A real scene that I saw with my own eyes and then painted!

Fu Tingshen's pupils shrank, and he finally understood where the strange feeling in his heart came from after seeing this painting.

but--

"Why does Mr. Gu feel like this?" Fu Tingshen had some doubts in his mind. Where did Gu Sui'an see it?

"You have to know that in ancient China, class regulations were very strict. There were very strict regulations on what kind of items should be used for what kind of status." Picking up the teacup on the side and taking a casual sip, Gu Sui'an talked about something.

Seemingly irrelevant topic.

"I know this." Fu Tingshen nodded, for example, only emperors can wear bright yellow, queens can use phoenix patterns on their clothes, and ordinary people are not allowed to use jade, etc.

"So generally we can determine his identity and background through the ancient people's belongings and patterns on their clothing." Gu Sui'an nodded. According to Fu Tingshen's experience and knowledge, he did not need to elaborate on this aspect of knowledge.

"Many archaeologists are now using this method to determine the identity of the owner of the unknown tomb through grave objects." Fu Tingshen nodded, knowing that what Gu Sui'an said was true.

But what do these questions have to do with this painting?

"Look..." Gu Sui'an's fingers moved and finally rested on the standing man's palm.

This painting took Fu Tingshen two hours, and it can be said to be very detailed. Where Gu Sui'an pointed, the man was wearing a jade ring on his thumb, and the carved patterns were faintly visible on it.

That is……

"Dragon?" Fu Tingshen observed carefully, his tone slightly uncertain.

The finger is not big, and it looks even smaller when it falls on the paper. However, I don't know if the pattern is too special, but the dragon pattern on it is vaguely visible.

"It's a dragon," Gu Sui'an, whose eyesight has slightly deteriorated, is very sure of this. "I wasn't sure at first, but I can get a glimpse of it from other places."

As he spoke, Gu Sui'an pointed at inconspicuous places on the man's body, such as the cuffs, the lower end of his robe, and the exposed shoe uppers.

There are some faint dragon patterns on these items.

Following Gu Sui'an's movements, Fu Tingshen began to observe the painting carefully, and indeed he saw many details that he had not noticed at first.

The answer to the identity of the person in the painting who is dressed like this is self-evident.

"And the identity of this person can be seen just from his appearance." Gu Sui'an said, pointing to the figure hidden in the distance that even Fu Tingshen didn't notice at first.

If you look carefully, you can see that this person is nodding his head and lowering his eyebrows, his back is slightly curved, and he looks cautious.

And there seemed to be a whisk hanging in the arm that was blocked behind the flowers.

"Eunuch?" Fu Tingshen thought for a moment and guessed the identity of this person.

"Yes, it's a eunuch," Gu Sui'an nodded. If he hadn't accidentally seen the eunuch hiding in the distance just now, he might not have discovered many details in this painting. "In ancient times, it was possible to have eunuchs serve you."

Yes, there is only one kind of person."

Royal relatives.

Fu Tingshen can know the answer without Gu Sui'an Mingming.

No wonder Mr. Gu can say with great certainty that the totem on the jade ring finger is a dragon.

"As for why this painting is said to be authentic," Gu Sui'an didn't give in when he saw Fu Tingshen's eyes were always on the painting, "it's because although the things in this painting have never appeared in the history of China, they are logically complete.

"

If there are no ancient scenes that have appeared in Chinese history, there are a lot of shoddy costume dramas nowadays, but many of those scenes have loopholes.

"Whether it's the brocade clothes on these two men, or the eunuch's clothes, position and posture, or the types and placement of flowers and trees in the garden, or the eaves that only reveal a corner."

While Gu Sui'an spoke, he did not forget to direct Fu Tingshen's gaze. Following Gu Sui'an's words, Fu Tingshen also discovered what was unique about this painting.

"They all abide by a very strict rule. If there weren't a lot of things here that I have never heard of, I would even mistake them for rubbings of that ancient painting."

At this point, Gu Sui'an laughed a little, but he did not deny his initial misunderstanding when he saw this painting.

Fu Tingshen did not respond to Gu Sui'an, as if he was still immersed in the scene in front of him.

Since the logic is complete and the content is true, these things must not be something he can imagine.

Fu Ting knew himself well. He had no talent in art, and he did not have much research on history. He thought he was incapable of conjuring up a picture to hide it from Gu Sui'an's eyes.

So why did he draw such a painting?

Thinking of this, Fu Ting closed his eyes deeply.

Some strange and bizarre scenes seemed to appear scatteredly in the depths of my mind, but the scenes were too illusory and fragmented.

For a moment, Fu Tingshen was unable to grasp any clues.

…

"Seventh Master?"

Just when Fu Tingshen vaguely seemed to have grasped something, Yan Zhou's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh?" Fu Tingshen opened his eyes and looked at Yan Zhou standing next to him with a slight displeasure.

"Are you okay?" Yan Zhou observed Fu Tingshen carefully, with a trace of obvious concern on his face.

Fu Tingshen today seemed to be acting strangely since morning.

"It's okay." After being interrupted, Fu Tingshen couldn't continue thinking. At this time, he finally noticed something strange in the room, "Where is Mr. Gu?"

"I've been gone for a while." Yan Zhou's face was even more worried. Master Qi had been in the office all the time. How could he not even know that Mr. Gu was gone?

Only then did Fu Tingshen realize that the tea on the table had become cold at some point.

"Master Qi, are you okay?" Unable to see the emotion in Fu Tingshen's eyes, Yan Zhou couldn't help but ask again.

"It's okay." Fu Tingshen reached out and rubbed his forehead. It seemed that he had been thinking for a long time just now.

"Do I need to go to Mr. Lin for a checkup?" If he had received Fu Tingshen's answer before, Yan Zhou might have left directly, but today it seems that this is the second time this has happened to Fu Tingshen.

Yan Zhou was indeed a little worried.

"No need, I was a little lost in my thoughts just now," Fu Tingshen gave Yan Zhou a rare explanation, "Did Mr. Gu leave anything behind when he left?"

"Yes," Yan Zhou had already tried to persuade him once, but he didn't want to persuade him too much. He happened to hear Fu Tingshen's question and nodded immediately, "Mr. Gu said that if you have any questions in the future, you can ask him directly. Maybe there will be more clues.

Then you can get the truth.”

When he heard what Mr. Gu said, Yan Zhou was still wondering why he didn't tell Mr. Qi directly and let him convey it.

It wasn't until he saw Master Qi's condition when he first entered the door that he knew why Mr. Gu asked him to convey it.

"I understand, what's the matter with you?" Putting down his hand on his forehead, Fu Tingshen opened his eyes, and his eyes were clear again.

"This is the information just handed over by the planning department." Seeing that Fu Tingshen had returned to his familiar appearance, Yan Zhou hurriedly handed over the folder in his hand.

"Okay, let the people from the planning department come directly to the office later," Fu Tingshen said in a low voice when he returned to his desk and opened the folder. "By the way, collect the things on the table."

"Okay." After agreeing, Yan Zhou did not act immediately, but observed Fu Tingshen for a while.

After making sure that his boss acted as usual and there was nothing unusual, he walked to the table and started arranging the teacups and teapots. At this time, Yan Zhou finally saw the painting that made him curious.

In Yan Zhou's eyes, it is very ordinary. This is a very ordinary Chinese painting. It looks pretty good at most.

only……

"Is there anything else?" Yan Zhou stayed in the office for a little longer, causing Fu Tingshen to ask.

"No." Yan Zhou shook his head in denial, put away his things, and left the office directly.

But before leaving, Yan Zhou couldn't help but take another look at the painting on the table.

Although he couldn't see the faces of the two men clearly, why did he always feel that they looked like Master Qi and Young Master Li?

I guess he might have overthought it.

Yan Zhou shook his head and threw the somewhat outrageous idea in his mind to the back of his mind.

If Li Xingchen was in the office at this time and saw the painting on the table, he would definitely tell Yan Zhou that he didn't think too much about it. The painting on the screen was of him and Fu Tingshen.

It's a pity that Young Master Li is on his way to Yi Gaoyang's home at this time.

"Teacher Yi has strict requirements on acting skills, but overall he is easy to get along with. Don't be nervous." When An Weiyang said this, he did not forget to look at the rearview mirror in the car.

To be precise, I looked at Li Xingchen sitting in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror.

"I'm not nervous." Li Xingchen retorted calmly. How did An Weiyang see that he was nervous?

"...I just said it casually." Just after he finished speaking, An Weiyang realized something was wrong.

Li Xingchen is not Fan Yiqing. This is a werewolf who dares to fall in love with Fu Qiye. How can he be nervous about such a "little thing"?

"After the audition next week, I won't go to Teacher Yi's place for the time being." Li Xingchen spoke after thinking that An Weiyang had told him something in advance. After a moment of silence.

"What? Is there any inconvenience?" When the study time was determined, An Weiyang had already informed Li Xingchen that it would continue from now until Yi Gaoyang leaves H City.

Li Xingchen didn't raise any objection at the time, but now he said he would not go after the audition. Unless something happened, An Weiyang didn't do what he wanted.

"There is an International Physics Cup competition at the beginning of the month. Starting next week, we have to cooperate with the team to do experiments in the laboratory, so we don't have much time in the evenings and weekends." Li Xingchen nodded, rarely explaining in detail.

Jiang Yilin planned to stay in the laboratory until eight o'clock in the evening today, but finally gave up after hearing that he had something to do this week.

Since Jiang Yilin chose their team, Li Xingchen didn't want to go his own way, so he promised to make up for the time in the laboratory from next week until the end of the competition.

"Then remember to tell Teacher Yi later that no outsiders will be allowed in when Teacher Yi is in class." An Weiyang nodded calmly.
To be continued...