Chapter 45: Death is on the Horizon
Then, the owner of the pavilion actually walked over to Xue Wuchen, with an elegant expression on his face: "Wuchen, you are here too?"
The name of the owner of this museum is Mo Buwei, as the owner of the museum, he is highly respected, and his attitude towards anyone is like a spring breeze, but he rarely treats a junior so grandly.
This surprised others.
"Wuchen has seen the hall owner. The Master is in retreat today and asked me to bring my junior brother Yunting to visit. Xue Wuchen nodded and replied respectfully. Obviously, she knew that the hall owner had invited the master several times, but all of them were rejected by the Qinghai master.
"Your junior brother?" At this time, Pavilion Master Mo's eyes fell on Chu Yunting's face, revealing a hint of appreciation and said: "Extraordinary bearing, not arrogant or impatient, with a literary connotation, as a great weapon." If there are flaws in the future, children can come to the Holy Painting Museum more often. ”
For a while, the Mo Pavilion Master's favor for Xue Wuchen and Chu Yunting was extremely obvious. Although everyone was far away and didn't hear what they were talking about, they couldn't help but be a little cautious about Xue Wuchen and Chu Yunting at this moment.
And this scene, in the eyes of the students of the Academy of Literature, suddenly turned cold, lost their minds, and couldn't do anything.
At this moment, he even secretly regretted it, he didn't expect that Chu Yunting could be treated like a spring breeze by the hall owner.
But he was ready to shoot and had to send it.
Because at this moment, the previous servant had already taken this opportunity to walk up to the hall master and hand over the paper.
On that paper, it was a question of Chu Yunting, and it was determined that Chu Yunting had a great relationship with the painting wall this time.
At this time, after reading the paper, Pavilion Master Mo raised his head slightly, and turned his gaze to Chu Yunting and the students of the Academy of Literature.
He had doubts in his heart.
The matter of painting the wall, boiling, clever and vicious, is definitely not something that ordinary first-class painters can do, and even he doesn't have much clue about this matter.
And the information on this paper is directly pointing to Chu Yunting and the painting wall.
However, he was not an ignorant person, and he would not be suspicious of Chu Yunting because of this dossier.
What's more, he has the power to recognize people, and he can see at a glance that Chu Yunting has a unique temperament, a calm heart, and Xue Wuchen has always been arrogant, but he is extremely close to Chu Yunting, if the main messenger behind the painting wall is Chu Yunting, he is ten thousand unbelievers.
At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the student of the Academy of Letters, and he noticed that the student of the Academy of Literature was cowering, walking on thin ice, and did not dare to face him, for fear that he would be framed and act viciously.
Compared with the two, which is right and which is wrong, the superior is judged.
However, he didn't say it directly, but his tone was gentle and elegant, and he asked the student of the Academy of Literature: "Your dossier refers to the fact that the student Chu Yunting is related to the painting wall, is there any evidence?"
Hearing this, the heart of this student of the Academy of Letters suddenly hung in the air.
In just this sentence, the other party's abysmal aura almost made him unable to control it, the other party was not angry but mighty, this kind of temperament even made him have an idea in an instant, to kneel on the ground and admit his mistake.
But thinking that last night, he had newly obtained a paintbrush that Chu Xiaohong had arranged for someone else to give him, thinking of his future in the Academy of Literature, and thinking that Chu Yunting was just an abandoned son of the Chu family after all, and that Chu Xiaohong's identity as the head of the school was a world of difference, his heart slowly hardened.
Then he said in a deep voice according to the lines he had prepared: "This Chu Yunting student, who has not had any preparation in the Holy Painting and Literature Museum, but can get the appraisal of a first-class painter, I am afraid that he is using the people inside the Holy Painting and Literature Museum to falsify, and his literary bones have been abolished, but he can be the head of the case and the example of the Holy Text, maybe he has the means to hide from the world and the sea, and it is related to the painting wall, just in case, he cannot be let go, and he is humbly requested to be strictly investigated, and the reputation of the Holy Painting and Literature Museum is cleared!"
He said it categorically, and his tone rolled down like a golden bead, and his tone became more and more arrogant.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Chu Yunting is, under his words, it will be overshadowed!
Once the owner of the museum sends someone to inquire, he will inevitably be able to find out the means of Jiao Na's movement, therefore, Jiao Na and Chu Yunting will not escape the blame, even if it has nothing to do with the painting wall, they will end up with a reputation, be expelled from the Academy of Literature, and encounter the tragedy of ten thousand people spitting!
In his opinion, his methods are seamless, and Chu Yunting's end is already doomed!
And as soon as these words came out, the people in the entire Holy Painting Pavilion suddenly became boiling!
The name Chu Yunting instantly became the target of everyone!
Use the people inside the Holy Picture Museum to fake!
And the means are hidden, as if it is related to the painting wall?
Everyone discussed: "This Chu Yunting has been in the limelight recently, and he is the head of the case, or he is an example of the Holy Text, but I have never heard that he is a first-class painter, and he can actually intervene in the interior of the Holy Painting and Literature Museum?"
The ones who spoke were obviously a few first-class painters, all of them young and vigorous, and their eyes were slanted towards Chu Yunting, full of disdain.
"At his age, how could he be a first-class painter? I don't know what means to use, he actually dared to make up for it, and now that he has been recognized, I am afraid that his reputation will be completely ruined!" Then everyone began to sneer.
"That first-class pen maker Xue Wuchen is a disciple of the Qinghai Division, and he must be acquainted by him by abducting and abducting him, we must remind him!"
In the midst of the crowd, there was a clerical deacon who began to tremble in the corner!
He was originally down, but he was greatly favored by Jiao Na, so that he could enter this place to take charge of the paperwork, this time he saw Jiao Na for Chu Yunting, and he tried his best to think of it, and finally he took the initiative to come up with this plan, wanting to hide it from the world for a while, but he didn't expect that even such a thing would be exposed!
His face was pale, his whole body trembled, and he knew that he had no way back.
At this time, the owner of the Mo Pavilion turned his head, his temperament was like a mountain, and he said to Chu Yunting in a deep voice: "Master Chu, someone reported that you fornicated with the Holy Painting and Literature Museum to fake the appraisal of the first-class painter, and there is physical evidence, what do you think?"
As soon as these words came out, it was like stirring up a thousand waves, and everyone lost their minds.
No one thought that this Chu Yun Pavilion was actually in the Holy Painting Pavilion, and it was also in front of the hall owner!
Even just a few breaths ago, the hall owner had an intimate conversation with Chu Yunting!
What's going on here?
Is there a mistake in this?
Almost at the same time, Xue Wuchen stood up, his voice was like a big bead rolling a small bead, crystal clear and tenacious, and he didn't hesitate to protect Chu Yunting: "Senior Brother Chu has already become a first-class painter, why fake!"
"Nonsense!" the student of the Academy of Letters stood up abruptly and retorted sharply.
He didn't recognize Xue Wuchen, in his eyes, Xue Wuchen was just a beautiful vase, and her words were nothing, and then he sneered and said: "Chu Yunting, you are in a big disaster, and you still want to hide from the sky and the sea, and pull a woman to back your back, it's really ridiculous!"
Hearing this, Xue Wuchen's eyes were full of coldness, full of killing intent, and he was almost about to make a move.
But at this moment, there was a laugh in the whole hall.
It was Chu Yunting, who smiled coldly at the moment, laughing very happily, with a kind of incisive pleasure.
"What are you laughing at?" the student of the Academy of Letters couldn't help but ask.
In his opinion, with the presence of the owner of the Pavilion and his evidence, even if Chu Yunting was guarded by many beautiful women, it would inevitably be miserable.
And at this time, Chu Yunting actually dared to laugh?