Jiang Lingxi was about to take a closer look to confirm her guess, when Xu Ling'an's voice came from behind.
"Sister, look at this teapot, it looks like the one that... Mr. Shen got from the crew!"
Xu Lingan stood in front of a glass cover and slapped his mouth with some annoyance.
Just a little bit, I accidentally said the wrong thing.
Jiang Lingxi walked over and saw a round and compact Fengming purple clay pot and four matching purple clay cups placed in the glass cover in front of Xu Lingan.
Being so tightly protected within a glass cover, there is no doubt that this set of purple sand tea sets is a veritable antique.
"You observe carefully."
Jiang Lingxi leaned over slightly and saw clearly the seal engraved on the bottom of the upside-down purple clay cup, 'Made by Zi Tang Xuan'.
As for the set of purple clay teapots that Xu Ling'an mentioned that Shen Yunqing got from the crew, she was also impressed.
At that time, the crew was filming a scene that required a set of famous purple clay teapots. Naturally, it was impossible for the crew to actually use the famous purple clay teapots for filming. Even if they wanted to borrow such items, it would be difficult to borrow them.
So Wei Xiao contributed a set of purple clay tea sets that he had bought and played with when he was traveling. However, when the staff checked the props before the shooting started, they found that the teapot had broken.
It is not impossible to say that a broken teapot cannot be used for filming, but the location of the break this time was unfortunate, it happened to be where the handle of the teapot was. As soon as I started using it, the handle separated from the body and was completely unusable.
Wei Xiao was so angry that he fined the staff member who kept the pipe equipment half a month's salary. It was not easy to buy. The entire crew was waiting for such a prop and was scratching their hair anxiously.
It was Shen Yunqing who had done the make-up. After knowing this, he made a phone call. Soon He Zhu drove over and delivered a purple sand tea set, and the crew was able to start filming smoothly.
She also had a role in that scene, and even used the purple clay pot in the scene, which left a deeper impression on Xu Lingan.
With the same 'Made in Purple Tangxuan' seal and the feel of the set of purple clay pots, she now had reason to suspect that the two sets were probably made by the same craftsman.
In other words, her guess when she saw Shen Yunqing's purple clay tea set was correct. It was a real antique.
One set was placed in the glass cover of the Wanchao Street tea house, but the other set was in Shen Yunqing's hands. Jiang Lingxi looked at the calligraphy and painting on the wall that had just aroused her suspicion, and replied: "Perhaps they are copied according to this style. Yes."
"Mr. Shen has a very good taste." Wei Minmin also came closer. She had just looked at the dazzling array of tea sets on the circular tea table, "I turned around and felt that this set of purple clay tea sets is the most beautiful. . It is indeed a treasure of Zhenshe. The aesthetics of the ancients is really amazing."
Jiang Lingxi nodded in her heart: Her prime minister's aesthetic taste is indeed good.
*
After visiting the teahouse, Jiang Lingxi received the message from Lu Zhengzheng and returned to the crew station where the decoration was about to be completed with a few little tails.
At first glance, he saw Shen Yunqing talking to a man in a suit in the corner.
She glanced at it and was about to look away, but she didn't expect this man to suddenly look towards her.
When their eyes met, Jiang Lingxi had no choice but to nod.
Then she saw the man in a suit with his back to her looking back.
Jiang Lingxi: "..."
He is actually an acquaintance, the deputy director of the Yinhe Palace Museum, Fu Yunchen.
Seeing the other party waving to him, it would be a bit unreasonable not to say hello now.
"I'll go there to talk to someone and I'll be back soon."
Lu Zhengzheng let go of the hand that was arranging Jiang Lingxi's hair and looked over curiously.
Oh, it's Mr. Shen, let him go decisively and happily.
"Director Fu."
Fu Yunchen took a good look at Jiang Lingxi's outfit when she walked toward him. When the person came up to him, he still couldn't recover until the other party called him.
"I said that although Yun Qing didn't come over often in the past, she would always come over every few days to help with some troublesome tasks. Why didn't she come over once during this period? It's because she was abducted by Miss Jiang. Gone to film."
Jiang Lingxi heard his false complaint, "What we are filming this time is a historical drama. This can be regarded as a contribution to popularizing history for the public. It is essentially the same. Director Fu won't blame me, right?"
"How dare I," Fu Yunchen laughed, "I just didn't expect that one day I would see Shen Yunqing filming a TV series. But the role of Prime Minister Shen really suits me very well."
Jiang Lingxi put her hands behind her back and glanced at the person standing quietly aside, "I felt the same way, so I recommended him to the director."
"Yun Qing said that you played the role of Empress Yuan Zhao. I couldn't imagine what it would be like for you to dress up as Empress Yuan Zhao, until..." Fu Yunchen paused and changed his voice, "The museum recently collected A picture of Empress Yuan Zhao’s autumn hunting in her early years. Although it is a replica, it is also a genuine antique. It is rare that it is related to Empress Yuan Zhao. However, the damage to the paper is a bit serious. In the past few days, the painting and calligraphy restoration team has been discussing how to repair it. I I just stopped by to see Yun Qing and wanted to talk about this. Until I saw Miss Jiang’s costume, I suddenly had some inspiration."
Jiang Lingxi: "...It would be great if I could help Director Fu."
I didn’t expect that she could also help with inspiration.
"No, I have to go back and communicate with others quickly." The inspiration was fleeting. Fu Yunchen wanted to take out his mobile phone to take a photo of Jiang Lingxi. He touched his pocket and found that he was so anxious that he didn't even bring his mobile phone with him. "You guys have something to do at noon?" If you have time, you can come to the cafeteria in the hotel to eat. It’s close anyway. I won’t say anything else, I’ll go back first.”
Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing watched him hurriedly walk away. When they looked back and were about to go back, Jiang Lingxi touched her face and said, "Director Fu couldn't have restored that Autumn Hunting Picture to look like me, right?"
Shen Yunqing only felt his heart beating violently twice, "The Empress Yuan Zhao in the eyes of the world is powerful, tenacious, and unparalleled in grace. As long as she repairs it in this direction, she will definitely be right."
Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but curl her lips, "Really?"
She loves to hear this!
*
"Every group is in position, ready, ACTION!"
The originally quiet street was made lively by a group of extra performers.
Jiang Lingxi walked among the crowd, waving the folding fan that comes standard with aristocratic young masters.
Shen Yunqing was one step behind her, always paying attention to the flow of people passing by.
His Majesty wanted to leave the palace on a whim, and he didn't have a bodyguard with him, so he, who was invited to accompany him, could only make a temporary guest appearance.
There was a crowd of people in front of him, and Prime Minister Shen, who had changed into a guard uniform, was particularly easy to do as a guard. He stepped forward and raised his hands to block the crowds to ensure that His Majesty would not be hit by pedestrians.
Walking to the door of a teahouse, Jiang Lingxi looked up at the plaque above the teahouse. She lifted up her robe and was about to step up the steps. First, a man who had been beaten to the ground and bleeding was rolled out.
Just when this person was about to roll in front of Jiang Lingxi and hit her toes, Shen Yunqing quickly grabbed the person and protected him behind him, not forgetting to apologize in a low voice: "I'm sorry."
Then he lowered his head and looked at the man lying on the threshold unable to get up, his eyebrows became more serious, "Who dares to cause trouble under the emperor's feet?"
The extra actor who played the role of being beaten subconsciously looked up and met a pair of sharp and cold eyes, and subconsciously shrank.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, climbed to his feet, covered his face and ran out of the camera.
Immediately afterwards, a group of well-dressed extras chased out of the teahouse...
