To the east of Wangxian Bridge, the luxurious prime minister's mansion of the current prime minister Qin Hui is located here. The Prime Minister's Mansion occupies the entire alley of the entire Wangxian Bridge, with hundreds of houses and dozens of courtyards, which can really be described as a heavy house, a deep courtyard, and the whole mansion is an independent small city. There are as many as 300 servants and maids in the Prime Minister's Mansion alone, not counting the attendants and guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion who live in the outer courtyard to protect the Prime Minister's Mansion. Prime Minister Qin Hui lived in this luxurious city within a city, living like an emperor.

As the sun set, on a three-story small building covered by flowers and trees in the back garden of Qin's mansion, Qin Hui was sitting on the terrace in the east of the building wearing a wide robe and silk clothes. In front of him was a long table, on which was a long ancient painting. The scroll was so long that the two servants had to carry the ends of the scroll one by one to keep it flat.

Qin Hui was concentrating on holding a piece of glass lens and tasting the ancient painting carefully. Not a single detail is missed. As the lenses moved, Qin Hui let out a sound of admiration in his mouth. Finally, Qin Hui put down the glass lenses, leaned back on the back of the Taishi chair, and sighed with satisfaction.

"Xiangye, is it genuine?" The servant on the left asked, craning his neck.

"Qin Fu, are you stupid. Can the things that Wei Shixun gave to Xiangye be fake? Is he dying? Another servant scoffed.

"Qin Lu, just what you can? If that's the case, what else does Xiangye do? Lord Wei may not dare to send fake paintings, but if he can't keep it, he will be deceived by others. Besides, do you have the final say on the authenticity of the painting? We have the final say on the gains and losses. Say something that others don't like to hear, even if it's a fake painting, let's say it's real, that's true, if it's fake, it's fake. Xiangye, do you say that what I said is right? ”

Qin Hui listened to the two servants arguing with interest, and when he heard this, he stroked his beard and laughed.

"Qin Fu, you are good at sycophants, do you mean that Xiangye and I refer to the deer as a horse and take the fake as real? Is the old man so confused? Qin Hui said with a smile.

"No, no, no, that's not what the little one means, the villain means that our Xiangye has hands and eyes. No matter what kind of painting he has, after our Xiangye's eyes swept it away, it was like crossing a layer of gold, and the worthless was also valuable, even if it was fake, it was more valuable than the real one. Qin Fu said busily.

Qin Hui waved his hand and said: "That's it, you coax the old man to be happy and the old man understands, but this antique and ancient painting can't be fake." If these things are collected as fake, it will be a big joke. The old man can't save a fake in this heavenly pavilion, if the old man's collection has a fake, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous? ”

"Yes, yes, what Xiangye said is that the villain is ignorant. What kind of place is this Heavenly Pavilion? Even the plaque of Getian Pavilion was given by the emperor. Naturally, the best things in the world should be collected, and the most genuine antique calligraphy and painting is. Qin Fu said with a smile.

Qin Hui smiled smugly and nodded. This small building in the back garden is called Getian Pavilion, which is where he treasures his antiques, calligraphy and paintings. The origin of the name Getian Pavilion comes from the plaque of the Prime Minister's Mansion 'Yide Getian' given to him by the emperor. That's what Qin Hui is most proud of. One Derg, what a compliment. The emperor gave himself this plaque, which was the greatest praise for himself. The dragon of the saints is unprecedented. Sometimes when I think about it, I feel a little ashamed. The emperor is like this to himself, is he sincerely loyal to him, governs the world for him, and protects the country and society for him? Qin Hui didn't dare to think about this question himself.

"Take it, Wei Shixun got a good thing this time. Do you know what the name of this painting is and who painted it? Qin Hui asked with a smile.

"I don't know!" Qin Fu and Qin Lu shook their heads like rattles.

"If you don't learn and don't know how to do it, this painting is called "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls", which was made by Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty. Wu Daozi, do you know who he is? It was a figure who was revered as the saint of painting. He painted a portrait of Emperor Tang Ming. His paintings are so valuable that they cannot be measured in gold or silver...... That's it, I'm also playing the piano to the cow to the two of you, you two don't learn anything and don't know anything, you know a fart. Qin Hui was quite interested, and he actually began to laugh and curse in his words.

Qin Fu and Qin Lu were very happy in their hearts, with their understanding of Xiangye, Xiangye was in a good mood at the moment. At this time, why not pat more sycophants and make Xiangye happy. You might be able to get a big reward.

Qin Lushi didn't have a chance to perform, he was preempted by Qin Fu's sycophants, and at this moment, he took the lead and said with a smile: "Good guy, this Wu Daozi really has some background." But...... Xiangye, this Wu Daozi's painting is good, but there is a missing character on this painting. ”

Qin Hui was stunned and said, "Missing a character? Who is missing? This is the whole volume, the old man has only counted it, eighty-seven immortals, one is not many. ”

Qin Lu approached with a hippie smile and said, "It should be the eighty-eight immortals, and it will be perfect to paint Xiangye on it." Xiangye immortal wind bones, must be immortals descending to earth. Called the little one to say, find someone to paint Xiangye, this painting is renamed Eighty-Eight Immortals, then it is good. ”

Qin Hui was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. Pointing at Qin Lu and said, "You dog, you are really good at slapping." ”

Qin Lu was scolded for being a dog, but he was very happy in his heart, and he really shook his head and waged his tail like a pug.

"You're talking nonsense, the eighty-seven immortals in this painting all have a background. These three are the Emperor of Donghua, the Emperor of Antarctica, and the Emperor of Fusang. These ten are the ten gods. These seven are male immortal officials. The remaining sixty-seven are golden boys and girls. What is the old man's drawing? Qin Huiwu laughed to himself.

Qin Lu scratched his head and smacked his lips, not knowing how to answer. Qin Fu said with a smile on the side: "Qin Lujing said nonsense, my family is originally an immortal, do you still need to paint it?" I look at the appearance of this Antarctic emperor, which is the appearance of our father. Xiang Ye is actually already in the painting, and Xiang Ye is the Antarctic Emperor Daxian. ”

Qin Lu looked at the scroll carefully, but this time he didn't refute, but shouted: "Oh, don't say it, it's really like it." Xiangye, take a look at it yourself, isn't this you? ”

Qin Hui laughed, waved his hand and said, "Two dog things, it's just a reward." I'll go to the account office to get the reward money later. It's okay to laugh at that, but it's absolutely not allowed to talk nonsense outside. What Daisen? What emperor? Isn't it comfortable to find the old man? ”

Qin Fu and Qin Lu said yes again and again, and they were even more happy when they got the reward. The two of them collected the scroll and sent it to the calligraphy and painting shelves in the building for collection.

Qin Hui was about to get up and leave, but saw someone on the path in the back garden walking quickly towards the small building, so he slowly sat down again. Soon after, a person came to the terrace and saluted Qin Hui.

"Xiangye, I'm back."

Qin Hui snorted, lowered his head to drink tea, and asked lightly, "How is it?" What do you see? ”

"Back to Xiangye, Zhou Junzheng has been buried in the mountains behind Qixia Academy. The villain stared at people all day, except for some students from the academy who went to mourn, no one went to the academy chairs of the DPRK and Central officials. The man said in a deep voice.

Qin Hui raised his gray eyebrows and sneered: "Even if they know each other, they also know that they are afraid of the old man." ”

"That's nature, the power of Xiangye, who dares not to be afraid? However, those academy students were a little bold, knowing Zhou Junzheng's crime, and dared to mourn. These students already know their names and write them down. However, none of them have official positions, they are just ordinary students, how to decide, please make it clear to the prime minister. ”

Qin Hui frowned and thought for a while: "These people are all ignorant and ignorant people, young people who don't know the height of the sky, just remember their names, but you don't need to do anything deliberately." These people can't afford to make any waves, and they don't know the difficulties of life. Unless they cause trouble, there is no need to provoke them, lest some people talk about it. ”

"The villain knows, just follow the instructions of the prime minister. But Xiangye, there is a man named Fang Zi'an here, who seems to have a very close relationship with Zhou Junzheng. The whole funeral was in Zhang Luo. The villain inquired and said that this person used to be Zhou Junzheng's student, but he was later expelled from the school by Zhou Junzheng. This person jumped out at this time, did he have to greet him specially. ”

"Fang Zi'an?" Qin Hui frowned and said, "Why does this name sound familiar?" ”

"Xiangye doesn't know, this Fang Zi'an is the poor student who recently wrote the famous "Qingyu Case".

"Oh? I said, I see. I've read that word, and it's well written. He turned out to be a student of Zhou Junzheng? I just learned that Zhou Junzheng still has a student. Why did you say that Zhou Jun expelled him from the school? ”

"It is said that because of his entanglement with Qin Xiqing, a courtesan in Wanchunyuan, Zhou Junzheng was furious, saying that he ruined his reputation and expelled him from the school."

"When?" Qin Hui frowned and asked.

"Two months ago. The details haven't been explored yet, if Xiang Ye wants to know where this Fang Zi'an came from, the little one will go and check it out clearly and then go back and forth. The man was busy.

Qin Hui thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary, it's just a little person." However, he dared to go to Zhou Junzheng's funeral, this was to show that he had the guts, right? Pay more attention to him, if it's just to get a position, if it's not like it's noisy, you don't have to be polite to him. Hey, why is this old man Zhou Junzheng? He has not left anything behind in his life, and even the only student has been expelled from the school, and in the end he has to need his own outcasts to preside over his funeral, which is really sad and lamentable. Well, don't say anything, go and go back to the account and get some silver for your men. ”

"Thank you. The villain retired. The man bowed and bowed respectfully.

Qin Hui sat on the Taishi chair, looking at the layers of houses in the twilight for a while, and finally slowly got up and stretched, and slowly walked into the building with his hands in his hands.