The rain outside became heavier, but the cabin was still as warm as spring. The three of them were very happy. The maid from the Sun family added carbon blocks to the carbon stove from time to time. The teapot placed on it was steaming, and the lid was raised up, and the crisp sound of impact came from time to time.

Sun Kehong leaned forward and whispered mysteriously: "A few days ago, someone visited his father and mentioned that Xiang Jiaxin had collected the "Princess of the Female Historian"..."

"Haha, it turns out you are leaving for this." He Liangjun laughed and said, "I heard about this, so I was eager to rush to Jiaxing before the New Year just to see my true face!"

Qian Yuan, who was standing beside him, his mouth twitched. His memory was not that bad... Yesterday, these two guys said that he was a relative of the Xiang family in Jiaxing, and the other said that he was specially helping him!

However, Qian Yuan was interested in these things in his previous life, but unfortunately he had no talent and no funds to collect. He listened carefully and realized that "The Admonitions of the Female Historian" is a masterpiece of Gu Kaizhi, the master of painting in history.

Qian Yuan remembers that the "The Goddess of Luo River" among the top ten famous paintings handed down from later generations was also a work by Gu Kaizhi, but I don't seem to have heard of this "The Master of the Female" before.

Of course, "The Admonitions of the Female Historian" was stolen by the British when the Eight-Nation Alliance robbed the Summer Palace, and was later hidden in the British Museum.

"What a lucky!" Sun Kehong seemed a little excited. This is understandable. He has no fame and fortune so far. Although he can be an official with his father Yinshi, he has not been in office so far. He has devoted a lot of time and energy to painting. Now in the painting world, there is no one in Songjiang Mansion to look down on it.

"Yes, the "Princess of the Female Historian" has been hidden in the royal palaces throughout the dynasties, or those with high rank and powerful positions, such as Jia Sidao, and it is rare to flow into the people." He Liangjun frowned and said, "I just don't know whether it is true or false. After all, it is less than a thousand years, and there are twelve volumes in total, so it is not easy to pass on... but it is a copy of the Tang and Song dynasties."

Well, Qian Yuan has to admit that he really didn't have enough viewing in front of the first family in Jiaxing, but this also made him even more confused.

Sun Kehong and He Liangjun both noticed the somewhat silent Qian Yuan. Although his great-grandfather Qian Fu was good at appreciating and had a lot of collections, when he split up decades ago, Qian Yuan's grandfather was almost swept out of the house.

There are two types of people who are good at appreciating in this era. One is the shopkeepers of pawn shops. They naturally have their own skills to make a living by this. The other is the descendants of various wealthy families. They have been exposed to various ancient artifacts and ancient books since childhood, and have been influenced by them over time.

Although Qian Yuan is Qian Fu's legitimate grandson, he does not have this blessing.

The topic in the cabin changed. In the past few years, He Liangjun, who had traveled all over the country, talked about all kinds of interesting stories on the road. Sun Kehong lived in the capital with his father for a long time, and Qian Yuan gradually participated.

Although he only went out once in this life, Qian Yuan often went on business trips in his previous life, whether in the criminal police team or later went to business. He often went to tourist attractions all over the country in his spare time. What he saw and knew was widely available in this era.

Sun Kehong didn't feel it, but He Liangjun was a little surprised. It is said that Qian Yuan studied hard in his childhood and knew so much, but his face became strange as he listened.

"Brother Yuan, have you been to Qinhuai River?" He Liangjun twitched his lips.

"Uh..." Qian Yuan coughed violently twice before he realized that he was wrong. He often went to Confucius Temple in Nanjing when he was studying in college in his previous life...

Sun Kehong laughed a few times, "Origin Yuan has never been there. He went to Nanjing for a rural examination last year and was knocked unconscious by Xu Fan in Suzhou... How could Brother Yuan know so clearly, even the direction is clear. Did he have this intention long ago?"

Qian Yuan lowered his head and said nothing. The Confucius Temple in later generations was a general term. In this era, with the Qinhuai River as the boundary, the Jiangnan Gongyuan to the south, and the examination room for Qian Yuan's future provincial examinations. The north was the place where famous scholars gathered in the old courtyard and Zhushi.

He Liangjun thought Qian Yuan was thin-skinned and smiled and pulled the topic away.

"This time I went to Jiaxing, there was a Sun family boat to pick it up and drop it off, otherwise you could see the night boat." He Liangjun smiled and said, "The boat is full of religions, scholars, scholars, wealthy businessmen, and even officials who either go to work or return home, as well as people who visit relatives or send off relatives. They are full of fun and lively when chatting."

Sun Kehong was not interested in this kind of thing. He was Sun Chengen who had a son from an old age. He traveled either with his own boats or carriages or with an official boat.

However, Qian Yuan remembered an allusion from later generations and said with a smile: "I have never seen the Night Ship, but I heard a joke."

"Brother Yuan said it."

Qian Yuan has a good memory and liked the articles of Zhang Zongzi of Shaoxing in his previous life. He said it word by word after a moment of recollection.

"There was a monk who sat on a boat with a scholar on night boat. The scholar talked loudly, and the monk was afraid and slept with his fists."

"The monk heard that there was a flaw in his words and said, "My husband, is Dan Tai Mieming one person, two people?"

"The scholar said, 'There are two people.'"

"The monk said, 'Is this Yao and Shun one person, two people?"

"The scholar said, "Of course, it's a person!"

"The monk laughed and said, 'It's time to say this, wait for the monk to stretch his feet.'"

At first, He Liangjun and Sun Kehong were confused and looked at each other. When they heard the last sentence, they couldn't help laughing wildly.

"Brother Yuan, you..." He Liangjun held the table and lowered his head, his shoulders trembled and couldn't say anything.

"I heard your cousin say that you are an ice man, and you have a stern face every day like an old master..." Sun Kehong covered his stomach and smiled: "Good, really good joke... I really should get close to Brother Yuan as soon as possible."

Although he was a in-law, Qian Yuan used to be stubborn and had few popularity. He just nodded and had a friendship with Sun Kehong. It was not until he met outside Jiading City a few months ago that his friendship grew deeper.

He Liangjun reluctantly held the table and raised his head, looked at the serious Qian Yuan, and couldn't help but lower his head and laugh.

Yang Wen, who was outside, listened and touched his head, "What are you laughing at?"

"Do you really think you are a scholar?" Zhang San habitually retorted: "You can't even understand the jokes of scholars!"

"They brought out this time are all newcomers, you don't have any helpers." Yang Wen waved his fist lightly.

"I'm afraid you won't do it!" Zhang San was very stubborn, but immediately turned around and went to the stern of the boat.

Yang Wen smiled. In fact, the relationship between the two has improved rapidly in the past six months, but Zhang San is still worried that he was beaten by Yang Wen in Ningbo at that time.

"Young Master, it's time to rest." Yang Wen knocked on the door and said outside: "It's late at night, and I'll have to travel to the country tomorrow."

Qian Yuan opened the door and turned around and smiled, "Don't just focus on the "Princess of the Female Master" tomorrow, but just say a few more good things for me."

"However, I don't have the ability to help you meet the back garden privately."

"Brother Yuan'er's mouth became quite fast."

Qian Yuan curled his lips. Anyway, he always had to sell out accordingly, so he had to find a good buyer.

If you are not ready to make a big progress in your career, you will be arrogant in Southern Zhili in terms of wealth, connections, and collections. The Xiang family in Jiaxing in Zhejiang is naturally a top-notch buyer.
Chapter completed!