dognovel Chapter 318 Peony Picture
Chapter 318 Peony Picture
Hua Cailiang arrived almost at the same time as the banquet started. He was not taken to the side hall, but directly to the main hall.
"Brother, you said that Xiao Mo is hosting a banquet in Qingyu Hall. Should we wear something thicker? Otherwise, we will be so cold that we can't even pick up chopsticks when we are halfway through the banquet."
"I don't think there will be anything delicious at the banquet. Let's give him a warning and let him know how powerful we are. Then he can leave. Whoever wants to sit in that drafty room can sit. I won't stay for a moment longer."
The palace was rebuilt under the supervision of Hua Cailiang, and he knew the condition of the house better than anyone else.
"Okay, then I'll watch what you do, brother. If you leave, I'll leave too." Ke Wenhai agreed.
While the two were talking, they had already entered Qingyu Hall. As soon as they entered the door, they saw six glazed screens.
The smiles on the faces of the two people who were talking and laughing just now froze in an instant. They stared at the glass screen together, unable to utter a word for a moment.
They are also people who have seen good things and have seen countless glass products.
But this is the first time I have seen a glass object as large as a glass screen.
Hua Cailiang narrowed his eyes and muttered in his heart, wondering how Xiao Mo had transported such a large glass screen from the capital. The journey was so bumpy and the glass screen was so fragile, he felt incredible just thinking about it.
There were several officials among the people looking at the glazed screen. Among them was a man named Han Yiyuan, who usually did not get along well with Hua Cailiang, and he guessed most of what Hua Cailiang was thinking.
"City Master Hua, have you ever seen such a beautiful glass screen?"
"I have seen a few glass vases before, but this is the first time I have seen such a large glass screen."
"I see. I thought City Lord Hua was omnipotent. The City Lord's Mansion must have a better screen than the six-panel glazed screen."
Han Yiyuan's words left Hua Cailiang speechless. What else could he say? Saying that his family had a screen more valuable than the glass screen? Wouldn't that tell everyone that he was more powerful than the King of Qin?
He did not take Xiao Mo seriously, but that did not mean he dared to embarrass Xiao Mo in front of so many officials. After all, Xiao Mo was once the god of war of the Qin Kingdom, the biological son of Emperor Jing, and the king personally appointed by Emperor Jing.
Hua Cailiang, who was in a bad mood, didn't respond. He glared at Han Yiyuan and turned to walk towards the east room. Sooner or later, he would get rid of Han Yiyuan to prevent him from going against him every other day.
The heavy brocade curtain was lifted, and the heat from the room hit Hua Cailiang in the face. He couldn't help but frown. Before he came, he thought the room would be extremely cold, but he didn't expect it to be so warm. He didn't know how much charcoal Xiao Mo had burned to make the room warm.
After entering the room, Hua Cailiang did not sit down immediately, but looked around.
When he saw that the windows were sealed and decorated with brocade and ink paintings, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips slightly. It seemed that the gift he gave to Xiao Mo was not bad. Xiao Mo didn't cause trouble for him even though he knew that there was a problem in the palace. It seemed that he was a bit cowardly.
However, Hua Cailiang soon discovered that this was not the case.
He had been in the room for a cup of tea, but no one else came in, and it was obvious that Xiao Mo wanted to leave him alone.
"Brother, King Qin, do you want to show us your power first?"
Ke Wenhai, who sat down and drank a cup of tea, felt a little impatient.
"Let's drink a cup of tea. If the King of Qin doesn't come, we will just leave. He wants to show me his power, but it's just a pipe dream."
Hua Cailiang, with a sullen face, picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked up at the painting hanging on the wall.
Since he could become the mayor of Ningchuan City, he must be quite capable. He took a look at the ink painting hanging on the wall and felt that it looked familiar. Then he took a closer look and found that it was the famous peony painting.
This painting had disappeared decades ago, and now it was suddenly hanging on the wall of the Prince Qin's Palace. He just thought it was a fake.
When the majestic Qin Palace held a banquet, they actually hung a fake painting on the wall. When the news got out, it was simply hilarious.
"Let's go. King Qin is still a little young. I will definitely have the final say in Ningchuan City from now on."
Hua Cailiang had just stood up when he saw the old man and Niu Zhengye entering the room with several officials.
Hua Cailiang, who was about to leave, saw someone coming and a sneer appeared on his face. Since Xiao Mo didn't let him go, he would not be polite.
"Mr. Wei, you have come at the right time. I have poor eyesight and I am not sure whether this peony painting is genuine or a fake. I hope you can help me."
Hua Cailiang greeted Mr. Wei with a forced smile, but he simply ignored Niu Zhengye who was standing beside him.
Old Master Wei is also a thousand-year-old fox. As soon as Hua Cailiang wagged his tail, he guessed that Hua Cailiang was probably planning something bad.
"My limited vision is only good for ordinary ancient paintings, but how can I tell the authenticity of a famous painting like the Peony Painting?"
Although he said so, Mr. Wei still took a few steps towards the peony painting.
He had already been amazed when he saw the Five Oxen Painting just now, and now when he saw the Peony Painting, Mr. Wei was so excited that his hands were shaking. He believed that the King of Qin would not hang a fake painting in his own mansion, as that would be really beneath his status.
Old Master Wei walked closer and looked carefully at the paper, painting techniques, pigments, and signature of the peony painting.
He looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the peony painting was undoubtedly an authentic one.
For those who love painting, it is a blessing to be able to see the original peony painting in their lifetime.
Since the Peony Painting was lost, there have been many various imitations among the people, but ancient paintings are ancient paintings, and no matter how powerful the imitations are, they cannot compare with the originals.
Old Master Wei just looked at the painting and didn't say anything. Hua Cailiang, who was standing next to him, felt more and more that the peony painting was a fake, and the smile on his face gradually deepened.
"Mr. Wei, can you tell whether the peony painting is real or fake?"
People from the four major families stood together in front of the peony painting and looked at it, which soon attracted the attention of others. Although no one came forward, they pricked up their ears to listen to a conclusion.
"After looking at it again and again, I feel that the Peony Painting is authentic."
Hua Cailiang laughed out loud.
"Old Wei, you are really old. The peony painting has been lost for decades and may no longer exist in the world. The prince's peony painting is probably copied by an expert."
When everyone heard that the peony painting was a fake, expressions of understanding immediately appeared on their faces.
The Prince of Qin's Mansion is indeed as poor as the rumors say. In order to save face, they even hung a fake painting on the wall. It's really shameful.
Everyone was talking in a low voice, but Mr. Wei did not continue to defend Xiao Mo, because no matter what he said at this moment, Hua Cailiang would not believe that the peony painting was authentic.
"The prince and princess are here."
The door curtain was opened again, and Xiao Mo and Ye Jintang, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked in side by side.
Everyone came forward to salute.
"Just now I heard everyone discussing the authenticity of the peony painting."
Ye Jintang glanced at everyone present with her beautiful eyes and walked calmly to the peony painting.