Chapter 50: It's a treasure

Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Long Chi's voice Qingyue say: "Uncle Huang, on your birthday today, the minister has not prepared any big gifts, but the words on this folding fan are inscribed by Mochen Daru himself, and I hope that Uncle Huang can like this fan." ”

As soon as the words of the scumbag prince fell, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Even the emperor, who had always been moody, was slightly surprised.

Mochen Confucian, is a great wonder in the world, but also a rare genius in a hundred years, his wisdom and foresight, are beyond the reach of others, it is said that he is now more than seventy years old, but he is still a figure that all countries want to win over.

Moreover, it is rumored that if you can get the help of Mochen Confucianism, you will definitely be able to win the world and become the overlord of the world.

This is also the reason why all countries have been reluctant to give up the search for Mochen Daru for so many years.

It's a pity that in the early years of Mochen Daru, he was hidden in the mountains and forests, and no one could find his traces.

But it is such a figure whose whereabouts are a mystery and cannot be found by all countries, but the prince actually has a folding fan inscribed by Mo Chen himself in his hand.

How is this not surprising?

If the words on this folding fan are really the words inscribed by Mochen Daru himself, then the prince's gift is really more valuable than any gift.

Because there are not a few calligraphy and paintings that have been handed down by Mochen in the world.

And one of his calligraphy and paintings is worth a fortune, and no amount of money can buy it.

If you can get a calligraphy and painting made by Mo Chen himself, it will be a very glorious thing.

Although the Great Shang Kingdom did not try its best to find Mochen Daru like other countries, the emperor had a lot of respect for this person, and he must be very satisfied with the prince's gift.

Long Chi folded the fan and personally held it in front of Long Marting.

"Please also ask Uncle Huang to take a look."

The dragon martingale took the fan, opened it and looked at it.

A few lines of words were inscribed on the fan, and the place where the payment was made was indeed the seal treasure of Mochen Confucian.

Long Ying has never seen Mo Chen himself, and he has not many calligraphy and paintings in the world, but he has still seen a few pairs, and in his imperial study, there is still a pair of calligraphy and paintings of Mo Chen.

Therefore, the words on this fan, he could see, were indeed Mo Chen's handwriting.

"The prince has a heart, I like this gift very much."

Putting away the folding fan, Long Martingale said lightly in a voice.

Long Chi saw that he put the folding fan in his hand, and his heart was overjoyed.

Uncle Huang really likes Mr. Mo Chen's calligraphy and paintings.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and said humbly and politely: "It's good if Uncle Huang can like it." ”

When he retreated, he looked at Lu Yunshuang.

Xindao, Shuang'er is really a treasure, not only is she beautiful, but her temperament is very pleasing to him, and more importantly, Shuang'er is different from other women and can give him advice.

If it weren't for her suggestion, the folding fan inscribed by Mr. Mochen would not have made Uncle Huang's heart happy today.

He, the imperial uncle, has always been invisible, although he was appointed as the prince, but he has always been tepid to him, and I don't know what he thinks in his heart.

He was always very unsure.

But just now, although Uncle Huang's tone was still very light, he still noticed that Uncle Huang was a little satisfied with the gift he gave.

It is rare for Uncle Huang to say that he likes such a thing.

Therefore, Long Chi couldn't help but feel a little fluttering in his heart.

When I looked at Lu Yunshuang again, the expression on my face became softer and softer, and I felt more and more that I had abandoned Lu Liangwei and chose her, which was a wise move.

On the other hand, Lu Liangwei, except for a face, there is still merit, no matter how temperament or talent, it is useless at all, not to mention, compared to Lu Yunshuang.

Lu Yunshuang saw that the emperor was very satisfied with the gift given by the crown prince, and his heart was relieved.

At a casual glance, when he saw Lu Liangwei sitting with Lu Hetian, his eyes flashed slightly.

Speaking of which, today's crown prince can be praised by the emperor, or thanks to the Ling family, who has long passed away.

If she hadn't gone to Ling's Fanghuayuan to hang out some time ago, she wouldn't have gotten this folding fan.