It was already dark at this time, and the people who had been alerted by the team and followed them to watch the fun gradually dispersed.
There is no curfew in the capital, but officers and soldiers will still patrol after late at night, and most people are not willing to cause trouble for no reason.
"Husband, why did Your Majesty suddenly reward you with so many calligraphy and paintings?" Ye Buhui accompanied him inside and asked in a low voice.
Su Ziji stared at the blazing flames of the brazier and said for a long time, "It should be me who traced the Thousand Blessings for the emperor, and the emperor was happy because of this, right?"
Seeing Ye Buhui's eyes widened, half believing it or not, Su Ziji chuckled and reassured: "It's not a big deal, your husband can handle it."
Watching Ye Buhui go back, he turned around and went to the collection room.
The collection room is actually a courtyard, where various calligraphy and paintings collected recently are stored. Because today's batch of calligraphy and paintings were given by the emperor, they are placed in the most central room of the courtyard.
This is an elegant room. The ceiling and walls are covered with mulberry paper, and it is full of bookshelves and bookcases. When Su Ziji came in, Jian Qu had just inspected the paintings and calligraphy. Seeing him come in, he said: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Zhao sent this."
There are a total of 115 pieces of calligraphy and painting, and each one is a treasure of calligraphy and painting!"
Seeing that Jian Qu still has an excited expression, you know that it must be a masterpiece, otherwise it would not be so exciting for someone who is a fellow scholar but is not very fond of collecting calligraphy and paintings.
"Each painting is worth more than a hundred taels. This time the reward is tens of thousands taels. Unfortunately, it cannot be realized." When Jian Qu said this, he saw Su Ziji's calm face, and his panic gradually calmed down, and he smiled: "
But the Emperor’s grace is not small.”
After saying that, he stood up and said, "My lord, please take a closer look."
"That's right."
When Jian Qu went out, Su Ziji changed his eyes, picked up one of the volumes of calligraphy and painting, unfolded it, and saw half a piece of red sandalwood.
"After discovering Pre-Qin Ouyang Zi's "Rain Bird Picture", do you learn from it?"
"yes."
"[Danqing] +700, level 14 (857/14000)"
As a wave of coolness poured down his face, Su Ziji's lips curled up. No matter what the man on the throne wanted to do, sending one hundred and fifteen paintings and calligraphy at one time had indeed helped him a lot.
No wonder people say that the emperor is rich all over the world. Just for the paintings and calligraphy sent this time, if they were replaced by ordinary dignitaries, even the kings would feel sad.
Since they were all delivered, Su Ziji was naturally unceremonious and absorbed them one by one.
"After discovering "Linjiang Tie" written by Seng Danyi of the former Wei Dynasty, do you learn from it?"
"yes!"
"[Calligraphy] +900, level 14 (1995/14000)"
…………
"Ugh!" Su Ziji absorbed all one hundred and fifteen calligraphy and paintings in one breath. He felt like a balloon that was about to burst. The large amount of information flowing in made him want to vomit. He hurriedly opened the only one
I sat down on a table and chair, took a breath, and felt better.
"I'm a little greedy."
Although he knew that the emperor had rewarded him and that he had the sovereignty over these calligraphy and paintings and could absorb them slowly, Su Ziji always felt that although this world was a bit mysterious, it was still short-lived and the main target was still the grandson.
As long as you become a powerful person, you don't need to talk about anything else.
But the faint dream revealed other possibilities.
If they were aboriginals, I'm afraid they wouldn't care at all. Wouldn't it just be a few more weird incidents?
But those with knowledge and analysis know that once it appears, it means that this world is not a human world.
Be it immortals, ghosts, gods, or monsters, they are not human beings.
In other words, the fate of the human race is losing. This loss is not due to being taken away, but once there are other races, the luck will naturally be divided.
This made Su Ziji feel uneasy, so he absorbed it all in one breath.
"call!"
As the brain continues to function and categorizes knowledge step by step, the feeling of being about to vomit out gradually subsides.
A feeling that I couldn't feel due to discomfort was like the light rain falling after the scorching sun, nourishing every inch of Su Ziji's body.
He just felt like his whole body was soaked in extremely comfortable water. Even his sweat pores were open, breathing in the spiritual energy from all around him.
This extremely comfortable feeling made him unwilling to even open his eyes and wake up. He didn't know how long it had passed. This feeling gradually faded away, and Su Ziji had time to check his current situation.
"I didn't expect that I would be promoted to level 18 all of a sudden. Even the Panlong Mind Technique could be understood by analogy, and I gained 3,300 experience points."
This time was a great harvest. Su Ziji felt the changes in himself and felt a rare sense of gratitude to the emperor.
Even if the emperor did this to test and warn, and did not really believe that he liked the rewards of calligraphy and painting, it did solve the problem of being slow to collect calligraphy and painting because of his shallow foundation.
"I have half a piece of rosewood. To be honest, if I were really a grandson at birth, with the royal collection, I would be able to reach the top level in just three days."
I can't help but be filled with emotion when I think of the many efforts made by scholars in those days to collect a few books.
If the emperor had this magic weapon, he would be able to reach his current level within a month, or even far surpass himself. This is the benefit brought by supreme power.
Now that I think about it, from ancient times to the present, there have been almost no emperors who have achieved academic results. It may be because the emperor has too much, and it would be jealous of both humans and gods to give him such an opportunity.
"Whether it's cultivation or the throne, I want it!" Su Ziji has reached this point and it is impossible to retreat, and he is unwilling to retreat!
"However, since the emperor has become suspicious, I will keep a low profile and let others raise their profile."
This kind of power technique seems simple, but it is already the pinnacle of strategy and the core of the art of fighting for heirs.
"Whenever you do things, you will make mistakes, and when you make meritorious deeds, you will be suspicious. Therefore, it is better to let competitors make mistakes than to make meritorious deeds."
"The King of Qi's party members are full of people in the government and the public. He is already very sharp. If he takes one more step, it will be unbearable for the emperor."
"Everyone who is ahead of me dies, and I become the grandson."
Su Ziji thought of the idea of "doing things, doing meritorious service, and being favored", and couldn't help but grin. This is a way to die, let alone a prince, in the workplace, if you can't do things, of course it won't work, but often "the more you do things, the worse you get."
The harder it is to get promoted if you have done meritorious service.
Which boss is not afraid of such subordinates and does not suppress such subordinates?
"Birds eat dead people and people lose money." Su Ziji couldn't help but sneer when he thought of Duan Yanxing's interactions with King Qi.
Of course, I have my own plan for this, but if I don’t want to form a clique for personal gain or speculate and collude from the beginning, my plan will not work.
After all, they only met once. Even if I used Wen Xin Diao Long to make him talk nonsense, it would be difficult for the emperor to believe him. Instead, he suspected that someone was framing him.
But after contacting me many times, and with just a few words, the mud would fall into my crotch, and it would be either shit or shit.