Tell the case and talk about love II

Chapter 095: Bird House, Four Paintings

"Your father likes birds so much, why would he suddenly commit suicide without taking care of them? If it wasn't for our sudden visit, wouldn't it be possible for the birds to be buried for him?"

Hu Diqian exploded with a bang.

He is indeed the old man's son, but it's just a long time. He has long since lost his ancestor's enthusiasm for guarding the mountains, and moved to live in the town. Someone gave him a lot of money, killed his father, and pretended to commit suicide.

If it weren't for the 'birds as evidence', he would really be impressed.

But he didn't know anything about the purpose of guarding the mountain. He only knew that his father, grandfather and great grandfather were guarding the house, day after day, year after year.

Yan Queqing didn't understand, he lowered his head and pondered, why did he stay in this mountain.

The Yinwei and the servant girls frantically let the birds fly, and a group of birds flew away in fright. The birds seemed to know something, and they were reluctant to leave the house. Bird feathers were flying all over the sky. He rushed to a small door, opened it, and went out through the back door.

Zhen pulled Jinyu to leave quickly through the back door, and couldn't help cursing outside, "What kind of birds, there are so many. By the way, there is a back door here, and I didn't find it just now."

Jinyu changed his coat, and couldn't stand the bird feathers, "It's quite secretive, why don't we look around and see if there are any clues."

As long as it's not inside, Zhen doesn't matter.

Xiuran outside heard the movement and retreated further and further, wishing to leave immediately.At this moment, Yan Queqing screamed suddenly, Xiu Ran's heart tightened, and he rushed to his side immediately.

Just now, Yan Queqing was hit by a large number of birds flying randomly. He accidentally dodged and hit a bird cage. There was an injured bird in the cage. The white sand wrapped around his leg was immediately stained with blood. Yan Queqing He let out a cry, fearing that something might happen to the bird.

Qiqi cupped her face and sighed -- Shame and Qingqing are a perfect match, and Qingqing is indeed invincible.

Seeing that he was fine, Xiu Ran felt at ease, looked at the surrounding environment, tensed up, frowned, and poked Yan Keqing with the hilt of his sword.

Yan Queqing saw his disgusted look, only to realize that there were a few bird feathers hanging on his body.

Xiuran said, "Take a bath." In his eyes, the bird smell couldn't be removed even with the cleansing technique.

Yan Queqing shook his head, "I have to think again."

"Go back and think about it." Xiuran couldn't take it anymore, he clearly saw bird excrement on Yan Queqing's shoe, he wanted to touch it but couldn't, it was so tangled.

"No, I haven't figured out why I want to guard the mountain."

"Go back and think about it."

"No, no, no." Yan Queqing was immersed in his own thoughts, ignoring Xiuran's 'unreasonable making trouble'.

Yinwei had to use a net to catch all the birds and release them back to the forest.

Without the bird, the room immediately became empty, and some things that were invisible just now were also seen clearly. It turned out that there were a few paintings hanging in the room, but it was not a winter picture to my disappointment.

Yan Queqing suddenly thought of something, rushed into the house and dragged Hu Di to wonder, "Since you were sensible, have your ancestors been guarding the mountain in this old house?"

Hu Di Ganqi nodded.

Could it be that the secret is in this room?

But I searched and found nothing.

Except for a bed, calligraphy and paintings, flowers and plants, and daily utensils, there is nothing.

Yan Queqing stared at the calligraphy and painting in a daze.

In the whole house, the few calligraphy and paintings on the wall are the oldest, and they may have been hung since the wooden house was built.

There are four sets of calligraphy and paintings on the wall, two pictures and two pictures respectively, one is written with the word "Shou" and the other is "Satisfied with simple tea and light food".

One is a painting of a mountain, and the other is a painting of Zhu Bajie.

Everyone circled around the calligraphy and painting for several times but didn't find it. They carefully took down all the calligraphy and painting and studied them, but they still didn't get anything.

After staying up all night, Yan Queqing sighed, Xiuran couldn't take it anymore, because of a broken painting, Qing didn't even look at herself, and dragged him into the space.

Yan Queqing's hands were pressed on his head, and then his chest felt cold, he lowered his head, his clothes had already been torn apart by Xiuran and burned...

The embarrassing Xiuran gnawed him hard.

In the morning, Xiuran was like a spring breeze. Although his face was still cold, everyone felt differently. The temperature that was originally like ice had dropped, which was so pleasant.With such a face, everyone ate an extra bowl of food.

Yan Queqing wondered if there might be something famous about this mountain, so he went for a walk with Xiuran and looked around.

There is also a village in the mountain, which is self-sufficient.The villagers are all honest and hospitable. Even if they saw two people walking on the mountain road at night, they would come forward to ask if they got lost, and if they want to stay overnight.After chatting with some villagers, Yan Queqing was in a good mood. He just likes this kind of atmosphere, not for fame and fortune, but simply caring. Maybe the villagers have problems of one kind or another, but this kind of simplicity is forever in other places. Can't feel it.

The tranquility in the mountains and the liveliness of the woods and fields can only be appreciated by those who understand.

Speaking of the old people guarding the mountain, the villagers all know them. After all, the relationship between the mountain and the mountain, the food of the old people comes from them.

Hearing the loss of the old man, the villagers were sad, but Yan Queqing did not tell the truth, only said that the old man died of old age, and in the hearts of the villagers, it was a blessing from God to live to be more than 100 years old.

"Which of you has the best friendship with old people?"

"The best?" The villager thought for a while, "It should be a fool, he often transports food to the old man up the mountain."

"fool?"

"Oh, it's funny to talk about this idiot. In this family, generations of sons are called idiots by their baby names. We all use idiot grandpa, idiot father, and idiot son to distinguish them."

Yan Queqing was muttering, idiot...

"That painting..."

Xiu Ran asked, "What do you think of?"

Zhu Bajie is also known as a fool, and a fool can also be called a fool.

Without saying a word, Xiuran hooked his fingers to the air, only heard a few wind noises, and the hidden guard set off to look for the idiot.

Afterwards, the idiot looked at Xiuran in a daze, and didn't react until Yan Queqing waved his hand to call. Xiuran took out the other three pictures, and the idiot turned back to the house, and when he reappeared, he was holding a pair of paintings in his hand.

Take a look at the repair and dyeing - winter picture.

Yan Queqing looked at Xiuran suspiciously, and Xiuran nodded—it was genuine.

Yan Queqing touched his ear, and got it like this, it felt so unreal.

Seeing him rubbing her ears vigorously, Xiuran pushed his hands away, stroked the red ears lightly, and said, "You are the one who is amazing."

The deep voice, coupled with the frequent touches of the ears, made Yan Keqing's feet go limp, it was terrible.

Although the pictures of the four seasons have been collected, I am even more confused.

"What does this picture have to do with finding someone?"

The winter picture I saw for the first time depicted a scene of defeat.A large gray sky, oppressive, corpses everywhere, a flag fell to the ground in pieces, a general knelt on it, corresponding to the victory of the other side in the distance, dimly visible the bright lights of the barracks in the distance.

Winter Solstice Festival.

Yan Queqing pointed to the flag and asked, "Does anyone know which country's military flag this is?"

There was a hermit guard Zhongfu, who he recognized belonged to the Jiang Kingdom, which had been annexed by the neighboring country Fan Guo and did not exist a hundred years ago. The winter picture depicts the last battle before the capital of the Jiang Kingdom was destroyed a hundred years ago.

"Hey, I think the general in the winter picture is very similar to the student in autumn, and in the spring picture, it is not a man who buys seeds but a peasant woman. In the countryside, ordinary peasant women will not do business with merchants, let alone buying seeds. Such manual labor and expensive work, where is the husband?"

"You mean this general is his father?"

I think so too, but at least he is a general of a country, why is his wife...

To say that you are poor is an exaggeration. One is poor and the other is white.

Hua Li is very clever, "Could it be that the spring picture is not the beginning, but the winter picture is? It seems that the general's leg was injured, so he made his wife work hard." He quickly denied himself, "No, how can the son rush to the exam after the country is destroyed?"

Zhongfu said, "I think what the third prince said is right, Dongtu is the beginning, because the monarch of Fanguo is a wise monarch and he is much better than Jiangguo's. He didn't do anything to the people of Jiangguo, as long as he doesn't As for the matter, they are treated the same as the people of the Fan Kingdom, as long as they have the ability, they can enter the court and become an official."

It's just that after passing the exam, it's hard to say what the official position is, but the monarch of the Fan Kingdom does have the ability, and this trick is very popular, but after a few years, no one in the Jiang Kingdom mentioned it again, let alone the restoration of the country.

"Then we are looking for Master Miracle's apprentice to be related to these people?"

"Could this scholar be an apprentice?"

"Well, it's very possible."

Kan said, "Fan Kingdom still exists. Since a scholar has taken the exam, he should have an exam paper. If he has an exam paper, he can know how good he is."

Hua Li wanted to laugh that he didn't know how to find the name, but then he thought of the general. There are only a few generals for one effect, and there are portraits, so he quickly found it.

The general was named Feng Jianbai. Unfortunately, he disappeared after the defeat, and there was no information about his wife or son.

That's right, even if the monarch of the Fan Kingdom opened it again, it would be considered a great gift if the heir of the enemy general was not killed.

Yan Queqing had no choice but to lament again that it was great to have Xiuran here, in the past people might not have been able to find it, but now it is hard to say.

One word for Xiuran is "find!"

From the winter picture and the spring picture, it can be inferred that the general's leg may be disabled. In addition to the time of the defeat and some clues, I searched carefully in the villages of Fanguo. After a few days of investigation, there will be news soon.

The scholar's name is Feng Lan, and his wife's name is He Hua. Unfortunately, the two of them are also missing. Both parents have also passed away, and the remaining relatives are not even familiar with their names.

Feng Lan's examination papers were also rubbed out, and Yin Wei couldn't get the original manuscripts despite all his efforts. The chief examiner really liked Feng Lan's examination papers so much. This word is already art, and its content is a rare good article.

This word is indeed beautiful!It is absolutely possible to go to the auction for a staggeringly high price, and then read the content, Yan Queqing was attracted and held on, reading one after another, and after reading it, he felt excited, "Okay, okay."

Seeing Yan Queqing's admiring expression and holding on to the test paper, Xiuran felt uncomfortable. There were only a few sheets of paper like this. If the real person was there, he would have to pay it back.I was curious and looked at it, and said in my heart-it was indeed good.Feng Lan and Yan Queqing have quite similar thoughts, if they know each other, they must be good confidants.

This person Feng Lan is not only good at writing, but also has unique insights and novel ideas. He is not a rambling talk about high-altitude buildings. This person is not only talented as a general, but also full of eclectic knowledge.It is simply a talent that cannot be found!

Indeed, although Feng Lan is a survivor of the Jiang Kingdom, his talent has convinced everyone, and he took an important position out of the ordinary, and it was an edict issued by the king himself.

Feng Lan became famous all of a sudden, but unexpectedly he married He Hua as his wife at this time. Just after the two went home to visit relatives, the whole family disappeared. The king actually issued an arrest warrant for the couple.

If this person is Master Miracle's apprentice, Yan Queqing believes it, but unfortunately this person is missing, if he is there, I'm afraid we will have to talk for a few days and nights.Holding the test paper, I admired it again and again, and my enthusiasm for finding someone was high.

Xiuran looked at him coldly—even more upset.

On the other side, everyone is trying to decipher the map of the four seasons.

Almost all of them have seen the map of the four seasons, saying they can’t see why, but Dui didn’t read it, he knew it was useless to look at it, and the husband didn’t find anything, so—what about touching it?Touching the painting, I feel that the painting is quite uneven, as if the thickness is inconsistent. Hua Li has also touched it before, but the feeling is not as good as that of dui. It takes a pair of hands to feel the very slight inconsistency.

Xiaoyu heard him say, "This material can transmit light."

Needless to say anything else, the two stacked the paintings in the order of spring, summer, autumn and winter, but they didn't find it.

Hua Li said excitedly, "The winter picture is the beginning, and the autumn picture is the end."

The two immediately reversed the order, putting the spring picture on top of the winter picture, the summer picture on top of the spring picture, and finally the autumn picture on top.

A miracle happened.