After eating the grilled fish, the eunuchs had to serve him to change his clothes, and I also suggested moving to the living room. But he didn't agree, just closed his eyes, bit a grass root in his mouth, and leaned lazily against a goldenrod tree.

Everyone had to leave it to him. In the end, he actually slowly slid down, and in the shadow of the catalpa tree, lay down on the grass and fell asleep.

I sat next to him and watched him sleep, and a sense of happiness I had never felt felt before. I looked at the sky, and the birds kept flying. Look at the courtyard again, the eyes are full of flowers, and the ears are filled with cicadas and birds chirping from time to time. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, and even the air was filled with his fragrance.

Even for this moment, it is worth my suffering on earth.

Looking around, and seeing people sitting on the fence or stone benches and dozing off, I lowered my head and kissed him lightly on the hair.

As soon as he raised his head, he crashed into a pair of dark eyes.

"Oh, I see a bug crawling in your hair." I said with all my composure.

He sat up. I hesitantly reached out to see that he hadn't dodged before reaching over to help him dust off the grass clippings. At the same time, he persuaded him: "If you sleep on the grass for a long time, you will have back pain, so you might as well go to sleep in the house." ”

"No," he said, standing up, "the sun is so nice today, it's warm and not sunny, and people just want to sleep." ”

I offered to go into the house and look at my father's collection, and he agreed, so I led him around the house. Finally, I led him into a large study, with rows of books against the wall, and a study room on the table.

He walked to the bookshelf and picked up a book, and asked in surprise, "This is the rubbings of the Qingyuan Pavilion's lone book?" ”

Looking at the big book on the cover, "Qingyuan Pavilion Lonely Book Inheritance Series", I nodded and said: "This unique book was originally in the secret pavilion of your family's Tianji Palace, and my father can only read it, not take it out." I begged him to help me rub it out, and this row is full of rubbings of the only books in your family's secret cabinet. I'm sorry, but the thief was caught by the victim. ”

He was even more surprised: "You mean that this is not your father's study, but your study?" ”

I said, "yes, this is my study, and it looks like a study." I invited His Highness into my study, but in fact, there was a plan. ”

He smiled and asked, "What scheme?" ”

I said, "First of all, let my study be contaminated with a little bit of His Highness's nobility, and from then on, my study can be promoted to a well-known study in Luoyang." Secondly, I also want to take the opportunity to ask His Highness for something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Before I beg Your Highness, I would like to ask Your Highness to help me see if a handscroll I bought at a used bookstall is genuine or a fake." I took out a worn-out handwritten scroll from a box on my desk and carefully opened it on the desk, while secretly observing his expression, and sure enough, he asked excitedly, "Oh my God, where did you get this?" ”

"A stall selling used books, I happened to pass by that day, and I walked over and rummaged through it for fun. Seeing this, it looked like a genuine handiwork, and the man offered it very cheaply, so he bought it back. ”

"It's very cheap, how much did you buy it?"

"A tael of silver."

In fact, it was 10,000 taels of silver bought from a fallen son of the old family. And the value of this handscroll itself is far more than 10,000 taels of silver, and the old family is a loser who does not learn and has no skills, and he does not know the goods at all. If this handscroll is sold in the calligraphy and painting market now, it will cost 100,000 taels of silver and will break the heads of those crazy admirers of Zhang Zhi. You must know that the people of this dynasty are obsessed with wild grass and worship Zhang Zhi to the point of "inch of paper", as long as it is Zhang Zhi's last ink, even if it is a piece of broken paper, people regard it as a treasure. What's more, this is still a whole handscroll!

"Oh my God, 'Grass Sage' Zhang Zhi's "Treatise on the Heart of the Pen", you only used one or two silver! It is said that no one has seen this scroll since Zhang Zhi's death, and some people speculate that Zhang Zhi took it to the grave to be buried with him. Because of this, Zhang Zhi's tomb was stolen again and again. Later, his family had no choice but to move the tomb to a place that no one knew, and they didn't even dare to erect a monument. Until now, people don't know where he is buried. ”

"Your Highness means that this handscroll is genuine?"

He looked at it again and nodded solemnly.

I immediately put the handscroll into the box, held it up in front of him with both hands, and said, "Then, give this to Your Highness." I'm not good at calligraphy, and this handscroll is purely for me to expose the heavens. Only by giving it to a cursive master like His Royal Highness will he not disappoint this rare handwritten book that has seen the light of day again. ”

"It's too expensive for me to want." He blushed and excused, but there was a deep reluctance in his eyes.

I understood the desire of a cursive lover to get his hands on cursive treasures, so I advised, "It is only precious in the eyes of those who know how to appreciate it." With the second-hand booksellers, it was only worth a tael of silver. In my hand, it just lay in the box and continued to see the light of day. If His Royal Highness doesn't accept it, the 'Grass Saint' Zhang Zhi will cry under Jiuquan. The only book of his handwriting fell into the hands of a person like me who didn't know calligraphy at all, and the so-called pearl secret investment was nothing more than that. Can Your Highness bear to see it continue to be dusty? ”

In the end, it was easy to say that he repeatedly emphasized that "I bought it for one or two silvers" and "'Grass Sage' Zhang Zhi would be very sad", so he finally stuffed the handscroll to his accompanying eunuchs.

After giving a big gift, I took out a blank scroll, spread it out on the desk, and said, "When Your Highness sees this, you already understand what I want to ask Your Highness." I would like to ask Your Highness to write me a picture. Perhaps in the eyes of His Royal Highness, Zhang Zhi's handscroll is priceless. But in my eyes, His Royal Highness's ink treasure is priceless, and I ask His Highness to give me words. I knelt down.

As I expected, he immediately helped me up and said, "I don't need to make such a big salute, I'll just write it." ”

So, I got the treasure of my dreams: my beloved Mobao of His Royal Highness King Qi.

I am willing to exchange the authentic works of all the famous artists in the world for his handwritten calligraphy and paintings. For me, it is true that only his calligraphy and paintings are truly priceless.

After finishing the question, I asked him to "point" a few games of chess. Probably for the sake of Zhang Zhi's hand-rolled face, he also readily agreed. So we set up a chess game again.

After a few games, he was impressed by my chess skills. I'm not good at calligraphy, but my chess skills are still good. As the daughter of a prime minister, I must have one or two things that I can handle.

He even said excitedly that he hadn't met such an evenly matched opponent for a long time, and he would find opportunities to learn more in the future.

On this day, he played at my house until the sun and shadow went west before he reluctantly said goodbye, and when he got up, he said: "I haven't had such a good time for many years." ”

My mother was smiling from ear to ear, and she was overjoyed at how well I got along with King Qi.

I escorted him out of my house with fluttering steps, and before I walked out of the door I thought: this is the happiest day of my life.

What I didn't expect was that this was also the last sound. The happiness He has given me in this life is only one day.