Zhu Xiaomeng secretly observed Jessica's expression, but she knew how to grasp the balance very well, and knew that it was too much, so she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things." ”

"It seems that Jessica, you have a lot of research on ancient Chinese paintings, and I still have a few paintings from the Ming Dynasty here, I wonder if you are interested in appreciating them?"

Through what happened just now, she has already seen that Jessica actually knows a little bit about ancient Chinese paintings, and she only knows a little about it.

And what he said was basically something big and generalized, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an endorsement, and it could be said that he "had nothing to say".

In fact, the two paintings on the table were copied by Zhu Xiaomeng herself, and the Ming Dynasty court painter in her mouth was naturally herself.

But Jessica didn't see anything wrong at all, which proves that he only knows a lot of knowledge about ancient Chinese calligraphy and painting, but he doesn't have the ability to identify the authenticity of ancient Chinese calligraphy and painting.

This is exactly a full pot of water that does not sound, half a pot of water clanging, and I don't know how to pretend to understand, after all, it is a rice bucket.

And he preconceived that she was a descendant of the royal family, and the things in her hands were naturally genuine, so her next plan could be carried out boldly with confidence.

Zhu Xiaomeng pulled out a few scrolls from the bookshelf and handed one of them to Jessica.

Jessica happily took it, unfolded it, and saw that the picture scroll depicted was a group of celebrities and gentlemen gathering in Hangzhou's West Lake, the brushwork was skillful, the characters were depicted with nail heads and rat tails, concise and clear, and the mutual configuration of the characters and the surrounding natural scenery was very rhythmic.

"Oh my God, this is a painting by the famous painter Dai Jin of the Ming Dynasty, this is the "Nanping Yaji Map", I have seen it in the Palace Museum in Beijing, China, why is it in your hands?

Looking at Jessica's startled expression, Zhu Xiaomeng was secretly amused in her heart, that's right, this painting was naturally copied by her.

But Jessica can't tell the difference between the original and the copy at all, but in the appearance of this expert, which makes Zhu Xiaomeng amused, are men so swollen and fat in front of women?

"Hehe, this is indeed Dai Jin's "Nanping Yaji Map", the one in the Palace Museum, which was only copied by a painter in the early Qing Dynasty. ”

"When the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, he inadvertently got the seal of Dai Jin, so others thought it was genuine, but in fact, the painting was the same as the painting on the table, it was just empty. ”

After listening to Zhu Xiaomeng's explanation, Jessica exclaimed, "The value of this painting is already equivalent to Su Dongpo's "Ink and Bamboo Picture". ”

After speaking, he glanced at the other scrolls in Zhu Xiaomeng's hand, and seeing his impatient appearance, Zhu Xiaomeng smiled and put all the paintings in his hand on the desk next to the bookshelf, allowing Jessica to watch them at will.

Jessica opened the scrolls one by one, and exclaimed one after another, "Oh my God...... Oh, God......"

These paintings are mainly from the Ming Dynasty or before the Ming Dynasty, and most of them are legendary masterpieces that have been lost.

After a long time, Jessica reluctantly withdrew her gaze and said, "I can't believe it, I suspect I'm dreaming, aren't these all lost? Why are they in your hands?"

Zhu Xiaomeng was silent for a moment, Jessica looked at her quietly, and did not urge her, after a long time, Zhu Xiaomeng sighed softly, "The identity of our brother and sister, you probably guessed a little, right?"

Jessica hesitated for a moment, then nodded quickly, and said, "Yes, I think you are probably the descendants of the royal family, it should be the Ming Dynasty, right?

Hearing Jessica say this, Zhu Xiaomeng's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "So our identity cannot be known to outsiders." ”

"If it weren't for some accident this time, my brother and I would never have left our hometown, and I hope you will keep this matter a secret. ”

"I think if it weren't for someone like you, who knows Chinese culture well, it would be absolutely impossible to guess the identity of our brother and sister, and we brother and sister don't want our identity to be exposed. ”

Zhu Xiaomeng paused, then looked at Jessica, and said with sincerity, "I think Jessica is a trustworthy friend, so I told you the truth, and I hope you can keep it secret for us." ”

Jessica nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, I won't let down the trust you put in me." ”

Jessica was thrilled to think that he had befriended such a mysterious royal descendant and had such trust from them, "Is there anything you need my help with? ”

Zhu Xiaomeng just shook his head lightly, and said gratefully, "Not for the time being, if there is really a need, I will open my mouth to ask for your help." ”

When Jessica was about to say something more, she saw a trace of exhaustion on Zhu Xiaomeng's face, her heart ached, and she said apologetically, "I've been disturbing for too long, Xiaomeng, you better rest and rest! ”

"Well, go slowly, you're welcome to come and visit at any time. ”

"It's a great honor. ”

......

From the gap in the curtain, Zhang Chengkun saw Jessica happily walking in the direction of home, walking, and jumping up and waving his fist, a middle-aged uncle in his forties, jumping like a child.

He walked back to the study and asked puzzledly, "Xiaoqian, why didn't you just climb up the pole and ask him to borrow the "Ink Bamboo Map"? ”

In front of Jessica, she is Zhu Xiaomeng, but in front of her own people, she is naturally the mercenary and chef of the Hanmang Corps, Lin Jiaxiaoqian.

"Lao Zhang, don't be in a hurry in everything, after all, "Ink and Bamboo Drawing" belongs to the British Museum, not Jessica's, if he is too purposeful, I am afraid that he will be suspicious, and when he leaves, he will not be so happy. ”

Ouyang Fei and Yuan Fang walked into the room, and just heard Zhang Chengkun's question, so they explained casually.

Zhang Chengkun said depressedly, "When will it take to wait until then? I have to hold it here every day, and I have to enter the pretending mode as soon as I go out or have outsiders present, I'm really tired, Nima, and let me call you son, I'm so awkward that I want to vomit blood, and I don't dare to show a little flaw." ”

Ouyang Fei grinned, and finally shrugged helplessly, and said, "So you are only suitable for the task of fighting, and in the future, you should participate less in this kind of task that requires pretense and patience!"

Zhang Chengkun nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That's right. ”

Yuan Fang patted Zhang Chengkun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Boy, do you think you don't need to use your brain to fight? If you don't use your brain on the battlefield, you will die faster." ”

"Hey, I'm an assaulter, I just need to rush forward, and smart people can do what I use my brain. Zhang Chengkun spread his hands and said with an innocent face.

“......”

The three of them shook their heads speechlessly, and Lin Qian said helplessly, "Don't worry, Brother Kun, you don't need me to speak, Jessica will definitely show me the "Ink Bamboo Map" by herself in the next few days, and then it will be time for us to do it." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait and see!"