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There were already realistic paintings in the Ming Dynasty, which pursued the details of the figures, but there were not many of them in later generations.

Objects that can be painted realistically are either rich or expensive.

But the looks of this kind of people are really not pleasing to the eye, and the realistic direction begins to develop like a character's temperament——

To cover up.

Including sculptures and statues, there are also artistic components processed, which conform to the aesthetics of contemporary people.

And now.

When the real statue of our lord came out, everyone was shocked.

It is completely reproduced in 1:1 according to Zhou Li'an's appearance, vivid and lifelike.

Wood carvings are originally simple, but with such a carver, it will be filled with a mysterious and mysterious color.

The engraving skills of this object are superb, as if it was made by nature, and should not be owned by the mortal world.

In the other courtyard, everyone's breath was restrained, and their hearts were covered with a layer of awe.

"My lord." The concubine whispered, she didn't want to say anything, she was just shocked and excited.

Zhu Quan took a deep breath and reassured her: "It's all right, let's take a good rest with Xun'er, I'll take this statue away first, please pay respects to the priests, and see if you can get a source."

"If Xuan'er has fallen asleep, you and Eunuch Chen will repeat what happened today, don't miss the details."

The housekeeper of the palace is naturally a eunuch, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter the inner house.

The princess agreed.

I also know that the matter is related to the Xian family, and the prince wants to find out the truth.

In any case, Xuan'er has recovered and is still favored by the immortal family. There must be great blessings in the future.

Zhu Quan took the people away, and also took the tag, necklace and sculpture.

The concubine did not neglect, let the nanny coax the child, and talked about the details of today, which were recorded one by one.

It was night now.

Although the dharma meeting ended, a group of Taoist monks and elders have not left, because they are going to practice the dharma in the palace for seven days.

Zhu Quan arranged for someone to prepare the dinner, so he brought a group of Taoist priests to the main hall, asked someone to move the table, and placed the statue——

"Do you recognize this image?"

"But which immortal family's honor in the Taoist sect?"

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all came up to watch.

Unsurprisingly, everyone was shocked by the carving, and after being shocked, they just couldn't understand——

"My lord, why do you say that this image is from a Daoist fairy family?"

"The owner of this image does not have a Taoist bun, nor has he ever worn a Taoist robe."

The crowd nodded.

What's more, how many people in this world have seen the fairy family?Aren't the fairy statues in the temples passed down from generation to generation?
Zhu Quan still asked: "No one knows?"

"..." No one spoke up, and they didn't dare to fool the prince easily.

Zhu Quan asked people to collect the statue, and set up the banquet.

He was quite silent during the meeting.

Hold the tag under the table and look at it.

The reason why he believes that the "Xianjia" comes from Taoism has two points:
The concubine Wang and Men Ying both said that they were wearing Taoist robes.

Second, isn't the logo on the hanging tag the same as the Yin and Yang diagram of Tai Chi?
Ok?
and many more.

He thought for a moment, dipped his finger in the tea, and began to draw on the table...

The line in the Taiji diagram is smooth and is an arc, which divides Yin and Yang evenly.

But the middle line of this hang tag is a straight line with twists and turns, with edges and corners, like a lightning bolt splitting the circle...

Comparing the two, there are great similarities, but there are also essential differences.

According to Taoism, the highest goodness is like water, and Taoism follows nature.

Pursue modesty, generosity, and tolerance, and do as you please.

Rather than saying that the "middle line" of the Tai Chi Diagram is a line, it is actually the twisting and blending of the Yin and Yang poles, not a solid line.

Because there is no clear boundary between yin and yang.

Then, the straight lines and twists and turns on the hanging tag seemed particularly abrupt.

Sharp edges and corners, one divided into two.

"Isn't this Taoist power?"

"Or... a branch of the Taoist sect?"

But in any case, this "suspected fairy family" also saved his child.

After the feast.

Seeing that the prince had no intention of talking, everyone said goodbye and left.

Zhu Quan also didn't say anything, only saying that the Japanese law will continue.

Not long after, the housekeeper and eunuch sent a book and presented it: "My lord, my concubine and everyone... everything I have seen and heard is recorded in the book."

Zhu Quan was about to look at it immediately, but seeing that the butler hadn't left from the corner of his eye, he looked up again and asked, "Is there anything else? Is it because Xun'er is feeling unwell?"

The butler shook his head: "No, it's the news that spread to the mansion, causing some gossip in the inner courtyard."

Zhu Quan understood it as soon as he heard it, and asked, "What did you say?"

The housekeeper said: "It is said that the concubine concubine has a deep heart, let the guards and maids perform a good show, and deceive the prince..."

"Also said that the fourth master is definitely in good health, it is the concubine concubine who tricked him into getting sick, and fabricated the fairy family to attract the attention of the prince, intending to win favor!"

"Bastard!" Zhu Quan scolded angrily.

He knows the situation of the fourth son best, the imperial physician of the royal family cannot talk nonsense, and he himself has similar medical skills, not to mention that the Taoist priest diagnoses one by one, and there is no good way to treat them.

His life was hanging by a thread, but he was said to be a conspiracy?
The housekeeper hurriedly said: "The main thing is that the 'Xianjia' matter is too miraculous, and others don't know the inside story, so they think a little more."

"To sum up what the empress, the guards, and the door greeted, my lord, this matter is probably true!"

Zhu Quan was not in the mood to discipline the harem at the moment, and only said: "Let the relevant people keep their mouths shut, and no further discussion!"

The butler retreated.

He just looked at the book.

This time it was different from the flustered conversation before, no matter whether it was the princess, the guards, or the door welcome, the words were much more detailed.

Zhu Quan's attention was immediately attracted by a few words of dialogue——

"Poor child...the evil land...failed to enter the kingdom of His joy."

"His name shall be praised at all times, even..."

balanced?

Is this the name of the fairy family?
"Even, balanced?" Zhu Quan muttered silently, and then looked at the hanging tag pattern, which is similar to the meaning of Tai Chi.

But later, there is no key information.

Only the medicine given by the gods surprised him, but he was not in a hurry to ask the princess for a check.

The guards and maids all said the same thing.

When the two entered, they were about to yell when they lost consciousness, as if they had dozed off for no reason, and the time was only a fraction of a second.

When he opened his eyes again, he did not know why he was outside the gate of the palace.

The sum of many people's rhetoric makes people have to be convinced.

Concubine Wang Shu had a mediocre background, and she had no ability to bribe the people in the palace, not to mention that the child was seriously ill and could not be faked. If he recovered suddenly, what else could it be if it wasn't the blessing of the fairy family?
It's just that, if I want to go to find the immortal's house now, I'm afraid it's too late.

He was confused and a little lost.

There are many legends of encountering immortals in ancient and modern times, and he finally came to the palace, but he couldn't see it... the feeling is indescribably uncomfortable.

Zhu Quan looked at the statue and the tag again, and made a decision in his mind.

It is related to Taoism.

And this fairy family is kind to the palace, so it should serve the incense.

"Come here, enshrine the statue in the study, keep the incense burning!"

As for the tags.

It is also a gift from the immortal family.

He struggled for a moment, walked out of the main hall, came to the other courtyard, and met the concubine Wang Shu: "Xian'er is still young, and I don't want to wear a necklace. This king will keep it for him first, and give it back to him when he is old."

The princess's expression remained unchanged, and she nodded slightly.

Zhu Quan knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, and added: "Since it is a gift from the immortal family, it is Xuan'er's immortal fate. As a father, how can I take it away? What's more, it is disrespectful to the immortals!"

"I wear this fairy, if I can communicate with the gods, I should also let the venerable know the gratitude of you and my husband and wife. If the fairy family can come again, the palace should offer a heavy gift..."

With this guarantee, the concubine laughed: "I know what the lord wants, why do you have to explain it to me?"

"The prince wears it first, and when the time comes to pass it on to Yao'er, he is also happy. It is a treasure that my father once wore."

When the couple spoke, they immediately enjoyed themselves.

If it wasn't about the fairy family, why did Zhu Quan explain so much to the concubine?

Rather than loving the concubine, it is nothing more than awe of the immortal family.

"If there are any gossips in the inner court, you don't have to pay attention to them. I will deal with them myself after the Fa Conference is over in a few days!"

The next day.

There was a small statue of God at the ceremony.

On the prince's fancy clothes, he also wears a small tag that reflects the luster, which is simple and mysterious.

……

Ying Tianfu.

The bustle of the lifting of the night ban is still going on...

Four days of night ban, this is only the third day, when it is boiling.

As a result, the speed of news circulation in the city has increased.

There are three big news that shook Nanjing recently:
Zheng He led the Western Army to a triumphant return.

The Zuixian Building collapsed.

King Han and Ji Gang disappeared.

The latter two can be merged into one incident, but the common people don't know the details, and the news was blocked by Zhu Gaochi's order.

The next day, early in the morning.

The two carriages were escorted out of the city by soldiers and horses, and drove into the official road.

The carriage was none other than Dong Chengfeng.

He was both proud and a little apprehensive, but it was more like a dream.

There is no rank listed, but you have to meet a prince as a messenger.

The guards around him respectfully respected him, and they all called him "Master Dong".

Isn't this much better than Mr. Dong?
Officials and civilians are two classes.

Taking this as a lesson, it's not that he can't look forward to his dream of becoming an official in the court in the future.

The way to rise is to go to the side of the Western General Soldier, recommended by Wang Jinghong, and it is not a problem to plan for an official position.

But he was just thinking about it.

Dong Chengfeng has self-knowledge, he is not the material to be an official, and even if his dreams come true, he mostly depends on the envoys of God.

But what if the angel left?

That prince will not give him a good face.

So it's better to find a way to make money, become a rich man, and covet the Western trade route...

It would be great if he could reach the legendary kingdom of God.

The only pity he felt right now was...

"Young Master Zhou must be in Yingtian Mansion. Since he wants to win the Zuixian Tower, he will definitely meet again in the future!"

From Yingtianfu to Nanchang, the best route is to go by water.

Go up along the Yangtze River, enter the waterway of Poyang Lake, enter the Ganjiang River and arrive at Nanchang.

But sailing against the current is too slow, Wang Jinghong told him before leaving that he would take the official road and fast train, and the [-]-mile journey would take ten days.

In this way, enough time was bought, and when they returned from the north, the Drunken Immortal Tower could start construction again and rise from the ground.

It's purely to please the angel.

In the days that followed, Dong Chengfeng kept a low profile and simulated the scene of meeting the prince, so as not to make mistakes.

ten days later.

Nanchang Mansion is in sight.

Because it is dusk, it will be banned at night.

The chariots and horses stayed at the official inn in the city, and the little father-in-law, who was sent by Wang Jinghong to accompany him, told "Master Dong" the precautions for meeting tomorrow, mostly related to etiquette.

"Why is King Ning modest and likes to make friends?"

"The prince and his majesty are usually in charge of the north with his majesty, and the affairs of the relationship are all handled by the prince, and he becomes the prince's guest every time he comes and goes..."

Explaining the reason is also to make him relax.

All in all, the prince will give Wang Jinghong some face.

The next day, the sky was slightly brighter.

The little eunuch went to the palace to deliver the letter of worship, confirmed that he had received the letter of approval, and immediately returned to take Dong Chengfeng there.

In front of the palace gate.

Dong Chengfeng took a deep breath, nodded to the eunuch, and went to call the door.

He didn't know what to say to the prince.

But Wang Jinghong gave him a letter, which should explain everything.

Not long after, the housekeeper came to welcome him. When he saw Dong Chengfeng, his expression was calm.

After inviting him into the tea room, there was no next move, but the two sat opposite each other: "What is the official position of Mr. Dong?"

Just kidding, not all stinky fish and rotten shrimps can pay a visit to the prince.

Not to mention that some incidents occurred in the palace a few days in advance, it is not suitable to entertain guests.

Just now the door was greeted with a pass, and someone came to see him with Wang Jinghong's letter seal, if it wasn't because of his identity, the housekeeper planned to thank the guests behind closed doors.

Dong Chengfeng was embarrassed for a moment, and looked at the little eunuch beside him.

The little eunuch didn't know what to say, he was just ordered to lead the way, and he didn't know what the background of Mr. Dong was.

Seeing that the two of them were at a loss for words, the butler knew it, and he was a little less polite: "Then just say it, what did the prince bring?"

Dong Chengfeng blushed and took out the letter: "Master Wang has a letter for His Royal Highness King Ning..."

He still wanted to see the prince in person.

After pondering for such a day, I got such a result.

The housekeeper nodded, took the envelope, turned around and left without saying a word.

Seeing his embarrassment, the little eunuch said: "Master Dong, don't lose heart, the letter has been delivered, and the errand will be considered complete."

Dong Chengfeng hesitated to speak.

He knew that the purpose of this trip was to sell the shares of Zuixianlou at a different price.

If the prince refuses to accept the letter, how can the errand be completed?
When he was worried.

The letter has arrived in the study and is in the hands of King Ning.

"Wang Daban sent someone to deliver the letter, but he didn't say anything unnecessary."

As for the messenger, the housekeeper didn't mention much, just treating it as irrelevant.

The news of King Ning lagged behind. Although Zheng He's return to the imperial court was a major event, the residence report was published once a month, and the major event would be rushed to half a month and sent to the whole country.

As soon as Zhu Quan heard "Wang Daban", he knew who it was, and his face showed surprise: "Zheng He is back?"

"That's right, it's been two years since we set sail last time!"

He immediately opened the envelope, without thinking about it, he just thought it was Wang Jinghong's return to the imperial court, and sent himself a letter, so as not to delay the news.

Your Majesty is far away in Shuntian Mansion, maybe because of Zheng He's return, he will go south to return to the court.

Wang Gonggong wants to remind himself that he can go to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit and have a good time.

However, when he opened the letter, he was taken aback and his brows were tightly furrowed...

Because it's just a greeting at the head, let's get straight to the point.

Yongle 13 years, July [-] night.

The Zuixian Building collapsed.

The Drunken Immortal Building collapsed?What the hell!

Could it be an earthquake?But if the Zuixian Tower collapsed, wouldn't Shuntian Mansion suffer?

But it has been twelve days since July [-]th, and news should have arrived long ago.

As soon as he continued to look down, he knew that he was wrong.

The collapse of Zuixian Tower is a mystery.

It is widely rumored as a vision among the people.

In order to pay respect to Gao Tian, ​​the royal family is willing to invest in the purchase of the land of Zuixianlou and sell it at a lower price, and use the proceeds to benevolent to the poor.

I beg the prince to sell the shares, and the money obtained can be repurchased.

After Zhu Quan saw it, he felt dizzy.

The Zuixian Tower collapsed, and there was no reason for the accident, but they had to sell the land of the Zuixian Tower by themselves...

What you do is to pay homage to the sky.

But isn't charity and other things done by monks in temples?
There is no disaster and no trouble, so why give money to the people?You also want to let your left hand turn to your right hand to cooperate with acting?

"That's not right!"

He felt that something strange was revealed, did someone counterfeit the letter in order to defraud the land deed?
But who dares to lie to the prince?

Looking at the notes and seals, they all belong to Wang Jinghong and there is no mistake.

He frowned and said, "This letter is wrong. It's Wang Daban's notes, but his style of acting is a bit abnormal. Where is the person who sent the letter? Do you know him?"

The butler didn't know what was written in his mind, so he only answered: "The person who delivered the letter is in the tea room in the outer courtyard. His surname is Dong. I haven't seen it before..."

"I asked about his official position, but he was at a loss for words and was very embarrassed. He should be white."

"The little eunuch who led the way looks familiar to me, but I don't remember it well."

"My lord, if you think there is something wrong, why don't you send someone to send a letter up to check with the prince?"

Zhu Quan said: "Your Majesty is in Shuntian Mansion, and the letter said that they have already set off north to see His Majesty, so they sent someone to deliver the letter!"

"Forget it, you go and bring the messenger and tell me to have a look."

Zhu Quan had some guesses in his mind.

I'm afraid it's inconvenient to say something...

Letters are just an introduction, talent is the key!

As soon as the butler left, he also took refuge in the backyard of the study, wanting to observe the identity of the visitor first, and then decide whether to meet or not.

It took less than half a quarter of an hour to go back and forth.

A wealthy man in his early 30s was ushered into the study to sit down. After the butler served tea, he was asked to sit down and wait.

Judging from Zhu Quan's perspective, this person lacked confidence, his brows and eyes showed timidity, and he was not a character.

At first he was sitting obediently, but after a quarter of an hour, he seemed restless, and his eyes began to look around in the study.

Zhu Quan was not happy when he saw it, and he already had an idea.

No matter what Wang Jinghong wanted to say, judging from his behavior, it was not appropriate. He was too lazy to meet with him, so it was better to send someone to Yingtian Mansion to wait.

First investigate what happened in Zuixianlou, and wait for Wang Jinghong to go north and return before making other calculations.

He was about to leave from behind.

But there was a loud bang.

The man stood up abruptly and knocked over the seat under him.

Zhu Quan gritted his teeth angrily, and was about to reprimand him angrily, but before he could speak, he froze.

because……

The man walked quickly to the incense stand in the study, his body trembling wildly, and he couldn't help but murmur——

"This, this, this is..."

"This is Mr. Zhou?!"

On the incense stand.

A wood carving is lifelike, isn't it the bust of Mr. Zhou? !

In front of the statue, sandalwood is lingering, as if it is regarded as a god and Buddha.

There was a "buzzing" in Zhu Quan's ears, and he couldn't wait, and strode out: "Do you recognize this statue?!"