"Your Highness." A little eunuch crept in through the door and crept to the Sixth Prince, his voice so low as if he couldn't hear it, and his head hung low.

"What's the matter!" The sixth prince asked in an irritated tone, there was no good news recently, and it was really difficult for him to maintain the kind expression he once had.

"Your Highness, Master Ren has come to urge again, saying that the money on hand is not enough" The little eunuch tried to keep his voice quieter, he imagined that His Highness would be able to hold back his anger after hearing this, but this was obviously impossible.

"Not enough?!"

The sixth prince stood up angrily, kicked the chair under him with a reflexive kick, and he scolded: "Don't you have to let this king tear down this palace before he is willing!" ”

"Your Highness is angry!" The little eunuch knelt down tremblingly, and the rest of the room knelt to the ground in an uproar.

"Get out! Get out! ”

The sixth prince was furious and drove everyone out, and he smashed all the furnishings in the house that had only been changed for a long time, but even so, he still couldn't extinguish his heart.

The little eunuch fled the house in a trembling manner, and as soon as he turned the corner of the door, he bumped into Master Ren, who was full of anticipation, that is, the uncle of the sixth prince.

"How is it, how much silver is the prince willing to give me?" Master Ren looked at the little eunuch, his eyes full of joy.

The little eunuch wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't afford to offend on either side, but now it seemed that it was too late for him to hide.

"Lord Wang. The prince was angry," the little eunuch's words made Master Ren's face change, and he only heard him stubbornly say: "The matter of silver, I'm afraid it is—I'm afraid it won't be done." ”

As soon as he heard that the money was gone, Master Ren immediately became anxious, but he only took two steps forward, and just happened to see a teapot thrown out of the house by the six princes and smashed on the ground.

The broken voice hit Master Ren's heart like a thunderbolt, making him suddenly wilt the fire, although he wanted money very much, but he was not bold enough to touch the mold of the six princes until now.

Afraid of being affected, Master Ren hurriedly slipped away, thinking of those lovely girls in Yanchun Tower, he gritted his teeth, took two paintings from his own small treasury, left the palace from the small door, and went straight to Linlangzhai.

Linlangzhai is the largest calligraphy and painting shop in Beijing, with a large collection and reasonable prices, so many people will come here to treasure shellfish or sell some good things.

"Guest officer, please ouch, isn't this Master Ren? Come in! When Linlangzhai's guy saw Master Ren, his eyes immediately lit up.

Although Master Ren is useless in the eyes of the Six Princes, for outsiders, especially the major shops in Beijing, this generous master has always been their most important guest.

However, the enthusiasm of the guy made Master Ren a little unable to wipe his face, he usually came here with a lot of money, but today he took two volumes of paintings and planned to exchange them for some money, he was worried that the other party would look down on him because of this.

"Ahem, lead the way, and call me your housekeeper." Master Ren was a little weak-hearted, but he still supported the other party with a high-minded attitude as always.

"Okay." The young man didn't notice anything wrong, nodded his head, and led the other party upstairs to the private room.

Soon, the steward of Linlangzhai greeted with a smile: "Master Ren came by coincidence, a few days ago, the shop just received a notebook of the former Liushan monk, this is a good baby, the small one has been kept for you." ”

"Really?" Master Ren's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but start rubbing his hands in surprise.

Don't look at his absurdity on weekdays, spending money like flowing water in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, and he looks like a second-rate child, but Master Ren's taste is quite good.

Although the Ren family is not a big family, Master Ren has also read poetry and books since he was a child, and thanks to a prince's nephew, with the support of someone and money, the collection of calligraphy and painting treasures are all not vulgar.

Although Master Ren has no talent in creating, he can't prove his ability, at least he has to prove his vision, so he often collects some rare calligraphy and paintings.

Calligraphy and painting and beauty, these are the only two hobbies in Master Ren's ordinary career, but unfortunately, his excitement only lasted for a moment, because he didn't come to Taobao today.

Looking at the steward's attentive eyes, Master Ren was a little embarrassed, but thinking that he had promised Miss Xiang'er from Yanchun Building to redeem her body, he had to endure this humiliation and speak.

"Ahem, I brought two scrolls today, sir, you can take a look." Master Ren pretended to be calm.

"This?" Guan was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly, and said with a smile on his face: "It turned out to be the baby in Master Ren's pocket, and the little one is an eye-opener today." ”

The steward took the flower roll from the other party's hand with a smile, and after unfolding it to take a look, he was suddenly surprised: ""White Deer Picture" and "Snow Plum"? This is Mr. Baimei's masterpiece. ”

Since Mr. Luo entered Beijing and served in the imperial court, there have been very few paintings that have been released, and these two paintings are the works he left behind when he was in Jiangnan Academy, so they are extremely precious.

Although the steward did not look down on the old man, he believed in the other party's vision very much, and at the same time, he was also a good hand at identifying paintings, so he could naturally see that both paintings were genuine.

"Master Ren is willing to take out these two treasures," the steward exclaimed for a while, and then said, "You can make a price." ”

Master Ren was overjoyed when he heard this, and after coughing twice, he said tentatively: "Then, 100,000 taels?" ”

"What did you say?" The steward's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his dull expression made the old man's face red.

"Fifty thousand!" The other party hurriedly changed his words and said: "Fifty thousand taels is also done!" ”

The steward slowly closed his mouth, and after a while, he said with some embarrassment: "Master Ren, it's not a small one that doesn't give you face, although Mr. Baimei's paintings are very famous, but they are really not worth the price, if you are willing to sell, the small shop is willing to pay eight thousand taels." ”

"Eight, eight thousand?" Master Ren's expression fell, this price was something he really didn't expect, far lower than his psychological expectations.

The steward saw the other party's thoughts, so he coughed and said: "The little one also knows that Master Ren loves to treasure calligraphy and paintings, and I am afraid that you will also be embarrassed to sell Mr. Baimei's masterpiece, so why don't you go back and think about it before deciding?" ”

Master Ren had the steps, and he hurriedly went down: "Okay, I'll think about it again!" ”

Master Ren, who was thinking of changing shops and asking again, ran into a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe when he went out, and the other party looked down at the painting in his hand, and suddenly said, "This friend, can you take a step to speak?" ”

Master Ren saw that the other party was dressed decently, and his gestures were full of elegance, so he did not refuse, and the two came to the side only to hear each other speak first: "I hope my friends will forgive me, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the voice in charge is really not small." ”

Master Ren suddenly understood, and he said expectantly: "In this way, Your Excellency is also interested in Mr. Bai Mei's paintings?" ”

"Exactly, I hope that Mr. will cut his love." The scribe motioned to the attendant beside him to take out a wad of silver tickets and hand them to Master Ren, who looked at them with straight eyes, no more, no less, exactly 100,000 taels.

"This" Master Ren was stunned, and after a while, he quickly accepted the silver ticket, and then gave the painting to the other party, for fear that the other party would regret it, and after shouting a deal, he stuffed the silver ticket into his sleeve indiscriminately, and immediately left Linlangzhai quickly.

The scribe didn't look at the painting, but instead called the steward of Linlang Zhai and handed the two paintings to the other party.

"What are you?" The steward looked at the scribe strangely.

The scribe smiled slightly, and said: "This painting is given to your host, if your host is interested in meeting with him, please tell him, three days later, on the Thousand Crane Pavilion, Chen Zihua is waiting for the lord to come." ”

No one dared to make trouble in Linlangzhai, because everyone in Beijing knew that this calligraphy and painting shop was the property of Princess Yongle.