Chu Yunxuan, the most famous calligraphy and painting shop in Luoyang City in the Northern Han Dynasty, does not sell famous calligraphy and paintings, does not sell the four treasures of the study, and sells only one thing, a paper with a circle.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, how much gold is this painting?"

"A hundred taels of gold. ”

In Chu Yunxuan's shop, you can hear this unchanged conversation every day, Cheng Yun's calligraphy and paintings in the store are expensive, and Luoyang City is already famous, and there are many customers who come to Chu Yunxuan every day, but nine out of ten people come to see the legendary calligraphy and paintings worth hundreds of gold, and among the thousands of people, only one person will really pay for it.

It has been three years since Cheng Yun's name fell to Sun Mountain, and in the past three years, his paintings have been sold twice, the first one was bought by a famous calligrapher and painter in Luoyang City, and the second one was bought by a hotel shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, do you sell this ink treasure for ninety taels?" The person who came was the shopkeeper of the hotel who bought a calligraphy and painting of Cheng Yun, he would come to Cheng Yun's store once a year and ask Cheng Yun how much the ink treasure in the store was worth, but only in the second year, he paid for it.

"Don't sell it, 100 gold, no more, no less! I don't want one more, and I won't sell one less!" Cheng Yun didn't look up, he was still drawing his circle with his head down, he only drew one a day, and today's circle has not been finished.

Cheng Yun didn't need to look up to know that the person who came was the shopkeeper of the Tailai Lou Hotel in Luoyang City, and this shopkeeper was the person who kowtowed to him to save his mother.

On that day, according to the book left by Cheng Yun, the shopkeeper Wang came to the poplar tree at the door of Tailai Building on the third watch, and he found a poplar leaf that emitted a faint light, and after picking it off with surprise, the shopkeeper Wang searched all over Luoyang City on the second day. Finally, I learned from an old man that this was a hundred-year-old poplar leaf, which was hard to find, and had a miraculous effect on his mother's evil disease.

The king's shopkeeper was overjoyed, and immediately gave the poplar leaves to the old mother. But in three moments, his mother vomited a pool of black blood, and the vicious disease that had plagued her for many years was cured.

In addition, the shopkeeper Wang and his mother regarded Cheng Yun as an immortal, and even set up a tablet for Cheng Yun at home and worshipped every day.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, my mother has instructed me to bring back one of your ink treasures no matter what. Otherwise, she won't recognize my son!" The shopkeeper Wang looked embarrassed, he had bought Cheng Yun's ink treasure with his savings for many years, which was his meager meaning, and also his mother's meaning, just to thank Dade.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you fill this wine gourd for me, and I'll count the wine money for you!" Cheng Yun threw out a money bag when he heard this, and the money bag was in it. Contains a hundred taels of gold.

"This" Wang shopkeeper took the money bag and was shocked to find it. This money bag was left by him when he came to buy Mobao, and Cheng Yun didn't even touch a penny, and returned it all to him.

"Go! Go! One gourd of wine is only enough for me to drink for three years, and you are too stingy! This time, you will give me at least five years!" Cheng Yun took off the gourd pinned to his waist and threw it to the shopkeeper Wang.

Seeing this wine gourd, the shopkeeper Wang was full of thoughts. At the beginning, Cheng Yun came to Tailai Lou and asked for wine with this gourd, which led to the fate of the two, and it took three years for Cheng Yun to drink all the wine in the original Tailai Lou wine cellar. He didn't know that the king's shopkeeper had also been amazed by this wine gourd for three years.

"Okay, I'll personally send it to Shopkeeper Cheng tomorrow. After the shopkeeper Wang put away the money bag and hugged his fist at Cheng Yun, he was about to leave.

"Wait!" Cheng Yun stopped the shopkeeper Wang and threw a calligraphy and painting with circles to the shopkeeper Wang.

"This is the painting you bought! Your shop is busy, you don't have to send it yourself, just ask the third son to send it!" Cheng Yun lowered his head and finished drawing the last stroke of the circle, nodded with satisfaction and said to the shopkeeper Wang.

Shopkeeper Wang took the painting, rolled it up finely, and left towards Tailai Building.

"I heard that among this Chu Yunxuan, there are calligraphy and painting ink treasures worth 100 gold! I didn't expect that after leaving Beijing for three years, there would be such an excellent painter in the capital!" A mighty general, accompanied by his lieutenant general, rode his horse and whipped up and came to Chu Yunxuan's shop.

This general is Zhao Xu, the general of the Northern Han Dynasty today, who has led the troops all the year round, his favorite is the famous Mobao Danqing, and now when he first returned to Luoyang, he heard that Chu Yunxuan in Luoyang City has calligraphy and paintings worth 100 gold, and he has not even met the emperor before he came straight to Chu Yunxuan.

"Zhao Gang! I have also collected several paintings of the ink treasure of the saint Wu Daozi, and the value is only a few tens of gold! The ink treasure of this store dares to ask for a hundred gold, there must be something extraordinary! The bounty given by His Majesty is enough to be a thousand gold, if it is what I like, I will buy him more than a dozen!" Zhao Xu touched his long beard, although he had taken off his armor, but the evil aura of his body was still diffused outside, and he was worthy of being a general who led the troops to fight.

"General, maybe this person is a wasted name, I heard that the city bought his calligraphy and paintings, but it's just two people!" Zhao Xu's deputy general Zhao Gang reminded loudly.

"In three years, selling two paintings is already extraordinary! You must know that Wu Daozi's paintings, every heirloom work took three years and five years to complete, and whether two paintings can be painted in three years is still two words!" Seeing Zhao Gang say this, Zhao Xu's interest in Chu Yunxuan became even stronger.

However, after a while, Zhao Gang and Zhao Xu had already arrived at the door of Chu Yunxuan's shop, and Zhao Gang wanted to follow Zhao Xu into it, but was stopped by Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu stepped into Chu Yunxuan, and at a glance saw the ink treasures with circles hanging on the walls, he looked around and found that there were no other objects in the store except for this circle.

"Your Excellency is the shopkeeper?" Cheng Yun walked to the counter and asked Cheng Yun.

"Cheng is exactly. Cheng Yun drank a cup of strong tea by himself, and did not go to greet Zhao Xu.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, Zhao is quite interested in the Mobao in your store, dare to ask what are the calligraphy and paintings in this shop?" Zhao Xu glanced at Cheng Yun's face, and he found that Cheng Yun was staring. It is also a circle calligraphy painting.

"If you want to ask, pay first, and then ask. Cheng Yun swallowed the warm tea into his stomach and didn't look at Zhao Xu directly.

Zhao Xu is a respected general in the Northern Han Dynasty, and he is despised by Cheng Yun at this moment. How could he not be angry, he took out a money bag from his arms and threw it in front of Cheng Yun.

"This is 100 gold, your painting, Zhao asked for it!"

Cheng Yun casually took the money bag, and without counting it, he put it directly into the cash cabinet and took the money, and then Cheng Yun stood up. glanced at Zhao Xu a few times.

"The paintings here are not for you. Cheng Yun rolled up the circle he had drawn and hung it on the wall, he spread out the paper, lifted the brush again, and drew a circle with a sway.

"This painting is for you. Cheng Yun handed the newly painted circle to Zhao Xu. said to it.

Zhao Xu picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. He frowned slightly, for he found that this circle was no different from the others.

"Shopkeeper Cheng, you haven't told Zhao that this is a painting. If you can't tell you why, don't blame Zhao for turning his face!" Saying this, a sinister aura emerged from Zhao Xu's body, and between his words and deeds, he also carried an irresistible majesty.

Zhao Xu is a battle-hardened general. A lifetime of fighting in all directions, over time, naturally has a majesty, and the souls who died under its hands are also innumerable, and that evil spirit comes from this.

There are very few people who can deal with it calmly after Zhao Xu exudes this momentum, even if it is a deputy general who has followed him for many years, even if it is the emperor of the Ninety-Five, he will be impressed by the momentum he exudes.

To Zhao Xu's surprise, the young shopkeeper of the calligraphy and painting shop seemed to be completely unaffected, still looking as usual, Zhao Xu could see that this calmness was not a fraud.

"Cheng can tell you what you are painting, but you have to buy another painting of Cheng, this painting will cost thousands of gold!" Cheng Yun and Zhao Xu looked at each other, in his eyes, this person was not an extraordinary general, but an ordinary guest.

"If you dare to paint, Zhao will dare to buy it! It's just a little gold, if you can solve Zhao's doubts, you must offer it with both hands!" Zhao Xu saw that Cheng Yun was still content with Mount Tai under the confrontation with himself, and the doubts in his heart were a little more! He took out all the gold in his arms and put it in front of Cheng Yun.

"Look! I'll only draw once, and I'll only draw one stroke. Cheng Yun quietly took all the gold and put it in the cash cabinet, and then spread out a piece of rice paper again.

Zhao Xu concentrated and stared at Cheng Yun's right hand holding the paintbrush, he wanted to see how the circle drawn by this young shopkeeper was worth a huge amount of money!

Cheng Yun raised his hand, when he put down the pen, Zhao Xu only felt that his eyes were a flower, he seemed to see his son Zhao Yi, Cheng Yun was like a fly, his pen was vigorous and he had already finished drawing the circle in just two or three breaths.

Although the time of two or three breaths is short, Zhao Xu seems to have experienced two or three years as long, he was in a trance, and saw that Zhao Yi had been named on the gold list and became a champion, and he saw it again, Zhao Yi was pushed to the guillotine, and finally when Cheng Yun put down his pen, what he saw was the scene of the emperor of the Northern Han Dynasty being captured alive and the city of Luoyang broken.

Zhao Xu shook his head fiercely, throwing out these scenes, and when Zhao Xu returned to normal, Cheng Yun had already sat down and poured himself and Zhao Xu a cup of hot tea respectively.

"Have a cup of tea. Cheng Yun stretched out his right hand and handed the teacup to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu calmed down, picked up the teacup, and drank it all, only then did he realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat.

He solemnly looked at the circle drawn by Cheng Yun again, hoping to see the scene in the circle again, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not see it again, so he picked up the scroll in his hand again and compared it with the circle painted by Cheng Yunxin.

At this time, Zhao Xu was shocked to find that every circle drawn by Cheng Yun was exactly the same, whether it was size, proportion or color, there was no difference in the slightest.

At the beginning, I didn't think that when I thought about it now, I was able to draw the circles exactly the same, and the skill contained in this was so profound.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xu only felt that the young shopkeeper in front of him was becoming more and more unfathomable, he respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, bowed and asked: "Shopkeeper, you haven't told Zhao yet, what is this painting?"

"Yuan!" Cheng Yun opened his mouth slightly and spit out a word. (To be continued......)