[207, drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, 800 miles under the command]

"Brother, do you look down on me Ma Wenqiang, or do you think my promise is worthless?"

Ma Wenqiang said with a calm face and pretending to be angry.

"No, Brother Ma misunderstood." Su Qingyun hurriedly shook his head:

"I just think this island is too precious!"

"Money is something outside of one's body."

Ma Wenqiang shook his head and said: "After all these years of fighting, killing, fighting and grabbing, I have long understood that wealth is like a cloud of smoke, and what I get will be given to others, to put it mildly, if I am going to die tomorrow, what can I do with more wealth?" Life does not bring it, death does not bring it. ”

"People at my point don't take money too seriously, because it's just a string of numbers in a bank card. Just talking about eating, drinking, and Lazar, I can't spend all the interest that rises every day. ”

"You should know that I control 70% of the maritime trade routes in the magic capital, and every day, hundreds of freighters, large and small, can bring me hundreds of millions of profits!"

"What's more, I have invested in many companies all over the world, especially in beautiful countries. I can't even count my invisible assets myself, just an island, it's nothing to me! ”

After a pause, Ma Wenqiang thought for a moment and continued:

"Besides, you should know that I am a person who will repay his kindness, repay his kindness, keep his promises, and promise money! said to give you an island, then I will definitely give you an island, if you don't accept it, my brother and I can't hang on face! If it gets out, my business partners will laugh at me and say that I don't even want an island! ”

"Besides, my business has become bigger and bigger over the years, and I have more than a dozen private islands in Hainan and Malaysia! All of them are much bigger than this, the climate is better in Malay, the water is bluer, the air environment is better, and it is freehold! ”

"As for this island, don't look at it as close to the imperial capital, but in fact, there are only less than 70 years of property rights left, and the state will take it away at that time, so it can't be said to be precious, brother, you can rest assured to accept it!"

Speaking of which, if Su Qingyun still refuses, it will be a bit hypocritical.

"Then I'm disrespectful, I feel like I've picked up a big bargain."

"That's right."

After Ma Wenqiang smiled heartily, he said: "Actually, it's me who is stained, I will give you an island, and make friends with a promising young hero like Brother Su, and I will earn it!"

"Your calligraphy and painting are unparalleled in the world, your writing is brilliant, and you are proficient in music and rhythm, and you will at least be a national treasure artist in the future. Your achievements in the future are definitely far above mine. And making you right now is an investment in our friendship. ”

At the end, Ma Wenqiang laughed and said: "You are the dragon among people, after you soar in the future, don't forget my brother and me!" ”

Listening to Ma Wenqiang's words, Su Qingyun suddenly opened.

Oh, yes!

I seem to be underestimating myself!

And this Ma Wenqiang is so bold and magnificent, no wonder people can start from scratch and break into such a big family business!

After figuring this out, Su Qingyun finally accepted the island calmly.

"Then thank you Brother Ma, brother, I will accept it." Su Qingyun arched his hand.

"That's right!"

Ma Wenqiang smiled slightly and said, "But Brother Su, don't be busy saying thank you first, brother, I still have something to ask for!" ”

Su Qingyun said: "Brother Ma has something, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

"There's no urgency in this matter, let's talk slowly."

With that, Ma Wenqiang took Su Qingyun back to the study.

He carefully took out a set of things from the drawer in his study.

"Brother Qingyun, you are an artist, and you are a literati and ink writer, I happen to have a set of top four treasures of the study, brother, I keep it bad, just give it to you."

As he spoke, Ma Wenqiang took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared long ago and placed it in front of Nanli.

The pen is Zihao, the hare hair produced in Huizhou, the pen is straight and sharp, and the elasticity is the best in the world.

Ink is Hui ink, the top dragon incense royal ink.

The paper is Huixuan, authentic rice paper, handmade.

The inkstone is the end inkstone, the first of the four famous inkstones!

For literati, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are like a general stepping off a divine horse, and the divine soldiers in his hands are definitely favorites.

And Ma Wenqiang's set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which can't be bought with money, is a tribute to the royal family in ancient times, and the output is extremely rare and extremely precious.

Su Qingyun guessed: "Brother Ma gave me the four treasures of the study, this is to invite me to paint?" ”

Hearing this, Ma Wenqiang laughed and said: "Brother Su is really a smart person, and my brother actually has something to ask for." ”

"Brother Su created a calligraphy and painting for Ren Fei Ren before, which is very amazing!"

Ma Wenqiang rubbed his hands and said, "I also want to ask Brother Su for a calligraphy and painting, and it is best to mention another poem and give it to a nobleman." ”

Elegant?

Even Ma Wenqiang has to say that he is a nobleman, so this person's identity is afraid that he can reach the sky!

Su Qingyun thought for a while, and said in response:

"It's a trivial matter, so does this noble man have any other requirements?"

Ma Wenqiang thought for a moment and sighed:

"This noble man has fought horses all his life, ordered troops on the battlefield, fought for the country, and made great achievements.

A national treasure!

And it is also a figure of national merit, then this is at least at the level of a marshal, even if such a character is discharged and returned to the field, his protégé is already in an important position, and his influence is absolutely terrifying.

"After the old man retired, he has no other hobbies, he likes to copy some paintings and calligraphy, and it is the old man's birthday soon.

I see!

Su Qingyun nodded:

"Brother Ma has a wide range of friends, even such a noble person knows it."

At the moment, Su Qingyun did not twist, unfolded the rice paper, adjusted the ink, held the brush in his hand, quietly looked at the white rice paper, and began to conceive the picture in his mind.

The master needs to be confident!

The so-called self-confidence is to conceive the picture in advance in the mind, once the pen is started, there must be no hesitation, otherwise the picture will not achieve the perfect effect.

Finally, Su Qingyun held the pen manually, like dancing, waving it on the rice paper, a little ink blooming like a flower, pointing, side, hooking, lifting, sweeping, Su Qingyun's movements were too fast, Ma Wenqiang couldn't see his movements clearly.

All in one go, flowing water.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a painting was completed.

In the painting, the war horses neighed, the long swords flew, and the powerful bows broke through the air, and it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were fighting......

This is an ancient marching map, virtual and real, in the painting a tiger will fight back and forth among the ten thousand armies, behind him is thousands of troops, blood flows like a river, the painting has both the cruelty of war, and reveals the tragic heroism of the battlefield man!

Ma Wenqiang, who was on the side, saw this painting, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and he trembled all over, with a frightened look on his face!

At this moment, he seemed to have really entered the ancient battlefield, surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

There are not a few famous paintings he has seen, and only Su Qingyun can reach this realm!

This is probably the pinnacle of Chinese painting!

After a long time, Ma Wenqiang came back to his senses, but saw that Su Qingyun had already lifted the pen and slowly began to write in the blank space of the painting.

"When I was drunk, I picked up the lamp and looked at the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn and the battalion."

"Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turn over the outside sound."

"Autumn soldiers on the battlefield."

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt."

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death."

"Poor white happens!"