Nightfall

Chu Youxian was shaking his fan and became proud, and the people in the Shirong Lou Pavilion were also amazed and sighed, especially those Tang people, who also gave birth to a sense of honour and prosperity. WwW. NgWeNXuE. MM has never seen such a big book writer in the world. There are thousands of people who have made Ning the head of the book for thousands of years. Humane flowers are the first line of writing, and chicken soup is the first cursive. Reputation.

After listening to these comments, Ning Que felt uncomfortable. He was indeed a very thick-skinned person, and he was very confident in his calligraphy, but calligraphy together was really his greatest favorite, and he knew that he was not worth such exaggerated comments. Lun, so inevitably uneasy.

He knows that his writing is good, and even very good. It is absolutely superb in today's world, but if it wasn't by chance, the teenager talked about idiots and wrote the five words of blooming days in the imperial study. So that the emperor's majesty loved it enthusiastically, and later there was the master Yan Se and the academy. Even if his signatures would be appreciated by the discerning scholars, where would he be today?

Thinking of the spring rains in Chang'an City in the past, the signatures hanging on the wall of Lao Bi Zhai met with cold eyes and white eyes for several days in a row, and there was no guest for a few days. He only knew the days when he held an umbrella towards a small tree and stood outside the threshold and smiled. Most of the time, it's just the things that are attached, like makeup powder on a woman's face.

However, no matter how lucid Ning Que was, and how calm he was after introspection, the dignitaries and nobles in a stone residence were aroused by the seller Zhong Lijian in a few words, and it was difficult to stay sober and calm. Zhang's seemingly simple signature was recruited by the red-sleeved Qingwan who was the most popular after Lu Xue, and then got a new owner in a round of fierce auctions.

Listening to the increasing amount of money, Ning Que quickly calculated how much he could get, and found that as long as the last chicken soup post was not smashed in his hand, then he should be able to meet his needs, a smile on his face could not help but be relieved Looking forward to the royal prince will hit a generous pen later.

As long as his reputation earns silver credits and earns enough silver credits, he is too lazy to pay attention to how false this reputation is. The so-called ashamed and disturbed is instantly extinguished.

Qiu Xian quietly glanced at the expression on his face. He always felt that his smile was a little weird. He could not help but whispered and asked in a low voice: "What the **** are you going to do? Which pair do you want to buy? Chicken soup?"

He shook his heart and said with a trembling voice: "I brought fifty thousand two silver today ..."

Ning Que was surprised and looked at him and asked, "Fifty thousand two hundred? What do you do with these silvers?"

Skirt Youxian said: "This is from my father."

Yu Que became more and more surprised, and said, "Your father is really going to buy it? Don't, I just write a few pictures for him, he just gives a few thousand or two silver."

Skirt Youxian thought he was polite and said with a bitter face: "I learned later that for me to enter the academy, the family actually sold half of the property, and now my family can't get more money."

Ning Que said angrily: "How can there be one hundred thousand two silver pieces in the world? No matter how good the ink is not gold, no matter how good the Huangzhou bud paper is not the jade, the most famous night book of Wang Shusheng was then Preface, but only sold eight thousand two silver, you think I am a fairy? "

At this time, he didn't know that Zhong Li, the famous seller standing on the platform of the building, had the strongest budget for chicken soup with a total of thirty-two thousand silver.

The red-sleeved recruit Qingwan, holding the agarwood case, slowly walked to the platform, the woman's face was beautiful and beautiful, it was unforgettable, walking like a lake and wind, but everyone in the attic had no eyes. Stopped in her body a bit, but fell on the note paper in the wooden case.

Of course, the posture paper was pretended to be ape by those appraisal masters of Yishi Curie, which is not exaggerated and adds a lot of magical feelings. However, the note is a note after all, but in the eyes of people, this note is no longer Note, but a huge amount of silver tickets or a very small river.

The Qingwan apparently felt that no one in Shishili paid attention to herself, but just looked at the signature she was carrying, but she didn't have the slightest annoyance, nor did she look sad, but raised her jaw slightly, and Compared with the tenderness of the previous Qing Li, it seemed extremely proud.

Because the whole Chang'an City knows the relationship between Ning Que and Red Sleeve. This legendary signature was written by Ning Que in the Red Sleeve.

She is a girl with red sleeves and of course she has reason to be proud.

The loft room was quiet, only the sound of the lake disturbing the willow in the distance.

Then there were a few slightly heavy gasps.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the signature on the wooden case.

Everyone knows the origin and reputation of this chicken soup post, as well as the legendary story related to them. In advance, they knew that the last post of the seven pens in this auction was the chicken soup post, but at this moment they finally looked at The chicken soup is so real that the people in the building are still shocked.

The silence is still going on. Compared with the scene of fierce bidding in the auction of the previous six signatures, the silence at this time is very strange, it seems that everyone is waiting for something.

The seller Zhong Li stood on the stage, his face calm, without saying a word, neither introducing chicken soup posts, nor asking the previous intentions of the high-spirited guests, letting the fermentation keep quiet and not worrying about the cold.

Ning Que had not seen such scenes, and he was worried.

He was worried that the cold time would be too long. He was worried that the chicken soup would not be sold at a high price. He had to pay a lot of money in order to make up for the hurt feelings of Wang.

At this time, Qi Youxian had vaguely guessed Ning Que ’s intention, and also guessed that the so-called theft of Laobi Zhai was purely a rumor, and asked in a low voice: "Should I try to shout a price first?"

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "Wait, others don't say, the princes in the Prince's Mansion will definitely offer prices."

Thinking about something, he frowned and said, "I'm only worried if your majesty knows about it, and the palace greets the outside, so no one dares to open it."

Zuo Youxian said with a smile: "Don't worry about this. I heard Jin Wucai in the academy yesterday. It seems that His Majesty's deliberations after the DPRK did indeed mention the auction today, saying that it was involved in theft, and the court was concerned about the situation, but It was accused by Wang Lao, a good student. "

Ning Que realized that there was still this story, and he couldn't help it: "Your Majesty wanted to find a way to secretly get my things into the palace, and she didn't want to think about whether the ministers were happy."

Prayer said: "Yeah, and I heard that the old Master Wang and the old sacrifice wine had trouble at the same time, and finally forced His Majesty to promise not to use Neiku to buy signatures."

Listening to this, Ning Que was greatly relieved.

Skirt Youxian again said: "But I heard that the king's palace made a speech, who would dare to grab the chicken soup post, but he can't get along with the king. At this time, the scene is so quiet, no one is open, and I want to come because of this reason. . "

Listening to this, Ning Que was very angry and annoyed: "This old man, I have sent him so many things, he actually gave me this hand! If no one bids after his housekeeper bids, You lift me up! "

A voice sounded in the Yishijulou, which had been quiet for a long time.

The sound came from the best bamboo pavilion on the east side of the third floor. Everyone knew that the bamboo pavilion was filled with the stewards of the Wangfu University.

The voice of the senior manager was calm, but the price of the shout was shocking.

"Ten thousand two."

The whole building was shocked, and then the whole building was quiet.

Although everyone vaguely guessed that this chicken soup post will definitely shoot a shocking price today, but no one thought that just the first outcry, it has exceeded the final transaction price of Wangshu Shengyeshu Preface, Set a new record for the auction of signatures.

Ning Que leaned forward slightly, listening to this voice, and immediately relaxed, leaned back in his chair, thinking that the old man would be kind, even if no one bids with him again, the amount of money in his hands is probably enough. .

The prince of Wang University was a veteran of the Three Tang dynasties. He did not worship a seat when he entered the dynasty. Even the prince Li Peiyan saw his elders to avoid making salutes. At such a high price, the building was suddenly quiet, and no one seemed to bid with it.

Ning Que thought this way too, and then he thought about whether to ask Pray Youxian to raise the price of the chicken soup post again, even if it didn't mention too much, it would be good to have two or three thousand or two silver.

Zhong Li calmly looked at the attic on the third floor with a smile on the inner platform of the pavilion, repeated the offer from the bachelor's house, and looked at him, it seemed that only he confirmed that this was definitely not the final price. Zhong Li seems to be waiting for something.

Sure enough, when everyone thought the auction of book signatures was coming to an end, about to end, there was a sound in the attic on the west of the third floor of Yishiju.

"Fifteen thousand two."

The floor is full of surprises, and then the floor is full of silence.

Praying Youxian was a little bit nervous, and kept blowing the wind, and lifted the curtain to walk out of the pavilion, wanting to see clearly, who is the sacred person who dared to bid with the prince.

Ning Que's mood is getting better and better ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Although Yi Shiju is responsible for protecting the identity of bidders, and there are yarns and bamboo bones in front of the cabinet as a curtain, covering the movement of the cabinet, but here after all It ’s Chang’an City. There are only a few people who can take out so much silver and have the status to enter a stone residence. Not long after, the identity of the bidder on the third floor of the West Pavilion was inquired, and it suddenly caused the inside of the building. There was a lot of discussion.

"It's the Nanjin imperial merchant who came to Chang'an to buy."

The skirt walked back to the room breathlessly, wiping sweat while reporting what she had just heard.

"Actually a Nanjin person?"

Ning Que was a little surprised. Ying said that his book signatures have enjoyed prestige in the world, but Nan Jin has always been hostile to the Tang Dynasty. The people of Nan Jin must have disdain themselves for the calligraphy of the Tang Chinese. Why would they choose this occasion to buy their own books? Post, you should know that if this is increasing the prestige of the Tang people.

Qi Youxian said: "I heard that the Southern Jin Emperor Merchant was a person from Taichaizi."

Ning Que was even more surprised. After thinking for a while, hesitantly asked: "Nanjin Taizizi is not good for men, right?"