Chapter 421: The Emperor's Calligraphy and Painting

"Who is the Thirty-Six?" Sha Baiyan asked strangely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Duanmu Huang looked at Sha Baiyan and laughed: "Sister-in-law, just guess?" ”

"......" Sha Baiyan blinked his eyes, how do you mean this, or someone you know?

As he was talking, someone below came up to the stage and whispered to the man in Xuanyi for a moment, and then the man smiled: "It's a coincidence today, you are blessed, just now we got a treasure in our store." ”

Baby?

Which of these auctions is not a treasure?

But seeing that he said it so seriously, and specifically pointed out this, everyone was a little expectant, and the man didn't play many dumb riddles, and directly asked people to take the painting scroll: "The emperor's handwriting is still a three-foot-long landscape painting, you nobles talk about it, is it not a treasure?" ”

There was an uproar below.

Today's emperor has only succeeded to the throne for a few years, but he has shown a strong talent in political affairs, and several things he has done are also extremely meticulous, not to mention that in the past few years, the wind and rain of the Daling Dynasty have been smooth and the grains have been abundant, and the surrounding small countries have also been suppressed by bullets and cannot move, which can be said to be the courtiers from all over the world to congratulate.

It's just that no one has ever heard of the emperor's paintings, let alone seen them......

Where did this submission building come from? And how can you tell if it's true or fake?

The man in Xuanyi turned his head, as if he was carefully admiring the painting, and praised it after appreciating it, and then continued: "The emperor recently toured the south, and happened to pass by us. Speaking of this, the man's face was full of pride, "The emperor also praised the sincerity of our business here, it is an honest businessman, just knew that there was an auction today, so he went back to make a painting, only the silver obtained from this auction, I submitted the building is not to take anything, all sent to Henan, to do the Yellow River to reinforce." ”

Everyone here has a little belief in their hearts, when it comes to this, to be honest, the emperor's paintings are definitely not as good as those ink paintings, but they are rare to share, I missed it today, and I don't know where it is next time - as for whether it is true or not, as long as everyone knows that it is a genuine work, it is a real work.

Moreover, the silver obtained from the auction is still used for state affairs. The Yellow River water is high, every year when it rains heavily, there are heard, last year the emperor is to send a special person to strengthen the guard, this year it is the middle of summer, no wonder the silver is needed to repair again.

Thinking about it this way, this emperor really has the world in mind.

Everyone was ready to move, and the man in the dark robe spoke again.

"You nobles must also have doubts in their hearts, this emperor's calligraphy and painting are excellent, but no one has ever seen it, how can you know if it's true or false?" The man walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, "Everyone, please look here, our emperor's name, I believe everyone knows that this small chapter is the emperor's name." ”

Hearing this, the people sitting there were even more excited, and they couldn't hold back and were ready to hold up the sign, just waiting for the man to say the reserve price.

"This kind of calligraphy and painting, it's really hard to give a reserve price, you want to buy the nobles, just look at it yourself." The man smiled and spread his hands, and said a little scoundrelly.

The people below looked at each other until someone held up a sign and shouted: "One thousand taels!" ”

"Thirty-six, one thousand taels, is there anything else to add?" The man in the dark clothes smiled even more happily.

Suddenly, the whole hall was like a frying pan, two hundred or three hundred, or even thousands of taels were added.