Mi Bai shook his head seriously and said modestly: "How can I compare with Mr. Huang Ting." ”

Tang Luo carefully handed the calligraphy to Mi Bai and said, "It's true that you wrote it well, and you will know next time I bring the original post." ”

Xu Laoying and Mi Bai were pleasantly surprised at the same time: "Is Mr. Huang Ting's true handiwork with you?"

Nodding calmly, Tang Luo didn't quite understand why these two people were so excited.

It's just a pair of letters, isn't it?

"Cousin!" Xu Laoying slapped Tang Luo on the shoulder with a very complaining palm: "Such important news, why didn't you say it earlier." ”

"You didn't ask!" Tang Luo couldn't believe it, this man who was nostalgic for the land of fireworks all day long, was so literary and artistic?

As the son of a saint family, he didn't see Xu Laoying practicing martial arts, but he was so interested in these inexplicable things, how could he not be killed by the elders of the Xu family so chic.

Tang Luo glanced at the location of Fulin Street, and then looked at the simple furnishings of Beibai and said, "It's very hard to sell such words here." ”

The west of the city is not a place of abundance, Fulin Street and Fengqing Hutong are even more barren, and the people living nearby are busy making a living every day, especially now that the price of grain in Xiling is soaring, how can anyone buy words, even if the rice white characters are written so well, it is also very difficult.

Mi Bai gently smiled and said: "It's already very good, I sold four calligraphy stickers yesterday and bought some grain, as long as I can sell four sheets a day, when the grain price drops after the beginning of spring, the days will get better and better." ”

"How much does a copybook sell?" asked Tang Luo.

"Five silver horns~" Xu Lao won and replied.

"Such a painting sells for half a gold coin?" Tang Luo pointed to the "Lingjiang" in disbelief.

Mi Bai nodded, puzzled, "Is it high?"

"Of course it's too cheap!" said Xu Lao Ying Tang Luo in unison.

The two glanced at each other, and for the first time they had such a tacit understanding on one thing.

"As for Huang Ting's "Lingjiang", it sells for 100,000 gold, even if you are not famous, this painting will cost 50,000 gold!" Xu Lao Ying Chao Mi Bai explained: "Although I just came to Xiling, I don't know much about the situation here, but in Yuanzhou, Yingcheng, with your hand, must be a VIP in a wealthy family." ”

Tang Luo rubbed his chin, thinking that he was just a poor scholar, but after reading the Bei Bai calligraphy, he felt that this person was not simple.

People in the world have different talents, and it is obvious that this beibai talent is in calligraphy, such a word, selling five silver horns, is really too aggrieved.

Mi Bai didn't have such an idea, and said with a smile: "It's already very good, if someone appreciates a piece of calligraphy, it can be given away, if not, it will be sold for ten thousand gold." Calligraphy and painting are for people to see, and the value of calligraphy and painting is not in the shelving cabinet. ”

With an indifferent look of casual encounter, Xu Laoying was anxious.

In the distance, a ragged beggar walked in the direction of the crowd, his hair scattered and looked terrifying.

Tang Luo undoubtedly glanced at it, his heart tightened, and he patted the anxious Xu Lao Ying and said, "Turn back." ”

Xu Laoying was about to argue with Mi Bai that top-level calligraphy and painting should have the value of top-level calligraphy and painting, when he heard Tang Luo's words, he subconsciously turned around and saw the beggar who was stumbling.

"What are you doing?" he was very puzzled why Tang Luo asked him to turn back, if he wanted to give alms, but he was already penniless.

Tang Luo pointed at the beggar and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Aren't you looking for Gong Zheng?

Xu Laoying's expression changed solemnly, and he was about to make a move, but was stopped by Tang Luo.

"If you look at his eyes, he has seen us, but he still doesn't run, which means that he is here to find us, don't be in a hurry. Tang Luo said lightly.

This is really strange, Gong Zheng can escape alive, why would he disguise himself as a beggar in Xiling, and throw himself into the net of the two, out of curiosity, he decided to take a look at what this former righteous qi gang leader is doing.

Since he found out that his wife and daughter were missing that day, Gong Zheng already knew that this was Mihou's attack on him.

He hid his wife and daughter very well, only he knew the exact address, and since he had eaten the bowl of rice in the rivers and lakes, he didn't believe that he could go back.

Misfortune to wives and children is just a fairy tale for storytellers to deceive fools, since we want to do it, then we must do it, cut the grass, remove the roots!

Thinking of what he had done, he could only try his best to hide his wife and daughter, and only quietly came out to visit when Qiu Jinglong and Huai Chenghua were separated.

Fengqing Hutong has a complex terrain, and even locals sometimes get lost, so he arranges his wife and daughter in a hidden house, thinking that he is doing it seamlessly.

But unexpectedly, he was still found by Mihou.

He knew that the other party's meaning was to force himself to throw himself into the net, he really wanted to exchange his rotten life for the safety of his wife and daughter, but he knew that if he didn't show up, his wife and daughter would still have a chance to survive, and the moment he died, it was the moment when his wife and daughter died.

The reason is very simple, the son of the Mi family, especially the son of the patriarch, cannot collude with the ruffians, and this is a big scandal.

Therefore, Gong Zheng must die, and only the dead can keep the secret.

He can die, but his wife and daughter can't, and he knows that in the whole of Xiling, only one person can help him do this.

The unkempt beggar walked up to Tang Luo Xu Lao Ying, knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

"Bang bang bang!"

Mi Bai looked inexplicable, took out a few silver horns and wanted to step forward to help the beggar, but was stopped by Xu Laoying.

"Let's go over there and talk about it. Tang Luo said lightly.

Tang Luo was in front, the beggar was in the middle, and Xu Lao Ying was behind, and the three of them walked to the root of the wall.

As soon as he walked to the root of the wall, Tang Luo frowned, because the smell on the other party's body was really heavy, which made him a little unbearable, and the smell of urine at the root of the wall made him dodge in a few steps and took out a white handkerchief to cover his nose and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"It's not a pity for the villain to die, I beg Young Master Tang to save my family, I am willing to identify the death. Gong Zheng ignored the urine stains on the ground, fell to his knees again, and fell to the ground.

A martial artist at the peak of the mortal realm, with an unkempt appearance, his face was black without knowing what he was, his hair was stuck together in bunches, and his body exuded a foul smell that made people feel disgusted when they saw it.

Tang Luo was a slight cleanliness patient, and it was even more uncomfortable to see this scene, but the name Gong Zheng had just mentioned made him a little interested, so he asked, "You mean, the Righteous Qi Gang is under control?"

"The Righteous Qi Gang was created by the villain, but two years ago, Li Shaoyuan of the Hou Mansion found the villain, saying that he wanted to help the villain dominate the west street of the city. The villain agreed, and later learned that Li Shaoyuan was the adviser of Mifu. ”

Xu Laoying leaned against the wall, yawned and said, "I'm not interested in these, no matter who is behind you, you are dead." ”