I made millions after becoming a tyrant's concubine

However, after watching the replay, Qian Yanzhi still didn't understand Huo Zheng's displeasure, but the quilt under his feet was crumpled by his curled up toes.

Qian Yanzhi: "So, why is the emperor unhappy?" '

【…】

Qian Yanzhi: "What's wrong, isn't the system omnipotent?" '

【Probably because of jealousy】

This time it was Qian Yanzhi's turn to be at a loss: 'No way. '

But on second thought, he was Huo Zheng's successor, a member of his harem, so he naturally thought that he belonged to him.

Perhaps it was because of this that he was jealous.It makes sense to understand Qian Yanzhi in this way.

He lay in Huo Zheng's arms, looked at his tightly closed eyes, felt his even breathing, stretched out and touched his brow bone, nose...

Huo Zheng's body temperature was on his fingertips, it was so hot that his heartbeat was a little chaotic.

Suddenly Huo Zheng opened his eyes, and Qian Yanzhi stopped immediately in shock, then closed his eyes and pretended that he hadn't done anything.

Huo Zheng stared at Qian Yanzhi's flustered expression, and did not do much, but hugged him in his arms, patted his back and said:

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Qian Yanzhi responded sullenly, leaned in his arms, calmed his beating heart, and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning, when Qian Yanzhi woke up from the big bed in the inn, his side was already empty. He jumped up from the bed in a jerk, grabbed the clothes beside the pillow and put them on his body.

As soon as he put on his clothes, the door of this room was opened. Qian Yanzhi was really wearing a belt, watching Huo Zheng enter the door, his expression could not help but be puzzled:

"Get up so early? I thought you left me behind."

Huo Zheng walked slowly in front of Qian Yanzhi, and stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes and belts: "A gentleman should not mess up his clothes."

Qian Yanzhi coughed slightly in embarrassment.

Huo Zheng said again: "I'm looking for someone to deliver a letter to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. When Cheng Gongming arrives, I'll go to Calabash Lane."

Qian Yanzhi didn't react for a while, and then remembered what the shopkeeper said last night, and hurriedly said: "We can go too, why do we have to wait for Cheng Gongming?"

Huo Zheng looked at him and looked him up and down: "If you have Cheng Gongming's skills, I don't need to call him."

Qian Yanzhi: "..." Thank you for the invitation, no.

Huo Zheng tied his belt for him, and then he said: "I have told them to prepare breakfast, and they have to wash up quickly."

"Oh." Qian Yanzhi responded happily, and trotted to the shelf to pour hot water to wash his face and mouth.

When he was waiting for him to go downstairs, Huo Zheng, who did not know when he left the room, had already prepared at the table, two bowls of millet porridge, a side dish, shortbread and steamed buns.

Seeing Huo Zheng's expression, Qian Yanzhi thought that he was used to the meals in the palace and would not like the food outside the palace, but it is good to see him now.

It's just that halfway through the breakfast, Cheng Gongming appeared. He didn't believe the boy who sent the message that there was a young master waiting for him at the inn. Having had breakfast before, I became more and more curious.

"Your Majesty... Mr. Huo, why did you come here for breakfast today?" Cheng Liang sat down, Huo Zheng didn't say much, just motioned him to take care of himself.

Qian Yanzhi said: "I didn't go back last night, we stayed here to watch the fireworks."

Cheng Liang looked at Huo Zheng, then looked back at Qian Yanzhi, feeling a dull pain in his heart, and even his breathing was a little sore:

"Since you didn't go, why didn't you come to the Duke's Mansion?"

"Don't disturb me." Huo Zheng said.

Cheng Liang didn't say anything else, just grabbed the shortbread and stuffed it into his mouth. The soreness in his chest must be due to hunger, it must be like this.

He comforted himself like this, while biting the shortbread, but his eyes still fell on Qian Yanzhi, and then he collected his expression:

"However, what are you doing in Calabash Lane?"

Huo Zheng put down the porridge bowl in his hand, pulled out the silk handkerchief in his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, then said: "I heard that there is an antique shop in Calabash Lane, and it is said that there are many rare treasures."

Cheng Liang couldn't help laughing and said: "Mr. Huo still lacks antiques and treasures, just give an order, and you will have everything."

Qian Yanzhi hurriedly reached out and tugged at his sleeve: "You don't understand, you will know when you go."

Cheng Liang looked at their attitudes from left to right, and always felt that they were hiding something from him, but he didn't ask any more. He just ate the shortbread as soon as possible, and then went to Calabash Lane with Huo Zheng and the others.

The Calabash Alley in the west of the city is located in a remote place. Compared to the bustling market close to the inner city, the Calabash Alley is so simple that I don't know where to go.

The carriage of Zhen Guogong's mansion was parked at the entrance of the alley, Qian Yanzhi and Cheng Liang stood behind Huo Zheng, looking around at the position of Calabash Alley, no matter what they had to say, it was really remote, even the road in this alley was covered with dirt .

Fortunately, the weather has been dry recently and there is no water on the ground, otherwise few people would enter this alley.

The antique shop mentioned in the story of the inn is the last room in Calabash Lane, the wooden door is closed, and a lantern with the words "Yajiju" hanging on the door.

After Cheng Liang got the order, he hurriedly stepped forward to call the door, but a young servant came out after a while, looking at the three nobles from the family outside the door, he couldn't help asking:

"What's the matter with the three sons?"

"Come to buy antiques." Huo Zheng raised his head with his hands behind his back, showing his imposing manner.

The little servant leaned out and looked Huo Zheng up and down for a while, then opened the wooden door and welcomed Huo Zheng and the others into the courtyard.

This Hulu Lane is remote, but the courtyard of this Yaji residence is very neat and elegant, not inferior to the courtyards of those rich people at all.

Hearing that there were guests coming out, the shopkeeper of Yajiju hurriedly came out with a smile on his face: "What rare antiques do you gentlemen look at, as long as you want, we can find them too."

Huo Zheng stepped forward with his hands behind his hands, while behind him he was playing with a folding fan. He followed the shopkeeper into the room, only to find that the room was filled with a lot of porcelain, and there were many jade calligraphy and paintings.

Qian Yanzhi's eyes were straightened, these things looked good at first glance, if they were all sold, wouldn't they be prosperous.

Before he could appreciate it enough, Huo Zheng picked him up and stood behind him in an orderly manner.

Huo Zheng looked at the shopkeeper's mouth as usual and said, "You have here Mr. Han Changyu, a great calligrapher and painter, who went to Linyuan to read horses on July [-]th."

Hearing the name he reported, the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him: "My lord knows the goods, there are originally eight pictures, each showing the posture of eight fine horses, but which one does the lord want?" ?”

Huo Zheng said: "The fifth picture, White-hoofed Crow."

The shopkeeper looked at him in surprise, and then pointed out a few fingers, Huo Zheng immediately understood:

"make a deal."

After receiving such a reply, the shopkeeper turned around and went to the storeroom to take the fifth white-hoofed crow in the picture of reading horses in Shanglinyuan.

But Qian Yanzhi was very curious: "How much money was compared just now?"

Cheng Liang said, "10 taels."

Qian Yanzhi's eyes widened: "So many."

"Gold." Cheng Liang added.

"Hehe..." Qian Yanzhi laughed twice, and suddenly was about to fall backwards, but Cheng Liang quickly caught him.

Qian Yanzhi stood up straight, rubbed his face vigorously, looked at Cheng Liang in disbelief, then at Huo Zheng, then stood beside Huo Zheng and tugged at his sleeve, saying with some distress :

"What a prodigal, 10 taels of gold, just to buy a painting, prodigal, prodigal."

He patted Huo Zheng's arm cautiously. Although he didn't draw his money, hearing such a large amount, he felt very sorry for thinking about loving money like his life.

Huo Zheng raised his finger and put his hand down: "The picture of reviewing horses in Shanglinyuan was created by Mr. Han Changyu in his whole life. There are eight pictures in total. Only two pictures were destroyed in the war during the previous dynasty. Six paintings become lonely paintings, so they are invaluable."

"Then there's no need to be such a prodigal." Qian Yanzhi gritted her teeth angrily.

Huo Zheng stared at him, then the corners of his lips raised slightly, but it was only for a moment, because the shopkeeper had already taken out the painting.

While carefully hanging the painting, the shopkeeper said, "There are two white-hoofed crows in this world, one is real and the other is a fake."

Waiting for the shopkeeper to hang up the painting, Qian Yanzhi discovered why a painting can cost 10 taels of gold.

In the painting, the four horseshoes of the white-hoofed crow are snow-white, other than that, the whole body is black, so it is named Bai-hoofed crow.

The preciousness of this painting is that the horses in the painting are not only vivid, but also have strong limbs and hooves, and even every mane on the horse is painted very carefully, especially the horseshoes and hair. The color transition between the horse's legs is even more detailed to the meeting of black and white.

Qian Yanzhi watched in astonishment, and suddenly remembered what Huo Zheng said. Two paintings were destroyed during the war, and the person who destroyed the paintings should be struck by lightning.

The shopkeeper said: "Young master, are you satisfied?"

Huo Zheng played with the folding fan in his hand: "Don't worry, it's just that I heard that the fifth picture of horse reading has been in the palace, so this must be a fake. Worth 10 taels of gold."

The shopkeeper had a mysterious smile on his face, and he said: "This painting is indeed in the palace, but there are fakes, but the fake is not this one, but the one in the palace."

Huo Zheng frowned when he heard that: "Is the one in the palace a fake?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "I'm not afraid that the young masters will know that the original work is indeed in the palace. After all, the emperor is also a painter, but this painting can't be hung up for many years, instead of being left in the warehouse to eat ashes." , why not hang it up for sale, the fakes in this palace wait until the emperor wants to see, and I don’t know how long it has passed.”

Huo Zheng frowned after hearing this: "You are so courageous."

The shopkeeper originally wanted to say something, but seeing Huo Zheng's expression gradually changed, he always felt that their identities were different, so he turned around and wanted to run, but he didn't want Cheng Liang to rush up and grab his back skirt tightly.

Seeing that he was about to hit the shelf next to the wall, Qian Yanzhi shouted in a panic: "Cheng Gongming, be careful of jade articles, those are priceless."

Cheng Liang glanced at him, then quickly retracted, his left foot collapsed and stepped on the shopkeeper's foot.

Cheng Liang asked, "Speak! Who gave you the guts to steal items from the palace?"

The shopkeeper's marriage that was captured was trembling all over, and hurriedly said: "Young masters... Who are these young masters!"

"The person who can kill you!" Cheng Liang said viciously, "Tell me, how did you get this treasure in the palace! Who gave you the courage to do this!"

Cheng Liang exerted force in his hands, and the shopkeeper felt a tearing pain in his arm and back. He hurriedly begged for mercy:

"It's...it's the palace...it's people from the palace! It's they who brought out the real work to us to make a fake, and then brought the fake back."