Legacy of the old dynasty

Prince Wang came to Zhang Qiling's mansion early in the morning, and Uncle Li told him that the young master was having dinner when he entered.Wang Gongzi nodded, and walked to the backyard familiarly, but opened the door and saw that the two were drinking porridge.

Hearing the sound of the door, the two of them looked towards the door together. Young Master Wang was standing in a good place, and at a glance, they could see that the complexion of these two people was not good, and their eyes were turning blue.He smiled inwardly, but wanted to tease Wu Xie, pretending to be surprised: "What time is it, you two only have breakfast..." He dragged the stool away and sat down while talking.Zhang Qiling looked up at him again, but didn't say anything.Prince Wang was never polite, and he didn't care if he didn't have his chopsticks on the table, he just picked a piece of bad goose and ate it.

Wu Xie glanced at him again, but before he could speak, he only heard Zhang Qiling answer without beginning and end: "I slept late." Wang Gongzi smiled at the two of them with a clear expression on his face. .Only then did Wu Xie come back to his senses, and argued, "I clearly didn't sleep last night..." Seeing that the prince's joking expression was even worse, he shut his mouth angrily.

Uncle Li brought the bowls and chopsticks, Prince Wang let go of his stomach, swept the table away, and drank two more bowls of porridge.Wu Xie couldn't bear it anymore and asked him, "You were fined not to eat when you returned home?"

Prince Wang wiped his mouth, looked at him sadly, and said: "Brother, I'm not worried about you. I didn't even have time to eat in the morning, so I came over to have a look."

Wu Xie looked at him in astonishment, pointed to himself, and asked, "Are you worried about me...?" Mr. Wang was about to nod, when he heard Zhang Qiling coughing gently beside him, and immediately changed his words: "Yes Yes! I'm worried about you... If you've been hungry for too long, you'll easily damage your body, so I'm here to share the burden for my brother..."

Zhang Qiling coughed again at this time.

Wu Xie turned to him suspiciously and asked, "You were blown by the wind last night and your throat was not so clear, why are you coughing all the time?"

Zhang Qiling stared at Young Master Wang, but said to Wu Xie: "It's okay, maybe you caught a cold because you tossed too much last night."

Wu Xie fell silent after hearing the words.

Prince Wang lowered his head, looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. He wanted to laugh but couldn't, he endured it very hard.Fortunately, at this time, the servant brought tea.

Last night, the two of them did not sleep again, Zhang Qiling's first words shocked him unceasingly.

"That day in the capital, you asked me what I bought from the palace, do you still remember?"

Wu Xie nodded and said, "Of course I remember."

Zhang Qiling leaned back, pointing one finger to the sky, Wu Xie understood.

"He said, 'In the past when Emperor Qin built Lishan Mountain, there was a theory of geomantic omen'."

"Just this sentence?" Wu Xie couldn't believe it, jumped up and asked him.

Zhang Qiling nodded.Seeing that Wu Xie's expression became more and more dignified, as if he was being fooled, he had no choice but to say: "This sentence is very important, and..."

"how?"

"I didn't spend any money." After Zhang Qiling said this, Wu Xie almost jumped over across the couch table.He hastily parried back, and hurriedly said: "This is another thing I want to tell you, please calm down and listen to me."

Wu Xie turned around and sat down again after hearing the words, and said: "Let's make things clear today, don't keep it from me anymore."

Zhang Qiling nodded, and whispered "I know".

It's not that Wu Xie didn't think about the joints.The fact that the Wu family escaped by chance was indeed the result of constraints from all parties in the court, but in the final analysis, it was the emperor who was unwilling to get to the bottom of it.Thinking about it, from ancient times to the present, the mausoleums of the emperors of various generations have paid attention to geomantic omen, but how much can there be without stones under the soil?This matter became difficult at the beginning. In the final analysis, it was Wu Sansheng who was targeted first, and then took the opportunity to suppress Shen Shixing behind him.How could the emperor not understand.Li Zhi is a master at peeling the skin and seeing the bones. He had speculated several times before and knew that the emperor had a strong hatred for Zhang Juzheng.However, as a courtier, abiding by one's duty is the most important job. If one day he scolds himself so much that he gets dizzy and provokes the emperor, then the ending can be imagined.

In a word, God's grace is unpredictable.As a speech officer, it is always a matter of wealth and wealth, and it doesn't matter whether it is worth it or not.

However, today, what is said to be passed away with a smile, at that time was the heart tossing and turning under the bloody wind.When the emperor said such words at that time, I am afraid that he also had more inhumane helplessness.

But Zhang Qiling's next sentence still surprised him.

The man looked at him across the couch table, lowered his eyes, and said, "Shut your mouth first."

It is true that Wu Xie's current expression can indeed be described as stunned, but it is still impossible to describe the shock in his heart at the moment.He repeated unconsciously.

"You mean, Feng Bao, the eunuch with palm prints in the palace, is your uncle?"

Zhang Qiling nodded, then quickly shook his head and said, "It's not anymore."

Seeing Wu Xie looking at him puzzledly, he realized the ambiguity in his words, and said again: "On the eighth day of this month, Jiangxi Province impeached Feng Gong for the twelve major crimes, and the emperor criticized him. He was entrusted by Yukao and served for a long time, so he was punished leniently. Now he has resigned and is assigned to grow vegetables in Xiaoling, Tianfu."

After Wu Xie was shocked, he felt a bone-chilling chill.From the moment he entered the door, he saw Uncle Li's expression hesitant to speak, and Zhang Qiling was moody.In normal times, I'm used to his steady appearance, and I didn't even see him like this when I was in the capital.Wu Xie immediately had the worst premonition in his heart.

Spying on the holy will is a capital offense no matter what.Not to mention that he had hidden such an uncle for so many years, even he never knew about it.The most important thing now is how much the emperor has found out about Feng Bao.If you add the item of spying on the holy will, I am afraid that Feng Gong will not even have an extravagant hope of growing vegetables, and even the Zhang family will be affected.

Thinking of this, he couldn't ignore that it was him, the Wu family behind him who caused Zhang Qiling to get into such a big trouble.Immediately, guilt overwhelmed him like a tide, and he remembered that he said just now that there was no time.

Wu Xie's complexion changed, she jumped off the bed and was ready to run out.Now his mind is in a mess, and the troubles of marrying the Wang family are like floating clouds. The only thing he can think of is to go home to rescue soldiers.

The old god Zhang Qiling was there, watching Wu Xie's expression, from surprise to astonishment, then frowning in thought, and then a look of guilt, which was wonderful.He hadn't seen him for a long time, knowing that he had experience now, and escaped from the military chaos, he was indeed calmer, but tonight, he knew that he had never changed, and some moments were still the same as when he was a child.

However, the expression of the person in front of him changed a few times, and in the end he suddenly jumped off the bed and wanted to run away.Even if he had sharp eyesight and quick hands, he just rushed over and grabbed a corner of his clothes.Wu Xie was grabbed by someone, turned around to look at him, stomped his feet anxiously and said, "Hurry up and let me go, let me go home and discuss the countermeasures with my father."

Zhang Qiling didn't know what he was thinking, he couldn't help laughing, and asked, "Now? What countermeasures should we discuss?"

Wu Xie also grabbed his robe with his hands, and refused to budge an inch, saying, "The matter is so urgent now, you still have the heart to talk about him!" Thinking of this, he remembered that night, at Wu Sansheng's mansion, that man swore The appearance of saying that things are absolutely safe seems to be in front of him, and he can't help being angry.Then he raised his voice and said, "Do you remember how you promised me? You said you could do it, so you are very sure. Now that even the eunuch with palm prints has been convicted, it will be your turn sooner or later!"

In any case, he still couldn't immediately accept his uncle who appeared out of the blue.

The two of them were lying on the couch on one side and half on the other side, with a couch table in the middle.Now Wu Xie was still barefoot, standing on the ground, Zhang Qiling grabbed him across the table, after all, he couldn't use his strength, and also fell to the ground.After hearing him say this again, I realized that Wu Xie's thoughts had already drifted to nowhere. At first, he wanted to laugh, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt sad.

He clearly knew the weight of him in his heart, and this weight was also in his heart, only more than Wu Xie.But even so, Wu Xie was still scared by the marriage contract that hadn't been seen yet and hid for half a year, and almost died at the hands of the rebel army.Thinking of this, he suddenly pulled him into his arms and held him tightly without leaving a single gap.

"Blame me." He said softly, hugging him.Wu Xie didn't know why, but his body trembled a little.He knew that he was very afraid, and he had felt the same feeling of being afraid of losing.

"Do you know what I wished?"

That day when he fell into the water, he narrowly escaped death. When he closed his eyes, Wu Xie's face still appeared in front of him.At that time, he made a solemn oath that if he could survive today, it was God's will not to let him die, and from then on, nothing would separate him from Wu Xie.

Today, neither.

"You're right. As I said, if I can do it, I must be very sure." Wu Xie put her head in his arms, thinking that he was reassuring herself, so she remained silent, expressing her disbelief. .

Zhang Qiling smiled helplessly, and said: "You don't even think about it, it's already the end of the month, if I'm really implicated by this matter, can I still live to this day?"

As expected, Wu Xie looked up, and there seemed to be a fire in his eyes.

Zhang Qiling nodded again, and said: "I said just now that I don't have time, it's really another matter. It's too tricky, and I don't know what to do."

Wu Xie asked half-believingly: "Then you were in the dark just now, what account book are you looking at? Could it be that you are cooking..."

The latter two words were tightly locked in his stomach.Up to now, no matter what he said, he still had to be careful in case he would be cheated again.At that moment, he even made a plan. Since he could die for himself, why should he die for Wu Xie's seven-foot man?Thinking of this, he became calm again.

But Zhang Qiling followed his words and said: "It is indeed taking care of the funeral, see how much money is left in the account, and whether it is enough to take you away."

Wu Xie really wanted to doubt her ears now.

"Where are you going...?" Wu Xie really didn't understand, if what he thought was not a big deal, then what big deal would require this person in front of him to put down his family mission and leave.

"Uncle, he was demoted to Yingtian Mansion, and his family property was gone. However, there is a painting that has been hidden by him all the time, and has not been checked by the government. Now, this painting is in my hands."

"What painting?" Wu Xie asked.Thinking about it, Mr. Feng has been in a high position for more than ten years, and he has never seen any treasures in the world. Why is he so concerned about a painting.

Zhang Qiling looked at him, then heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Along the River During the Qingming Festival."

Wu Xie's eyes darkened.

That Feng Bao has been a palm seal eunuch since the emperor came to the throne, and the emperor usually calls him a "big companion", who is both internal and external, and has power in the government and the public.However, compared with the eunuchs who sat in this position in the previous dynasty, Feng Bao can also bear the name of a generation of virtuous eunuchs.He is good at calligraphy, understands music theory, and even makes pianos by himself, which is hard to find in the world, and has an excellent relationship with Zhang Jiangling.During the four years, he worked together with the Three Judicial Departments in a national trial and rehabilitated many unjust prisons, so he has a good reputation among the people.

The two moved to the couch again, and Wu Xie asked inexplicably, "Didn't it mean that this painting was destroyed in the inner court? Why did it reappear in the world?"

Since this painting is so famous, no one even knows the story.It is said that during the Longqing period, Cheng Guogong wanted to get the "Qingming Shanghe Tu" hidden in Da Nei. Emperor Longqing asked someone to estimate the price, and planned to use Cheng Guogong's salary to offset it.A young eunuch learned that the price of this painting was so high, so he opened a warehouse and stole the painting privately. He was about to go out of the palace when he met the eunuch in charge, so he hid the painting in a crevice of a ditch.As a result, it rained heavily that night, and the water rose over the stone gap.When the little eunuch went to pick up the painting, the painting had been soaked beyond repair.

A generation of treasures was destroyed.Everyone in the world said that this picture had long since ceased to exist, but now Zhang Qiling said with certainty that it was actually in his hands.Wu Xie didn't know whether to believe it or not. This night, there were too many things that he didn't expect.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Qiling put on his shoes and went out without saying a word.When I came back after a while, I had a wooden box in my hand.

Wu Xie had to believe it if he didn't believe it at this time.What is spread out on the table now is not the most precious treasure - the voluminous "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".Wu Xie leaned over his desk and read it carefully. After buying the painting last time, he no longer had hope for his own eyesight, so he studied the inscriptions and postscripts after the frontispiece in detail. Feng Bao's inscription and postscript are self-signed as "the imperial envoy governor Dongchang official school and the imperial eunuch".

Signed like this, only Feng Gong himself dared to write like this.Wu Xie frowned and looked at Zhang Qiling. Before he could open his mouth, Zhang Qiling seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and he was generous enough to admit it directly.

"That's right, it was stolen from Ouchi."

"..."

He finally understood today, where did Zhang Qiling's courage come from.Everyone said that my nephew, Uncle Xiao, was just as it should be.I don't know how bold I am to write my name on the stolen painting with great fanfare.And now he also really wants to ask, what in this world is there that Zhang Qiling dare not do.

Wu Xie was in a hurry, and her tone was not very good, and she said directly: "Are you crazy? This painting is originally an imperial treasure of Ouchi, so it's fine to steal it out of the palace. Could it be that your uncle made up the rumor that this painting was destroyed? Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't deny it, Wu Xie was even more furious, "Then add another charge of deceiving the emperor! How many heads do you have!"

Uncharacteristically, Zhang Qiling listened carefully to his anger, poured him a cup of tea, and turned around to collect the painting.

Wu Xie spoke so dryly that he didn't know how many words the man had heard.He carefully put the painting into the box, and said: "I know this matter is not trivial, but this painting means a lot to me, it is not a last resort..." He smiled wryly and shook his head.

After so many years, Wu Xie heard Zhang Qiling talk about his mother for the first time.