Fu Mingrui entered the house and found that the floor of the room had accumulated dust, which proved that no one had entered the room for many days, which made some marks clear. It was obvious in the room that there was only the footprint of an adult man.

Immediately, at a glance, he saw a chair being moved in front of a wall, and the one facing him was the painting that Wang Laonu was talking about!

Fu Mingrui walked to the chair, as if Wang Yi was sitting on the chair, looking at the painting in front of him obsessively. If you just want to appreciate it, you can just stand there, so why move a chair?

Because when a person sits down, the angle of viewing the painting will be low, and the viewing angle of the painting is not good. Therefore, the only explanation is that, as Wang Laonu said, this Wang Yi loves this painting so much that it takes half a day to look at it. Standing for a long time will make him feel tired, so he needs to sit.

Fu Mingrui couldn't help looking at the painting. What was the reason that made Wang Yi so obsessed with this painting? His gaze scanned the scroll in front of him, and he felt that the colors were extremely bright, as if they were painted yesterday.

As we all know, this picture scroll will lose some of its color after being left for a long time, and it is by no means as gorgeous as the original painting.

But for the painting in front of him, Fu Mingrui only felt that the color was bright and moist. He glanced at the inscription and saw that it was a Taoist of Huangshan. He was slightly surprised. This Taoist of Huangshan was 60 years ago. How could this painting be preserved so fresh? Especially the red plums everywhere are really lifelike, as if the bright red plums in winter are printed directly on the scroll.

And among the red plums, the white figure is particularly eye-catching. Her long hair half covered her face, making people wonder whether she was a man or a woman, and what kind of stunning beauty she was.

But Fu Mingrui is a straight man, so he is not interested in beauties. In his eyes, this is a painting, and he doesn't care who is the man in white in the painting? Nor did she care how beautiful she was. But this painter, he was also amazed in his heart.

"Butler Wang, does your lord like calligraphy and painting?" Fu Mingrui scanned the paintings in front of him, then turned to look at Wang Laonu.

Wang Laonu looked embarrassed: "To be honest, my lord, my lord has never liked calligraphy and painting. I bought this painting for the purpose of communicating with dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. Since I bought this painting, there are indeed adults who love painting. Come and watch." Wang Laonu stopped talking when he said this.

When Fu Mingrui heard this, he also understood the purpose of this painting in his heart.

"But..." Wang Laonu suddenly spoke again, with a confused look on his face, "Later, the adults gradually didn't like others to appreciate the paintings, so they used this as an excuse to preserve the paintings, and declined other adults to come to see them, and then closed the door and walked alone. Sit in front of the painting and watch."

When Fu Mingrui heard this, he felt that the whole thing was indeed quite strange. A person who doesn't like painting suddenly feels displeased when others view paintings, and then even refuses others, and closes the door to watch alone. This is obviously unreasonable and somewhat abnormal.

Fu Mingrui thought for a while, then looked at Wang Laonu: "This painting is very important, I want to take it away."

"My lord, please go ahead!" Wang Laonu was extremely excited, as if he wanted Fu Mingrui to take away this painting that made their lords weird as soon as possible.

Fu Mingrui raised his hand to take the painting, but when he got closer, he felt the smell of blood getting stronger. A trace of doubt crossed his mind, and he couldn't help stepping forward to take a deep sniff, and sure enough, he could smell a strange smell of blood on this painting!

His heart tightened, and he immediately took down the painting, and took a photo in front of the sun. The painting has been framed, and there is no clue, but the smell of blood is real.

He rolled up the painting casually, and looked at Wang Laonu deeply: "Butler Wang, where did your lord buy this painting, do you know?"

"Oh, I bought it from [Ya Zang Xuan] in the capital."

When Wang Laonu said [Yazangxuan], Fu Mingrui's forehead tightened and his temples swelled and ached. He knew that it was his elder brother's shop, and he also knew the purpose of Wang Yi buying paintings from his elder brother.

His heart beat a little faster, and his inexplicable guilt made him instantly lose his composure and become upset. Could it be that Wang Yi's disappearance has something to do with his elder brother?

Should this case be investigated?

What he is most afraid of is that the case in his hand will suddenly have something to do with his elder brother and his father. He can't deny his relatives, so this also puts him in a difficult choice between loyalty and righteousness.

"My lord, please find my lord~~~" Yinyin cried in front of Fu Mingrui, Lihua tearfully said, "Without a lord, a concubine...I really don't know how to live..." Yinyin cried while saying to Fu Mingrui blinked tears.

Wang Laonu looked at the side and shook his head, and bowed to Mingrui: "Thank you, my lord."

Fu Mingrui looked at Wang Laonu deeply: "I have accepted the case, and I will investigate it myself. If you have any clues, from now on, you need to report to the eight gates in time!"

"Yes! Yes!" Wang Laonu nodded repeatedly.

"Also, your lord is missing, don't spread it outside, so as not to cause rumors and panic." Fu Mingrui explained seriously.

"Don't worry, my lord, this old slave understands, and the old servant at home will also pay close attention to it." Wang Laonu is a very reliable old servant.

When Fu Mingrui came out of Wang Yi's house, his concubine Yinyin was still yearning for him, so she was dragged in by Wang Laonu.

"I think if Wang Yi doesn't come back, this concubine wants Hongxing to cheat." Sun Peng couldn't help joking.

"Who made our lord handsome? I forgot that someone proposed marriage last time." Wu Guang and the others secretly laughed behind Fu Mingrui.

Fu Mingrui turned around and looked at the four of them with heavy faces. The four of them immediately lowered their heads, put away the smiles on their faces, and dared not speak any more under Fu Mingrui's majestic and sullen eyes.

"My lord, we know we were wrong!" The four of them lowered their heads and said in unison. There was a look of remorse on his face. When handling a case, it is discipline not to talk or laugh.

"Don't be an example!" Fu Mingrui yelled, turned around and continued forward with a sullen face.

The four of them looked at each other, did not dare to speak any more, and followed Fu Mingrui honestly and solemnly.

Fu Mingrui was holding the scroll in his hand, but he felt that he was holding a soldering iron that had just been taken out of the stove, and his palms ached from the heat. It was a hot potato.

Officials from Beijing and Central China are missing, and the eight gates are reported to them. The procedure is not wrong. But this Wang Yi happened to belong to his father, and this painting was sold by his elder brother. This made Wang Yi's disappearance always have many ties to their family.

If Fu Mingrui didn't investigate to avoid suspicion, it was the Fu family who caused Wang Yi's disappearance. But if the investigation continues, Fu Mingrui feels a little uneasy. What if it really has something to do with his elder brother and father?

"My lord! Mr. Fu!" Zhao Cheng's sharp eyes saw the person in front of him.

Fu Mingrui raised his face, and sure enough, he saw his elder brother Fu Mingsu leading a familiar man out of an empty house. He recognized the person who was with his eldest brother, it was Yi Jixuan, his sister-in-law's eldest brother!

He was a little surprised, when did Yi Jixuan come to the capital? He felt that he was too indifferent to family affairs.