Chapter 562: Hit the carriage

But Shen Qingci still felt a little inexplicably cold here, and she couldn't help but touch her arm.
It's no wonder that the eldest brother had said that he was afraid to enter his father's study. She asked the eldest brother why, eldest brother just smiled bitterly, saying that if she is free, she can see it in person.
And Shen Qingci finally knows now, what is the reason?
When she came out, she also let people in, and threw everything in the house into the warehouse. As for Shen Dingshan, she drank and enjoyed herself happily.
This was bought by his daughter, so if you want to put it into the warehouse, you just put it in the warehouse. He doesn't stop it, it doesn't matter if it is broken.
And how could Shen Qingci smash these things? She bought them for real money. Of course, they were all things she liked very much, and they were all genuine products. If they were sold, they would be worth a lot of silver.
Although she is gaining gold every day, it is still far from enough, so naturally this silver cannot be wasted.
Soon, the pots and pots in this room were all moved out, and I felt a lot of light inside in an instant. Of course, there was no such thing as the wind blowing on the body as soon as I came in. .
Shen Qingci felt good when it was the women who cleaned the inside and outside of the house.
She took out the calligraphy and painting of Old Shisheng, and hung it on the wall.
When the scroll was opened, the cup that Shen Dingshan had just picked up fell to the ground.
"this is……"
He hurried forward, he couldn't believe his eyes. Is this the painting of Old Man Shi Sheng?
He rubbed his eyes involuntarily, and his fingers touched the canvas. Looking at the color of the paper and the depth of the abrasion, he knew that it had been around for nearly a hundred years, and it was still intact. It should be rare.
He can now conclude that this is the handwriting of Old Man Shi Sheng.
"A Ning, where did you find it?"
Shen Dingshan touched his chin. He really liked and satisfied with this painting too much. It didn’t matter even if everything in the house was emptied, as long as he gave him such a calligraphy and painting of Old Man Shisheng. can.
"I found it from the treasure trove of branding and worry, I will find a better one later, and then send it to daddy."
Shen Qingci said that his face was neither flushed nor panting.
"You kid..."
Shen Dingshan's face pulled, "How can you take his paintings over to give him away?"
"He wants to give it away."
"En," Shen Dingshan was satisfied.
"This is a good son-in-law," he stood a little further away. He was completely satisfied with the painting on the wall, and of course he couldn't put it down.
Even if there was nothing full of the house, he didn't feel anything was wrong.
Coincidentally, someone from outside came to pass the message, the food was already ready, and they could go over to eat.
Shen Dingshan is taking his daughter out to eat. Of course, it is also a good way to guard the things inside, so as not to be stolen. The paintings of the old man Shi Sheng are afraid that it will be difficult to find the first place in the world. Duplicate, this is not allowed to be taken by others.
The chef in the Fuzhong prepared a large table of dishes, which was simple and economical. Although there were many dishes, there were a lot of dishes on each plate, which was enough for two people.
When Shen Qing resigned, Shen Dingshan was still reluctant to bear his daughter. His eyes were all red, so he decided that in a few days, he would go and give his son-in-law a good guide, and his few others are waiting for guard.
They are still personal guards, they are so tattered, even his men can’t beat them, and they have the face to call them peerless masters, yes, don’t they want to be peerless masters, then he will let them become a veritable master Peerless master.
At this time, Evergreen, who was standing faithfully outside the gate of Shuo Palace, couldn't help but fought a cold war.
"Longer, why do I feel like hairy?"
He couldn't help touching his arm. Who do you think is thinking of me again?
Chang Geng still stood blankly, and of course he was unwilling to say a word. Chang Qing had to touch his nose, and regarded himself as boring. Anyway, he didn't know how many times he was ignored by Chang Geng. I'm used to it a long time ago.
Long Gengniang must give birth to a lot of things, so she is expressionless and heartless.
It's like dumb and deaf, and it's not normal everywhere.
Therefore, he, a normal person, would never care about the abnormal long-term.
Just...
If he hugs his arm again, it is strange. Why does he feel this way? Could it be that someone is thinking about him, should he go to the temple to burn some high incense? Again, I was worried by those ghosts and monsters.
He is still thinking about him here, but he doesn’t know. It’s not a monster, ghost, or snake who is calculating at this time. Of course, even if he burns a lot of incense, the person will come and leave. go.
Even his master respected one-third of the people, how could he be disrespectful, how could he not be afraid?
Besides, Shen Qingci has already gotten into his own carriage. The carriage is very spacious and the place is even bigger. There are also some snacks on the table. The wheels of the carriage are also big. Of course, it is more than normal when walking on the road. The carriage is much smoother.
Holding a travel notebook, she also tilted her body, and the journey was relaxed and relaxed.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped without warning. Fortunately, the soft pillow behind her slowed the momentum, so she didn't get hurt.
"What's the matter?" Shen Qingci sat up straight, "Why did you stop?"
"Let me see." Bai Mei quickly jumped out of the carriage, and when he saw the person in front, his face also pulled up.
How could it be them?
She returned to the carriage again, her tone of voice was not too good.
"Madam, someone hit our carriage." The road is so wide, why don't you hit them? It's clear that they are looking for trouble, right?
"Who is it?" Shen Qingci also opened the curtain of the carriage. Seeing Baimei's cold face, is it possible, or is he not the person he knew?
"Who else can it be?"
Bai Mei murmured, "Who else is there besides that Shen Yueshu? He also said that he is the surname Shen, not by the name of the Shen family. This is too shameful."
"She was originally named Shen."
Shen Qingci lowered the curtain. Now that he knew who it was, he didn't need to look at anything anymore?
"Let the coachman change his way.
Shen Qingci's words were crooked on the soft pillow again.
But Baimei was unhappy when she heard that she changed her way.
"Madam, why did we change our way? It's not our fault. Is it possible that we are still afraid of Shen Yueshu?"