"Well, but a lot of things are convenient. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhuo Yijia walked in front and naturally took over.

"What does the master mean?"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger?" Zhuo Yijia glanced at the painting, and then strode out of the courtyard.

Zhuo Yijia went out, got on the sedan chair prepared by Sanniang in advance, spared a few alleys, turned a few corners, and changed a few sedan chairs. When I entered the Fusheng Hall, it was already the beginning of my life.

Chun Er stood under the eaves, saw the sedan chair carrying Zhuo Yijia in, walked quickly to the bottom, and bowed his hand.

The sedan chair fell and leaned forward, and Zhuo Yijia walked out of the sedan chair.

"Subordinates, see master."

"Get up. Take me to the study, I have something to consult with you. Zhuo Yijia got off the sedan chair, turned his head to look at Chun'er and said bluntly.

"Yes." Chun Er responded and took Zhuo Yijia to the study.

The study is still the same as when Zhuo Yijia came last time, and nothing has changed. Zhuo Yijia picked a seat and sat down, looking at Chun'er, "You can sit too." ”

"Yes." Chun Er responded to Zhuo Yijia's lower hand.

"I came to you today to ask if your husband's "Fuchun Spring Scene" is still there?" Zhuo Yijia looked at this and asked.

"Yes, the master wants this painting?"

"I don't want it, I'm going to let you give it away." Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er. "Fuchun Spring Scene" is one of the favorite objects of Emperor Guo Ruhan during his lifetime, which was painted by Huang Gongwang, a famous painter of the previous dynasty, and is a rare holy product in the painting, and has always had the reputation of "a painting in the world". After the Guo family was wiped out, there was no trace.

No one knows that Emperor Guo Ruhan gave his grandson Guo Bian before destroying the door.

"Giving it away?" Chun'er frowned, it was the only relic that his grandfather had left him.

"Well, I know you're in a quandary, so I didn't send Sanniang this time." Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er, she came in person this time just to ask for this painting. In this way, he can show that he attaches importance to this matter and the Guo family.

But if you don't want to teach that, that's fine. I will definitely not force you to sacrifice the relics left to you by Mr. In that case, I'm going to borrow this picture for a few days. Zhuo Yijia said. If Chun'er is unwilling to hand over the painting, she will not be strong.

Chun'er's frowning brows relaxed, and he looked up at Zhuo Yijia: "What is the use of the master asking for this painting?" ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er, paused, and said, "Do you know Emperor Mingxian's greatest hobby?" ”

Chun Er thought for a moment, then shook her head. He only knew that Emperor Mingxian didn't love beauties, he was moody and casual, and he was arrogant. No one dared to inquire into his preferences.

"It's a painting." Zhuo Yijia replied. Before Emperor Ming Xian ascended the throne, he was just a soldier who fought in battle, and no one knew that a soldier who was on a bloody battlefield loved the most, and it was indeed a painting. This was also when she was a child, celebrating the king's birthday, and when she and her father chose gifts for him, her father told her.

That day, my father was in the imperial study, flipping through the scrolls in his hand one by one, and said, "Your second uncle doesn't love anything, he loves painting." It's a pity that no one knows about his hobby. ”

"Oh? The second uncle's hobbies are the same as those of the queen mother. The second uncle loves to paint, so Emperor E will paint him a picture as a birthday gift. She blinked at her father with her eyes open.

Then came the hearty laughter of my father.

"But what did the master do when he gave it to Emperor Mingxian? Is it to please him? Chun Er looked at Zhuo Yijia and asked, pulling Zhuo Yijia's thoughts back.

"Definitely." Zhuo Yijia shook his head, "Emperor Mingxian loves to paint, but this painting was not given to him by us." It was Wu Cheng who sent the painting. ”

"Dali Temple Qing Wu Cheng?" As he spoke, Chun Er frowned, lowered his head and thought about the joints.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er frowning and thoughtful, and interrupted, "You don't have to think about it, you can't figure out the problem here." Emperor Ming Xian loved to paint, and Wu Cheng gave him this "Fuchun Spring Scene". First, Wu Cheng knew his hobbies, and in his opinion, he must have heard about him, and even checked him privately. Since ancient times, emperors have many doubts, and the most taboo is that someone privately inquires about themselves and understands their hobbies. Second, Chun'er, do you remember the scenery in "Fuchun Spring Scene"? ”

"Naturally, I remember that there are spring flowers, smiling flowers, and usurping grass in it...", Chun's voice slowly stopped, and looked at Zhuo Yijia: "Usurpation grass?" ”

Zhuo Yijia nodded, "After Emperor Ming Xian usurped the throne, he hated others mentioning that he rebelled against the throne. Zhuo Yijia laughed sarcastically, "It's like people's shortcomings hate being mentioned by others." ”

"What does the master mean, is he going to use this painting to get rid of Wu Cheng?" Chun'er understood.

"Exactly."

Chun Er was silent for a while, and Zhuo Yijia was silent.

After a while, Chun Er slowly raised his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia, "Since that's the case, then take this painting." The master's copying, no matter how good it is, is not true, if it is discovered, Wu Cheng will become a person who is plotted by others. There is danger after all. ”

Zhuo Yijia nodded and looked at Chun'er, "It's hard for you." ”

"For the great cause of the master, no matter what he sacrifices, he will not hesitate." Chun'er said firmly, "My subordinates will go and get paintings." Chun Er turned around and walked into the bookshelf, there was a secret passage behind the bookshelf, Chun Er opened the secret passage and walked inside.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Chun'er, did not speak, and did not get up. Just sit and wait quietly.

After a long while, Chun'er came out of the dark room, holding a rolled scroll in his hand, and handed it to Zhuo Yijia.

"Master, this is "Toyama Spring Scene".

Zhuo Yijia took the scroll, untied the tape, and unfolded it to see that it was indeed a picture of the spring scene of Fushan, and then rolled it up and handed it to Chun'er, "I just came to paint, and I will give this painting to Sanniang today, and let her arrange someone to pass this painting to Wu Cheng." Let Wu Cheng know that the best thing for Emperor Ming Xian is painting. hinted to Wu Cheng that during the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, if the emperor receives a liking, I am afraid that the official position of the person who sent the painting will be mentioned again. But remind Sanniang that none of our identities can be revealed, and this thing cannot be done in Manchun Building. "If you want to talk about sources, there is no one more widely than in the Qinglou. Give the painting to Wu Cheng naturally, and let him know the emperor's hobbies that no one in the world knows, and Qinglou is the best place. But if this is the East Window incident, it will definitely implicate Manchun Building.

Chun Er nodded, "My subordinates understand. ”

The sun was shining outside the house, not long after Zhuo Yijia left, Chun Er passed the codex to Chen Sanniang, and after the two met, Chun Er told Zhuo Yijia what he ordered, Sanniang answered, thought about a noon, and in the afternoon, he lined up Chen Pi, the most clever subordinate around him, to do this.

It just so happened that the next day I got the news that Wu Cheng was going to go to the famous antique street in the capital to buy gadgets, and early in the morning, the tangerine peel passed through the snakeskin bag, containing a few dusty and muddy bottles and cans, a few half-broken calligraphy and paintings, plus a few strange-shaped stones, to the antique street.