Book with Emperor

Chapter 78

The snow finally stopped on the second day, and Miaomiao and other maids were busy drying the quilt, so Qin Guanyue was kicked out early in the morning.

"It's sunny outside, the servant has spread a blanket on the soft couch, adults can lie outside and bask in the sun, to get rid of the mold." Miaomiao said.

Qin Guanyue muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, then silently went outside with her pillow in her arms.

The maid who was tidying the quilt with Miaomiao said to Miaomiao in a low voice, "It is said that our lord is a fairy-like figure, but if you ask me that your lord usually sleeps on the altar, eating wind and drinking dew, I really dare not say that your lord I have to stay in bed every morning..."

The maids next to her laughed when they heard the words, Miaomiao scolded them with a smile, and after thinking about it, she went to the kitchen to bring a cup of hot milk and sent it outside.

When Qin Guanyue basked in the warm sun and was drowsy, she heard the maid said that there was a visitor, so she asked casually, "Who is it?"

"It's Lady Dragon Lady."

"..."

Qin Guanyue closed her eyes and turned over, "I'm not here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a wave of pavement coming, lifting her temples, and a shadow fell in front of her eyes to cover her sun.

She silently opened her eyes, and saw a beautiful face close at hand, looking at her expressionlessly.

Standing beside him was a boy in black and white, watching the menacing approach.

"Excuse me, Mr. Qin, we are here to pick up the painting." The white-skinned boy said with a smile.

The black-skinned boy said coldly, "Not bad."

Qin Guanyue looked back calmly, "I didn't wake up just now, I was talking in my sleep."

Li Xuanxi half-kneeled on the couch and pressed her, and said calmly, "Draw."

Qin Guanyue looked at her in silence for a moment, then tentatively stretched out his hand to push her shoulder, "Say something well..."

To Li Xuanxi, her strength was equivalent to a gnat shaking a tree. Li Xuanxi didn't even look at it, but stretched out his hand to press the soft couch behind her, his gaze sharp.

"You are the only one who dared to lie to me again and again."

Qin Guanyue was not at all guilty, and met her gaze and said, "To be honest, the paintings are in the Daxi State Treasury, where the safest place is, but the State Treasury can't be opened casually, and it needs to be reported layer by layer, so it's a bit slow ..."

Li Xuanxi broke her lie very simply, "You are delaying time."

"..."

When Xiao Mingyang and Yue Wentian came over, they saw this strange scene, and they were speechless for a moment.

"That, I forgot to tell you."

Xiao Mingyang looked at Yue Wentian with pity, "In the hometown of Qin Guanyue and I, it is legal for men and women to marry."

Yue Wentian: "..."

Yue Wentian walked up with a grim expression, and covered Li Xuanxi's face with his hand, "What's the matter with Dragon Girl?"

Qin Guanyue and Li Xuanxi looked at him together.

Li Xuanxi said, "She lied to me."

Yue Wentian thought of something, his face turned black, he stared at Qin Guanyue and said, "You and her..."

Qin Guanyue hastily interrupted, "I'll draw it for you."

Only then did Li Xuanxi let go of her, "I have reserved three days for you."

Qin Guanyue yawned, raised her head and called Miaomiao, "Where's the painting that Director Wang sent yesterday?"

Miao Miao casually pointed to a corner of the yard, "My lord, it's drying there!"

Li Xuanxi looked up, and saw an unfolded scroll hanging on the wall and fluttering in the wind.

Li Xuanxi: "..."

The black-skinned boy turned pale with shock, "You...do you know what that painting is? How dare you treat it like this? If it damages you..."

The white-skinned boy hurried forward, carefully took off the painting, and respectfully presented it to the dragon girl, "There is no damage."

"I was worried that the painting might get damp, so I let it dry."

Qin Guanyue walked over, "Look at the painting you want."

Li Xuanxi unfolded the scroll and only glanced at it before saying without hesitation, "Yes."

Xiao Mingyang leaned over to look at the painting suspiciously, "Do you know how to appraise paintings, or is there a mark on this painting?"

"It's not that the pavilion master will judge the painting, nor is it that the painting has a mark."

The fair-skinned boy smiled and said, "This painting will neither be damp nor corroded, nor can it be imitated, because the paper used for this painting is the unique cloth woven by Yunmeng Dansi in the world."

"Yunmengdansi..."

As the emperor, Xiao Mingyang was a little dissatisfied, "What? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It is recorded in "Kyushu Chronicles" that the clouds and dreams are bright, and the sea will be transformed in 500 years, and the mulberry field will be transformed in 500 years. When the sea is transformed, a white horse will appear, and when the mulberry field will be transformed, there will be red vermilion."

Yue Wentian looked at the scroll in her hand, "Yunmeng Dansi is the thread woven from the wings of the Danzhu bird. I thought it was a legendary thing."

"When history becomes a legend, the legend becomes a myth. The Son of Heaven is also a person in the legend, but who dares to say that he does not exist?"

Qin Guanyue picked up a blanket and spread it on the stone table next to her, "The emperor's brush and ink are woven with Dansi. I wonder if I'm lucky enough to have a look at this legendary scroll?"

"Okay."

Li Xuanxi spread the scroll on the stone table, slowly opened it, and several people looked down.

The painting is a horizontal scroll, three feet six inches long and nine inches wide, and it is a scene of prosperity and joy in the prosperous age.

Under the bright moon hanging high, there are bright lights in the sky, there are many pavilions, there are peddlers walking and selling, there are young children laughing and playing, and there are slim women hanging their heads on the bridge looking for a lover. , all of them are vivid, end a picture scroll of flourishing age.

Qin Guanyue was a little surprised. She thought it would be an ink painting, but she didn't expect it to be a highly skilled handicraft painting. It's as vibrant as ever, with no peeling or fading, which is amazing.

"What is this place?" Xiao Mingyang asked.

"Kamikaze capital cloud floating."

Li Xuanxi caressed the scroll with his hand, lowered his eyes and said, "The painting is the night of Shangyuan in Yunfu City at the peak of the Shenfeng Dynasty. The world calls it "The Picture of Drinking at the Night of Shangyuan". It was painted by the emperor, and it was repeated several times in the next 300 years. In the hands of others, it ended up in Daxi."

"Shangyuan Night Drinking Picture?"

Yue Wentian looked at the picture carefully, and asked, "This painting is all about the scene of the night in the Shangyuan Dynasty. If you don't see the night drink, why is it called the night drink picture?"

Xiao Mingyang also looked at Li Xuanxi thoughtfully, "Not to mention the skill of this painting, but Yunmeng Dansi is so precious, why no one knows about it?"

"because……"

"Master."

The fair-skinned boy interrupted Li Xuanxi's words suddenly, and stretched out his hand to collect the scroll, "Although this scroll is not afraid of water and fire, it must not be placed in the sun—"

Li Xuanxi reached out to block her hand, then looked up at Qin Guanyue and the others, raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Do you want to see its true face?"

Their hearts skipped a beat, they looked at each other and nodded in unison.

The fair-skinned boy said anxiously, "Pavilion Master——"

Li Xuanxi, as if she hadn't heard of it, stretched out her hand to cover the scroll, and a gust of wind from nowhere raised her hair on the temples.

A few people thought that nothing more treacherous than soaking in water and warming a fire, but who would have thought that the painting would suddenly appear white, like a cloud of mist,

In the blink of an eye, the scene in the painting changed completely.

(End of this chapter)