After writing this sentence, Song Tianlin's forehead was covered with sweat, and his breathing became heavy.

With just such a sentence, he almost exhausted himself to death.

It turns out that writing calligraphy is a very laborious task.

"Your Highness, this painting cannot be said to be a famous painting. It is just a slight expression of respect. Please forgive me."

Frankly speaking, Song Tianlin felt that his article was simply to the point, and it was the ultimate that he could achieve in his life.

Eunuch Li, who was in charge of the seal, came over curiously when he heard this, took a look, and immediately frowned with a look of disdain.

He has been in the palace for more than thirty years, and this is the first time he has seen such scrawled handwriting.

"This sentence is very similar to his character. I didn't lie to them."

After saying this, the emperor regretted a little. He originally wanted to mock Song Tianlin, but he suddenly realized that his current appearance seemed to be exactly the same as Song Tianlin.

"You can go."

Song Tianlin was driven out by the emperor with a wave of his sleeves. After he left, Ji Yunshu took out the poem "Farewell" and told Eunuch Li: "Put this poem in the library of Jiuyi Palace.

Collect it well."

Eunuch Li's face changed when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, how can this be done? What kind of virtue and ability are you doing?"

How could he not be surprised by this? The treasure house in Jiuyi Mountain, called the "Inner Treasury", is the most important part of the palace. It contains things left by Emperor Gaozong and the Queen.

The emperor’s imprisonment, Jiuyi’s treasure!

Why did Your Majesty allow the eunuch's poems to enter Jiuyi's library?

Before Eunuch Li finished speaking, he was stopped by the emperor. He had no choice but to follow the instructions, hold the book "Farewell" and left in a hurry.

"From now on, this song "Farewell" is mine."

In the royal study, the emperor was the only one left whispering.

At the same time, Song Tianlin hurriedly left the palace and rushed all the way to the imperial city.

As the pen-writing father-in-law and the emperor's favorite person, the guards did not dare to stop him wherever he passed.

Shangjing in the Great Zhou Dynasty has a radius of tens of thousands of miles and a permanent population of nearly a hundred people. It is the most lively place in the world.

To the north of Shangjing, it is surrounded by the Imperial City. The imperial city is surrounded by the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty, where the richest people in Shangjing gather, and only high-ranking officials can enter.

Song Tianlin wandered around the imperial city, looked around, and finally found where he wanted to go.

This is a pawn shop. There is a piece of calligraphy and painting on the front door, and the calligraphy and painting on it is a pair of golden calligraphy and painting.

The first couplet: The Dragon Queen measures the pearl, which is dazzling.

"Fish Trader Baohai City Luo Zhen,"

Song Tianlin secretly murmured in his heart, this couplet is really domineering!

Think about it, who can open a pawn shop in a sparsely populated place like the Imperial City without a certain background?

When he came here, he already knew that the master behind this pawn shop was actually the current Minister of Rites!

With a backer, you have confidence.

The owner of the pawn shop was an old man in his fifties. When he saw a young eunuch coming in, he did not dare to delay at all. He quickly ordered the young man to make a cup of hot tea and delivered it to him personally with a smile and a pleasant expression:

"I wonder which county this father-in-law is from?"

Song Tianlin picked up the teacup and took a sip. Well, this is genuine Dahongpao tea, and it tastes great. "I am the Minister of Rites."

"Oh, my God, he is actually a great eunuch! Please forgive me."

There is a proverb in the Zhou Dynasty: It is better to provoke the gods than the eunuchs.

Speaking of the father-in-law in the Grand Scholar's Mansion, they are the group of people who have the closest relationship with the emperor. If they are provoked blindly, it will really be a disaster.

Therefore, when the owner of the pawn shop heard that Song Tianlin came from the University's Scholar's Palace, he immediately became very polite and spoke in a very low tone: "My father-in-law, do you want to mortgage something or redeem something?"

Song Tianlin flicked his sleeves, took out a painting, and said, "I have something here. I want to see if you can give me a satisfactory price."

This song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" is the one given to him by the emperor.

The emperor gave it to him, and as soon as he left the palace, he began to think about whether to sell it for money.

As for collecting? I’m here to make money.

"How can I not agree to my father-in-law's instructions?"

When Song Tianlin took out the painting, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up.

In Shangjing, merchants like to deal with one kind of people, and that is eunuchs.

Anything you can get from the palace must be some good things.

Besides, these father-in-laws will not bargain like those common people and chatter non-stop. If both parties reach an agreement, they will usually make a deal on the spot.

Therefore, although these father-in-laws were notorious in the eyes of court officials, in the eyes of these merchants, they were notoriously wealthy.

"Take a good look, don't miss anything." Song Tianlin handed the painting to Ye Qingtang.

The old man carefully placed the treasure on the table, and then slowly spread his hands. As the words appeared, his pupils also dilated little by little.

"Excuse me, who wrote this painting? Every stroke contains a vast power. Every stroke contains a vast power. In my opinion, this kind of handwriting has already been used by everyone.

shadow. However, the writing on it has not completely dried up yet, so it should have been freshly written."

With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the song "Water Melody Song Tou" had been completed an hour ago.

"If you really want to know the origin of this book, then please read it again."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Song Tianlin's mouth.

"Hey, this painting seems to have a lot of history."

Hearing Song Tianlin's tone, the old shopkeeper's heart was moved. Could it be that this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" was written by someone? Curious, he took the painting and looked at it carefully.

However, when he saw the inscription on the scroll, he exclaimed and almost dropped the scroll to the ground.

A line of creepy small characters appeared before my eyes: "Xuan Yuanmin, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, October 11th, the fifth year of Renyuan."

Following these words, a red imperial seal suddenly appeared in front of him.

"That, that is the emperor's authentic work!"

The old steward exclaimed.

Song Tianlin chuckled, anticipating his reaction: "Yes, this painting was written by His Majesty the Emperor himself. I wonder how much this treasure is worth?"

"This, this, please wait a moment and let me think about it."

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was stunned.

He has been in the pawnshop business for more than 30 years, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing.

This calligraphy work must be authentic. I want to ask, who else in the world would ignore the safety of his family and pretend to be an emperor?
Chapter completed!