Liu Yixuan and Ling'er followed the servants of the County Prince's Mansion to the living room of the Prince's Mansion. The servant who informed Liu Yixuan knew that they were the master's guests and became respectful.

"You two are here later, and wait for the younger one to go to the study to invite our master!"

"Okay, then it's a blessing!" Liu Yixuan said with a smile.

The servant got up and left. The two of them found a chair in the living room to sit down and rest. Liu Yixuan turned around and looked at the layout of the living room. As expected, they were not as good as ordinary people. All kinds of antiques and porcelain were displayed around. At a glance, they knew that the owner was a favorite collector. Junzhou is the hometown of porcelain, and Xiang Zhonghui supervised the firing of porcelain, so he would inevitably put some porcelain top-quality items in his private bags. This is not surprising.

Liu Yixuan looked up at the middle hall and saw a huge portrait hanging on it, painting an elegant old man with a fairy-like appearance, riding a strong green cow, about to get up and leave the ground and go away. Seeing the style of painting so romantic, Liu Yixuan walked up and took a closer look. He saw the inscription at the beginning of the painting: "Laozi's Ascension to Immortality". Only then did he realize that it was this allusion. When Laozi traveled west and left Hangu Pass, no one saw him again. The story of Laozi becoming an immortal was circulated among the people.

Before coming to the Song Dynasty, Liu Yixuan studied archaeology major and was an intern in the calligraphy and painting department of the Palace Museum. When encountering such calligraphy and painting works, an instinctive reaction was to distinguish the authenticity. Liu Yixuan walked under the back wall of the living room and looked up at the signature on the painting. It turned out to be Wu Daozi, a painter in the Tang Dynasty.

Wu Daozi is well-known to people who are familiar with Chinese painting. Su Dongpo once commented: "As for poetry as for Du Zimei, literature as for Han Tuizhi, calligraphy as for Yan Lu Gong, painting as for Wu Daozi, and changes in ancient and modern times, the world can be completed!" Therefore, Wu Daozi was also called the "painting saint" by later generations. Wu Daozi's "Picture of the King of Heaven Sending a Son" and "Picture of Lady of the Tang Dynasty" have always been a template textbook for studying the painting style of the Tang Dynasty.

When Liu Yixuan saw that it was Wu Daozi's painting, he became excited. However, when he adjusted the identification standards for Wu Daozi's paintings from his mind, he felt that the painting was similar and distinctive. Although Lao Tzu in the painting had a childish face and a fairy-like look, the character's eyes seemed to be erratic. Looking at the character's clothes, although he deliberately imitated Wu Daozi's walking style, he was not good enough and a little clumsy. Liu Yixuan shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that there was a fake hanging in the lobby of this dignified county prince's mansion!"

When Ling'er heard his sigh, she also leaned over and stretched out her head to look at the painting.

"Brother Xuan, is this painting fake?"

"Haha, if my grandfather told me that the painting appraisal knowledge was correct, I dare to conclude that this painting must not be the original one!"

"Is that so? I think it's fake, you see, that cow is so ugly!" She pointed to the green cow on the drawing, raised her mouth, and learned from the bull's nose.

"Painting cows is not Wu Daozi's specialty. Wu Daozi is best at painting characters. It is said that he has painted more than a thousand characters in his life, but he cannot find two people with the same expression. His most famous is his painting of characters' clothing. According to legend, he once learned cursive script from Zhang Xu and used the elegant and lively cursive script in painting. The folds of the characters in his paintings are delicate and vivid, elegant and agile, like flying in the wind. People call it "Wu Daidang Feng"!" Liu Yixuan carried the textbook and showed off in front of Ling'er.

"When you look at the folds of this painting, although they have been deliberately decorated with lines, they lose their naturalness as a whole and have no sense of completion in one go. It can be seen that it is a copy of later generations!"

"This Taoist priest has really good eyesight!"

Liu Yixuan was only concerned about discussing the painting with Ling'er, but he didn't know that the Junzhou County Prince Xiang Zhonghui had already walked into the living room. He heard Liu Yixuan pointing and not interrupting him. He could tell the authenticity of the painting, and he couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Liu Yixuan and Ling'er turned around and saw an old man dressed in elegant clothes and simple clothes. Liu Yixuan thought that this was Xiang Zhonghui, the prince of Junzhou. He also saw that although he was nearly 60 years old, his face was rosy and energetic. He was also a person who practiced Taoism and was so happy that he came to pay a visit with Ling'er.

"I'll pay homage to the prince Qiansui!"

Only then did Xiang Zhonghui see Liu Yixuan's face. He turned out to be a young white-faced scholar. Although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he called him "Junior", which made him doubt the identity of the two. Xiang Zhonghui looked at Ling'er again. His watery eyes seemed to have seen them at some time. However, he was old and could not remember them for a while. Xiang Zhonghui thought that the two came for "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", and felt that the visitor was not kind.

"I admire this Taoist master at such a young age, and I can see through the authenticity of my central hall!"

"The prince has been awarded. I have long heard that the prince is the real collector. I just showed off my skills and made you laugh!"

"Haha, you are very good at talking in this little path. I wonder what you need to do when you come to my mansion today?" Xiang Zhonghui was not in the mood to be polite to him, just wanted to find out what they were going to do.

Seeing that he didn't even have tea, Liu Yixuan asked him directly for his purpose, and felt that the atmosphere was wrong and hurried forward to answer.

"I'm here this time, just for a painting!"

"Oh? What painting?" Xiang Zhonghui pretended to be confused and asked deliberately.

"The Qingming Festival of the court painter Zhang Zeduan..."

"Wait a minute, come and go and show the tea for the two guests!" Xiang Zhonghui quickly interrupted Liu Yixuan's words and turned around and ordered the servants behind him.

Liu Yixuan was interrupted before he could speak, and it was confirmed that the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" must be in the Junzhou County Prince's Mansion, but this old county prince didn't want the world to know.

Seeing that the servant beside him had walked away, Xiang Zhonghui turned around and coughed, and asked, "What painting did you just say...?"

"What I am talking about is the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" by the palace painter Zhang Zeduan!" Liu Yixuan deliberately made the five words "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" pause, so that the old man in his sixties could hear it clearly.

When Xiang Zhonghui heard this, he looked Liu Yixuan all over and said to himself: "It turns out that the person who came here is not good! Where did he know that this painting is in my hands? Seeing that he is young, he can tell the authenticity of my mid-san at a glance. How could he be a practitioner?"

Xiang Zhonghui stroked his beard on his chest and laughed: "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"? I have never heard of it. I saw that the Taoist was young and did not recite scriptures and enlightenment in the observation. Why were he so interested in these antique calligraphy and paintings?"

When Liu Yixuan heard his questioning, he said in his heart: "Oh, you old fox, you didn't admit it yet. He also asked me why I didn't recite scriptures and enlighten me, and you can't even see that I am a fake Taoist priest? People who are wise do not do secret things, I will only look at this "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" today!" So he said with a smile:

"To be honest, I am not a practitioner. Wearing this outfit is just to meet Qiansui!"

"What? You... you are not a Taoist priest! You are so brave. You dare to tease me. Are you not afraid of me punishing you for committing rebellion?" Xiang Zhonghui had long suspected Liu Yixuan's identity. He heard that he confessed himself and had an excuse to see you off the door.

"Old Qiansui calmed down. My younger generation came from the capital and came to visit Qiansui. However, the mansion was of high school and the younger generation had a low position and a small official. He had no choice but to think of this plan, and there was no intention of offense!"

"Hmph! I have always been a friend of monks and good Taoism. How dare you use my spirit of practicing Taoism to play with me. It's really hateful! Come and see off the guests!" Xiang Zhonghui turned his face, unwilling to listen to Liu Yixuan's explanation, and he did not want to talk to him about anything about "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", so he had to issue an order to expel guests.

The two servants outside the door heard Xiang Zhonghui's call and walked in. Liu Yixuan saw that Xiang Zhonghui had issued an order to expel guests, so how could he be willing to leave?

"Qiansui, my nephew is a student from the Imperial Academy. He came from thousands of miles to see Qiansui and knew that the painting was in the palace. He just wanted to take a look and fulfill his grandfather's last wish. He had no other intentions. He hoped that Qiansui would be fulfilled!" Liu Yixuan was about to lose the opportunity and was still struggling to get it. However, he still did not explain his identity. He mentioned his father Liu Anguo's name, just saying that he was a student of the Imperial Academy.

"I don't care where you are from? I don't know the painting you mentioned. You should go to another place to find it! Save me the guests!"

The two servants hurriedly came up to pull Liu Yixuan and Ling'er's clothes and let them go out.

"Hey, you Taoist priest, our master doesn't want to see you, so please come back!"

Liu Yixuan ignored these two servants at all, because the opportunity was rare and he could not give up.

"I'm a thousand years old, let me see that painting. I promise that I will never talk about this like anyone else!"

Xiang Zhonghui was not willing to let him see the painting, so he shook his hand behind his back. The two servants understood the meaning and tried hard to get Liu Yixuan out of the mansion.

Ling'er saw this formation next to her and could not bear the anger. She hurriedly shouted: "You guys are so brave. Do you know who I am? I am..."

"Ling'er!" Liu Yixuan quickly stopped Ling'er, for fear that she would reveal her identity and cause greater trouble.

When Xiang Zhonghui heard Ling'er's tone, he also suspected that they had a great background. Since they did not want to expose their identities, they did not want to have any trouble again. He just wanted them to go out quickly and go back and forth wherever they were.

"Let's go, two of us, we master don't want to meet guests, so we'd better invite them back, otherwise the young people would be rude!" The two servants said and drove Liu Yixuan out the door.

When Liu Yixuan saw that the two servants were about to take him out, he would throw them out of the door and let others see them, especially the Taoist priest who was telling fortunes, wouldn't he betray them! He quickly threw away the two servants.

"Let me go, if you don't see me, I will leave by myself!" I quickly called Ling'er again, "Ling'er, let's go! Let's let this old man guard the incomplete regrets on the painting for life!"

Liu Yixuan threw down this harsh words and planned to leave the Prince's Mansion with dignity, but Xiang Zhonghui turned around and said, "Please stay for two!"

It is precisely: Thousands of words have exhausted all the fruits of nothing, and one word wakes up the dreamer! The wonderful mystery is here to be written later!
Chapter completed!