Chapter 14 County government private house, Mr. Liang

Mr. Dou sent Leng Xuanrong away and asked the servant to prepare a soft sedan chair. After arranging the students, he changed his clothes and took the soft sedan chair to the county government.

In front of the county government office is the office, and behind it is the private house of the county magistrate Liang family.

Mr. Dou's soft sedan chair stopped directly at the main door of the private house. As soon as the doorkeeper saw the soft sedan chair, it came up far away.

Mr. Dou and the government servant greeted him and entered the Liang family's yard alone. He was familiar with the road and went straight to a small courtyard behind him.

As soon as he walked to the moon gate, Mr. Dou heard the sound of Thunderbolt from inside.

Mr. Dou thought that the third son might come up with something new.

Liang Qiurong, the county magistrate, has a total of three sons. The eldest son studies hard every day and is ready to take over his father's career in the future. The second son follows Liang Qiurong to take care of the business left every day. He does not appear in this private house all year round, and this third son is different.

When it comes to reading, he is much better than his eldest brother. Even Mr. Dou appreciates his talent from the bottom of his heart, but he himself does not like the imperial examination at all, and he is even more resistant to entering the official career. Over time, Liang Qiurong did not make such a plan. As for doing business, his common conspiracy and tricks can earn a lot of money every time, but after doing it several times, he was severely banned by Liang Qiurong, saying that he was evil and could not do long-term business.

Mr. Dou strongly agrees with this. If he wants him to use one word to describe the third son, he absolutely blurted out that it is "evil door".

Mr. Dou carefully glanced into the yard from the moon door and whispered, "Three Prince... Brother Mu Han... I'm coming..."

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Dou only felt a flash of cold light in front of him. When he looked carefully again, he found that the cold sword was only an inch away from the tip of his nose.

The third son of Liang held a long sword in his hand and stopped in front of him in a twisted posture that Mr. Dou could not understand at all.

Mr. Dou took a step back and frowned and took a breath.

"Brother Muhan, you and I have no hatred, why..."

"Hahaha..."

With a series of cheerful laughter, Mr. Liang took back his sword, came over and hugged Mr. Dou, whispering in his ear, "Are you afraid?"

Mr. Dou pushed his hand away and replied, "The sword doesn't have long eyes, and the third son doesn't have a heart. Can I not be afraid?"

"Hahahaha..."

Mr. Liang was not angry. He threw away the long sword and pulled Mr. Dou to the yard.

Mr. Dou looked at the mottled scars on the green bamboo in the yard and couldn't help sighing.

When the two sat down in the room, Mr. Dou asked, "You sent someone to come to me and say something important?"

Mr. Liang stared straight at Mr. Dou and said for a long time, "I heard that you have recently got a very good brush."

Mr. Dou was stunned when he heard the words.

I didn't expect that the news that I had bought a "Qingyun" brush would reach the person in front of me. Mr. Dou knew that no matter what it was, as long as he was noticed by Mr. Liang San, it must be unusual.

When Mr. Liang Sanzi saw that Mr. Dou was speechless, he then said, "Don't be surprised. The rumor of this matter came from the Moge of Kunyan."

Mr. Dou frowned and muttered, "You have a lot of ears and eyes..."

Mr. Liang smiled, stood up and came to Mr. Dou. He said in a mysteriously low voice, "Is these ears and eyes all for you?"

Mr. Dou couldn't help shivering when he said something. But Mr. Liang then asked Mr. Dou, "I heard that the brush you got called 'Qingyun' is rare, but do you know that there is a better thing in the hand of the Han shopkeeper of Nayan Moge?"

Mr. Dou didn't seem to have recovered from the shock just now, and Mr. Liang San didn't care so much and said to himself, "I heard that old man Han has a brush named 'Mei Niang' in his hand. Hey, how interesting and charming it is. I guess only you vassal and elegant literati can name a brush like this. What's more interesting is that this brush is actually a pair. What's the name of the other one... Night..."

"Night General!"

Mr. Liang only paused slightly, and Mr. Dou immediately said the name.

"Ah, yes, yes, it's the night general. It's just two brushes. What other story..."

Mr. Liang's third son told the story endlessly and mocked a sour literati like Mr. Dou.

However, Mr. Dou didn't hear these words. He is more shocked than just now.

He has heard of the two brushes of Mei Niang and Ye Jiang more than once. He never thought that one of them would be in the hands of the Han shopkeeper of the Yanmo Pavilion!

"Hao Wei, you see, your eyes are straight. Do you want those two brushes?" Mr. Liang squatted in front of Mr. Dou, holding his head with his hands and looking at him with a smile.

Mr. Dou didn't think about it and nodded vigorously. But the next moment, he found something something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Didn't you say that the shopkeeper Han only had a 'Mei Niang'? Do you know where the 'night general' is?

Looking at Mr. Liang San again, he just blinked and stared at Mr. Dou without saying a word.

Mr. Dou raised his hand and patted him on the top of his head angrily, "You are still arguing with me!" Hurry up, what kind of medicine do you sell in this gourd?

Mr. Liang stood up, rubbed his head and said to Mr. Dou, "It's not that I'm talking to you. It's a little roundabout."

Mr. Dou listened carefully to Mr. Liang San's story and couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"That's what happened yesterday. Li Duen from the gambling house came to ask me about the matter with a heavy gift." Mr. Liang said, "He thought it was watertight, but as you know, the boy is not much better than a gangster in the market. Although he looks like a long head, it is estimated to be an empty shell inside... In short, he wants to inquire about the background of the Nayan Ink Pavilion. I felt a little strange, so I sent someone to carefully investigate the past few days, and then I found that all the causes were on you.

Mr. Dou lowered his head and didn't say anything, and Mr. Liang went on to talk about the brush he bought from a little girl.

"You don't know that the little girl is not an ordinary person. After Han went to her house, she went to Han alone, and then she went to the Li family gambling house alone. Although I don't know what she is going to do now, the little girl must be planning something.

Mr. Liang said with a smile, but Mr. Dou's face sank.

Just in the dyeing dust study, the words he said to Leng Xuanrong seemed to be echoing in his ears. At that time, he could not imagine that the cold girl had caused such a big trouble because she sold the "Qingyun" brush.

In this way, the "night general" should be in her hands, and the shopkeeper Han also stared at this brush with a legendary story, so he went to trouble her.

Mr. Dou doesn't know how shopkeeper Han speculated that Leng Xuanrong had a "night general" brush in his hand, but now he blames himself even more. If he hadn't let Mr. Han see the "Qingyun" brush, maybe these things would not have happened.

What Mr. Dou didn't understand was why Leng Xuanrong went to the gambling house to find Li Duen, and why Li Duen took a huge risk to find Mr. Liang San to inquire about the details of the Yanmo Pavilion.

What the hell are they... going to do?

At this time, Mr. Dou felt the hot eyes around him and turned his head to see that Mr. Liang was pouted and didn't know what he was sulking.

"Brother Muhan... What's wrong with you?"

Mr. Liang snorted and said, "I just want to help you get those two stupid brushes. You're fine, don't say anything... At least you should thank me?"

Mr. Dou was stunned when he heard the words, but he also knew the strange nature of Mr. Liang Sanzi. Listening to his words, he seemed to be planning to take the two brushes.

Mr. Dou, the shopkeeper of Han, is not very worried. After all, he has a backer. Even if Mr. Liang uses any bad water, he probably won't lose much. The key is still Leng Xuanrong's side.

Mr. Dou thought for a moment and said, "It's just two brushes of 'Mei Niang' and 'Night General'. I didn't say I wanted them."

As soon as he said this, Mr. Liang suddenly jumped up, pointed to Mr. Dou's nose and roared, "How dare you say you don't want it!"

Mr. Dou closed his eyes in horror and thought that it was broken. Now it seems that he can't stop him...

When Mr. Dou finally appeased Mr. Liang, he carefully asked, "What on earth are you going to do?"

Three Mr. Liang grinned and said, "Don't worry so much. My trick is called snipe and clams compete with each other, and the fisherman gains profits. It is also called a mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, and it is also called a widow kicking the temple door..."

Before Mr. Liang finished his last sentence, Mr. Dou quickly covered his ears and meditated a few words of the saint.

Mr. Dou, who was entangled by Mr. Liang Sanzi, has been staying in the county government's private house until the sunset. In order to avoid being drunk, he absolutely dared not accompany this uncertain guy for dinner, so when he saw that it was almost done, he used all his strength and finally escaped successfully.

Sitting in the soft sedan chair, Mr. Dou is still thinking about Leng Xuanrong.

In his previous speech, he felt that Leng Xuanrong seemed to be hiding something unknown. Now that he thinks about it, it is probably this matter.

Mr. Dou couldn't help sighing at the thought of such a young and knowledgeable girl being involved in such a troublesome thing.

After thinking about it, he still felt that there was no way to stop Mr. Liang's plan.

It's better to wait for Mr. Liang to hand over the brush to him, and then secretly return the "night general" to the cold girl.

Mr. Dou feels that there is only one way to calm things.

When he made up his mind, he felt much more comfortable.

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