Chapter 223 Chapter 223

"Go back to the room. I have a measure." He patted her shoulder lightly. As soon as he put his hand on her shoulder, Caizhu closed her eyes, her heart was full of mixed feelings, sore and soft, her eyes were hot, she was about to cry.But after thinking about it, she felt worthless for herself: the pair in front of her, one is an enemy who has always caused troubles, and the other is a husband who will not hit the south wall and will not give up, what is the use of her being anxious here? !Who is the fool in this family?The man in front of him is the number one fool in the sky!Everyone attached to him to suck blood and eat meat!

Caizhu smiled coldly, turned her head and left. Xianyuan turned around and looked at Mingyue: "Whose life did you say just now? It couldn't be Nan Yi, right?" Mingyue straightened her messy hair without looking up at him: "How do you know?" He laughed instead: "Who can make you so anxious when something happens?" Mingyue took out the document from Xiaolin from her schoolbag, and handed it directly to Xianyu, without any expression on her face: "Nanyi was captured by the Japanese, and the Japanese said, if you take this land sale contract Sign it, and they will release him immediately."

Xianyuan took it from her hand, flipped it back and forth, took a quick look, nodded and said: "Well, as expected. Have you read the contract?" Mingyue shook her head. Xianxuan said with a pleasant face, "Come here and watch something with me." After he finished speaking, he went around the screen of the main hall and walked towards the back door. Mingyue followed him, went out and walked in a courtyard, and then arrived at the old prince's study at the back. The two went up to the second floor and stopped outside the door of the old bookstore. Xianyuan unlocked the lock with the small key in the sleeve, and opened the door, only to see that the walls are full of old books, old calligraphy and paintings, and on the right side is the old prince's red sandalwood desk, on which there is a scroll.

When Mingyue came in, Xianyuan put a stick of incense on the incense burner first, then looked back at Mingyue: "Have you been here before?" "Yeah. I sneaked in with you when I was young." Standing behind the desk, he slowly unfolded the scroll, and said to Mingyue, "You know it too: I, Ama, always slept in the last few years, and was confused when I was awake. When he was a little shrewd, he spoke to me for the last time in this room. He told me two things..." Mingyue came over, took one scroll from Xianyuan’s hand, and slowly unfolded it with him, and found that it was actually a long scroll of scenic spots in Fengtian: May weather, willows are green, alfalfa is blooming in the field and corn is earring , there are young people riding horses on the hills, and the Hun River surrounds the city like a jade belt. The market is so lively and interesting. Some people are spreading pancakes, some are twisting Yangko, some are pulling foreign paintings, some are frying chestnuts, and some are holding children. Watching the bustle, I didn't notice that there were people nearby who were going to do some petty business... Mingyue bent down, lowered her head to look carefully, and found that there was a small plot in this painting, a shirtless man surrounded by a circle of people Applause - he is shaking the empty banner...

Mingyue raised her head and asked Xianyu: "Who is this in this painting?" "Your father." "Who drew this picture?" "I am Ama." He replied, "When he is free, he draws this picture here without reading a book, and adds it when he knows some interesting scenes and things in this city. You can see it Right? This is the big stage, this is Zhaoling Mausoleum, this is the Yellow Temple... That day he was in the yard watching your father shaking the empty flag for fun, and he heard him talk about performing arts in the past, so he also painted it..."