"The maid is kind-hearted, give her a bowl of hot soup and a steamed bun ......"

Da Lang told the story of Mr. Wenyuan to everyone in a colorful way.

"Later, Mr. Wen Yuan got out of the predicament, tossed and turned, and could no longer find the maid."

"However, the appearance of the servant girl when she helps others is deeply imprinted in Mr. Wenyuan's heart."

So Mr. Wen Yuan stayed up all night and started to paint this picture of a lady.

Da Lang said, and took the hand of the little novice and showed the picture of the lady in front of everyone.

He raised his voice and said, "When Mr. Wen Yuan donated this painting, he said that it was because of the kindness of the maid that he had this painting. ”

"So in this painting, there is kindness."

"Now, Mr. Wen Yuan is willing to donate it and use the silver from the auction to do more good deeds and help more people."

"At the same time, I also hope that this painting can convey good thoughts and lead people to goodness."

"Here, Song Huaiwen instead of the Charity Foundation, thank Mr. Wenyuan."

"At the same time, thank you also to the servant girl who gave Mr. Wenyuan a bite to eat."

"Good for good, good for good."

"The auction of ladies is open, please bid!"

Dalang announced loudly.

"Five hundred taels!"

A young man dressed as a scholar was the first to shout, "Mr. Wen Yuan is a senior I admire, and his paintings are worth this price." ”

"Heh~ only five hundred taels, I'm embarrassed to say admiration."

A mocking voice overshadowed the young man's words.

Stretching out a hand, he said, "I'll give a thousand taels!" ”

"One thousand taels, not much! Not much! ”

The third person was dressed in a fancy shirt and looked like he was in business.

I saw him say, "One thousand five hundred taels, this painting has a treasure value." ”

"Two thousand taels!"

Soon a fourth person joined the fray.

"Two Thousand Eight ......"

"Three Thousand Two ......"

The price continued to rise, even soaring all the way to eight thousand taels.

"Wow!"

Yang Yunqing couldn't close her mouth in surprise.

"This Mr. Wen Yuan is so powerful, his painting is even more valuable than Mrs. Xungui's jewelry."

"But it's no wonder that literati things are more sought after."

"Even my father made two calligraphy and paintings elegantly and hung them in the study." New Bayi Chinese Network Launch www.. com m.. com

"It was said that it was Chen Songshi's authentic handiwork, and it cost 80,000 taels of silver, and my mother saw it at that time, and she was distressed for a while."

"Mr. Chen Songshi's calligraphy and painting are indeed a must." Song Qingyuan nodded, "If it is genuine, eighty thousand taels will not be lost." ”

In fact, she didn't have much research on calligraphy and painting.

But when I came here and started to learn calligraphy, I read some books and heard the names of some people.

For example, this Chen Songshi is a famous literati and ink artist in the previous dynasty, known as the double masterpiece of calligraphy and painting.

As for whether this person appeared in her previous history, Song Qingyuan is not clear. The fastest network update Mobile::/m.. com/

She only knew that the eldest man next to her, San Lang, admired him more.

"What about this Mr. Wenyuan?"

Yang Yunqing asked curiously, blushing.

She loves business, loves women's things, but doesn't like to read.

Little is known about these literati and writers.

Especially her brother, who is also a businessman.

Unlike Song Qingyuan's third brother, he entered the Guozijian and pursued learning.

"How much can Mr. Wen Yuan's paintings fetch and is it worth collecting?"

Yang Yunqing asked again.

"Mr. Wenyuan, ......"

Song Qingyuan thought about it and guessed, "It's probably about 10,000 taels!" ”

The first time she heard the name Mr. Wen Yuan was from Lu Mingxuan's mouth.

At that time, Lu Mingxuan admired this person's painting skills.

also specially talked to her about this person's life.

Mr. Wen Yuan used to be a certain science and technology scholar, and after gaining fame, he went to a small county town to be a county magistrate.

With his own talent, his county was governed by him in an orderly manner, and his performance was evaluated year after year, and he was later promoted to the prefect.

Later, because of political disagreement, he resigned angrily.

Now, he is already living a life of idle clouds and wild cranes, immersed in the mountains and rivers.

"Oh! 10,000 taels......"

Yang Yunqing showed regret.

"If I have so much silver, I will take it and treasure it."

When it is sold later, it will be another one, but it is a pity......

She's shy.

"I just don't know what happened to the lady in that painting?"

Yang Yunqing muttered softly.

"Does she know that her face was drawn on paper by Mr. Wen Yuan."

"I don't know!"

"Maybe we'll find out later......"

Song Qingyuan shook his head and turned his gaze to the auction table.

At this time, the competition for Mr. Wen Yuan's paintings has come to an end.

The face of the person who took the picture is very familiar, it is Cheng Da Boss, Cheng Qi.

"This man is very powerful......

Yang Yunqing whispered again, lying in Song Qingyuan's ear, and gave Song Qingyuan a popular science of Cheng Qiqi.

Obviously, she knows more about these big businessmen than about literati and ink writers.

"This Cheng Qi ......"

Yang Yunqing lowered her voice, "His eldest daughter entered the Third Prince's Mansion and became a side concubine, and she is quite favored. ”

"He has always been the only one who is the head of the three princes."

Yang Yunqing said meaningfully.

Song Qingyuan's face was not different.

Cheng Qi is a member of the Three Princes, as early as when he went to Qunfang Pavilion and gave up the private room to Qi Xiangning, she had a guess.

At this time, Song Qingyuan's eyebrows suddenly moved, and he remembered something.

That is Concubine Yang and Concubine De.

Concubine De was born in the Dingguo Mansion and was the mother concubine of the second prince.

Concubine Yang not only got close to her, but also married Yang Yunqing into the Dingguo Mansion.

So the Yang family...... Isn't it to get on the big boat of the second prince?

Song Qingyuan's breath stagnated, and unconsciously, he looked at Yang Yunqing who was smiling.

I sighed silently in my heart.

Since they arrived in the capital, she has felt the dark tide surging under the battle for the storage position.

A lot of uncertainties are also slowly emerging.

It was only at this moment that she truly realized the importance of family.

Just like her and Yang Yunqing.

Once Yang Yunqing married into the Dingguo Mansion, she was labeled as the Second Prince's Party.

And what about herself......

Naturally, it depends on the will of her future husband, Xiao Jingduo.

Whoever Xiao Jingduo supports, she will become whoever she is with the Song family.

When the choice is different, can her friendship with Yang Yunqing continue?

At this time, Song Qingyuan only hoped that their family Lord Xiao was really neutral.

You can protect yourself and not participate in royal strife.

…………

Two hours later.

The second auction officially ended.

Everyone dispersed, only Song Qingyuan was around, but it was surrounded by people.

"Song Nongnu, can you tell us more about that member?"

"Song Nongnu, if you become a member of the Charity Foundation, can you nominate my son to enter the Guozi Prison ......?"

"Song Nongnu, I want to become a member......

"Song Nongnu, my son is not good at reading, can I push my nephew ......"

A group of people were talking and asking about the quota of the national prison......

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