There is a thorn on this finger, which will prick you when you want to grab the fattest meat. Anyone would feel uncomfortable.
Therefore, Wang Yi played an indispensable role in this matter of removing the thorn, which was why he was able to enter Beijing.
After the Minister of Revenue Ma Guanqun was brought to justice by the Crown Prince Duanmu Qingchen, the position of Minister of Revenue has been vacant, and is now temporarily held by the Left Vice Minister of Revenue. This Left Vice Minister of Revenue is a man of the Right Prime Minister.
But the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue is Fu Kun's man.
Therefore, the Minister of Revenue will be either the Left Vice Minister or the Right Vice Minister in the future. But no matter who it is, Lord Zhang gave Wang Yi a reassurance that the vacant Vice Minister position will be Wang Yi's!
That's the third rank!
So, how could Wang Yi, who had just arrived in Beijing, not come to pay his respects
Of course, this gift cannot be sent directly to the Zuo Xiang Mansion. When he came here, he had already asked Zhang Lidong that the best way to give a gift to Fu Kun was to buy antiques from his son!
In fact, Wang Yi felt that this promotion was too easy, so easy that he had no sense of accomplishment and was a little puzzled.
When he talked to Yuchi Feng about being promoted to Liangzhou, Yuchi Feng actually agreed readily. He completed all the resignation procedures the next day, and on the third day he led the Yuchi army away in a leisurely manner.
The situation at that time still puzzled Wang Yi. He once wondered if Liangzhou was not as poor and barren as other officials said. Instead, it was full of gold and silver. Otherwise, why did Yuchi Feng leave in such a hurry? It was as if he was afraid that someone would rob him of Liangzhou.
Fu Mingsui entered with an exquisite painted mahogany box in his hand. The mahogany box looked very valuable, and the shiny mahogany box was engraved with exquisite patterns of cranes and pine trees.
Lord Wang Yi immediately stood up to greet him: "Thank you, Master Fu."
Zhang Lidong was sitting beside an elegant tea table in casual clothes, a long blue gown, holding a landscape folding fan, stroking his beard slightly, smiling faintly. At first glance, he looked like a scholar.
"Mr. Fu, Lord Wang is quite fond of ancient paintings by famous people. You must pick one that is presentable for him." Zhang Lidong is a frequent visitor here. He also likes antiques. This will not only satisfy his own interests, but also flatter Fu Zuoxiang. It's killing two birds with one stone. Why not do it
Fu Mingsui carefully and gently placed the brocade box on the tea table, with a cautious look on his face, fearing that even a tiny bit of the ancient painting in the box would be damaged.
He smiled at Zhang Lidong and said, "Don't worry, Master Zhang. This painting is a treasure. You are an expert. You will understand once I open it."
After hearing this, Wang Yi hurried to the table respectfully.
Fu Mingsui pulled out a pair of gloves from his waist and put them on his hands before carefully opening the painting box. He took out the scroll from it and opened it gently and slowly.
Immediately, Zhang Lidong and NetEase saw a sea of red plum blossoms. Gradually, among the red plum blossoms, they saw the proud back of a beautiful woman in white.
"This is it!" Zhang Lidong had already recognized the style of this painting. He immediately stood up in surprise and moved in front of the painting.
Wang Yi looked at Zhang Lidong's reaction and quickly showed a surprised expression: "Could this be?!" Although Wang Yi seemed to have figured out the author of the painting just like Zhang Lidong, in fact, he had no idea. He came here purely to give money, how could he really understand calligraphy and painting? But since he came to Beijing, how could he survive without pretending to be refined
Therefore, officials must not only be able to climb, but also be able to act.
When the scroll was fully opened, Master Zhang Lidong was excited: "I didn't expect that this Ao Mei picture was here with the eldest master!"
Wang Yi beside him also nodded repeatedly: "I really didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!" He quickly looked at the signature on the scroll, it was Taoist Huangshan.
Although Wang Yi did not understand calligraphy and painting, he still did some research in order to get into this circle. So when he saw the nickname Huangshan Taoist, he was immediately surprised: "This is actually Mr. Huang Ye's painting!"
Fu Mingsu smiled at Wang Yi: "Master Wang is indeed knowledgeable." Fu Mingsu's smile was tempered by a businessman's philistine. As the president of the Beijing elegant circle, how could he not tell who really understood and who was just a vassal? He was also a businessman who had seen countless people and had developed a pair of sharp eyes.
So far, it can be said that except for those people from the Nine Gates, whom he could not understand, he could tell at a glance what kind of monsters and demons the others were.
"Mr. Huang Ye's Ao Mei painting has been missing for a long time. This is his masterpiece..." Mr. Zhang Lidong sighed, "I heard that its last owner seemed to be a wealthy businessman in southern Zhejiang. Later, this owner disappeared for some reason, and his family fell into poverty. The whereabouts of this painting are unknown. Now it has fallen into the hands of Mr. Fu. It's really amazing! Mr. Fu is indeed a rare person in my collection world!"
Zhang Lidong did not forget to flatter Fu Mingsu at the end. Wang Yi followed up quickly when he saw this: "Mr. Fu is really amazing! It is a blessing for me, Wang Yi, to get this wonderful painting today. It will be even more glorious if it is hung in my home! Oh, this is the money for buying the painting. Please count it, Mr. Fu."
Fu Mingsui took it casually and put it aside, seeming not to care, as good friends do not talk about money: "Sir Wang was brought by Sir Zhang, and we are all friends. This painting has also found a new owner and a new home." Fu Mingsui gently rolled up the painting, and when he rolled up the beauty standing proudly among the red plums, he was slightly distracted.
This beauty has a graceful figure, black hair hanging down her back, and her face is not visible from the side. It is precisely because of this blurry face that people are more imaginative. This beauty has a magical power that attracts people's attention.
"Mr. Fu?" Zhang Lidong called out softly when he saw Fu Mingsu lost focus in the middle of painting the scroll.
Fu Mingsuo came back to his senses and laughed at himself: "I am actually attracted by the beauty in this painting. Suddenly I feel reluctant to sell this painting to Lord Wang. I am indeed a romantic person. Hahaha..." Fu Mingsuo laughed as he gently rolled up the painting, put it into the painting box, and handed it to Wang Yi.
Wang Yi quickly took it with both hands respectfully.
Fu Mingsu teased, "Lord Wang, you are a righteous man. You shouldn't be attracted to the beauty in this painting like I am. Hahaha~~~"
Wang Yi also laughed: "Mr. Fu, you really love to joke. If I am too righteous, the girls in Saixian Pavilion will dislike me."
"Hahahaha—" Immediately, the three men laughed loudly in the room, startling the flying swallow on the beam.
A boy hurried in, stopped in front of the door, and reported respectfully: "Master, the young prince Duanmu Lang is here."
When Zhang Lidong heard that it was the young prince, he immediately tactfully asked to leave: "The eldest master has a distinguished guest, so we will not disturb him. Goodbye."
Wang Yi also hugged the painting box and bowed: "Goodbye, Master."
Fu Mingsu smiled and nodded, looking at the boy at the door: "Take the two adults away."
"Yes. Please follow me, my lords." The boy bowed respectfully.
Zhang Lidong and Wang Yi left with the little boy.
Fu Mingsu turned around and picked up the brocade box left by Wang Yi, opened it and took a look, with a satisfied smile on his face. (To be continued)