Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 294 Four Paintings (2 More)
The two people who were almost engaged to become a fiancé couple 14 years ago are now meeting again.

From a woman who was a bandit leader to a bandit leader, from a miserly young man who was plagued by bad luck to a strict and steady Beijing official.

He Yumei was detained and knelt on the ground. Through the gap in her disheveled hair, she caught a glimpse of Song Wei, who was dressed in a public uniform and tall and tall. Her eyes were full of emotions, which were indescribably complicated.

Song Wei didn't intend to talk nonsense to her, and ordered, "Press it down."

He Yumei suddenly became excited and said loudly: "Song Wei! The person you are looking for is me, let go of my brother."

Hearing this, Song Wei glanced over quietly, and the corners of his lips curved thinly, "You are loyal."

He Yumei looked straight into his eyes, "I know you want to avenge your brother and sister-in-law, they were killed by my man, and I was the one who ordered my man to do it back then, my man is already dead, you want to kill them Fuck, come at me, I have only one condition, let them go."

"Let them go, who will let go of those innocent souls who died in vain under your hands?" Song Wei's voice was cold and clueless, "You yourself are not without father and mother. It's not difficult to empathize with your heart."

Speaking of her parents, He Yumei was in a daze, and when she looked at Song Wei again, her chapped lips pursed, "My brothers were also forced to become bandits, and they have been self-sufficient in the past two years. You didn’t go down the mountain to harm others, since you are a scholar, you must understand better than me that a prodigal son will not return money, so why do you have to drive out a group of good people who abandon evil and do good?”

Song Wei remained unmoved, "You can leave these words to the court to say, the official is only responsible for arresting people."

This is the first time Wen Wan saw this woman who was almost engaged to Song Wei. She thought she was a limp and beautiful lady, but she didn't expect to be a female bandit with backbone.

At least so far, Wen Wan has not seen a trace of weakness on He Yumei's face.

Seeing that dozens of brothers below were about to be taken away, He Yumei closed her eyes and said suddenly, "If you let them go, I will tell you the secret about Heifeng Mountain."

Song Wei didn't hesitate at all, "Take it away!"

"Song Wei!" As if she didn't expect the other party to be so stubborn, He Yumei opened her eyes suddenly.

However, her roar did not move the man at all.

……

Watching all the bandits being escorted down the mountain, she looked at Song Wei gently, "My lord, aren't you curious about the secret of Heifeng Mountain that she said?"

Song Wei said calmly, "Anyway, it won't have anything to do with me."

After finishing speaking, she called Wen Wan, "Go inside and have a look."

……

Finding gold and silver in the bandit's lair is very common, but besides gold and silver, there are actually several old things.

Song Wei is an expert in this area, and he can easily tell that these things come from the Jin Dynasty.

The Jin Dynasty was separated from the present-day Great Chu Dynasty by several dynasties.

Even if Wen Wan can't see the origin of the old things, she still knows that the objects of the Jin Dynasty are all antique-level and valuable.

Song Wei obviously didn't expect that there would be objects from the Jin Dynasty in a mere bandit den.

It's a pity that the seized stolen goods must be turned over to the court, otherwise he would not miss the opportunity to collect them.

After ordering people to carefully pack and transport these items away, Song Wei went deep into the lair again.

The bandits' den was built on the mountain, and most of the inside were uneven rock walls. Candlesticks were lit on the rock walls, and the light was a bit dim and flickering.

Because everyone has been taken away and their belongings have been emptied, any room at this moment will echo their words.

Wen Wan followed Song Wei's footsteps, scanning her surroundings as she walked.

When I turned around, I didn't know what mechanism I ran into, I only heard a muffled bang on the nearby stone wall, and a stone door opened automatically.

Song Wei stopped and turned his head almost at the same time as Wen Wan.

Behind the stone gate, no lamps were lit, standing at the gate and looking in, only darkness could be seen.

Song Wei took a candle from the stone wall next to him, and with the other hand, he pulled Wen Wan behind him to protect him.

Wen Wan was taken aback by the protective desire revealed unconsciously by the man.

Afterwards, she moved to the edge of the rock, took a candle by herself, and said to Song Wei: "I don't have a hunch, I can go in directly."

Even so, Song Wei was still extremely careful, and when he reached the stone gate, he bent down slightly and drilled in.

The faint candlelight quickly illuminated this stone room.

There is a stone platform inside, and a wooden box with Kui pattern is embedded on the stone platform.

Just as Wen Wan was about to reach out, she heard a man's voice echoing in the narrow stone room, "Wait a minute."

Wen Wan turned to look at him, but saw a slender branch in Song Wei's hand at some point.

Holding the candle in one hand and the branch in the other, he slowly pried toward the lid.

The wooden box was unlocked, and when the lid was opened, what was inside was not the gold, silver and jewelry that Wen Wan had imagined, but a scroll of paintings.

Song Wei threw the branch and handed the candle to Wen Wan. He picked up the scroll and slowly opened it. After looking at it for a while, he narrowed his eyes, "It turned out to be Mr. Liu's original work?"

When Song Wei gave gifts to the eldest princess before, Wen Wan had heard of this Mr. Liu. He was a master of the Jin Dynasty, a master of Danqing, and a master of calligraphy and painting.

Wen Wan leaned over, and her eyes fell on the inscription on the upper right of the painting - Baicunxin.

"What does a hundred-inch heart mean?" Wen Wan was puzzled.

Song Wei said: "Mr. Liu has produced countless paintings, among which four are the most famous, called 'Shi Fang Ya', 'Bai Cun Xin', 'Thousand Zhang Snow', and 'Wan Li Chun', the current Bai Cun Xin is one of the four. frame."

Ten squares, a hundred inches of heart, thousands of feet of snow, thousands of miles of spring?
Something seemed to pop up in Wen Wan's mind, her eyes suddenly lit up, "I remembered, back in my hometown in Ningzhou, there was a painting called 'Wan Lichun' in Xianggong's study."

Song Wei nodded, "It's just that it was taken away by Master later."

Wen Wan knows this matter, according to what Song Yuanbao said in the letter, Song Wei's master stole it from Xiao Yuanbao.

Her gentle eyes fell on the painting again. Baicunxin painted orchids in the mountains, and Wan Lichun was a painting of pine trees. She asked, "Both Wanlichun and Baicunxin are there. Do you have the other two paintings in your collection?"

Song Wei shook his head, "I'm looking for it too, but I haven't found any clues."

Wen Wan smiled, "Mr. Liu's paintings are so famous, it's already quite remarkable for Mr. Liu to be lucky enough to see two authentic paintings."

Then asked him if he wanted to hide the painting.

Song Wei really admired Mr. Liu's works, but in order not to leave anyone with a clue, he didn't plan to keep his secrets, otherwise, if Xiang Su found out, the other party would definitely take this opportunity to take him into the army.

"Everything here must be handed over to the imperial court." Song Wei said, "No matter how much I like it, it is still not my own."

She nodded gently, understanding his concerns.

After wrapping up the scroll and putting it back, Song Wei picked up the wooden box with both hands, and with gentleness, the couple left the stone room.

Soldiers outside have moved all the stolen goods that can be moved elsewhere down the mountain.

Song Wei walked around in person, felt that there was nothing unusual, and asked Feng Shan to leave.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Song Wei accidentally saw his master, Lord Lu, who hadn't been out of Beijing for a long time.

"Why is master here?" Song Wei looked at the person not far ahead, his voice sounded surprised and respectful.

This is Song Wei's master?
Wen Wan raised her eyes, carefully sizing up the old man in the brocade robe with dark patterns sitting on horseback.

Old Hou Ye Lu turned over and got off the horse neatly, staring at the wooden box in Song Wei's hand with his clear eyes, took two steps forward, and suddenly said with a smile: "You are really promising, you can bring people to suppress this A nest of bandits."

Subconsciously, Song Wei clenched the wooden box tightly, and raised his lips, "Could it be that Master also came here to suppress the bandits?"

"I won't play tricks with you." Old Master Lu went straight to the point, "What you have in your hand, let me take it away on a condition."

Song Wei smiled lightly, "Master has never seen it, so how do you know what I'm holding?"

Old Master Lu snorted, "Don't talk about that useless thing, tell me, what's the condition?"

"This is something from the imperial court."

"It is indeed from the imperial court, but it is from the Jin Dynasty, not the Great Chu Dynasty." Old Master Lu corrected him.

Song Wei was silent for a while, and then said, "Master tried every means to take Wan Lichun from me last time, and this time he wants Baicunxin again. It seems that my apprentice won't give it to me, so you won't let it go?"

Old Master Lu was noncommittal.

"I don't have any other conditions, I just want an answer from Master." Song Wei looked at him calmly and asked slowly, "Has Master ever betrayed someone for one thing?"

There were small ripples in the eyes of Old Master Lu, but he calmed down quickly, "You can ask for gold, silver and jewelry, or I can exchange other things with you, but this is the only problem, I am sorry that the old man has no comment. .”

Song Wei put the wooden box behind his back, "Master has nothing to say, so that disciple can't give it to you."

"Stubborn boy, you have to know that once this painting is handed over to the imperial court, it will never see the light of day."

Song Wei smiled, "Tu'er is already addicted to his eyes, even if he doesn't collect it, he won't leave any regrets."

Old Master Lu looked at him, "Really don't give it?"

"As I said before, it's something from the imperial court. I can't decide what to do. If the master really wants it, you can ask the emperor to ask for it after it is sent back to the capital."

His proposal only resulted in a cold snort from Old Master Lu, threatening: "If you don't give it, I won't hesitate to grab it."

(End of this chapter)