Burn incense and clean hands...... After a busy time, Li Er and his wife stood in front of the table, nodded to Yi Cui beside her, and motioned for her to open the box.

The long box is no different from the box of the previous "Luo Shen Futu", whether it is the size or length, but when the box is halfway opened, Li Er knows that it is definitely not "Luo Shen Futu" inside.

Because it is not placed directly in the box like "Luo Shen Futu", but something wrapped in a red silk cloth, the length is also worse than that of "Luo Shen Futu".

What is it? Lao Li and the eldest grandson looked at each other silently, and what they saw in each other's eyes was deep doubt.

What's in there? "Luo Shen Futu" is already precious, but Li Chengqian's collection of it has not reached this level. Could it be that there is a more precious picture scroll in this world than "Luo Shen Futu"?

Thinking of this, Comrade Lao Li's eyes emitted an inexplicable brilliance, and the hands hanging by his side unconsciously raised, and the names of several famous lost picture scrolls kept flashing in his mind.

"Second brother." Empress Eldest Sun obviously felt Li Er's excitement, and couldn't help but scream. Appreciating the paintings of famous artists is most taboo mood fluctuations too much, especially those who have a hobby of studying calligraphy and painting, especially those who have a hobby of calligraphy and painting.

I don't know how many people have died in the joy of getting the coveted calligraphy and painting treasures, and the eldest grandson queen doesn't want her old man to fall on this.

Li Er was reminded by Empress Changsun, and also knew that his emotions were a little wrong, so he closed his eyes and forcibly calmed himself down, and after a while, he slowly said, "Okay, I'm fine, take it out." ”

"Whoa!" When the palace maid heard Lao Li's order, she dared to slack off, and after completely opening the long box, she took out the scroll wrapped in red silk and handed it to the eldest grandson queen.

Untie the cloth belt on the outside of the red silk, open the red silk, expose the slightly quaint scroll inside, carefully untie the ribbon tied on it, and the eldest grandson queen put the scroll on the table, and the jade hand gently pushed it, slowly unfolding it.

The scroll opened little by little, and the content inside also revealed its true face little by little, and the mixture of nervousness, anticipation, and countless emotions made the speed at which Empress Changsun unfolded the scroll slower and slower.

A few black dots were exposed, and it was clear that this was not a painting, but a single edge would be revealed as a scroll, rather than a few ink marks that were obviously words.

What is it? What is it? Li Er said that he was not nervous, but in fact, beads of sweat had begun to appear on his forehead, and there was a trace of anticipation in his heart.

We've all had the time to receive a long-awaited gift, what kind of anticipation was it when we opened the outer package? To put it into a more popular analogy, if you know that a chest is full of gold bars, what is your mood when you open it?

More and more ink was revealed on the scroll, and although Empress Eldest Sun was already slow to unfold, as time passed, she and Li Er could see clearly what was written on it.

The husband and wife are both well-read poetry and books, and Chinese characters do not look like foreign letters, and they need to be read completely, so when a third of those characters are exposed, the hand of the eldest grandson emperor has stopped, and his eyes are full of surprise to look at the old man beside him.

At this time, Li Er was completely frozen, his eyes were almost staring out, and he was muttering something.

It took a lot of effort for Empress Changsun to hear clearly, and what His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty said was: Damn little bastard, this thing is really in his hands, and when he comes back, Lao Tzu won't beat him to death!

Over and over again, that's it.

"Second brother, second brother!" Empress Eldest Sun forcibly held back the funny feeling in her heart and gently pushed Li Er's shoulder.

"Huh?!" Li Er, who was woken up by his wife, shook his head, put away the ghost-like expression on his face, took a deep breath and said, "Guanyin, you don't have to persuade me this time, I promise you that I will never discount that kid's legs." ”

"What is the second brother doing, is it because he is angry that Qian'er gave this painting to the concubine? If so, what if the concubine is transferred to you? Of course, Empress Eldest Sun knew that Li Er didn't mean this, and she didn't say this to distract the old man, lest he get too excited to 'stalk' the past.

Li Er was so excited that he explained without thinking about it: "How long do you think this thing has been in his hands?" When I first learned of the death of the monk Fencai, I felt that something was wrong, and I searched for it at the time but couldn't find it, but now it seems that ...... But that little bastard was the first to attack! ”

Yes, you guys guessed well, what is on the table is indeed Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", and it really can't be really the kind anymore.

Characters like Li Er and Changsun, who have copied countless other works of the 'Calligraphy Sage', can be 100% sure that this is the authenticity of the handiwork just by relying on the little ink that reveals one-third of their true faces.

Li Er had been looking for something for several years, and suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him not excited, and then thought that the old monk seemed to have been dead for some years, and how could he not know who did it in the first place.

And if it's just like this, forget it, even if Li Chengqian hides the things, for the sake of what he hands over now, Lao Li can grit his teeth and endure it.

But what did Li Chengqian do? He actually handed over a good piece of "Lanting Collection Preface" to Empress Changsun! What kind of behavior is this? This is a kind of death-seeking behavior, and this is a deception.

knew that Empress Changsun would definitely hand it over to the old man after reading this painting, but Li Chengqian still insisted on handing over the "Lanting Collection Preface" to his mother, not to his father. What does this make Li Er think? Isn't this a hell of a heart?

Now this situation makes Lao Li embarrassed to ask his wife for this thing, the thing was given to his wife by his son, and he is embarrassed to hang his wife's things in his study?

But if you don't take it back...... If you don't take it back, it's a little itchy and unbearable, although there is no difference between putting things in the hands of Empress Changsun and putting them in Lao Li's hands, but ...... Is there really no difference?

Deliberately, this kid must have done it on purpose, obviously dissatisfied with his suppression of him, so he came up with such a way to get angry, so that he had no place to get angry.

The more Li Er thought about it, the more he felt that his inference was not wrong, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he felt, this damn little bastard was simply too annoying, and not beating him was not enough to calm the nameless fire in his heart.

(End of chapter)