Zhang San sat in the corner and no one paid attention, watching them chat and praise in groups, Zhang San didn't bother to take care of them. Zhang San, www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, thinks that the only bad thing is that there is no drink or food here, and it feels that it is not as fun as those drinks on TV.

Zhang San sat bored, so he had to observe these people, there seemed to be a natural boundary between them and divided them into three parts, most of them were wearing scribe shirts like this, and there were a bunch of people wearing official clothes in the distance, and on the other side were businessmen dressed as outsiders.

Of course, the other two groups of people have a tendency to move closer to each other like the officials.

The people who come are generally brought over will drill into their own circles, and Zhang San disdains to listen to the content of their chats, and the appearance of a lewd smile and a cheap smile makes people want to vomit. Zhang San looked at the unsightly wild chrysanthemums that had been trampled all over the ground with some boredom. sighed: "I said okay to come to see you, but I didn't expect you to be more and more unlucky." ”

After more than half an hour, the number of people began to increase, Zhang Sanzheng was impatient, and suddenly saw his acquaintance, immediately turned his face, and smiled bitterly in his heart: "I'm a god, they are really a group of talents." ”

The person who came was none other than those scholars who were scolded by Zhang San that day for only recognizing clothes and not people. As soon as they came, the talented people here immediately surrounded them, and Brother Jia and Brother Li shouted. The circle of talented people is not big, but since everyone has passed, the two people who didn't go in this circle seem abrupt.

The people over there looked this way, only saw Zhang San's back, the group of people finished saluting each other, and walked to Zhang San's side, as if they wanted to come over to say hello, Zhang San couldn't hide from it, and he was afraid of you, so he immediately got up and stood here.

The person over there immediately bowed his hand and said, "I've seen this brother, it's your ......." ”

Zhang San said with a smile: "It's really a place not to meet in life, it's really a blessing." ”

Several people in that group of people recognized Zhang San by talking to each other, and their faces were red with anger, but it was not easy to have a seizure, after all, Zhang San's scolding was too ugly at the beginning, and if he said it, he would still lose his face.

The leader of the group flicked his sleeves and snorted, no longer paying attention to Zhang San, Zhang San was also happy, and everyone sometimes cast curious glances. Zhang San also hummed a little song with peace of mind.

It wasn't until the sound of the princess that everyone stopped talking, and when the people arrived, everyone bowed and bowed to see the princess, Zhang San hid in the crowd and saluted, Zhang San raised his head to see what Song Huizong looked like.

I saw that this thing had red lips and white teeth, and looked shrewd and wise. This is the face of the traitor, looking at this shrewd and wise face, who can see that he is an idiot.

Duanwang also said without any arrogance: "Today, our brothers and sisters invite everyone to go to the meeting in the West Mountain, one is to enjoy the chrysanthemum view, and the other is to let everyone contribute money and efforts to give the people stranded in the capital a little way to live." Recently, the Taiyuan earthquake, and the north flow of the Yellow River, natural disasters continue, thanks to all of you work together to tide over the difficulties, here our brothers and sisters on behalf of the emperor thank you. ”

After speaking, King Duan and the German princess bowed, and everyone also saluted one after another. Next, according to Zhang San's idea, it is time to hold an auction. However, the next step was not to let go of Zhang San's imagination, not only did not hold any auctions, but began to exchange feelings and chat.

Another hour passed, it was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, the auction was just started, and the stage began to introduce, which one donated something, how much it was worth, who was bidding, etc., the voices came and went, Zhang San stood in the crowd and watched.

Anyway, he doesn't buy or sell, Zhang San only thinks that he is making up the numbers, and there are pen and ink inkstones on the stage, cultural relics and treasures, seals and jade, calligraphy and paintings, etc., everyone is also very face-saving, and everything can be sold for tens of hundreds. None of them were unsold.

It was not until noon that everyone was able to sit down and eat some simple snacks, fruits and vegetables, and then held an auction. Everyone stood under the stage, watching a person on the stage speak, in the morning felt fresh, in the afternoon felt bored, everyone after dinner and a little sleepy, some people simply found a place to sit and no longer participated.

Her Royal Highness the princess felt that the effect was good in the morning, and raised tens of thousands of donations in the morning, but saw that everyone had no spirit in the morning, and was secretly anxious. ”

When the princess heard this, she was happy and immediately wanted to greet her, and Zhao Ji next to her also got up and said, "Let's go, let's greet together." ”

The two came to the periphery and saw Mi Fu coming by car, and a scholar with a copper kettle was waiting. Mi Fu has a habit of cleanliness, so next time never let people support, and so he next time the boy moved a small stool for him to go up and down.

When he came down, he saw that Zhao Ji and the German princess were already waiting on the side, and hurriedly bowed: "The minister has seen the prince, Her Royal Highness the princess, it's far away, it's too late, and I ask the princess to forgive me." ”

Zhao Ji stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hey, Mr. Yuanzhang can come, it has added a lot to the Xishan Chrysanthemum Fair, Mr. came from afar to work hard, and go up the mountain to drink some tea and rest first." ”

The two laughed and walked to the mountain, both of them have a hobby of calligraphy, so they talked about it along the way, to the mountain, everyone on the mountain also heard that Mi Fu was coming, and now they really have to see, immediately come forward to say hello.

Zhang San was leaning on the table and half asleep, when he suddenly saw a commotion in the crowd, as if something big had happened, and he cheered up to see. I saw a man who looked about fifty years old surrounded by Zhao Ji and the German princess and came here.

Zhang Sanyi was surprised, isn't the emperor coming? Listen to the discussion of the people next to you, what is it, Lumen monk, what Mr. Yuanzhang, and so on until someone mentioned Mi Fu Zhang San did not remember, depending on the fact that there is a Su Huang Mi Cai said that there is a Mi Fu, I don't know if it is this one.

When Mi Fu came to the crowd, Zhao Ji excitedly told everyone, today please Mr. Yuanzhang to come, mainly for the West Mountain collection, this afternoon where there are poetry works, will be engraved by Mi Yuanzhang handwritten stele to remember, and originally will be with His Majesty to take out the royal treasures together as tonight's finale treasure auction.

Those talented people were excited when they heard it, after all, this inscription notebook has been left in history, not to mention the handwriting of Mi Yuanzhang, when the book will definitely be imitated and rubbed, and then their names will inevitably be sung all over the world, how can they miss such an opportunity.

Zhang San is also very interested in Mi Fu's words, I don't understand calligraphy and don't think anything, but since now I have the champion knowledge, I also understand some calligraphy, so this famous word naturally wants to see it, but unfortunately he can't afford it.