Everyone was dumbfounded, the two people in front of them, one was a cloth painter, and the other was a first-class scholar who was a noble scholar wearing silk and satin, and the two people who couldn't beat them at all, actually called them brothers and sisters here at this moment, and they talked very happily. What's going on here?

"Emperor Liu lives in the deep palace for a long time on weekdays, and he won't go out lightly, the last time he went out, this time he went out, he actually went out to buy paintings?"

"This painting is good, but it's too expensive! The cheapest one costs a hundred taels of gold!"

"If you buy it all, it will cost tens of thousands of taels of gold, right?"

"That's it! 10,000 taels of gold to buy a painting, it's really not worth it!"

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There was a lot of discussion, some surprised, some stunned, and more annoyed. Looking at the two people in the laughter, several young Confucian scholars couldn't bear it anymore, and walked forward in a few steps to count Liu Changqing's people in public, saying that he used Yulu indiscriminately and wasted the people's taxes. What's more, he pointed at Liu Changqing's nose and slandered him in public for accepting bribes, and even directly took action to pull Zhuo Yifan and Liu Changqing apart, saying that he would not let Liu Changqing buy paintings.

Liu Changqing has a very important position in the literary world, and countless people across the country support him, even if he does something wrong, no literati has ever dared to do it directly in front of him. And now, this kind of change happened suddenly, Liu Changqing did not expect it.

The cold gaze swept over these young Confucian students slightly, and a few slightly contemptuous applause suddenly sounded in the noisy field, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see Zhuo Yifan walking out with light applause, and a smile appeared on his quiet face: "I heard that the Guoshi Academy is full of talents, but I didn't expect that there are also reckless men in this talent pile? Is there any evidence? As the saying goes, a gentleman moves his mouth and a villain does it. Your actions. It's a shame for the Guoshi Academy! It's a shame for your teacher! It's a shame for the North Hall today!"

These words were even eliminated, and the counterattack was beautiful, and the few Confucian scholars who said it suddenly turned red. Although they were beating people, they were pulling on other people's clothes, and their actions were extremely out of shape, which was indeed not done by Confucianism.

A few people knew that they were wrong, so they put down their hands in a daze and stepped aside.

Watch your companion step back. The remaining three Confucian scholars who did not do anything suddenly said: "The Guoshi Academy has always taught us to be upright, to be honest and honest, and to be virtuous and noble. Now that the teacher is at fault, and if he makes a mistake, the student should point out that it is not, and besides, this is the business of our academy, what does it have to do with you?"

Hearing what Confucius said, everyone around nodded in agreement, but Zhuo Yifan surprisingly did not refute, he looked at Liu Changqing, whose face was a little bruised, and said lightly: "Brother Liu, has you brought enough money today?"

"Enough. ”

Watching the students he taught make trouble indiscriminately here. Liu Changqing couldn't be as indifferent as Zhuo Yifan, so he nodded with anger.

"The teacher is so persistent. The students are really heartbroken, and the students will definitely report this matter to the lord. Seeing that the two of them were ignoring him, the Confucian scholar made a gesture and said angrily.

As for this slightly threatening sentence, Liu Changqing and Zhuo Yifan heard it like a deaf ear, and they didn't pay attention to it at all, and traded on their own.

The paintings in the shop pù were counted and sold for a total of 12,000 taels of gold.

In the end, this huge transaction of 12,000 taels was completed under the extreme consternation of the surrounding people.

Looking at the twelve golden tickets, the eyes of everyone around were full of jealousy. Twelve thousand taels of gold! How many people can't make money in a few lifetimes, and this person can get it just by selling a few paintings. How can people not feel strange? Those Confucian scholars stomped their feet in anger when they saw this scene, but there was nothing else they could do. I could only watch as the paintings in the shop were loaded onto the carriage.

Looking at the increasingly empty painting house, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel stunned for a while, his cold eyes swept over the circle of people, sighed softly, and actually raised his hand and threw the twelve golden tickets on the faces of the group of Confucian scholars.

With a whirl, the breeze blew and the golden ticket drifted away.

After the shock, many people joined the team to collect gold, and the huge Dongcheng Long Street suddenly fell into a panic.

One of the Confucian students was furious and glared at Zhuo Yifan: "Where did you come from! Don't think that if you know the teacher, it's great, these golden tickets have the Beitang national seal on them, and you can throw them away at will, this is a great disrespect to Beitang!

Zhuo Yifan's behavior undoubtedly caught the handle of these Confucian students, and several people gossiped, and they were actually promoted to the level of great disrespect for the country, Liu Changqing smiled bitterly in his heart after hearing it. He was almost certain in his heart that these Confucian scholars were not so simple as passing through here, but were just bought by one of his political enemies and deliberately came here to make trouble.

I have to say that these Confucian scholars are very good at paying lip service, and their means of inciting emotions and rendering the atmosphere are even more superb. made Zhuo Yifan completely become the target of public criticism at this moment, the object of Qianfu.

No one did anything at this time, but this lip gun shooting cannon was powerful, and after a long time, even Liu Changqing couldn't listen to it anymore, and wanted to stand up and say a few words. Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly and stopped him. The eyes swept around, bringing this cold luster, exuding a cold temperature, instantly extinguishing the heat.

For a moment, there was silence!

Those Confucian scholars looked at the young man's eyes, and somehow, they only felt that the whole person was like falling into an ice cave!

"Finished?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at the people around him and smiled leisurely: "I, Lin Fan, came here from the border region and am a humble person. I'm not a gentleman, and I'm not a villain. I sell paintings, only to people who know how to paint. People who know how to paint, I really want to paint, I don't take a penny. But people who don't know how to draw, bark in such rabid dogs, which is an insult to me. Life in the world, do something and do nothing, this 12,000 taels of gold, since you and others doubt the source, I don't want a penny. Just bother a few and divide it equally among all the people of Mochizuki. ”

The scene froze suddenly, and no one expected that this young man would actually divide the money equally among the people.

When those Confucian scholars heard this, their hands holding the golden tickets suddenly shook!

Twelve thousand taels of gold seems like a lot, but if it is divided equally among the tens of millions of people in Mochizuki City, how much can a family get, one copper plate or two copper plates? And even if it can be divided, several of them will send it one by one, when will it have to be delivered? What's worse, if they accidentally lose this gold, they can't afford to lose these losses even if they sell them!

"You...... You have to divide it yourself!" Thinking of this, these Confucian scholars were suddenly afraid.

"Hehe, I, Lin someone, am just a villain who interacts with people who accept bribes, where can I compare to you and a few other righteous gentlemen. Seeing that someone wanted to return the money to him, Zhuo Yifan let out a sneer: "The golden ticket is in the hands of a few people, presumably the people of the whole city will feel much more at ease." Brother Liu, what do you say?"

"What Brother Lin said is very true, how can we be enemies of these gentlemen?" Liu Changqing knew what Zhuo Yifan meant, and one person's words were like two sharp blades, which pierced the iron walls of these people in an instant.

This group of Confucian scholars was stunned by the words of the two, and they were directly fixed where, looking at Qian and looking at each other, it is not, not yet.

"Hmph!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and dropped three words: "Get out!" Then he made a slight gesture to Liu Changqing, strode into the painting house, and slammed the door shut......!