Never forget what one has seen
"Heaven will confer great office upon this person, but first must he be subjected to every kind of suffering. His sinews and bones must be worn and weary, his body emaciated, his mind troubled; then he can be entrusted with great affairs."
Shuiyunxuan's back building, Chu Qingcang lay on a bamboo chair, gently swaying the fan to drive away the summer heat, his eyes slightly closed, and that sentence flashed through his mind again.
This is what Xiao Cong Rong said! The words of Miss Xiao San, who is considered arrogant and shameless by everyone...
Chu Qing thought of this sentence and immediately recalled Xiao Congrong's appearance when she said it.
At that time, she used a pair of strange wooden crutches to support herself learning to walk, swaying back and forth, and fell down after taking only a few steps. She struggled to get up, walked again, and fell again...
He stood outside the window watching her with pity, but she just wiped away her sweat and continued repeating this process.
And these words were what she used to encourage herself after falling down and being unable to get up for half a day!
Chu Qing couldn't deny the commotion she felt when she first heard these words, was this really that Xiao Cong Rong whom everyone looked down upon? Why did it feel like a completely different person from what the rumors said?!
What kind of woman is she?
Chu Qingcang was polishing, when he heard someone knocking on the door lightly. Then Hua Junzi pushed the door and entered: "Young master, just now the fifth pawnshop sent two more paintings of the third miss, Old Fourth sent someone to deliver them, do you want to take a look?"
"How much silver is needed this time?" Chu Qing stretched out her hand casually.
Hua Junzi handed over the painting and smiled: "This time, don't want silver, but exchange for Yu's family mansion deed..."
"What?" Chu Qingkong was taken aback, and the painting scroll fell to the ground. Hua Junzi quickly bent down to pick it up, saying: "Don't worry, young master, I bet they don't know anything! Probably afraid of being driven away, wanting to buy it to be at ease!"
Chu Qing gave him a cold glance, and Hua Junzi immediately felt guilty and lowered his head, suppressing his smile to say seriously: "Young Master is worried, I'll go drive them away tonight!"
Chu Qing crazily took the painting from him without saying yes or no, slowly unrolling it while softly scolding: "She's been staying here for days without any problems, but when you buy her out, something happens. You think she has a pig brain like yours..."
His eyes were attracted by the unfolded painting, forgetting to scold Huajunzi, he furrowed his brow: "Is this painted by Xiao Congrong?"
"Yes, she had her maid bring it over personally. Fourth Brother didn't dare make a decision on his own, so he sent someone to bring the painting over and ask for your opinion... is it worth it?" Huajunzi replied cautiously.
Chu Qing didn't respond to him and stood up, taking a few steps to the wall, comparing the painting in her hand with the one on the wall. Except for the degree of newness, the two paintings were almost identical.
At almost the same time, Hua Junzi also followed over and saw that the two paintings were identical. He was stunned, pointing at the painting on the wall and then at the one in Chu Qingxiao's hand, unsure whether to cry or laugh: "Young Master, I remember you spent a thousand taels of silver buying that painting, saying it was a work by some Master Meng Da, the only one left in the world! Then...
"Fake!" Chu Qing told him coldly, her beautiful eyes dimming instantly, the corners of her lips curling up coldly: "It's not difficult to imitate a painting like this, as far as I know, there are at least ten people in this world who can do it! What I'm curious about is that Third Miss has only seen this painting once, how did she manage to... remember it at a glance!"
