He could only prevaricate a few words casually, and when he was about to lose his bearing, Shen Jinchu's side finally came to the rescue-

"Got it!" The little girl lifted the scroll and admired the brightly colored paintings on it, her eyes full of amazement, "Ah, what a beautiful painting." ”

I saw the mountains in the distance, but near it was a courtyard, a house, a tree, a little bit of glow appeared in the sky, reflecting the young shoots on the trees more and more vivid and colorful, and the light green forest on the green hills in the distance was brightly colored, as if there were really lush trees growing on it.

"It's so beautiful," Old Man Xing's eyes were immediately attracted, he leaned closer and carefully looked at the painting, "It is worthy of the work that Master Mingwu personally made and framed the painting scroll, this painting can only be described in two words, whether it is painting skills or artistic conception......

The assistant standing on the side didn't know what to say for a long time, he looked at the painting for a while, and looked at the girl holding the painting for a while, and his mood was indescribably complicated.

"But I still don't understand a little," Old Man Xing looked at Shen Jinchu again, "Why should such a good painting be attached to it with a layer of ordinary paintings?" Isn't this a dust stain on the pearl in vain? ”

Shen Jinchu thought about it with his chin on his chin and said, "Well, it's not completely untraceable. ”

"When the Dahuang army invaded Kyoto, it can be said that burning, killing and looting were all evil, they were mostly reckless, and did not understand the preciousness of calligraphy and painting works, when the last emperor of the Xian Dynasty, Emperor Xianxuan, resolutely ordered the guards to flee with the prince, and several heavy treasures in the treasury were also transported out of the high palace wall with the prince and his party, I guess, this painting is probably one of them."

The little girl shook her head and said: "Under the arrangement of Emperor Xianxuan, the prince and his party went incognito and settled down in the market, and this batch of treasures was passed down to the Xian Dynasty from generation to generation. ”

Xing Lao nodded again and again when he heard this: "Yes, it is recorded in the wild history that after the son of Emperor Xianxuan escaped from the palace, he disguised himself as a commoner to marry a wife and have children, and there are descendants in the new dynasty who will be added to the official ranks, so this conjecture is very reasonable." ”

"What about you making up novels? "Min Ping listened to it for a long time, but he didn't understand, and laughed mockingly, "Speaking of, aren't they all guesses?" Boring. ”

"Not really! What Miss Shen said makes a lot of sense! The little assistant was on Shen Jinchu's side at this time, "Anyway, this painting is much more valuable than before it was revealed!" ”

"Oh? So tell me, how much is this thing worth now? Min Zhuang hurriedly asked.

Min Ping turned his head away, revealing an expression of nonchalance: "This author is not famous, so this painting is definitely not worth a few dollars......"

"Nonsense! That's it, money can't buy it! Old Man Xing patted the sofa and pointed to the place where the payment was placed, "See?" It is the inscription of Master Mingwu's own handwriting, and it is specially indicated that it is a painting given by a friend...... The fame of Master Mingwu, coupled with the beautiful artistic conception of this painting, is incalculable! ”

"Then you should say a number!" Min Zhuang was so anxious that his face turned red, and he couldn't wait to rush up and grab Old Man Xing's collar and ask him, "How much can this thing sell for?" ”