Chapter 142: Out-of-print paintings
There were a few congratulatory voices from the staircase of the turnaround.
"Mr. Lu, the new store has opened, congratulations, please accept this small gift. β
"By the way, Master Lu, and mine~"
The group of people rushed forward in unison, took out their pockets, and tried to stuff the red envelope into Lu Wenjing's hand.
β......β
The little guard of gold, who opened the way for his master, was caught off guard and lay down two heavy red envelopes in his arms.
The corners of Jinzi's mouth twitched and looked at Lu Wenjing, Childe, this ...... How to fix it?
"Everyone, don't be impatient,"
Lu Wenjing is worthy of being a figure who has been in the business for many years, and his momentum overwhelmed everyone in his gestures, and he acted with cynicism, and his index finger was against his lips and booed.
Everyone quieted down, not understanding what Lu Wenjing was going to say.
"I guess you have misunderstood, this store is indeed not opened by the master. β
The leader passer-by said in surprise: "How is it possible, then why is everyone spreading that Chongyu was opened by Lu Gongzi and was opened by the emperor...... He who rebuilt it, so the name is Chongyu. β
Lu Wenjing smiled on the surface, and he couldn't wait to sneak someone out on the third floor and beat him.
In order to promote Chongyu Building, that guy is really unscrupulous, and even his own scandal is spread.
"This question, you have to ask Chongyu's new boss~" Lu Wenjing closed his fan and walked towards a good seat with a smile.
Li Zhi and Wang Zheng both sat in their seats and waited.
Seeing his friend coming, the two exchanged glances, and Li Zhi asked tentatively: "Wenjing, you really didn't open Chongyu Tower?"
Lu Wenjing replied with a polite smile: "No." β
When the words fell, he rolled his eyes and didn't pay attention to his friends.
Under the table, Li Zhi kicked Wang Zheng.
"Ahem...... Wen Jing," Wang Zheng put his hand into a fist under his lips and asked, "You just went upstairs, do you know the boss behind the scenes?"
Lu Wenjing took the tea, looked at Wang Zheng, and nodded: "I know...... But she is not familiar, if the auction results are good tonight, if she is happy, she may come out and show her face. β
β......β
Li Zhi felt a scarlet in his heart, it was better not to say this.
And the guests who came here tonight were all curious about who the owner of Chongyu Building was.
Everyone speculated that the boss here might have a great relationship with the lord of the Imperial Prefecture, if not, how could he give such a name to the good building?
Xie Changyu, the former county lord of the imperial court, can be described as the demon of the Shengjing people during his lifetime, and after his death, he was spurned by tens of millions of people.
Suddenly!
The lights around the hall went out at the same time, and it was plunged into darkness.
The guests were frightened, and before they could react, they saw a light overhead, and looked up reflectively, only to see countless night pearls falling from the sky, and the dim light illuminated the entire hall, although it was not as bright as the lights, but it had a unique mysterious beauty.
These sparkling night pearls are suspended in the air by invisible silk threads, like a galaxy, and they are extremely dreamy.
An elegant young man stepped onto the round platform and greeted in a sonorous voice: "Welcome to Chongyu, I am the chief speaker in charge of the auction tonight." β
When the Lord said that people were speaking above, there was a great deal of discussion at the table.
Even Meng Jiaojiao put down her wine glass, raised her eyes to look at the night pearl above her head like a starry sky, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect the night pearl to be so beautiful when gathered in the night sky, the beginning of this auction is too special." β
Shangguan March agreed: "Presumably, the master behind the scenes of Chongyu is a wonderful person. β
"I don't know if it's wonderful," Shangguan Jue's eyes were blazing: "This son only knows that the boss behind this scene must be a rich man!"
When the words of the three of them reached the next door, it became a 'joke'.
Zuo Qiushan snorted coldly: "Shangguan and the Meng family are also famous, how did Miss Gongzi come out and act like she has never seen the world! Soon it will be a night pearl~ I don't necessarily see how much the boss behind the scenes is." β
Cui Zhiyue didn't speak, and the surrounding young ladies also followed suit.
"Everyone, stop, let's hear from the Lord about what we're auctioning tonight. β
Seeing that it was almost over, Cui Zhiyue spoke lightly.
The complicated gaze passed over the crowd of people in the room and went straight to the round platform. Cui Zhiyue's purpose is clear...... She was purely attracted by the word 'Chongyu'.
She wanted to see who else in the world today had such a leisurely elegance to commemorate a dead man......
In the corner where no one noticed, a man in a moon-white costume sat at a loose table, holding a glass of sake in his hand, silently watching all the movements in the hall.
He originally followed the Xiguang Pavilion Lord, and deliberately turned back because he was curious about the items in this auction.
In the dark, he felt that the calligraphy and paintings that were about to be auctioned would be what he wanted.
I don't want to miss out on everything related to Xie Changyu.
"Yukihime, I'm looking for a good person this time. β
Xie Changyu put his hands on the railing, watching the movement downstairs, and his standing posture was extremely lazy.
"Thank you for the praise, the lord said that the person is an old man from the Valley of the Medicine King, named Jiayi. β
"Poof!" Xie Changyu smiled: "Who took this name, so casual?"
Yukihime's face twitched and replied, "Yes...... Master, you took it. β
β......β
Think back to it, when Xie Changyu was at his peak, there were too many people under his command, and she was the most afraid of trouble, so most of the men and horses were assigned to the five leaders of Manzhu Shahua to take charge of.
Sometimes newcomers choose names, Xie Changyu doesn't bother to think about it, from A, B, C, D, in order, even Ding 100 Xie Changyu has also taken it.
It's her who took the name Scrap to talk about.
β...... Ahem, let's look downstairs first. Xie Changyu wiped his nose with his index finger, looking slightly embarrassed.
Fortunately, the horizontal line of the night pearl is slightly lower than that of the silk thread, and there is almost no light on the third floor.
"Look, the first piece on display is an out-of-print collection of paintingsβcourt paintings painted by the Imperial Princess, who took three days to paint. β
The speaker's voice fell, and a group of black-clothed people carefully held the paintings framed in rosewood and placed them on the exhibition table where the night pearl light gathered.
There was an uproar in the audience.
I didn't expect Xiguang Pavilion to have a collection of paintings by the county lord in front of the palace.
You must know that although this female devil is extremely bad, she is indeed a rare genius in poetry and painting. The person who is at the top of the list every year...... Once a painting of insects and fish was bought for 10,000 dollars......
Especially after the death of a famous painter, no matter what his reputation was, only by virtue of his painting skills, the meaning and connotation, the price of a thousand gold can also be turned into a priceless treasure.
"This ...... How can we prove that this painting is the authentic work of the county lord of Chengyu! I remember that after her death, her enemy family was burned down along with the county lord's mansion!"
The presenter maintained a graceful smile and replied to the objections with ease.
"Why not? This is the authentic handiwork left by the lord of Chengyu before his death, when he ate tea and talked about painting with my master. β
The speaker picked up a wooden magnifying glass from the table: "If you don't believe it, you can come to the stage and personally take this exotic thing to magnify the calligraphy and painting." This painting has the rubbing of the Imperial County Lord, and the strokes seem to be outlined by various lines, but in fact, the Imperial County Lord drew it with his most famous solo line, and it is definitely not a fake!"