Linzhi

There are no two identical "Odes on Yutai" in the world, and one of them must be a fake.

Could it be the one of King Qi, or the one in his hand?

He Tai's breathing was short, and he was dumbfounded, not knowing how to react for a while.

The others were also stunned, and the atmosphere was awkward and frozen.

At that time, He Mu strongly objected to his father's taking "Ode to the Yutai" as a birthday present. Firstly, this handwriting cost 500 taels, which cost all his family money at once. .

Now that there really was a dispute over counterfeit goods, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark, his legs felt weak, and he could hardly stand up, but He Xiu next to him gave him a hand.

He Xiu asked softly, "What should I do?"

He Mu shook his head, feeling bitter, how did he know?

In case the one in my father's hand is fake...

Thinking about those days before, He Mu couldn't imagine how they would be demoted back again.

The emperor said in a deep voice, "Show me the one in your hand as well."

King Qi hurriedly accepted the order and presented the "Ode to Yutai" that he had planned to present as a birthday present.

Two servants stood on the Hu chair, holding the scroll with one hand, and the other two servants were below, slowly unfolding the two handwritten scripts.

At first glance, the line spacing of the two handwritten fonts, and even the annotations on the seal, are all exactly the same, making it impossible to recognize.

Before the emperor approached, he looked at it carefully, squinting his eyes slightly, the tip of his nose almost touched the tissue paper, and everyone held their breath for fear of disturbing his train of thought.

Princess Lin'an turned her head to look at the pale faces of the two elder brothers. Relying on the fact that she was a daughter, she said, "Your Majesty, whether it is true or not, it is the filial piety of the elder brothers..."

"Shut up!" the emperor shouted in a low voice.

As a calligraphy lover, it is undoubtedly very uncomfortable if two identical handwritings are placed in front of your eyes. If you do not distinguish between the real and the fake, the emperor is no exception. up.

Princess Lin'an immediately shut up, not daring to speak anymore.

After a while, or maybe a long while, for He Tai and even the He family, it was another very long moment, the emperor finally straightened up slowly, pointed to one of them and said: "This one is a fake."

The one he pointed out as a fake was the one submitted by He Tai.

He Tai's feet went limp, and he immediately collapsed on the ground, saying repeatedly: "It's impossible, it's impossible...Please be enlightened, Your Majesty, I have read it many times, and it is indeed Zhong Yao's authentic work!"

Emperor: "Where did you get it?"

He Tai: "My son bought it at a painting and calligraphy shop in Xishi for 500 taels. That shop has been open for 20 years. It has been there since before my son left Beijing. I still think, the other party No, no way to use those 20 years of credit to sell me a fake..."

He couldn't bear the remorse in his heart, and couldn't help choking up tears.

The emperor frowned: "People from Zongzheng Temple clearly reported that when you came to Beijing, your family had no real estate, so where did you get the 500 taels to buy paintings?"

He Tai wiped away his tears: "A few days ago, Zongzheng Temple allocated 500 taels, saying that His Majesty pitied me for my hard life, and added clothes and meals to my son..."

The emperor was furious, and almost kicked him: "I gave it to your family to eat and drink, not for you to buy fakes!"

He Tai: "In the past 11 years, I have not served His Majesty's birthday. I really feel regret and pain in my heart. Now that I have the opportunity, how can I not express it? Now my family is destitute and I have given all I have. Only the 500 taels you gave me. I thought, to do a filial piety, who knows, who knows..."

The emperor said angrily: "It's so hard to find Zhong Yao's original work. You can buy it for 500 taels. Isn't it everywhere? Why don't you use your brain?!"

He Tai trembled: "It's my son who is stupid..."

He Mu and the others hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, and the others didn't dare to watch the excitement any more, they got up one after another, trying to persuade the emperor to appease his anger.

The emperor said coldly: "You are indeed stupid enough. You were sold and counted the money. You have lost sight of this good surname!"

He asked King Qi again: "Where did you get this authentic painting?"

King Qi hurriedly said: "It's one of my son's servants who found this handwriting when he was shopping in a shop. He knew that I always love calligraphy and painting, so he helped me take care of it. After I checked it myself, I saw that it was indeed Zhong Yao's authentic work, so I quickly bought it. At that time, I bargained and spent a total of 2000 taels, and even bought a painting by Cao Buxing."

Emperor: "Which shop did you buy it from?"

King Qi hesitated for a moment: "There is a shop in West Market called Wucaiji."

The emperor asked He Tai again: "Could you also buy yours from the same shop?"

He Tai shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "No, my son bought it at Lin's painting shop."

Emperor: "Wipe your tears and cry at my birthday banquet, what a shame!"

He Tai hurriedly wiped away his tears, pleading guilty: "This matter is because of my son's stupidity, which bothers you. Please father give him another chance and offer another birthday present."

The emperor sneered: "Don't you want to settle accounts with that shop?"

He Tai: "To tell you the truth, my son originally prepared two birthday presents, and the other was a Buddhist scripture hand-copied by everyone in the family. But when I saw Zhong Yao's original work, I felt that only giving Buddhist scriptures could not express my heart. Negotiate the price with the seller and buy the handwriting for 500 taels..."

Now he only regrets that he didn't listen to the advice of his sons at the beginning, and now he really lost his wife and lost his army.

The emperor was angry: "Filial piety is not expressed in silver taels. If you really have that kind of heart, even if you give me a piece of straw, I will not despise it!"

He Tai: "My son knows his mistake..."

King Qi was about to intercede, when the emperor said: "You are at fault. The fault lies in being deceived by others and not knowing right from wrong. This was the case 11 years ago, and it will still be the same after 11 years."

Hearing him mention what happened 11 years ago, everyone swallowed the words they wanted to say and dared not speak out again.

But the emperor changed the subject: "But you are filial and sincere. I accept this fake. I will teach myself a lesson in the future and stop making jokes."

He Tai raised his head, thinking that he would be scolded miserably this time, but his father lightly revealed it and affirmed his filial piety, which made He Tai feel as if he was in a dream.

"Father, thank you!" He Mu whispered beside him.

He Tai came to his senses: "Father knows the lesson, son has nothing to repay..."

If we said that weeping before was out of panic and to win sympathy, but now we are crying sincerely.

The emperor secretly sighed, knowing that the eldest son was frightened by the old events, and even lost his courage, so he bent down to help him himself, and took out a handkerchief in his arms: "Wipe your face, and sit down."

He Tai took the veil and was flattered.

Now that the emperor was peaceful and unwilling to pursue the matter, everyone tactfully stopped mentioning it. The melodious music played again, and the dancer re-entered the arena. It was harmonious and harmonious, as if the previous turmoil had never happened.

But it was hard for little women like Mrs. Song who had never seen a big scene before. They were frightened by the scene just now, and they didn't have the time to enjoy any singing and dancing in the rest of the time.

After drinking for three rounds, the moon is in the sky, and the banquet is coming to an end. He Tai and Qi Wang Wei Wang, the three brothers stepped forward to toast, the emperor held his forehead, three points drunk, and waved his hand: "I am too drunk, I understand it, Drink it yourself."

He asked He Tai coldly: "What have you been doing at home these days?"

He Tai: "It's just reading and practicing calligraphy."

Unexpectedly, the emperor asked again: "What book did you read?"

He Tai didn't dare to use some learned books as a pretense. He would be spotted immediately in front of his shrewd father, so he said honestly, "It's some landscape travel notes, and Guo Pu's "Shui Jing"."

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You still want to control the water?"

He Tai: "My son is just looking at the record of mountains and rivers, which is quite interesting. It can be compared with the geography in "Hanshu"."

The emperor hummed: "Since that's the case, from tomorrow onwards, you can go to the Ministry of Industry to do business."

He Tai was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

The emperor was displeased: "Ah, what? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"No, no, I got it, I got it! Thank you, Your Majesty Long En, my son will do his best!" He Tai was ecstatic and incoherent.

Emperor: "In the past, you only stayed in the Ministry of Rites. Now, after many years, you must have forgotten all about it. Whether it is river management or construction, you don't know anything about the Ministry of Industry. After you go, you should learn from the Ministry of Industry." When people ask for advice, don’t act arbitrarily.”

He Tai was in a turbulent mood, and hurriedly agreed one by one.

King Qi was a little stunned when he heard it, and thought that his eldest brother was scolded bloody just now, why was he accused of errands again after a few words?Is it possible to offer a fake, but still have merit?

He felt a little uneasy, and couldn't help but glance at the emperor, but the emperor didn't look at him, only staring at He Tai lecturing.

King Qi looked at his younger brother King Wei again, but he saw a trace of bewilderment on King Wei's face, obviously also puzzled.

……

If the emperor suddenly sent his eldest son to work in the Ministry of Industry, it was only on a whim after drunkenness, then the subsequent development was even more surprising: on the day after the birthday banquet, the palace issued an order saying that the eldest son He Tai sincerely repented , and because the rebel Le Bibing came to the city, he made meritorious deeds in defending the city. He was granted the title of Duke of Lu, and was given the residence of the original Lu King's mansion, and he joined the Ministry of Industry to assist in errands.

King Qi could no longer lie to himself that the emperor's father was only soft-hearted for a while, so he hurriedly summoned his confidants and asked straight to the point: "In your opinion, is it related to the establishment of the crown prince by your majesty to let the eldest brother return to Beijing?"

The aide asked: "Is it related to His Highness that the emperor's eldest son bought a fake?"

King Qi immediately denied it: "Of course not!"

Staff: "Did His Highness know in advance that it was a fake?"

King Qi stopped talking.

The staff member sighed: "Since your Highness knows, why didn't you say it?"

King Qi defended himself: "I can't blame me for this matter. Wucaiji and Lin's painting shop were originally the same owner. I ordered the authentic piece of "Fu on the Jade Terrace" first. In order to attract customers, the owner of the shop deliberately hung it up for two days. , was discovered by the elder brother, how did I know that they would sell a fake to the elder brother!"

Staff: "With all due respect, does Your Highness intend to make a joke so that His Majesty can discover how dull the eldest son of the emperor is?"

King Qi became a little annoyed when he was pointed out by the other party, "Lianfang!"

The staff clapped their hands together: "Your Highness, don't be offended, it's just your thoughts. I can see it, but how could His Majesty not? In your eyes, the eldest son of the emperor is indeed dull, but in the eyes of His Majesty, isn't that just a child's heart?"

King Qi was silent for a moment: "I didn't think carefully about this matter."

The aide said: "Others can see the emperor's eldest son's jokes, but you and King Wei can't, because you are brothers, and brothers should watch over and help each other. After Bing Shen's rebellion, what His Majesty taboos the most is brothers fighting against the wall."

King Qi: "Your Majesty is nearly [-] years old. No matter how many proposals you have to persuade him to establish the Eastern Palace, the old man will not move. A few days ago, someone mentioned the matter of the Eastern Palace. Your Majesty is fine, and he immediately called the elder brother back. I'm afraid..."

Staff: "No. The eldest son of the emperor has been away for 11 years. He is called dethroned, but he is actually under house arrest. For 11 years, he has no knowledge of state affairs, and has never participated in political affairs. Would His Majesty rest assured that such a person would inherit the throne? In His Majesty's heart, the best Prince Chu, I'm afraid he's still the Prince Zhaoyuan."

King Qi was inexplicably agitated: "So all these years, in my words and deeds, I have always followed the former prince as a model, and even His Majesty praised me for having the legacy of Prince Zhaoyuan, but even so, why is he still unwilling to establish a prince?"

Staff: "The emperor's heart is unpredictable, His Highness can only respond to all changes with the same, the eldest son of the emperor is only the Duke of Lu, His Highness, don't get confused."

King Qi rubbed his brows and said, "I'll save it. The Ministry of Industry is complicated and thankless. After summer, all the ministers will definitely have to quarrel for a few days to control the river. My eldest brother can't hold back this mess." Yes."

Staff: "That's right, the emperor's eldest son's mother's family was just a maidservant with no foundation, and there was no foreign aid in the imperial court. His Highness didn't need to take action, and he couldn't do those errands. His Majesty is naturally aware of the details. Now His Majesty only has three sons. The eldest son of the emperor has committed old crimes." With a mediocre personality and a mediocre temperament, King Wei will only follow your lead in everything, if he really wants to establish a crown prince, who else can he choose besides Your Highness?"

King Qi let out a breath of foul air slowly, and finally felt a little more comfortable.

……

At this moment, in the prestigious Yunlai Winery in the capital, Yang Jun is also holding up his wine glass, joking with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Mr. He for being named Duke of Lu. Ever since I knew you, I feel that this day It will come sooner or later, please take care of the third son in the future, don't dislike my humble status as a merchant!"

Unexpectedly, He Rong's face was pale, but he didn't have the slightest complacency.

Seeing this, Yang Jun also suppressed his smile: "What? Is there something wrong with this matter?"

He Rong shook his head: "I didn't expect it to be so fast. My father was knighted, much faster than I expected."

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

He Mu: Whether or not the father really came to Jitai, it can be a blessing in disguise.

He Xiu: I think this is called stupid people have stupid blessings.

He Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the most alert third brother in his family: "Third brother, is it because of this that you didn't try your best to stop your father from presenting the painting?"

He Rong smiled enigmatically at him, noncommittal.

He Mu became more and more sure that his third brother had no plans to spare.

He Rong thought: Just kidding, I am not a roundworm in the emperor's stomach.But since the eldest brother said so, I don't pretend to be an expert, how can I feel good about it?

At this point in the text, maybe some friends can understand why this article does not mark danmei nor romance. My understanding is that no CP means that the protagonist is ruthless and desireless, not that he has no human touch, but that his life is more important Things to do, which determine the main line of the story.