Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 664 – Light makeup guest
Chapter 664 – Light makeup guest
"What's the matter?" Seeing Rong Leng's strange behavior, Liu Wei also looked over.

Rong Leng approached, walked to the front of the portrait, examined the portrait with fixed eyes, and finally focused on the inscription at the bottom of the portrait.

Liu Wei also followed Rong Leng's gaze, coming and going, but didn't see anything wrong.

The story of the Buddha feeding the eagle, even those who are not familiar with Buddhism, have probably heard of it. This is a story in the Buddhist scriptures. It is said that before the Buddha became a Buddha, he was already fraternal. , and fed the eagle that chased the dove.

Princess Yuping is a jade girl before the Buddha. It is not surprising that this painting hangs in the house.

Liu Wei looked at it for a while, and seeing that Rong Leng's eyes hadn't moved away, she asked again unconsciously, "What did you see?"

Rong Leng didn't make a sound, but asked suddenly: "You can probably tell how long this painting is?"

Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, and looked closer, repeatedly, back and forth, for a while, and said: "The paper is Fu paper produced in Kyoto. The paper is hard and not easy to see through. It is nearly two years old. My favorite. From the point of view of the brush, I can't tell what kind of brush it is, but it should be a fine brush, and it is a fine brush. Looking at these ends, the traces of the outline are very heavy. The painter should be a woman. Usually when a man paints, he only cares about the big picture, the smaller the place, the more he brushes it off in one stroke, it's quite heroic, by the way, there's this inscription..."

Liu Wei touched it with her hands, but of course, she couldn't feel any traces. The red clay that signed the signature had already dried out and became a part of the portrait.

"The engraving method of this inscription is the Chu method. Judging from the pulse of the above characters, it is obviously a private seal. The official seal or the permanent seal, within the boundaries of Kyoto, uses the Beijing method, which is also the common method, and this Chu method , I remember that people in the south use it more, of course, in the past two years, some of them have been introduced to Beijing."

Liu Wei talked for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: "If you want to ask when this painting was completed, I think it cannot be separated from the past two years. Whether it is paper or engraving, or the oldness of this painting, it is very novel. Not an old painting."

After Liu Wei finished speaking, seeing that Rong Leng's expression was uncertain and dignified, he was even more curious.

"If you want to know the exact time, you can take the painting back and I'll take a closer look..."

"No need." Rong Leng finally said, but his eyes were still fixed on the painting.

Liu Wei didn't quite understand, so he said: "This painting, since it was painted by a woman, might be painted by Princess Yuping. How can you have such a delicate title, Princess Yuping, it doesn't have any Buddhist meaning."

Rong Leng's face was always ugly, until now, he said coldly: "It's not her."

"Huh?" Liu Wei looked at Rong Leng.

"A light makeup customer, not Yuping."

Liu Wei understood, she looked at the portrait again unconsciously, and said, "It seems that you know the person who painted it?"

Rong Leng didn't answer, but suddenly closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his brows.

It was the first time Liu Wei saw his distressed appearance, and it was a little fresh. When he looked at the portrait again, Liu Wei's eyes also changed a little: "Can you tell me, what is the relationship between the painter and you?"

Rong Leng was silent, and after a while, he looked at Liu Wei, and suddenly grabbed Liu Wei's hand.

Liu Wei looked at the hands tightly held by the two of them at this moment, and clearly felt the strength of the man's hand, so she couldn't help frowning, a little worried, and patted the back of Rong Leng's hand: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, if I don't ask ..."

"Concubine Min."

Before Liu Wei finished speaking, Rong Leng had already opened his mouth.

"A light makeup guest, Concubine Min Min."

Concubine Min?

Liu Wei had never heard of this concubine's name, but seeing Rong Leng's serious expression, Liu Wei did not dare to take it lightly, and asked cautiously: "Concubine Min is yours..."

She had a guess in her heart, but Liu Wei dared not say it.

Rong Leng knew what Liu Wei was thinking, so he only glanced at Liu Wei and shook his head.

Liu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and just said, it was known a long time ago that Concubine Rong Leng died early, and this painting was painted in recent years, so it is impossible to have anything to do with Concubine Rong Leng, it's just that Rong Leng attaches great importance to it now , so Liu Wei had to think a little more.

Liu Wei immediately said: "Princess Yuping lives in the harem, and there are many concubines in the palace. The concubine Min you mentioned may be good at calligraphy and painting. It shouldn't be a big deal to draw a picture for the princess. If you feel surprised, let's go again. Just take a look at Concubine Min's residence, by the way, which palace is Concubine Min in?"

Rong Leng pursed his lips tightly; "Shangyang Palace."

skirts……

Liu Wei's eyes widened suddenly, with a strange expression on his face: "Shangyang Palace?"

The famous "rebellion case of the imperial concubine" that disturbed the court in Kyoto?
Then this Concubine Min could be...

"No." Before Liu Wei could ask, Rong Leng had already guessed what Liu Wei was thinking, and gave the answer: "Shangyang Palace has two masters, one master Min Concubine and one master Chang Concubine. Concubine Chang, and Concubine Min..." When he said this, he looked at Liu Wei with a fixed gaze: "As early as nearly ten years ago, he passed away."

After his words fell, there was a hint of gloom in the silent Puxiang Palace.

Liu Wei is not afraid of ghosts and gods, but in this atmosphere, in this environment, she can't help but feel a chill down her back.

Liu Wei managed to regain his composure, squeezed Rong Leng's hand tightly, and said: "The inscription of Qingzhuangke is not a pen, but a stamp. Maybe someone used Concubine Min's seal, but it doesn't mean that it is Min Concubine. Drawn by the concubine."

Of course, it cannot be painted by Concubine Min. How could it be possible for a person who has been dead for ten years to suddenly appear and draw a mortal painting in the past two years?
Liu Wei understands this truth, and Rong Leng also understands it.

Of course Rong Leng understands, but this matter is not something that can be determined by knowing or not.

Rong Leng looked at Liu Wei beside him, and said calmly: "Concubine Chang and Concubine Min are direct sisters. I entered the palace yesterday, and I went to Shangyang Palace to have a look. On the walls of the palace, I found many paintings, all of which are from Concubine Min. What I drew, but the one in front of me, no matter the strokes of the strokes, or even the tiny corners, are exactly the same as those."

Liu Wei frowned: "What do you mean by that? Do you really doubt that Concubine Min came back from the dead? Just to draw a picture of Buddha feeding an eagle?"

Rong Leng didn't speak, just shook his head.

Liu Wei didn't want to play riddles with Rong Leng, so she directly put away the painting, wrapped it around her waist, and said: "Go, go to Changyang Palace to have a look."

Liu Wei left as soon as she said.

Rong Leng wanted to call out, but he had already left the yard.

He followed, and he led the way to Changyang Palace not far from here.

But inside Changyang Palace, it was still desolate and desolate.

It was only a day later, and it was no different from yesterday. The two sneaked in and went straight to the main hall. The hall was already dilapidated, almost all the valuables inside disappeared, and the remaining tables, chairs and benches were all missing arms and legs. , crooked.

It seems that after the death of Concubine Chang, this Shangyang Palace experienced a lot of robbery, and someone took everything that could be taken away from it.

Looking at the three walls, there are still many paintings hanging on them. It's just that the times have changed, and they have already been stained and covered with many spider webs.

(End of this chapter)