Lan Yunyi couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth after hearing Ye Qingtang's words.
Have you studied the paintings of Master Xinling for more than 80 years?
Has she been researching it since her previous life?
Oh, no, she was short-lived and she has been studying it since her last life.
Ye Qingtang accepted Jing Zhaoyin's promise and hurriedly invited the famous national player over.
I saw an octogenarian little old man walking up, panting.
As soon as he saw the person in front of him, Jing Zhaoyin's eyes lit up, and Ye Qingtang's eyes gradually became more confident.
Apart from anything else, the man in front of me is truly a national expert in studying the paintings of Master Xin Ling!
He spent his whole life and came to the conclusion that the Fighting Tiger Picture is a masterpiece that has never been done before or since. In fact, most of Master Xin Ling's status in the world was achieved by him.
In other words, he is a die-hard fan of Master Xin Ling, a hardcore fan.
If he really found the legendary tomb of Master Xinling, he would dig up the body of Master Xinling, mix the ashes with ink, and drink them all.
He also made great achievements in the field of painting, but he stopped writing at the age of seventy and began to study the works of Master Xin Ling.
As for the fact that he has been studying the paintings of Master Xin Ling for more than eighty years, this is probably a lie made by the old man in order to improve his status, but his status in the painting world cannot be faked.
This old man has some dignity even in front of the emperor.
Only Lan Yunyi and a group of people outside the court looked confused, not knowing the status of the old man in front of them.
Not only did Lan Yunyi not know, she was also a little drowsy.
She felt a little embarrassed and thought: Why isn't Ye Qingtang crying yet?
She has to cry so she can sleep!
The farce in front of me is really boring. How could it be as interesting as tying Lan Wanru to Mrs. Lan and watching her cry?
Speaking of this, Lan Yunyi became a little more energetic.
It’s really been a long time since I last saw Lan Wanru. Her little hand waving the whip can no longer be restrained!!
The old man walked to the court with great pride, and then spoke with great pride.
"I am the disciple of Master Xinling! I dare to testify that the tiger fighting picture in the Lan Mansion cannot be fake! After all, I was eager to steal it! But before I had the chance, I was intercepted by the traitor.
Hu! That traitor really deserves to die!"
Jing Zhaoyin was shocked by the old man's words, and then turned his attention to Lan Yunyi, obviously wanting Lan Yunyi to give an explanation.
The appearance of this old man who was extremely fanatical about the painter really surprised Lan Yunyi, and she couldn't help but cry.
When did she have such a disciple?
Is it her tiger fighting picture composed of several circles that makes this old man so fanatical?
This old man's aesthetics are really too rugged. If she reveals her true identity, this old man will be so excited that he ascends to heaven on the spot.
Not only because of this, Lan Yunyi was also afraid that if her identity was known to him, he would actually burn her ashes and mix them with ink and drink them.
So she hesitated a little when she spoke, because she really didn't know what to say.
But the next second, there was a noise outside the courtroom. Before Lan Yunyi could speak, she turned around very quickly.
When she saw the person coming, her eyes lit up.
That look was simply not the same as the old man's expression just now when he mentioned the Heart Ling Master, with enthusiasm and obsession in his eyes.
It seemed as if the person who was about to come would swallow it in the next second.
Lan Yunyi's sudden change of expression and those bright eyes really caught his eye, and he couldn't help but look forward to who was present.
Could it be that His Royal Highness Yan Yinxiao, the Prince of Yu, was able to make Lan Yunyi show such a girl's pregnant expression?
But when Jing Zhaoyin took a closer look, he was surprised by the identity of the person walking towards him.
The person who came was not His Royal Highness Prince Yu at all, but His Majesty’s newly appointed princess—Magnolia Princess Lan Wanru.
Jing Zhaoyin's expression turned strange in an instant.
How has the relationship between these two former sisters become so good now?
Lan Wanru walked to the middle of the court hall with more than a dozen people, helped up Ye Qingtang who was slumped on the ground, and spoke to Jingzhao Yin Langlang: "Yulan is here today just for a casual look, not by any means.
I call you selfish, sir, but I hope you will handle it impartially!"
After Lan Wanru finished speaking, she raised her chin slightly, as if waiting for Jing Zhaoyin to salute her.
Yes, according to his position, Jing Zhaoyin has to salute Lan Wanru, and everyone present must salute Lan Wanru.
And the title of Princess Lan Yunyi is of no use anymore, she has to pay homage to Lan Wanru.
Lan Wanru came here today, begged the emperor for a long time, and even agreed to some conditions that were humiliating and humiliating the country.
He even cut his wrists every day to draw blood and dedicated the blood to the emperor.
She didn't know why the emperor wanted her blood.
But she went to great lengths to come here. Not only to save face for Ye Qingtang and put pressure on Jing Zhaoyin to deal with Lan Yunyi strictly, she also wanted to enjoy having everyone crawling at her feet.
Especially Lan Yunyi!
She used a bowl of blood every day as a condition, just to make Lan Yunyi crawl at her feet.
Jing Zhaoyin received her look, stood up hurriedly, and saluted Lan Wanru.
Lan Wanru then glanced at Lan Yunyi.
Lan Yunyi also hurriedly took action, which was different from the expression of humiliation, annoyance, unwillingness, and hatred that Lan Wanru had imagined countless times.
Lan Yunyi's whole expression was cheerful, and she looked as happy as if she was about to celebrate the New Year.
Lifting up her skirt and saluting, she did it very neatly every step of the way, her eyes were bright, as if she was looking at something delicious, and she even wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth without leaving a trace.
Lan Wanru's back stiffened.
More than just wiping saliva once, she saw Lan Yunyi wiping saliva on her three times!!
Lan Wanru's face looked a little bad.
However, she still held on and deliberately spoke to Lan Yunyi: "I came here to prove that on the day Lan Yunyi gave the painting to Princess Yuancheng, I was also present. It is indeed from the Lan Mansion.
There’s nothing wrong with that.”
"So, Mr. Jing Zhaoyin, Lan Yunyi stole Lan Mansion's painting, the great painter Xin Ling Master's Tiger Fighting Painting, and gave it to Princess Yuancheng."
"I cannot make a conclusion early on whether Lan Yunyi is a traitor, but I am extremely disappointed with her!"
After Lan Wanru finished speaking, she gently swayed her sleeves, revealing the golden waistband on her waist, which was given to her by His Majesty.
When Jing Zhaoyin saw the gold medal, he could only favor her and punish Lan Yunyi severely. Unless Lan Yunyi could dig out Master Xinling from the grave and tell everyone that the painting given to Princess Yuancheng was not a tiger fight painted by him.
picture.
Otherwise Lan Yunyi will never be able to turn over.
Lan Yunyi could not escape the charge of stealing a peerless national treasure and the charge of being a treasonous traitor who may have communicated with the Mongols.
Lan Wanru thought about it, feeling that she had finally defeated Lan Yunyi once, and she was so happy that she almost screamed to the sky.
But out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Lan Yunyi staring at her motionless and wiping her saliva with her sleeve.
What was Lan Yunyi doing? The pride in her heart was gone, and she almost collapsed.
Lan Yunyi spoke calmly in the next second: "Unfortunately, I am the Master of Heart Orders you call me. The Tiger Fighting Picture is what I gave to Princess Yuancheng. After all, painting is only half a stick of incense.
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"...If you like it, I can give you one pair each. Where does the collaboration with the enemy and treason come from? This is simply not worth mentioning!"
Lan Yunyi folded her hands on her chest, spent money like water, and spoke very domineeringly.