Wei Mansion.
Wei Zheng's health has recovered.
But he still recuperates at home...
There are really too many memorials to impeach his son these days.
The mercantile move, the trip to the Imperial College...
The Yanguan officials headed by Wei Ting were like taking a shot of chicken blood, playing and spraying every day.
Let Li Shimin deal with the troublesome things, and we can enjoy our leisure time at home.
"Wei Shuyu, Wei Shuyu..."
I was watering the flowers and plants in the garden when a crisp sound suddenly sounded in my ears.
Wei Zheng suddenly became energetic.
He put down the watering bucket and went up to him.
"Qiqi, are you looking for Shuyu?"
Wei Zheng's face was full of joy.
What's so good about a princess? Look how cheerful, beautiful and lovable my future daughter-in-law is.
"Uncle Wei..."
Wu Qiqi quickly saluted and suddenly remembered something: "Someone bullied me..."
What?
This is outrageous!
Dare you bully my future daughter-in-law?
"Which bastard dares to bully you? Tell Uncle Wei and Uncle Wei will make the decision for you!"
Wei Zheng was furious.
"You're not bullying me, you're bullying Sister Nangong..."
Wu Qiqi pulled a woman behind him to Wei Zheng.
Sister Nangong?
Who?
Wei Zheng looked at the woman in front of him.
Wearing a red skirt, her black hair was pulled up into a slanted bun, hanging down to her chest. Her eyes were charming, and as she looked around, she looked graceful and charming...
At this time, Nangong Wan'er had a shy look in her eyes, which was really endearing.
Um.
It looks familiar.
Where have you seen it?
Wei Zheng stroked his beard and thought carefully.
"Uncle Wei..."
Wu Qiqi shouted.
"Oh, tell me, who bullied you and how?"
Wei Zheng came to his senses.
"It's that little fat guy from King Wei..."
Wu Qiqi clenched his fists with an angry look on his face, which looked a little cute in Wei Zheng's eyes.
"You can't say that."
Wei Zheng patiently advised: "The King of Wei is the prince, so you must remain respectful..."
It is said that Wei Zheng is a rigid man and does not know how to be flexible.
Nangong Wan'er thought that Wei Zheng would reprimand him righteously and sternly.
Who knew what she said next would completely stun her...
"It's okay to scold you secretly in private from now on, but don't let anyone listen to you."
"Okay."
Wu Qiqi nodded obediently: "Uncle Wei, don't you know that little fat guy..."
As Wu Qiqi told him, Wei Zheng also understood the whole story.
Nangong Wan'er is from Jiaofang.
Li Shimin became an emperor throughout the ages. Everyone only saw his political achievements, but little did they know that he also did something that will go down in history...
He invented a profession!
geisha.
Looking back at the origin of the celebrity profession, it was Li Shimin who invented it.
Jiaofang.
It is the official agency that manages palace music.
In the Ming Dynasty, it was changed to Jiaofangsi, responsible for celebrations and welcoming distinguished guests to perform music.
Most of the women in Jiaofangsi are the female relatives whose homes were confiscated. They all have outstanding literary talent and outstanding appearance, and are specially used for the enjoyment of princes and nobles!
Later it changed, and it became an official brothel.
However, when Li Shimin was first established, the women in the Jiaofang were all ordinary people, and they were the kind who were prostitutes rather than prostitutes.
But in the palace, the princes and nobles are interested in her, so it's nonsense to show off your skills but not your body.
Li Yuan was under house arrest for seven years and gave birth to dozens of children. Where did those lucky women come from?
She is the woman in the church.
The women in the Jiaofang are not only extremely talented, but also extremely beautiful.
Li Tai is at the age when he is most interested in women, so naturally his heart cannot avoid it.
At a certain banquet, Nangong Wan'er was spotted by Li Tai.
He finally caught the opportunity, and when he was about to do something evil, Wu Qiqi broke him out.
"Where is the Great Emperor?"
Wei Zheng asked.
With the Supreme Emperor protecting him, how dare King Wei still be rude?
"Don't mention it."
Wu Qiqi curled his lips and said helplessly: "The Supreme Emperor himself is like that, how can he have the nerve to stand up for me."
Well……
Wei Zheng was stunned.
This seems to be the case.
However, it was not easy for Wei Zheng to come forward in this matter.
The women in the Jiaofang were all willing to be sold into the palace.
After entering the palace, they become the private property of the royal family.
He has no right to interfere with how the royal family handles it!
To put it bluntly, it was Nangong Wan'er's good fortune that King Wei could take a fancy to Nangong Wan'er.
If you serve well, you can become a concubine if you are lucky.
"Uncle Wei, have a good rest, I'll go find Wei Shuyu to teach the little fat guy a lesson!"
As if seeing Wei Zheng's dilemma, Wu Qiqi changed the subject.
"By the way, Wei Shuyu."
Wei Zheng looked pleased.
Look at our future daughter-in-law, how sensible, smart, and considerate...
"Still dealing with things in Hu County."
ah?
Wu Qiqi frowned and hesitated for a moment.
Wei Shuyu is doing business.
I'm going to bother him like this...
Okay? Is it not good? ? Okay? Is it not good?
"How about you stay in Wei Mansion for a few days first?"
Wei Zheng warmly invited, "Shyu will probably be back in two days."
"Isn't this not good?"
Wu Qiqi lowered his head and looked a little shy.
Yo?
Still shy.
I didn’t think you were shy when I lived there a few days ago...
"rest assured."
Wei Zheng said cheerfully: "I'll tell you, the Supreme Emperor, as for her..."
Wei Zheng looked at Nangong Wan'er with another solemn expression.
The other party is the private property of the royal family.
Staying in the Wei Mansion will leave clues.
…
At the same time, Hu County.
Wei Shuyu is still giving a passionate speech...
"If you are still hesitant, you might as well take a look at this..."
Wei Shuyu waved behind him.
Groups of soldiers came up holding folding fans unfolded in their hands.
"Do you know what these are?"
Wei Shuyu looked at the merchants with a smile.
The merchants didn't know why, they only saw the folding fan with calligraphy and paintings on it.
The specific distance is too far to see clearly.
"If you can't see clearly, you can come on stage and have a look..."
Wei Shuyu waved his hand.
The soldiers guarding under the high platform gave way to a path.
The merchants looked at me and I looked at you. After hesitating for a while, they finally came forward.
And when they saw the red seal on the folding fan, they were shocked.
"This...what did I see, Kong Yingda, Kong Jijiu's calligraphy treasure?"
"This belongs to Cui Yixuan, the head of the Cui family!"
“Even His Majesty’s own!”
Zhongshang only felt that his legs were weakening. He was afraid that he would accidentally destroy the folding fan, so he took several steps back.
If this fan is dirty or broken.
How many lives they lost would not be enough to compensate them!
"This belongs to everyone in Ouyang..."
Suddenly, a merchant yelled.
"And this one belongs to the Yu family!"
As the two men shouted, the merchants gathered around them.
The calligraphy of Li Shimin and others is pretty good!
But still under Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan!
Especially Ouyang Xun, his calligraphy is called Ou style.
It can be said to be priceless.
The most important thing is that both of them are old. At nearly eighty years old, they no longer have the writing power they once had.
But the handwriting and signature on the fan were all made by the two during their peak years.
The value will increase several times in one go!
To put it bluntly...
If put up for auction, each piece would be worth thousands of gold!
"This, this, this..."
A merchant turned to look at Wei Shuyu: "May I ask Wei Yushi, can you sell this folding fan?"
Uh-huh.
Everyone also looked at Wei Shuyu, their little hearts beating wildly.
If anyone can get one of these authentic paintings, they will be able to brag for a lifetime.
Especially Li Shimin, Li Yuan's...
It can be preserved and passed on to future generations.
Even when the family is in trouble, their calligraphy may bring them a glimmer of hope.
