The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 462 The business woman who was murdered for money (12)

  The little young man in Liu Mansion's heart tightened slightly when he saw the man's interesting eyes.

  Even though the other party was polite, Liu Zhiyuan knew that he and this nobleman were not even friends. The other party came to him, but he had to use his father for something.

  Even a proud man like his father had to bow his head in front of this nobleman.

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

  "My son, the girl Su from the Su's silk shop is just the daughter of an ordinary merchant. My father should not give her paintings, and I don’t know what happened today..."

  Furthermore, the painting is still the landscape of Dongcheng that my father drew this month. My father has always said that this painting is the best one he has painted recently, and he is proud of it.

   Once there was a businessman who was willing to pay a high price to buy it, but he did not agree.

  How could it be given to a little girl now?

  Liu Zhiyuan was also puzzled.

  "Perhaps, what is so special about that girl?"

  The man who was called the son of the world smiled faintly. There was not much expression on the handsome face that was shocked by the heavens, but his eyes were as dark as ink, which was a bit dark and indistinguishable.

  ……

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

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

  His father, Yongchang Wang Murongyuan, has made great achievements, and he is also a brother to the current saint, and the relationship is very close.

  Now the sage is old and old, and there is no son under his knees. The early princes have died.

  Everyone is telling in private that if the beauty in the saint's harem still has nothing to do in another five years, maybe this elder son will be adopted as the future prince.

  Don't look at the word difference between the prince and the prince, if this grandfather sits on the dragon chair of the Great Xia Dynasty in the future, it will be really remarkable.

  There are still many people in the court who supported this matter, but the Yongchang Prince’s Mansion did not show the slightest movement, and even once a minister asked Murong Chen to adopt the matter to the royal family, it was the first Yongchang King to veto it.

  The most intriguing thing is that the princess of Yongchang and the current queen are also sisters of their compatriots.

  Everyone wondered whether King Yongchang and Princess Yongchang had already discussed with Queen Shengshang, and they had to wait for a few more years to change the name to make it more plausible.

  Otherwise, if there is such a good thing that the crown prince is in their own home, they still actively refuse? !

  ……

  Liu Zhiyuan had many thoughts, he thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something.

  "My son came from the capital, I should have heard of Duan Feiyang, the son of the Beijing government, right? And the girl Su just retired from Duan Feiyang, and now she is making trouble in the city."

  Murongchen had heard of Duan Feiyang.

  Because the other party’s reputation for being unlearned and tricky in Beijing has spread, and later disappeared inexplicably. As Duan Feiyang’s father, the Jingfu Tongjuan can be described as gloomy and white in a few nights.

   "The son of the Beijing government? Isn't he missing? And how could he have a relationship with that girl, and have a marriage contract to leave?"

  A strange stream of light flashed in Murong Chen's eyes.

  Can't help but see the scene of Su Qinghuan hurriedly walking by holding the scroll 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 recover so quickly when they see him for the first time.

  This girl is an interesting person.

"That's a long story. The young man Duan fell into the water with amnesia and lived in the East City area. He happened to be rescued by Miss Su. The Su mansion wanted to recruit. Who knew that young man Duan was an unscrupulous lord, with the maid of Su Mansion. There was an affair, so Miss Su retired."

   "She knows Duan Feiyang's life experience?"

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

  Liu Zhiyuan took a breath, always feeling that when the son of this world looked at him calmly, his eyes seemed to quench the ice and snow, seeming to be close, but in fact alienated.

  Liu Zhiyuan hurriedly lowered his head.

  "This is what makes this thing strange. For men, it's common to provoke flowers and grass, and Ms. Su is a fierce person."

   "Duan Feiyang was able to restore her memory and regain her life. It was Ms. Su who spent a lot of money to help make it, but in this way, she also insisted on retiring."

"Oh?"

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

  Murongchen smiled non-committal.

   "Okay, take me to see your father."

   "Okay, please come here, Shi Ziye."

  ……

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

  This time, the saint sent Murong Chen to the East City for inspection, especially on issues such as people’s livelihood and flooding.

  Prefect Liu was also beating a drum in his heart, wondering if the current saint deliberately made this nephew the prince, and before that, he would give Murong Chen some achievements.

  "My son, you are here to visit the humble house, it is truly brilliant."

  "Prefect Liu was joking. I had bought a few of your calligraphy and paintings in the early years. I especially liked your ink paintings of mountains and rivers. Unexpectedly, this time, people will be the first to board."

  A casual smile appeared on Murong Chen’s face.

   But Liu Zhifu was startled.

   "Does Shi Ziye like my paintings? I really love them. There are many new works I painted here, but the style is simple, I don't know if they can be in the eyes of Ziye."

  Murong Chen scanned the dazzling array of works in the hall, wondering whether it was preconceived, or the beauty of the slender hand holding the scroll, which gave people the artistic conception of a beautiful woman in the empty valley. He always felt that the works in the courtyard were inferior.

   "I love the one just now."

   "Which one?"

  Prefect Liu looked confused.

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

"nothing……"

  Murong Chen has a long way to go.

  Although the young girl is young, she can resolutely retreat regardless of her fiance's family background, and she will certainly not live up to such a beautiful work.

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

  The man's phoenix eyes burst into radiance suddenly.

  He knows the value of this water map better than anyone.

   originally thought that the works in this study were all mediocre, but he did not expect to miss such a "divine work".

   "Premier Liu, this is your idea? If I guess right, is it to be used to dredge the flood?"

  Prefect Liu was about to speak, but he saw Murong Chen staring at the annotations of the water conservancy diagrams.

  "Hey...this hand-pin flowered in lower case, it has a bit of meaning."

  There are very few men in the Daxia dynasty who can practice lower-case letters.

  This obviously comes from a woman's handwriting.

  The most peculiar thing is that most people write hairpins in lower case, which is tangible and not godless, or they are weak and boneless, looking too soft and losing the vigor of calligraphy.

  However, this handwriting is just a few strokes, but it is full of shape and spirit, beautiful and well-organized.

  (End of this chapter)