Looking back, Liu Wenyang examined his own anti-theft system - neither raising the vicious watchdog nor raising the servants and martial artists with superb martial arts skills, but only the lazy python pretending to be a "divine dragon".

In the eyes of ordinary people, it may be really good to have this big python guarding the house, but only Liu Wenyang clearly knows that this python is a genuine "paper tiger". Not to mention a pole, it will be broken. Even if someone scares it with a shoulder pole, it will make it tremble all over. This is also a blame for my father's actions that were too ruthless and left behind sequelae. Therefore, this guy who looks very majestic on the surface is actually a coward, and Liu Wenyang does not expect to use it to guard his millions of possessions.

So Liu Wenyang first exchanged the silver taels for one thousand taels of silver notes, then put the priceless beads together, and then began to think about a good way, and it would be best to find an extremely secret place and hide the things so that the thieves could not start.

But in this era there are neither safe nor password boxes, so what should I do?!

So Liu Wenyang began to think about it everywhere at home, and flipping through the bottom of the stove. He felt that it was not good. If it was not done well, it would be burned by a fire. He flipping through the flower pots, but he also felt that it was wrong. He might turn into a paste when boiling water. Then he thought about learning from Mr. Wei, prying open the bricks on the wall with a knife and hiding the silver notes and beads in it, but he was afraid that the gap would be too obvious, so he reminded the thief.

A headache!

The smart official Liu Daren was actually stumped by this place where private money lives.

But he is not an ordinary person after all, and he can pretend to be a god and fool him to the point of being fooled. Of course, he has his extraordinary features.

So Liu Wenyang's mind circled and then thought of a famous saying: The most dangerous place is the safest place!

Then he looked up and slapped his high-fives and said, "It's there!"

But in the hall where he helped people look at others, a huge Feng Shui hyacinth hung on the front wall.

The gourd had never opened its mouth, and it had not moved intact, and even there were dry vines on the gourd's mouth.

The gourd is painted with a "Fu Lu Shou" pattern. The longevity man with a bright forehead is riding a nine-colored sika deer. Behind the deer's butt is a boy with a double bun facing the sky. The boy appears vividly and holds a big birthday peach in his arms.

It can be said that this Feng Shui hyacinth has exquisite workmanship and beautiful pyrography. It is the best jewelry to decorate the facade and embellish the environment.

However, Liu Wenyang did not have the leisure to appreciate the workmanship of this gourd, but picked it off, took a knife and held the gourd's mouth, and sawed it hard.

Time, time!

At the mouth of the gourd, powder is flying.

The powder came to his nose, "Ah sneezing!" Someone holding a knife and saw the mouth of the gourd sneezed and couldn't help but rub his nose with his fingers.

When the saw was almost done, I broke it hard and the gourd mouth was broken off in a piece.

Liu Wenyang was overjoyed. He first put the sawed gourd mouth aside, then took a thin chopstick and inserted it into the gourd, stirring it up for a while, and pouring out all the scattered gourd seeds inside.

Knocked, until the things in the gourd's belly were cleaned by him, then he stopped. Then, Liu Wenyang took the treasure-like silver notes and beads, and wrapped them tightly with moisture-proof oil paper. He first stuffed the beads one by one to the gourd's mouth, then rolled the silver notes into thin strips and stuffed them in. In the last step, put the sawed gourd head back to the gourd's mouth, and sealed them finely with beeswax... It's OK!

Unless the thief knew that there was something in the gourd's belly, no one would have thought that Xiao Liu Shenxiang would put all his belongings in the gourd.

He tapped the big belly of the gourd with his fingers, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, and the sound was misty. Liu Wenyang, the official Liu, looked at his masterpiece and couldn't help but shrugging and laughing, feeling that he was too smart, and he could even think of such a difficult method!

He hung the Feng Shui hyacinth on the wall of the hall again. Liu Wenyang looked left and right, but he felt that hanging only one gourd would seem too monotonous and too conspicuous. Maybe those thieves had nothing to hold them secretly and might have to go there. Well, it would be better to hang some more calligraphy and paintings to suit them.

Thinking of this, Liu Wenyang called the bright moon of the servant and the book boy, and asked him to prepare a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, saying that he wanted to "use his pen and paint".

Besides, this little boy Mingyue was nicknamed "slug" in the past. It was just because he had no clothes to wear in the middle of winter, and he ran out of his nose. All day long, the snot was like the flooding of the Yellow River and couldn't stop him. Now, he was well-educated at the Liu family. He was very fed and had big fish and meat every now and then. The flooded snot disappeared and his figure grew taller and stronger.

It can be said that in this Liu Mansion, the young master is very good to the little boy Mingyue, and he often rewards him with a few small money to spend. This was a wealthy life that he never dared to imagine before.

In addition, Liu Wenyang also took special care of Mingyue's family, and helped rice, flour, clothes from time to time, and other expenses. Mingyue's mother was sick, and she was also the doctor that Liu Wenyang paid for.

In this case, it does not mean that Yue herself, even Lian Mingyue's old mother was extremely grateful to the Liu family. She felt that her son could stay in such a family because she left, and that the lucky ones burned Gao Xiang. She kept reminding Mingyue to repay her kindness and serve the young master.

Under the advice of his mother, Mingyue cherished this rare opportunity even more and served Mr. Liu Wenyang carefully, for fear of doing something wrong and being expelled from the Liu family.

At this moment, when Shu Tong Mingyue heard that Master Liu was going to draw, she hurriedly started to arrange it, grinding it, laying paper, burning incense, and preparing water... She was even more excited in her heart. She only knew that the young master was a scholar, but she didn't know that he knew how to paint, so she had to keep her eyes open and admire the young master's masterpiece.

If this little book boy had a long and long eye, and knew that Liu Daren had bad words that shocked the world and cried ghosts, he would definitely not have looked forward to the other party's paintings so much.

In a moment, all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were complete.

Liu Wenyang solemnly put his hands into the basin and washed them with clean water. In the words of the Ming Dynasty literati, this is called "cleaning hands", and then wiped them with a towel to let the bright moon ignite the sandalwood. When the fragrance overflowed, he stole his horse and began to pick up his pen luck.

What to draw?!

Pine, bamboo and plum?

Too vulgar!

Beauty picture?

I am afraid that people will not be able to appreciate it.

After thinking about it, there is

But I saw that Liu Daguan Ren finally finished writing and painting.

Let’s talk about Xiaoshutong Mingyue. She stood quietly aside before, staring at her eyes wide and waiting, but after waiting, Master Liu had not moved for a long time.

Just as he was waiting for a moment, he was anxious and panicked, the other party moved.

Mingyue didn't care about blinking, but was afraid that after blinking, she missed the wonderful writing that Young Master Liu had put down. The momentum she took, so she hurriedly stared at it to look at it---

But Liu Wenyang was holding a brush and drew a circle of...the size of copper coins on the fine rice paper very roundly.

That's right, it's just a circle!

I guess he felt that the circle was not very round, so he picked up his pen and drew it again, and finally the circle became round.

Shutong Mingyue was stunned and thought to herself, what is this?!

However, after following his former boss Zhang Tiezui for a long time, this little boy Mingyue was inevitably involved in the habit of flattering and slapping horses. He said sweetly: "The circle of the young master is also very well drawn, round and black. If you add another tail, you will become a tadpole swimming everywhere!"

Liu Wenyang smiled without saying a word, and took the pen and put it into the painting again.

I saw him picking up a pen on the paper for a distance... and actually drew another circle!

The little boy Mingyue smiled and said, "This circle is also drawn, it is round and bulging like a toad belly, and black like sesame paste. If you add six legs, you will become the dung beetle rolling with cow dung!"

Liu Wenyang continued to write, but it turned out to be another black circle---

Little Tong Mingyue: "..."

I had to use my brain to continue slapping: "This circle is also good, very round and black. If I have two more horns and legs, it will become the crackling rattle!"

Liu Wenyang ignored him and continued to draw circles until he drew seven black circles on the snow-white paper. Then he raised his wrist and finished his pen, and then asked the little Tong Mingyue with a smile: "Let's say, what are these?"

The little boy Mingyue scratched his ears and cheeks, and finally said with a bitter face: "Young master, just spare me. I really don't know what you are painting! It's said it's a group of tadpoles, but they all have few tails; it's a dung beetle, but they have too many legs; it's a rattle, but they have fewer horns and they can't hit it...Young master, your painting skills are unfathomable, and the villain really can't guess what this is!"

Liu Wenyang smiled proudly and said to Mingyue in a tone of teaching: "Mingyue, Mingyue, you are blessed to be able to follow me. After following me, you can not only eat and drink well, but also learn a lot. Look, what is this..."

While speaking, he saw Master Liu lifting his pen and connecting a crooked ink line in the seven circles.

The little Tong Mingyue widened her eyes and looked at the picture on the white paper again and again, but she still couldn't see any tricks? She thought to herself, was this a spirit spell for catching ghosts and a talisman for exorcism?! Otherwise, how could it be so ugly?!

Seeing that the little boy was still confused, Liu Wenyang couldn't help but tempt him, "Look at it well, what do I paint like?"

The little Tong Mingyue grabbed his forehead hard, stared at the seven circles and lines again, and suddenly realized: "Oh, young master, I understand! You are drawing a string of money, but this string of money is a little less, only seven copper plates!"

With a "click", Liu Wenyang knocked on the forehead of the little boy Mingyue and cursed with a smile: "You guy, you have been fooling around money at a young age. Can't you see anything else except money?"

After being knocked on the forehead by Master Liu, the little Tong Mingyue couldn't help but say with a bitter face: "Young master, I'm too stupid. I really can't tell anything except a bunch of money... Well, at most it's like a bent spoon..."

Liu Wenyang laughed, "Mingyue, Mingyue, are you a light on your forehead? Why doesn't you knock it? It turns on when you knock it... Yes, this painting looks like a spoon, but it's not an ordinary spoon, but a big spoon that holds stars and scoops the moon!"

As he spoke, Master Liu took his master's hand with a thrill of momentum and stretched out his hand, saying, "This is the first painting you master from ancient times to the present, and it may also be the last painting---the Big Dipper Seven Stars Map!"

Xiao Tong Mingyue: "Big Dipper Seven Stars Map?" She looked surprised and couldn't help but be surprised. She looked at the "masterpiece", then looked at it, then looked at it.

Liu Wenyang was proud and said, "Stop reading, hang up first, and then you can see enough!"

It took a long time for the old man to put on a sentence, "Young Master, is this painting really going to be hung?"

Liu Wenyang couldn't help but be stunned, "What do you mean?! Do you doubt my young master's painting skills?"

"Oh no!" Xiao Tong Mingyue waved her hand quickly, "I just think this painting is too precious. It's your first or last work. If you have any mistakes when you hang it up, then you'll be 'Turt Tortoise is fine----completely finished (playing) the egg'!"

Liu Wenyang: "Stop talking nonsense! Hang it on quickly, yes, just hang it next to the Feng Shui hyacinth! I have already looked at the direction and calculated the time. As long as I hang this painting, the business of this hall will be very good and kill all directions!"
Chapter completed!