Chapter 39

Xu's eyes are too penetrating. Through the vast sea of people, he still pokes the eyes of the thief like a knife.

Little thieves almost instinctively feel the danger, get up and run!

The thief who escaped from Gu Jiao's hands, eh... Never!

Gu Jiao chased him into the alley.

The little thief makes the strength of reincarnation come out, but Gu Jiao is still more and more close behind him, and he seems to have chosen a dead end just now. There is no way ahead!

The little thief was flustered, and he pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve.

"Don't come here! Or I'll kill you! " He roared with angry eyes.

Gu Jiao didn't lift her eyelids. She stepped on the wall with one foot and lifted up with the help of force. With the power of lightning, she kicked the thief's dagger with the other foot and kicked it out.

The little thief's big eyes glared. The next second, Gu Jiao fell down and kicked him in the chest. He didn't even have time to scream, so he fell heavily on the ground.

Gu Jiao walked over indifferently, lifted his body with her feet and picked up the purse that fell out of his sleeve.

Xiao LIULANG is still waiting on the bullock cart. Gu Jiao has no time to spend with him, and she doesn't plan to report to the official. She is ready to leave. Unexpectedly, as soon as she turns around, the thief grabs the dagger on the ground quietly.

However, before he did, Gu Jiao stepped on his wrist and immediately broke the bone of his hand.

"Ah --" the thief screamed bitterly again. He didn't understand how the other party did it. She didn't look back. Did she have eyes on the back of her head?

"Get him!"

In front of the alley, a few men dressed as yard guards suddenly glanced at Gu Jiao. They didn't care and ran straight to the thief.

"Did you find it?"

Just then, a young man came panting.

Xu ran too fast and his physical strength was overdrawn. He couldn't run any more and held on to the wall for breath.

Gu Jiao passed him by.

He suddenly said, "Miss Gu?"

Gu Jiao stopped to look at him: "Xiao Qin Xianggong?"

Is the town so small? Catch a thief and meet him?

On the other side, the group of guards holding the thief came back. One of them held a scroll in his hand and presented it to Xiao Qin Xiang to be fair: "young master, I have found it!"

"So fast? Isn't it hard to catch a habitual thief? " Xianggong of Xiao Qin took over the scroll.

The hospital guard looked at Gu Jiao and said, "this girl caught him."

After the last incident, Mr. Qin's impression of Gu Jiao has changed. Although Gu Jiao wronged him by one hundred liang of silver, he is more receptive to her greed than being dogged by her.

"Thank you again this time." Xiao Qin Xianggong said politely.

Gu Jiao glanced at him: "Why are you always stolen?"

Xiao Qin Xianggong said in a friendly way: "it should be that the news has leaked and has been targeted by the right family."

He didn't say the specific news, and Gu Jiao didn't ask.

Gu Jiao just wants to get her money back. It's nothing to do with her. She didn't talk to Mr. Qin any more, and left without expression.

Looking at her back without hesitation, Xianggong Xiaoqin frowned. Is she... Really not interested in herself?

"Young master." Another nurse came to him and said, "I found a handkerchief on the ground. I don't know if it belongs to that girl just now?"

Xiao Qin Xianggong grabs the handkerchief and chases Gu Jiao in the direction of leaving.

When he came to Gu Jiao, Gu Jiao had already bought scallion cake and returned to the ox cart.

"Miss Gu! Miss Gu Xianggong of Xiao Qin is a scholar with high social status. When he went to chase the thief, he drained his strength. This trip was based on his willpower.

He held the cart out of breath and couldn't speak again for a long time.

Xiao LIULANG's eyes became cool.

Gu Jiao shows off her hand and looks like "it has nothing to do with me, I don't know him".

"What's the matter?" Xiao LIULANG asked faintly.

Xianggong of Xiao Qin was stunned and looked at Xiao LIULANG with a look of embarrassment: "ah... Young master Xiao is also here..."

Xiao LIULANG: so you came after me while I was away?!

Xianggong of Xiao Qin handed over the handkerchief: "Miss Gu, your handkerchief has fallen off."

Gu Jiao looked and said, "it's not mine."

"Ah..." Xiao Qin Xianggong was even more embarrassed. He chased all the way, but it wasn't her. How could he feel a little humiliated?

In a hurry, Xianggong of Xiao Qin leaned over, and the portrait in his arms fell down. It happened that he hit the ox cart and spread out at Xiao LIULANG's feet.

It's a picture of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with mountains and water, and a boat with a canopy in the rain. Rao is Gu Jiao does not understand calligraphy and painting, but also feel that this painting is full of ink and has a long artistic conception.

The painting was not easy to come by. His father told him to keep it safe from being seen when he got it.

At this time, the painting suddenly came to light. Xianggong of Xiao Qin was very nervous. It can be seen that Gu Jiao looked at the painting and seemed very curious. He suddenly put the painting away.

He said with some pride: "this is the calligraphy of little Marquis zhaodu! It's called the painting of misty rain in spring mountain. It was written by the young Marquis when he was 12 years old and traveled to the south of the Yangtze River. It's hard to ask for a thousand pieces of money for the paintings of the young marquis. I bought them from my acquaintances at a high price! "

Gu Jiao picked up the painting and opened her eyes wide: "how good is the painting at the age of 12?"

She was so stunned that even the red birthmark on her face was not ugly in the eyes of Mr. Qin.

Xianggong Yu of Xiao Qin said with more and more satisfaction: "it's just his painting. It's said that he was dissatisfied with the painting and threw it away. His servants kept it secretly. If you like... I'll show you more! "

Gu Jiao

Xiao LIULANG's eyes swept lightly from the painting, and then said, "fake."

Xiao Qin Xianggong was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about the painting and immediately jumped: "you are nonsense! This painting of mine is an authentic one. How can it be a fake? "

Xiao LIULANG said, "it's a fake."

Xiao Qin Xianggong raised the volume: "where do you see it is a fake?"

Xiao LIULANG seemed to give him a look that was superfluous: "where don't you see that it's a fake?"

This is too arrogant, it is to say that the painting is too fake to see, where there are flaws.

Xiao Qin Xianggong finally couldn't help but blow up his hair: "what do you know? Do you know painting as a poor scholar? I've been identified by a special person! This is the real work of the young Marquis! "

"He didn't draw this picture." Xiao LIULANG said calmly.

"How do you know he didn't? Do you know him? "

When he said this, Xianggong Xiaoqin laughed.

How could a little cripple in the countryside know the famous young Marquis of zhaodu?

There are many princes in the capital of Zhao state, and there are many sons of princes. They are all small princes, but only one can be called little princes of Zhao state.

The youngest Marquis of zhaodu is the only son of Xuanping marquis. His mother is Princess Xinyang, who is deeply loved by his majesty.

When he was three years old, he went to the Jinluan palace to fight against the Confucians and became famous in the first World War! Four years old into the Imperial College, five years old through reading the National Palace, proficient in six languages!

Dean li of Tianxiang academy ranks first among the four talents in the capital. That's because he has to be 18 years old to get on the talent list. No one has surpassed him in the imperial examination. That's also because the young Marquis has never passed the imperial examination!

When he was 12 years old, he was appointed by his majesty to offer wine to the Imperial Academy. Envoys of five countries all came to celebrate the young man's offering wine. It was the real Fenghua Town, the most famous zhaodu town!

However, the unexpected death of the young marquis in a sudden fire in the Imperial College is due to his incomparable background and talent. It is said that he was burned alive.

He died on New Year's Eve at the age of 14.