I solved crimes in the Song Dynasty and strengthened the country [Seventh Five-Year]

96 Where to Ask the Predecessor

Jiang Lin was really speechless.

If he had known that the original owner had such ability, he wouldn't have to work so hard on "Xueba Notebook".

But he changed his mind, the original owner should have a lot of commemorative significance in keeping his calligraphy and painting, and he can't just sell other people's things.

It's just such a good thing, but he didn't find it before, which is really a pity.

Cheng An was still excitedly asking Jiang Lin: "Jiang Shaoqing, where did you get this work? It looks like a rough draft drawn by Immortal Ruihe. Will it be sold outside? Do you know him? ? What kind of person is he..."

Jiang Lin said nonsense, "I don't know him. This small painting was given to me by a distant relative of mine. I didn't even know it was painted by Immortal Ruihe."

Bai Yutang looked at him incredulously: "But you look too much like the person in this painting."

Jiang Lin's heart trembled when he heard the words, but he still said: "No, it's just a coincidence. If you put on my clothes, you will also look like the person in this painting."

"No, fifth master, I am a hundred times more beautiful than the people in this painting."

Seeing that Bai Yutang had been fooled by him, Jiang Lin was slightly relieved.

However, he was still thinking about the events in the two "Linjiang Immortals", and planned to go back to his master to "figure out" what was going on.

The other people who were slightly drunk didn't pay much attention to the matter of "Linjiang Fairy", and quickly threw themselves into the next round of Feihua Order.When I was tired from playing, I sat down and chatted about poetry. Although Su Shi was young, he told many stories to people. He also mentioned that his grandfather would use the rice grains to help people who were in famine with the grain he hoarded. .

Jiang Lin was listening, admiring the wisdom of the old man of the Su family.

The person Jiang Lin found most interesting in the banquet was Wang Anshi.

It is said in history that this person is informal, doesn't like cleanliness, and doesn't know how to get along with others, but Jiang Lin found out very freshly that the other party still maintains a "lazy" style even after getting drunk.

I saw Wang Anshi blushing, sitting alone on the edge of the stream, staring at the small fish swimming in the water from time to time, feeling dry, so he scooped up a handful of water from the stream to drink, and refused to take it. A teacup half a step away.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but bowed to Bai Yutang next to him, and asked people to watch the drunk Wang Anshi drink water together.

Su Xun beside them also noticed Wang Anshi's behavior, and couldn't help but said: "It seems that this prince is really informal."

Hearing that he put the emphasis on the word "true", Jiang Lin couldn't help asking: "Why do you say that? Is there a fake 'informal'?"

Su Xun pondered for a moment, and said: "When I first entered Beijing, I heard the story of Prince Wang. When the Spring Festival just passed, the officials invited a group of Jinshi to a banquet, but asked the talented scholars to fish and eat by themselves. Before the meal, the officials specially prepared bait for them, but Wang Anshi actually ate the bait on the plate. I think his behavior is too much, and it is a bit hypocritical. But now it seems that he It should be really carefree.”

Jiang Lin somewhat understood.

For a person who has traveled through time, he would naturally not doubt Wang Anshi's label, but at the moment, Wang Anshi's strange behavior habits are like setting up some maverick character, like Su Xun who pays attention to manners The gentleman will definitely look down on him.

An unscrupulous person may eat a bait by mistake, but how can he eat a whole plate of bait?

No wonder Su Xun felt that Wang Anshi was hypocritical.

Jiang Lin even remembered that in history, Su Xun seemed to have always held a prejudice against Wang Anshi, and even wrote a very famous "On Distinguishing Traitors" to scold Wang Anshi, saying that Wang Anshi was "the clothes of the servants and the food, A hypocrite who feeds dogs and pigs, makes the head of the prisoner lose his face, and talks about poetry and books."

Probably in Su Xun's eyes, Wang Anshi's attire is the Song Dynasty version of Sha Matt.

However, the existence of Jiang Lin disturbed the plot line in this world, so Su Wang, who was supposed to meet in the officialdom, met early in this party, and Su Xun's impression of Wang Anshi was not bad enough to turn against each other degree.

Jiang Lin was a little relieved. Although he didn't fully agree with Wang Anshi's subsequent reforms, he also admired that this man was able to accomplish things, and it was better to suffer less.

However, Jiang Lin then thought that the node he crossed over was just before Fan Zhongyan proposed the Qingli New Deal.He has done practical things to help the Song Dynasty to strengthen the army, is it just to prepare for the new policy next year?

After all, Jiang Lin was not good at political matters, so he just thought that if he could introduce Wang Anshige to Fan Zhongyan, it might be helpful for the reforms in the Qingli period?

A tough and unreasonable person like Wang Anshi seems to need a senior boss to sharpen his spirit.

Jiang Lin bent his eyes, waved at Sima Guang, and said, "Junshi, I have something I want you to tell Mr. Fan."

·

Thinking about his own identity, Jiang Lin brought his family's picture scroll to Yaojie Academy the next day.

He first said hello to Xiao Shitou, who was studying hard in the study hall, and then went to the backyard to find his master and brothers.

Wen Qing was sitting next to Chai Fei basking in the sun, Jiang Lin walked up to him in two or three steps, and unfolded several paintings he had chosen in front of him.

Jiang Lin asked, "Brother, have you ever seen these paintings?"

Wen Qing raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Lin, and said indifferently: "You came to me with the paintings of yourself and famous artists, do you want me to help you taste them?"

Jiang Lin thought that indeed his senior brother knew everything.

Before he thought about where the other paintings at home came from, he immediately took his own painting and asked: "So, can my painting be compared with famous artists? In the past, I really had a painting called 'Ruihe Immortal' 'The vest, ah no, a fake identity?"

"In the early years, when you were running around the rivers and lakes by yourself, it was true." Wen Qing said slowly, "At that time, you burned your bags very much, and you always liked to wear some fresh white clothes, and you always took them with you on weekdays. A mask inlaid with golden patterns, when I met me, I called myself Ruihe Immortal, quite naive."

Jiang Lin scratched his face in embarrassment, thinking that the original owner was quite rebellious in his youth.

He said: "It's really hard to understand. These paintings of 'I' are so valuable, but I have been living in that small shabby house in the south of the city. Isn't it just for myself?"

"Then it depends on whether you are willing to sell those paintings."

Jiang Lin lowered his eyes and said, "It's really pretty, I can't bear it."

Although the painting was not drawn by Jiang Lin himself, seeing the brushstrokes on it, Jiang Lin couldn't help feeling a little cherished.

Feeling the touch in his heart, Jiang Lindao: "Senior brother, I also encountered a very strange thing. At yesterday's poetry meeting, I actually wrote a poem "Linjiang Fairy" on the spot, but I don't have that literary talent at all. .”

"I even suspect that it was written by another person hidden in me."

"You finally realized the problem?"

Following the sound, Jiang Lin looked back and saw his master Shao Yongzheng leaning casually on a bluestone.

Jiang Lin opened his eyes wide: "Master, do you agree with what I said, that there is really a second person in my body?"

The original owner is still in his body?

That's why I can always burst out some skills similar to acupuncture and dodging in critical moments, can have instinctive fear when I see Jiang Zhigao, and can write a tactful poem at a banquet?

Jiang Lin's heart was filled with unbelievable emotions.

Shao Yong just shook his head slowly: "I think the head you bumped before is really not working. Even if you really feel that you are from another world, don't let your thinking be so limited. ah."

A bold idea popped up in Jiang Lin's heart.

But before he could speak, Wen Qing on the side defended him: "Jiang Lin has no memory and doesn't know about the 'Shaohao's suicide note', so it's normal that he can't figure out the truth."

Jiang Lin was even more surprised—could it be that "Shaohao's suicide note" was the key to his time travel? !

He hurriedly said to Wen Qing: "Brother, Master, since you know so much, why didn't you tell me about these things earlier?"

Wen Qing said: "I didn't tell you before, because since we met when you were the 'Ruihe Immortal', then Ye Fengqiu and the people in Tuxuetang naturally knew your identity, telling you would only let them I suspect that you are the one who disrupted the situation back then. Anyway, you can’t paint now, and you can no longer use the identity of Ruihe Immortal. I won’t tell you, you can pretend to be more innocent in front of outsiders Yet?"

"Not necessarily!" Jiang Lin said with a smile, "I accidentally exposed the small portrait I painted for my mother at the banquet yesterday, and was pointed out to be the work of Immortal Ruihe. I almost didn't know how to make it up! Okay Come on, now even my dull dear father is almost aware of my fault, so please tell me everything..."

"Wait a minute." Shao Yong felt something was wrong, "You mean, you showed your miniature yesterday, so you were recognized by others?"

"Well, that person seems to be a fan of mine, and he took my old work as a prize for the poetry meeting. It should be just an accident that I lost my portrait..."

"No. I'm afraid someone has already discovered you!"

Shao Yong pinched his fingers with his backhand, and shot his gaze towards a brick wall somewhere in the academy.Jiang Lin also looked back, but only saw a passing figure.

He is being followed!