【2】The Rich Second Generation Is Forced to Start All Over Again

Chapter 231 Subtlety

The shopkeeper took the hint from Uncle Chengping and several uncles, and hurriedly went over to invite Sun Daoqing out, but Sun Daoqing stood in front of the calligraphy and painting and refused to leave.

"Shopkeeper Mi, help me move a chair quickly!" He wanted to stand on the chair and look carefully!

The shopkeeper thought to himself, I need to move a chair! Mr. Sun, if you don't leave, some grumpy old man might kick you out with a chair.

The shopkeeper quickly pulled him away: "You can come and see me some other time, come some other time!"

"No, no, no! I must watch it today!"

"Then you come in the afternoon!"

"Why? Since I've seen it, how could I miss it?!" Sun Daoqing pulled the shopkeeper's sleeve excitedly: "There are only three pieces of Xuan Tao's calligraphy left in the world, and even imitations are extremely rare. Look at this sharp stroke, look at his character! It’s the most authentic one I’ve ever seen!”

Wu Zhaohou stood aside for fear that this crazy boy would damage his precious painting. When he heard this, he said angrily: "What do you mean it looks like an authentic painting! This is an authentic painting!"

"Hey! Is this Xuan Tao's Jiu Si Poems? It looks like it!" Suddenly, a clear, young, even childish voice came from outside the door.

Wu Zhaohou was angry: "This is the authentic work! My great-grandfather spent three thousand taels of silver to collect it from Xuantao's hometown!"

The young man said: "Impossible. My grandfather said that the one in my family is the authentic one."

Wu Zhaohou: "Little brat, your grandpa..."

Hearing that he couldn't help but want to start a fight with the young man and even insult the other's grandfather, Uncle Chengping and other uncles on the side quickly stopped him and said, "Shut up!"

"This is His Majesty the Imperial Grandson!" Uncle Chengping lowered his voice very low and whispered into his ear.

Seeing that he was not convinced, Jiang Zhuo was still arguing with him: "My grandfather never lies!"

Wu Zhaohou took a closer look at his facial features and appearance...

He suddenly fell to his knees.

Jiang Zhuo was startled, "What's wrong with him?"

Lu Xu stepped in and helped the person up: "I'm hungry! My legs are weak from talking for a long time! Come on, let's sit down and eat and talk!"

He turned around and whispered: "Master Marquis, Your Highness left the palace incognito! Incognito! You can't kneel!!"

Wu Zhaohou wiped his sweat, grabbed Uncle Taiping's arm and stood up. He hadn't seen the emperor's grandson for more than half a year, why did he grow so tall!

He was scared to death. Thanks to Uncle Taiping's timely intervention, otherwise he would have scolded Emperor Hong'an. Thinking of Emperor Hong'an, Wu Zhaohou couldn't help but shiver.

When everyone recognized Jiang Zhuo's identity, they were all a little cautious, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while. Only Sun Daoqing didn't know, and saw that Jiang Zhuo also recognized the painting, and even chatted with Jiang Zhuo.

"I'll just say it's an imitation! Look, little brother, Jiusi's poems and poems were written by Xuan Tao in his prime. His style of writing was just beginning to develop. Although it's not as elegant and free as in his later years, it's powerful and powerful and can be seen through the back of the paper. Look at the word 'sad', Although they appear to be the same, it is a bit weak to distinguish them carefully.”