Chapter 2561 It's better to transfer it to Duke Zhao, so that this calligraphy will not be dusted
Li Shimin stroked his long beard and continued to speak with regret.
"But, after all, he avenged my mission to the Tang Dynasty. Such meritorious service must be expressed after all."
After hearing her husband's words, Empress Changsun couldn't help but feel slightly stunned and looked at the memorials on the case table.
After hearing this, my husband briefly stated the comments made by the important ministers about Wang Xuance.
Empress Changsun couldn't help but show regret on her face, smiled sweetly and comforted her.
"Even if Wang Xuance is only a middle-aged man, he should be praised for his ability to stay calm in the face of danger and maintain the majesty of our country, the Tang Dynasty."
"My husband is rich from all over the world, and our Tang Dynasty has many talented people. I believe that in the future, more talented people will emerge to serve the country."
"Guanyin's words are reasonable, but my husband almost got into trouble."
Having said this, Li Shimin raised his head and said to Zhao Kun, who walked towards the entrance of the palace in an intelligent manner after Empress Changsun entered the palace.
"Zhao Kun, there is no need to let him enter the palace to pay homage to him before he presents the prisoners in the ancestral temple."
After hearing His Majesty's instructions, Zhao Kun nodded and walked away quickly without saying anything more.
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Changsun Wuji had just returned home and sat down, picked up the tea soup and was about to sip it, at this moment.
The housekeeper came to report that Mr. Wang Kui and Wang Shilang were visiting hand in hand.
Changsun Wuji was quite helpless, but still reluctantly stood up to greet him.
"It came so quickly, that's all. Please come over and explain."
After a short while, Wang Kui and Wang Shilang, who had been living in the capital during this period, quickly stepped forward and saluted Changsun Wuji.
"See Mr. Zhao."
"Mr. Wang, there is no need to be so polite, and there is no need to be so polite, Mr. Wang. Come, come, come, please take a seat."
"It's quite presumptuous to come here today, but my good nephew got a good thing a few days ago. Now that my eyesight is dim, it's really difficult for me to appraise it."
"I just thought that Mr. Zhao is a well-known and well-known scholar in our dynasty. He is also quite accomplished in studying the handwriting of the calligrapher father and his son..."
Upon hearing the words "Shu Sheng father and son," Changsun Wuji's eyelids jumped immediately, and his sitting posture that originally seemed relaxed and freehand straightened up.
"My daughters have no day, and everything is on their mind. When will Ruan's new wife arrive? My sister comforts me..."
It was only seventeen characters long, but these seventeen characters made Changsun Wuji look very excited and click his tongue repeatedly.
Wang Shilang and Wang Kui exchanged glances in a tacit understanding and said nothing.
It wasn't until Changsun Wuji looked at it lovingly several times that Wang Shilang finally spoke.
"A few days ago, I saw a scholar handing over a family heirloom. I was curious, so I bought this post with five hundred guan."
"However, I am a low-ranking official with little talent and little knowledge in calligraphy. I don't know its authenticity. I specially asked Uncle Wang to recommend it on my behalf and asked Duke Zhao to identify it. I wonder what Duke Zhao thinks?"
"This is a priceless treasure..." Changsun Wuji raised his eyebrows and sighed, pointing at the yellowed book with his finger and said.
"His writing is natural and has no sense of artificiality. The writing style is elegant and graceful, and the writing style is coherent and stretched. It seems careless, but in fact, the true feelings are revealed everywhere..."
"According to some observations, it has the style of a calligrapher, but it is slightly different. The body of the characters likes to be elongated. This is Wang Xianzhi's habit of using brushes."
"What do you mean, Mr. Zhao, this should be Wang Xianzhi's authentic work?" Wang Shilang seemed to be a little unsure and asked.
"Yes, this thing is most likely written by Wang Xianzhi."
Changsun Wuji's face was full of admiration. After looking at it for a long time, he reluctantly placed it on the desk and couldn't help but look at it in detail.
"I see, but it's a pity..." After Wang Shilang nodded suddenly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
This made Changsun Wuji look at Wang Shilang in shock, but he saw Wang Shilang smile a little embarrassedly.
"Xiaoguan originally thought it was the calligrapher's own handwriting, but he didn't expect it to be a calligraphy treasure presented by his son."
Wang Kui on the side couldn't help but laugh and shook his head. "You, Wang Xianzhi and his father are both called the second king. The calligraphy works of father and son are rare in the world."
"It would be a great blessing to get one of them, but you are still picky."
"Uncle, this is no wonder my nephew. After all, my nephew prefers the masterpieces of calligraphers."
Changsun Wujiye had already recovered from the initial excitement and still didn't understand what they meant.
"In this case, I wonder if Wang Shilang is willing to bear the pain and give up his love? Sell this thing to me."
"I have always been fond of the calligraphy of the two kings. Today I got an authentic one. I am really itching to bear it. I also ask the Wang Shilang to make it happen."
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"Ah, this..." Wang Shilang looked slightly stunned, but in fact, his heart was so painful that he kept bleeding.
Wang Kui blinked, stroking his long beard and nodding happily.
"This is a good idea. Nephew, you like the calligrapher more, and Mr. Zhao loves this calligraphy post by Wang Xianzhi very much.
How about you give it to Mr. Zhao so that this calligraphy treasure will not be covered with dust?"
In the end, under Changsun Wuji's insistence, Wang Shilang received one thousand guan. And Changsun Wuji got the priceless treasure "Pieces of Women".
After saying goodbye to Changsun Wuji, who was in high spirits and walked to the door of his house in person.
Wang Shilang and Wang Kui boarded a carriage and left together, and Wang Shilang's face, which was originally smiling, gradually turned ugly.
"My nephew is reluctant to part with you?" Wang Kui raised his eyelids, saw the look of Wang Shilang, and asked leisurely, stroking his long beard.
"It's really a bit..." Wang Shilang said with a bitter smile. "My nephew really didn't expect that my father would send someone to deliver this thing."
"Your father did the right thing. The Jingzhao Wang family is really lucky to have someone like your father here."
"But uncle, why do you want your nephew to agree to Changsun Wuji's purchase of the "Girls' Tie" for a thousand dollars?"
"Haha... You claimed to have purchased it for 500 guan, but what would Duke Zhao think if he obtained it from you for 500 guan and it fell into the eyes of others?"
"If you buy it at double the price, even if it reaches the ears of the emperor, the emperor will not doubt him. He will only think that Duke Zhao has taken advantage of our family."
"You don't think there is any involvement between him and us. What's the reason?"
After hearing these words, Wang Shilang nodded silently and said no more. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said.
"Wang Xuance, if it weren't for this bastard who doesn't know how to praise..."
"Well, there are many talents in the world, it's just Wang Xuance, don't take it to heart."
"This time, this son's fate is enough to let more people know what will happen if he offends us."
Wang Shilang nodded silently and clenched his hands into fists, although he felt that it was not worth losing such a book for a mere Wang Xuance.
However, considering the continuity of the famous family, it is quite worthwhile to use Wang Xuance to kill chickens and respect monkeys.