"If you want to learn, I will teach you after the embroidery workshop opens." Princess Jin said when she saw Cuilan looking at her with admiration.
"Thank you, Princess." Cuilan said immediately with great joy.
Cuilan changed Ruanruan into the clothes made by Princess Jin. Ruanruan looked like an ancient person in this dress.
Ruanruan said excitedly: "Ruanruan, it depends on yourself."
Cuilan brought her a bronze mirror. She stared at her blurry reflection in the mirror. She could only see the red dot on her forehead and her chubby cheeks.
Ruanruan frowned and returned the mirror to Cuilan. "Forget it, I won't look at it anymore. This mirror is too blurry."
"Ruanruan, bring two clear and bright mirrors tomorrow."
"Then you can throw away these two mirrors."
Uncle Jin Wang’s place is too backward.
The mirror is yellow and unclear.
"Ruanruan, it's getting dark, you should go home!" Zhao Yong said loudly in the side room.
"I'm here. Thank you, Princess Beauty, for your clothes and Sister Cuilan for doing my hair. Ruanruan is going back now. Come back tomorrow."
Ruanruan got down from the couch, picked up the vase, put on her shoes and walked out quickly.
The Zhao Chengqian brothers were already waiting for her at the door.
"Ruanruan, you look great in this outfit!" Zhao Yong came closer to Ruanruan.
The little fairy is so cute.
Zhao Chengqian grabbed Ruanruan's hand and said, "Ruanruan, hurry up and leave, otherwise your uncle will be worried."
"Yeah, Zhao Xiaoyong, bye!"
Zhao Yong saw them running away and immediately chased after them, "I'll see you off too."
Ruanruan went back through the vase and found that she was not in the warehouse, but in an unfamiliar room that looked like a private room, with the vase placed on the sofa.
She quietly pushed open the door of the room, walked forward, and saw only the door of a room.
Ruan Jingye was talking to a man in a suit and Ruanruan quickened his pace.
The man in the suit said, "I'll give you three hundred million, okay? Sell me your painting."
"Sorry, I won't buy it either." Ruan Jingye turned around and was about to leave.
The man seemed to be very eager to buy what Ruan Jingye was holding, and he advised, "Little brother, even if you put this painting up for auction, it might not fetch this price."
Ruan Jingye shook his head. He took the painting from the big box that Prince Jin gave to Ruanruan.
His intuition told him that this thing was definitely not worth the price!
"Uncle!"
As soon as the soft voice sounded, Ruan Jingye immediately raised his eyes and saw his precious niece walking towards him dressed like a boy holding fortune.
I almost didn't recognize him at first.
"Hehe! What's wrong with my uncle?" Ruan Ruan said with a smile when she saw Ruan Jingye was stunned.
"Your outfit is really nice, it looks good." Ruan Jingye leaned over and pinched her little chubby face, then bent down to hug her.
The person behind him shouted, "Director Ruan, my teachers are here to see your painting."
Ruan Jingye stood up and looked back at Jiang Qi who was walking towards him.
"You haven't sold this painting yet, right?" Jiang Qi glanced at the man in a suit next to him.
Ruan Jingye shook his head and pulled Ruanruan and Jiang Qi into another private room.
"Director Ruan, the box of things you gave me are all old items. I can just auction them off directly, but this painting is a little different. I just took a picture of it and showed it to my teacher, who is coming here with a group of senior experts."
"Please wait here with the children for a while, they will be here soon." Jiang Qi had tea, two fruit plates and small cakes served.
Ruanruan put the vase on the sofa and ate the small cake slowly, bite by bite.
"Click" the door opened from the outside. Leading the group was an old man with gray hair on his temples, followed by several middle-aged and elderly men wearing glasses.
"Teacher, you are here." Jiang Qi immediately stood up and invited them in.
"Xiao Qi, Jing Ye, this is Mr. Song." Professor Lu introduced.
After a few polite words, Ruan Jingye took out the calligraphy and painting in his hand, placed it on the table, and slowly opened it.
Mr. Song and the people around him each held a magnifying glass in their hands, carefully observing every detail on the calligraphy and painting.
"It's this one, exactly this one!" Old Song suddenly opened his eyes wide, waved his trembling hands, and shouted.
"This is 'Late Autumn' written by Jiang Chengen of Yan State over three thousand years ago."
"Look at the poem above, the painting beside it, and the materials used for the painting. They are only available from that era. The seals on them have remained so intact for such a long time. It must have taken a lot of effort."
"I thought this painting was lost, but I didn't expect that not only was it not lost, but it has been preserved intact!"
Professor Lu said with a look of astonishment, "I remember that over a thousand years ago, although we got the original copy of Wang Xi's calligraphy, it was severely damaged. It took us a long time to fully restore it!"
"Yes, that took us a full year and a half!"
"That calligraphy is still on display in the National Museum," said the person next to him.
Ruan Jingye watched them all in shock for a long time, not knowing what they were mumbling about. He couldn't help but ask, "So, how much is this painting worth?"
"The value of this painting is inestimable. It is already a national treasure." General Song put the magnifying glass in his chest pocket and said to Ruan Jingye.
"It is not only an antique, but also represents the progress of calligraphy and poetry in our country. Moreover, no matter which dynasty it is placed in more than 3,000 years later, it will be of great collection value."
"Jiang Chengen's calligraphy and painting style were very famous in their dynasty. Even in later generations, all educated people knew about the famous poet, painter and calligrapher Jiang Chengen of the State of Yan."
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