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Volume 1: Yan Cunzheng. Chapter 249: A Cursive Script Hanging in the Hall

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    See the fastest update 249 Jin Taiyu walked to one of the paintings and looked back.  The waiter looked calm and unmoved.  Jin Taiyu took two steps forward and saw the waiter nodded slightly.  This thousand taels of silver is extremely powerful, and it is used in the right place. Kim Taiyu is very sensitive to the magic of money, and he uses it very skillfully.  When Jin Taiyu pushed the door open and walked in, he thought with some complacency.  ¡°Is it worth it to spend one thousand taels of silver, knock on a door, and participate in this chrysanthemum appreciation party?  To others, it may not be worth it. One thousand taels of silver is equivalent to two or three properties in Xijing, but to Jin Taiyu, it is a great deal.  As soon as Jin Taiyu entered the door, Zi Baifeng and others came together.  Along the way, these obstacles were nothing to a few people. Chi Yanbai, like Xiao Shitou, was still guessing lantern riddles with great interest for a long time. The broken bridge in the middle did not cause them any delay.  I almost passed this level by stopping briefly, but wasted more time waiting for the broken bridge to appear.  On the other side of the broken bridge, everyone stopped and asked Zi Baifeng to come over first and take care of the small stones.  Zi Baifeng himself is considered a master of calligraphy and painting. He could tell the authenticity of these four paintings with just a quick glance.  He shook his head slightly, feeling helpless.  This Young Master Yunping must be showing off his painting skills. It can be seen that he put a lot of effort into imitating the painting of the Green Lotus Shrimp. The brushstrokes and other aspects are very similar, but they only have the same shape, but no other features.  god.  In Zi Baifeng¡¯s eyes, it was nothing more than that.  But this painting seems to have set the tone for this chrysanthemum appreciation party. The high-end event that everyone is flocking to is just a booth for Mr. Yunping to show off his knowledge and talents.  Zi Baifeng was just slightly bored with Mr. Yunping before, but now he is a little disgusted. Although he has literary talent, he always feels that he has the advantage of the time traveler and rarely shows off in front of people who are not close to him.  People who show off what they know at every turn are not favorable either.  In Zi Baifeng's view, these three levels actually have little technical content. The first few levels have too many riddles, and you can always guess one or two. The broken bridge in the middle is probably a level to screen monks from ordinary people. Ordinary people  It takes a person with superb archery skills to hit the target, but it is difficult for an ordinary scholar to do it.  The last hurdle can be passed completely, with a 1/4 chance. If you understand a little bit of psychology, you can even judge it from the leader's eyes and posture.  In Xijing, even a poetry party is full of glitz and ingenuity. It is indeed Xijing I have always felt that such three levels are quite cheap. I am afraid that today's chrysanthemum appreciation party will be like a garden party.  , overcrowded.  "But the little stone has already gone in, and it's already here. It's not good if you don't go in. Let's go in and see how the chrysanthemums in this Zhongshan Courtyard are different from those elsewhere.  Behind the calligraphy and painting, there was a winding path leading to a quiet place. There was a faint voice coming from the front. When Zi Baifeng listened, he frowned and quickened his pace.  But it was Xiao Shitou who got into an argument with someone.  "It's this person, this bad guy, who deceived my words!" came Xiao Shitou's sharp voice.  "Your name? What is your identity? Why did you lie to me about your name?" This was Kim Taiyu's voice.  There were also people's words of comfort: "Young master, don't make any noise, don't make any noise, oh, what is going on, what's going on" "Little stone!" Zi Baifeng took three steps and two steps at a time, and in the blink of an eye he was walking around.  After passing the end of the passage, I saw Xiao Shitou shouting at the back of a person. The steward who brought Xiao Shitou just now was holding Xiao Shitou to prevent him from chasing after him. He also urged him hard: "Young Master,  "Don't worry" "The steward is kind-hearted. If the little stone goes up, I'm afraid he will suffer a loss."  It¡¯s just that Kim Taewoo is sarcastic and sarcastic, which makes people uncomfortable.  "Brother! Brother!" Seeing Zi Baifeng coming over, Xiao Shitou quickly shouted: "That's the guy, he stole my handwriting!" Zi Baifeng took a step forward and looked at Xiao Shitou's finger. That person  Wearing black clothes, similar to that of a steward, he was walking quickly with his back turned, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.  "Who is that person?" Zi Baifeng asked the steward.  "That's Young Master Yunping's personal entourage, Steward Ji." The steward who was holding the little stone lowered his voice and said, "Steward Ji is highly regarded by Young Master Yunping. The young master doesn't know why, but insists on saying that Steward Ji took it.  His calligraphy, well, this" "Because he did use Xiao Shitou's calligraphy," Zi Baifeng said with a slight smile."It's none of your business here, just go down." Of course Zi Baifeng believed in Xiao Shitou. This little guy was not an old man who liked to forget things. Since he had firmly identified the other party, he would never be wrong.  "Master Zi, you are too" Jin Taiyu wanted to say something else, but Zi Baifeng didn't even look at him. He grabbed Xiao Shitou's hand and said, "Let's go and ask clearly."  Zi Baifeng was not the type to shut up when he suffered a loss, and Xiao Shitou was not the type to do so. There was wind at his feet, and he strode to catch up with him as if he was slowing down. He said in his mouth: "Brother, please wait a moment.  " Steward Ji walked faster. Little Shitou screamed angrily. He took out the slingshot from his waist and shot a stone.  "Whoosh!" There was a sharp roar, and the small slingshot, like a powerful bow of hundreds of stones, made a harsh sound through the air.  Manager Ji suddenly turned around, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the marble, but felt a sudden pain in his palm. When he opened his palm, he saw that it was already red and swollen.  He was secretly surprised in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He just held a fist at Zi Baifeng from a distance and said, "Brother, why are you stopping me?" "You bad guy, you stole my handwriting and took my  Come back!" Xiao Shitou said angrily, his eyes widening.  "Where do you start with this?" Manager Ji said helplessly, "Master, please restrain your relatives and friends from making such unreasonable actions." "Unreasonable actions?" Zi Baifeng sneered and said, "Let me ask you,  Do you know me?" This man, Zi Baifeng, had an impression. When Lian Yunping went to visit the prince, he was waiting outside. Zi Baifeng once glanced at him. Zi Baifeng's body was born.  The gift of photographic memory means that after just one glance, you will never forget it again, let alone admit your mistake.  Manager Ji's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he suddenly smiled and said, "Who is it? It turns out to be Mr. Zi." The speed of his face change was surprising.  There were not many people in the whole courtyard, only a few here and there. At this time, they were all watching from a distance, pointing and not knowing what to say.  Manager Ji complained secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would leave a tail when he was doing things. Master Yunping didn't know how to scold him.  "It's me, we met at Wang's Villa five or six days ago," Zi Baifeng said.  "Young Master has a good memory, but I didn't think of it for a while." Manager Ji cupped his hands and said, "I'd like to apologize to you for any inconveniences." "That's fine, but that day my brother Xiao Shitou was playing outside Wang's Villa.  He said that someone had stolen a scroll of words. Although his child was not sensible, he had very good eyesight. As long as he had seen it, he would never forget it. Manager Ji, what is going on? "Zi Baifeng took out it.  He came up with the attitude of raising an army to investigate the crime.  Manager Ji just showed a blank and innocent look: "How could it be? Although I am just a servant, I would never steal a child's handwriting. Besides, I have never seen this young master." "You  Nonsense!" Xiao Shitou shouted angrily.  Zi Baifeng squeezed Xiao Shitou's hand to tell him not to get excited. Then he took out a dirty golden elixir from the leather bag around Xiao Shitou's waist and said, "Oh, what's going on? Xiao Shitou said  This golden elixir was given to him as a marble by an uncle. Who would have thought that when he took the golden elixir, in the blink of an eye, the words disappeared. "The golden elixir was the size of a long eye, with a faint fragrance, and there were faint patterns on it, which Zi Baifeng didn't recognize.  , but someone knew him and shouted: "Zhongshan Dragon Pill!" Zhongshan Dragon Pill is a very famous elixir of the Zhongshan Sect. It is specially refined to reward meritorious disciples. It is a kind of medicine that is beneficial to cultivation.  A good medicine that can increase the speed of spiritual energy absorption and quickly replenish spiritual energy.  "This" Manager Ji's expression changed several times, but he didn't know how to answer Zi Baifeng for a while.  "Although this elixir belongs to my Zhongshan sect, there are many rumors from the outside world. I am afraid that I have mistaken the wrong person." A calm voice came from behind Manager Ji, but it was Lian Yunping who had arrived.  Lian Yunping was surrounded by several scholars. Zi Baifeng looked familiar to him, but he didn't know his last name. He had probably seen them all in Gongyuan, and they should have been among the best in the Xijing Provincial Examination. These people had arrived a long time ago, so they  Inside, I was talking about calligraphy and painting with Lian Yunping.  Lian Yunping cupped his hands to Zi Baifeng, and then cupped his hands behind Zi Baifeng and said: "Brother Qi, Brother He, Brother Xing, and Brother Chi, it is really a blessing for my Zhongshan Villa to be able to appreciate you."  Baifeng looked back and saw that Qi Hanshan and others had also arrived.  Qi Hanshan took a step forward, raised his hands in return, and said, "I saw Brother Zi here from a distance. What happened? Is there any misunderstanding?" "It is indeed a misunderstanding." Lian Yunping said with a smile, "This  Little brother, maybe he admitted the wrong person.??To say that my servant stole his words Steward Ji!  " "Young master" Manager Ji quickly bowed and saluted. "Whether this little brother admits his mistake or not, it is your fault to make the guests unhappy. Go get the two hundred sticks of family law yourself. Go now, go!"  " "Yes, Master!  " Manager Ji shuddered, lowered his head and said in a harsh voice, then turned and left. "That's my word!  "Little Shitou didn't care about them chatting here. He was looking inside with his toes up, and he saw a word hanging inside at a glance. Zi Baifeng looked in the direction of Little Shitou, and said "Young Master" in a flying voice.  Are the words "Huaisu" not Zi Baifeng's? But these words have been framed and hung in the hall, together with other calligraphy and paintings, and hung in the center, which is very conspicuous.  . Previous chapter Return to table of contents Next chapter
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