The Reborn Wife is Farming

Mu Yangling didn't let them live in Qi Mansion for too long, living here is not as comfortable as living outside, so she asked someone to clean up the small courtyard on Qixia Street the next day, and asked them to leave the house on the third day. moved over.

As soon as Fan Zijin came back, he bought a big yard on Qixia Street, where his business and dark news were passed on. After Mu Yangling took over his business in Jiangnan, he bought a small yard next door for easy communication.

After all, there were strangers coming in and out next door, so it was inconvenient for Mu Yangling to deal with things there.

Now it is much more convenient for Mr. Liu and the others to move to the small courtyard. Just move the things in her study to the next door, and just buy some household things.

After making all these arrangements, Mr. Liu will study at ease, and from time to time, he will go to teahouses where scholars gather to meet friends with literature. Fan Zijin will give him some test papers and reference answers when he takes a half-monthly rest.

These things are hard to find, and Mr. Liu is very grateful.

Qi Haoran felt that Fan Zijin was too kind to Mr. Liu, so he asked Fan Zijin if he was planning some bad idea again. Fan Zijin smiled and said: "Mr. Liu is not bad, and his character is not bad. He worked with Ah Ling before. How do you say that I completely turned him into a big brother?"

Qi Haoran thought for a while and said, "Let's be cautious."

"Don't worry, I will grasp the rhythm. By the way, is the original work here?" Fan Zijin looked at Qi Haoran with piercing eyes.

"Not yet, but it's only been two days."

Fan Zijin rolled his eyes, lowered his voice and said, "You said if I replaced it with a fake one..."

"Is there any counterfeit that can hide from the Chen family?" Qi Haoran asked curiously.

"..." Fan Zijin was choked for a moment, and said quietly: "Then it will be said that what the elder brother got is a fake, and you don't understand antiques, so it is understandable to get a fake..."

Qi Haoran jumped up and shouted: "No, is the master the kind of villain who cheats on chickens and dogs?"

"You're not, I'm okay with it," Fan Zijin roared back, "As long as I can leave the original work, I'll take the blame."

Qi Haoran's face turned red, "Isn't it just a piece of cake, you need to grab it like this, except for that thing, tell me, if you want anything else, I'll find it for you."

Fan Zijin raised his eyelids and gave him a disgusted look, and said, "You can't even see the value of good things, can you know how to tell the truth from the fake? I said I want "The Picture of the Sage and Worthy Lao Tzu", can you find it for me?"

"The picture of the sage Lao Tzu?" Qi Haoran tilted his head, "The one drawn by Zhong Yao?"

Fan Zijin sat cross-legged on the kang, took a sip of tea, and snorted coldly: "This is the one. It has been lost since Emperor Gaozong. Can you find it for me? If you can find it, give the Chen family ten letters of authenticity." I will not bother to hold back the "Sejong's Admonition Table"."

Qi Haoran held his head in distress and said, "This thing is so familiar, I seem to have seen it before."

Fan Zijin froze, quickly put down the tea in his hand, and looked at Qi Haoran anxiously, "I'm in charge of all your trophies, did you see them at the elder brother's place? Think about it, think about it carefully."

Qi Haoran frowned and thought about it carefully, but he couldn't think of it for a long time. Fan Zijin couldn't help kicking him in anger, thinking that Qi Haoran was lying to him, so that he would not be entangled in the matter of "Sejong's Admonition Table".

In the end, Fan Zijin left angrily.

Qi Haoran frowned and went home. He felt that he had seen this thing before, but he was not impressed at all.

Seeing that his brows were all drawn together, Mu Yangling asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm thinking of "Sage and Worthy Laozi Picture"."

Mu Yangling blinked and asked, "What do you want it to do?"

"I always think I've seen it somewhere, but why can't I remember it?"

Mu Yangling coughed lightly, and said, "Isn't that the dowry you gave me, and then I moved it into the warehouse as a dowry? Why are you asking this?"

Qi Haoran opened his mouth wide, and finally remembered that when he was choosing the dowry for Mu Yangling, he almost emptied his elder brother's warehouse, and although he put the things back in the end, his elder brother later returned from that share A large piece was ticked on the gift list, and "Sage and Worthy Laozi Picture" was among them.

Qi Haoran swallowed his saliva and asked, "Is that the real work?"

"It should be real." Mu Yangling was not very sure, "They were all snatched from the rich and powerful of the Kingdom of Jin. They wouldn't collect fake ones, would they?"

Qi Haoran rubbed his chin and felt that the possibility of the authentic work was relatively high. He looked at Mu Yangling with a smile.

Mu Yangling waved his hand and pushed away the face that was in front of him, and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't try to get close."

Qi Haoran rubbed his nose and said, "Ah Ling, let's give that thing to Zijin. He's going crazy thinking about the admonition form now, and he doesn't know if it will affect his mood during the exam."

Mu Yangling said indifferently: "It's ok, but the things are in Jingzhao Mansion."

She is not very obsessed with antiques. In her opinion, as long as these things don't go abroad, they are probably better in anyone's hands than hers, because they love them, and although she likes them, they haven't arrived yet. At the point of love, the antique is in her hands, and she can only know its value when it is converted into money.

Qi Haoran obviously thought so too, and immediately went to write a letter to Fan Zijin happily, telling him the good news, but he also said in advance that this thing was snatched back from the golden man, and the authenticity has not yet been confirmed.

Then let Fei Bai deliver the letter to the villa.

But at this time, there was a loud shout in the study of the old man of the Chen family. Chen Sheng ran out with disheveled hair and bare feet. An angry voice said, "Say, who has entered Grandpa's study?"

As soon as Chen Qian entered the door, he was grabbed by the arms of two servants and sent all the way to Chen Fang's study. He knew that something was wrong!

When Chen Sheng saw his son, he rushed forward as if seeing an enemy, and raised his hand to strike him down, when he heard his son screaming, "Father, I am your son!"

Chen Qian burst into tears, and Chen Sheng couldn't let go of his raised hand. In the end, he could only turn the man around, kick his ass, and cursed: "Are you my son? You are my enemy. Are you my son?" Come to collect debts from Lao Tzu, why did I give birth to such a prodigal son like you, who told you to steal from Lao Tzu? I will kill him, kill him!"

Chen Qian honestly lay on the ground with his butt pouted, now he just kicked his butt, anyway, his father didn't want to use force, so just kick it.

Chen Cheng beat him for a long time, and saw that his son was just howling, showing no sign of admitting his mistake, so he ran around the room angrily, and finally grabbed a feather duster and gesticulated on his back twice, but finally he was still reluctant, so he could only raise his hand. The hand crackled and hit it, and Chen Qian screamed.

In the end, Chen Qian didn't feel much pain, but Chen Sheng's hand was swollen from the beating. He sat down on the ground and saw that his son didn't say where his things went. Feeling sad for a moment, he turned around and crawled over to hug the old father's leg and cried: " Father, you have to decide for your son, look at your grandson, this is digging my heart."

Chen Fang looked at his son with contempt, and he was willing to embarrass his son rather than beat him.

Frightened by his father's loud cries, Chen Qian hurriedly climbed up on his knees and said, "Father, I haven't lost anything, my son just traded it for something..."

"Prodigal son, can you exchange that thing? Tell me, which bastard fooled you?"