I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

It seems that 20 years ago, the year before leaving Dayan, the second uncle gave him a good life.

"Well, I remembered."

"What day is it?"

The year is ready to celebrate him.

"August nineteenth."

"what?"

Nian froze.

August nineteenth?

The days are gone!

"Why didn't you say it! Xiaobai, why didn't you say it!"

Unhappiness was written all over Nian's face.

Not talking about such a big thing as her birthday is treating her as an outsider!

"It's just a birthday. It's over. There's no need to be angry, sister."

Daytime is not as deep as year.

He hasn't celebrated his birthday for a long time, and he has already forgotten what it's like to celebrate a birthday, so it doesn't matter to him if he can't.

"How could you not care?"

Years refused to give up.

He obviously still remembers celebrating her birthday, but he doesn't care about his birthday at all.

But she couldn't do much more.The birthday has passed, and there is no way to make it up. She can't bear to talk about him.

"In this case, you must tell me half a month in advance next time."

It's not too late to make up for it.

We must give him an unforgettable birthday next time.

"Well, good. It's all according to sister."

The daytime couldn't hold back her, so he responded one by one.

"Don't forget. Otherwise, I will be angry, and the consequences of my anger will be very serious."

"Okay, okay, listen to sister."

After Bai Tian promised again and again, Nian re-enjoyed the breakfast she put aside.

Soothed down.

Although Bai Tian agreed, he didn't take it seriously.

After all, he himself may not be able to remember it in time, so there is no need to trouble Nian.

Ok……

Year's birthday has passed, and it will be Mr.'s birthday after that.

Bai Tian hopes to complete the ceremony before Xi's birthday passes, or to find her before then.

He had missed Xi's birthday twice before, and this time he didn't want to miss it again.

It's a pity that no matter what method he uses to paint Zhongxi, he still refuses to tell where his husband is.

Xi in the painting... That Xi who doesn't look like Xi at all... I'm really curious about what she's thinking in her heart.

"sleep."

It was raining outside and couldn't go out, and there were no entertainment methods in the small guesthouse, so Nian planned to sleep back to pass the time.

But after touching the empty mattress beside him, Nian couldn't fall asleep anyway, and after looking over and over for a long time, he could see what was missing between his fingers.

Her real dragon pillow was not on the bed.

"Xiaobai... eh? Where's the person?"

She stood up, but found that the room was empty.

On the table, the scroll of paintings had already been opened, and the long drawing paper filled the entire table.

"Tsk!"

Nian resentfully lifted the quilt to turn himself into a ball, and closed his eyes sullenly and went to sleep.

Hua Zhongxi was sitting by the window of the bamboo house drinking tea, when he saw him coming, he greeted him.

"Axi, you're here."

Familiar yet unfamiliar titles almost made Bai Tian think that the painting was really Xi.But the smiling face of the other party made him calm down from his trance for a second.

"Where's my pen?"

Daylight comes straight in, straight to the point.

"The pen is naturally in the pen holder."

Hua Zhongxi raised her hand and pointed to the messy desk.There was a pen holder, which was full of identical pens.

"If it was you, you must be able to immediately tell which pen is the one you brought."

Hua Zhongxi's words were obviously full of trust, but it sounded like she was waiting to have fun.

Bai Tian didn't answer, walked to the desk and pulled out his pen without hesitation.

"As expected of someone I like."

Hua Zhongxi is full of pride for Bai Tian's confident behavior.

"Tell me about the past few years, sir."

Sitting opposite her during the day, he asked her softly.

"I want to know where Mr. has been these years, who he met, and what happened to him."

"It's hard work."

Although Hua Zhongxi complained about the harshness of the daytime, she didn't seem to be silent.

"It's too long to talk about, so I'll just pick some interesting ones. But let me say first, although I have some memories of her, but they are intermittent, incomplete, and very few. If I talk about a line and a half Duan things, don't hold them back."

Hua Zhongxi didn't know much, so she found a relatively complete story to tell and listen to during the day.

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This story begins nearly ten years ago.

At that time, because Xi had listened to his unreliable brother's words, she foolishly stayed in Gouwu City to wait for him.Because staying at home was too boring, she planned to get out of the painting and go to the city to have a look.

It was precisely because of this that she happened to meet that thing.

The great artist walking in the city took a fancy to a certain trinket, but because of his lack of money, he had no choice but to give up buying the real thing, and instead drew one with a brush.

After getting what he wanted, the painter had finished shopping and planned to go back and continue to stay at home.

But at this moment, the bustling crowd around the gate of the yamen caught her attention.

Although she wanted to know what happened, she was unwilling to ask the passers-by who were watching, nor was she willing to watch like them.

Out of curiosity, she found the nearest teahouse, took a table by the window, didn't order anything, and looked outside there.

After watching it for a while, with the discussions of those around her and what she saw, she probably understood what happened.

What happened was probably that a down-and-out scholar had nowhere to go, so he took a pair of Danqing calligraphy handed down from his ancestors by a famous painter of a certain generation, and found a family member who wanted to sell it to him.

The member of the family was also an arty person. Hearing that the down-and-out scholar wanted to sell a painting by a great painter, he had the idea of ​​buying it, but he didn't want to spend too much on the painting, so he planned to lower the purchase price.

The scholar originally planned to sell 2000 taels of silver (approximately 85 Longmen coins), but the member lowered the price and was only willing to pay 400 taels of silver (approximately 59 Longmen coins).

All of a sudden, 600 taels of silver were missing, so the scholar would not want to just accept the painting and leave, while reprimanding the staff for being dishonest and cunning.

Yuanwai didn't care, he just told the scholar that if he wanted to sell it, he could come again.

Half a month later, the only house in the scholar's family was also burned to charcoal because of the water loss, but luckily the calligraphy and paintings were still there.

In poverty, the scholar had no choice but to go to the member again, trying to sell the calligraphy and painting.

But this time the member went out at a lower price, only 800 taels of silver.

What the hell is price suppression? This is squeezing.

But what can the scholar say, who made him not sell it for the first time, no matter how bitter the fruit this time is, he has to eat it with a bitter face.

There are only a handful of people in Gowu City who are willing to buy paintings, and the highest bidders are among them.

He can only sell.

Now that the 800 yuan is in hand, shouldn't it be time to be happy, buy a new house, get a wife, and find a stable job to live?

Alas~, it would be too vulgar to do so.

The down-and-out scholar got the money, the first priority was not to buy property or start a business, but to hire a snitch to steal the painting back, and then take the painting away and fly away, changing his face to live in another city.

But he was ignorant of people, so after several days of relying on connections, he found a clumsy snitch who called himself "flying on the grass". Feathered Beast, and was caught by the guards outside the team.

But the outsider didn't announce the real identity of the Snitch, but put the identity of the Snitch on the scholar. No matter what the head catcher who came to inspect asked, he insisted that the painting was stolen by the scholar.

And the police did not find the painting from his home, but they also did not find any paintings from the scholar. They had no choice but to point the evidence to the scholar for the time being.

Yuan Wai said that as long as the scholar wants to leave 2000 taels to buy paintings, he doesn't want anything else.

Where does the scholar do it? He only has 800 taels in total. These days, he also spent 200 taels on food, drink, and hiring people, leaving only 600 taels. Where can he get the 400 taels.

The scholar yelled for grievances loudly, while the foreign staff howled and cried for pity.

There is no conclusive evidence to prove that either of them was lying, which caused a lot of headaches for the newly appointed Pello county magistrate, who lost a lot of tail hair.

"What happened later? What happened later? Did the Mister make a move?"

Bai Zhou asked curiously.

This time Hua Zhongxi's storytelling skills have been greatly improved, and the storytelling is quite interesting, and it has successfully aroused Bai Tian's interest.

"Don't worry, just listen to me slowly."

Hua Zhongxi took a sip of tea to quench his thirst, and then continued to talk.

Knowing what happened, Xi also felt interested in exploring that painting, and she also wanted to see which artist painted this painting worth 2000 taels.

But she didn't bother to get involved in mortal disputes, but she was really curious about where the painting was hidden.

So, that night, she sent her own capable generals, the mysterious Mo Lings, to Yuanwai's house to search for traces of the painting.

Then, she got a shocking news.

A bite, relying on its natural protective color, overheard the conversation between the member outside the toilet and the scholar who was temporarily released due to lack of evidence.

The two of them turned out to be a team!This lawsuit is just a bureau they set up, the purpose is to divert the government's attention to the matter, so that they don't care about other things.

And that so-called painting didn't exist in the first place, and their trade was to transport something prohibited.

"Five stone powder. It is the name of the forbidden product."

Daylight knows that stuff.There are many formulas for Wushi Powder, but each of them has hot and hot medicinal properties. After taking it, it will cause people's whole body to heat up, and produce a short-term effect that confuses people's hearts.It makes people think that they are refreshed, and Segony is a big iron duck.

But in fact, it is a kind of chronic poisoning. When you eat it for the first time, you will feel strong and healthy, but after taking it for a long time, you will become weak and tired, and eventually paralyze and die as a result.This thing is a real pest.

It is recorded in the Law of Great Yan that whenever such drugs are encountered, they must be burned to sweep away the harm.

And there are related regulations on what to do with those who engage in the smuggling of such drugs.

"After she found out that she had been cheated, she sent a black feather beast to send the matter to the county magistrate's desk."

"After the Yuanwai and the scholar were imprisoned, Gouwu City began a big cleansing."

And Xi, the unsung hero behind the scenes, still couldn't find the famous painting he wanted in Yuanwai's collection.

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"...Why haven't you come back yet?"

Nian, who couldn't sleep, hugged the quilt, stared at the painting on the table with dry eyes, speechless.