Chapter 336 Testing each other-
"Let's not mention the 'evil doll' for now, I will ask you when did you start to doubt Shu Zhilong?"
"From the beginning."
"When?"
Gu Cangyue didn't expect Mo Tingfeng to be the answer, so she subconsciously asked again.
"The day after Weiwei appeared in Meijie, Shutuo Takpan went down to Wangyue Building, the largest winery in Shui Street. I checked that the restaurant has not changed hands for nearly a hundred years, and its business is booming. The former boss also has no shortage of money, silver and water for use. Why did it suddenly resell it? The reason must be told."
"Short afterwards, Weiwei and I pretended to be husband and wife to investigate the case. We met Shu Celong again in Ximanlou. That place was also his business. The merchants were rich in wealth and the industry was blooming everywhere, but why were they so coincidental that they always appeared around Weiwei intentionally or unintentionally?"
"I checked again later and found that this matter was even more interesting: Ximanlou also changed hands recently, and it was the same day when Shu Zhi Taki went down to Wangyue Tower. Moreover, the transaction was extremely low-key. When signing the contract, none of the "Yasu", "Dabao" and "Classics" were present. Only Shu Zhi Taki and the original owner privately handed over the red contract, which was fast and secret."
"In fact, not only Wangyue Tower and Ximan Tower, but within a day after the appearance of the light, Shu Zhilong spent his 24 wine shops under the Meijie Pan, spread all over Tongdu, and each of them was next to the local Shuxin Inn."
"What the hell does he want to do?"
"If I take a step back, even if I am too careful, even if his ultimate goal is not Weiwei, it will inevitably be closely related to her appearance."
"It seems that because of her appearance, they started some conspiracy."
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Mo Tingfeng looked at Gu Cangyue coldly, as if the person sitting in front of him was the same as Shu Celebrate.
"I have someone touched his background carefully. Although he is a mortal, he cannot find any birth information or kinship related to it. It seems that he appeared out of thin air and was born with wealth."
"What's interesting is that such a person has had close contacts with nobles from the Three Realms in the past decade and had a deep transaction, but no one has doubts about his background."
"This shows how the person behind him comes from it."
Mo Tingfeng leaned forward, his eyes seemingly questioning and asking, as if he was about to penetrate Gu Cangyue's soul,
"So I care more about who is behind him than Shu Zhilong."
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"Are you doubting me?"
Gu Cangyue chuckled a chuckle at the corner of her mouth, as if she was a little disappointed with Mo Tingfeng's performance.
Mo Tingfeng also smiled faintly,
"I'm very sure of one thing. Shu Zhilong and Cangyue Mansion are moving very deeply. It is precisely because of this that many nobles from the immortals look at him differently."
Mo Tingfeng pinched a white jade-necked wine bottle on the table and handed it to Gu Cangyue's eyes.
"In the past, Shu Zhilong was introduced to paint fans to provide the raw materials for Wunian Mansion to make this Wunian Water. It is you."
"It's nonsense!"
"Why do you want to recommend that beast to paint a fan?"
Gu Cangyue looked very angry, with her eyes slightly red. Mo Tingfeng looked at it carefully and didn't realize it was bullying.
...Isn't it really not him?
After a moment of contemplation, Mo Tingfeng showed up directly,
"The Huafan said that it was the matter you came to the mansion in person."
"This wine needs to be made by collecting rootless water, rootless quinoa, rootless flowers, and rootless fruits from steep places in the southeast, southwest and northwest of the Youmei Realm. Those places are extremely dangerous and unusual. Not to mention ordinary people, ordinary monks cannot reach it. In the past, they could only rely on Brother Ji to harvest in a specific season, or order people to go to the ghost market to find raw materials at high prices, so Wumian Water is extremely precious and can be discussed in detail."
"It was at that time that you recommended Shu Zhilong - I don't know what methods he used to provide fresh raw materials in a timely and steadily manner, and the price was fairer than the ghost market. I was very happy with the painting fan. When I mentioned this matter to me, I also said that I would like to think of you as a favor. Whenever new brews were released, the first batch was always delivered to Cangyue Mansion first."
"Bang!!"
The jade-necked wine bottles on the table were all thrown to the ground by Gu Cangyue's sleeves. Wunian water flowed all over the ground, and a strange smell of sweet wine suddenly filled the air.
"Tsk, what a pity."
Mo Tingfeng is very sorry.
"This wine is unavailable for ordinary people. There are occasionally pearls in the ghost market. They robbed thousands of taels of gold a bottle. Lord Cangyue's anger is expensive."
Gu Cangyue didn't say anything, and waved her sleeves again, and many new bottles of wine appeared on the table. It was obvious that they were all the rare good wine in the world, but they were no longer seen Wunianshui.
He took a bottle and sipped directly in the pot.
"It's not surprising that you misunderstand me. But you, Mo Tingfeng, are somewhat brainy, and you believe in her one-sided words so deeply?"
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"Du" "Du"
Mo Tingfeng's slender fingers rhythmically tapped the tabletop, looking at Gu Cangyue with a calm expression, and suddenly laughed.
"I remembered it wrong."
"You did not visit me in person, but asked your personal maid, Suhu, to send a letter of recommendation to Huafan." "Fuck!!"
Gu Cangyue lost her patience, and the thick fog spread around her again towards the table - obviously she didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"No."
Mo Tingfeng was not anxious or angry, and took out a piece of elegant and square paper from the inner bag of his chest and gently placed it in front of Gu Cangyue.
Inside the Yuan Cocoon, the thick fog stopped.
The paper was opened in Gu Cangyue's hand - it was indeed his tone and handwriting, with no mistake. Even the sporadic magic energy revealed in the handwriting was his own, which was absolutely impossible to fake.
Gu Cangyue hesitated for a moment, probably because Shu Celong took the opportunity to control his mind and then control himself and sent him to Wunian Mansion, but he was unaware of it...
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"Cangyue, can you show me?"
Song Weichen, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.
She didn't think that Shu Zhilong could completely control Gu Cangyue's mind and could drive him to do anything without making him notice it. She wanted to take a closer look at the word.
Gu Cangyue didn't know that she had already understood the relationship between her and Shu Celong, but when she heard that she wanted it, she handed it over without hesitation.
In fact, Song Weichen is far less familiar with his handwriting than Shu Celong. To put it bluntly, Big Bird doesn't like writing, but prefers to draw, so she saw that the words he wrote were basically written inscriptions, but at least she had seen them.
The newest ⊥Xiao⊥Speak⊥Send⊥Six⊥9⊥Book⊥⊥⊥⊥Back⊥⊥⊥⊥!
Perhaps because of the same root of the soul, the characters of the two of them look very similar at first glance, almost from one body, and only differ in extremely subtle places - surprisingly, the warm and watery Shu Ting Tak has a sharp and sharp edge at the turn of the pen; while the Gu Cangyue, who has always been perverted and arrogant, has a soft and round pen tip, and there is no sign of too many edges and corners.
Song Weichen carefully identified it. The pen tip of the paper in his hand was as soft as jade, and it was indeed not as done by Shu Zhilong.
But... she always felt something was wrong, and she couldn't tell what was wrong for a moment.
Searching for clues in your mind, Mo Tingfeng spoke, "Mr. Cangyue, can you ask if this paper is from you?"
"This..."
"I can't remember it clearly. So what? So what if it is not?"
"Mo Tingfeng, don't go around the corner. Do you want to say that this letter of recommendation is exactly the same as the handwriting of the paper with the 'evil doll', so it is determined from this that it was my work, thinking that the person behind the beast is me?"
Mo Tingfeng chuckled, he had no intention of mentioning evil dolls and papers. Is Gu Cangyue not asking for help?
"No, what I want to say is that this paper is not written by an adult."
"Yes, it's not Cangyue!"
Song Weichen looked at Mo Tingfeng with bright eyes - she thought of what was different!
Before Mo Tingfeng could speak, she hurriedly spread the paper on the table to facilitate the other two to see each other.
"This letter is filled with two sentences and more than a dozen words. At first glance, whether it is tone, word, or handwriting, it is consistent with Cangyue."
"But that's exactly the problem."
"It's so similar! I've seen these characters in the inscriptions and inscriptions in Cangyue's paintings. Not to mention the shapes and sizes, even the strokes are the same. It seems that they are rubbing them from different paintings, and finally they are carefully described with Cangyue's ink, so there are sporadic powers on the paper."
"Anyway, I think this letter of recommendation was not written by Cang Yue, but was fabricated by others."
"Weiwei..."
Mo Tingfeng and Gu Cangyue called out at the same time, but the former felt even more sad because she understood everything about Gu Cangyue so carefully, while the latter was in the opposite mood.
Taking a deep breath and forcing myself to focus on official duties, Mo Tingfeng nodded gently, with praise in his voice.
"A slight discovery is very important, and you can also find a painting to confirm it later. It's very good."
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"But I judged that this letter of recommendation was not written by Lord Cangyue, but was fabricated by Boss Shu, and there is other evidence."
He took out a stack of paper from his arms and placed it flat next to the recommendation letter, which was the one with the "evil doll" written on it.
"The papers of the two papers are the same as the size, and they are both excellent Qingxin Xuan paper. Although they are not the best, they are not unavailable for high-ranking officials and nobles."
"No matter the handwriting, just talking about the folding method of these two sheets of paper, it obviously folds the letters of the fan more refined and neatly, and combines the folding methods of "folding" and "flower paper" to form a unique style."
Song Weichen looked into the eyes and saw that Mo Tingfeng said it was true. It was like a top obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every folding edge was handled in a very detailed manner, and even the folding order seemed to be very particular - on the other hand, the one with the evil doll was much more casual.
Mo Tingfeng took out a few pieces of paper from his inner bag again, which was the postscript in the box when Shu Celong gave snacks to Song Weichen. Every time he wrote it in his hand, it was folded neatly and unconventional - the same way as the one who painted a fan of the paper.
With a hundred secrets and sparseness, Shu Zhilong probably couldn't expect that his feet were exposed on the technique of folding letters.
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"It's not too stupid."
Gu Cangyue leaned back, leaning lazily on the back of the chair with her slender fingers lightly against the corner of her forehead, looking at Mo Tingfeng with a smile.
"Since you suspected that beast from the beginning, why did you still pretend to be slander me just now?"