Reborn to be a mistress, she went crazy killing the legitimate daughter

The Ministry of Rites has a huge number of archives, and it is impossible to find every detail in a short period of time.

Bo Jinxiu pulled his friend's sleeve and said, "Feiqing, go ask where we can see the works of Jiang Huashi."

After hearing this, Qin Feiqing asked Bo Jinxiu in a low voice what he was looking at this for.

Bo Jinxiu then said nonsense: "I think calligraphy and painting collection is quite profitable recently. I heard that the paintings of Jiang painter are out of print. I am curious and want to learn more about it. You don't want me to lose money, do you?"

After hearing the last sentence, Qin Feiqing waved at Bo Jinxiu, smiled and went out. After a while, he turned back and led Bo Jinxiu over: "Well, uncle said that there might be records on this bookshelf."

Bo Jinxiu glanced at the documents on the third bookshelf. Each of them was a large volume, which was enough to read. "Are there no more detailed ones?"

Qin Feiqing rolled his eyes at Bo Jinxiu and said, "Okay, I'll help you find it."

Bo Jinxiu could only flip through them one by one, but luckily Qin Feiqing picked up a part and found it.

Bo Jinxiu patted his shoulder and immediately took the book to read.

No paintings or calligraphy were left behind, but there are indeed records of the events of that year.

It turned out that Painter Jiang was a scholar that the late emperor met on his way south. The late emperor saw that Painter Jiang was a talented painter, so he took him on a tour southwards and made many of his paintings widely circulated.

The late emperor was very happy, so he brought Painter Jiang back to the palace and ordered him to take notes.

At that time, apart from the eunuchs, he was the only person who followed the late emperor all year round.

Seeing this, Bo Jinxiu guessed that this painter Jiang must know a lot of secrets of the late emperor. However, looking further, he discovered that he lived a peaceful life after the death of the late emperor and was said to have died of old age in his hometown.

After reading it, Bo Jinxiu slowly put the book down with a puzzled look on his face.

Qin Feiqing looked at it and said jokingly, "Why, it's not what you want to see?"

Bo Jinxiu changed the subject and went to look for other books. Qin Feiqing moved a book in front of Bo Jinxiu and said, "Take a look at this one."

Bo Jinxiu was still searching, but stopped after a quick glance.

This book records the last emperor's life before his death, when he asked painter Jiang to paint a portrait of him.

Although this portrait was not complete, it made the current emperor very sad, so he abolished the position of court painter and gave a large sum of money to let Painter Jiang return home.

Bo Jinxiu thought about it and felt that there was some clue here, but when he searched further, he found no other records to support his guess.

"Just take a look at it, don't mess it up."

After hearing this, Qin Feiqing pulled Bo Jinxiu out.

As he walked along, Bo Jinxiu felt that he had found nothing.

Qin Feiqing then pulled Bo Jinxiu aside and said, "Brother, if you want to know about Painter Jiang, it's useless to look at the records. You have to ask the people from that time."

Bo Jinxiu threw his sleeves and said, "I didn't expect that. Where can I find such a person now?"

Qin Feiqing just smiled and said nothing, looking at Bo Jinxiu.

Bo Jinxiu was a little unconvinced: "You just came to Kyoto, and I am the first person you know. How do you know what happened back then?"

Qin Feiqing approached Bo Jinxiu and said, "Then I really do know what happened back then. I'll tell you the truth. I have an old servant in my house. She was a palace maid who was uncovered along with Painter Jiang. She was someone close to Painter Jiang back then."

After hearing this, Bo Jinxiu didn't think about anything and immediately pulled Qin Feiqing to go and meet him.

So the two of them chatted and laughed as they came to the house Qin Feiqing rented in Kyoto.

This old servant followed Qin Feiqing to the capital, saying that he came here to visit his sisters from the past. When he entered the house, he saw an old man picking vegetables in front of the house.

"Grandma, I have a friend who is very interested in your experiences back then and wants to write a palace legend."

"Grandma, have some tea to moisten your throat and tell me the story, please."

Bo Jinxiu was very obedient and handed the tea over.

When the old lady heard this, she glanced at Qin Feiqing first, then nodded and said, "Okay, since you want to know, I'll tell you."

Bo Jinxiu listened to every word and immediately offered the old lady a cup of tea when she stopped. Although the story was long, it was told very concisely, as if the old lady had thought about it and sorted it out in her memory.

"Here's some change. I'll give it to you to buy some sweets and cakes."

The old lady thanked him and took the silver. Bo Jinxiu also asked Qin Feiqing not to send her off and turned around to go back to the Marquis' Mansion.

Shen Yiran and Bo Jinnian were already in the mansion. When Bo Jinxiu returned and walked to the flower hall, he saw the two of them sitting at a stone table playing chess and immediately walked over.

"I had to go through a lot of trouble to find out about your elder brother!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yiran immediately raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Bo Jinxiu, complimenting him: "I knew that big brother is the best at unraveling the mystery and investigating people's relationships. Thank you for your hard work this time."

After hearing this, Bo Jinxiu drank the tea while enjoying Shen Yiran's beauty and said sweetly, "I am a person who can do everything well, but I just don't like trouble."

Shen Yiran glanced at Bo Jinnian, who immediately smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother. Tell us how you found out."

Bo Jinxiu then talked incessantly about the whole story.

"Then there is the story of Painter Jiang. I am sure something happened before the late emperor's death. However, Painter Jiang helped the current emperor, so he was able to have an intact body."

The implications of this statement were so huge that both Bo Jinnian and Shen Yiran were shocked.

"Brother, let's go inside, prepare some side dishes and a pot of good wine, and then talk slowly, okay?"

If someone heard such words, it would be considered as slandering the royal family, and if it were made public, the person would lose his head. Shen Yiran immediately stood up and asked Bo Jinxiu to go back to his room.

Bo Jinxiu nodded and said, "This matter really needs to be discussed behind closed doors."

After sending away the maids, the three of them sat at the table, toasting each other while listening to Bo Jinxiu talk about what happened in the past.

"That old lady was a maidservant beside Painter Jiang, who was responsible for ironing rice paper and mixing paints. She often followed Painter Jiang with painting paper in her arms."

"She said that Painter Jiang Jiang was trusted by the late emperor, but he never talked too much. Even if he heard something he shouldn't know, he kept silent. The late emperor liked him even more."

"Painter Jiang served in the palace for eighteen years and painted for the late emperor and his concubines. Among these paintings, some of them were of flowers, birds, insects and fish, which have been circulated, but none of his portraits have been circulated."

“As for those landscape paintings that have been circulated, they are sought after by many people. Many painters who copied Jiang’s paintings at that time gained both fame and fortune, which shows how good his painting skills were!”

Shen Yiran smiled when he heard this: "You can gain fame and fortune just by copying. Painter Jiang is really amazing."

Bo Jinxiu nodded, thinking that one of his paintings nowadays might be worth a house in Kyoto.

"Anyway, he was very good at it. He continued to paint until the last emperor was dying. One night, the last emperor was lying in bed and asked Painter Jiang, who had painted portraits of all his sons, who he thought was the most suitable to inherit the throne."