Ma Haotian pressed a switch, and the shelves full of dazzling books slowly opened to both sides, and there was still a room inside.

On the four walls of the room, calligraphy and paintings are plastered.

"This, this is Yan Zhenqing's handiwork?" Qu Sange can also be regarded as having some background, and at a glance he saw a pair of calligraphy in the center of the seat!

Yan Zhenqing is a saint of ancient paintings, and it is his world-famous "Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Map" that is collected here.

It is said that Yan Zhenqing's friend Zhu Zhi Sanping is a good gambler and owes a huge amount of gambling money, and the other party asked him to take out the funds within a limited time, otherwise he would cut his little Dingding!

This Zhu Zhisan attaches great importance to his little Ding Ding, and has always dreamed of relying on this rich woman to soar!

Therefore, Xiao Ding Ding could never be cut, so he begged Yan Zhenqing for help and made a miserable poisonous oath, and Yan Zhenqing agreed to help him.

At that time, one of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy and paintings was already priceless, and there were many door-to-door buyers, but Yan Zhenqing rarely used his pen!

This time, for the sake of a friend, I painted on the spot.

I saw him spread a canvas on the ground, splashed a bucket of ink on Zhu Zhisan's smooth body, and then used Zhu Zhisan's body as a pen to sway it on the canvas.

Make flowers with double points on the chest, make trees with both palms, turn stones on the buttocks, sit on the clouds with the front feet, and form a mountain with the back feet.

Of course, if these are not enough to shock, then the roaring tiger has a big crotch under the crotch is absolutely shocking enough!

And this lump is made of Zhu Zhisan's little Ding Ding, and it is one of the hairs that is painted, and it is precisely because of this hair that it seems that the entire Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Map seems to have a feeling of being vividly displayed in front of you.

"This, probably, this kid has spent a lot of money, hundreds of thousands of taels, it hurts to think about it!

Hundreds of thousands of taels bought this out-of-print Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest Map? Qu Sange couldn't believe his ears, and the most important thing is, you still asked about the loss? It is a slightly decent copy of the painting fake, and it will be sold for tens of thousands of taels and hundreds of thousands of taels, your original version, you actually said that you lost hundreds of thousands?

Qu Sange feels like a dog in the sun, no, it's like he was in the throat of the sun!

"No loss!" Qu Sange said with a handful of sweat.

"That's good, that's good!" Ma Haotian said.

In fact, they didn't know that this painting was bought by Ma Xiaodonkey at a stall for eight taels of silver. Although it was eight taels of silver, Ma Xiaodonkey really rewarded him with thousands of taels of silver.

Originally, Ma Xiaodonkey would not let him suffer, but he clearly heard the guy ask the previous customer for three taels of silver, but when he came to himself, he saw that he was dressed in fine clothes, not fifty taels!

Ma Xiaodonkey said directly, is it sold for eight taels or not?

The guy hurriedly handed him the painting, and at the same time said happily but with a painful face, "It's a loss!"

As a result, Ma Xiaodonkey picked up a silver ticket and threw it in his face, smashing it with a smile on his face!

"Is it still a loss?" asked Ma Xiaodonkey.

"No loss, no loss!" the guy smiled when he saw so many silver tickets, and his mouth was eager to crack open to his ears.

Ma Xiaodonkey secretly cursed in his heart and left after a stupid sound!

The guy looked at the back of the horse and the donkey leaving, and also scolded, after being stupid, he cleaned up the stall and went to the kiln!

"This is, Wang Nanzhi's Yonghe Tanhua?"

"This is, Tang Yan's Eight Horses?"

......

Seeing that the authentic works that only exist in books actually appeared here, Qu Sange was almost shocked to pee his pants!

"Whose work is this, and why is it not signed?" Suddenly, Qu Sange asked when he saw a few flying couplets......

"This ...... What do you think of this word?" Ma Haotian was about to say it, but suddenly asked him again.

"Domineering, heroic, words into the meaning of the word, complement each other! Absolute saint's handwriting!"

"Kill one person in ten steps, and show no mercy for a thousand miles!"

"Use arrows as long arrows, bow as strong, shoot people first shoot horses, capture thieves first capture kings!"

"Mountain Dance Silver Snake, Yuan Chi Wax Elephant, want to be higher than the Heavenly Princess!"

"Mountain, hurry up and whip up the saddle, look back in shock, three feet three feet from the sky!"

......

Looking at those dragons and phoenixes, and experiencing the endless charm between the lines, Qu Sange was demented for a while!

This handwriting, this word meaning, clearly contains a kind of sword intent!

Extremely domineering sword intent!

Looking at Qu Sange's fascinated appearance, Ma Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, he finally helped his son solve this matter!

He may not know everything about his son, but it is impossible for Zhou Haitong not to tell him about Ma Xiaodonkey's affairs in the extreme north.

He was also heartbroken by the death of Master Chen Yuan, but he also found his son's difficulties in it.

His father-in-law seems to be the apprentice of Master Chen Yuan!

And the method he thought of was the same as Ma Xiaodonkey, which captured the characteristics of literati who sell their fame and reputation.

Do what he likes, and do your best to entertain him.

The literati's sword skin is expensive, and he can't pull it down, just to make him embarrassed to do it again!

What's more, he is still his own family?

Now it seems that it works well!

At this time, Qu Shiqing ran over when she heard the news, and when she saw her vicissitudes of life, she hugged her and cried bitterly.

When the father and daughter met, they were naturally very sad.

Ma Haotian finally waited until their mood was stable, and then said: "It's a good thing for father and daughter to reunite, poetry, quickly take your father to wash and change into clean clothes, I have already asked my subordinates to buy the clothes!" Ma Haotian felt aggrieved, paralyzed, serving his own family is the same as serving his father, what is the matter of being a father and a mother!

"Well, okay, father-in-law!" Qu Shiqing said obediently.

However, before she could finish speaking, she suddenly made an "oh" sound, covered her mouth and vomited.

"Shiqing, what's wrong with you?

Qu Shiqing quickly shook her head, but this was really a reason.

Ma Haotian jumped up all of a sudden, and shouted outside: "Quick, go to the palace and invite the best imperial doctor, if anyone rushes to stop it, say that I invited it to give my daughter-in-law a pulse! If you dare to stop it, you will beat me to death!"

After Ma Haotian finished shouting, he said to Qu Sange, "My father-in-law, although you have a lot to say about the reunion of your father and daughter, she is not feeling well...... I'll take you to change first!"

"I'm okay father-in-law!" Qu Shiqing hurriedly said.

"What's okay! Poetry, listen to my father-in-law, the doctor will only say it after reading it!"

At this time, Qu Sange also understood, and hurriedly said, "Yes, poetry, let the imperial doctor take a look! It's okay to see it anyway! Maybe it's a great joy!" )