In front of the barrier, Chu Qianli stared at the painting eagerly, with no intention of leaving.
Seeing this, Tan Muxing sighed and began to search tirelessly, intending to find out how much other works of the painter sold for. The price of art is related to the fame and era of the painter. This painting is from the 18th century, and the painter is Lyle Gadbury.
Tan Muxing searched on her phone and sighed: "Luckily we didn't go to the Forbidden City."
Chu Qianli: "What?"
Tan Muxing: "If you want something in the Forbidden City, you can only do so by going to jail."
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Chu Qianli approached Tan Muxing and leaned over to look at his screen, supervising him as he completed the information collection.
Tan Muxing said helplessly: "There is no information about this painter. The only information on the Internet is the introduction of the museum's exhibits. I can't find what Lyle Gadbury has painted before."
"It should be a pseudonym." Chu Qianli thought for a moment, "The painter probably doesn't dare to use his real name."
"Why?"
"Because in the past, people who practiced astrology and tarot were considered heretics. It is said that the Bible explicitly prohibits astrology and other activities, so some astrologers were guilty if they were caught." Chu Qianli laughed, "This is a crime of idolatry."
"The ancient astrology school also has a book called "Christian Astrology", but the content has nothing to do with Christianity. The whole book talks about classical astrological techniques. This book feels like a name that was censored in that era."
Tan Muxing was confused: "I thought studying metaphysics and believing in God were the same thing."
"God will be furious if he hears this!" Chu Qianli said in shock, "But the Christian God shouldn't be able to control you. Fortunately, Marx doesn't care whether I do astrology or not."
Tan Muxing couldn't find the artist's information, so he didn't know the price of the painting and could only ask the museum staff.
He learned the name of the organization that was holding the exhibition, searched online, and said in embarrassment: "I think it's a bit difficult for you to get this painting."
“Is it expensive?”
Seeing her disappointed, Tan Muxing could only explain: "It's mainly because it's a private collection, and the owner isn't really short of money. I don't think it's likely to be sold. You've even met their family before."
Tan Muxing understands the mentality of a big family very well. If someone comes to buy their antiques, the family members will not sell them. It is not a matter of money, but because they feel that there is no point in doing this.
On campus, the student union's activity room was no longer crowded with people, only the officers were still working in the room.
Normally, He Shichen and Qi Yan would count the data at noon, but today two more students came to visit.
While He Shichen was binding the materials, he said expressionlessly, "Tan Muxing, why is it that when you and her go to the art museum, it feels like shopping in a supermarket?"
Facing He Shichen's death gaze, Tan Muxing lowered his head awkwardly, not daring to say a word.
He Shichen is now completely convinced. The first time Chu Qianli went to negotiate with Muxing's house, he came back clamoring to buy a scenic spot compound. Later, he moved a golden sundial back home. Now, every time he goes to the art museum, he wants to buy a unique work of art.
He just couldn't understand how things were going to develop? When raising a child, do you just give him whatever he wants?
On the other side, Chu Qianli sat next to Qi Yan. She began to pretend to wipe away tears and sobbed, "After I saw the exhibition, I thought the painting was so beautiful. Even a village kid like me could feel the charm of art. I feel that I am really not good at aesthetics, so I hope to be influenced by art every day. Maybe I can make progress..."
This was the first time Qi Yan faced Chu Qianli like this. She had to know that she usually avoided him. She hurriedly comforted him, "Don't cry."
He Shichen and Tan Muxing were moving data. They stacked boxes of documents and placed them neatly in the corner.
He Shichen was holding the information. He happened to pass by the two of them and said calmly, "She didn't cry. You'll know if you look closely. Once you agree to buy it for her, her expression will change again."
Qi Yan: “?”
Chu Qianli rubbed her eyes. She was a little afraid of Qi Yan, but now even the way she addressed him changed. She said softly, "I don't need you to buy it for me. I just need you to agree to sell it to me, and then you can go to my brother to get the money..."
He Shichen: “???”
Tan Muxing was afraid that He Shichen would hit the child on the spot, so he tried to look away and quickly interrupted, "Well, well, this box seems a bit heavy."
Tan Muxing could actually move it, but he pretended to shake it with great effort, which really made He Shichen forget about chatting.
He Shichen walked over with a frown on his face. He wanted to take the box from Tan Muxing and asked in surprise, "Is this box heavy?"
The carton hit the ground with a loud thump, like a huge rock.
As soon as Tan Muxing let go, He Shichen couldn't catch it and the cardboard box fell into the plane.
The two looked at each other silently.
Tan Muxing couldn't help feeling embarrassed. She didn't expect that He Shichen really couldn't move it. This was a bit of a slap in the face to him.
Fortunately, He Shichen's mentality gradually improved. He did not get angry and said calmly, "It is indeed a bit heavy. Let's move it together."
"……good."
At the table, Qi Yan understood the whole story. She pushed her glasses and smiled warmly, "If I were in charge of this collection, I would definitely take it out and give it to you, but unfortunately it's not me."
Chu Qianli was surprised: "Isn't it yours?"
"It's our family's, but I'm not the one in charge, it's my uncle." Qi Yan blinked and thought, "But this is the first time you've asked me to do something, I can't let you down, I still have to think of some way."
Chu Qianli: "Is there any solution?"
Qi Yan suddenly suggested: "Why not make my uncle disappear and arrange a car accident or something, so there won't be any trouble."
Chu Qianli: “?”
Qi Yan smiled and said, "You don't have to show that expression. My uncle is not a good person either. I feel that what he did is enough to send him to jail, so it's okay for him to arrange a car accident."
Tan Muxing had already washed his hands and returned. He stretched out his hand to whisper in Chu Qianli's ear and said with a strange look, "Children should not listen to such words."
Chu Qianli suddenly realized that Qi Yan is the protagonist of a strong female protagonist, so having excellent relatives is a standard feature, otherwise there would be no face-slapping part.
Qi Yan is still a high school student. After graduation, she gradually took charge of the family and gradually separated the family from the relatives who were trying to seize power. She relied on her own strength to develop the group, while the relatives who had fought with her in the past left in disgrace or went bankrupt due to poor management after the division of the family.
The He family had very few descendants. Chu Qianli and He Shichen were just minor characters at first. Their environment was fundamentally different from Qi Yan's family. Neither He Zhenghe nor He Yuanyang would quarrel over money.
Chu Qianli was in distress. The time was wrong and the original heroine had not officially started the story yet.
Seeing her hanging her head in despair, Qi Yan consoled her, "Just kidding. Although my relationship with my uncle is not good, I can talk to Grandpa about this and ask him to give me the painting."
"But I have to wait until my grandfather's birthday to meet him, and I have to avoid my uncle, otherwise I will make a fuss and things will become even more troublesome."
Qi Yan couldn't ask for the Tarot painting directly, because her uncle would conclude that there was something wrong with the painting and would never hand it over easily. However, it didn't matter if Mr. Qi came forward, because Uncle Qi Yan couldn't go against his father's wishes.
Qi Yan agreed to take on the matter, but Chu Qianli was still worried.
In the class, Tan Muxing noticed that his deskmate was frowning, so he advised, "Qi Yan said she would help, so she should be quite reliable. You don't have to worry, right?"
Chu Qianli sighed: "As long as I haven't touched that deck of cards, I will definitely worry."
"You want it so badly?" Tan Muxing asked curiously, "I see you have no interest in those star map manuscripts."
"It was a different tarot deck. I couldn't touch it at the time because of the barrier, so I couldn't really confirm it, but something was definitely wrong. The painting might have recorded something that the astrologer wanted to pass on."
"Inheritance?"
"Yes, in this country, the art of divination is passed down through generations. Many advanced contents cannot be learned outside. You must find a master to guide you, just like many precious manuscripts are not passed on to outsiders." Chu Qianli curled her lips, "If I hadn't met my grandfather, I probably wouldn't have been able to learn Ziwei. It's no problem to get started, but to delve deeper you need someone to teach you."
Astrology is a bit like big data, and expanding the database is equally important. Without the countless cases and experiences accumulated by predecessors, it would be too slow for one person to study it from scratch.
Chu Qianli considers himself the best in the world, but there have also been amazing astrological geniuses in history. By collecting the materials left behind by these people, perhaps one can gain a deeper understanding.
Chu Qianli couldn't find any useful information before, but now that she has discovered the magic of Tarot painting, she naturally doesn't want to let it go.
After learning Zi Wei Dou Shu, she still didn't know how to solve the problem of early death, but she was inexplicably overwhelmed by the information in the Tarot paintings. Maybe she could figure out something new from it.
Chu Qianli was worried, so she just started to make a move, trying to get the result of the Tarot painting. Then she frowned and said, "As expected, if you want something, you have to rely on yourself."
Judging from the hexagram, Qi Yan was indeed very reliable. She had always been thinking about this matter, but unfortunately she did not talk about it when she celebrated Mr. Qi's birthday, so she had no chance to mention the tarot painting.
Chu Qianli was restless the whole time because she knew that she and Qi Yan had no karma. Even if Qi Yan promised to help get it, Chu Qianli would not take his things.
There is nothing free in this world, she knows this very well.
Chu Qianli thought about it for a while and finally made up his mind.
Two days later, Qi Yan faced Chu Qianli who had come to him on her own initiative and asked hesitantly, "Do you want to celebrate my grandfather's birthday?"
"Is it about the painting? You don't have to go there specially. I've always kept it in mind and will come to give it to you." Qi Yan said with a smile, "You always avoid me because you don't want to get involved in my family affairs. Then you should know that going to my house will cause trouble."
Qi Yan is looking for a master of metaphysics everywhere because Grandpa Qi is superstitious about this. She wants to gain the respect of her grandpa, so of course she has to find a way to please him.
Qi Yan is very good at judging people. Chu Qianli may look unreliable on the outside, but he knows what's going on in his mind.
Although He Shichen always prevented the two parties from meeting, if Chu Qianli really wanted to see her, there would always be a way, it was just that she didn't want to. She didn't like dealing with complicated wealthy families, and even told fortunes for her classmates at school, but she didn't respond to Qi Yan's words.
Qi Yan has read a lot of history books. These fortune tellers once served the emperor, but they would be killed by the emperor in the future. Chu Qianli is not as stupid as He Shichen said. She knows better than anyone who she should be with.
Qi Yan noticed Chu Qianli's abnormality. She was very quick-witted and asked suspiciously, "Could you have figured out that I didn't get the painting? I shouldn't be that incompetent, right?"
Chu Qianli needed Qi Yan to help her, so she didn't dare to expose the truth and slap him in the face. She smiled dryly and said, "How could it be? There is no such thing. Don't mention painting all the time. It makes you look so distant. No matter what, I won't urge you to paint every day."
"I just wanted to wish Grandpa Qi a happy birthday. Yes, I think the two families need to get to know each other. Maybe your grandpa can be considered my grandpa in the future!" Chu Qianli said, and sang a song, "Your grandpa, my grandpa, they seem to be the same..."
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