The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Xu Shi's eyes were too penetrating, and through the vast sea of ​​people, he still pierced the eyes of the little thief like a knife.

The little thief almost instinctively felt the danger, got up and ran!

The thief who escaped from Gu Jiao's hands, um... has never happened before!

Gu Jiao chased after him and entered a side alley.

The little thief used all his strength to reincarnate, but Gu Jiao, who was behind him, was still chasing closer and closer, and he seemed to have chosen a dead end just now, and there was no way ahead!

The little thief panicked, and he even pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve under the surging blood.

"Don't come here! Or I'll kill you!" he growled angrily.

Without raising her eyelids, Gu Jiao stomped on the wall with one foot, and with the help of her strength, she jumped up, kicking the little thief's dagger with the other foot, and the dagger flew out fiercely.

The little thief stared, and in the next second, Gu Jiao fell down and kicked him in the chest. Before he could even scream, he fell heavily on the ground.

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

Xiao Liulang was still waiting on the ox cart, Gu Jiao didn't have time to spend with him, and didn't plan to report to the official, she was about to leave, but just turned around, the little thief calmly grabbed the dagger on the ground.

However, before he could make a move, Gu Jiao stepped on his wrist and immediately broke his hand bones.

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

"catch him!"

The front of the alley was suddenly used by several men dressed as nurses, hurriedly glanced at Gu Jiao, didn't care, and ran straight towards the little thief.

"Have you found it?"

Just then, a young gentleman followed out of breath.

Xu Shi was running too fast and his physical strength was exhausted. When he ran, he couldn't run anymore, he held the wall and gasped.

Gu Jiao passed him by.

He suddenly said, "Girl Gu?"

Gu Jiao stopped and looked at him: "Xiao Qin Xianggong?"

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

On the other side, the group of nurses who held down the little thieves came back, and one of them held a scroll in his hand and presented it to Xiao Qin Xiang justice: "Master, I found it!"

"So fast? Didn't you say it's hard to catch a habit of stealing?" Little Qin Xianggong took the scroll.

The nursing home glanced at Gu Jiao and said, "This girl caught him."

After the last incident, Xiao Qin Xianggong's impression of Gu Jiao had changed. Although Gu Jiao had corrupted him with one hundred taels of silver, he was more accepting of her greed for money than being stalked by her.

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

Gu Jiao glanced at him: "Why do you keep getting stolen?"

Xiao Qin Xianggong said embarrassingly: "It should be that the news leaked and the other family was watching."

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

Gu Jiao just wanted to get back her purse, and it had nothing to do with her. She ignored Xiao Qin Xianggong and left with a blank face.

Looking at her back without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Qin Xianggong frowned in confusion. Is she... Really boring to herself?

"Master." Another nurse ran over, "The little one found a handkerchief on the ground. I wonder if it belongs to the girl just now?"

Xiao Qin Xianggong quickly grabbed the handkerchief and chased in the direction where Gu Jiao left.

When he caught up with Gu Jiao, Gu Jiao had already bought the scallion pancakes and returned to the ox cart.

"Miss Gu! Miss Gu!" Xiao Qin Xianggong is a pampered scholar, and he drained his physical strength just by chasing the little thief. This trip was entirely based on willpower.

He was out of breath holding the bullock cart, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Xiao Liulang's eyes became a little cold.

Gu Jiao spread her hands and looked like "it has nothing to do with me, I don't know him".

"Is something wrong?" Xiao Liulang asked lightly.

Xiao Qin Xianggong was stunned when he heard the sound, and fixed his eyes on Xiao Liulang, with a touch of embarrassment on his face: "Ah... Young Master Xiao is also here..."

Xiao Liulang: So you chased after me while I wasn't around? !

Xiao Qin Xianggong handed over the veil in his hand: "Miss Gu, your veil has fallen off."

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

"Ah..." Xiao Qin Xianggong was even more embarrassed. After chasing him all the way, it was not hers. Why did he feel a little ashamed?

When Xiao Qin Xianggong was in a hurry, he leaned forward, and the portrait in his arms fell down, which happened to hit the ox cart and spread out beside Xiao Liulang's feet.

It was a picture of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, with mountains and water, and a awning boat in the rain. Rao is Gu Jiao who doesn't know how to calligraphy and painting, but also thinks that this brush is full of ink and has a distant artistic conception.

This painting was not easy to come by, and his father told him to keep it properly after he got it, so that no one could see it.

At this time, the painting was suddenly exposed. Xiao Qin Xianggong was very nervous at first, but Gu Jiao seemed to be very curious when staring at the painting. He suddenly put it away in no hurry.

He said with some pride: "This is the calligraphy of the young marquis of Zhaodu! It is called "The Misty and Rain in Spring Mountain", and it was made by the young marquis when he was 12 years old when he traveled to the south of the Yangtze River. But it cost a lot of money to buy it from an acquaintance!"

Gu Jiao picked up the painting and widened her eyes: "You can paint so well at the age of twelve?"

Her stunned appearance was cute and cute, and even the red birthmark on her face was not ugly in the eyes of Xiao Qin Xianggong.

Xiao Qin Xianggong said more and more proudly: "This is just a random drawing by him. It is said that if he was not satisfied with the drawing, he threw it away and was secretly saved by the servants. If you like it... I will give you a second look. !"

Gu Jiao: "..."

Xiao Liulang's eyes swept across the painting lightly, and then said calmly, "Fake."

Xiao Qin Xianggong was stunned for a while before realizing that he was talking about this painting, and immediately jumped: "You are talking nonsense! This painting of mine is obviously genuine, how could it be a fake?"

Xiao Liulang said: "It's a fake."

Little Qin Xianggong raised his voice: "How can you tell it's a fake?"

Xiao Liulang seemed to be superfluous to give him a look: "Where did you not see that it was a fake?"

This is too arrogant, it is simply to say that this painting is horribly faked, and there are flaws everywhere.

Xiao Qin Xianggong finally couldn't help but frown: "What do you know? Do you know how to draw as a poor scholar? I asked someone to appraise it! This is the real work of Xiaohou Ye!"

"He never painted this picture." Xiao Liulang said calmly.

"How do you know he hasn't painted? Do you know him?"

After saying this, Xiao Qin Xianggong laughed himself.

How could a little cripple from the countryside know the famous little Marquis of Zhaodu?

There are many lords in the capital of Zhao State, and there are many sons of the lords, all of them are little lords, but there is only one who can be called the little lord of Zhaodu.

Zhaodu Xiaohou Ye is the direct son of Xuanping Hou, and his biological mother is Princess Xinyang, who is deeply favored by His Majesty today.

He went to the Golden Palace at the age of three, fought hard against Confucian scholars, and became famous in one battle! At the age of four, he was admitted to the Imperial College, and at the age of five, he read the Guoshu Hall and became proficient in six languages!

Dean Li of Tianxiang Academy ranks first among the four talents in the capital. That's because Dean Li's imperial examination results have not been surpassed so far, and it is also because this young prince has never failed the imperial examination. !

At the age of twelve, he was appointed by His Majesty to be the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College. All the envoys from the five countries came to congratulate this young man on sacrificing wine.

However, what was not fulfilled was that, despite his unparalleled background and talent, the young master died unexpectedly in a sudden fire in the Guozijian. It is said that he was burned alive.

Died on New Year's Eve at the age of fourteen.