Chapter 510 Side Story: A Dream, A Lifetime (Part 3)
To the regret of Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen.
He visited all the ancient temples in the Greater Chongqing area, and with his impressive status as a member of the Duke of Dingguo's family, he met with all the abbots.
They still had no clue how to get back.
This made Shangguan Jin realize something.
Not all monks are like Master Xingyun. There is a reason why Master Xingyun is called the person with the greatest affinity for Buddhism in Chongqing.
After donating a large sum of money to the ancient temples, the couple finally returned home.
"Looks like there's no hope!"
"So many masters couldn't see that we had a problem." Shangguan Jin said dejectedly.
Shen Huaichen was also not in a good mood.
I wonder if it's because of Shangguan Jin's influence, but he seems to be quite homesick lately.
He can be considered successful in his career, having built his own empire.
There are still family businesses waiting for me to inherit!
What will happen to my assets if I can't go back?
What should we do with my parents' businesses? Should we donate them or let others benefit from them?
Or perhaps my parents are planning to create another alt account...
The more Shen Huaichen thought about it, the more frustrated he felt.
After working so hard for so long, should I just let someone else benefit from it in the end?
Life here is good, but... that place is also mine.
However, in front of Shangguan Jin, Shen Huaichen was still able to regulate his emotions well.
"Perhaps they noticed but didn't dare to say anything."
"After all, this is a matter of life and death," Shen Huaichen comforted him.
Shangguan Jin thought about it and felt it was very likely!
If they speak carelessly, and say something wrong, they're definitely afraid of the wrath of the most prestigious family in Dayu!
So what if you are the abbot of an ancient temple? Aren't you still spreading Buddhism on the land of Chongqing?
When you're under someone's roof, you still have to learn to bow your head.
"What can we do then? The only one who could speak the truth, Master Xingyun, has long since passed away."
If I had known this day would come, I would have asked Master Xingyun this question the last time I saw him.
"The situation was urgent, and you weren't there, so I forgot to ask." Shangguan Jin began to regret it.
Shen Huaichen, however, did not think that the awesome Master Xingyun could say anything.
Didn't Shangguan Jin say that?
The founding empress that Master Xingyun mentioned must have also traveled from another time, and was even on good terms with Master Xingyun.
If Master Xingyun had truly been able to let go of everything, he wouldn't have asked Shangguan Jin that question later.
Is your place really that good?
Of course it will be great! At least everything will be convenient, and you can know what's happening all over the world without leaving home.
Of course, there are also downsides...
For example, the air quality is poor, the pollution is too severe...
Shen Huaichen had given up hope of finding his way back through those so-called abbots.
Years of professional experience, and his years of undercover work in the border city of Chongqing, told Shen Huaichen.
Relying on others is really not as good as relying on yourself!
After all, they didn't rely on anyone else when they came here...
Shen Huaichen seemed to have suddenly thought of something.
He gently tugged at Shangguan Jin, who was lost in thought.
“Let’s go through this together. What triggered our arrival here? Do you remember?” Shen Huaichen asked.
Shangguan Jin was stunned, and the scene from when she first came here immediately flashed through her mind.
The big boss of the client gave himself and Shen Huaichen each an ancient painting.
She went back to her room and turned on the door... and then lost consciousness!
By the time I regained consciousness, we were already here!
“That…that painting!” Shangguan Jin almost jumped up.
Shen Huaichen nodded. "Not bad. It's really impressive that Miss Shangguan can still remember that painting after all these years."
"Yes! Actually, it's not one painting, but two paintings!"
The painting in your hand, the painting in mine—perhaps those two paintings are the key to our return.
But the problem now is that we don't know who the artist is.
"Who painted those two pictures!" Shen Huaichen said seriously.
Shangguan Jin's thoughts became clearer. Yes, as long as they found those two paintings, they might be able to go back.
But who painted those two paintings?
People from the manor?
No, among the children, only Shen Qingyue is good at drawing, but those two paintings are clearly different from Shen Qingyue's style.
Shangguan Jin's heart suddenly stirred.
"Shen Huaichen, do you think it's possible that this is true?"
After we left, the children, missing us, commissioned an artist to paint our portraits.
The children will only remember us at our best, so those two paintings came about.
Later, for some reason, those two paintings were passed down.
And then, it ended up in our hands again.
"Once it's in our hands, you'll know what happens," Shangguan Jin said excitedly to Shen Huaichen.
After listening to what Shangguan Jin said, Shen Huaichen also felt that it was becoming more and more likely.
Yes! That must be it.
Those who could be invited to paint by the Duke of Dingguo's mansion must be masters! Otherwise, they wouldn't even be allowed to enter the gates of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.
So all we need to do now is have that master paint the picture for us in advance, don't you think?" Shen Huaichen also became excited.
Shangguan Jin nodded repeatedly, "That's exactly right."
So, once they returned to Beijing, all they had to do was get the master painter to finish the painting ahead of time...
Having made up their minds, the two immediately set off for the capital.
After returning to the capital, he first accepted the warm greetings from his younger relatives and enjoyed a family reunion dinner.
After the family reunion dinner, Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen began to make demands.
"We're both getting old, and we might leave you one day."
I really hate to leave the children!
I think you'll miss us too!
So I was thinking, why don't we find an artist to paint a picture for each of us, including your mother?
That way, when you miss us, you can take out the painting and look at it, as if we were still with you.
Everyone was originally having a good time...
What's going on with these two old folks? Why are they suddenly talking about these things?
"Father, have you been feeling unwell lately?" Shen Qingjun asked quickly.
Shen Huaichen...
What's wrong with them? They just wanted someone to paint a couple of pictures...
"Don't overthink it! Your mother and I just want to find an artist to paint a couple of pictures."
You take charge of arranging this.
Faced with his son, the prime minister, Shen Huaichen issued the highest directive without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Shen glanced at his parents' expressions.
Her complexion was rosy and radiant, better than that of her brothers...
"Yes! I'll arrange it tomorrow!"
......
Shen Qingjun first went to the art gallery and found some well-known painters to come over.
But when asked what kind of painting they wanted, the elderly couple didn't know what to say...
The two discussed it and both felt that they shouldn't try too hard to make everyone draw it in a certain way.
Otherwise, the drawing definitely won't work...
So, the two of them thought about it and came up with an idea.
"I want the artist to paint the moment when I feel happiest and most carefree!" Shangguan Jin said.
The painting she received depicted her when she was very young, leaning against a railing and looking at flowers.
That was probably when she had just married into the Duke's mansion, and the two were deeply in love...
Shen Huaichen also thought of the painting he had received.
On a warhorse, spear in hand, the horse leaps forward, he exudes confidence and triumph...
“I want the artist to paint my most heroic moment,” Shen Huaichen hurriedly added.
Upon hearing this, the artists immediately went back to brainstorm ideas.
Soon, the artists submitted their masterpieces.
Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen were speechless when they saw the painting.
The painter depicted Shangguan Jin, now over fifty, dressed in the robes of an imperial consort, seated regally in a high hall. Below her, her juniors were all dressed in imperial consort attire and official robes...
The artist believes this is the highlight of Shangguan Jin's life.
The one given to Shen Huaichen depicted him in full military uniform, leading his soldiers in a valiant fight against a formidable enemy...
Both paintings are very well done.
Not only is it lifelike, but it also makes the viewer feel as if they are there...
The painting is good, but it's not the kind of painting Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen wanted...
After reluctantly paying the artist's fee, the two of them didn't look very happy.
The prime minister's son quickly noticed that his parents were in a bad mood.
It's okay. There are so many artists in Chongqing. If these few artists aren't good enough, there are other artists!
Soon, all the painters in the Great Yu region knew that the Prime Minister of the court had offered a large sum of money for a painting.
Even Emperor Xiaowu in the palace heard that his aunt and uncle wanted to leave two paintings for their descendants.
Without saying a word, he ordered those old fellows from the palace's painting and calligraphy gallery to personally paint portraits of his aunt and uncle...
Throughout the year, painters frequently visited the Duke of Dingguo's residence.
One masterpiece after another was delivered to Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen.
Both paintings were excellent, but the two men grew increasingly silent...
“Shen Huaichen, do you think almost all the painters from Da Yu have come?”
"Those who wanted money and those who didn't all painted for us, so why haven't the two paintings we were supposed to see appeared yet?" Shangguan Jin asked.
Shen Huaichen was also frustrated!
After thinking for a while, he still comforted Shangguan Jin.
"Perhaps... he hasn't been born yet!"
"It's alright, they're all somewhat famous now. At worst, we can cast a wide net; those who aren't famous can also come and get their paintings..."
Shangguan Jin...
Okay, let's try anything, even if it's a long shot!
......
In the small courtyard behind the Duke of Dingguo's mansion.
Dongmai and Aunt Xin were looking at the latest trendy patterns.
"This looks nice; it would be perfect as a purse."
I think it's just so-so!
"Hey, Dongmai, are painters still sending paintings over?" Aunt Xin suddenly asked.
Winter wheat nodded.
"Yes! It's just that Miss is never satisfied! Every time she gets a painting, she just sighs," Dongmai said.
Aunt Xin also sighed.
“Hey! Yunniang, don’t you also know how to paint? How about you paint a picture for Miss and the Duke?” Dongmai suddenly said.
Aunt Xin shook her head vigorously, like a rattle-drum.
“What level am I at? Even the court painters couldn’t satisfy you, Madam. How could my skill be worthy of your attention?” Aunt Xin refused.
Winter wheat continued to sigh.
"It's a pity I can't draw, otherwise I would have drawn a picture for you, Miss, just to keep it as a memento."
What if I'm the first one to leave us someday?
Aunt Xin didn't speak, but she was lost in thought for a while...
After returning to her room, Aunt Xin took out her treasured painting tools.
The scene of her first meeting with the lady immediately flashed into her mind.
It was on the day of the Flower Festival, the first time she went to pay her respects to the lady, who was leaning against the railing looking at the flowers in the courtyard.
At the time, I was thinking, "What a beautiful lady..."
And the Duke...
The Duke I remembered was a great general who dared to stand before the enemy with a long spear, not this old geezer now...
Aunt Xin quickly began to draw according to her own thoughts.
Dongmai is right, leave yourself something to remember the day...
......
Many years later, after receiving the plaque bestowed by the imperial family, the two were so happy that they had it carried to see Shangguan Jin.
Aunt Xin was also happy to bring over the paintings she had been creating for many years.
She had a feeling that she should give it to the madam, otherwise she would never have another chance...
When Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen received the two paintings, even the slow-witted Aunt Xin could see that the madam's voice trembled and there were tears in her eyes...
......
In a high-end hotel room in Shanghai in the 21st century.
Shangguan Jin slowly woke up after a short nap.
She looked at the dim yellow light in the room and the modern furniture, and immediately sat up.
Then I looked at my pajamas and the painting beside me...
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" The doorbell suddenly rang.
Shangguan Jin quickly put on a coat and went to open the door.
Standing outside the door was the very person who had picked his peach.
"Shen Huaichen!" Shangguan Jin called out subconsciously.
Shen Huaichen smiled slightly, “Miss Shangguan, my name is now Du Huaicheng! However, you may call me Shen Huaichen if you wish.”
"After all, we've been calling it that for decades, we must be used to it by now, right?"
Shangguan Jin... As expected, that guy is back too!
"Miss Shangguan, would you like to go to the coffee shop downstairs for some coffee when you have time?" Shen Huaichen asked.
Shangguan Jin chuckled and was about to say that she was too busy.
"I have a merger and acquisition deal in hand, the target amount is 3 billion. If Miss Shangguan is interested, how about we do it together?"
"How about you pick my peaches this time?" Shen Huaichen quickly threw out a bait that Shangguan Jin couldn't refuse.
Seeing the eager look in Shen Huaichen's eyes, Shangguan Jin snorted.
"Okay! Wait for me outside! I'll change my clothes!" Shangguan Jin then closed the door.
Shen Huaichen was in a good mood and waited outside.
Today is a good day!
The story of Shangguan Jin and Shen Huaichen is just beginning...
This time it won't be just a dream...
The End!
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