Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 562 Strange Painting
"His Royal Highness." A soft call brought Xia Bao'er back from her thoughts.

She turned her head to look, and Zhou Taifu's son and daughter-in-law, that is, Zhou Junchu's parents, were walking quickly to welcome them.

The two saluted to Xia Bao'er, but she raised her plain hand to stop them.

"Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhou, I came here this time just to check on Grandpa's condition, and my father is also very worried, so there is no need for these hypocrisy."

The Zhou family couple nodded quickly.

Master Zhou led the way, and everyone talked as they walked.

"My father went to participate in a poetry and painting exhibition half a month ago. He usually likes to collect paintings by these famous officials.

That trip was the same as usual, but on the second day after I came back, I complained of a headache, and in the evening, I couldn't get up from the couch. "

Lord Zhou sighed and said: "Not only the imperial physician and the doctor came, but they were all helpless, and I tried all kinds of medicines, but they just couldn't get better."

Mrs. Zhou wiped her tears, her eyes were red: "The last time Doctor Guo came to see him, he said that he could only hang his life, but he has to start preparing for the funeral, and he might die at some point."

Hearing this, Xia Bao'er could only feel sorry for her and comforted her: "Grandpa Grandfather is highly respected, God will take care of him, don't be too sad, uncle and aunt."

Arriving at Taifu Zhou's door, Xia Bao'er's thin willow eyebrows suddenly frowned.

She seemed to detect a strange smell.

But when I smell it carefully, I can't find it.

Xia Bao'er walked in with her pink shoes, and Zhou Taifu heard the voice, and sat up with the sick body: "The princess is here?"

She stepped inside quickly and saw Mrs. Zhou's haggard complexion and bony hands.

The hair is full of strands, and all of them have turned white!

This is a great crime.

He also wanted to stand up and say hello to Xia Bao'er, but she pressed his shoulder with her little hand.

"Grandpa, I am here to see you on behalf of my father and myself. You lie down properly and we will sit and talk for a while."

Taifu Zhou nodded weakly, Madam Zhou put a soft pillow behind his back for him to lean on comfortably.

"Princess, you and Your Majesty don't have to worry about this matter. The old minister has reached his age, and it's time to die."

Xia Bao'er pursed her pink lips, her eyes could not bear it: "Grandfather, don't talk nonsense, you can live a long life."

Zhou Taifu smiled and shook his head: "I'm old. Now that the princess is growing up healthily, she is beautiful and intelligent,
The veteran can imagine how beautiful the princess will be in three to five years.It's a pity that the old minister will not be able to see it. "

Xia Bao'er's black eyes flashed, and she suppressed tears.

"I think of when I was five years old, I was playing in the imperial study, and I knocked over my father's inkstone, which happened to stain a pile of memorials that I just approved by his desk.

In order to help me solve this matter, grandpa grandpa copied the memorials from noon to evening.Tai Fu's grandpa's handwriting is exquisite, but my father didn't even notice the clue! "

Zhou Taifu also thought of this, stroked his white beard and smiled.

"The old minister has been interested in calligraphy and painting all his life."

If Zhou Taifu wants to copy a person's handwriting, he can achieve eight or nine percent similarity.

Xia Baoer's eyes flickered: "I heard that Grandpa Grandpa took in a few more paintings and calligraphy before his illness. Baoer also wants to see it. I wonder if it is possible?"

Zhou Taifu hurriedly said, "Why not? Junchu, take down the paintings hanging on the wall."

It's on the wall?
Xia Baoer turned her head and watched Zhou Junchu open a curtain, revealing a painting!
Why hide it with a cloth?
　It’s late, I’m going to the sixth watch today, if it’s too late, there will be at least the fifth watch, anyway, I can’t let my babies wait in vain, right?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)