Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Palace Banquet II
Song Mo rarely took a fancy to a treasure, and the military advisor actually wanted to grab it.
Jiang Jun was embarrassed, so he smiled with a super cheeky smile: "Military advisor, in fact, the handwriting I wrote is similar to what this master wrote, or I will write a copy for you." ”
"It's not like I haven't seen the chicken feet you wrote, so I'm talking nonsense." Li Ran said disappreciatively.
"Really, my handwriting is really similar to his, but it was taught by a famous teacher."
"Which famous teacher? Is it Song Mo? Li Ran said and glanced at Song Mo.
"I don't have such a great foundation in Xia, but the general said that the writing is like it, and it is naturally like it, so give it to me if the general writes it."
Jiang Jun was affirmed, and happily flattered Song Mo and said, "Momo still has vision." ”
Song Mohan responded with a smile.
The babies took turns and finally ended the first day of the auction in the sun's rays.
Xiaonan Xiaobei took a fancy to a super big night pearl, as big as an egg, which can transparently illuminate the whole room, and they said that if they sew clothes like this, they are not afraid of taking the wrong stitch.
Konishi took a fancy to a piece of fine sandalwood and made it his kitchenware, which couldn't be better.
Mu Xi took a fancy to a short knife, saying that it could sharpen iron like clay.
After the bazaar, the VIPs can enjoy the treatment of dining and accommodation in the palace, and the local tyrants can only go back to the inn.
After finishing the meal in the evening, Jiang Jun escaped from Li Ran's field of vision and took Song Mo to the palace for a walk.
Finally, you will have the opportunity to see the largest antique in its entirety, the Royal Palace.
Jiang Jun was as surprised as Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, the guards would not stop him, and they all greeted respectfully and neatly when he saw him: "Hello general!" ”
Jiang Jun responded enthusiastically one by one, "You have worked hard, I will inspect and inspect, don't worry about me." ”
Unconsciously walked in front of the Star Palace, although it was already a broken wall, but still revealed a power that could not be blasphemed, you can imagine how spectacular and gorgeous it was back then.
"I heard that most of the money for building the palace was made by Concubine Luo's own dowry, but I can imagine what a kind and beautiful woman she is, she is really criticized by others, it is really a shame."
Jiang Jun looked at the Star Palace and discussed with Song Mo with a regretful expression.
Song Mo stared at the Star Palace without saying a word.
Jiang Jun looked up, saw someone upstairs, and curiously pulled Song Mo upstairs.
It turned out to be Xiaoxi and the envoy, who paid tribute to Concubine Luo here, which was allowed by the former emperor Dong Zhenlin, otherwise how could he break ground on the head of the queen mother.
The envoy Cao, who was still polite and unmeasured in the morning, immediately changed his attitude towards Jiang Jun's arrival at this time.
It is rumored that during the investigation that year, Su Xiaoai's father was a relative of the Queen Mother, so he never let the matter be thoroughly investigated.
Cao Envoy sneered: "Is the general ashamed to come to worship my princess, or is the poisonous woman going to make some moths?" ”
Even if you scold her, you dare to scold the queen mother like this, it's really fatal.
Jiang Jun should have been reprimanded immediately, but he didn't know what the truth was back then.
So he replied graciously: "It's not good for the envoy Cao to talk about the queen mother of our country so vainly, the deceased has passed away, please mourn, besides, Concubine Luo is a kind woman, and she definitely doesn't like someone to say hurtful things in her beloved palace." ”
The envoy Cao wanted to continue arguing, but Xi Cheng hurriedly stopped it, changed the subject and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the general coming here?" ”
"I'm going to do a casual look, walk here, come up and have a look. It's okay, you guys go on, excuse me. ”
Jiang Jun saw that there was a step down, and he picked up the topic with acquaintances, smiled awkwardly, and led Song Mo away.
Walking downstairs, Jiang Juncai said with palpitations: "I was really embarrassed just now, I felt that the Cao envoy was going to pull me to apologize, I was really curious to kill the cat, I knew I wouldn't go up." ”
Jiang Jun chattered and said bad things about Cao Envoy, but Song Mo still looked at Xingchen Palace and was silent.
Jiang Jun looked up and found that Song Mo didn't listen to her at all, only to see a chill rise in his eyes, which was a little scary.
couldn't help but push Song Mo, "Momo, what's wrong." ”
Song Mo immediately returned to his former softness, "It's okay, I just think it's a pity, let's go back!" ”
"Uh-huh." Jiang Jun also felt that he had touched his head, so it was safe to go back to the General's Mansion.
Back at the General's Mansion, Jiang Jun continued to stay in Song Moyuan and chat.
"Xiao Ai, aren't you going to give me calligraphy and paintings like Master Yuanhuai?"
"Oh, yes, pen and ink are waiting." Jiang Jun's doxxing of the master's demeanor made Song Mo funny.
Song Mo took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, laid it out, and pretended to be respectful and said, "Please Master Su give me words." ”
Jiang Jun, who was provoked, laughed loudly, and only after adjusting did he pick up the pen and write the words, which was presentable.
This is what my grandfather forced me to write back then, saying that he wrote a good hand, don't lose the heir, and insisted on learning it when I took a horse step, and said that it was not wrong to practice and write in this way, and the brush words written were more powerful.
However, after studying for a long time, Jiang Jun realized a doorway, and it was right to write clearly to see who was who.
Now that I have used the field, I am still very pleased, and it proves how important it is to master a technology.
Jiang Jun wrote in high spirits and in a sprinkled manner, in one go, and seriously settled the payment, self-absorbed, "How is it, Momo, like?" Stylish? ”
Song Mo admired it carefully, looking at it like an appraiser, and there was a look of surprise between his eyebrows, "Well, it is strong and powerful, like a dragon, and it is written in the style of a master." ”
"Yes! I'll just say that I wrote the image, but I didn't give you the true handwriting of Master Yuanhuai, it's a pity. ”
"It's okay, I think your writing is very good, more precious. Did you also learn this calligraphy in a dream? ”
Jiang Jun nodded and happily threw himself into Song Mo's arms, "Momo is so good." ”
The two of them happily framed the calligraphy and paintings, hung them up, and Jiang Jun reluctantly went back.
Sending Jiang Jun away, Song Mo looked at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, his eyes were full of doubts, this skill must have been practiced for more than ten years, and it can be learned in a dream......
The next day was a hundred acrobatic performances, which was a novelty.
I have long wanted to see the ancient acrobatics, especially the chest crushing boulder, this is real kung fu, not foam gypsum that fools people, but it is awesome.
The opening is a traditional dragon and lion dance performance, which is lively and fun, and helps to celebrate and festive.
The second show started this solid performance, just watching a big man as strong as an ox come up, pat his chest, and roar on stage, just like King Kong, which makes people dare not underestimate.
Then he really lived up to expectations, only to see the two assistants beside him stack three big stones on the strong man in one breath, looking at it all pressing and panting.
The strong man lying under the boulder did not say a word until the hammer was smashed down, and with a bang, he stood up without changing his face, patted the stone chips, and yelled again, clenching his fists to the audience to thank him and end the performance.
The audience immediately applauded and applauded.
Jiang Jun also applauded with admiration, these people are all heroes of life, and they have practiced a stunt in order to support their families.
Next performances are swordsman-swallowing, handstands, rope walking, Western magic, circus, and so on.
All of them are elites, and there is also the quintessential Huangmei Opera, a sense of déjà vu of the Spring Festival Gala.
Jiang Jun smiled knowingly, turned his head sideways and asked Song Mo, "Momo, is it good-looking?" ”
Song Mo responded lightly, "Well, it's all good." ”
is so calm, yesterday's auction was also, where is it like a teacher from an ordinary people's family, exuding a royal demeanor everywhere, is it ..... Isn't it.....
Jiang Jun had the idea that he was the prince of a country in distress, and then there was no follow-up.
Because it doesn't seem to matter much, it's my person now anyway, Jiang Jun snickered and looked at the performance seriously.
The third day is a real feast, a gastronomic feast in which the country's top celebrity chefs can participate.
So security is a problem, and only Donglin has such ability.
Because of me, yes, I am the pillar of Donglin's national security, Jiang Jun thought proudly.
The annual Chef Contest is a long-awaited program for chefs all over the world, all of whom are gearing up to show their ambitions.
Those who get the first place can also get the Eastern Emperor's Imperial Ink Treasure: the first in the world.
Who doesn't want to participate, Chef Wang participates in this competition every year, and has won three consecutive championships, and this year he still adheres to the spirit of not accepting the old and participates again.
However, in the end, only 10 people were able to enter the finals of the palace, and they were all excellent chefs from all over the country.
After being recommended by the local famous family, they were finally checked by three generations of their ancestors, and the finalists could only bring one assistant.