Li Chengfeng covered his mouth and laughed, saying, "Okay, Duke Lu has bid 1,500 gold! Is there any higher one? No higher one? If not, then this calligraphy and painting will be auctioned to Duke Lu?"

“3,2…”

Just as Li Chengfeng entered the countdown, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

"Wait, the old minister is willing to bid 1,800 gold!"

"What? 1800 gold?"

All the civil and military officials in the court were surprised and looked at the place where the sound was heard with shocking eyes!

Someone is willing to bid 1,800 gold. Who is the rich man?

Everyone was very curious, even Li Shimin and Li Chengfeng looked along the sound.

When everyone saw that it turned out that the person who was calling for the price was Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong said very domineeringly: "My ministers, I, Qin Qiong, think that the Eighth Prince's poem "Spring View" is about Qin Qiong, the general of Tiger Power. So I want this poem, don't you have any objection?"

"Haha, since Duke Yi wants it, the old minister naturally has no objection!"

Wei Zheng, who was beside him, burst into laughter.

But suddenly, behind Qin Qiong, a rough voice came to mind, and the voice said: "Old Qin, others will give you face, but I, Yuchi Jingde, will not give it! If you give 1,800 gold, I will pay 2,000 gold! Although Yuchi Jing

Virtue is also a rude man, but I just like this poem!”

Li Chengfeng looked up and saw a big old man who looked like a calf and was stronger than Cheng Yaojin, sitting in the middle.

This person is the general, one of the twenty-four founding heroes who are as famous as Qin Qiong, Yuchi Jingde and Yuchi Gong!

He and Qin Qiong were both regarded as door gods by later generations to protect their families. They can be said to be how respectful the two of them are to the later generations!

Li Chengfeng was naturally happy when he saw that someone was calling for a higher price.

"Okay, Yuchi Jingde, the Duke of E, has bid 2,000. Is there anything higher? Is there any? Don't have the money in your chestnut pocket. There is only one poem in the world. If you buy it, you will earn it.

You won’t lose money!”

After graduating from university, Li Chengfeng worked as a salesman for a period of time.

He could say that eloquence, a toothbrush worth a dollar, and sold it for 100 yuan.

What's more, fooling these rude men?

It was obvious that the low price was only 500 gold, but when Li Chengfeng yelled, everyone suddenly felt that even if they bought this poem for 2,000 gold, it would be a good loss?

"Do you have any higher ones? Yuchi Jingde, the Duke of E, has offered 2,000 gold! This poem was created by the prince himself, and this is the only one in the world. Is there any more price to bid for?

Ah? If there is, I will wait a little longer. If there is no, I will make a deal!"

Qin Qiong suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Old Hei Niu, why are you so stubborn? Can't you give me this poem?"

"Hmph, I like it, I'm happy!"

Yuchi Gong wrapped his hands around his chest, giving Qin Qiong no face at all.

On the side, Du Ruhui touched the five hundred gold in his arms, shook his head and sighed.

Alas, let's forget it.

Cheng Yaojin stopped yelling and started watching the fun.

Qin Qiong is also a very respectful person. Seeing that Yuchi Jingde doesn’t give him face, how could he give up?

So Qin Qiong raised his hand high again and said, "I, Qin Qiong, bid 2,200 gold!"

"Wow, the price has increased again?"

Among the crowd, a minister exclaimed.

Yuchi Jingde gritted his teeth and ate, and said, "I, Yuchi Jingde, 2,300 gold! Huh, Huh!"

"Old Hei Niu, you are stubborn, just give me stubborn! 2500 gold!"

Qin Qiong shouted again.

"2800! Qin Qiong, I, Lao Niu, have just decided with you today. Why don't we decide the winner when fighting? Today I will beat you in terms of financial resources!"

"2800 gold, 2800 gold, is there any higher one? Keep going!"

Anyway, Li Chengfeng was watching the fun and didn't talk too much. While they were bidding, Li Chengfeng was fanning the flames. The more fierce they called, the better.

Keep calling, it’s not me who suffers anyway, hahaha!

At this time, Li Shimin seemed to see that Qin Qiong and Yuchi Jingde were in anger, and they seemed to be red in their eyes.

And there are so many ministers, watching them bid here, wouldn’t it be embarrassing to see whoever loses?

However, a poem that can sell 2,800 gold is already amazing.

Even the complete collection of "Lanting Preface" by the saint of calligraphy Wang Xizhi, which is the highest price in the Tang Dynasty.

If they keep calling this, don’t become enemies in the future.

After all, if you add it up, it will be 3,000 gold.

So Li Shimin shouted and said, "Shubao, can you be stubborn with that cow?"

Qin Qiong's eyes turned red and said, "Master, I have fought for Tie Niu all my life. I have brothers on the battlefield, but I have never given up on each other in private. Today, I don't believe it, I can't call Tie Niu!"

"I'm afraid of you, 3,000 gold!"

Yuchi Jingde continued to scream.

As the saying goes, when a scholar meets a soldier, it is difficult to explain it clearly. This sentence may be used to describe Yuchi Jingde.

"Shubao, forget it, don't shout! Listen to my advice, fighting anger or ruthlessness will hurt wealth and body! You also know Tien Niu's temper!"

"Okay, then let's listen to the emperor, then forget it, hum..."

Qin Qiong sat down angrily, but Yuchi Jingde's face was filled with joy.

All the civil and military ministers in the court dare to talk too much.

After all, the two people present bidding should be the ceiling of the combat effectiveness of the Tang Dynasty? How dare they talk too much?

Li Shimin sighed helplessly, shook his head, and smiled, "Tie Niu, you spent 3,000 gold to buy this poem. When you go back, don't be beaten by your wife?"

"Haha, don't worry, your elders, don't worry, my old man's skin is thick and thick, and I'm beaten!"

"Hahaha……"

After Yuchi Jingde finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire Wenxuan loft suddenly became lively again!

However, what Yuchi Gong did not expect was that his fighting spirit with Qin Qiong this time would become the last thing he regrets in his life in the future.

That is, after Qin Qiong's death, Yuchi Jingde came to Qin Qiong's house to cry with the poem "Spring Look".

It is said that as long as Qin Qiong can wake up, he is willing to give him anything!

...

Li Chengfeng from the podium found a wooden board from somewhere, then patted it on the podium and said, "The first time 3,000 gold, the second time 3,000 gold, the third time 3,000 gold, the transaction is completed!"

"Okay, congratulations to Yuchi Jingde, Duke of E, who spent 3,000 gold to buy the poem "Spring Look". It's so gratifying! Everyone applauded!"

"well!"
Chapter completed!