Ye Chenyuan is okay, he was in the yamen today, but he finished the things in hand first, and when he went out, he happened to meet the prince of Rui Wang, and he was pulled over by the other party. Ye Ziwen, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, Ye Zixuan also wanted to bring a long insight, so he contributed to this meeting.

And Liu Jun and Reverse Wind Mo are different, both of them have a word and a painting in it this time.

Scholars are pedantic, don't expect those people to win their position in the future and open their eyes, usually in order not to appear that they are in the hands of the powerful, they will often be a little more demanding on the original standards.

Seeing that everyone was not convinced, Shi Wushuang didn't say much, threw the roll in his hand to the child standing by the hanger, and found a chair to sit down.

"Open it, this son will press another six thousand taels of silver, if this son can't win the championship, the silver will be given to you, and the labor and management will burn the painting themselves!"

said that the whole person collapsed in the chair, with a look of arrogance.

Ye Ziwen and Ye Zixuan's brothers were temporarily caught by Ye Chenyuan from home, and they were originally very excited, who knew that it was a group of rotten and sour people who complimented each other and boasted about their own calligraphy and painting exchanges, and the paintings were not as good as their own sisters.

was sitting beside Ye Chenyuan bored, and when Shi Wushuang came in, they and Ye Chenyuan felt the same, thinking that this person was very kind, but they couldn't remember it. However, this did not affect the two of them to have a good impression of the world. Thanks to the second sister in the family, the two little guys are absolutely in appearance. At this time, seeing the other party's domineering side leakage, it was even more worshipful.

Two pairs of big sparkling eyes looked at Shi Wushuang excitedly, and the room gradually quieted down.

Liu Jun and Headwind Mo glanced at each other, pondered for a while, and finally nodded at the little guy next to the pylon.

"Open it up, let's see how this benevolent brother is so confident."

The little guy had never seen anything like this, and he was in a hurry to study the straight tube for a long time, and he didn't open a stick of incense for a while, so he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

The little guy was the personal servant of the prince of Rui Wang, and he really had no choice but to look at Liu Jun for help.

Shaking his head helplessly, Liu Jun's heart was in a panic, the other party was absolutely deliberate, such a dismount was indeed powerful.

Sighing, Chao Shiwushuang bowed slightly, and Liu Jun spoke loudly.

"The young valley master is a good method, and the house slave is really stupid, so it's better to ask for advice, so that I can wait and observe."

Looking up, Shi Wushuang's originally warm and jade-like handsome face raised an evil smile, hooked his index finger towards the little guy, and arrogantly twisted the end of the straight tube in front of everyone, and opened it in a moment.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this (that's right, that's the word), and such a clever technique was simply unheard of. You must know that calligraphy and painting are difficult to preserve, and if you don't pay attention to it, it is either damp or torn, if you can have such a convenient tube, then you don't have to worry about these in the future.

Thinking of this, everyone's vision is different all of a sudden, and what readers love is nothing more than these pastimes.

The little guy respectfully took the paper tube from Shiwu's hands, stepped back cautiously, and then turned around.

Hang the upper end of the scroll on the wooden peg of the hanger, and move the scroll down little by little.

Ethereal clouds, scattered petals, slowly revealing a towering bun, and then a pair of eyebrows that seem to be smiling like a smile, pink petals faintly around the eyelids, small and delicate nose, slightly hooked lips, snow-white and slippery long neck, collarbones looming, only wearing an emerald green gold silk printed bandeau with light embroidery, embroidered lightly, jade arms looming in the silk sleeves, Qianqian jade fingers, fingertips red cardamom bright eyes, Ying Ying's waist is exposed outside, and the lower body is wrapped in light gauze of the same color, as if the wind blows and the gauze skirt flies, A pair of snow-white jade feet loomed, and the small toes made people want to hold it in their hands and play with it.

The room was silent, except for the sound of deep breathing. The person in this painting seems to be about to leap out, and it seems to be about to fly away in the wind.

After a long time, the sound of heavy breathing was slightly weaker, and everyone's eyes reluctantly moved away from the woman in the painting, but there were bursts of gasping sounds.

Before human nature, they were all fascinated by the woman in the painting, and when everyone came back to their senses, they couldn't help but marvel.

The white clouds behind the woman are rolling, the fairy aura is swirling, and the shadows are beautiful, as if you are in a fairyland! At the bottom right of the painting is a square seal, with four characters written on it.

"Peerless Child"

"W-Isn't this an immortal?"

For a long time, someone in the crowd muttered to themselves.

Liu Jun, the son of King Rui, was even more obsessed.

"This woman should only be in heaven."

Slowly, everyone recovered one after another, but the eyes that looked at the world were full of admiration.

The face of the old man who criticized the world was extremely complicated, and he hesitated, but finally asked with anticipation in his eyes.

"I don't know if the son told me how to see this scene, I really don't have the opportunity to see such a fairyland."

As soon as the words fell, a younger son on the side was obsessed with his fists.

"I don't know if the son can tell the fairy in the painting whether it is true or false, Xiaosheng admires, if he can marry her, this life is enough......"

Before the words were finished, the prince of Rui Wang snorted coldly.

"Fairy Bingqing Yujie, I can't give birth to half a blasphemy, how can I allow you to insult!"

There was a lot of discussion around, but Ye Chenyuan and Ye Ziwen Ye Zixuan's father and son were shocked and inexplicable, then, if the fairy in the painting was not surrounded by flowers and souls around his eyelids, wouldn't it be the same as the daughter of the family's "sister"?

Seeing that everyone was almost there, the world's unequaled folding fan shook lightly and strode forward.

"How about it, I can see it almost now, do you still need to compare?"

The others looked at each other and shook their heads.

The son of the head of the household book silently bowed his hand against the wind and said with a smile.

"Childe's painting is exquisite, the people in the painting are lifelike, I am ashamed of myself, I don't know if I can tell the origin of this statement?"

The meaning of these words is that the world has already won the championship, and the others have also shown admiration and have no complaints. But I'm also very curious about the words of the headwind.

Shi Wushuang smiled, his face showing a thoughtful look.

"Actually, I don't know where this is, but I traveled to a desert with Master, and suddenly this scene appeared in front of me, as if I could get it by mistake, but Master and I had it for a long time, but we didn't get there, and then suddenly disappeared again."

The rhetoric had been thought out early in the morning, so he didn't panic, but the eyes of Ye Chenyuan and Ye Ziwen and Ye Zixuan, father and son, were really hot, which made Shi Wushuang a little embarrassed.

The son of the wise king groaned, lingered in front of the painting with his hands behind his back, and then spoke slowly.

"What Your Excellency said, I have heard a lot, it is rumored that this scene is called a mirage, only people who are destined to see it, if there is a fairy fate, you may also get the guidance of the immortals, and you will live forever from now on, and your life will be better than the sky."

"Poof~!"

couldn't help but smile, and Shi Wushuang covered his mouth.

"Ahem, it seems that my master and I don't have that kind of creation."

Another admiration, everyone finally chose only the world unequaled as the leader, and there should have been a pair of words, but everyone also waved their hands again and again, not daring to match it.

In the past, everyone may have complained about the arrogant attitude of the world, but now they are respectful to him, and there is a lot of flattery in their words. This is the person chosen by the immortals.

It was set to listen to the auction of Yulou three days later, and Shi Wushuang walked out of the hotel gate with a cowering little guy carrying a picture tube on his back.

In order to avoid being stoned to death by the big girl and the little daughter-in-law on the street with sachets, handkerchiefs, hairpins and other things, the master and servant did sneak around this time to pick a place with few people, and they didn't dare to be as tough as before.

Entering an alley, Shi Wushuang walked while hating the iron and not steel, pointing at the little girl's chatter.

"Tell me about you, where is the temperament of my dignified and carefree valley master's personal servant! My face is ...... by you."

Before the words fell, he turned the corner, and suddenly saw two people in front of him, his eyes grew in horror, and he reflexively spoke.

"Sister, who is this sister ~~ looking for?" (To be continued.) )