Tibetan Sea Pearl

"Ah Gui, where are you going?" A gentle voice sounded.

It made Ah Gui who was sitting in front of the carriage and driving the carriage shudder, he was really more afraid of something coming, this Mr. Su was really everywhere.

Su Qing recognized the driver who was driving the carriage, and leaned forward to salute, "I wonder if Mr. Yicheng is in the carriage?"

Originally sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed and meditating, the old Yi Cheng didn't dare to breathe, holding his breath, looking old like an old piece of wood.

Agui felt that Mr. Su was quite pitiful. He came here many times and couldn't even see anyone. He sympathized with him in his heart and stopped the carriage without saying a word.

Su Qing strode over, "I have a gift for Mr. Yicheng."

Gift?What gift can I have?It's just the usual set of businessmen, gold and silver, he has seen a lot of such people.

The old Yicheng snorted coldly, "It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. It's a sin." He patted the carriage behind him, making a loud noise, and shouted to Agui, "Let's go, let's go."

Agui was curious about what kind of gift it was, no matter how the old man behind him yelled, Agui hesitated.

Su Qing held the scroll and showed it to the old Yi Cheng.

"Hey, what's the painting?" Old Yicheng shouted, his voice was impatient and disgusted, he pushed the scroll away, "Take it, take it, don't stain my eyes."

The scroll fell to the ground, and Su Qing's expression turned pale.

The old Yicheng put down the curtain angrily, and began to urge Agui from behind, "Go quickly, don't delay my serious business."

Agui was even more curious about what kind of shady gift made the old Yicheng so disgusted. Hearing the old Yicheng's urging behind him, he had no choice but to cup his fists at Su Qing, "Mr. Su, I've offended you." The whip urged the horse to set off.

After taking two steps, the old man shouted anxiously from behind, "Stop, stop quickly.".

what happened again?Agui immediately hesitated, neither stopping nor stopping.

"Ah Gui, go and pick up the painting." The old Yi Cheng hurriedly shouted.

I had a quick glance just now, but I didn't see clearly what was painted on the scroll, but I only saw a rough beauty. This beauty is different from the beauties in the common beauties. The posture of Shen Yun is clearly a child.

Before Agui jumped down from the shaft, Su Qing bent down to pick up the scroll on the ground, patted the dust on it lightly, and held it to the old postman again.

Su Qing opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, a hand as thin as a tree branch grabbed the scroll from behind the car curtain.

The scroll unfolded slowly and landed on Lao Yicheng's lap. He was not mistaken, the painting was indeed a child. Lao Yicheng couldn't help but look at it, surprised. When he saw the person on the picture clearly, the tears changed from muddy to clear. Flow out of the eyes.

I have to say that Mr. Su is a very good painter, seeing a painting is like seeing a person.

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The carriage at the back was quiet, and Ah Gui thought that the old Yi Cheng was asleep, so he tentatively spoke to someone, "That Mr. Su is quite pitiful, he has no family background, his father has no official position, and he teaches at Yushan Academy. , Mr. Su wants to earn a family business again..."

"You are just too kind-hearted, so don't pity him." Old Yicheng replied before he finished speaking.

Agui couldn't help but pouted.

The old postman's cold voice came from behind, "It's too kind to do what we do. Our station has been divided up, and I have been swallowed alive."

The old Yi Cheng held the painting in his hand, with high-quality drawing paper and fine brushwork. Even after the turmoil just now, it is still intact.

Su Qing looked at the back of the carriage in the distance, rolling up waves of yellow dust, and was thinking about that painting in his mind.

Many years have passed, and the little girl on the screen is vivid in my memory. Every time I follow her mother to Su Ci to buy dishes, when she sees him, she will always call "brother" sweetly, and her big eyes smile like crescent moons. Son.

A child who loves to laugh has candy to eat, he will quietly put a caramel in the little girl's hand, and the little girl smiles even sweeter.

The smile on the little girl's face is still in sight, but it's a misfortune and fate, the little girl is no longer alive. I heard that she died because of worshiping the Dou Niangniang that year.

Thinking of this, Su Qing sighed quietly, and couldn't help feeling a pity.

It's up to man to plan and make things up to God. He has tried his best. Whether this thing can be accomplished depends on God's will.

The old postman has been guarding the station for decades, almost integrated with the station, the old postman is here, the station is in, but the old postman is rebellious, he doesn't get in, so he is not so easy to deal with.

Lin Cheng was also thinking about Lao Yicheng.

In the brightly lit study room, there was a map hanging on one wall. The huge map took up most of the wall. Lin Cheng stood in front, looking at the map with piercing eyes.

His eyes fell on Huaiyuan Station, "Why didn't I find out before, this is a good place."

Huaiyuan Station is neither far nor close to Lanhu Wharf, and it is not close to the sea, but because of the high terrain, standing on the upper floor of Huaiyuan Station, you can see the passing ships on the sea at a glance.If you use a telescope, you can clearly see the number of the flag hanging on the ship.

He went to Huaiyuan Station, only to discover these secrets, whether there is a tribute ship coming, is already under the control of Huaiyuan Station.

"Master." Nan Song came in making a cup of tea.

Lin Cheng took it and took a sip.

"Master, it's time to go to bed so late, there is business tomorrow." Nansong persuaded.

"Don't be in a hurry." Lin Cheng continued to stand still in front of the map.

Nan Song held the oil lamp with one hand and came over, and the big light immediately illuminated the wall in front of him.

Lin Cheng stared at the map, but suddenly asked, "Miss Su Er, what are you doing recently?"

Lin Cheng thought of the day when he saw Su Qing at the Huaiyuan Station, standing straight at the door, his face flushed from the sun because of the hot weather, and he seemed to be turned away by people.

this?Nan Song really couldn't answer, "Since the last farewell at Guangxiao Temple, she doesn't seem to go out much, and she seems to be helping her brother with something. Her brother went to the north and saw that the goods from the south are selling well in the north. , when I came back, I had a whimsical idea, and I wanted to start buying and selling southern goods."

Some don't know what to say, he has never understood the affairs of the inner house, he runs around behind the young master every day, and whenever he has time to inquire about a girl, Yun Shan told him these things.He knew that the young master of his family was very concerned about Miss Su's affairs, so he specially told Yun Shan that the Su family should pay more attention.

Everyone has their own strengths. Yunshan has no other skills, not kung fu, but he has a mouth that can speak well, and he has a strong tongue.

No wonder meeting Su Qing in Huaiyuan post so coincidentally, Lin Cheng thought for a while, "The Nanhuo business seems to be profitable, but not everyone can do it."

Thinking of this, she shook her head, the Su family's foundation is still too shallow, and Su Qing is too overwhelmed.

Lin Cheng took out a post from the drawer and put it on the desk. Under the bright light, the gilded post flickered and shone golden.

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