Traveling back and forth from ancient times to the present, the prince pursues love in the modern ti

Wang Xiyue smiled embarrassedly, "Uncle Xia, Aunt Liang, long time no see."

"Let's go into the hotel first." Chu Linzhou said, and his eyes swept over the crowd. Seeing General Shan and Shan Rongjie in the crowd, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered.

At that time, Shan Ronghao's situation had probably been reported to the palace long ago, so the arrival of General Shan and his son is understandable.

Chu Linzhou nodded slightly to the father and son. This was not the place for casual chatting. After just an eye contact, he led everyone into the hotel.

General Shan and Shan Rongjie were even more shocked. This was His Royal Highness the Prince of Qi? How could he look so different?

In the past, Chu Linzhou rarely appeared in the public eye because of his lameness, and even when he was seen a few times, he was never this sunny.

It's no wonder that his legs and feet were healed here, right? It seems this adventure has brought great changes to everyone.

The hotel's decoration exudes a sense of luxury, which made the Shan family father and son, as well as Ming Xian and Ming Jue, amazed. From now on, they no longer have to envy the emperor's bedroom.

Mingxian and his friends dragged more than a dozen boxes into the hotel. What they were dragging were none other than the items to be auctioned tomorrow.

I guess they are the only ones who can pack these antiques in boxes and drag them here.

Wang Xiyue's eyes twitched when she saw this. If her father saw this scene, he would be so angry that he would jump to his feet.

Fortunately, before coming to the hotel, she and Chu Linzhou dissuaded Professor Wang, telling him that it was too late and that he had to rest immediately after Xia Ronghai and the others arrived. Only then did Professor Wang give up.

"Second brother, the items in the box are the ones you asked me to take, and I also brought a few extra as backup. Do you need to open it and take a look now?" Chu Moyuan asked after returning to the room.

"No need. You must be tired after driving all day. Go to bed early tonight. Send it to the auction house tomorrow morning. Professor Wang, please take a look."

After Chu Linzhou left the room, Chu Moyuan turned around, hugged Xia Youan, and kissed him. Xia Youan put his arms around Chu Moyuan's neck and responded enthusiastically.

After a kiss, Chu Moyuan calmed down his excitement and looked into Xia Youan's eyes and said, "Baby, our business in the modern world has finally started."

"So my cross-time and space trade is not even worthy of your approval, old man?"

"Okay, you dare to dislike my old husband."

"Have mercy, no no~"

The two started playing around as they talked.

On Shan Ronghao's side, the three of them, father and son, live in a suite. Shan Rongjie is now becoming more and more envious of his younger brother's life.

Why did he go to his father for help when he ran away from home? It would have been much better if he had entered the palace to protect the King of Chu. Then his brother would have been fine.

What should I do if I don’t want to go back to Da Chu?

Shan Rongjie quietly came to Shan Ronghao's room and chuckled twice, "Second brother, was big brother good to you in the past?"

At this time, General Shan also opened the door and walked in. "Son, I think Dad has nothing to say to you, right?"

Looking at the two people standing in front of him, one on each side of the bed, Shan Ronghao felt the hairs on his body stand on end. "Dad, big brother, why don't you two tell me what's going on first? I'll decide whether you two are good to me or not."

Shan Rongjie jumped onto Shan Ronghao's bed, and the mattress bounced up and down a few times. General Shan was still a little more stable, so he just sat on the other side.

Shan Rongjie said, "Brother, how about we discuss this? I'll give you my position as the Zhenjun General, and I'll guard Beichuan for you."

Shan Ronghao looked at Shan Rongjie in horror. Is his brother mentally normal?

"Ah? What's so good about exchanging a mere position of Zhenjun General? I'd rather pass on my father's position of General to you. I'll guard Beichuan for you. I've worked hard in Beichuan for the past four years."

Shan Ronghao felt that his father was possessed by a ghost, and quickly interrupted the two people's increasingly unreliable imagination.

The position of general can also be hereditary? I've never heard of it.

"Dad, big brother, I have a question. Now I don't even need the emperor's approval for a promotion, but you two can give me a promotion? When was this decree changed? Why hasn't it reached Beichuan yet?"

"I don't care. I'm not leaving anyway! You're more familiar with the prince, so talk to him and ask him to transfer Dad to Beichuan. If he can't be transferred, find a fault for me. You can even just resign!"

Seeing that General Shan was playing tricks on him, Shan Ronghao quickly got up from the bed.

Oh my god, if you don’t know, you would think that Da Chu was run by their Dan family.

"I don't have that ability. I still remember everything Dad and Big Brother said the day they first arrived. When you leave, I'll definitely prepare enough sofas, underwear, autumn clothes, and other necessary items for you two. Take everything you like."

Shan Rongjie jumped out of bed and dragged Shan Ronghao to him: "I won't leave. I just got here and I don't know much."

"You can leave or not, I don't have the face to go to the prince anyway. If you have the guts, go talk to the emperor."

General Shan: “…”

I, your father, am incompetent!

Early the next morning, a group of more than 20 people rushed to the auction house. They had to let Professor Wang review it in advance, otherwise he would feel uneasy.

Looking at more than a dozen oversized suitcases being dragged along, Professor Wang's heart was pounding and he didn't even have the mood to say hello to Xia Ronghai.

"What are you doing?" Professor Wang asked in shock and anger.

A group of people: “???”

"You guys just dragged yourself here like this?"

"Or else?"

Professor Wang hurried over and took the suitcase from Chu Linzhou. "You're really pissing me off! Lay it flat and open it so I can see if it's damaged."

Chu Linzhou smiled and thought that it didn't matter if it was broken. This thing was not valuable to them, so he could just bring some more over.

He endured it and didn't want to hit the old man, after all, he was Wang Xiyue's father.

Those who were dragging boxes laid them flat.

Chu Linzhou opened the box in his hand and saw that the antiques inside were all packed in fine boxes. Professor Wang's heart finally settled down.

When I opened the first box, I saw a layer of gold foil on the surface. Inside was a painting. Although I couldn't tell which master created it, it was definitely an antique.

This antique calligraphy and painting work originated thousands of years ago and carries the accumulation of time and the weight of history.

On the painting, delicate brushstrokes outline a mysterious and magnificent scene.

In the picture, the mountains are rolling and shrouded in clouds and mist, as if bringing the viewer into a fairyland.

The mountain stream gurgles, crystal clear, reflecting the trees on the shore and the clouds in the sky. The temple in the distance is hidden in the mountains and forests, looming, giving people a sense of tranquility and mystery.

"The painting is exquisitely composed, and the master's skills are superb, with profound artistic attainments. The only regret is that we don't know who this Jingxiu was, as he has never appeared in history. Perhaps this master was a rather low-key person, which is why his name has not been recorded in history?"

Xie Youzhi smiled awkwardly, and Chu Moyuan and the others also smiled slightly.

Who else could Jingxiu be but Xie Youzhi's grandfather, the Censor?