Xiao Mingyi bought this painting, studied it a little, and understood the martial arts will in it, and his cultivation will be greatly improved.
Several young men who gathered around made compliments. Not everyone could afford one million gold coins. He was Yun Lan's direct disciple. In terms of wealth, there were really few people present who could surpass him, including Du Mingze.
"Congratulations to Brother Xiao, you are so lucky to have bought the original work of Kuang Lao."
If Chun holds the smelly feet, Kuanglao is originally from Chancheng. This painting is set with the Taihang Mountains as the background. It is undoubtedly authentic.
"You're welcome. If I hadn't come to Chancheng this time, I would have missed such a great opportunity."
Xiao Mingyi was very proud. This painting had not been hanging here for a long time. There should be no one who knew the goods. Even if there were people who knew the goods, one million gold coins would be enough to stop 99% of the monks.
Amidst the compliments, a sudden voice interrupted them.
"Boy, what are you talking about? You dare to say that Kuang Lao's paintings are bad paintings. Do you know Kuang Lao's status in the hearts of Chancheng people?"
Xue Chou gave a sharp shout and his tone was extremely unkind. Although Kuang Lao rode a crane to the west, his descendants are still there. They are still the largest family in Chan City and have an extraordinary status.
Insulting Kuang Lao's paintings is tantamount to humiliating Kuang's family. Even Danbao Pavilion cannot protect him.
"Of course I highly admire Kuang Lao's paintings and have even admired them for a long time, but this painting..."
After saying that, he shook his head, and the expression on his face seemed to say, a bunch of idiots, holding a broken painting as their treasure.
The others looked at Liu Wuxie with strange expressions. This kid must be crazy. This painting technique is unique and exactly the same as the arrogant and unruly technique of the crazy old man. They asked themselves who has such great ability to imitate it.
Lei Tao was so anxious that if he offended the Kuang family, things would be in trouble. The Kuang family was not on par with several major families in Canglan City.
A guard came over and said a few words in Xiao Mingyi's ear. A sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Mingyi's mouth: "Boy, you are dead. You have humiliated the crazy family. Let me see how you die."
Most of the items in Qianxi Chamber of Commerce are genuine, and there are not many fakes. After all, they are in the minority.
"Master, please don't talk nonsense. This painting was sold by Kuangjia on our behalf."
The deacon of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce quickly stood up and told Liu Wuxie to stop talking nonsense. This painting was actually hung here by the Kuang family for consignment, which made Xiao Mingyi laugh wildly. Today's harvest was too big.
"As long as you are happy!"
Liu Wuxie shrugged and was too lazy to argue with them. He didn't have time to argue with a bunch of rubbish.
This sentence irritated everyone even more. After all, if you become a normal person, wouldn't it be that you were ridiculed by him in vain?
"Brother Liu, aren't you doing this right? You can eat more and don't talk nonsense. I know there is some misunderstanding between you and Brother Xiao. It is beneath your status to humiliate him like this."
Du Mingze stood up, his tone was neither salty nor cool, everyone was not a fool, and he openly mocked Liu Wuxie towards Xiao Mingyi.
"Just him?" Liu Wuxie suddenly pointed at Xiao Mingyi, with a hint of astonishment on his face, as if he had heard a joke: "He is just a piece of trash, is he worthy of my humiliation?"
overbearing!
Sharp!
The ruthless counterattack made Xiao Mingyi furious, biting the corner of his mouth to bleed. If he hadn't been stopped by someone, he would have rushed forward to take action.
In terms of venomous tongues, these people together may not be Liu Wuxie's opponent.
"Okay, very good, great!" Xiao Mingyi took a deep breath and calmed down the murderous look on his face: "Everyone, I just received news that someone from the Kuang family happens to be in the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce. I have sent people to invite them over.
, the madman knows best whether this painting is true or false." If eyes can kill, Liu Wuxie has died a thousand times, and few of the alchemists present have a good impression of him.
"That's great. The Kuang family is here too. They are a family of painters. They took out this painting and can tell the authenticity at a glance."
Du Mingze clapped his hands and applauded. They were all laymen. The Kuangjia became saints through painting. They had profound attainments in painting. Not many painters in the Yan Dynasty could surpass the Kuangjia.
Everyone had a look of expectation on their faces, except Liu Wuxie, who was quietly admiring it, not listening to what was going on outside the window, and automatically filtered it out.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Xiao Mingyi's bodyguard came over quickly with an old man and a young man. The elder was more than fifty years old, and the younger one was only in his twenties. His face was thin and his lips were red. If he hadn't seen his Adam's apple, at first glance,
I thought this person was a woman.
"Who said this was a broken painting just now?"
The old man's face showed warmth and anger. Xiao Mingyi's bodyguard told the truth about what happened here, and then hurried over.
"The person here is Du Mingze, the second elder of the Kuang family, to pay his respects to the elder Kuangzhan."
Du Mingze has been to Chancheng and knows a little about the Kuang family. He can recognize this person at a glance. He is the second elder of the Kuang family and the most violent one. However, this person does not have any evil intentions and is fairly fair, but his personality is not flattering.
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"Are you the alchemists of Danbao Pavilion?"
Kuang Zhan frowned. Although the Kuang family was strong, they were not in trouble with the Danbao Pavilion. This year, the Danbao Pavilion Danbao Conference was held in Chancheng. The Kuang family was considered a guest and was invited to watch the show.
"Exactly, we come from various major cities. Brother Xiao bought this painting and hopes that Elder Kuangzhan will take care of it."
Du Mingze did not mention Liu Wuxie's talk about breaking the painting. The depth of this man's scheming was astonishing.
Letting Kuang Zhan give Zhang Zhang an eye is equivalent to leaving a way out for himself. This painting is real, and his goal was achieved. With the help of Kuang Zhan, he slapped Liu Wuxie hard in the face.
If this painting is fake, he won't suffer any loss. Anyway, he can let Zhang palm his eyes without offending Kuang Zhan. It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone.
"This picture of mountains and rivers was indeed painted by our ancestors, and there is no way it is fake."
Kuanglao took the mountain and river painting, looked at it, and gave an answer: this painting is real.
"Thank you, Elder Kuangzhan."
Xiao Mingyi put the painting away happily, with a smile on his face.
"I heard someone say just now that this painting is a broken painting. Who said that?"
Kuang Zhan glanced around, wanting to know who dared to insult the Kuang family's painting as a broken painting. He was impatient.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on Liu Wuxie alone, and Kuang Zhan already knew who it was without the need for anyone to remind him.
"Boy, you were the one who just said that Kuangjia's paintings are broken."
The tyrannical spirit-washing power was crushed down, and Liu Wuxie's robes moved automatically without any wind. She was really overbearing.
"Back to Elder Kuangzhan, let me clarify. Firstly, I have never insulted Kuangjia's paintings. Secondly, this painting of mountains and rivers is indeed a broken painting."
Liu Wuxie made two points of clarification. He had never thought of denying what he said. Even if people from the Kuang family came, he would still say whatever he said.
Xiao Mingyi and others felt their stomachs hurt from laughing, and they were just waiting for Liu Wuxie's words, and sure enough, they came out anyway.
"This painting has been kept in Kuang's family for ten years. If Kuang's family had not been short of funds recently, it would not have sold it. If you don't give me an explanation today, even if you are an alchemist of Danbao Pavilion, you will never leave alive."
Kuang Zhan became angry. It didn't matter whether Liu Wuxie insulted the Kuang family or not. Calling this painting a bad painting touched the Kuang family's negative side.
"Brother Liu, you should apologize to Elder Kuangzhan quickly. I believe that for the sake of Danbao Pavilion, the Kuang family will not behave like a junior."
Du Mingze stood up and acted as a good guy and asked Liu Wuxie to apologize in person, which was equivalent to admitting that what he just said was nonsense.
"That's right. I learned to talk nonsense at such a young age. Canglan City is really lax in discipline."
Wan Yichun followed suit and attacked Liu Wuxie with all kinds of vicious words.
Unknowingly, there were many people around. The noise happening here alerted other areas, and people gathered aside.
"How can I just admit my mistake? I should kneel down and admit that everything I just said is nonsense and slap myself a hundred times. How can I forgive him like this?"
Xue Qiu sneered, not only asking Liu Wuxie to admit his mistake, but also to kneel down and slap him in the face. He was so cruel.
Every word you say and every word I say is a voice to attack Liu Wuxie, and not a single one supports him.
"Who is this kid? He dares to say that Kuangjia's paintings are bad paintings. He is so tired of living."
The crowd started talking together with an accusing expression. The Kuang family had a very high status in Chan City and was deeply loved by the people.
Insulting the Kuang family is equivalent to insulting the people of Chancheng.
No wonder it would arouse public outrage. No one expected that Liu Wuxie's words would cause such a big sensation and alert the senior officials of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce to watch secretly.
"Old Kuang, I dare to ask, as long as I prove that this painting is fake, can you make all of them apologize to me in person?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at Du Mingze and others without a trace of emotion. He had given them enough face and humiliated him at all costs over and over again. He really thought that he could manipulate them as he pleased without saying anything.
"As long as you can prove that this painting is a broken painting, I can agree to your request. What if this painting is authentic?"
Kuang Lao is not stupid. After living so long, who is not a human spirit? I can promise you, but you also have to promise me. What if it is a real painting?
"If this painting is really the work of Mr. Kuang, I am willing to kneel down in front of everyone, kowtow and admit my mistake!"
Liu Wuxie said categorically, his cold eyes swept across Du Mingze and others, making them shiver. These eyes were so terrifying, as if they could swallow them up.
"Brother Liu, no!"
At this time, Du Mingze stood up and wanted to stop Liu Wuxie and tell him not to act out of anger.
He didn't stop him just now, but after Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he thought of stopping him. This man looked like a good guy on the surface, but he was deadly with a knife.
"Thank you Brother Du for your kindness!"
Liu Wuxie was so happy and angry that ordinary people couldn't see whether he was angry or happy at the moment. He was so hidden that even Kuangzhan felt a little frightened. When they looked at each other just now, those eyes were the scariest ones he had ever seen.
eyes.
Under the curved roof building, there is a square table for everyone to read when taking down the calligraphy and paintings.
"Brother Xiao, please give me your love and put this painting on the square table."
Liu Wuxie walked to the square table and asked Xiao Mingyi to take out the painting with a mocking look.
"Boy, let's see how you die!"
The scroll was spread flat on the square table, and people gathered around it. Many people exclaimed and were deeply attracted by the painting.
"What a great painting! I saw it yesterday, but it's a pity that I didn't have enough gold coins, otherwise I would have bought it yesterday."
A greasy old man looked very sad and heartbroken after missing a famous painting.
"Lei Tao, do you have a dagger on you?"
Liu Wuxie said something out of nowhere, leaving everyone confused.