by the ninth master. If he hadn't found out, it would have been more fun to do it twice!

Qin Daoran saw that I was going to laugh or not, and he didn't know what I was thinking. He thought I remembered it. He continued: "That wolf howling made the people in our house turn upside down, and the rumors in the capital were everywhere, which was simply a pot of porridge. In order to prevent similar incidents in the future, the ninth master ordered that the house would not be allowed to feed living things in the future. The meat used every day in our house has been slaughtered in the village, and then pulled back.

"Puff", I couldn't hold back, and finally laughed out loud. It turns out that the trouble I caused continues to this day. I promised the ninth master not to make any more trouble. Why did he still give this order? Is he so worried about me? Is this a bitten by a snake? Er, if it's a snake, I'm also a beautiful snake! Hehe...

When Qin Daoran saw me laughing strangely, he stopped and stopped talking. I waved my hand with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, you continue!"

Qin Daoran looked at me suspiciously and confirmed that I was basically normal before continuing to say, "Those original livestock sheds are now empty, and they are now used to store some live livestock. In a special period, I don't think Master Jiu will blame him for violating his order.

I said, "If the ninth master wants to say anything, just say what I said. I can guarantee that the wolf howling incident will never happen again. Please rest assured!"

"Thank you for your kindness!" There was more gratitude in Qin Daoran's eyes. In this way, we only have vegetables and firewood for what we want to buy every day. These things are up to 20 taels of silver a day, and 600 taels a month. I can also ask the housekeepers in the Eighth Master and the Tenth Master's house if there is any surplus in their village. It must be cheaper than in the market..." This housekeeper Qin, I'm really convinced of him, and I'm careful! No wonder the ninth brother spends so much money, but he is still getting richer and richer. In addition to doing well in business, such a calculating housekeeper is also indispensable!

and the housekeeper Qin came out of the front hall and happened to meet Wang Yan, the magistrate of Wanping County, who was led here by the boy. This man is more than 50 years old, and his appearance is very ordinary. The most characteristic is his two long eyebrows and drooping eyebrows, which adds a little sadness to his face.

Housekeeper Qin introduced us, and he called me "Liu Fujin". Has my status in the eyes of the housekeeper been upgraded?

Wang Yan's speech is not like a person who is attached to the trend, but why is he so flattering the ninth brother?

After listening to his brief words, I realized that the service area included the Zhuangzi of the eldest brother and some other princes and nobles. Two days ago, after the epidemic area was sealed, those houses sent people to question why they sealed the Zhuangzi in their own house. The slaves in the big brother's village also called the government office of the village, saying that they would not let the village be sealed.

This matter is making a lot of trouble, so the magistrate of Wanping County is obedient. He wants to ask for instructions in front of the village of the ninth brother, so as not to offend a nobleman.

This county magistrate is not easy to do!

Beijing in this era is bounded by the central axis, with Wanping County in the west and Daxing County in the east. These two counties are under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture. The county magistrates of the two prefectures belong to the sixth grade, which is two levels higher than the seventh grade of the county magistrates in other parts of the country. However, because the Beijing city under the jurisdiction of these two counties is full of princes, nobles and officials who are larger than their court officials, and they can't afford to provoke any of them, so if the county magistrate wants to make a decree, he has to look at the faces of these people. The rank is high, and the real power is not as big as a remote county magistrate.

The closure of the epidemic area is an example.

I have sympathy for this county magistrate, and I also apologize for saving the gentleman's stomach with the heart of a villain just now. So I said to him, "Wang County magistrate, since our ninth master's Zhuangzi is in the service area, you can do what to do. Just give us a convenience when the village is sealed."

Wang Yan looked happy when he heard what I said. Without being made difficult here, he was about to burn incense and kowtow, so he hurriedly promised me to help.

I mentioned two points.

First, before the seal of the village, our house needs to go to the village to pull out some things and ask him for convenience.

The second is to ask him to seal our Zhuangzi alone, not with other epidemic areas.

Regarding the second point, although he didn't quite understand, he did not hesitate to agree.

After sending Wang Yan away, I explained to Qin Daoran, who was frowned, why he wanted to seal the village alone and not with other epidemic areas.

The so-called plague is contagious to each other. If people do not interact with each other, it is not easy to infect. Now our Zhuangzi has just discovered the epidemic. If we stop dealings with other Zhuangzi, it will prevent more opportunities for the epidemic to spread. As long as the families of the epidemic are isolated, perhaps most other families will avoid this disaster.

After listening to my explanation, he nodded in agreement.

In addition, I want him to go to the village to announce that everyone is not allowed to drink raw water, and the water used to drink should be completely boiled before drinking. Moreover, the discharge of people infected with the plague should be dug and buried deep, and the bodies should be strictly disposed of.

If the epidemic is really dysentery or acute gastroenteritis, most of the way of infection is drinking water. Most of the ancient people drank raw water, so this kind of disease spread quite quickly.

I can't explain to Qin Daoran why he can't drink raw water. The statement of germs was still unheard of at that time. I just said that Zhuangzi is close to the epidemic area. The water source there must be dirty, and drinking dirty water will catch the plague.

Qin Daoran agreed to go.

I have done what I can do. Whether I can really save most people in Zhuangzi depends on God's will.

I wanted to keep a low profile and not interfere in the affairs of the house, but the plague is a matter of human life. I won't say it now. In the future, if the whole Zhuangzi really becomes a hell on earth, I may have a bad conscience!

Midsummer nights are still very hot, and there is no wind in the air. I was wearing a black night uniform and squatted in the yard behind the study of Prince Cheng's Mansion. I have been invisible here for a long time. Except for the occasional sound of cicadas, there is no other movement around.

I confirmed that there was no one, so I came out of the invisibility. When I came to the old locust tree in the yard, I looked at its tall canopy that stretched out to the sky in the night and took out the set of tools for Shang Yu to find someone. It is composed of a spring nail gun, several steel wires and a hanger-shaped air taxi tool.

It didn't take much effort for me to get on the big tree, and I tied the end of a steel wire to the thickest and tallest branch. The other end was fixed with the shooting nail, equipped with a shooting nail gun, and I aimed at the roof on the roof of the study.

After repeatedly aiming, he gently pulled the trigger and flew out like an arrow. With a very light "ding", the nail sank into the roof.

The steel wire between the big tree and the roof was tight, and I pulled it, as if it was very strong. I put the hanger-shaped sliding tool on the wire. The sliding buckle on the hanger-shaped tool fits well with the steel wire and can slide freely without any obstacles.

I held both ends of the hanger in both hands and looked at the opposite roof. From my current position, the roof is shorter than the branches at the end of the wire. The slope of the steel wire is just right, not too steep, not too slow. It will not be too steep to cause the sliding speed to be too fast, nor will it stop halfway because the slope is too slow.

I took a deep breath, clenched the hanger with both hands, gently kicked my feet, and slowly slid to the roof of the study.

It feels like riding a glider. I remember that when I tried this set of tools in Shang Yu's house, Shang Yu was eager to try. From the ground, the people gliding in the air should be as chic as a roc spreading its wings!

I successfully pedaled on the roof and leaned down to listen to the four bodyguards in front of the study. They still stood as meticulously and silent as during the day.

I dare not move a little, because in such a quiet night, as long as the bricks and tiles under my feet make a little noise, they will be heard. I'm waiting...

As time went by, the moon quietly smiled shyly, but the cicada didn't say a word.

Finally, there was the sound of footsteps, which was the sound of four or five people coming, and the bodyguard in front of the study also had a trace of relaxation for a moment. Accompanied by these sound backgrounds, I began to uncover the tiles on the roof of the study one by one. I uncovered seven or eight tiles, and the roof exposed a hole that could accommodate one person.

I looked down from the hole, and it was really empty. The defense of the guards was concentrated in front of the door and around the house. It seems that the vecocism I brought is useless.

The bottom of the hole is facing a large desk, and the "Hibiscus Brocade Chicken Picture" is hung on the wall behind the desk.

The sound of the bodyguards changing shifts came in front of them. I fixed a cable to the ridge of the house, and the other end went down from the hole. I put on the suede gloves made by Shangyu with the best materials.

I used to wear gloves to prevent my fingerprints from being left at the scene of the crime, but now I wear them to protect my palms from wire scratches.

I grabbed the wire with both hands and penetrated my body from the hole little by little. My body finally entered the hole. I relaxed the force of my hand and slid down the wire and landed lightly on the desk.

The picture of Hibiscus brocade chicken behind me is exactly the same as my impression. This painting is made of silk, about two feet and three inches long and one and a half feet wide. The picture is composed of butterflies and brocade chickens. In the upper right, there is a poem of Zhao Ji's self-titled in the character of thin gold: "Qiu Jin rejects the frost, Eguan brocade feather chicken, known all five virtues, ease wins the pheasant". In the lower right corner, in addition to the year of the painting, there is also his signature signature, that is,

I checked and verified that it was correct, so I took it off the wall, rolled it up, and put it in the backpack behind me. I was about to go back to the desk and climb up the roof along the steel cable, but I saw a blue and white porcelain jar in the corner of the desk full of scrolls.

The third brother's study is so closely guarded that there must be a lot of good things, not just this picture of Hibiscus Brocade Chicken. It is said that the third brother loves to learn, and he must have a lot of calligraphy and paintings.

I know that I have committed the occupational disease of stealing again. Werewolves always say that I am willing to make money and like to make extrass more than serious goals.

Once, I stole a famous Indian pink diamond at an international jewelry exhibition in New York, but found a huge Brazilian emerald in the same exhibition hall, so I stole it together. All of a sudden, a large number of police officers and insurance company agents were attracted.

A total of five groups of people were tracking me at the same time, which made me embarrassed and exhausted. In the end, with the help of my makeup and the private plane sent by the werewolf, I got rid of the tracking of those people. For this reason, I was dormant on his private island in the Pacific Ocean for nearly a year and lost a lot of opportunities to make money, which can be said to be worth the loss.

The occupational disease that makes money is very harmful, but I just can't completely overcome it. Now, it has done it again!

I came to the porcelain jar, took out a scroll and opened it carefully, hoping to see a famous painting that would brighten people's eyes.

Blank?!

What kind of international joke is this third brother making? How can the painting placed in the porcelain jar so seriously be blank?

I didn't give up. I opened it one by one. The third brother really didn't disappoint me. Even eight volumes were blank! Damn it! I never swear, but I can't help swearing today.

I'll hold the last two rolls in my hand. Which one should I play first? On the left or on the right? Do you want a stone, scissors and cloth in your left and right hand? Think about it, forget it! In order to save time, I don't want it!

I took apart the volume on the left.

Ah! You didn't let me down! There is something on the scroll. It is a black water bird with ink. The whole picture is basically blank, with only an independent water bird playing with a golden chicken and a painter's signature. The water bird's eyes are close to its upper eyes, as if it were "white eyes to the sky", and its arrogant and stubborn look leaped on the paper.

I just glanced at the painting and almost exclaimed. Isn't this the "Lone Bird Picture" of the Eight Mountain People? The paintings that can be auctioned for 37 million yuan in later generations are in front of me at this moment!

How can I not be moved? How can I not take it away? How can that be worthy of my reputation as a thief!

I rolled it up and put it in my backpack. Alas, the backpack is a little small. As soon as two paintings were put in, it was a little crowded!

The last painting, I held it in my hand and weighed it for a long time. Do you want to open it or not? If I open it, what should I do if it is such a fascinating famous painting? The bag can't be put down! If I don't fight, I won't be reconciled! How can you not open the picture in front of you? Just as mountaineers risk their lives to climb the mountain again and again, because "the mountain is there!" If you don't climb, you can't feel at ease.

After a long time, I decided to open the axis!