"Princess, the painter is here, waiting outside, do you want to go to the outer room to see him?" Mo Yu came in to report.

"Okay, let her wait outside first. ”

Mo Xuetong lay on the bed for a few days, and felt that even the bones were about to fall apart, and after she came back, a few of those concubines who didn't know each other wanted to come over and take the opportunity to visit the sick to see the truth, but they were all sent away by the maids on the grounds that the princess was seriously ill.

This day can be regarded as leisurely, and her body has recovered a little, in fact, of course, she can be a normal director, but since Feng Jueran has ideas, of course she has to cooperate.

Here she moved from the inner room to the couch in the outer room, leaning in front of the couch before asking Moyu to bring the person in.

The woman who came in was a woman who looked about forty years old, she was Mrs. Ming, the owner of the famous Qingyin Calligraphy and Painting Museum in the capital, and she was the widow of the famous Ming family of calligraphy and painting in Daqin.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this calligraphy and painting museum was opened, Mrs. Ming was famous, and now when Mrs. Ming is mentioned in the capital, many people give her a thumbs up.

On the one hand, this is because Mrs. Ming does have some attainments on the way to calligraphy and painting, and she is very good at distinguishing some fakes and identifying authenticity, on the other hand, it is also because most of the calligraphers and painters are all men, and it is inconvenient to walk in the inner courtyard, while Mrs. Ming has no such restriction at all, so she became famous for a while.

"See the Princess. Mrs. Ming knew that it was Princess Xuan who invited her, and she didn't dare to take a closer look, she just felt that she was a beautiful woman who was not very old, and she was busy and respectfully blessed with a gift.

"Mrs. Ming doesn't have to be polite, but there are a few paintings that Mrs. Ming wants to help with appreciation. Mo Xuetong smiled slightly and gave up her seat to Mrs. Ming.

"The princess wants to know the year of those calligraphy and paintings, or is it genuine?" Mrs. Ming was not polite, sat down on the brocade stool on the side, and then looked up at this Princess Xuan, just a glance, she was already a little happy, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, no wonder others said that the merry King Xuan had not provoked other women since he married the princess, look at the beautiful woman in front of her, even if she is a woman, it is difficult to keep her heart.

Dressed in a light gauze color, only embroidered with simple patterns at the bottom of the neckline skirt, obediently attached to her, more and more dressed to her figure, white jade-like face, embedded with two red beaded lips, demagogic beautiful eyes, with a trace of ice and snow cold, just a little blink to look at people, but feel that the eyes are flowing, absolutely beautiful.

Mrs. Ming has been in and out of the inner courtyard, what kind of beauty has not been seen, but she was still shocked by the princess Xuan in front of her, such a beauty, it is only suspected that the fairy in the sky fell into the mortal world.

Beauty is the extreme beauty, charm is the extreme charm, the most wonderful thing, she also has a touch of coldness, the kind of Tsinghua out of the hibiscus temperament contains the peony national color of the Yanhua, this was originally two different styles of beauty, but the perfect combination of her, no wonder I heard that the first beauty of Daqin is not the second lady of the Ling Mansion, she has already become the princess of Xuan.

"Mrs. Ming heard that you have a lot of research with calligraphy and painting, and I have a few calligraphy pictures here, although they are not necessarily left by everyone, but I also like them very much, so I want to ask Mrs. Ming, who may have done these calligraphy and paintings, and I can deduce who the author of the painting is. Mo Xue smiled and said with a smile while instructing Mo Yu to go down and bring the painting over and spread it on the table in front of Mrs. Ming.

"Is the princess saying that the author of these paintings has been lost?" Mrs. Ming thought for a while and asked, she was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing, and she had also helped some ladies and young ladies to analyze it before.

This usually happens when the reputation of the author of the painting is not obvious, and in fact it is rare, but not impossible.

"Yes, Mrs. Ming, look at this one, this picture of night fishing in the cold river, I like it very much, but I don't know who made it, what is the power of the brush, this is what I found in the calligraphy and painting gallery outside, and the people in the store can't remember who left it, but I want to trouble Mrs. Ming to help me take a look." ”

Following Mo Xuetong's words, Mo Yu opened the first picture on the table, on the extremely bleak river, the lone lamp shines, illuminating the frozen lake from time to time, shining brightly, which also makes the whole picture more colorful, there is a fisherman, sitting at the bow of the boat with a fishing rod in his hand, sitting there leisurely fishing.

The most conspicuous thing in the whole painting scroll is a tree across his head, and there is a leaf hanging on it, which is rich in green, which makes the whole picture more vibrant.

"Madame Ming, can you help me see what the style of this painting is, which era should it be painted by someone of which era, and who is it most likely?"

Mrs. Ming was already stunned by the thick bleakness and vitality in the painting, stood up suddenly, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible, how is it possible, this is ...... Wouldn't it......"

Her hand seemed to have an autonomous consciousness and touched the picture, with a deep sense of surprise and emotion.

"Princess, can I use the utensils I brought to distinguish the seal on this picture?" Her gaze fell on a seal in the lower right corner of the picture, and the words on it clearly analyzed the words of the old man Cangshan.

"Madame, just do it. Mo Xue curled her lips and smiled.

Hearing Mo Xuetong's agreement, Mrs. Ming couldn't wait to take out the small bag she was carrying, opened it, took out some small utensils from it, brought it over, wiped some ink here, looked at the color of the paper there, looked at the color of the painting and others, and finally said excitedly: "Princess, this is the work of everyone in the previous dynasty." ”

"How is Mrs. Ming sure?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Ming thought that she had the most right to speak, and said happily at the moment: "Princess, you look at the color of this paper, at least for hundreds of years, look at this ink color, now no one uses it anymore, that is, the paintings of the heyday of the previous dynasty, will leave this ink color, as well as this private seal, this Ling everyone generally uses their own words to number, but it is said that after he got old, he also used to call himself the old man of Cangshan, and engraved his own private seal, this matter is in the previous dynasty, but the calligraphy and painting world does not see its words......"

"The princess should be the real thing. In the end, Mrs. Ming said affirmatively, her eyes fell on the painting quite reluctantly, as a person who loves painting, of course she knows how valuable this Ling family's real works are, so she can only be greedy.

"Mrs. Ming is really good eyesight, you take a look at this picture. Mo Xuetong bowed her head again.

Mo Ye took back the previous painting in Mrs. Ming's reluctant eyes, and Mo Yu took out another painting and spread it in front of Mrs. Ming's eyes.

I just looked at the amazing masterpiece in front of me, and then looked at this one, Mrs. Ming's brows were a little wrinkled, speaking of which this painting looks good, but if you are full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and then look at a table of snacks, you can really feel a little uncomfortable.

"Princess, this painting is also a good product, but it is too dark and soft, and the pen power is not strong, it should be made by a woman, and this woman is a little sparse between the lines, which shows that her body at that time is not very good, the pen power is floating on the surface, and there are many faults, which cannot be done in one go. ”

Although she felt that this painting was really not good, Mrs. Ming still carefully inspected it and analyzed.

The smile on Mo Xuetong's face receded slightly, she frowned, she couldn't tell what was strange, and asked, "Mrs. Ming thinks this calligraphy and painting can be a hundred years old?"

"A hundred years? How is it possible, in my opinion, this calligraphy and painting is at most a few decades, and it must be a woman's private work in the deep courtyard, princess, you see here, the woman's calligraphy and painting attainments are actually good, but it's a pity, one is not strong enough, the other is the layout is chaotic, it seems to be to paint the three girls on the painting together, which makes the whole layout present an unreasonable sense of crowding. ”

"Look at the only girl with the front exposed, the eyebrows are clear, childish and cute, the girl on the side is also delicate and bright, the eldest girl, although you can't see the front, but you can see the feeling of infinite tenderness, princess, in my opinion, this seems to be a painting left by a mother for her three daughters, or this mother is not very good. ”

Mrs. Ming looked at it again and again, and said in the affirmation again.

"How does Madame know that she is a mother who is left by her three daughters?" Although Mo Xuetong was still there, the whole person looked very leisurely, but a turbulent wave surged in her heart, and she only felt that there seemed to be a flash of lightning in her heart, and her fingers involuntarily pulled the cherry blossom under the pillow, and she was almost speechless for a while.

"The princess has not yet had a little son so I don't know, the three girls have their own merits, or cute, or bright, or gentle, only the mother has this kind of experience for the child, the calligrapher and painter is obviously good, but this layout, is to paint the three daughters into it, the fusion is a strong maternal love. ”

As soon as she heard that Mo Xuetong was suspicious, Mrs. Ming immediately felt misunderstood, and explained excitedly, and even picked up the painting so that Mo Xuetong could see more clearly, she was completely immersed in this painting, and did not notice Mo Xuetong's completely discolored face, but Mo Lan found Mo Xuetong's abnormality and came over and pushed her.

Mo Xuetong came to her senses of repentance, and smiled at Mrs. Ming: "Mrs. Ming, I'm really unwell, please ask Mrs. Ming to come back in a few days to help identify a few other paintings, Mo Ye, send Mrs. Ming out." ”

Mrs. Ming also discovered the abnormality of Mo Xuetong at this time, and when she entered the mansion, she knew that the princess was not in good health, and she heard that she had been hanging with medicine, and at this time, she saw that her face was pale and there was no trace of blood, and she knew that she was afraid that there was really something wrong, so she didn't dare to stay any longer, so she said goodbye to Mo Xuetong and left with Mo Yu.

"Princess, how are you, does it matter?" Seeing Mrs. Ming leaving, Mo Lan hurriedly squatted in front of Mo Xuetong, and asked anxiously, Fang Cai is still fine, why did it become like this all of a sudden, Mo Lan really didn't understand.

"I'm fine. Mo Xuetong let out a long breath, exhaled the depressed breath that was blocked in her heart just now, and felt a little more relaxed, just now, she almost subconsciously held her breath, and the pain in her chest was hot.

"Go, bring the painting, I'll look at it again. She pointed to the painting still on the table, and there was horror in her eyes that she could not hide.

"Yes, the slave will go and get it, don't worry. Mo Lan comforted her, not understanding that her always calm and calm master had discovered something wrong, so she immediately got up and took the painting, opened it for her and put it in front of her eyes, so that she could clearly see the scene in the painting.