Zhou Xiru was not going to take Xu Zhi over to appreciate ancient paintings, but he didn't like painting anyway.

However, Xu Zhizhi just stuck to her.

There is no way, just take him with you.

Poor Gu Nansheng specially asked the chef to make the dishes she liked to eat in order to entertain her, but he also ordered various roses and decorated the villa in a very romantic and beautiful way.

As a result, when Zhou Xiru took Xu Zhizhi, Gu Nansheng had an impulse when he saw Xu Zhizhi, and tonight he would blacken his cell phone and teach him a lesson.

Of course, no matter what, the three of them had a good time having dinner.

Xu Zhizhi did not do anything that was a brain-dead person and was polite. He visited Gu Nansheng's game room and was deeply moved by his many computers. He even modestly asked him how to play games?

Because generally, in the game, he either spends money or is robbed.

The painting by Gu Nansheng was indeed a copy of the Qing Dynasty. However, the person who copied this painting should be a master, or a person that Emperor Qianlong values, and there were appraisal seals and inscriptions on it, which naturally made many people unable to make accurate identification of this painting.

"Gu Nansheng, you have to know that this painting was painted by Tang Yin in Jinshan Temple. The original collector was the old monk of Jinshan Temple." Zhou Xiru smiled and said, "Don't look at Jinshan Temple, not like Lingyin Temple, Daming Temple and other famous people, they are also thousands of years old temples."

Gu Nansheng thought for a while and asked, "Did Fahai and Bai Natherma?"

"If you have to follow the legend, there is a legend that is more famous than Fahai and Bai Nather." Zhou Xiru smiled while eating melon seeds.

"No way?" Xu Zhizhi said in surprise.

When talking about Jinshan Temple, he searched for relevant information directly on his mobile phone. The screen was filled with stories about White Snake, Xu Xian and Fahai. Even a person who has been abroad for many years has heard of the story of White Snake and Xu Xian Si Simon, which is comparable to the Chinese ghost story in the story of "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".

"Yes, but probably there is no love, so many people ignore him." Zhou Xiru said with a smile.

"Who?" Xu Zhizhi grabbed a handful of melon seeds and prepared for the story.

"Jiang Liuer." Zhou Xiru smiled and said, "Xu Zhizhi, do you know who this person is?"

Xu Zhizhi instinctively wanted to pick up his phone and check it out.

Zhou Xiru smiled and held his hand down and said, "I can't think of it. I'll treat you to the late night snack later."

Xu Zhizhi was dejected, Jiang Liuer... He had never heard of this name.

Gu Nansheng also thought that he had heard of this name in a daze, but he had heard it somewhere and he had no impression of it.

"Aru, let's talk about it?" Gu Nansheng said.

"In Wu Chengen's "Journey to the West", Tang Monk became a monk at Jinshan Temple. His early name was Jiang Liuer. At that time, Jinshan Temple was alone overseas." Zhou Xiru said, "Going from the Xijin Ferry..."

"But this is a legend after all, and it is not verified. Tang Xuanzang finally died in Dacien Temple."

"So, when Jinshan Temple got this painting, it was naturally inevitable that the old monk's ink treasures or seals were left on it. If there was no, then when Emperor Qianlong offered to buy this painting 10,000 taels of gold, Jinshan Temple would definitely leave a seal on the painting as a certificate." Zhou Xiru smiled and said, "Your painting only has the seal of Emperor Qianlong, the seal of the Qing Palace, and the seal of several folk collectors. There is no seal of the Jinshan Temple, nor the seal of Wang Jingwei, and it must be a copy of the Qing Palace."

Gu Nansheng patted his head and asked, "What does this have to do with Wang Jingwei?"

"Because this painting was given to Wang Jingwei by Empress Dowager Ci'an." Zhou Xiru smiled and said, "There is a clear record in the Qing Palace. This is a modern matter. In addition, Wang Jingwei's wife Chen Bijun likes to draw. This painting is in her hands, and she will definitely leave her collection certificate."

Gu Nansheng asked in surprise: "Why is it not Cixi, who is Ci'an?"

Zhou Xiru looked at him blankly, and for a while, she said, "Gu Nansheng, how did you go to college?"

"Of course I passed the exam!" Gu Nansheng expressed his pride in this regard. He has been a science genius since he was a child.

Xu Zhizhi was searching for everything about Empress Dowager Ci'an and asked, "Aru, Ci'an is Cixi's sister?"

"Don't you know that Cixi also has another name called Queen Mother Citizen?" Zhou Xiru said, "Since she is called Queen Mother Citizen, it naturally means that Queen Mother Citizens also has Queen Mother."

"Ci'an has a higher position than Cixi, so she is the Queen Mother of Dong. However, Cixi is the biological mother of Emperor Tongzhi, and she is the legitimate mother. What do you think?" Zhou Xiru shook her head and handed the pistachio to Xu Zhizhi, asking him to help peel it.

Xu Zhizhi asked while peeling the pistachio, "I say on TV that Empress Dowager Cixi is cruel and ruthless, can she tolerate her?"

"There are also legends that Ci'an was poisoned by Cixi, but no one knows what the specific thing is." Zhou Xiru said with a smile, "I still can't understand the relationship between the Wang family and the Song family during the Republic of China. Both sides were fighting hard on the surface, but there were transactions behind their backs. As expected, they were all businessmen, and interests were paramount."

Gu Nansheng asked, "In other words, is my painting fake?"

"If you say it is fake, it is indeed fake. After all, it was not painted by Tang Bohu, but a court painter in the Qing Dynasty." Zhou Xiru smiled, "But this painting also has high artistic appreciation value, and it is also recognized by Emperor Qianlong, so please keep it."

In the evening, the three of them went out for a midnight snack again, and Zhou Xiru and Xu Zhizhi went back.

Three days later, Zhou Xiru and Xu Zhizhi went to Jinling to prepare for the set of Huanghuali wooden ring chairs from the Ming Dynasty. In addition, there was a Boshan stove from the Ming Dynasty.

Zhou Xiru also hired a flower maker and was about to move the flower trees over as he watched them.

However, when she and Xu Zhizhi arrived in Jinling, they found that there were white banners hanging on the Wang family’s old house.

Seeing them, Chen Shenghai greeted them.

"Miss Zhou, my aunt is gone..." Chen Shenghai's face turned pale and felt a strong sense of fatigue.

"What's going on?" Zhou Xiru said, but she recalled it in her heart. Wang Ying - she didn't leave back then, how could she leave now?

People leave their hometown and are humble!

After wasting her whole life, how could she be willing to leave in her later years?

After selling the "Golden Mountain Scenery Picture" and Yinglong Jade Pendant to her, she happened to meet the Song family bringing their vouchers. So, she had no worries in this world!

Chen Shenghai greeted them in, but still sat down in Wang Ying's room before her death, and said, "That day, after you left, my aunt looked so in good spirits, so she wrote a letter saying it was for you."

As he said, he took out an old-fashioned envelope and handed it to Zhou Xiru, saying, "You can take away the things today."

Zhou Xiru opened the envelope and found that it was the property deed of the old house and some other certificates. She remembered that when she talked with Wang Ying, everything in the house was her owned by her except herself.

Now that Wang Ying is dead, she is actually the owner of this old house.

However, this is a real estate deed from the Republic of China, and it is not counted.

In addition, Wang Ying left her only four words: "Those who steal the country will be punished!"
Chapter completed!