Wen Qiong's gaze fell firmly on his face, and her breathing became rapid, "Do you know exactly what you committed this time! It was..."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly paused, as if he was afraid of something. He quickly glanced outside, then lowered his voice and said, "That's a fatal thing!"
After saying that, he seemed to feel that his reaction was a bit too weak, so he put his hands behind his back and made a serious face, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want after you helped me settle the matter last time.
I have always protected you and carried you with me in front of and behind others. That is because you also have the blood of the Wen family in your body. You and I were born from the same father!
But if you want to use your identity as the sixth master of the Wen family to cause trouble, I can kick you out at any time!"
Faced with his harsh words, the expression on Wen Tingyuan's face did not change, and he softly called Cheng Feng.
Cheng Feng immediately responded, placed a box on Wen Qiongyu's desk, and then quietly retreated.
"What's this?"
"These are the calligraphy and paintings that the Seventh Prince wants to take away from Yan'er." He took out the contents from the box, which were two calligraphy and paintings, and then placed them on Wen Qiongyu's desk and unfolded them.
I don’t know anything about this thing, but for the sake of caution, I asked someone to find someone who specializes in appraising calligraphy and paintings.”
"What does it have to do with your wife?" Wen Qiong talked to him, walked to the calligraphy and painting, and after looking at it carefully, "These are the "Spring Tour" and "Children's Fighting Sketches" by Su Miao from the previous dynasty.
Because there are few of his paintings in existence, their prices are extremely high. I didn’t expect that they would be in the hands of your wife.”
Wen Tingyuan glanced at Wen Qiongyu, then pointed at the signature and said, "This is a fake."
"Fake?"
When Wen Qiongyu heard this, he obviously didn't believe it.
Although Wen Qiongyu was surprised that these two pictures were included in Qiao Yuyan's dowry, they were not as shocked as Wen Tingyuan's statement that these two pictures were fakes.
Considering the financial resources of the Xu family and Qiao Yuyan's background of growing up in the Xu family, it is within her imagination to have a generous dowry.
But if the Xu family brought two fakes to Qiao Yuyan as a dowry, then this would really be a shame.
"I found several experts who appreciate calligraphy and painting, and they all agreed that these two paintings are fake, and the time period when they were faked was not very far away from now."
Wen Qiong and some people didn't understand the meaning of his words, "Why don't you just tell me what you found."
Wen Tingyuan asked him to sit down on his seat, "These two paintings were painted at most twenty years ago."
"Such an obvious hypocrisy..." Wen Qiongyu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wen Tingyuan.
"Brother should have thought of it too."
As he spoke, Wen Tingyuan took out something like a candle from his sleeve and lit it, but the light of this candle was faint blue.
Then I saw him briefly roasting one of the paintings on the flame, then put it back on the desk, and gently lifted it, and the painting on it was peeled off.
But instead of peeling off the entire painting as if it were being framed, a certain part of the painting was peeled off like window grilles, and the remaining part still remained on the silk-framed cloth.
Wen Tingyuan copied the other picture in the same way as Wen Qiongyu's surprised eyes, and then placed the two pictures together in front of him.
"This... this is..." Wen Qiongyu's lips couldn't help but tremble. He almost immediately rushed to every window, as if he was afraid that someone would be prying outside.
After making sure there was no one there, he returned to the desk and asked, "What on earth is this?"
"Brother, can't you see it?"
The remaining pictures on the two pieces of silk are put together. There are no children playing or pedestrians on the spring field. What is left are just some lines that seem to be sketched in an essay.
But Wen Qiongyu was in a high position after all, so how could he not see what was above? He just couldn't believe it.
"What kind of picture is this? What does this picture refer to?"
Wen Tingyuan glanced at him twice, then slowly put the pictures away and handed them to Wen Qiongyu, "No matter what it is, it is what the new emperor wants after all.
Otherwise, why would the two princes want to take it away from Yan'er? These are extraordinary times, and any disturbance may affect the overall situation, so this thing is even more crucial."
Wen Qiongyu immediately pushed this thing away, "Then we should give it to the Seventh Prince!"
"Brother is confused," Wen Tingyuan shook his head. "The Seventh Prince is at the height of his success at this time. If I give it to him now, I'm afraid not only will he not be able to do well, but he will also complain. Why didn't he take it out earlier?"
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This statement surprised Wen Qiongyu. After thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.
But when he looked at the two pictures in his hands, he felt like they were a hot potato, "But if we keep these things in our hands, aren't we waiting for trouble?"
Then he suddenly remembered why he called his cheap brother here tonight, "Also, what happened to the fifth prince? Didn't you go to see your teacher? Why did you come back suddenly?
?Also appeared in Changxing Hou Mansion!
When did you get to know their sixth son? Why would he ask you to accompany him at his evening ceremony? Sixth, how many things are you hiding from me?"
At this point, Wen Qiongyu became a little angry, "I know you have some skills outside, but I don't want to tell your story at home.
But since you are a descendant of my Wen family, you should know that you should put your family first. If you don't want to leave your previous business to your family, then I'll let you do it, but this involves officialdom.
If you still hide it, I won’t be able to tolerate you!”
After all, Wen Qiong is the head of the Wen family. Even though he had to rely on Wen Tingyuan for help in some personal matters, he is in charge of the entire Wen family and is by no means an ordinary person.
Facing his harsh words, Wen Tingyuan didn't show any signs of nervousness. Instead, he sat down on the chair next to him.
"Brother, I just mentioned the date of the painting, but you haven't thought of anything yet?"
Wen Qiongyu frowned, and then suddenly remembered something. He opened his eyes wide and his breathing became rapid, "You mean... you mean..."
"My daughter-in-law is from the Qiao family. The things appeared in her dowry and entered our Wen family. Brother, if no one found out, why would the two princes rashly ask Yan'er for the things?"
Wen Qiongyu broke out in a cold sweat. Although there were rumors about what happened back then, the three families had not found anything at all for such a long time.
Disturbed by the sudden death of the fifth prince, Wen Qiongyu had almost forgotten about it.
Now……
"Is this... related to the death of the fifth prince?"
"So!" Wen Tingyuan gave him an affirmative answer.
Seeing him slumped down on the chair, Wen Tingyuan suddenly said, "Brother, if you want to ensure that the Wen family can survive this matter smoothly, please cooperate with me."