[Comprehensive] The Secret of the Concubine's Palace

"Three hundred million! That's three hundred million!"

Ever since Shen Caijing spent [-] million dollars on the road, Shen's mother has completely transformed into a Tang monk, and she can't stop thinking about it every day.Shen's father has already recovered from the blow at that time, but she still can't expose it like this.

In fact, it is really impossible to expose it, although the Korean won is worthless.But the huge amount of 150 million is 20 million when converted into RMB in neighboring countries, and nearly [-] when converted into US dollars!This is a huge amount of money that is enough to buy a house in Seoul!It is also all the fruits of Shin Chaejeong's "struggle" in the past few years.

This was originally the money she used to rent an office building and refill the desks and chairs of the cram school.Now it is all used on a completely nonsensical painting, and the expansion plan of the cram school has been completely shelved.Why doesn't Shen's mother feel distressed?Why not bother?

"Ouch! Stop nagging!" Father Shen couldn't bear to see that his wife had nothing to do and read the third tone. Didn't they see that Caijing's spirit was particularly bad these two days? !The child must have regretted it too, or he was scared by the mother.

"Hey?! Me? Nagging?!" Ren Shun'ai lost her temper immediately, "I didn't go with me, it was you, it was you! When I went out, I said I was going to rent a new building, but when I came back, I just Bring back such a bad painting..."

"A-Xi!" Papa Shen seemed to have finally lost his patience, and slapped the table hard, and Ren Shun'ai immediately lost his temper.Don't look at Shen's mother being fierce and loud, but in fact, Shen's father is the real head of the family~

He became 'fierce' at this moment, and Ms. Ren's arrogance suddenly descended.

Shen's father pouted in the direction of Shen Caijing's room, and Ms. Ren looked at the ghostly daughter who poured a glass of water and drank a couple of sips, then went back to her room and locked the door tightly, feeling worried.These days, the child is always so lost.The food was not good, and the lights were still on in the room very late at night.How can this make her not worry?

Her heart has softened a long time ago, but Ms. Ren's mouth has always been harder than a duck's. "Ah Yigu, can't you say that?! That's..." But she didn't go on, she just made a 'three' gesture. "Forget it, I'll make some fish cake soup..." After finishing speaking, he stood up and ran to the kitchen.

"Cut, it's not hard-spoken and soft-hearted~" Father Shen shook the newspaper in his hand, as if he had seen through his wife. "If you eat something to eat, you should feel better, right?"

In fact, Shen Caijing's mood probably won't get better in the short term.

Since she bought the painting that day, she never went to cram school again.For nearly a week, she was always like this, eating a few mouthfuls of food, and only drinking water when she was extremely thirsty.For the rest of the time, I locked myself in the room and stared at the painting in a daze.

In the past ten years of her rebirth, she has been trying to forget those injustices in her previous life every day.

It has been unsuccessful before, and it always backfires.She also felt that she was hopeless, and that she might not be able to get rid of the nightmare of her previous life for eternity.But when she saw that painting in Tashili that day, and related memories flooded in like a tide, she realized that she had almost forgotten her previous life.

Normally, she didn't notice at all, and the number of times she took the initiative to recall those things has become less and less.When I think about it, those painful feelings at the beginning have long since disappeared, leaving only a little melancholy.

But she found that she was more afraid of forgetting.Even if it was a good thing to put her at ease, she was afraid.

So, she bought the painting, stared at it closely, and forgot to eat or sleep.

'Chi--' This is the sound of the paper cutter being pushed out.Newly bought knives, the blade even shines brightly when pushed out.

Her movements were very light, and her soft fingertips lightly touched between the sharp and cold thin blade and the burnt yellow drawing paper.But her next move was not light. All of a sudden, she slashed a big hole in the side of the painting bought for [-] million yuan.

She didn't cherish this painting. She painted such an ugly painting by herself, and she didn't like it at all.

When she looked at this painting, what she saw was never the surface of Jindalai's painting, but its inner core - what she had sealed in the painting with her own hands back then.

'Out! ' Shin Chaejeong had an ecstatic expression on her face.After 600 years, she really didn't dare to say that the things were still there, so she was always worried.But this time it was different, she had already seen it, and she was still there!

If it can be delicately hidden in a painting without being discovered, the hidden object is naturally as thin as paper.

It was a small square of thin silk, gently unfolded, and on it was a small colorful portrait of a person.Look carefully, is this person Shen Caijing or who? !

With trembling hands, Shen Caijing put the silk silk into the big photo frame prepared before.The size of this small silk portrait has always been engraved in her mind, and it is not bad at all.Therefore, the size of the photo frame bought in advance is exactly the same as it, just right.

In fact, the painting is not very realistic at all because of technical problems, it is hard to say that it is completely similar to Shen Caijing's facial features.But the charm of the person in the painting made everyone who knew Shen Caijing recognize her at a glance.

Shen Caijing greedily looked at the painting in front of her, inch by inch, as if she wanted to take it deeper into her mind.Then she took out her newly developed photo, and hid the silk painting as usual.This is the only authentic work of his paintings that exists completely in the world, right?Its significance is not limited to money, this is the only thought he left for her.

Her former love, her former hatred, and the place where her overwhelming guilt lies.

After carefully nailing the nails on the head of the bed and hanging the photo frame, she was relieved.Gently touching her icy cheeks, it turned out that she had already burst into tears.

"Caijing!" Following the knock on the door, Grandpa's voice also sounded outside the door. "Open the door, Grandpa is busy."

"Wait a minute!" Shen Caijing panicked and ran to the desk to find a wet tissue to wipe her face.Just kidding, there are still so many tears on my face!

"Oh, why are your eyes red?" When Shen Donghuan saw Shen Caijing's face, his heart skipped a beat.After the granddaughter bought the painting, the son and daughter-in-law were very unhappy.Later, the son got better, but the daughter-in-law still quit, saying that she hated the world every day.

The granddaughter was depressed before, but she has always been strong and cheerful, so he didn't persuade her.Now it seems that the original calm is all pretended, the child is sad!

Shen Donghuan's heart aches, how sad must it be for such a strong child to hide in the room alone and cry like this? !Since childhood, the child didn't like to cry.really...

But now the granddaughter made it clear that she wanted to pretend that nothing happened. Looking at the people behind her, Shen Donghuan swallowed everything else.

"Caijing, do you still remember that grandpa Zheng who was in the calligraphy and painting hall that day? The one who appraised the calligraphy and painting?" Shen Donghuan turned around and saw Zheng Yongzhen standing behind him.

Shen Caijing was slightly taken aback, and saluted Zheng Yongzhen, and the grandfather and grandson went to the study with the guests to discuss.

After the guests and hosts were seated, Mother Shen served tea, and wanted to stand there to hear the background of this guest who was regarded as a guest by the old man, so she was invited out.

Shen Caijing secretly felt that 80.00% of Mr. Zheng's intention of coming was for the painting in her hand, so she immediately raised her vigilance.This painting touched her whole nerve, and it could be regarded as her pulse door.Now that the old man came to his door, maybe he wanted to see that painting again.But now that the painting has been cut open by her, how can she explain it?

It cost [-] million yuan to get it, how could anyone think of cutting it open? !

Shen Caijing suddenly broke into a cold sweat, sitting there absent-mindedly thinking about how to deal with the enemy.To tell the truth, she is not good at lying.Her mouth is very strict about hiding something, which can be said to be a typical example of 'not to tell if killed'.But if you tell her to lie and deceive others, it will be her biggest shortcoming.

Sure enough, Zheng Yongzhen's purpose was to come to Shen's house to take another look at the painting that confused him.

Chung Young-jin is an expert in the study of Goryeo Mongol-era paintings, and he himself is an avid fan of King Gongmin of Goryeo.When he was walking ten miles that day, although he made a detailed appraisal of the painting, he felt that his judgment was not bad at all.But why does it feel wrong?In particular, the magical touch of the pistil made him think about it for a long time even when he returned home.

Originally, he wanted to buy the painting with the foreigner and study it carefully at home.But who knows that someone was one step faster than him, not only bought it on the spot happily, but also paid a high price that was much higher than the value.

As soon as he hesitated, he naturally fell behind.But when I got home, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became, and the more I thought about it, the more worried I became.As soon as he closed his eyes, the painting full of contradictions and suspense dangled in front of his eyes, which seemed to be a problem for him.

But God is sorry, just when he was getting more and more angry and his teeth were swollen, he actually ran into Shen Donghuan who was playing chess in the park!The two chatted more and more, and after getting acquainted with each other, he made this request, wanting to look at the painting again.

"Caijing, you can show that painting to Grandpa Zheng." Shen Donghuan persuaded his granddaughter when he saw that his granddaughter was somewhat reluctant. "Grandpa Zheng just wanted to see your collection, nothing else!" He thought his granddaughter was afraid that the paintings would be bought away!

Shen Caijing looked embarrassed, how could she hide it from Zheng Yongzhen?He quickly followed Shen Donghuan's words and said: "Yes, yes, I have no other intentions. I just want to take another look at the painting to clear up my doubts. Miss Shen, you don't know, these days, I have been thinking about it. Watching this, I can't eat, I can't sleep, my gums are swollen!"

"Grandpa Zheng, I'm not sorry, nor am I worried that you want to buy the painting. It's really..." Shen Cai groaned for a while, "Well, I'll bring the painting, and you'll understand it when you look at it." She stood up and paused After a pause, "Actually, Cai Jing also wants to ask an expert to take a look at it. I also have some strange discoveries about this painting..."

After speaking, she walked out of the room and wanted to get the painting.Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Shen's father and Shen's mother, who were lying on the door and eavesdropping, fell to the front, which shocked her too.

"Huh—" Shen Donghuan let out a sigh of relief, his son and daughter-in-law are really unreliable!It's okay to be so funny at ordinary times, but this time, he was humiliated in front of the guests, and he is still a famous calligraphy and painting celebrity all over the country... "Ah! You two... How decent is this?!"

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