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Xu had no choice but to go back.Sitting down in the living room and drinking a cup of tea, Liu Jiazheng came over.

Liu Jiazheng's thin body is especially weak under the white suit.There was a tiredness that couldn't be concealed with a smile on his face.Liu Jiazheng sat down and greeted him, saying the same thing as Liu Baozhu.

Xu interrupted his polite words, "Is Liu Jiaguang here again?"

Liu Jiaguang, son of Liu's parents.Before the Liu family made a fortune, they were conscientious young men of the three good deeds. After the death of Liu's mother, she was overly sad and went astray.Almost ruined Liu's family to provide for his hypocritical boundless happiness.

That's right.Liu Jiaguang is a drug addict.

There are not many dudes in Anju Island.One for Liu Jiaguang, one for Ye Ke, they made a companion.Eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are all decathlons.

The two families have the same attitude towards these prodigal sons and drive them out of the house.In the previous life, it was also heard that Ye Ke led Liu Jiaguang into the pit.I don't know if it's true or not.In order to prevent Shunzi from turning against Duanzi after he knew about it, Ju even found someone to suppress these rumors.

He was so straightforward that Liu Jiazheng couldn't hold back his face anymore.Liu Jiazheng got up, put his coat on his hands, and took him to Meiyuan to find his second sister who didn't have a drink.

Unexpectedly, the door of the living room was pushed open from the outside first, and a blue lightning flew over Liu Jiazheng, and flew over to hug Xu tightly.

Liu Jiaming, who was drunk, was refreshing and charming in denim suspenders.He hiccupped, nodded Xu's head, and stuck out his tongue, "Housekeeping, my silly brother, I told you that the green plum wine is ready, but you don't believe me, it's not good for you."

Liu Jiazheng covered his mouth and nose to prevent himself from being smelled by his second sister's alcohol, "How much did you drink?"

"A little bit. Everyone gets drunk when they are not drunk. Uh~ I want to sing a song."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands as if there was no one else around, and sang loudly, "You are about to drink, don't stop drinking. Let's sing a song with Junge, please listen to me for me."

"Joke. My sister was drunk."

Liu Jiazheng came forward to pull people, but he was not as wide as Liu Jiaming, and the two of them were staggering together.She was so frightened that Liu Baozhu, who had just closed the door and turned around to see, covered her mouth and let out a sound of surprise.

Xu stepped forward to give his hand.Hold people up easily.

Liu Jiaming fixed his body, looked to the left and then to the right, "Huh? Why are there two housekeepers?"

With embarrassment on his face, Liu Jiazheng wanted to take away his embarrassing sister.Xu Qingqing pointed to the sofa and sang, "The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive,"

Liu Jiaming pointed at him with a slight smile, and walked over to lie down by himself.He continued to sing, "I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

Xu beat the drums and said, "I won't wake up again."

Liu Jiaming folded his hands on his stomach and lay upright, closing his eyes and resting his mind.Prolonged the voice and sang, "Once upon a time, all the sages and sages were lonely oh oh oh, he was the only drinker,"

Xu stepped on the drum and continued, "Keep it, leave your name."

The person on the sofa snapped his fingers and praised him with his thumb up, "Xiaoxu is so energetic this time! Just wait! I'll sing with you when I wake up. I'm going to drink~" This is considered sober.

Seeing that he was about to sing again, Liu Jiazheng became impatient, "You go to sleep. I haven't told you yet when you drank just after your period."

"Oh." Liu Jiaming pursed his lips in grievance. "Unhappy. Baozhu hugs."

Liu Baozhu went over, squatted down on the edge of the sofa, and buried her head in her arms.Liu Jiaming smiled and raised his hands.

"We haven't left yet!" Liu Jiazheng shouted angrily, closed the door, and ordered his servants to guard the door to prevent anyone from entering.He dragged Xu Chang to sit in the lobby.

An old man was sitting in the lobby.Sitting in the host seat and making tea.Her face was ruddy and her complexion was good.The well-trimmed beard was inch-thick, giving it a somewhat brutish appearance.

Liu Jiazheng stepped forward to call Dad, and sat down.

This person is Liu Yishou, the father of the Liu family's four children.The old man stretched out his hand, put down a cup of hot tea in front of Xu, and beckoned him to sit down.

A child screamed upstairs.Xu still didn't understand what happened.Liu Baozhu rushed out of Liu Jiaming's room and rushed to catch him in the corridor on the second floor.

The kid on the other end was about 10 years old, about the same age as Mouse Payson.Behind him were several servants who were scrambling to grab him.The child is small in stature, turning left and right, and three or five servants can't do anything to him.

"Dazai! Go back!" Master Liu downstairs shouted.

Liu Jiada, the youngest child of the Liu family, was terrified when he saw his father sitting in town.Seeing Liu Baozhu in front seemed to see a savior, she rushed over and grabbed Liu Baozhu's leg, begging: "Sister Baozhu, help me. I don't want to write. I don't want to write anymore. Let the second sister write. She wasn't in charge of writing. Is it? I want to go out to play. I want to go out to play football. I want to go out. Please. Where is the second sister? Go and ask the second sister to come and save me!"

"Xiaoxu, I'm sorry. I'm really rude. This is my younger brother Liu Jiada. Excuse me. Dazai, go back to the study. Have you practiced your handwriting yet?"

"I don't practice! Third brother? No third brother. Third brother no." Pushing Liu Baozhu again in a hurry, "Go!"

"Fourth son, keep your voice down, the lady is asleep."

"What? This drunkard who poured three cups! It's over. Hey hey, third brother, listen to me. I, don't you feel sorry for Dazai? Third brother!" Liu Jiada looked like he was going to kill me, and was pressed Liu Jiazheng who came upstairs carried it back to the study.

Liu Yishou joked three times in a row before erasing this episode.I asked some nonsense that you and housekeeping are classmates, and housekeeping is still used to it at school.

The only time Jiaming was mentioned was that he asked, "What class is Jiaming studying now?"

My father doesn't know what class his daughter is in?Xu was also quite embarrassed.

Xu glanced at the blue watch and said until eleven o'clock, when it was almost time for dinner, Liu Yishou took him to his study on the third floor to read calligraphy and paintings.

The four walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings of the Seven Princes.Xu almost thought that he was visiting the exhibition of the seventh prince's works.The guests are seated on both sides of the rosewood tea table.There is a recess for a tea seat on the tabletop, but there are no teacups or teapots.Obviously prepared.Xu waited quietly.

Sure enough, Liu took down a pair of "My Son" from the wall with one hand.Carefully unfold inch by inch.

Xu stood watching from the side, and said in his mouth, "Bai Lu came to the hall on a cold autumn night, and Qi Ming said goodbye to Mei Yuanlang. Why do old men and new sons ask, a round of Jiaxu mistakenly made Yang."

"This is the last surviving painting of the Seventh Prince. My son. It was written for Jiaming. Where is your poetry collection?"

Xu took out Huang Pi's collection of poems from his pocket, spread out a page and laid it flat on the table.The two compared each other word by word and found that the words were exactly the same.

Liu Yishou confirmed that this manuscript was the authentic work of the Seventh Prince.He pressed his hand on the manuscript and stroked it carefully.

Xu smiled wryly, "The dilapidated collection of handwritten poems left by my grandfather turned out to be the original work of the Seventh Prince of the previous dynasty? Master Liu, stop joking."

The gesture is to tear it down and tear it down.Liu Yishou didn't dare to force it.Reluctantly let go.Before Liu Yishou turned his face, Xu domineeringly snatched back his poetry collection.

Liu Yishou watched Xu casually roll the poetry collection and put it on the belt around his waist roughly.Distressed face contorted.

"I'm Liu Yishou, no kidding. 90."

"Not for sale."

Liu put away the pair of "My Son" with one hand.Ask him to sit down and serve tea.Sigh first.

"Everyone knows that the calligraphy and paintings of the Seventh Prince are valuable. Even the Seventh Prince doesn't know. Even if he knew, he didn't care. He was so cruel that he burned all the manuscripts. Even if they are salvaged, they will be damaged. The ones that are still intact are not gifted in the past. A friend's one word is occasionally used to help the poor. The poor man later sold a thousand dollars for one word. The real version of a word for a thousand gold. The poor can buy medicine to save his wife. After getting rich, he bought that word back for double the price. Do you know that What is the word?"

Xu said frankly, "I don't know."

"That word is Liu. Liu's Liu. That poor man is me."

When Liu Yishou said this, he lowered his head, then raised his head again, with water in his eyes.I don't know what to think of, I laughed.Smiling and laughing, two lines of muddy tears rolled down.Xu couldn't tell if he was real or fake.

"The Seventh Prince was kind to our Liu family. That year, my father passed away. I didn't even have any money to bury him. People say that the Seventh Prince was kind-hearted and often helped the poor. I was thinking, can I go to Liang Yuan to ask for a favor?" Ten Wen is enough for my father to buy straw mats for burial. I will kneel down.

I waited and waited until the gorgeous car drove in and out.Still can't wait for the seventh prince in the house to come out.I drove out of the house in the gorgeous car in the early morning and waited until noon.

Hard work pays off.I finally waited for it.I remember when the sun was going down.The Seventh Prince can count.At that time, I didn't know that the down-and-out scholar in white was the Seventh Prince.When I saw him coming out, I wanted to leave.

I think this is out of the question.Think about it, is it worthwhile for a son of a rich family to come out and give you money?

He also apologized to me for not waking him up.

I figured it was a servant or something.I just said that you don't have much money to work here. If your master doesn't come out, then he doesn't want to give it to me. I'm not such a thick-skinned person.I got up and left.

He stopped me, took me to a shop selling calligraphy on the street, and told me to sit shirtless.

I don't know why I believed his evil.He stands behind me.I felt like something was crawling on my back.He said okay, let me go to the mirror.When I saw it, he actually wrote a big Liu character on my back with ink!

Although I am a rough person, I still know what it means to have body, hair, and skin from my parents.He even scribbled on my back!

I was so angry at that time!It's fine if you don't give me money, you write something to humiliate me!

It was written on my back and I couldn't erase it.Pushing him down, this weak chicken ran to the river, looking at his back made me sad!When did I, Liu Yishou, suffer such grievances? If it wasn’t for burying my dead father, who would want to go to your house against the north wind early in the morning to beg you?

Fortunately, when I was about to wipe the ink on my body with water, a woman as beautiful as a fairy followed me to stop me.She must be the Goddess of Mercy sent by heaven.She stuck a piece of paper on my back, printed that word, and gave me three bars of gold.

After burying my father, I used the remaining money to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones to resell.Later, when Jia Ming learned to write, I asked him to pretend to be the handwriting of the Seventh Prince, and made a few copybooks, earning a little money.I used the money to buy some authentic calligraphy and paintings and mixed them with Jiaming's fake calligraphy and paintings.Then sell them all at a high price.

This back and forth several times, little by little earned the prototype of the current Liu.Up to now, our Liu family and your Ning family have each held Liu ears and based ourselves on Anju Island.These days are better.

Others see that we have the capital to challenge the big crocodiles, and we just say that we have an investment of hundreds of billions.In fact, I put most of my money into Rishengchang and borrowed it from Mr. Ning.Not anymore.We can't do the business over there.When I am old, my hands, feet and brain cannot keep up with young people.Now Mrs. Liu is in the care of my two children.

I am free.When I am old and rich, I want to buy some heirlooms for my children and grandchildren, but the market is full of fakes that I sold back then.At that time, I was poor and had no knowledge.Now I was harmed by myself back then.He is right, I live for money, and sooner or later I will die for money.

He likes calligraphy and painting.I placed him in the small bamboo forest on the other side of the road.He loves it.Write a poem and name it Meiyuan as if you were treating your own child.The row of plum trees against the wall in the yard was planted by himself.He wrote and painted there every day.Just refused to leave me a pair.Never give it to me! "

Speaking of this, Liu beat his chest with one hand and stomped his feet.Xu, who was delighted to learn that the Seventh Prince was here as he wished, was taken aback.

"died?"

"Burn." Liu slammed his crutch on the floor with one hand, and said angrily, "It's all burned! That cruel man! Don't sell me calligraphy and paintings. Don't leave me a single word! He yelled again, Ruirui It’s not good to live in mine. I want to find a reason to make him feel better. We have been arguing about this for most of our lives. Fortunately, when he fell asleep, he touched Jiaming’s head and said, it’s better to live longer In the past few years, "My Son" was written for Jiaming."

As he spoke, Liu grabbed Xu's hand with one hand as if he had grabbed a savior. "Xiao Xu, you are a filial person. My old man has no other hope, and I don't have a few days to live. You see, my wall is full of his calligraphy and paintings. But I don't believe any of them. He said, these are all It wasn't written by him. I don't know if what he said is true or not. I just know that this "My Son" must be true. But this one is for Jiaming. You can't be buried with me. You This collection of poems,"

"It's a family heirloom. It's not for sale." No matter how tragic your story is, you deserve it.Xu didn't say this.

Liu wiped away tears with one hand, and placed Xu's hand on Xu's, which made Xu shiver from the cold.

Liu Yishou failed to make a plan and made another plan, begging: "Then can you fulfill my wish and take a few genuine products from Jiaming's hand and put them in my coffin? Then I will be satisfied."

"You tell it yourself."

"Jia Ming and his Seventh Uncle are in the same group. They won't give it to me."

What do you want me to be an outsider about your own family?Xu thought so in his heart, but his face was very embarrassed, he quietly withdrew his hand, and said: "Jiaming may not have her seventh uncle's calligraphy and painting. My father taught me to write by hand, and I didn't write on paper. One word."

Liu grabbed him back one by one, and said firmly: "There must be!"

Xu was taken aback by his loud roar in his ear.

"I'm sorry. I was excited at the moment. That person likes to write poems and give them away. To people he likes. He doesn't like my dirty money. He likes Jiaming, a child. My wife saw him in Asahi's Yu Hui carried Jiaming in his arms, walked out of the bamboo forest, and brought him back to my house. Except for that one time, he has never stepped out of the bamboo forest. I don’t believe that he doesn’t favor Jiaming.”

He asked again, "How is your skill?"

Xu turned his head, "It's still possible to find something."

"That's good. I'm looking forward to you going to the plum garden and looking for it. It's good to find half a word."

Liu Yishou means stealing.Please ask an outsider to steal his daughter's things, luckily he figured it out.

If it wasn't for sneaking into the plum garden to find the Seventh Prince, Xu would not have agreed to this drudgery.

On the way from the path, there are bamboo forests covering the sky and the sun on the left and right sides of Xu.Use straw to tie the road below, and fix the pressed bamboo back to both sides.A bluestone slab was laid in the middle to prevent them from sprouting from the ground up.This is a way.

In front of the ashram, there are two clumps of arhat bamboos with fat bellies.It can be seen how much the owner prefers bamboo.

However, this place is called Meiyuan.Because it is not allowed to plant bamboo next to the dojo.I'm afraid it will grow into a clump and flood the dojo.As if to compensate, the big yard in the plum garden is full of plums.

Xu sneaked in, hid behind the Arhat bamboo, and looked inside.In the dojo with bright and clean windows, Liu Jiaming was squatting, pushing a rag to wipe the tatami back and forth.

My wife loves to be clean.At the same time, cleaning the dojo is also a way for her to reflect on herself.When the Ning family abused the hot spring project, she also worried about getting Meiyuan to clean the floor all night.

Xu waited patiently.After Liu Jiaming went in to wash the dishcloth, he quickly climbed up the beam of the house, and then wandered back and forth along the beam in the dojo on nearly three acres of land.

The dojo is empty.Not to mention the calligraphy of the Seventh Prince, I couldn't even find a single piece of paper.Xu thought, forget it.When I went back, I looked down, and the people below just looked up at him on the beam.

There was no surprise on Liu Jiaming's face.Rather, expect?

"Hey." Picking up the warm green plum wine in his hand, he toasted him, "Thank you for your hard work. Come down and have a drink before leaving."

Indeed, with such a small trick, how can I hide it from Liu Jiaming, a master of martial arts?In her previous life, all of Ju's abilities were taught by her senior brother.

Xu didn't hide anything, and told Liu Yishou's commission.

Liu Jiaming laughed out loud after hearing this. "Uncle Qi really loves me very much. He taught me how to write. But all the characters he wrote were burned up."

It's the same as what Liu Yishou said.Xu took a sip of the just-hot green plum wine, "I understand. If her seventh uncle wants to exist, he must be so low-key that he doesn't exist. People who should have died on the execution ground, of course, can't let their calligraphy and paintings survive on a deserted island."

Plum wine is not enough for a year.It is said to be wine, but it is actually very light and the alcohol content is not high.Liu Jiaming used the kind of small wine glass that two fingers can wrap around the rim.Xu took a sip, and it was gone.

"It's you, an outsider, who can see clearly. But my father doesn't believe me! He insisted that I secretly hid Uncle Qi's calligraphy and painting."

Liu Jiaming took out an ice-cracked wide-mouth bowl from under the bamboo shelf in front of him.Lift the plum blossom-shaped wine pot with a big belly and a narrow mouth and fill it up for him.I poured a little from the plum bottle on the coffee table beside me into the empty jug, put it on the bamboo frame, and cleared the coal underneath.Warm a little bit.

Liu Jiaming picked coal with his head down.Xu could not see her expression when she said this.Just listening to the tone, it seems a bit bitter.Perhaps Liu Yishou pushed her too much on this matter, so Xu didn't think much about it.

"He said you were the only one who let Uncle Seven out of the Plum Garden."

silence.There is only the fragrance of plum wine in the air.

The occasional sound of coal exploding alarmed the two of them.