Chapter 13 Selling Paintings on the Street

As soon as Ji Xin entered the inner hall, Lige came to pass the word, saying that it was the king Zhou Zong who asked to see him.

"Let Master Wang in."

After Zhou Zong came in, he first made a salute, and took two steps forward to support Zhou Zong.

"Master Wang, I said, there is no need for this between you and me."

Zhou Zongluo was relieved and emotional, the eldest princess has grown up and ascended to this high position, her words are fierce and resolute, but she still remembers all the feelings and meanings just like when she was a child.

"Your Royal Highness, in the court today, although the minister agreed with Jimo Qinghe's proposal, he couldn't fully believe him, the minister knew that His Royal Highness believed that he wanted to use him, and the minister would set off with the two adults to go to the moonset with the two adults, the road ahead is long, and the minister will watch the moonset with his life for the eldest princess."

Zhou Zong said.

Ji Xin was moved. "Master Wang, don't talk about your life easily, this palace only hopes that Master Wang is alive and well, this century-old foundation of Haotian still needs to be witnessed by Master Wang."

Zhou Zong wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and just saluted the salary for a while.

The maintenance chamber of commerce acted quickly, a large number of business travelers entered the capital, only three months, the moonset capital has not been decadent in the past, although it has not yet fully prospered, but the roadside people are boiling, the sound of buying and selling is endless, and the special products of the moonset are more taxed, and many business travelers from other countries have also come here to look for business opportunities.

At this moment, Ji Xin is walking on the streets of Yueluodu in a goose yellow silk curl, wandering around with a relaxed look, Ji Xin is already good-looking, a pair of phoenix eyes are clear and bright, usually the princess's gorgeous clothes are majestic and difficult to look at directly, but now she is wearing regular clothes, but she looks like a little girl from a family who came out to play.

Ji Xin only brought Fu Tu with him when he left the palace this time, and did not tell the people who were handling the election of officials in the moonset capital, if Zhou Zong knew that he left the royal capital at will, and Ji Xin stuck out his tongue when he thought of this, it might not be easy to do.

"Futu, it's so lively over there, let's go take a look."

Ji Xin walked straight to the place where the crowd gathered, and Futu carefully opened the way for the eldest princess next to him, preventing anything from colliding with the eldest princess.

In the crowd, two people who looked like children were arguing in front of the painting shop, and one looked like a painting student, with arrogant and indignant eyes. The other was dignified, dressed in a brocade satin robe, and behaved like a gentleman, followed by two servants, and moved a Taishi chair to sit on, extremely wild.

"You gentlemen, how do you know the deep meaning of my paintings, I'm afraid you don't even know a few words." The student who sells paintings exits.

"You're such an interesting person, since you put the painting here to sell, and now I want to buy it, and you refuse to sell it, what do you mean?"

The gentleman shook his fan and was not annoyed.

"I sell paintings, but I don't sell them to people like you, and I only sell paintings to people who are destined."

"Someone who is destined, who knows if you came up with an idea on a temporary basis, unless you find someone who is destined to come out on the spot, otherwise I will take this painting away." The gentleman said nonchalantly.

The eyes of the painting student darkened, although he was prepared, but during this time, it was too difficult to find someone who could answer his question, but at this moment, this gentleman was provocative, and it was difficult for him to ride a tiger, so he could only fight.

"Everyone, Zheng Xize, a student in the next moon and Luodu, here I choose a person who is destined for my painting, the conditions are very simple, whoever can write the next couplet for my two sentences, but I must integrate my mind with the war."

Zheng Xize laid out a piece of paper from the table and lifted the pen: The green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind.

"Please write the following link."

The onlookers talked about it, but no one stepped forward, and the gentleman shook his fan with a smile like a good show, and Zheng Xize's face turned red.