"It's Longzi, it's Longzi." A sharp voice woke Zhu Jianshen up. He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't open them, as if his eyelids were unable to lift.
How is this going?
"Wow wow wow." A childish cry came from his mouth.
Why can't I speak?
Where is this, why am I here?
Zhu Jianshen wanted to ask, but he couldn't utter any words and could only cry out.
After crying for a while, Zhu Jianshen felt a little tired and didn't want to open his eyelids anymore. He just wanted to sleep.
Forget it, if you don’t understand, don’t think about it first, don’t be tired.
"Your Majesty, congratulations to your Majesty, congratulations to your majesty, you are the prince." Just when Zhu Jianshen was about to sleep, he heard this sharp voice again.
Then he felt that he was being handed to another person, but this person's hold made him very uncomfortable, and his head seemed to be hanging in the air, making him keep dropping his head.
"Hey, Your Majesty, that's not how you hug me. You can't bear to hug the little prince like this, so hurry up and drag the little prince's head."
Zhu Jianshen heard two words clearly this time, Your Majesty, little prince.
His strong curiosity allowed him to overcome his mental weakness and forcefully opened his eyes to a crack, and saw the person holding him.
A young man with regular features and handsome appearance, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and tied up hair, is exactly the same as the Ming Dynasty emperor he saw in the TV series.
"He opened his eyes, opened his eyes." The young emperor looked very excited when he saw Zhu Jianshen open his eyes.
"I think the little prince also wants to see His Majesty's face as soon as possible." A man dressed as a eunuch next to him quickly flattered him.
After Zhu Jianshen heard this, he could no longer control his eyelids and closed them again.
He seemed to have turned into a baby, as if he was being held by an emperor, but before he could think about what was going on, he felt sleepy. He fell into a deep sleep.
Zhu Jianshen is an honorable primary school teacher and a lover of cultural relics. When he heard that a colleague’s home had blue and white porcelain from the Chenghua period, he couldn’t wait to follow his colleague home to take a closer look.
Chenghua porcelain occupies an extremely important position in the history of world ceramics, especially blue-and-white porcelain and doucai porcelain are world-famous. When a colleague said that he had a piece of blue-and-white porcelain at home, Zhu Jianshen was extremely excited. When he passed the text to the children, They were all a little listless.
Like the children, they are looking forward to the ringing of the end of get out of class bell.
It was raining lightly that day and there were very few pedestrians on the road.
After school, Zhu Jianshen bought a box of Yakult at the small supermarket at the door, followed the positioning shared by his colleagues, and set off on a shared bicycle.
The ranking of cultural relics has existed since ancient times.
According to Gu Qiyuan of the Ming Dynasty, the most valuable cultural relics are calligraphy and painting, stone carvings, bronze, jade, and finally porcelain.
But now times have changed. In terms of auction value, calligraphy and painting still rank first, but porcelain is the latecomer, ranking second.
Of course, there are many people who disagree with these two statements. Some people think that calligraphy and painting are of high value, treasures handed down from ancient times, which can be sold quickly and can be sold at high prices. Others think that mysterious bronzes are the work of a great country, national treasures passed down from heaven, and jade used by nobles in ancient times. Symbols of status, of course, these are in the eyes of the beholder and the wise, and cannot be divided into front and back.
Nowadays, porcelain bottles are popular, so there is no guarantee that the price of jade will soar one day.
Cultural relics are rated poorly by people who do good things, and there must be a chain of contempt among the various cultural enthusiasts.
Zhu Jianshen was not clear about the contempt chain of the upper echelon, but he knew that except for three Kangxi Tongbao and two Yuan Datou, he had no collection in his hands. This kind belonged to the lowest level of the contempt chain of cultural relics lovers.
He is a perfect example of having no money, just joining in the fun, and pretending to be fat.
A colleague lived in a villa area in the city. After arriving, Zhu Jianshen called his colleague.
Otherwise, he would not be able to get through the land, sea and air blockade imposed by the guard.
After a while, the colleague came out with a smile. After registering with Zhu Jianshen, he took Zhu Jianshen to his magnificent villa.
There is a spare room in this villa dedicated to blue and white porcelain.
The typical blue and white porcelain with Phoenix tail vase has lost part of its practicality and started to transform into technology.
This phoenix-tail bottle is placed under a transparent protective cover.
For such a valuable thing, Zhu Jianshen would definitely not make any excessive demands.
Zhu Jianshen suppressed his inner excitement and carefully looked at the blue and white patterns of the porcelain.
In fact, he couldn't understand anything, but he was deeply attracted by the lines.
What everyone knows about Blue and White is the familiar song "The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I am waiting for you...".
Little did they know that this song was based on the Ru kiln porcelain of the Song Dynasty. This song opened the door for Chinese people to understand porcelain vases. It is because of this song that most people think of Chinese porcelain vases when talking about them. They are all blue and white porcelain, which makes blue and white porcelain a symbol of China.
Blue and white porcelain is divided into Yuan blue and white porcelain and Ming blue and white porcelain. Judging from the two, Zhu Jianshen's favorite is Ming blue and white porcelain. In the Ming Dynasty, the country was at peace for a long time, which also gave Ming blue and white porcelain a great breakthrough.
Probably because it was the first time he saw such precious porcelain, Zhu Jianshen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his face was red from suppressing it. Although he felt uncomfortable, he still refused to give up looking at the blue and white porcelain.
The heart beats faster and faster.
Without any warning, Zhu Jianshen fell to the floor, feeling the cold temperature of the floor...
The last thought was that I was hasty and forgot that I had a heart problem and couldn't be stimulated.
After Zhu Jianshen fell, he frightened his colleagues who were nearby. They gave him artificial respiration, squeezed his lungs, and finally called 120.
"Eunuch Liu, go and take a look. The little prince is no longer breastfeeding." A young palace maid anxiously stopped an equally anxious eunuch.
"Tell this nanny that the little prince won't nurse until he's asleep. You should coax him to sleep first, and then breastfeed the little prince. The Za family is having a hard time now, and they have to go to the imperial kitchen to get ginseng soup for the empress." After finishing speaking, , and then trotted along.
The little palace maid stamped her feet anxiously, and then hurried back to tell the wet nurse.
In the palace, the nanny looked at Zhu Jianshenti with his big eyes squinting and looking at her motionlessly. She put the food he was eating to his mouth, but he didn't eat either. Instead, he twisted his head and looked aside.
"Little prince, little prince, please hurry up and suck the milk. If you don't, the queen will blame me."
Zhu Jianshen was very hungry, but no matter how hungry he was, seeing the wet nurse's rough skin, he lost his appetite.
Shouldn't the royal wet nurse be younger?
Judging from the person eating, Zhu Jianshen knew that the wet nurse who fed him had already given birth to several children. Thinking that he had to eat leftovers since he was so old, he felt a little unbearable.
Another reason is that he is very confused about his current situation.
He was clearly admiring and appreciating blue and white porcelain at a colleague's house. He got so excited that he fell to the ground, but when he woke up, he turned into a newborn baby of the royal family. For Zhu Jianshen, it was really a mixed blessing.
I am so happy that I have become a prince and have the right to inherit the throne. From then on, I will be the real ruler of the country. Even if I take a step back and say that I have not become an emperor, the idle prince is not bad. He can also play with antiques and support himself. Flowers and grass are planted, crickets are fought and birds are played.
What I worry about is whether this is a dream of mine. I am still in the hospital being rescued. This unreal feeling now is just a fantasy before I die.
