The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 50: Mastering the world starts with a painting

Liang Xin suggested that Zongze should join the Privy Council.

Zhao Ji: "A few grades."

"From six."

Zhao Ji: "Go a little higher and tell him that by this time next year at the latest, I will see the original Tao inkstone, and many, many wolf hair tail tips, and, have you ever eaten a mushroom that looks like sheep's tripe? It seems that Pan Lou had it before, but I haven't seen it in these years. I heard that it only exists in Qiang land."

Liang Xin said: "No matter how promoted he is, he won't be able to take care of big things. He can only help you keep an eye on the people who are doing things and don't slack off. I've eaten what you mentioned. I'll write to Northwest and ask them to get a new job before the end of the year." One hundred pounds.”

Zhao Ji: "At least one thousand catties."

Liang Xin: "Then, from the fifth rank, I will be the Deputy Privy Councilor."

Zhao Ji: "If you can't handle it well, you will be exiled overseas."

Song Dynasty said that being exiled overseas is Danzhou, which is definitely the worst exile there is.

On the same day, the edict was delivered to Zongze and Zhang Shuye.

Zhang Shuye and several others headed northwest.

Zongze became the governor of the capital, promoted from the seventh rank to the fifth rank, and became the deputy privy minister.

Zongze never imagined that he, as an official, would casually accept the appointment while taking a bath in the palace.

Zhao Ji was in a very good mood. Liang Xin was a time traveler, so he made a complete set of Thai style, Japanese style, Tieba, etc. for Zhao Ji. By the way, he presented a bunch of unknown flowers from his own garden to the Royal Garden. The millet peppers that came from Dali as tribute were dug out for themselves.

Zhao Ji hummed happily.

When I returned to the study, I was still thinking about it with my eyes squinted.

Liang Xin took a scroll and placed it in front of Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji only glanced at it: "It's fake. It's so fake that you can't even tell."

Liang Xin didn't say anything. She used some water, reached out and tore off a corner of the painting, bowed and said, "I'm leaving the palace."

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and picked up the painting to study it carefully.

This painting is indeed fake.

Zhao Ji had seen this picture the last time he searched Cai Jing's house.

After Liang Xin tore off a corner, it turned out to be another layer covering the original painting.Zhao Ji untied his dragon robe and threw it aside, then took out a cloth belt to tie his hands, waist and clothes.

I went to get a bowl of water myself, lay down on the desk and slowly lifted up the top layer.

After revealing a complete corner of his body, Zhao Ji exclaimed: "It turned out to be... the painting sage's own handwriting. Oops... ah, Brother Xin knows that I also..." Zhao Ji groaned... and screamed strangely, one voice high and one voice low. , everyone got on the desk and carefully cleaned the scroll inch by inch.

Painting St.

Yan Liben of the Tang Dynasty, no matter what kind of painting it was, in Zhao Ji's eyes, it was a treasure.

Zhao Ji was happy.

In the palace, two more eunuchs aged around 40 years old disappeared.

He didn't know and didn't have time to care about it.

Next, for this painting, even if it is not damaged, just peel off the covering layer, clean it, re-mount it, and completely process it. It is impossible to take less than ten days.

Moreover, it is an authentic painting of a saint.

Zhao Ji would spend half a month immersed in this painting.

Zongze's appointment as deputy privy minister means that the military deployment in the northwest has entered the stage of temple calculation.

Then, after coaxing Zhao Ji well, Liang Xin was confident that she could offer her father the post of Jiedushi, and then serve as the supervisor of the northwest army.

Cai Jing has entered the countdown to his exile in Baizhou (Yu*Lin).

The grass on the tomb of Tong Guan has probably sprouted.Next, Cao Cao was rated as a handsome man and was given the seal of master Taoist priest...

Northwest, can be expected.

When she got home, Liang Xin saw someone standing outside the side door.

Entering the courtyard, Liang Zhong greeted him.

"Young Master, I am the number one scholar at the door and want to meet my godfather."

Liang Xin didn't stop and continued walking into the courtyard. As she walked, she said, "It's not because of the fierce quarrel between the new law and the old law. The scholars in this department don't know which side they should be on. I've seen the students in this department. The list, except for the good poems, is useless. However, I still need to save face. Don’t embarrass me. Please come to the flower hall. Snacks and tea will be prepared."

"Yes, yes." Liang Zhong gestured to the young eunuchs to make arrangements.

In the backyard, Liang Zhong changed Liang Xin's soft shoes from home before leaving to do errands.

Liang Xin arrived at Li Qingzhao's house and knocked on the door. After getting a response, she entered the house.

At this time, Li Qingzhao was practicing uncovering paintings.

Seeing Liang Xin come in, Li Qingzhao said: "Actually, I have uncovered it before. The framed paintings were somewhat damp and damaged. They need to be peeled off from the mounting paper and then remounted. After Mr. Lang mentioned it, I noticed the better paper. They are all multi-layered, but it’s impossible to reveal nine paintings at one time, but it’s no problem to uncover three paintings.”

Liang Xin said: "So, I chose a bright red table. The brighter the table, the easier it is for people to see and prevent the last layer from being peeled off."

Li Qingzhao: "There is no skill required in this craft. All you need is patience and care."

Liang Xin: "After some time, I will uncover the painting by Li Sixun in the Tang Dynasty. One can reveal two, or one can reveal three."

Li Qingzhao stopped what he was doing: "Lang Jun, you won't exchange such fake things for money. You are not short of money. Li Sixun was known as the number one landscape painter at that time, and some people also called his paintings divine, so his Paintings are treasures handed down from generation to generation, why would you destroy such a painting?"

Liang Xin smiled: "You ate my things, wore my things, used my things, and secretly took some paintings and rare books back to your house. I asked why you didn't. Ask less and work more."

Li Qingzhao quit.

Although she was snatched back, she was not willing to be manipulated casually.

When Li Qingzhao was about to make a small protest, Liang Xin said: "Work first and want to know the reason. When the eldest lady comes into the house, she will tell you why."

"OK, fine."

Liang Xin added: "In a few days, I will go to the palace to give you some truly unique paintings for you to appreciate for a few days. Don't let anyone know about the things in this house, including your maid Chunlan. I want to Just think about how your whole family ended up in jail.”

"Okay, okay." Li Qingzhao's tone was a little weak.

Aren’t they just two poems?

Thinking about it, it seems quite scary.

What is Liang Xin going to do?

One Yan Liben painting can keep Zhao Ji busy for more than ten days. What if there are two or three identical precious ancient paintings, which one is the authentic one?
It is estimated that because of this painting, Zhao Ji stayed in the study for a month without leaving the house.

After leaving Li Qingzhao's house, Liang Xin went to the side garden.

Cao Yang is still waiting for him here.

"Brother."

Cao Yang:…….

Liang Xin saw Cao Yang's reaction a little strange.

Cao Yang shook his head: "I just remembered that you are an elder brother and I am a younger brother."

"This..." Liang Xin was a little confused.

Cao Yang said: "You married my sister. You are the brother and I am the younger brother. This has nothing to do with our age."

Liang Xin also reacted: "It seems that this is really the case."

(End of this chapter)