After Yun Zemo finished speaking, the others nodded in agreement. Vertices

"Zemo was fortunate to have seen a picture of the azure smoke and rain of Yunyazi's predecessors, but he never encountered it again, and this painter has no way to verify it, it was bought by Jinguancheng and sent to Yunyi Pavilion."

"How do I know if it's genuine? Maybe someone is copying it? ”

Someone below raised their own doubts.

Yun Zemo nodded: "This is what I want to say, it is precisely because there is no way to prove the authenticity, so whether everyone wants to buy it or not is all voluntary, even if no one buys it, Zemo plans to collect it." ”

The sellers began to discuss in a whisper, and then the man at one of the tables spoke: "This painting is not a painting by Yun Yazi. ”

The crowd looked at him.

Yun Zemo also humbly asked: "Does Gongzi Qi know the reason?" ”

That Qi Gongzi was the one who never bought the painting.

He was dressed in a dark green dress, embroidered with silver chrysanthemum patterns, elegant and arrogant.

"The painting I want to find in Yunyazi is not a day or two, and I once visited Zen Master Huide, who obtained the authentic work."

Another man asked, "But the abbot of Qinglong Temple?" ”

"Exactly, once Yunyazi passed by Qinglong Temple, and Huide Zen Master saw it at first sight, and left a painting, when I went to pay respects, Master Huide said that Yunyazi's painting has a characteristic, that is, if there is a mountain, there must be people."

Mu Jiaren nodded after hearing this, this person is really an expert, Master's paintings are indeed like this, there must be someone in the landscape, this person is himself, so she imitates Master's painting style and paints, out of respect, she will add two or three people.

Qi Gongzi pointed to the scroll on it and said, "There are two people in this painting. ”

Yun Zemo turned around and looked, and sure enough, there were two people in the pavilion in the mountain.

Everyone shook their heads, it seemed that it was a fake.

Qi Gongzi looked at Yun Zemo and asked, "I don't know how much Boss Yun, how much do you plan to sell?" ”

"Originally, I didn't know whether it was true or false, so according to the master's request, this painting was thirty taels of silver."

Mu Jiaren was choked by her own saliva, she sold ten taels at the beginning, and the person who changed hands wanted to sell it for thirty taels, it was really valuable, she could sell it herself!

"I'll pay a hundred taels for this painting."

Everyone was puzzled, why did they buy it when they knew it was a fake painting?

"What does Qi Gongzi mean by this?"

"Because although this painting is not the authentic work of Yun Yazi, the painter is a personal disciple of Yun Yazi's predecessors."

Mu Jia is on the second floor, her eyes are about to fall off, this person's eyes are too poisonous, she doesn't know him at all! How did you know about this?

"Yun Yazi's predecessors have disciples?" Yun Zemo was also very surprised.

"Yes, Zen Master Huide personally said that Yunyazi's predecessors had missed a Buddhist conference, and Zen Master Huide asked the reason, and he said that he was teaching his disciples to learn painting, and the people in the world who can imitate paintings so exquisitely must be his disciples, and he knows his master very well, so he will leave two of them to show respect."

Mu Jiaren looked at this person and really sighed, is he a roundworm in his stomach? How do you know so much?

"Little brother, do you know who the young man Qi below is?"

"He, he's not small, it's Qi Rui, the son of the household servant."

No wonder it's a hundred taels as soon as you make a move, and the life of a rich man is really good.

Mu Jiaren sighed that her paintings could be sold for fifty taels, and she really wanted to shout, she was the disciple of her own lineage.

At this moment, Qi Rui continued to speak: "It's a pity that the whereabouts of this disciple are still unknown, and some people are rumored to say that he died young, Qi Mou thought, maybe this is his last work." ”

Mu Jiaren clicked and directly crushed the railing, and the people next to her looked at her, Mu Jiaren smiled embarrassedly: "This is really in disrepair." ”

After the others turned their heads, she roared inwardly, you died young! You've just left it behind! She's alive and well!

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads, after all, with Qi Rui's previous opinion, this must still be somewhat credible.

"Although the painting of Yunyi Pavilion is the most expensive, but Qi Gongzi knows this painting very well, and he also has a special examination, Zemo hopes that this painting can be sold to Qi Gongzi, I don't know what everyone thinks."

The others nodded in agreement.

Qi Rui clasped his hands and saluted: "Admit it." ”

Mu Jiaren looked at Qi Rui speechlessly, next time she must ask clearly, how did she know that she was dead!

After the painting appreciation conference, Yunyi Pavilion invited buyers, and Mu Jiaren was waiting in the Drunken Immortal Building, she wanted to see if this Qi Gongzi really understood, or was he playing tricks.

After coming out of the Drunken Immortal Tower, Qi Rui got into the carriage directly and returned to the Qi Mansion.

At this time, it was already dark, Mu Jiaren changed into night clothes and landed on the roof of the Qi family.

After looking for a while, he finally saw Qi Rui's figure, and there seemed to be a person standing next to him.

Mu Jiaren lay on the roof, lifted the tiles and looked down, the two entered the room, and Qi Rui unfolded the painting he got today.

"Look, isn't it very expressive?"

Beside him, a man in a brown shirt stepped forward to take a closer look.

"It's really good."

"Hey, in fact, I lied today, that disciple is not dead, but he rarely paints, let alone sells."

"That's why you say it's a posthumous work?" The brown-clad man didn't seem to approve of his approach.

"Yes, first, if it reaches his ears, it may come out, and second, if you really can't find this person, this is a posthumous work."

Mu Jiaren sighed, she was really scheming, she wanted to lure her out.

"By the way, I also heard that Yun Yazi accepted a female apprentice, presumably a Taoist aunt, and she is very ugly."

Mu Jiaren endured her anger, you are ugly, your whole family is ugly!

Qi Rui, you rumor-mongering man!

The man in brown clothes was a little puzzled: "It's possible to be Aunt Dao, why do you want to say that people are ugly?" ”

"Hey, Yun Yazi is also very ugly, his disciple is naturally ...... What's more, which Dao aunt have you seen who is good-looking? ”

"If you let the painter of this painting know, I will definitely not want to sell you."

Mu Jiaren nodded, yes, she really didn't want to sell it to him.

However, looking at the two of them studying the paintings, Mu Jiaren was very pleased, and she was very happy that her paintings were appreciated.

This is the happiest thing she has been doing in so long since she came down the mountain.

When Qi Rui was sending off guests, she sneaked into the room, added something delicious to his tea, and then left.

This medicine will make people burn overnight, and tomorrow his throat will be dumb.

It's shameful to spread rumors, and she wants him to have a long memory.

Early the next morning, Mu Jiaren took two paintings and found Yunyi Pavilion.

"This girl, I don't know if you look at paintings or buy paintings?"

The guy came over and asked.

"Can I meet your boss Yun? I have two paintings that I want him to see. ”

"Oh, there are a lot of people who want to see our boss, so the girl might as well give the painting to the villain first, and the villain will send it to the boss."

Mu Jiaren handed over one of them.

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