For three days in a row, Jessica wanted to visit Zhu's house, but she felt that she had too frequent contact with others, which was a little abrupt, and he would go to the maple forest every morning, just to "meet" Zhu Xiaomeng there, but she didn't go to the maple forest for a walk for three days.

This couldn't help but make Jessica worry, what was wrong with her, was she sick, or was there some other reason, why didn't she go for a walk in the maple grove?

After enduring it for three days, his patience finally reached the limit, and he went to Zhu's house, and when he arrived at the door of Zhu's house, he saw Zhu Mingjie's bodyguard walking back from outside, he remembered that Zhu Xiaomeng introduced him, and this bodyguard seemed to be called Zhang Chengkun.

Jessica was about to say hello, but at a glance she saw a crystal box in his hand, which he recognized, which was the box used by the British royal family to award knighthoods.

Jessica asked in surprise, "Mr. Zhang, are you the knight of our British Empire?"

Zhang Chengkun shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, this is my son-in-law's, someone called just now and asked me to go to the entrance of the village, and gave this to me, saying that I would like to thank my son-in-law for donating a sum of money to the British Museum." ”

Jessica was shocked when she heard this, her eyes widened, but Zhang Chengkun obviously didn't care, and said to Jessica, "Mr. Jessica is here to find my son-in-law?"

"Uh...... Yes. ”

"Then please!" Zhang Chengkun took out the key to open the door and invited Jessica in, but saw Zhu Mingjie sitting at the coffee table in the living room reading a book and drinking tea.

"Childe, this is given to you by the British royal family, and Mr. Jessica has come to visit you and Miss. ”

Zhang Chengkun put the box on the coffee table, but Zhu Mingjie didn't even look at it, but stood up and stretched out his hand to Jessica, "Welcome, Mr. Jessica, please take a seat." ”

Jessica sat on the single sofa on the side of the coffee table, looked at the crystal box, and said with a little excitement, "Mr. Zhu, you donated the million dollars to us last time? Do you know how much you helped us? Do you know how many world treasures you have saved?"

Zhu Mingjie smiled faintly and said, "Money is spent on it, most of the treasures in the Oriental Pavilion are Huaxia treasures, and I don't want them to be damaged due to improper protection." ”

"Mr. Zhu, you really don't mind, you ...... The country's things, are they placed in our Britain?" Jessica was about to say "your family's things", but it was inappropriate to think about it, after all, Zhu Mingjie had never admitted that he was a descendant of the royal family.

Listening to Jessica's question, Zhu Mingjie's face sank, revealing a reluctant smile, and said, "Although I am unwilling, I have to admit one thing." ”

"These things are safer in the British Museum than in China, where too many things are damaged every year because of improper protection. ”

"You have the best facilities, the best restorers of antique paintings, stored here with you, and these treasures may last longer. ”

Although Zhu Mingjie said this with a smile, Jessica still found that his smile was extremely bitter, a complicated smile that was mixed with helplessness and anger.

"Childe ......" Zhang Chengkun opened his mouth at the right time and called softly, Zhu Mingjie seemed to suddenly wake up, smiled apologetically at Jessica, and said, "I'm sorry, I was rude." ”

Jessica sighed, "It's okay, I understand Mr. Zhu's feelings very well, when I see those treasures damaged due to lack of funds and lack of the best protection, I feel the same way as you." ”

Zhu Mingjie leaned back on the back of the sofa and let out a long sigh, but Zhang Chengkun on the side complained frantically in his heart, "Mom sells batches, is he sighing because of this?

Jessica sat for a while, and when she saw that Zhu Mingjie was no longer talking, he didn't know what to say, and the scene couldn't help but be a little embarrassing, so Jessica took the initiative to say, "Mr. Zhu, isn't Xiaomeng at home?"

Zhu Mingjie sat up straight again, and said, "She's not in a good mood these days, maybe you, a like-minded friend, go and see her, and her mood will be better! ”

"Yes, Childe, Mr. Jessica, please. ”

Jessica followed Zhang Chengkun up to the second floor, the door was gently pushed open, and Zhu Xiaomeng sat in front of a desk carved with her back to the door, as if she was writing something.

Zhang Chengkun said softly, "Miss, Mr. Jessica is here." ”

"Oh, please come in, please come in. Zhu Xiaomeng didn't look back and said, "Mr. Jessica, please sit casually, I'm going to finish painting here." ”

Zhang Chengkun made a gesture of invitation to Jessica, then turned and went downstairs.

Jessica walked into the room and turned her head to look around, there was a tall bookshelf on the right side of the room against the wall, but the books inside seemed to be thread-bound books, which was the binding method of ancient Chinese books.

On the left side of the room is the zither of that day, and there is an embroidery frame next to it.

Looking up at the wall, I saw a few calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, there are pictures of ladies and gentlemen, there are freehand landscapes, there are small seals with beautiful silk, and there are also wild cursive scripts, there are not many calligraphy and paintings, but each one shows the author's skills, and then look at the signature, it turned out to be Zhu Xiaomeng.

When he was immersed in the world of calligraphy and painting, Zhu Xiaomeng let out a soft sigh into Jessica's ears, he was pulled out of the world of calligraphy and painting, and turned his head to look at Zhu Xiaomeng's back, "Xiaomeng, are you unhappy?"

Zhu Xiaomeng turned around and said apologetically, "Jessica, I'm sorry, I'm slacking." ”

Jessica realized that she hadn't seen Zhu Xiaomeng for a few days, her face was a lot haggard, she couldn't help but feel a pain, took a few steps forward, and said, "Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you?"

He walked to the table and immediately saw the painting on the table, which was a facsimile, copying Su Dongpo's "Dead Wood and Strange Stones", one of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties.

The original of this painting was lost during the Chinese War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and it is said that it was collected by a Japanese collector, and all that exists are facsimiles.

In fact, Zhu Xiaomeng's painting is already good, it is eight points similar to the facsimile, and the problem is not with her, but with the facsimile of her Lin.

The painting she brought was also on silk, very old, and the painting was good, but unfortunately, there was a lack of charm in the painting.

You must know that Su Dongpo's paintings pay the most attention to God, and if his paintings lack God, they will naturally fail.

Looking at Zhu Xiaomeng's tired and disappointed expression, Jessica couldn't help but comfort softly, "Xiaomeng, you don't have to be too sad, in fact, you have already drawn well." ”

"It's not your fault that this painting failed, it's not because your level is not enough, look at the paintings you painted on the wall, which one is not a master's level?"

"Have confidence in yourself, the reason why your painting failed is that your facsimile is too failed, this painter only notices the form, and forgets the essence of Su Dongpo's painting. ”

Zhu Xiaomeng sighed, "I also know that this facsimile is flawed, but this is the best facsimile I can find." ”

"This copy was copied by one of the best painters in the palace of the Ming Dynasty, but he still can't reach the level of Su Dongpo, he can only resemble but not look like, I originally thought that I could surpass this painting with my level, but unfortunately ......"

Speaking of this, Zhu Xiaomeng couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, Jessica couldn't help but twitch, and the next moment suddenly his eyes lit up, there is a "Ink and Bamboo Picture" in the British Museum, this is the real original of Su Dongpo's work, that ......