A painting is neatly laid out there.

Du Mingshan and Master Han Xunlai, who were specially invited from "Yixin Pavilion", each held a magnifying glass and looked carefully from one end of the painting to the other.

I watched this for at least nearly an hour.

Du Mingshan finally looked away from the painting. He was covered in cold sweat and reluctant to part with it. He wanted to take the painting to his bedroom right now.

He had basically concluded in his heart that this painting was real.

However, final determination is still needed.

His eyes fell on Han Xunlai, who sighed: "In the early years, I heard that the paintings of dead trees and strange rocks were sold in Fengyu Tower, and I felt strange, how could Fengyu Tower have such a rare masterpiece? It's just Bai Jianfu who bought the painting.

How much money can a bureaucrat under Wu Peifu have to buy paintings? Only now do I understand that what Bai Jianfu bought was a fake!"

Du Mingshan trembled and asked: "Master Han, this painting is..."

"Authentic!" Han Xunlai said with great certainty: "I guarantee the reputation of Yixinge and I that this painting is absolutely authentic. Mr. Du Ge, you are an expert yourself. In fact, you can tell the difference without looking for me."

Du Mingshan nodded repeatedly, and then accompanied him as a dignified elder: "Best wishes, manager."

Meng Shaoyuan seemed to have been impatient for a long time, and yawned: "Oh, you have finally finished reading it. Isn't it just a painting, so there is no need to make such a fuss about it?"

A painting? Do you know what kind of painting it is?

Du Mingshan thought so in his heart, but did not dare to show it on his face: "Manager Zhu, all those slaves in the palace do not know how to serve the emperor, but instead do such sneaky things. It is really shameful..."

Han Xunlai couldn't help but said to the side: "Mr. Ge, it's not like you don't know that those father-in-laws often come to our Yixin Pavilion with good things..."

Du Mingshan coughed a few times and quickly interrupted Han Xunlai's words: "Manager Zhu, as a minister of the imperial court, it hurts my heart to see the cultural relics disappear. Du has been honest for most of his life and has no wealth, but in order not to let the emperor's

Things are lost... If Manager Zhu is willing to give up love, Du will be ruined..."

"Does Mr. Du Ge want this painting?" Meng Shaoyuan said lazily: "It's just a painting. It doesn't need to be so serious that it will bankrupt the family. As for me, I originally wanted to buy this painting and go back to honor an official of the National Government.

Yes, since Mr. Ge has taken a fancy to it, it doesn’t matter if it saves me the trouble of bringing it with you. At worst, I can prepare another big gift when I return to Shanghai."

Du Mingshan was overjoyed when he heard this: "I wish the manager a great kindness. I will definitely let the emperor know this intention. Is it just this price?"

"I don't make money from this." Meng Shaoyuan asked Han Xun to put the painting away: "I bought it for one million yen and transferred it to Mr. Ge for one million yen. I won't earn you a penny more."

"It's worth it." Han Xunlai carefully collected the painting and nodded slightly to Du Mingshan.

"Three days." Du Mingshan gritted his teeth and said, "Please give me three days, manager. After three days, I will get everything you need."

"Okay, I'll wait for Mr. Ge for three days." Meng Shaoyuan stood up and asked, "Where will we trade then?"

Han Xunlai collected the painting and gave it back to Meng Shaoyuan: "Whether it goes to Mr. Zhu or to Manager Zhu, I'm afraid both parties are not at ease. According to the rules, my nickname is Yixin Pavilion, which is not famous in Manchuria, and my nickname is Teng.

I'll give you a room for the two of you to do business, and I'll just give you a few tokens of thanks."

"This is a good idea." Meng Shaoyuan said carelessly: "One hundred yen, I'll pay."

"Okay, okay." Du Mingshan had no objection. He agreed on a time and sent Du Zhenxian to send Meng Shaoyuan and Han Xunlai out.

I still feel a little hesitant.

After all, it is one million yen. If you mortgage your house and withdraw all the money in the bank, you can get it together.

But it will take some time to get rid of it. What if something goes wrong?

The eldest son Du Zhenchun saw his worries at a glance: "Father, my son has an idea, but it's too damaging."

"Tell me, what can I do?"

Du Zhenchun looked both ways: "Colonel Fujiguchi."

"Fujiguchi Colonel? What does it have to do with him?"

"Father, think about it, Takeo Fujiguchi is very greedy for money. If he has money, anything can be done easily." Du Zhenchun said in a low voice: "Ask Colonel Fujiguchi to wait outside Xinxin Pavilion on that day. When our transaction is completed, Fujiguchi

Takeo suddenly appeared with the gendarmerie and arrested Zhu Yanfan on the grounds that the treasures were stolen from the palace.

At that time, Zhu Yanfan's one million yen was confiscated, and Fujiguchi Osaka and I added one to five, half of the family. This means that my father actually only paid 500,000 yen to buy this rare treasure.

As for that Zhu Yanfan? Let the colonel accuse him of being a spy sent by the Nationalist Government and kill him without anyone noticing. Who will avenge him in Manchuria?"

Du Mingshan was overjoyed.

Who said that his eldest son only knows how to eat, drink, whore, and gamble and not do his job properly? Look, this method is as good as it is.

But there are still some worries: "Giro, you said it yourself, Takeo Fujiguchi is very greedy for money, what if he confiscates the money and doesn't give it to us?"

"Father, after all, he is the captain of the gendarmerie. You are the elder. He dare not do this and make the matter bigger. No one can stop it by then." Du Zhenchun was confident: "If we take ten thousand steps back, even if it is true,

This happened, but the painting is still in our hands."

Du Mingshan nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll do as you say. You go find Takeo Fujiguchi now and find out what he says."

"Hey, I'll go right away."

Du Zhenchun hurried out, and as soon as he left the gate, he met Du Zhenxian who was returning from seeing off his guests.

Du Zhenxian hurriedly pulled him aside: "Brother, how's it going?"

"It's done, the old man agreed."

Du Zhenchun's voice was very low: "Second brother, did your Excellency Colonel really say that?"

"Otherwise, why did the Colonel come today? Why are you really here for the goodwill meeting?" Du Zhenxian was even more careful: "As soon as Zhu Yanfan arrived in Xinjing, he was targeted by the Colonel, and the purchase of the painting was not hidden from him. Yes.

Your Majesty the Colonel asked me to try to get Zhu Yanfan to sell this painting to the old man, and then he would come forward and make a huge profit.

I got half a million yen. The 10,000 yen debt I owed to the colonel has been written off in one stroke. Here, brother, I will give you 50,000 yen. Brother, you have lost a lot of money outside, and there is Xiao Yanchun waiting for you eagerly.

What about the money? You bitch is ruthless. This fifty thousand yen will be enough for you to use for a while."

Du Zhenchun couldn't help but said: "Second brother, if this thing really comes to pass, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Du Zhenxian smiled.

If you tell this method to the old man, he may not be willing to do it, but it will be different for his precious eldest son...

…

"Best wishes, manager."

"Oh, thank you, boss. Please sit down. Please sit down. The conditions in the hotel are a bit rough."

Meng Shaoyuan was in a good mood and asked Xie Songshan to sit down.

Xie Songshan sat down and said, "I would say that Manager Zhu can make all the difference. When we get to Xinjing, all the Japanese and the elders will be played around by Manager Zhu."

"What do you mean, Boss Xie?"

"Just talking, by the way, Manager Zhu, what should I call you? Manager Zhu? Or... Young Master?"

Master!

Meng Shaoyuan's expression changed.

This is my code name!

"Master." Xie Songshan said calmly: "I heard that people often slip and fall into the water by the Huangpu River in Shanghai?"

Meng Shaoyuan said with a sullen face: "That's all because those people were careless."

"Hey, I haven't been to Shanghai in many years...the leaves are windy and the flowers are dew, and the autumn mood is so strong..."

"Jiang Tianmu, Li Ge's light move..."

After the code exchange, Xie Songshan put away his smile: "My code name is 'Peach Blossom'. In the 22nd year of the Republic of China, I was ordered to enter Manchuria to lurk. I will be directly under the command of Mr. Dai. At the command of Mr. Dai, I will escort you all the way from Shanghai to Manchuria."

"Peach Blossom? I thought she was a female agent." Meng Shaoyuan also said seriously: "Codenamed 'Young Master', he is directly under the command of Mr. Dai, and was ordered to enter Xinjing to perform the 'fishing' mission. I feel strange, how can you be so lucky?

As soon as I got on the train, I met a boss from Xinjing."

Xie Songshan smiled: "It's not just good luck. I specially arranged the dinner at Sheng'en Building and the banquet for Du Zhenxian. I also quietly informed Takeo Fujiguchi of Du Zhenxian's dinner there. When you accepted the task, you said to Mr. Dai

, you need to get to know some puppet Manchukuo officials and some Japanese officers, Mr. Dai will leave these matters to me..."

"Where's the painting?"

"Otherwise, how could Eunuch Liu find me in that place that night? I heard Mr. Dai say that you were looking for antiques in Nanjing. Mr. Dai guessed that you must use the antiques to create something, so let me help you.

I ordered Eunuch Liu to steal this painting."

Instructing?

Meng Shaoyuan understood immediately: "Eunuch Liu is also one of ours?"

"No, it's just that I bought him out of greed... But it's pitiful. Eunuch Liu left with the check that night, but he met a robber on the way and died."

Kill and silence.

Back then, Eunuch Liu killed Eunuch Qian for money, but now he suffered the same retribution.

A long-term lurking spy like Xie Songshan would never let a man like Eunuch Liu continue to live in the world after completing his mission.

"Master, have you found the fisherman?"

Meng Shaoyuan nodded.

"Where's the information?"
To be continued...