Could it be that the general has a crush on me

"seriously?"

"It's definitely the real thing. I paid a lot of money to get it. Do you know how rare Mr. Mu Ling's paintings are?"

"You, a painting idiot, have always regarded the paintings in your collection as treasures, and you are not even willing to show them to others. Why are you so kind to show me the paintings of Mr. Mu Ling today? Is there some conspiracy?"

Zhuo Zifan's face froze, and he retorted: "There is no conspiracy."

"That means the painting must be a fake."

"I guarantee with my head that this is the real thing."

Zhuo Ling looked at the painting, then at Zhuo Zifan, and then sat down on the table. Zhuo Zifan quickly moved the painting to the side, fearing that he would sit on it.

"Okay, let's talk, if you have anything to ask me, don't beat around the bush."

"Hey, since Brother Huang saw through it, I'll just say it straight."

Zhuo Ling looked at you with a ghostly expression, and then raised his chin to signal him to speak directly. Zhuo Zifan looked around and said in a low voice: "I heard that Liu Xianzhu is here with the emperor."

Zhuo Ling frowned: "What do you ask Liu Xianzhu for?"

"Didn't everyone say that Liu Xianzhu can help people realize their wishes?!"

"What wish do you have?"

"You also know that I have no other interests, but I really like this painting, so I want to meet the number one painter I admire, and hope to ask for advice."

Zhuo Ling was a little speechless: "You got the Liu Xianzhu just to meet Mr. Mu Ling?"

"Brother Huang, do you know how difficult it is to see Mr. Mu Ling? There are so many people who admire him in the world, but how many of them have actually seen him? I thought that if Mr. Mu Ling could give me some advice, then It's enough to die."

Zhuo Ling looked at this younger brother who was inferior to himself with contempt. It is no wonder that Zhuo Yiyang and Zhuo Junhong have never listed Zhuo Zifan as the enemy's target for so many years. If this guy sits on the throne, maybe someday He would exchange it with someone because of a few paintings by Mr. Mu Ling.

"Brother Huang, for the sake of brothers, please help me."

"It's not that I don't help you, it's that I don't have Liu Xianzhu either. Haven't you heard that the so-called Liu Xianzhu is a fake at all, it's just a legend, how can the legend be taken seriously."

"You really don't have Liu Xianzhu?"

"Well, let's talk about it, can you be a little bit promising, is this Mr. Mu Ling's painting so good?"

"No, brother, you used to like Mr. Mu Ling's paintings very much—"

"I like it quite a bit, but that's just the past. Now I won't waste my thoughts on these things anymore. You are too. You are too young at 15 years old. It's time to be sensible and learn the way of governing the country together. .”

"It's enough to have father and brother in this world. What should I learn? Since brother doesn't have Liu Xianzhu, I can take this painting away."

Zhuo Ling smiled and said: "Take it away, isn't it the painting of Mr. Mu Ling, I have many of them."

"Stop fooling people."

"Don't believe me, I have hundreds of them, and they are all portraits that you can't see on the market."

Zhuo Zifan made it clear that he didn't believe it, "Impossible. Everyone knows that Mr. Mu Ling never draws figures. If you really have figure paintings, they can only be said to be fakes."

Zhuo Ling choked, Qi Yunshuo did say that those were all fakes, but even though they were fakes, it was hard to tell them apart with the naked eye, so he had to take a gamble in order to win.

"You don't believe it, do you? What if the figure painting in my hand is genuine?"

"If it is genuine, I will give you all the paintings and calligraphy I have collected over the years!"

"It's a deal! Alas, my father was still worried about the drought in the north that the people had no crops, no rice to cook, and the treasury was not full. Now there is a way to solve it—"

Everyone knows that Zhuo Zifan is obsessed with painting, and the precious calligraphy and paintings he has collected for so many years can't fit in a house, and it must be a lot of money to exchange them for bank notes.

"Let's not talk about that, what about painting?"

"The painting is not with me, I will temporarily deposit it with Qi Yunshuo."

"Don't make excuses..."

"You'll know later if it's an excuse, come with me!"

Zhuo Ling jumped off the table, took Zhuo Zifan's hand and ran out, Zhuo Zifan muttered loudly: "Oh my painting, my painting is still confiscated."

"What do you charge? Anyway, it will be mine later."

The two hurried out of the palace and went straight to the General's Mansion. Zhuo Ling thought that Qi Yunshuo was not in the mansion after being called by his father, so he secretly brought Zhuo Zifan to his room to look at the paintings. Everyone in the General's Mansion now knows Knowing that the relationship between his general and His Royal Highness is good, he naturally dare not stop him.

Zhuo Ling opened the door of the secret room familiarly, Zhuo Zifan followed him in with a look of surprise, and sighed: "You even know that there is a secret room in General Qi's room, when did you two become so close?"

Although Zhuo Ling and Qi Yunshuo have cooperated well recently, at any rate, they have been very stiff for the past ten years, so everyone has not adapted to their way of getting along for a while.

"I was very close to him."

"Brother Huang, are you saying this out of conscience?"

"of course."

"Then you must have no conscience."

"Go, go, you are so talkative now, I will guarantee that you will not be able to say a word later, are you ready? Don't cry out excitedly——"

In fact, Zhuo Ling was still a little nervous. After all, no matter how closely the paintings in the secret room were imitated, they were just fakes. Now I hope that Zhuo Zifan's research on the paintings is not so deep, so he can be fooled.

"I don't believe you really have..." Zhuo Zifan's voice stopped when he saw the paintings in the secret room. Zhuo Ling carefully observed his expression and felt that his eyes were going to glisten. Although it is illuminated by night pearls, there is no outside light after all, so it should not be so easy to identify.

Zhuo Zifan ran up to pick up a painting and looked at it carefully, his face was full of disbelief, and then changed to another painting, without speaking for a long time.

"How about it? Let's admit defeat? It's better to obediently move those calligraphy and paintings you collected to my palace, and I will thank you on behalf of the disaster victims in the north."

"How is it possible, how is this possible..." Zhuo Zifan didn't listen to Zhuo Ling's words at all, he just muttered to himself, Zhuo Ling stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "Don't be too sad Well, calligraphy and paintings can still be collected in the future, okay, let’s go.”

"Brother, where did you get all these?"

"Ah? Well, you also said that I also like Mr. Mu Ling's paintings, so I have collected a lot on weekdays..."

"Mr. Muling's paintings are hard to come by, and he never draws people. You have so many portraits of people here. How is that possible?"

Zhuo Ling's heart skipped a beat, thinking that it would not be exposed, he boldly asked: "Then you mean these are fakes?"

"Of course not, I'm just shocked."

"Huh? You mean, you think these are genuine?"

"Yes, I don't know about the others, but the ones I've seen are definitely genuine. Brother Huang, tell me honestly, do you know Mr. Mu Ling?"

Zhuo Ling: "??" Is this really a bluff?It's a good thing not to be seen through, but how should he explain how he got these paintings!

"Uh, I don't really know each other..."

"Then why do you have so many, we are brothers, brother, don't lie to me."

Zhuo Ling was a little embarrassed, and finally said half-truthfully, "Okay, let me tell you, the reason why I own these paintings is indeed that I know Mr. Mu Ling, but it can't be said that I know him, strictly speaking, it's Qi Yunshuo. "

"General Qi? Great, let's go to General Qi now and ask him to introduce you."

"Hey, that's Mr. Mu Ling. How could he stay in the imperial city all the time and wait for you to see him."

Zhuo Zifan was a little disappointed when he heard the words, Zhuo Ling picked up a painting with a puzzled face, looked at it carefully, and muttered: "Is it really so similar to the real thing..."

"What do you think are genuine works? These are definitely genuine works, Brother Huang. I dare not say anything else, but I will never make mistakes in the identification of paintings."

Now it's Zhuo Ling's turn to be confused, Qi Yunshuo clearly said that these are all recovered fakes, but his younger brother is indeed very knowledgeable about paintings, could it be that Qi Yunshuo made a mistake and took a batch of genuine ones as fakes? ?

Thinking of this, his brows twitched instantly, if these are really authentic, then fortunately Qi Yunshuo has not had time to destroy them, otherwise it would be a waste of Tianzhen.

"You come with me."

Zhuo Ling rolled up the two paintings casually, and then left the secret room with Zhuo Zifan. Zhuo Zifan asked suspiciously: "Brother Huang, where are you taking me? I still want to take a good look at those paintings, so Multiple..."

"Don't read it, I will have time to watch it in the future, I have more important things to do now, if you feel bored, go back to the palace first."

Zhuo Ling climbed into the carriage. Although Zhuo Zifan didn't know what he was going to do, he still held two paintings of Mr. Mu Ling in his hand, so he naturally followed along.

The carriage stopped in front of a painting and calligraphy shop, and Zhuo Ling couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage and run in. After entering, he murmured that he wanted to see the shopkeeper. The calligraphy and painting shop pays attention to quietness. People coaxed them away, but they were stopped by the money thrown at them.

"Hurry up, call out your shopkeeper."

"Yes, little one, let's go."

The clerk hurriedly took the silver and went to the back to find the shopkeeper. When the shopkeeper came out, he saw Zhuo Ling and Zhuo Zifan's clothes and knew that they were not ordinary people, so he naturally greeted them with smiles.

"Second master, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you want to buy?"

Zhuo Ling spread the calligraphy and paintings in his hands on the table, and said: "This shop is said to be a century-old store, and the shopkeeper must have a hand in authenticating calligraphy and paintings."

"Don't dare to take it seriously, it's just a little research."

"Then take a good look and see if these two pictures are real or fake." Zhuo Ling took out an ingot of gold and put it on the table, and added: "If you look at it, this gold belongs to you. If you don't look at it, be careful to move your head."

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva in fright, and cautiously stepped forward to take a closer look at the paintings on the table, and then the expression on his face slowly changed from nervous to shocked.

"Where did this... this painting come from?"

"Ask so many what to do, you just need to answer whether it is a fake or not."

"Of course not, this is the authentic work of Mr. Mu Ling."

"you sure?"

"I have been running this ancestral calligraphy and painting shop for decades, and I have handled countless calligraphy and paintings. I will never admit it wrong, but there is one thing, everyone knows the rules of Mr. Mu Ling. He can't draw characters..."

"So it's a fake."

"It can't be a fake. If it is a fake, the drawing skills of the person who copied it are definitely not inferior to Mr. Mu Ling, but if he really has such good painting skills, why bother to copy the fake?"

Zhuo Ling also felt puzzled, and Zhuo Zifan who was on the side interjected: "Oh, I've already said that this is not a fake, Huang... well, third brother, why don't you believe it!"

"But..." But if it's not a fake, are the hundreds of paintings in the secret room all authentic?

How much gold would it take to buy it, and it was easily retrieved by Qi Yunshuo?It seems a little strange.

"If this young master doesn't believe in the old man's ability, the old man can take you to Gu Lao, the most respected calligrapher and painting expert in our imperial city. If even Gu Lao says it's authentic, then it must be authentic."

"it is good……"

Anyway, this issue must be clarified today, otherwise, if Qi Yunshuo remembers and destroys those paintings as fakes one day, it will be over.