Seeing Things

Author: Yao Jishan

Seeing Things

Hao was stunned by those eyes, and then he saw clearly, those beautiful eyes were staring straight at the moment, looking a bit crazy, as if they were mesmerized by the gorgeous furnishings and various utensils in the warehouse.

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Hao couldn't help but feel a little proud, thinking about how these Song people always said "I am the Great Song Dynasty". Now that she saw these rich things with her own eyes, she was just as dazzled as she was before.

Wei Shu never noticed Cong's gaze.

At this moment, her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably.

In the dusty place on the high grid of the east wall, there is an inconspicuous bronze knight. Through the mottled black corrosion spots on it, its shape can be vaguely seen:

Chi pattern, three legs, front flow and side flow, and the mouth of the flow is also dyed with a little bright red.

Isn't this... my favorite wine baron?

Wei Shu could hardly believe her eyes.

She still remembers that night, she was worried because of the repeated disasters in the beams and the rise of bandits, so she put on her clothes and got up, called someone to bring wine, and sat there drinking alone all night, but she was very drunk and accidentally fell asleep.

Sprinkle the cinnabar on the bronze knight.

After that, although she ordered people to try to remove it, the cinnabar was roasted on the fire for three full hours, and the color was absorbed into the substance, but it could no longer be removed.

In Wei Shu's memory, this was just a few days before the rebel army invaded the imperial city. The long years of more than a thousand years were just a few breaths of sleep to her. Now that she saw the old things, it was natural.

He was recognized at a glance.

Why did my stuff end up here?

It took Wei Shupo a few breaths to regain her composure. She turned her eyes to the side and suddenly saw in the corner covered with cobwebs, an object shaped like a crescent moon with eyebrows and a swollen belly. It looked very familiar.

That's...my...Kui Gong?

Wei Shu stared at the bronze goblet shaped like a dragon for a moment, and after a few breaths, she concluded that she was right.

That was the treasure of the Xia Dynasty that she had collected not long ago...well, not long ago during the Liang Dynasty a thousand years ago...

How did this thing end up here?

For a moment, Wei Shu was displeased and fearful, and she felt a rare sense of awe for heaven and earth deep in her heart.

In the mansion where Aqisi was working as an official, there are the old things of Wei Shu who came back from the dead. This is the so-called... God's will?

As the saying goes, "Everything has its own arrangements," is this true?

Her thoughts gradually drifted away, and in a daze, Wei Shu seemed to have returned to the time when she was practicing Zuo Jiuzhou and ruling the world alone.

At that time, she had vowed to be a good emperor, so she changed her habit of drinking, and she only enjoyed collecting drinking utensils.

Kui is used to hold the wine, Chi is used to warm the mash, a Tianji spoon is used to pour wine, and a moiré goblet is used to drink, and the set of wine vessels is complete.

Even as a monarch, it was quite difficult to collect these antiquities from the Xia and Shang dynasties. Wei Shu spent a lot of time to collect them all.

Now, the old things that she once played with in her hands were reunited in this foreign country. No matter how hard Wei Shu tried to stay calm, she still couldn't help but get a little agitated.

This is all mine, mine!

The feeling of having someone's heart ripped out made Wei Shu extremely intolerable. For a moment, she even had the idea of ​​cutting down everyone present and immediately stealing the treasure and escaping.

She had not even played with the treasure she had collected with great difficulty, but now it fell into the hands of others, and that person just threw it in the corner without even cleaning the rust spots on it.

No one even bothered to sweep up the floating dust. It was obvious that the holder was just like his name, a reckless man with no eyesight.

Yes, Mangtai, I’m talking about you!

Your whole family is just a bunch of blind idiots!

The more she hated Mang Tai for his blindness, the more pain in Wei Shu's heart felt like a knife. The hands in her sleeves closed and released, released and closed again, squeezing the cold iron cone until it warmed up.

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During the Liang Dynasty, this set of wine vessels was already priceless. Thousands of years later, it will only be even more valuable. Who would have thought that such a famous item would be left in the dust instead of being stored in a good treasure box, which shows that its owner

Don't care about it at all.

Then I will take them all.

"Sister Aqi, can I raise my head this way?" A soft voice with a hint of begging suddenly came. Wei Shu was slightly startled, and her mind suddenly changed.

Before she could say anything, a warm smile appeared on her face, just like she always smiled before saying anything when she was quarreling with all her lovers.

She curled her lips, looked at the thin little girl opposite with a smile, called her name and said, "Lian'er, I'll just listen to you."

After finishing speaking, Wei Shu lowered her head and coughed a few times, panting a little and said: "You are young, you must not be able to lift this heavy head."

"My sister is tired." Lian'er lowered her head and spoke in an increasingly soft voice: "It's true that I got hit twice yesterday and my arms are weak."

There was a strong sound of water in her voice, but she didn't dare to cry, she just buried her head in her chest.

Wei Shu knew this was true.

Yesterday, I don't know who broke a pen holder in Huazhen's small study. Since no one was willing to admit it, Hao didn't bother to interrogate him, so he punished all the maids on duty in the study with twenty lashes, and also swept the outside of the study.

Each person received a few boards, and Lian'er happened to be out sweeping the house, so she also suffered this unreasonable disaster.

"It doesn't matter, sister, just save some energy, I'm stronger after all." As Wei Shu spoke, she coughed a few times, and her face became a little pale.

When Lian'er saw this, her heart felt tight with shame. She also saw that Hao was talking to the mother in charge of the warehouse. She didn't pay attention to the room for a moment and said in a very low voice: "After the errands are finished, sister will come to my room to eat sweets."

She also does errands in the kitchen, and can often steal a favor.

"Then thank you sister." Wei Shu's voice was soft and her smile was kind. Even though there were scars on her face, she seemed to be close to her.

Lian'er also smiled unconsciously, her thin face like a newly born flower bud, facing the morning light through the crack of the window, she actually looked a bit delicate.

Huazhen Nadan loves beauty very much, so all the female slaves in Baihuayuan are born clean, and some of them are even more beautiful. If Aqisi didn't have that scar on her face, her appearance would also be extremely beautiful, but I don't know that she is also

How to fall into Huazhen’s eyes?

While thinking about it, Wei Shu and Lian'er had already rolled up the hanging tassels and lifted up the curtain.

Without the sundries to cover the eyes, the curtain-like table is also revealed. It is a four-legged square lacquer table with regular shape and simple lines. Although there is no trace of carvings, it does not look ugly at all. On the contrary, it has

With a strong air, you can tell at a glance that it was made by a famous craftsman from the Central Plains.

Wei Shu saw the clear paint on the desk and the warm color and texture, so she took a second look. Suddenly, she felt a very faint fragrance coming from the end of her nose, and she suddenly lost consciousness.

This is...gloomy?!

Wei Shu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh to herself again.

This case should be laid out with calligraphy and painting, placed under a bright window, and then filled with the fragrance of ink and books. Only then is it appropriate.

Nowadays, it is used to hold colorful curtains. Not to mention the brilliant golden brocade, the incense hanging on it is very strong and disturbs the woody fragrance.

What a waste of nature, what a waste of nature.

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Let me report to everyone, the author should have been infected with 55555. Although there is no antigen and cannot be tested, the symptoms are the same as what the experts said. The past two days were coughing and dry throat. Last night, I started to have a low fever and my throat was very sore. It was different.

The description of swallowing a razor blade is really apt for the pain of a cold in the past.

The author is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of brain fog. I really can’t imagine the feeling of not being able to write words in the future, and crying. I cried for a while in bed last night. Being sick really makes people vulnerable.

Everyone must protect themselves well. If you can't go out, don't go out. It is estimated that the streets are full of yang people now. When all the yang people turn to yin, an immune barrier will be formed around those who have not.

It will be safe then.

The author is not holding on, little cuties must hold on, hold on, strive for good health, and welcome the New Year happily.

——The author Junliu who still loves you very much even though he is ill
Chapter completed!