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Chapter 462 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (12)

When the young master of Liu's mansion saw the man's interested eyes, his heart tightened slightly.

Even though the other party spoke politely, Liu Zhiyuan knew that he and this noble man were not even friends, and the other party came to him because he needed his father for something.

Even someone as arrogant as his father had to bow his head in front of this noble man.

Liu Zhiyuan cupped his hands respectfully, and truthfully stated what he knew inside.

"Master, that is Miss Su from Su's silk shop. She is just an ordinary merchant's daughter. Normally, my father would not have given her a painting. I don't know what happened today..."

And that painting was the landscape of Dongcheng painted by my father this month. My father always said that this painting was the best one he had painted recently, and he was proud of it.

Once a businessman was willing to pay a high price to buy it, but he didn't agree.

Why is it given to a little girl now?

Liu Zhiyuan was also puzzled.

"Perhaps there is something special about that girl?"

The man who was called the son of the world smiled faintly. There was not much expression on that astonishingly handsome face, but his eyes were as deep as ink, which seemed somewhat dark and difficult to distinguish.

……

And Liu Zhiyuan just smiled awkwardly. Seeing that he was going to be cold, he racked his brains and wanted to think of more topics to please the other party.

——Who made this the eldest son of Yongchang Palace, Murong Chen.

His father, Murong Yuan, the king of Yongchang, has made great military exploits, and he is also a brother of the current Holy Master, so the relationship is extremely close.

Now the sage is old and has no son under his knees, and all the princes in the early years died young.

Everyone was spreading rumors in private that if the beauties in the harem still had nothing to show for another five years, maybe this eldest son would be adopted as the future crown prince.

Regardless of the difference between the prince and the prince, if this master sits on the dragon chair of the Great Xia Dynasty in the future, it will be really great.

There are quite a few people in the court who support this matter, but there is no movement in the Yongchang Palace, and even once a minister asked to adopt Murong Chen to the royal family, King Yongchang was the first to veto it.

The most intriguing thing is that the Wang family of Yongchang Princess and the current queen are also sisters born of compatriots.

Everyone wondered whether King Yongchang and Princess Yongchang had already discussed with Empress Shengshang, and it would be more reasonable to wait a few years to change their names.

Otherwise, if there is such a good thing that the position of prince falls to their own family, they still take the initiative to refuse? !
……

Liu Zhiyuan's thoughts were full of thoughts, he pondered for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

"My son is from the capital, so he should have heard of Duan Feiyang, the son of the capital judge, right? And that Miss Su just divorced Duan Feiyang, and now the city is full of trouble."

Murong Chen had heard about Duan Feiyang.

Because the other party's reputation of being ignorant and promiscuous in the capital had already spread, and later disappeared inexplicably. As Duan Feiyang's father, the judge of the capital government turned his hair gray in a few nights.

"The son of the general judge of the capital? Isn't he missing? And how could he have anything to do with that girl, and he wants to withdraw from the marriage contract?"

A strange gleam flashed in Murong Chen's eyes.

The scene where Su Qinghuan hurried past with the scroll in his arms could not help but emerge in his mind.

——Even if you don't know his identity, but even if you just look at his face, there are very few women who regain their composure so quickly when they see him for the first time.

The girl was an interesting person.

"That's a long story. That Mr. Duan fell into the water and lost his memory and wandered to the East City area. He happened to be rescued by Miss Su, and the Su family wanted to marry him. Who knew that this Mr. Duan was a master of meat and vegetables. There was an affair, so Miss Su withdrew from the engagement."

"She knows Duan Feiyang's life experience?"

Murong Chen's phoenix eyes lightly swept across Liu Zhiyuan.

Liu Zhiyuan took a breath, always felt that when the elder son looked at him calmly, his eyes seemed to be iced and snowed, seemingly close, but actually alienated.

Liu Zhiyuan lowered his head hastily.

"That's what's so strange about this matter. It's common for men to be promiscuous, but Miss Su is a fiery person."

"Ms. Su spent a lot of money to help Duan Feiyang recover his memory and his life experience. But just like that, she also insisted on retiring the engagement."

"Oh?"

"It's true that the personality is too strong."

Murong Chen smiled noncommittally.

"Okay, take me to see your father."

"Okay, my son, please come here."

……

Prefect Liu had already been waiting respectfully for Murong Chen in the study.

This time the Holy Majesty sent Murong Chen to Dongcheng to inspect, especially issues like people's livelihood and flooding.

Liu Zhifu was also beating drums in his heart, wondering whether this is because the current emperor deliberately wanted to make this nephew the crown prince, and before that, he should give Murong Chen some achievements.

"My lord, you have come to the humble house, it is really radiant."

"Prefect Liu was just joking. I bought a few of your calligraphy and paintings in the early years, and I especially like your ink paintings of mountains and rivers. I didn't expect that this time, I would be the first to get there."

There was a casual smile on Murong Chen's face.

But Liu Zhifu was startled.

"Does my son like my paintings? I really appreciate my love. There are a lot of my new paintings here, but the painting style is simple, I don't know if I can catch my eyes."

Murong Chen glanced at the dazzling array of works in the hall. He didn't know if it was preconceived, or the beauty was delicate and delicate holding the scroll in his hand, which made people have the artistic conception of a beautiful woman in an empty valley. He always felt that the works in the courtyard were inferior.

"I only love the one just now."

"Which one?"

Liu Zhifu looked puzzled.

He didn't see the scene where Su Qinghuan and Murong Chen collided, so naturally he couldn't guess it.

"nothing……"

Murong Chen's mind was far away.

Although that little girl was young, but she was able to resolutely divorce her fiancé regardless of her fiancé's family background, so she must not disappoint such a beautiful work.

Just when Murong Chen wanted to ask Liu Zhifu about other things, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the water conservancy map manuscript that Su Qinghuan had given Liu Zhifu before he left.

The man's interested phoenix eyes suddenly burst into brilliance.

He understands the value of this water conservancy map better than anyone else.

I thought that the works in this study were all mediocre, but I didn't expect such a "magic work" to be missed.

"Prefect Liu, is this your idea? If I'm not mistaken, is it to be used to dredge floods?"

Liu Zhifu was about to speak, but he saw Murong Chen staring at the annotations of those water conservancy maps fascinated.

"Huh...the lower script with the hairpin flower in your hand is quite interesting."

In the Great Xia Dynasty, there were very few men who could practice hairpin lower script.

This is obviously from the handwriting of a woman.

The most peculiar thing is that most of the people who write hairpin flowers in lower regular script have no form but spirit, or they are weak and boneless, which looks too soft and loses the strength of calligraphy.

However, this handwriting, with only a few strokes, is well-prepared in shape and spirit, elegant and restrained.

(End of this chapter)