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Chapter 709 Countdown to Mr. Qinghe's Offline

"I……"

Yi Shu, who was standing there, was a little dazed, and for a while he couldn't think of any evidence for him.

He originally planned to tell all the things that Mr. Qinghe had done in front of everyone, expose his hypocrisy, and then compete with him in public.

In front of everyone, speak with strength!

As long as it is proved on the spot that his strength is greater than that of Mr. Qinghe, it will also confirm the fact that Mr. Qinghe plagiarized his works.

Even everyone will believe what he said.

He didn't believe that under such circumstances, Mr. Qinghe could still renege on his debts?
But who would have thought that Mr. Qinghe actually made a move, and said before that that he planned to close the pen.

He also used this incident to turn him into an army and put him in this embarrassing situation at this moment.

He... his mind was really blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

"Rui'er, don't mess around!" Seeing that Yi Shu was speechless, Minister of Rites couldn't help scolding Qian Rui who had just spoken for Yi Shu.

"Father, how can I be fooling around! Didn't you teach me in the past, no matter when you do things, you must tell evidence!"

"I don't believe that Mr. Yi Shu is the kind of person who grabs and bites others indiscriminately."

"What occasion is this today? Who doesn't understand? Is he out of his mind? Would he choose to talk nonsense on this occasion? Not at all."

"So I think there may be something hidden in what he said just now."

"As for what's going on in this matter? It's useless to say who is right and who is wrong. You have to use evidence to speak!"

"You bastard, why don't you shut up!" Listening to Qian Rui's monotonous words, Minister of Rites actually quite agrees in his heart.

But on this occasion, he can't let his son be too showy, can he?
Didn't you see that Mr. Zhang Kui Zhang has been trying to protect Mr. Qinghe?
The interpersonal communication of adults is very complicated.

In particular, they are all court officials, and they are more involved.

Generally, it is not necessary to offend colleagues for those who do not want to do it unless it is a last resort.

Otherwise, it is uncertain how he will be tripped up in the future.

His son is quite clear about right and wrong, but his temper is not calm enough.

He let his youngest son learn to paint at the beginning, also to sharpen his temper.

It turned out to be good now, my temper has not been worn down, and I really love painting.

It's fine if he loves it, and he even spoke up for Yi Shu, his favorite painter.

Gee.

"Oh." Qian Rui was silenced in an instant after being insulted by his own father.

However, he looked at Yi Shu with a hint of worry and anxiety in his eyes.

"Young Master Yi Shu, do you have any other evidence? If not, I can only order someone to suppress you."

Hearing what Master Zhang said, everyone present looked at Yi Shu quietly, waiting for his next reaction.

Mr. Qinghe didn't speak, but looked at Yi Shu calmly.

But his heart is full of contempt and disdain for Yi Shu.

Even such a small character deserves to fight with him?

Ha ha!

"Come on, let me suppress him..."

"Wait! Who said Yi Shu has no evidence!"

Just as Master Zhang was about to order the arrest and conviction of Yi Shu, a voice suddenly came from the entrance.

The voice was very loud, and it appeared in a timely manner, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Even Yi Shu himself was not surprised.

Does he have any other evidence?Why doesn't he know it himself?
Seeing Zhou Dazhuang's figure gradually appearing in front of everyone, Bai Jinli, who was disguised as Li Daguo, breathed a sigh of relief calmly.

Next, it's time for Mr. Qinghe to go offline.

Well, look forward to it!

"Who are you? Why did you appear suddenly?" Mr. Zhang Kui asked with a frown as he looked at the person who broke in suddenly.

"My lord, my next name is Zhou Dazhuang, who is Yi Shu's best friend."

"Yi Shu is a well-behaved and sensible person since he was a child. He has always been a person who abides by etiquette. I dare to use my head to guarantee that what he said just now is true!"

Hearing that Zhou Dazhuang, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke for him like this, Yi Shu was almost moved to death at this moment.

When he was most helpless and lost, Zhou Dazhuang unexpectedly came!
Not only did he come, but he also vouched for him in front of everyone, saying that he believed him.

He also said he was his best friend.

What kind of virtue and ability is there for him to know such a good person as Zhou Dazhuang.

Fortunately, he used to think that Zhou Dazhuang was too bad and irritating, and he always forced him.

So when he lived at Zhou Dazhuang's house, he secretly cut his clothes to pieces, or hid his shoes, or painted bastards on his face with a pen.

Hey, he was wrong, he repented.

In the future, he will treat Zhou Dazhuang well, and cook for him when he has time, so that he can have a hot meal when he returns home.

"Oh? You vouch for Yi Shu? Just because you're Yi Shu's friend? Who knows if you're the person Yi Shu bought, and you said that on purpose?"

Hearing the words of the person behind Mr. Qinghe, Zhou Dazhuang didn't look at him, but boldly raised his head to look at Mr. Zhang, and then spoke.

"My lord, the little one has evidence!"

"Huh? What evidence?" Master Zhang Kui asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, I'll show you the evidence right now."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Dazhuang got up from the ground with a jerk, and then walked to the wall where Mr. Qinghe's works were hung.

He pointed to the paintings on the wall and said.

"This one, this one, and this one are all from Yi Shu's hand. When Yi Shu was painting a few days ago, the little one happened to be watching."

"Huh? Could it be that you want to say that your so-called evidence is yourself?" The person behind Mr. Qinghe sneered and continued.

"I also want to say that when my husband made these paintings, I was waiting on the sidelines. I am also my husband's witness."

Zhou Dazhuang ignored him, but looked at Mr. Qinghe and asked.

"Really? Mr. Qinghe, let me ask you again, are you sure that these paintings are all made by you? Did you draw them yourself?"

"That's natural!" Mr. Qinghe said very firmly.

"What kind of paper do you draw on? Where did you buy it?"

"What ink is the ink you paint with?"

"And your painting, when did you make it?" Zhou Dazhuang asked three questions in succession.

"The paper used for this painting is naturally high-quality Qingyang Xuan paper, and the ink is cold-studied green ink. As for this painting, it was naturally painted some time ago." Mr. Qinghe replied.

"Oh, very good. My lord, please ask someone to take down these two works, and I will show the evidence to everyone."

"Well, go and get it." Zhang Kui nodded, and the servant at the side immediately took two paintings and handed them to Zhou Dazhuang.

Zhou Dazhuang thanked him after receiving it, then opened the two paintings on the ground, and asked the people next to him.

"Is there any water? Tea is okay?"

As soon as he finished his question, Er Huo at the side handed a cup of tea to Zhou Dazhuang.

"Thank you."

After taking the cup of tea, Zhou Dazhuang poured some tea into his palm, and then patted the palm with tea on the upper left corner of the paper.

"What are you doing? Nonsense!" Mr. Zhang couldn't help scolding after seeing his actions.

The onlookers were also anxious and worried.

"My lord, let's take a look again. What is this?" Zhou Dazhuang didn't care about his scolding at all, and pointed to the place on the paper instead.

Hearing what he said, everyone present stretched their necks to look where he pointed.

Mr. Qinghe, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart for some reason.

"There are words, but there are words. This word is written in... Yishu Calligraphy and Painting!" The sharp-eyed person couldn't help but read it out.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"That's right, why did this kind of thing appear in Mr. Qinghe's paintings? Could it be that this really shows that these paintings are actually written by Yi Shu?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"

"My lord, isn't this obvious enough? If this painting is really painted by Mr. Qing He, how can someone else's name appear on his work?"

"The paper used for painting is not the Qingyang Xuan paper that Mr. Qinghe said, but the Yanqingxuan produced in Siyang. There is only one shop in the capital that sells it. I sent people to that shop to buy it for Yi Shu. "

"You can ask someone to go directly to the shop named Cui Mingxuan."

"This paper looks exactly the same as Qingyang rice paper, and feels the same texture, but it has one more mystery than Qingyang rice paper."

"When a person writes on it with a special ink pen, the handwriting will disappear after drying, and the written words will appear immediately when the water is on it."

"And the so-called special ink in Xiao's mouth is the Lengyan green ink mentioned just now. It was also bought from Cuimingxuan, and there are traces to check."

"Yi Shu has loved painting since he was a child, and has a very high interest and talent in painting. Before that, because his paintings were too good, not only were they stolen, but he was killed."

"Now that he picks up the brush and starts painting again, he is naturally more careful than before. To prevent those who framed him from misappropriating his paintings again, he specially left a mark on his paintings."

"It's precisely because Mr. Qinghe doesn't know this that he dared to steal Yi Shu's paintings so openly and even bit back."

"What Yi Shu said just now is all true."

After Zhou Dazhuang finished speaking, there was a huge commotion immediately.

Now the evidence is in front of him, and Zhou Dazhuang's words are well-founded and methodical, and it is true at first glance.

And this news was a shock to them.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qinghe turned out to be this kind of person? ? ?
Even Yi Shu who was standing there was a little confused.

this paper?This ink?There is such a mystery?

He doesn't even know!

And the words that can appear on the paper by facing the water are not written by him, either?
Could it be that Zhou Dazhuang did all of this?

No, the paper and ink were specially given to him by Mrs. Lin that day, and she deliberately told him to use them for painting in the future.

It turned out that it was because of this?

However, Mrs. Lin didn't tell him, why would Zhou Dazhuang know?

The words on it were written by Zhou Dazhuang, right?

How did things become like this in an instant?He wasn't mentally prepared for it.

"If you still don't believe me, you can take down those paintings and verify them one by one."

(End of this chapter)