Chapter 516 517【Su Qinglian】


    "No need, talking about poetry with people in the government is no different from trying to catch a fish by chance. You don''t have time, and I''m not in the mood, so I''d better skip it." The woman said with a slight smile.


    "Hey, why can''t we talk about poetry with people in the government?" Heshen said with some dissatisfaction.


    "How can the girl know that we are from the government?" Qianlong also asked curiously.


    ?? Today they paid a private visit incognito, their whereabouts were secretive, and they were very careful in their words. I don''t know where they missed Xing Zang.


    “They are all well-dressed, and they are surrounded by people. Even if they are not powerful, they are certainly wealthy. Isn’t it an exaggeration to say that they are rich?” The woman said with a smile.


    “Well, now that the world is at peace and things are prosperous, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are rich people.” Qianlong smiled and nodded.


    "The word "rich" is divided into three parts: an official hat on the top, a sharp mouth in the middle, and a field word below. In other words, to be rich, you must either be an official, farm, or be a profiteer who eats people without spitting out their bones. "The woman explained with a smile, "A few rich people, firstly, they don''t carry any goods, and secondly, they don''t look like local rich people, so they are naturally members of the government."


    "Wonderful, wonderful solution." When Qianlong heard this, he smiled and clapped his hands and said, becoming more and more interested in the woman.


    "The girl is so sharp-tongued that she can compete with our Mr. Ji." Qianlong smiled again and said, "But I don''t know who the girl is?"


    “Set up a small stall, sell some calligraphy and paintings, and make some small profits.” The woman said with a slight smile.


    “Oh, it turns out that the girl is the profiteer who eats people without spitting out their bones.” When Heshen heard this, he joked with a smile, which was a small revenge for not being able to discuss poetry with officials.


    "Sir, you are wrong. Selling paintings at a stall is just a small business, making a small profit to make ends meet. There is a huge difference from that profiteer and wealthy businessman." The woman glanced at He Shen and sneered.


    “What kind of calligraphy and painting does that girl sell?” Qianlong asked curiously, “Can you give us a look?”


    The girl smiled and nodded.


    He Shen quickly came over.


    "This gentleman is obviously not a man of this kind at first glance. It''s better not to give him a thumbs up and be ridiculed for being arty." The girl glanced at him and sneered.


    Heshen was immediately embarrassed when he heard this.


    When has he, a high-ranking official, been so crowded out? !


    What’s more, it’s disgusting to be squeezed out by such a weak woman!


    "What are you talking about! Let me tell you, there is nothing in this world that we can''t see, and there is no place that we can''t reach. If you don''t show us this painting, I''m afraid you won''t be able to sell it." He Shen said angrily. .


    “What are you talking about? Are you a Confucius in the temple who can’t withstand the fireworks of the world and come here to the West Lake, so I can’t sell calligraphy and painting?


    ??Or maybe you are Lord Lu Ban in the sky who couldn''t help but run to Lingyin Temple for a while, so I can''t play with an axe? If you are neither Master nor Luban, then which temple are you considered a deity? Why should I listen to your orders? "The woman looked at He Shen and sneered disdainfully.


    He Shen was so angry that she repeatedly squeezed her, and she wished she could be dragged down to beat him.


    ?But in front of the emperor, there is no chance for him to have an attack.


    "Okay, sir, I think you are no match for this girl in terms of quarreling." Just when he was embarrassed, he heard Qianlong laugh.


    When Heshen heard this, he quickly got off the road and said, "Yes, Master, this slave is a warrior with a clumsy mouth and cheeks, so he is indeed no match for her. But how come our iron-toothed Master Ji has become mute?"


    Upon hearing this, Xiang Nan smiled and waved his hands, "Master, can''t you tell? This woman has an extraordinary background."


    “Hmm?! What do you think she is?” He Shen asked curiously.


    "If I guess correctly, she is also a member of the government just like us." Xiang Nan said with a smile.


    "She?! From the government?" He Shen was stunned, as if he didn''t believe it.


    …


    At this time, the girl had unfolded the calligraphy and painting in her hand.


    When Qianlong saw it, he couldn''t help being surprised, "Along the River During the Qingming Festival?!"


    He Shen and Xiang Nan couldn''t help but pricked up their ears when they heard this name.


    "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation by Zhang Zeduan, a famous painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. It is famous and widely favored and is known as "Exquisite" and "Unparalleled Masterpiece". Famous paintings of this level are rare even in the palace. Therefore, Qianlong and He Shen couldn''t help being surprised when they saw a woman selling such famous paintings on the street.


    "Such a precious painting, no wonder the girl refuses to show it to others easily." Qianlong said with a smile. He could see at a glance that this ancient painting was genuine and not a forgery. "I wonder how much the girl is asking for it?"


    “Why, sir, don’t you know, are there any priceless things in this world?” the woman said with a smile.


    “Then…” Qianlong was a little confused. Since it is priceless, how can it be sold?


    “I gave this painting to you, sir, and I won’t take any money from you,” the woman said again.


    "Why is this?" Qianlong was even more confused. It is not an exaggeration to say that such a precious ancient painting is priceless. That woman was willing to give this painting away for free, which was surprising.


    "Swords are given to martyrs, horses are given to heroes. Mr. is so magnificent, can''t he be worthy of being a painting depicting the city? Farewell." After the woman finished speaking, she turned around and left, disappearing into the sea of ??people in a moment.


    Looking at her retreating figure, Qianlong couldn''t help but be very interested in this woman.


    …


    Qianlong immediately returned to Xingzai and immediately ordered people to investigate the origin of this woman. The clue was the painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".


    ?Famous paintings like this have always been passed down in an orderly manner and are not difficult to trace. And as long as you track down the previous owner, you will naturally know the origin of the girl.


    Sure enough, in the evening, news came back that the previous owner of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" was none other than Wang Danwang, the current governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.


    “Okay, interesting.” Qianlong nodded.


    …


    At night, Hangzhou is walking.


    ??The moonlight melts in the clear pool, and the red lights cover the trees. The sandalwood board is tapped lightly, and the flute fills the air.


    On the waterside singing stage, Kun Opera "The Peony Pavilion" is being performed.


    Opposite the pool, Qianlong sat in the middle, while Xiang Nan, He Shen and others lined up on both sides to admire it together.


    As the saying goes, the moonlight melts in the pear flower courtyard, the catkins pond has a gentle breeze, and it is extremely wealthy.


    “Well, not bad, not bad.” Qianlong praised happily while hitting the board with the handle of the fan.


    "Your Majesty, this is the Kunban specially presented by Wang Danwang, the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang." Seeing Qianlong''s high interest, He Shen said with a smile, "There will be a fight show later, I heard it is very lively."


    Upon hearing this, Qianlong smiled and nodded.


    At this moment, the **** suddenly came to report, "Long live Qi, the governor of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Wang Danwang, wants to see you!"


    Qianlong was stunned and signaled Xiang Nan and He Shen to retreat.


    “The humble minister, Wang Danwang, pays homage to the Emperor.” Wang Danwang immediately stepped forward and kowtowed,


    "Get up." Qianlong smiled, "Master Wang, you were transferred to Jiangsu and Zhejiang from Ganzhou, right?"


    “Long live the wise man!” Wang Danwang said quickly,


    "Well, I''ll show you something." Qianlong casually picked up a scroll from the table, "Is this painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" passed down from your family?"


    "Your Majesty, this painting is my family''s heirloom!" Wang Danwang was shocked when he saw it. He quickly knelt down and said, "I heard that Long Live Ya loves painting and is unwilling to take away what I love, so I did this. What a bad idea…”


    "Okay, get up, I don''t blame you." Qianlong smiled and said, "I ask you, who is the woman who presented the painting?"


    “She is my adopted daughter, Su Qinglian.” Wang Danwang explained immediately.


    "Su Qinglian~" Qianlong muttered, with a smile on his lips.


    When Wang Danwang saw him, a smile flashed across his face.


    (End of this chapter)