Daming Super Daddy

This made Zhu Di angry. I spent so much manpower and material resources, but I didn't even find anything. Isn't this slapping him in the face of the Ming court?Furious, Zhu Di intensified his collection efforts again.

But at least he hasn't found any clues yet, and it really makes him feel angry to mention it.

"This way, come here and open it." Zhu Songzhun set aside an antique rosewood table.

Zhu Di came to the table with the scroll in his hand, slowly rolled one side of the shaft, and slowly unwrapped the painting on the table, and suddenly half of the ink painting appeared in front of Zhu Di.

This painting is a landscape painting, which depicts the beautiful scenery of early autumn on both sides of a river, with emerald peaks, tall pines and rocks, clouds and smoke trees, and sandy cottages.

The clean brush and ink and the simple and distant artistic conception vividly express the vast and continuous landscape of the south of the Yangtze River, reaching the realm of "thick mountains and rivers, lush vegetation", which shows the author's extraordinary painting skills.

This is only half of the painting, only two-thirds of the whole painting has been opened, and the rest has not been opened.

Xu Miaojin and the others were also curious about this painting at the beginning, because Zhu Song had said before that this thing was to be given to Zhu Di and no one could open it, so Xu Miaojin and the others did not open it even though they were curious.

And when the whole painting was fully opened, and a few red bell marks suddenly appeared on the corners, the beautiful eyes of Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun suddenly widened, and their cherry lips fluttered, but they couldn't even utter a word .

"Is...is it Huang Gongwang's painting?" Finally, Xu Miaojin's somewhat inconceivable voice shouted out.

"What? Yes, is it Huang Gongwang's painting?" Zhu Di, who had just unfolded the scroll, was stunned when he heard this, and the hand that was slowly rolling the wooden stick also stopped. He had no choice but to open it to the end.

"That's right, this is Huang Gongwang's "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains Remaining Mountains"!" Zhu Di nodded fiercely, lying on the table with his eyes almost glued to the painting.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhu Song laughed, "I never thought that Huang Gongwang's "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains: Remaining Mountains" is not in our Daming, but in Annan. If it weren't for the Chen royal family If Hu Hancang and Hu Hancang are all idiots, who knows where this painting is!"

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. The painting I've been looking for with all my heart, has just appeared in front of my eyes." Looking at the painting in front of him, Zhu Di's hands began to tremble.

In fact, not only Zhu Di, but also Xu Miaojin and Xu Wanjun were very excited.

Zhu Song understood everyone's attitude. In his previous life, he had participated in the guarding of cultural relics at the Zhejiang Provincial Museum. Zhu Song had also carefully appreciated "The Picture of Remaining Mountains" as the authentic work of "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains". Being able to get this picture for the first time, Zhu Song also felt quite incredible.

"To see the authentic work of "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains" is truly worth living!"

Zhu Di has seen the works of countless painters in his life, but only the "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains" that was rumored to be burned and Wu Daozi's "Heavenly King Sending His Son" are the ones he desires most.

Zhu Song can still understand Zhu Di's excitement. After all, Huang Gongwang has an extremely important position in the history of Chinese painting.

Huang Gongwang, whose real name was Lu Jian, was born in the Yuan Dynasty. He was good at painting landscapes. He learned from Dong Yuan and Ju Ran, and also learned from Li Cheng. Xiayun┑鳎Lai's "Light crimson landscape", in his later years he also painted with cursive brushwork, with a majestic and boundless charm.

Zhu Song had reason to believe that if this painting appeared outside, it would probably set off a wave in the painting and calligraphy circles of the Ming Dynasty.

Of course, Zhu Di is not a fool, he would not tell others about such good things, he would just keep them as a treasure, and occasionally admire each other with those civil and military ministers in the court.

Chapter 472 Rude Request

"Good painting, really good painting!" Zhu Di's eyes couldn't be separated from the scroll in front of him, and the joy on his face was beyond words.

Putting the painting away with great perseverance, Zhu Di took a picture of Zhu Song's shoulder and smiled and said, "Brother Song, since this is a gift from you, I like it very much, so I accept it!"

"As long as you like it!" Zhu Song smiled, and then said: "Brother Sihuang, how is the palace always?"

"Okay, everything is fine. A few days ago, I received the good news from Annan. Not only the palace was full of joy, but every house in Nanjing was decorated with lanterns and streamers. The whole country was short of celebrating!"

Zhu Di was talking about the affairs inside and outside the palace, and it could be heard that Zhu Di was really happy today.

"It's really something to be happy about!" Zhu Song said: "Later, I will go to the residences of several other imperial brothers and colleagues. These days, it is also thanks to the four imperial brothers and the ministers. Take care of the house!"

"Why be late?" Zhu Di continued with a smile and said, "Before leaving the palace, I had already ordered the royal chef in the palace to prepare the dinner, and at the same time arranged for people to invite Shihong, Xie Jin, and Yao Guangxiao to come to the palace together. Attend the dinner party! After a while, you will bring Miaomiao, Xuankun and others, and go back to the palace with me for the banquet!"

"Ah? Brother Sihuang, I have just returned to Nanjing, and I haven't even had time to take a hot bath. Are you rushing me into the palace?" Zhu Song subconsciously Push it up.

"Come on, I don't know you yet?" Zhu Song stopped Zhu Song's shoulder, turned around and was about to walk outside the palace, and said in his mouth, "What kind of hot bath? Let's go, go to the palace to wash, and I am together."

Damn, this is really enough, why do you have to limit even taking a hot bath?Still together?

Zhu Song rolled his eyes, and said: "Then Fourth Emperor Brother, you have to ask the younger brother to change clothes before leaving?"

"That's fine, but you have to hurry up, I'll wait here, lest you shake me!" Zhu Di spit out.

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At this moment, on both sides of the front hall of the Linhua Hall of the Imperial Palace, a sumptuous array of fine wines and delicacies has already been placed, and if you look closely, they are all dishes made to cater to Zhu Song's appetite, and every dish is a medicinal meal.

To be honest, Zhu Song has been away from Nanjing for so long, and in fact, he has long missed Daming's medicinal food, wine and dishes. After all, Annan is not as good as Daming's cooks, at most, he has Annan's characteristics.

So during the banquet, Zhu Song didn't bother to care about the rules and etiquette, and started to get started directly, such as chopsticks, knives, and forks. , but if you eat it for more than a month, even an iron man will get tired of it.

Right now, Zhu Song is holding a roasted duck leg in one hand, and a braised lion head in the other.

This treatment of eating a chicken leg and a braised lion's head, even if it is exchanged for a fairy, it will not be exchanged for him!

For Zhu Song's unscrupulous eating, none of the courtiers in the hall minded, Xu Miaojin sat with Empress Xu, and Zhu Di happily watched Zhu Song eating and drinking in the sea.

Look, the dinner has only just begun, and Zhu Song has already eaten at least four people's meals.

During this period, Zhu Song's unlucky brothers, under the leadership of Zhu Sui, a "bad brother", toasted Zhu Song frequently. Just drink it, if I can't drink it, I'll let it go, anyway, all his brothers are quite dissatisfied.

Zhu Songcai didn't care what those old brothers thought, his stomach was almost full, and the wine was coming up here. Zhu Songliang opened his voice and began to narrate the battle in the hinterland of Annan, what was lurking in the hinterland, driving the beasts to attack Annan The barracks, driving soldiers into Tsinghua City, burning, killing and looting all kinds of things, that's blood boiling!

Although the people present had never been to the scene in person, Zhu Song's iron mouth, babbling, forcing, babbling, still stunned the civil and military officials and children in the hall, especially Zhu Gaosui and the little princes of the various palaces. You guys, your eyes lit up when you heard it, you were inexplicably excited, and you wished you could do it yourself.

In such a happy atmosphere, the dinner in the palace lasted until around two o'clock in the evening. There was no way, except for the women and children, all the civil and military officials were drunk unconscious.

That night, Zhu Song and his three wives did not return home, but stayed in the palace.

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Resting in the palace that night, Zhu Song vomited, and it seemed to be in response to Zhu Song's call to "vomit wildly". The entire Yingtian Mansion was thunderous that night. Bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky, and the entire city of Nanjing was quickly washed away by the heavy rain.

It’s August right now, and it’s the hottest time in Nanjing City. Although it’s not the rainy season, the summer months seem to be especially loved by rain. It’s only been two months since June. , It actually rained three or four times. If it hadn't been prepared for a long time, it would have caused floods.

"Husband, husband, how do you feel?"

The night passed in a hurry amidst the sound of wind, thunder and rain. At the hour of the hour, Zhu Song heard a call. Zhu Song opened his eyes a little, and saw a slender figure sitting beside him. The voice was natural. It came from the mouth of this slender figure.

"Oh, it's Miaomiao? What time is it now?" Zhu Song vaguely saw that the figure was Xu Miaojin, and asked with a hoarse voice: "Yeah, are you still in the palace? Brother Sihuang and the others are all right?" Bar?"

"Husband, the hour has just passed!" Xu Miaojin picked up a porcelain cup from the low table beside her, with a brisk smile on her face: "This is the hangover soup made by my concubine, drink it first, Warm your stomach."

When talking about this, Xu Miaojin fed Zhu Song soup, and said: "When Wansui was in Maoshi, he sent Eunuch Zheng to visit you. Eunuch Zheng told the concubine that Wansui has delivered an edict ordering Annan's army to return."

"Hehe, I told my brother-in-law before that we can arrange for the army to return to Nanjing, but you know Brother Hui's temper. Without the imperial decree of Brother Four, he would rather stay in Annan for a few more days than come back."

Zhu Song laughed when he heard the words, "Brother Sihuang has issued an imperial decree, and he won't be able to return if he doesn't come back."

"Yeah, this time the elder brother is finally coming back." Xu Miaojin also laughed, "Since Jing Nan came, this is the first time that the elder brother has been away from Nanjing for such a long time. The wife and the little guy really miss the elder brother."

"Where are Wanjun and the others?" Zhu Song asked after drinking the hangover soup in the porcelain cup in one gulp.