The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 110 He Suisui likes him, right?
ashamed...

She is still ashamed?
Yuan Wan kept smiling, "I just think that her behavior and manners are pleasing to the eye. She deserves to be the number one lady in Luo Jing."

He Yao shyly said: "Although I come from a family of generals, I really don't like to fight and kill. How rude is it to take a knife? How can a girl do it? I am naturally gentle and graceful, and I probably followed my mother. temperament."

"Oh, I followed my aunt." Yuan Wang nodded, and said slowly, "By the way, I have read Qu Yuan's "Historical Records" and Sima Qian's "Li Sao" during this time, and they are both very exciting."

He said while observing He Yao.

"Historical Records" is Sima Qian's work, and "Li Sao" is Qu Yuan's. He deliberately contradicted it, just to see if the little lady would respond.

He Yao blinked Xingzi's eyes.

She has never read "Historical Records" or "Li Sao".

Speaking of Qu Yuan, she only knew that the custom of eating rice dumplings was related to him. She could eat ten rice dumplings in one meal.

She coughed dryly, "Really? I'm tired of reading all these, but I think it's nothing more than that."

Yuan Wang smiled lightly, and a sudden light flashed across his eyes.

Well, his family celebrates the new year, and he is indeed a person who doesn't study much. It's hard for her to pretend in front of him for so long.

Afraid that he would ask another strange question, He Yao nervously changed the subject, "Brother Yuan, is there anything you want to buy while you're here?"

The windows were rolled up, letting in the winter sun.

The little lady's white ears were bloodshot and bright red, and her small face, which was so delicate that she could see the fine hairs clearly, was also covered with crimson thin clouds. She was holding the list tightly with her hands, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.

Yuan Hua's thoughts of teasing her suddenly stopped.

Deep in my heart, I felt intolerance and pity.

New Year's Eve...

She must like him, right?

She adores her fiancé, thinking that her fiancé is talented and well-read, lest he dislike her ignorance and wielding knives and guns, so she keeps pretending that she likes reading and that she is a gentle and graceful little lady.

She has such intentions, so how can he expose her disappointment?

Yuan Wang rested his chin on one hand, stared at the girl's delicate face, and smiled softly: "The clothes and boots for the New Year are all ready, but there is nothing missing. Do you want anything? I'll buy it for you. "

He is rich now.

He Yao didn't want to spend his money, but after arriving at Tongtuo Street, she couldn't hold back Yuan Huang's will, so she dragged her into the most luxurious jewelry shop, and spent a lot of money to buy several sets of rare hairstyles for her.

White jade, emerald greens, gold, precious stones, all kinds of expensive things, He Yao has only seen them on the buns of other girls, but suddenly it is her turn to have them, she can't help but touch them lightly, she is overjoyed.

The two stepped out of the jewelry store and were about to continue shopping when a little beggar suddenly came running not far away.

The little beggar cried and threw himself into He Yao's arms, "Second cousin!"

He Yao was stunned, and quickly wiped her face with a handkerchief, it was He Meixiong.

This time He Meixiong went north, he sent her a letter to tell her he was safe, so she didn't worry too much, but seeing He Meixiong sleeping in the open in such a ghostly manner suddenly made her feel distressed.

She wanted to take He Meixiong to eat, so Yuan Wang went to continue buying new year's goods by himself.

He Yao took He Meixiong to a wonton shop on the street and ordered two bowls of fresh meat wontons for her, "How did you end up like this? Where is Guo Shanchuan?"

He Meixiong's tears fell patter, and he said aggrievedly, "He's dead."

He Yao handed her a handkerchief and consoled her: "He is frail and sick. In such a cold weather, it is indeed difficult to live long without the nourishment of precious medicinal materials."

When the wontons were served, He Meixiong had eaten and drank enough before he put down the big bowl that had even lost the soup base, "He left a sentence before he died. On the way back to Luojing, I thought about it, and that sentence probably wasn't He just told me that he seemed to want to tell us something."

He Yao was curious: "What did he say?"

He Meixiong said seriously: "He talked about his father twice, and then mentioned those paintings without saying clearly what happened to those paintings, and then he lost his temper."

He Yao became more and more curious, "What painting?"

"It's just some landscape paintings in his study. He likes to copy paintings when he has nothing to do on weekdays. He's really good at them. But I've looked at those paintings carefully. They're just ordinary landscapes. I don't know what he did with them. ." He Meixiong ordered another bowl of hot wontons, "Perhaps there is some secret hidden in the painting that I can't understand? Anyway, I brought it with you. How to investigate it is up to you to judge."

After He Meixiong finished the bowl of wontons, He Yao asked her to go back home to take a shower and change clothes, while she went to Tiansiban.

At the end of the year, Luojing City became more and more lively, and all kinds of strange cases also increased.

The Tiansipan's people rushed in and out without touching their feet, twelve hours a day without a break.

He Yao went straight to Gu Tingzhou and told him Guo Shanchuan's dying words.

After she finished speaking, she waved her small hands, "The words have been brought, and I have to buy new year's goods with Brother Yuan, so I will leave first!"

"Stop." Gu Tingzhou called to stop her.

He Yao was impatient, "What else is there? I'm in a rush to meet my sweetheart."

Gu Tingzhou put down the Langhao brush in his hand, and stood up unhurriedly to clean his hands.

She glanced at He Yao from the corner of her eye, today she was wearing a festive little red coat, paired with a goose-yellow skirt, standing in the winter sun of the window, her cheeks were white and tender, she had never applied powder or vermilion, but her lips were extraordinarily bright red and moist , as beautiful as petals.

There was still a faint sweet smell on her body, he could smell it, it was the smell of rice krispies.

During Chinese New Year, Luo Jing's children and young ladies love to eat rice cake candies sold along the street. She was shopping for new year's goods today, and probably ate a lot of rice cake candy along the way.

The image of her eating rice cracker candy and shopping with Yuan Wang appeared in Gu Tingzhou's mind, and he was suddenly in a bad mood.

He said: "Since you brought up the case again, you naturally have to participate in it to the end. Come with me."

He Yao gritted her teeth.

She really doubted that Gu Tingzhou might have to force her to continue working on New Year's Eve.

Reluctantly, she followed to the warehouse, where all the things related to the Guo family were placed, and the piles of gold were also there, and various ledgers, evidence, and confessions were also neatly placed in the bookcase.

The guards went to find Guo Shanchuan's paintings.

Gu Tingzhou picked up a booklet. All the Guo family's belongings were registered in this booklet. He personally looked at it that day and clearly remembered that hundreds of paintings by Guo Shanchuan were also registered in it.

After a quarter of an hour, the guard came over to report, "Master Gu, I have not been able to find those paintings. Maybe they were not included in the collection, or they were stolen."

He Yao was surprised, "How is it possible?"

So precious gold has not been stolen, how could an ordinary bastard's painting be stolen?
Are those paintings rarer and more valuable than gold?
Gu Tingzhou flipped through the list page by page.

From the beginning to the end, I couldn't find the registration records of those paintings.

He gently rubbed the paper. It seemed that someone had torn the page deliberately.

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good night duck
　Thank you Jiushi Baobao for the reward of 5000 book coins, it's a waste! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)