Yuchi Pingting had nothing to do in the palace these days, but Hua Ningmou didn't know what happened. She seemed to have suddenly changed her temper. Not only did she not make as much noise as she imagined, but she also came to apologize to her politely a few days ago.
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"Master, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? You look unhappy." Xiao Tao came in with water and saw Yuchi Pingting sitting in front of the window in a daze, and asked with some confusion.
"Ah, nothing? Where's Mo Mo?" Yuchi Pingting asked softly as her hazy eyes returned from the window.
"My master went to play in the back of the garden." Xiao Tao said, putting the water on the table in front of Yuchi Pingting, and then left. She knew that generally Yuchi Pingting didn't like to be disturbed when she was thinking about something.
Yuchi Pingting looked at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, and a trace of sadness came to her heart again.
Tomorrow is the sixtieth birthday of her father, Prince Gong Yuchi Zhen, and she doesn't know whether she should go or not. She has long been disappointed with that father, and has no nostalgia for that family.
But thinking about it, it was her father after all. When she was very young, he was very kind to her like all fathers. The beautiful pictures of her childhood came to mind again. Yuchi Pingting had never been a hesitant person, but now she seemed to be.
Unable to make up his mind, he walked out of the room upset and walked towards the garden, wanting to relax and take a look at Mo Mo.
When Yuchi Pingting walked into the garden and was approaching the rockery, she heard Mo Mo's cheerful laughter before she saw anyone. She immediately became suspicious because no one in the palace would play with Mo Mo except for the two brothers Nangong Feiran.
So good. But now Nangong Feiran is going on an expedition, and Nangong Feiqing is not in the house today, so he is even more curious.
I walked a few steps quickly and as soon as I turned around the rockery, I saw two figures, an old man and a young man, flying kites.
The old man was none other than Nangong Xiong, Prince Hui. At this moment, he was smiling from ear to ear just like Mo Mo. He was pulling the string and looking at the kite while teasing Mo Mo.
Is this the Prince Hui who is so powerful on the battlefield? Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but have some doubts. The old man at this time was like a child in her eyes. But when she saw Prince Hui's white hair on his temples, her heart dropped.
There is some warmth. Yes, everyone will grow old. No matter how selfless a person is, there is a gentle side in his heart. Yuchi Pingting did not think about it too much, and immediately decided to go back tomorrow to wish her father a birthday in person.
"Mom, look, the kite my grandpa and I flew is so high." Mo Mo shouted from a distance after seeing Yuchi Pingting.
"See you, Your Majesty." Yuchi Pingting smiled and walked over to greet Prince Hui.
"No gifts, no gifts." Prince Hui seemed not to care about Captain Chi Pingting, and was still focused on flying the kite.
Seeing this scene, Yuchi Pingting suddenly felt very warm. She had never thought that so many people would still like Mo Mo after leaving Fengyu Villa.
Prince Hui handed the spool to Mo Mo, and then told him what to do. After seeing that Mo Mo had mastered the essentials, he walked to Yuchi Pingting and said slowly: "This child is exactly the same as Feiran when he was a child, but very different.
It's cute, I like it very much." The language is refreshing and concise, without any pretentiousness.
"My lord, I love you so much." Yuchi Pingting said calmly.
"I haven't played with children for about twenty years. When Feiran Feiqing was young, I was very harsh on them. I always had various demands on them and rarely played with them. Haha, I didn't expect to play with them again now.
This feeling of Wen is so good. I thought that my favorite thing in this life was to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy. Haha, it seems that I have new fun now." Prince Hui said, with a look on his old face.
There was a hint of helplessness and a wry smile.
Although Yuchi Pingting didn't know much about the affairs of the court, she heard Nangong Feiran talk about it when she and Nangong Feiran were walking on the rooftop that night. Because Prince Hui failed to take good care of the emperor's two sons and had a strong temper, he was
The imperial court has always been fearless in dealing with those who impeached him, but it has not had those roundabout thoughts. So now that the idle talent is at home, the hero is old and cannot be reused, naturally there is a trace of helplessness.
Yuchi Pingting saw that the young and old were having fun, so she stopped disturbing them and went back to the room first, changed her clothes and went out.
Yuchi Pingting always walked alone and did not like to be accompanied by maids when she went out on weekdays, so she gave instructions to Xiaotao and Xiuxiu and left.
She planned to go to the antique store and pick out a few decent masterpieces to take back tomorrow as gifts for her father. Although she had many rings in her room, she still planned to go to the antique store to have a look. Who would give her free time?
There is nothing to do.
Moyuan Ancient Ruins is the largest and most famous calligraphy and painting antique shop in the entire antique street and even in the entire Luoyang city.
After Yuchi Pingting walked into the store, she looked around, but didn't find what she wanted. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. How could the most famous calligraphy and painting shop in Luoyang not even have any decent things.
While she was frowning, a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper walked up to Yuchi Pingting and said happily: "It seems that the young lady is not satisfied with the things in the shop."
"Moyuan Ancient Relics, the largest calligraphy, painting and antique shop in Luoyang City, does it have this much capability?" Yuchi Pingting sneered: "I really don't know what you rely on to survive until now."
"Haha, miss, don't you think you like any of the works in this room? But many of them are handmade by famous artists." The shopkeeper didn't care about Yuchi Pingting's words and still said with a smile.
"Famous artist? Ha, which famous artist? I think they are all imitations of famous artists, more or less." Yuchi Pingting said with some disgust. Yes, there are many calligraphy and paintings signed by famous artists hanging in the room, and they all look real.
However, Yuchi Pingting grew up in Prince Gong's Mansion and came from a wealthy family. She has been studying these things since she was a child. Therefore, if you look closely, you can still see the flaws inside. Although they are all imitations, they are indeed of a high standard.
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The middle-aged boss didn't feel any anger when he heard Yuchi Pingting's words, but his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen some treasure. Then he asked tentatively: "Miss, you said they are all imitators of famous artists? You don't think so either.
You underestimated us. Come here, come here." The shopkeeper suddenly pulled Yuchi Pingting to a landscape painting, and then said excitedly: "Take a good look, this is a work by the famous Yang Guan, how could you
Are you saying they are all imitations?" The shopkeeper's face became a little distorted with excitement.
Yuchi Pingting looked at the painting and said coldly: "Isn't it a good imitation?"
"Tell me, what's wrong?" the shopkeeper asked.
Yuchi Pingting snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Looking at this painting as a whole, it is indeed difficult to tell whether it is genuine or not, but look at the signature."
"What's wrong with the signature?" The shopkeeper was a little puzzled: "We have several authentic paintings by Yang Guan in our store. Aren't the signatures all like this?"
"Humph, that's why I say you are imitating it, because none of these so-called authentic works are genuine." Yuchi Pingting said unequivocally: "How many of Yang Guan's original works have you seen? How many of Yang Guan's works have you seen?
People, I have a habit of never using the same font when signing. But look, in these so-called authentic paintings, all the signatures are the same. What does this mean? The imitator has only seen Yang Guan once.
After that, I started imitating his style, but this person was really good at imitating it." Yuchi Pingting said.
"So, the girl is afraid that she has seen Yang Guan's authentic work?" the shopkeeper said with some surprise.
Yuchi Pingting smiled and said nothing, thinking that there are countless authentic works of Yang Guan in the ring space. Compared with those of other famous artists, Yang Guan's works in the space are ranked at the bottom.
"Haha, the girl really knows the goods." The shopkeeper seemed to have a different look, and said respectfully: "Girl, please follow me, this way." Then he led Yuchi Pingting towards the back hall.
Yuchi Pingting suddenly became interested and followed her in.
I saw the shopkeeper taking Yuchi Pingting to the back hall, turning around a screen and behind a bookcase. Then the shopkeeper turned a vase in the bookcase row, and the bookcase opened instantly, and a bright light suddenly shot out.
"Miss, please." The shopkeeper said respectfully.
Although Yuchi Pingting was a little confused, she didn't seem to see any malice on the shopkeeper's face, so she walked in without hesitation.
As soon as I came in, my eyes suddenly opened up. Looking around, I saw that the layout was no different from the front hall, but the only difference was that the paintings hanging here were truly handcrafted by famous artists.
"Haha, girl, please listen to me slowly." The shopkeeper smiled and put his hands behind his back, pacing gently, and said: "My boss is a person who likes calligraphy and painting very much. What he hates most in his life are those who clearly don't understand anything.
, but they are also arty vulgar people, so this Moyuan historic site has a front and back hall, but not everyone can come to this back hall," the shopkeeper said.
"Ha. So, those arty people can only buy fake goods in the front hall?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
"Haha, our boss said that since they like arty but unwilling to really appreciate this thing, they deserve to be ripped off." The shopkeeper said with a smile.
"Your boss is really interesting." Yuchi Pingting's tone could not tell whether it was ridicule or appreciation.
"Haha, girl, you should feel lucky. So far, there are not many people who are qualified to enter this back hall, and most of those who can come in are seniors. Those as young as the girl are really
First time, haha.”
"I said, your boss is cheating people in front of you. Is it comfortable to make such unconscionable money?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
"Haha, girl, what you said is different. My boss said that it would cost a lot of money to find and collect these many authentic works. Since those arty people are so willing to destroy things they don't understand or love,
Just think of the money as contributing to this industry." The shopkeeper said clearly.
Yuchi Pingting did not speak, but just smiled. She was indeed becoming more and more interested in the boss mentioned by the shopkeeper.
"Girl, you can look at whatever you like. You can pick whatever you like." The shopkeeper said and stepped aside to sort out something.
Yuchi Pingting did not refuse, and immediately began to watch it carefully.
The back hall is indeed a treasure trove. After looking at it for a while, Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but secretly wonder, thinking that this boss is really not a small person. The notebooks collected by famous people are all priceless treasures. Yuchi Pingting only now
I understand why this Moyuan historic site is so mysterious outside. Indeed, as the shopkeeper said, those who can come into this back hall, not to mention owning a few of them, would be very good to feast their eyes on it.
Yuchi Pingting has been very good at calligraphy, painting and antiques since she was a child under the influence of her father. Now when she is in this back hall, she feels very comfortable surrounded by the fragrance of books.
Yuchi Pingting read half of it, but was attracted by the picture of a hundred sons celebrating their birthdays. She immediately decided to get this picture, and stopped looking back. She greeted the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, I have decided, I want this painting."
The shopkeeper came over with a smile after hearing the sound. When he saw that Yuchi Pingting was referring to the picture of Baizi paying his respects to his birthday, he suddenly looked embarrassed.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Yuchi Pingting asked
"This... girl, why don't you take a look at it? This painting already has an owner." The shopkeeper said awkwardly.
But Yuchi Pingting is also a stubborn person. She must get what she believes in. She immediately said: "Since there is an owner, you shouldn't hang it here. Since it is hanging here, it is for people to buy it. I don't care.
, I want this one.”
"Here, girl, you're going to make things very difficult for me."
"I'll pay you in cash so you won't be in trouble." Yuchi Pingting said and went to get the painting.
"Hey, wait a minute." The shopkeeper stopped him quickly and said, "Our boss has decided not to sell this painting. Maybe the guy forgot to take it down. Otherwise, please wait here for a while, and I'll go ask our boss for instructions."
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"That's fine." Yuchi Pingting said, but she thought in her heart, it turns out it belongs to your boss. No matter who you ask for permission, I will finalize this painting.
Yuchi Pingting took advantage of the time when the shopkeeper was out to look at the remaining paintings. As expected, all the paintings in the back hall were authentic, none of them were imitations, and every painting was painted by a famous artist. I really don’t know who the boss here is.
Whoever could collect so many authentic works must be someone of extraordinary importance. Yuchi Pingting was looking forward to seeing who this boss was more and more.
Thinking that my father was also particularly fond of calligraphy and painting, he would definitely be very happy if he saw the picture of Taoist Jingwu showing his hundred sons celebrating his birthday.
When Yuchi Pingting finished admiring the last picture, she turned her head and saw two smiling faces.
"Girl, have you finished reading?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile, and then said: "This is our boss." The shopkeeper pointed to the man next to him.
I saw this man with willowy eyebrows and starry eyes, fresh and handsome, and a tall figure that was set off by a blue coat with gold embroidery. He looked dignified and noble. The most important thing was that this man was known to Yuchi Pingting. This man was none other than the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
, Liu Qingfeng, the emperor’s personal guard.
"Princess Yuchi, long time no see." Liu Qingfeng spoke elegantly, and Ran Hu said to the shopkeeper beside him: "You go ahead and do your work first, I will talk to Princess Yuchi."
"Yes." The shopkeeper said and walked out.
"Ha, I didn't expect that you are the boss here." Yuchi Pingting said.
"I never thought that the incredible woman that shopkeeper Zheng told me was you." Liu Qingfeng said with a smile.
"Why, as an imperial guard, why is Mr. Liu so free every day?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
"Haha, there will be times when the emperor needs his own private space." Liu Qingfeng smiled and changed the subject: "Why, did Princess Yuchi fall in love with the picture of a hundred sons celebrating their birthday?"
"Exactly, but I heard from the shopkeeper that it's your private collection?"
"The princess just likes it, just take it." Liu Qingfeng said very cheerfully. This woman seemed to have some kind of attraction to him. She exuded a temperament that no one else could compare with. Liu Qingfeng thought
With.
"Since Mr. Liu is willing to give up his love, let's make an offer." Yuchi Pingting said calmly.
"The princess is really good at joking. I told you, just take it if you like it. Why bother asking for money?" Liu Qingfeng seemed a little unhappy, but his face was full of joy.
"How can that be done? The purpose of Mr. Liu's front hall is to make money. How can I take genuine things and not give money?"
"Those people outside who don't understand will naturally take the bait and buy it. For a person who doesn't understand and doesn't love, giving him a real masterpiece is also a symbol of increasing his social status in his eyes. He will not sincerely accept it.
To love a work, but to treat Princess Yuchi with such understanding, even if you don't get a penny from it, you can still know that the princess will take good care of it." Liu Qingfeng said clearly.
"If Young Master Liu insists on giving it away, I still can't accept such a valuable thing." Yuchi Pingting also refused to give in. In her opinion, she can't inexplicably bully someone who is indebted to someone, and bully her.
I deeply understand that in this world, debts of gratitude are the most difficult to repay.
"Since the princess is so insistent, I have no choice but to be respectful rather than obey her orders. But as for the price, the princess will give it to you. Whatever you think it is worth, you will give it." Liu Qingfeng always had a smile on his face.
"That's fine, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to refuse if you ask for a high price." Yuchi Pingting said frankly: "I already have a price in my mind, and I will send someone to deliver the money to pick up the painting soon." She said and left.
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Liu Qingfeng had also seen Yuchi Pingting's temper, so he stopped giving in and walked out with Yuchi Pingting and said politely: "I wonder if the princess is willing to allow me to be a host and treat the princess to a meal?"
"Ha, that's not necessary." Yuchi Pingting declined: "I have something else to do, Mr. Liu, I'll take my leave now."
Looking at Yuchi Pingting's retreating figure, a smile appeared on Liu Qingfeng's lips. He thought to himself: Yuchi Pingting really has a personality, I like her.
Yuchi Pingting did not go back directly, but turned around and went to Feng Qingyu's pharmacy.
"Boss, why are you here?" Feng Qingyu asked in surprise.
"Of course I came to see you."
"Boss, I have good news to tell you." Feng Qingyu said happily, but then she suddenly became gloomy again: "But there is also bad news."
"Whether it's good or bad, that's up to you." Yuchi Pingting said calmly.
"After reviewing the information in many ways these days, I found several records that are very similar to Mo Mo's situation. According to that situation, I can prepare an antidote."
When Yuchi Pingting heard these words, she suddenly felt overjoyed and asked happily: "Is it true?" Yuchi Pingting had always hidden her feelings very deeply and never revealed them easily, but now when she heard
Mo Mo was saved, and he didn't know how happy he was in his heart, but he immediately thought that Feng Qingyu said there was another bad news, so he immediately asked calmly: "Then what is the bad news?"
Feng Qingyu said in embarrassment: "To prepare this antidote, you must use emerald ice toad. This is the most important and hardest to find medicine?"
"Emerald Ice Toad?" Yuchi Pingting frowned and asked in confusion: "What is this? Isn't it available in all pharmacies in the Imperial City?"
"Emerald ice toad." Feng Qingyu explained: "It is to freeze a toad born in extreme summer into ice cubes, then put it in a piece of hollowed out jade, and then polish the appearance, but it still looks like a toad.
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"Then what is the use of this thing?" Yuchi Pingting asked patiently.
"Because the toad's own skin is poisonous, but it also has a secretion and detoxification system. It is born in the extreme summer, frozen in ice cubes to make it feel like ice and fire. Finally, it is wrapped in jade, and the warmth of jade keeps its body
Everything is mixed together and can be eaten after being left for 7749 years. Its effect is unimaginable, so it is an extremely precious thing. However, according to legend, this is just a legend, but I have read that it is mentioned in those books.
Yes, I think there should be something like this." Feng Qingyu said.
"But there is no ready-made one now. Even if we want to make one by ourselves, we will have to wait until next spring and summer. If we do it, we will have to wait another 7749 years?" Yuchi Pingting seemed to be shocked and disappointed. Then she turned to another
Asked: "Can its function be replaced by something else? For example, for its poison, we find the corresponding poison, and for other functions, we find medicinal materials with other functions that we want to use."
"Boss, I have thought about this method, but it doesn't work. Toads themselves are inherently toxins and detoxifiers. They can only be controlled in the same organism that can make them harmonious. The alternative method cannot be mastered well.
There is no suitable time to measure, so this method will not work." Feng Qingyu explained.
"Oh, that's it." Yuchi Pingting's face was filled with helplessness.
"Boss, don't be sad." Feng Qingyu comforted him.
"I'm not sad. It's better to have a way than to be helpless. No matter how difficult it is, I will do it. I will never watch my son suffer." Yuchi Pingting said and regained her former strength: "I
I will immediately give instructions to get the entire Killer Alliance to take action. No matter how much money is spent or how much price is paid, they will dig out the emerald ice toad for me." Yuchi Pingting said firmly, indeed, okay?
It's easy to seize a chance of survival, but she will never give up.
"Boss, don't be too anxious. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up. Now that I know the root cause of the disease and the solution, I will definitely be able to find other ways." Feng Qingyu assured.
"Qingyu, I know I have been worried about this matter, but you shouldn't worry too much." Yuchi Pingting said from the bottom of her heart.
"Boss, don't worry. No matter how difficult it is, we will always be by Mo Mo's side. Feng Qingyu gave Yuchi Pingting a firm look."