"You just pointed to this pair of words, and you want to buy it!"

Jiang Cailing did it deliberately just now, in order to see Qian Lan's appearance, the seven hundred and fifty taels can be regarded as an unexpected gain, and this really can't blame her, if Qian Lan didn't care to raise the bar with herself, such a thing would not have happened.

Jiang Cailing smiled and replied calmly, "Miss Qian misunderstood something, I did point to this character because I wanted to tell Shopkeeper Hao that this character was flawed and wanted to replace it." But listen to Miss Qian, the reason why you took this picture is because you think I want to buy it? ”

"Don't quibble, even if you dare to show it, it's really ridiculous and generous!"

At this time, the middle-aged man just now said disapprovingly to Qian Lan, "This girl shouldn't know calligraphy." Then he turned to look at Jiang Cailing, "The girl is too modest to say that this painting is flawed, are you Mr. He Zhong's daughter?" Have you ever studied under the Qingyu layman? ”

Jiang Cailing replied modestly, "I was only ten years old when the Qingyu monk retired, and I admired the demeanor of the Qingyu monk, so I copied the Qingyu style, and over time the writing had the charm of the Qingyu monk." ”

"At a young age, I can write a good hand, if I don't see it with my own eyes, it's hard to believe that this word is from the hands of a young man, the word is like its person, and you can see the word that the girl is tenacious and meticulous, and has lofty ambitions, which is really rare."

Seeing everyone's appreciative attitude towards Jiang Cailing, Qian Lan's eyes were red, she dropped the picture scroll on her hand, her fair face was dyed with anger, and she pointed at Jiang Cailing and Hao Zheng and shouted, "It must be you who colluded with this broken shop, made a deduction, and deliberately raised the price!" ”

This is obviously a posture to make trouble, because it is a girl, and the guys in Taozhenju can't pull it, just when everyone is waiting to see how the farce ends, a voice sounded at the door, and everyone heard it clearly, "Miss Qian, do you regret it?" ”

Huzi was wearing a gown, a dark blue apron embroidered with the name of Taozhenju on his waist, like a little tiger through the crowd, walked in front of Qian Lan, with a fixed smile on his face, "Miss Qian, this auction is originally a matter of your willingness, our shopkeeper Hao did not comment on this work for half a point, if you think it is worth it, buy it, if it is not worth it, look at the next one, everything is fair and open, how can we say that we do deductions now?" ”

"You're just cheating money!" After Qian Lan looked down at the words "the daughter is gone and comes back", she thought that she had indeed spent exactly a thousand taels of silver, and she felt even more like laughing at herself, and she couldn't bear that she had spent more than seven hundred taels to buy Jiang Cailing's writing and ink.

Especially today, she Qian Lan bought her words with a lot of money, which will improve her prestige in Luoyang, and she was even more angry when she thought of this, so she put all the responsibility on the other party.

At this time, someone privately discussed, "This woman doesn't want to repay the debt!" ”

"That is, it is she who raised the price herself, what does it have to do with the shopkeeper!"

"I heard that this Miss Qian is a straw bale with an empty appearance, and today I saw it as expected!"

Qian Lan fancied face, and now everyone's words were like arrows stabbing at her, and her pride and self-esteem were trampled under her feet, her eyes couldn't help but redden, and she glared at Jiang Cailing fiercely.

At this time, Liu Minglou saw the opportunity, left and went up, comforted Qian Lan, and said to Hao Zheng, "I saw the scene just now, I think this man is also your gang!" ”

The person Liu Minglou was referring to was the middle-aged man who praised Jiang Cailing just now.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dark blue dark pattern jacket with a rhino horn belt around his waist, and he looked like he was either rich or expensive, Liu Minglou could be regarded as the wrong person this time.

"What are you to dare to talk to our master like this!" The Xuanyi guard beside the man glared angrily.

The middle-aged man just now was not angry, but stopped the angry entourage beside him, and looked at Liu Minglou with a smile, "Why did this little boy say this?" ”

The golden forehead of Pisces playing with beads made Liu Minglou look radiant, and he looked like everyone was drunk and he was sober and said, "If it weren't for the sentence you said, 'It has the charm of a green jade layman', how could these fourteen words be coaxed to this point?" Obviously, you are the trust of this store! ”

"Oh? What do you mean by the word to? ”

"Don't you ask knowingly here, I see that you and the shop are deceiving people together, and what kind of green jade monk and red jade monk just now, his hair is scattered, how can he not look like a sage person!"

"How can you say that!" Someone in the crowd was indignant, and this voice gathered together, forming a lot of criticism, "Where is there a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, Qingyu is an elegant person, how can you be so slandered!" ”

"Do you say that he is a Qingyu Layman? The elegant man in your mouth has been going deep into simplicity for the past seven years, why did he come out today, I think maybe that person imitated his face, you fanatics don't argue with the truth or falsehood, and fall into the routine of this black-hearted businessman! ”

Liu Minglou's words were very inflammatory, and sure enough, many people began to question the authenticity of Song Qingyu, and some people even began to look at Song Qingyu's painting just now.

The picture scroll depicts an elder and a young child, the two of them sit around a small red table under an osmanthus tree, the osmanthus falls all over the ground, the elder leans on the side of the osmanthus tree trunk, his movements are scattered, and the young girl with a double-ring bun is holding a pen with a sad face, looking at the white paper on the table and trying to think about something.

Osmanthus, mellow wine and small red square table are all sketched with a few brushstrokes, but the two people have been portrayed by Gongbi, virtual and real, sparse and dense, dynamic and static, the whole picture gives people a sense of tranquility and distantness, and it is more interesting.

One of them, a man of some age, pointed to the young girl on the painting, and analyzed the matter, "This style of painting does not look like that of a Qingyu layman, the picture of a lady he painted is a must, and you look at this little girl, with a yellow face and thin muscles, she is by no means a beauty, and Qingyu will never paint such an ugly person." ”

Jiang Cailing heard the word ugly, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh on her face, if her previous skin was called ugly, now she is afraid that she would have committed suicide by jumping into the river because of ugliness.

When the words landed, someone opened their lips and retorted, "After seven years of retreat, the mood is very different, the natural style of painting has changed, many literati and are full of wanton youth, and when they are old, they write open-minded or sad words and sentences with different circumstances in their lives, is it difficult for you to say that they are all impersonated!" ”

This person is Qing Niang, Qing Niang is wearing a plain Luo skirt with silver sleeves, no powder on her face, and she stands there with a light smile.

"This ......," the man was speechless when he retorted.

Liu Minglou refused to let go of such a good opportunity to put down his opponent, unfolded the golden folding fan, and looked even more noble against the backdrop of the gilt gold, and continued, "You are also a buddy in this store?" This guy from Taozhenju is a guy who can speak well one by one, and he doesn't know how the shopkeeper Hao recruited in the first place? What do you say, Miss Qian? ”

Liu Minglou was born good-looking, especially the white skin like congealed fat and amazing eyes like grapes, which made Qian Lan feel a little shy in her heart, although she didn't know why this handsome young man helped herself, but such a heroic model of saving beauty is always romantic, and it is not surprising that she was born with a beautiful face.

So Qian Lan was also a little more confident, and pointed the finger at Jiang Cailing, "He Ling'er, you have time to unite with the black-hearted shop here to make buckles, and don't contact the cook, is it possible that you have the confidence to defeat Princess Nanzhao, you must know that if you lose, you will lose the face of our entire Da Zhou!" ”

Everyone moved their eyes to Jiang Cailing, if an ordinary woman got so many questioning eyes in an instant, she would definitely panic, but Jiang Cailing was used to this kind of life, and a light smile appeared on her lips.

"I know that Miss Qian admires Gu Xiang, so she naturally cares about Gu Xiang's affairs, and she has some misunderstandings with me, let alone a day or two. Ling'er went out of the house today to choose and purchase vegetables and fruits, but I don't want to be slandered, although my He family is not a high-ranking family, but my father also taught Ling'er the word integrity, and now Miss Qian regrets taking a picture of my words, you can say bluntly, why bother going around such a big circle. ”

As soon as the words fell, it was like a spring thunder exploding, and everyone heard Qian Lan's admiration for Gu Jiming clearly, and they all shifted their eyes to her, each pair of eyes with the deep meaning of inquiry, braving the faint green light of gossip.

"No, I didn't ......" The things that I had hidden for a long time were torn apart in public, looking at everyone's eyes, as if telling "Look, she actually wants to take care of Prime Minister, heh, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat!" ”

Qian Lan's face was pale, and she only felt that her head was "buzzing", and she ran out with her head in her arms.

This is not over, Hao Zheng Langlang spoke, "Boss Liu of Qizhenju, we accept legitimate competition, but this method of using false information to slander us is shameful. If Boss Liu wants the business of Qizhenju to be prosperous, he shouldn't use herbs containing rotten face ingredients to make ointment and sell it to customers at a high price! ”

"Sure enough, this shop was opened by that woman, otherwise how could you know!" Liu Minglou couldn't help but muttered to himself when he heard this, knowing that he had missed his mouth, and hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about...... Ben Gongzi didn't! ”

Jiang Cailing took advantage of Liu Minglou's explanation to walk out of Taozhenju, and after buying the ingredients she needed, the sun was setting, and the leaves on the trees seemed to have fallen overnight, as if it had entered winter.

A yellow ginkgo biloba leaf on the ground is bright in color, different from the fallen leaves stained with sludge, it is particularly obvious on the dark brown ground, Jiang Cailing leaned over to pick it up, and when she got up with her fingers holding the thin stem, she happened to meet a pair of evil peach blossom eyes.

"Xiao Ling'er, what a coincidence, I didn't expect the two of us to meet here by chance so well!"

The person who spoke was Su Qingcheng, who hadn't appeared for a long time.

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