Zhou Ming is a narrow-minded person, fierce and has no brains. He is the only son of the prefect and has been used to being smooth sailing since childhood. Even if he is with Young Master Cao, he looks like he is the boss.

After being so a little provoked by Master Shi, he immediately became evil from his heart. Regardless of what Master Cao said, he immediately prepared to take revenge on Shan Haiju.

This time, he and a few good-looking servants, as well as a trainer who came to Yang County.

It is said that this beast tamer can tame all kinds of beasts. There is an elephant army in South Vietnam, and the elephants inside are tamed by beast tamers.

It was also a blessing that Zhou Ming could find such a beast tamer. A few years ago, he and Mr. Cao went to the border with South Vietnam to travel, and met a beast tamer who was chased and became a beggar.

Young Master Cao disliked the beast trainer who was short and black, and described it as being vulgar and unwilling to ask for him.

Zhou Ming thought taming animals sounded very interesting, so he kept them and kept them at home to train some small animals to make their grandmother amuse themselves, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy now.

When he went to Yang County this time, he vowed that all the untouchables in Shanhaiju were buried in the tiger's mouth! Retrieve his lost face.

At Meng's house, Wang was anxious.

Since she learned from Mr. Meng yesterday that they were going to take action against Si Qing, she has always wanted to go out to meet Si Qing and inform her.

But Mr. Meng didn't go out all day today, and even called her to the study with great enthusiasm and took her to appreciate the various antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the study.

Mrs. Wang was absent-minded and saw Mr. Meng holding a look of macaque and admiring it happily.

Suddenly she had an idea and pointed at the words and said, "Master, what's going on with this words? It looks like a mess. Could it be fake?"

Mr. Meng laughed: "This is a cursive script, which is a writing style created by the great scholar Mr. Qin when he was old. Look at the font writing smoothly, describing it as unruly and unique in it. If this character in my hand is put

If you go out, you will definitely be snatched by countless scholars."

Wang seemed to understand after listening, but of course she didn't have the time to listen.

So he casually replied: "Wow, master, you are so amazing. You can even get the word "The Great Confucian". Did this word cost a lot of money?"

"Haha, it didn't cost any money. This was given to me by Qin Daru... an acquaintance, and that person gave it to me." Mr. Meng's voice at the end of his speech was a little silly, and his expression became a little silly.

He quickly rolled up the word and put it aside, picked up another scroll and opened it, which was a painting.

This is a beauty picture, which is drawn in it. The beauty is sitting upright on the stone bench in the pavilion, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes and elegant temperament.

Behind her was a piece of green willows and red flowers.

When Wang looked at the beauty, she felt that her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Si Qing.

I couldn't help but ask: "Master, this painting is so beautiful. Which famous scholar painted it?"

Butler Meng was stunned for a moment. Looking at the beauty picture, he didn't know who painted it. When he took away family wealth from the Si family, he saw it in Mr. Si's study and hung it in the middle of the study.

He felt that the painting skills were so exquisite and it must be of great value, so he took them away. Later, after a closer look, he found that there was not even a pen name on it, and he was immediately disappointed.

Just looking at the beautiful beauty in the painting, I reluctantly couldn't throw it into the fire.

Now that Wang asked this, he didn't know what to answer.

He pretended to say to Wang, "This is what I drew myself, the person in this painting is my mother."
Chapter completed!