The Counterfeit Madam Hou

After Shemu left Lotus Pond, he left for the small courtyard nestled by the pool. Noah has been following him, not far from home.

“Did you find the baby?” Shemu suddenly asked, and he didn't turn around, and his voice didn't sound very ups and downs. Noah glanced at his back and replied, “Not yet, but we know she hasn't left Changan City. ”

Shemu seemed to laugh and said silently for a moment: "Send more men. ”

“Yes.”

At the end of the short conversation, the shores of the lotus flowers are in front of us. With a hint of mulberry flowers in the courtyard, Shemu walked through the small courtyard and pushed open the hidden door.

There was a man sitting in the house, wearing a dark blue crew neck long shirt, with a white fold fan in his hand and a roll of books. Seeing Shemu come in through the door, he waved at him with a smile.

This man is not someone else, he is the youngest sergeant ever, Cao Jingren.

“Done with the chores?” He laughed at some of the city wells and sent two of them at Zhou Jinjin's banquet. Shemu walked over to the bed and sat down opposite him: "Where's the painting? ”

Cao Jingren slowly pulled a rolled shaft out of his arms and placed it on the case table: “I brought the sheep from Ayers. ”

Shemu glanced at the scroll wrapped in a wonderful weave and slightly picked out the eyebrow: “Thousands of hands are not false. ”

Cao Jingren's face immediately darkened: “I told you 493 times, don't call me that nickname. ”

Before Jing 'an Cao Jinren came out of Cao Jinren, there was an unknown family mystery called stealing chickens and touching dogs. Cao Jingren is talented and intelligent. Not only did he read the book well, but he also mastered Cao's family's superior skills. He was described by Jianghu's humanities as a thousand hands and good deeds. Jing An had no shadow hands.

Few people, however, can relate the talent of the famous young Chang 'an with a thousand hands.

Instead of laughing at him anymore, Shemu carefully removed the holster and removed the shaft. After unfolding, he stared at the white jade orchid for a while and frowned: “False. ”

“How is that possible!” Like being provoked, Cao Jingren quickly rebutted, "I personally tested it at the banquet, it is indeed the true story of Ding Mao's studies.” He pulled the painting on Shemu's hand, and after looking at it for a few moments, his face gradually subsided. It really was a fake.

Shemu looked at him and knew something was wrong with the painting. He glanced at the white jade orange on the painting and asked, “Where did you get this painting? ”

Cao Jingren whispered in the corner of his mouth and looked very unhappy: "I touched it from Ayers.” He can't figure out what went wrong. Or does Ayers have a hand in his back?

Shemu glanced at him and thought, "Tell me what happened at the banquet. ”

Cao Jingren took a deep breath and the voice dried up: “First, Tang Zi Bo 'an's maid inserted in Zhou Fu exchanged the real" White Jade Lane ", then Awes followed her out of the main hall.” He stopped here and looked down at the feast standing beside Shemu. When Noah saw him, he would say, "I saw the maid give the painting to Tang Zibo's men, and Ayers switched the painting from him. ”

“That's right, so the real painting is in Ayers' hands.” Cao Jingren nodded as if he was certain of something, and continued, "I received a hint, taking the fake painting from the seat while the scene was out of control, then deliberately hit Ayers and dropped the two paintings. ”

This is the whole thing, the real painting spins around, it should end up in his hands, but why...

He looked at the fake painting on the case table again, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. The Emperor himself told them to do this. Now you want to hand over a fake painting to the Emperor?

The three people in the room were silent and thought about things. Shemu lowered her head for a moment and suddenly said, “The maid is a fake. ”

Cao Jingren looked up and looked at him in shock and suspicion. Shemu's eyes moved and continued to analyze: “Someone pretended to be Tang Zibo's maid who had been inserted in Zhou Fu. After she dropped her bag, she gave Tang Zibo another fake painting. ”

Cao Jingren stunned slightly, then as if he had found the thread, the thought became clearer: “She gave Tang Zibo a fake painting, then Awes replaced it with another fake painting. Finally, I stole the fake painting from Awes again. ”

They were busy for half a day, and everyone was busy for nothing.

Cao Jingren was so generous, he smiled instead: “If it is true, as Master Hou said, who is capable of doing this, can deceive Master Hou, Tang Zibo and Awes? ”

Shemu's eyes moved and then a smile appeared, almost invisible: "Nightingale. ”

“Sneeze!” Liu Qinghuan suddenly sneezed, turned his head and looked at the twist next to him, "Did you say something bad about me in your heart? ”

Twisted a glance at her and smiled disdainfully: "I must have said something bad about you in front of you, why do you have to defame yourself like this in your heart? ”

Liu Qinghuan nodded: “It makes sense, if you want to praise me in the future, I must praise you in front of me, don't hold it. ”

Twisted tongue smoked the corner of her mouth, how could this woman have such a thick face? She glanced at Liu Qinghuan's clothes and snorted coldly: “As the hostess of the Hou Mansion, you should also pay attention to your words and behavior, do not always cause trouble for Hou. ”

Liu Qinghuan glanced at her side: “Twisted Tongue, even if you want to be a mother, I am not your daughter. ”

Twisted tongue: “...”

She doesn't want to say another word to this woman.

When Liu Qinghuan returned to the room, he did not see the two maids, the red peach and the green peach. It appeared that they were also involved by themselves. When they come back, they will surely be given a monthly increase.

Twisted Tong saw Liu Qinghuan enter the house and guarded him in the yard with all due diligence. Liu Qinghuan closed the door and pulled a coil wrapped in a brocade from the wide cuffs. She smiled and unfolded the scroll on her hand. It was Zhou Jinfu's "White Jade Lanchun".

The real White Jade Spring.

Whether Shemu, Tang Zibo, or Ayers, they're all overcrowded, but who says she can't do it without Nightingale? Using pomegranate as a liaison code, they successfully performed a stealing day at a banquet.

I just don't know if my last foot will be too heavy. If I do step on her, maybe next time I won't have the chance to cooperate.

Liu Qing was in a good mood to hide the painting, just sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, the door was knocked twice, followed by the red peaches and green peaches and walked in through the door.

“Madam. ”

The two maids gave Liu Qinghuan a gift. Liu Qinghuan saw them coming back and hurried forward to ask: “Has Master Hou not bothered you?” Seeing them unharmed, Shermou must not have been cruel to them?

The two maids shook their heads red-handedly, wanting to stop and kneel directly on the ground for a moment: “Madam, Master Hou said, the next time something like this happens, we can only thank you for your sins. ”

Liu Qinghuan lifted them up from the ground and reassured them: “Don't worry, it won't happen again.” Next time she'll never let Shemu find out.

With her assurance, the two maids were relieved. Green rubbed tears in the corner of his eyes and asked Liu Qinghuan, "Haven't you used dinner yet, ma'am? ”

She doesn't think Liu Qinghuan is hungry yet. “Yeah, I only ate a few pomegranates. ”

Green rumors hurried down to prepare dinner, and Peaches stayed to help her change her hair comb.

After a while, green beans not only bring a hot dinner, but also a small bowl of crystal clear pomegranate. Liu Qinghuan ate one, sweeter than Zhou Jinfu. She blinked and looked at Qing Qing in confusion: "Is this...? ”

Green smiled. “The Master specifically instructed the slave to bring it. ”

Liu Qinghuan thought of his casual mouth on the lotus pavilion, he couldn't help but say some Guan 'er.

After serving Liu Qinghuan for dinner, Qinghuan cleaned up the empty dishes and saw Shemu standing in the yard. She stood still and hurried forward to say hello: "Master Hou. ”

Shemu nodded slightly and said to her: "Does Qing Qing have a good meal? ”

Green eyes spinning, Master Hou is worried about closing the wife's confinement, she is in a mood not to eat? Her mouth curled and she respectfully replied: “Go back to the Master, Madame has just had dinner, there is nothing left. ”

Xue Mu listened to Qing Qing and couldn't help but laugh. When he remembered having dinner with her earlier, he also saw that she had eaten everything clean and that there was not a grain of rice left. She also said to herself in earnest that wasting food would go to hell.

If the Emperor hears this, he will die alive.

I don't know what Shemu thought, I just thought it was really nice to see Grandpa Hou smile. She thought about it and dared to ask, "Why don't you come in and see your wife? ”

Shermutton said, "No, you take good care of her. ”

“Yes." He bowed and saw Xue Mu go out.

But Twisted Tongue is still stuck in the yard.

Green glanced at her and thought that Master Hou's confinement would not last long.

When Shemu returned to the shore of the lotus flower, he counted the lotus flowers in the lotus pool. Seeing Shemu walking over the pontoon bridge, he shouted in agitation: "Master Hou! I'm done! ”

“Oh?” Shemu stopped and watched him for a while. “How much? ”

“51 red lotus flowers, 27 blue lotus flowers, 33 white lotus flowers, 18 yellow lotus flowers! ”

"The numbers are wrong, the numbers are wrong," said Shemu. ”

"..."

He opened his mouth several times, and finally he could only say: "Master, it's late, can you count tomorrow? ”

Shemu nodded, “Yes, but you'll have to spend the night here tonight. ”

"..."

Master, can we play a different game? There were two lines of tears hanging from his face.