At five o'clock in the morning, the crescent moon was hung again on the corner tower of the Forbidden City.

Beijing, Forbidden City, Yanxi Palace.

Six hours later, Qin Beiyang and Lao Zhong repaired the Swiss watch robot, and it was really the last moment. At this moment, the eighty-year-old blind old clock was burning the last wick of his life, and Qin Beiyang had reached the critical point of exhaustion.

Finally, it's done.

Qin Beiyang and Old Man Zhong were both tired and collapsed on the ground, and the clock was automatically winding to accumulate strength, and it would be an hour before it could be reactivated......

Ah Hai and the two men in black coats, who also didn't close their eyes all night, fed them hot Korean ginseng tea, otherwise they would faint and never wake up.

Suddenly, the voice of the old eunuch came from downstairs: "Lord Ahai, tonight, another baby is coming." ”

Ah Hai whispered to the stairs, "Come up." ”

The old eunuch downstairs came up and sent out a scroll tremblingly: "Finally got it." ”

"What kind of baby?"

"I don't know why, but it's also the imperial collection of Lord Qianlong, but is this reward......

Ah Hai took out two cloth bags from his arms, one containing fifty taels of horseshoe gold, and the other containing half a pound of high-quality tobacco and soil, and stuffed them into the hands of the old eunuch. It turned out that the culprit of the self-theft was the eunuch who guarded the treasure warehouse of the Forbidden City.

"Thank you, Lord Ahai, for the reward, then our family will open it and take a look."

As soon as the old eunuch's fingers touched the scroll, Qin Beiyang heard the sound of a ding-dong pipa......

Where did the pipa come from in this iron house? Then there was the weeping Di and Xiao, and even a female voice singing Ana's ballad.

The sound came from within the scrolls.

"I'll ......"

Qin Beiyang picked up the scroll, but it was just the weight of a framed painting, but it was drumming in the palm of his hand, like a Swiss music box in the Qing Palace, especially the woman's singing, which sounded like a nightingale on a branch, like "Yangguan Three Stacks" or "Remembering Jiangnan".

Open the scroll from right to left, as if Jing Ke stabbed the picture of the King of Qin. Qin Beiyang didn't see the dagger, only a grand night banquet.

This is an ancient painting with gorgeous and elegant colors and smooth lines. First of all, many men and women sat around and listened to a woman in Tang costume playing the pipa. A middle-aged man with a long face and beautiful hair sat in the most prominent position and listened. In the second section, a petite woman with her hands behind her feet in some strange dance, and a man with a long beard reappears, beating a red lacquer drum to cheer up, and must be the hero of the whole painting. In the third paragraph, he sits on a couch with four women. In the fourth paragraph, the protagonist is bare-chested, completely without the reserve of a scholar, and the five women play the flute and flute side by side. In the fifth stanza, at the end of the song, the master stands in the middle with a drumstick, wanting to speak and stopping......

The night banquet ended.

"Could it be ......" Qin Beiyang covered his mouth and nose with the corners of his sleeves to prevent saliva or moisture from touching the scroll, "This is the famous - Gu Hongzhong's "Han Xizai's Night Banquet"? ”

"The colors and brushwork, the clothes and furniture of the characters in the paintings all have the style from the late Tang Dynasty to the early Song Dynasty. Han Xizai is a famous man of five dynasties and ten countries, Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, wanted to use him as a photo, and heard that he sang every night and misbehaved, so he ordered the painter Gu Hongzhong to sneak into Han Xizai's mansion and draw the whole night banquet to get a glimpse of it...... If the Swiss watch robot is priceless, then this "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" in the Southern Tang Dynasty is a priceless treasure, comparable to Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper". ”

Ah Hai calls himself a master of Chinese painting, his gaze has been frozen, and he bends down and bows his head like a statue, as if he is worshipping the gods and Buddhas.

Yes, there are also the seals of collectors of the past generations on the scroll, and they are not fakes of later generations.

It is said that this painting was collected by the royal palace in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it was circulated in an orderly manner, and it fell into the hands of General Nian Qianyao during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. Emperor Yongzheng killed Nian Qianyao, and the painting was included in the Forbidden City. Ah Hai pointed to the seal on the corner of the scroll, "You see the word 'Shuangfeng' in the seal, which is the word of Nian Qianyao, as well as his inscription - Han Xizai's actions are unique through the ages, it is a great miracle, don't you want to find out what people want?" ”

Just like the detective who cracked the code according to the map, Ah Hai and Qin Beiyang found the inscription of Emperor Qianlong: "The queen serves his family banquet and lives the middle-aged Danqing to advance, isn't it that the monarchs and ministers of Shu Ji specialize in sound and color games, and laugh in vain in the future generations?" At the same time, it is covered with Qianlong's "Ancient Xi Son of Heaven", "Shiqu Baoji", "Taishang Emperor" and other twelve seals.

The flute sounded again.

It turned out to be her?

Qin Beiyang rubbed his eyes, the fingers of the woman in the painting were raised, holding a bamboo flute, her lips slowly squirmed, her body leaned forward, her beautiful eyes lingered, and she winked a few times at the person outside the painting.

The woman in "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" is playing the flute.

Everyone in the painting moves, the whole picture seems to be a shrunken stage, and the people in the painting become wonderful actors, men and women who either talk to each other or play their musical instruments, resurrected from their graves thousands of years ago.

The picture of the night feast is a tomb.

The so-called finishing touch, wonderful brushstrokes, genius painters can often be the aura of heaven and earth, and anything can come to life under their brushes, including the night banquet more than 700 years ago.

Qin Beiyang saw the woman's dance, the glass of wine and laughter among the guests of the night banquet, and the ears and temples of the young man and the maid. There are also voices of people talking, clapping, playing, etc., and even the candles in the night banquet are lit up, illuminating the whole room......

Suddenly, there was a call overhead: "Oops......"

"Someone peeked!"

Ah Hai immediately stuffed his fingers into his mouth, made a sharp whistle, and urgently rolled up "Han Xizai's Night Banquet" again.

At this moment, on the third floor of Yanxi Palace, through the gap of a layer of iron floor, Timur, the small county king of Ordostoro, raised his head, and he patted his thigh: "Oh no! I couldn't help it when I saw "Han Xizai's Night Banquet". ”

"It's hard for you to hold it all night." Ye Kenan regretted that he didn't have time to cover his mouth, "They're about to come up, you should withdraw first." ”

The detective pulled out his pistol and pointed at the top of his head. It turned out that the roof of this Western palace had been quietly lifted by the two of them, sneaking into the three-story attic of Yanxi Palace from the sky, and peeking through the gap in the floor Qin Beiyang, Ah Hai and others in the secret room on the second floor......

Before the words fell, a man in a black coat had already gone up the stairs, and Ye Kenan raised his hand to shoot. The other party was extremely agile, curled up and rolled on the floor, and even dodged the bullets of the detective.

As soon as the little king was about to escape from the rooftop, he noticed footsteps from above. It turned out that Ah Hai gave an order, and two swordsmen came up from the stairs, and two guys who were guarding the ground floor flew directly to the top of the three-story building.

There is no escape.

Ye Kenan fired at the swordsman who invaded the third floor, and he didn't expect that the other party not only had a sword on his body, but also a fast gun, and immediately suppressed the detective's firepower. The other two people came up, although the little county king was a Mongolian prince who bent his bow and shot the eagle, his marksmanship could only be said to be average, and he was obviously not the opponent on the opposite side. And the two guys on the roof have also rushed into the three-story attic, forming a situation of encirclement.

The little county king was in a desperate situation, and many ancient weapons were stored in this three-story attic, most of which were the imperial swords of the Qing emperor. He casually picked up a waist knife used by Emperor Kangxi, and suddenly killed it from the oblique stab, slashing at the man in the black coat in front of him. This was a surprise, others thought he would shoot back, but they didn't expect a hand-to-hand dogfight.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the other party's dodge, the little king rolled down the stairs, and his nose and face were swollen, but he unexpectedly went to the second floor, broke into the steel secret room, and faced the Swiss watch robot of Emperor Qianlong.

"Timur ......"