Win?

Mr. Ji? Win?

This kid? Can you win?

Everyone was speechless at the same time, and countless alpacas were galloping in their minds, only thinking that this thing was too absurd.

"Since this kid is an old man, then I will spare him once."

After pondering for a moment, Ji Lin already paid attention in his heart.

Speaking of which, Ji Lin found that his state after coming out of the mountain this time was very strange, and it seemed that he was easily affected by everything.

This feeling made Ji Lin very puzzled and confused, but he couldn't find the answer for a while.

"The teacher once said that I would attain enlightenment in 5,000 years, could it be related to this?" I can't think about it, Ji Linsuo's 'sex' no longer thinks about it.

"Since Ji Xian won the final victory, then he is the leader, do you have any objections?" Dong Xun'er said with a smile.

"Whoever dares to have objections to my eldest brother, Lao Tzu will destroy whom."

Beichen Yumo's arrogant voice then resounded throughout the audience.

"We have no objections."

The sages smiled bitterly, secretly saying that there could be any objection to this?

Beichen Yumo is so fierce, who dares to fight?

"The beauty of the so-called gentleman's 'becoming' and 'human', since Mr. Ji is the leader, the old man withdraws from the competition for Yue Wumu's calligraphy."

Lin Fuzi let out a long sigh, and there was a bit of loneliness in his tone.

Beichen Yumo seems to have a tendency to look at Ji Lin's horse, and whoever dares to fight against Ji Lin will be the leader, Lin Fuzi's skills are not as good as others, so he naturally will not fight.

"The old man has no objection." Everyone Liu nodded, also a little depressed.

"My two brothers have no objection." The two kings smiled bitterly at the same time.

"The winner of Yue Wumu's calligraphy is Mr. Ji."

Bang!

Accompanied by Master Rain, the majestic and deep voice resounded throughout the audience. The first finale of this year's Jiangshan auction has finally settled. It came to a perfect end.

The Jiangshan auction is of a very high standard. Members are strictly prohibited from divulging the auction status.

So everything that happened today is destined not to be passed on.

But the name Ji Lin was remembered by the sages present, lingering, and it was hard to forget.

"The next auction is a guqin, the name of which is Jiaowei."

Airplanes!

As soon as Dong Xun'er's words came out, the audience shook at the same time. All the sages were excited.

Jiaowei Qin is made by Cai Yong, a scholar of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and is one of the four famous pianos, which has moved through the ages.

For those who love music, the value of this piano cannot be estimated by money.

Such a treasure was actually taken out for auction, which is really worthy of the auction.

Even the four sages of the bamboo forest, who were depressed about the loss of Yue Wumu's calligraphy, were also 'flushed' and excited at this moment.

"The Spirit Emperor has no beads and is a good general. Jiao Tong had the honor of cutting the famous piano. ”

"I didn't expect the old man to be lucky enough to see the four famous pianos born today. Fortunately, fortunately! ”

Caressing his white beard, Lin Fuzi smiled very gratifyingly.

In today's world, the decline of Chinese culture has made the older generation of Lin Fuzi, who have the ambition of "to Jun Yao Shun, and then make the customs pure", very sad.

In the past hundred years, there have been several catastrophes in China, not only the traditional culture has almost been broken, but even the antiques left by many ancestors have sunk into the sea, and there is no news anymore.

After the Jiaoweiqin itself was completed in the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was circulated several times, and the last time it appeared was in the hands of Wang Fengnian, a native of Kunshan in the Ming Dynasty.

After Wang Fengnian, there was no news from Jiao Weiqin, only leaving infinite reverie for future generations.

Nowadays, the Jiaowei Qin is not only alive, but also put up for auction.

This...... Isn't it too powerful?

"Today's auction of Jiaoweiqin is a bit special, because it is entrusted by someone to auction my country."

"According to the owner's requirements, the value of this piano will not be directly measured by money, but - smell the strings and know the elegant sound!"

Facing a burning gaze, Dong Xun'er said something that made Qunxian a little surprised.

But it is also said that Jiaowei Qin is one of the four famous pianos, which is extremely elegant.

If this is measured purely in terms of money, it is indeed inappropriate.

Jiaoweiqin is invaluable, if this is really measured by money, the value is definitely not inferior to Yue Wumu's calligraphy.

If it is really bought with pure money, it is definitely an astronomical amount.

However, if it is to "smell the strings and know the elegant sound" to compete, it is really hard to say who will end up with the Jiaowei qin.

"Miss Dong, may I ask what kind of competition you are talking about, 'smelling the strings and knowing the elegant sound'?"

Cao Long suddenly got up and asked tentatively.

Hearing this, everyone focused their eyes on Dong Xun'er, and they wanted to know the answer.

"For the specific comparison, let's let the owner answer."

Dong Xun'er smiled slightly, did not answer the question, but turned her gaze to the rear.

In the midst of the peach blossoms, a woman dressed in white, a woman in white with a scarf covering her face.

Although this woman makes people unable to see her face, she is extremely beautiful, which makes people reverie, and I only feel that this woman seems to be a lady from the country who came out of an ancient painting.

"It's kind of interesting." Ji Lin took the feather and tasted the wine gently, observing the surroundings with interest.

Now that Yue Wumu has succeeded, Ji Lin has no worries, and only needs to wait for the auction to end and complete the handover, and Ji Lin's purpose of this trip to Xiangjiang has been achieved.

Although the Jiaowei Qin is precious, Ji Lin is not a person who asks with the sound of the qin, and he does not take this object very seriously.

However, the so-called solo music is not as good as the music of the crowd, and it is an elegant thing to hear the strings and know the elegant sound, and Ji Lin doesn't mind joining in the fun.

"Whoever can guess my name by listening to the sound of the harp today, I will give it to him."

The woman in white sat in the Lanting Pavilion, gently put her hand on the guqin, and her slender hand flowed, and the elegant sound suddenly resounded throughout the audience.

The peach blossoms all over the sky are falling, the Lanting Qingxi flows gracefully, the green bamboo in the rear shakes with the wind, the beautiful scenery of the people is also beautiful, and the romantic charm of an ancient poem is good.

Between the fingers of the woman in white, seeing that time ran out in an instant, the sages were all intoxicated, closing their eyes and enjoying the natural sound of "this song is only because it is in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world".

After today, I am afraid that if I listen to the sound of other guqins in the future, it will be boring.

"Hey, look at the beam of the Lanting Pavilion, why is it golden?"

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked forward and was immediately moved.

"Lingering sounds, this is lingering sounds!"

Lin Fuzi looked shocked, and looked at the woman in white with admiration.

"The aftermath lingers, and it lasts for three days", this is a supernatural power that can only be possible for a grandmaster who has reached the pinnacle in music.

The status of people who can get so much in music is equivalent to the status of the four sages of the bamboo forest in the calligraphy world.

However, the woman in white in front of her, who looked to be in her early twenties, could even move the past and the present with a piece of strings, she ...... Who exactly?

Why has this woman never been mentioned before today?

She...... Who exactly is it?

"Gentlemen, you can write the answer on paper. Whoever can guess the answer, Jiao Weiqin will give it to whomever he wants. ”

When Dong Xun'er's heavenly sound was in the sky, Ji Lin clearly felt that the breathing of everyone in the audience became rapid.

PS: There is still 1 shift at 5 p.m. (To be continued......)