Does your husband only love his wife?I turned around and left the house to marry a villain

Xie Jinyun walked into the hall, blessed Master Chang in front of the case, and replied loudly: "This painting is not called "Fuchun River Scenery", but "Fuchun River Scenery" painted by the painter Wang Gong 50 years ago. "Fuyang Mountain Dwelling".

As soon as Xie Jinyun finished speaking, the person who went to appraise the painting sent a servant to report the truth to Master Chang.

After Lord Chang heard what the boy said, he couldn't help but look at Xie Jinyun one more time, with a look of shock on his face: "It is really the "Fuyang Mountain Residence" that the prince lost 50 years ago."

Mr. Chang checked with the boy again and again. The boy nodded, gave Mr. Chang a piece of paper and then left.

Chang Daren said: "Madam, continue to tell me, where did you find out that the painting is the lost "Dwelling in the Fuyang Mountains"."

Xie Jinyun looked back at Mr. Nanshan.

Mr. Nanshan nodded towards her.

Xie Jinyun then answered Mr. Chang: "This painting is 36 centimeters long and 637.9 centimeters wide. It is titled Fuyang Mountains and Rivers, which is consistent with the lost "Fuyang Mountain Dwelling"."

As he spoke, Mr. Chang stared at the dimensions of the famous painting recorded on the note, his eyes brightened, he was right!

After Song Qian heard Xie Jinyun's words, his expression changed drastically.

Subconsciously, he turned back to look in the direction of Liang Wanzhi.

He knew that painting. Liang Wanzhi had always carried that painting with her since he met Liang Wanzhi.

But he didn't know that it was the famous painting "Dwelling in the Fuyang Mountains" that shocked the five countries 50 years ago.

If it was really this painting that Liang Wanzhi took, she would be in big trouble.

""Dwelling in the Fuyang Mountains" was created by Wang Gong when he was 69 years old. He spent about ten years traveling all over the mountains and rivers of Fuyang and worked hard."

"On the day of my eightieth birthday, I will put on display a wonderful painting so that all the people around the world can see this authentic work with their own eyes."

"The late emperor was also alarmed and went to the palace to see the famous painting in person. He liked "Dwelling in the Mountains in Fuyang" very much, and ordered someone to bring a jade seal to cover the densest forest in "Dwelling in the Mountains in Fuyang". The thick ink mountains and rivers blended into One body.”

"A layman can't see the secret, but as long as you look under the sun, you can find the mystery."

"But the day after the prince's birthday, this volume of "Fuyang Mountain Residence" was stolen. The prince could not accept the fact and died on the spot."

"In order to retrieve the "Residence in the Fuyang Mountains", the descendants of the royal family spent all their wealth and manpower to report the crime to the five towns and four towns of Yanjing, which shocked the entire Yanjing."

"The late emperor knew about this matter and ordered the magistrates, magistrates, yamen, Shuntian Prefecture, etc. not to close the case unless the famous painting is recovered."

Having said this, Xie Jinyun turned around and walked to Liang Wanzhi, looking at her condescendingly: "So, you just asked me why I wanted to report to the official position."

"I'll tell you right now, this is the "Fuyang Mountain Dwelling" that future generations of the Wang family have been looking for, not the "Fuchun River Scenery"."

"In that painting, there are undulating hills, winding peaks, pavilions, small bridges, and far-reaching streams and mountains. Is it a scene of Fuyang Mountain and River, or a scene of Fuchun River? Can anyone with a discerning eye still not be able to tell?"

"That painting of yours was stolen!" She took a step forward and said coldly.

Liang Wanzhi felt a chill down her spine, and the place where she had been hit by the board was painful and hot, making her tremble all over.

The painting was given to her by her great-grandfather. When the house was ransacked, her great-grandfather asked her to take the painting out and burn it, saying that she could not let the world see the painting.

She always thought that the painting was the original work of her great-grandfather. Even though she did not know calligraphy and painting, she knew it was a good painting, so she kept the painting selfishly. Who knew the painting had an origin.

She denied that she had stolen the painting: "I, I didn't steal the painting, I was framed."

"You are a bold and cunning woman, and you still dare to quibble. Come on, hit me twenty more times." Mr. Chang slammed the table.

Liang Wanzhi trembled, forgetting the pain in her body, and shouted emotionally: "I say, I say, sir, that painting is not mine, it was given to me by a maid in my courtyard to please the master. Now she is In Biyaxuan, my name is Zijuan!"

Song Qian's pupils shrank and he turned to look at Liang Wanzhi behind him in disbelief.

Zijuan, Song Yizi, those are their daughters...