Everyone was dumbfounded. The two people in front of them, one was a cloth painter and the other was a distinguished first-class bachelor wearing silk and satin. Two people who were completely incompatible with each other were actually calling themselves brothers and talking to each other at this moment. Very happy. What on earth is going on?
"Liu Huangfu usually lives in the palace for a long time and does not go out easily. The last time he went out, this time he went out to buy paintings?"
"Although this painting is good, it is too expensive! The cheapest one costs one hundred taels of gold!"
"If we buy them all, it will cost tens of thousands of taels of gold at least, right?"
"That's right! It's really not worth buying a painting with ten thousand taels of gold!"
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Everyone was talking, some were surprised, some were astonished, and most were angry. Looking at the two people laughing, several young Confucian scholars could no longer hold back. They stepped forward and counted Liu Changqing in front of everyone. They said that he misused his salary and wasted the people's tax revenue. They even pointed at Liu Changqing's nose and publicly accused him of accepting bribes. They even directly took action and separated Zhuo Yifan and Liu Changqing, saying that they would not let Liu Changqing buy paintings.
Liu Changqing has a very important position in the literary world and is supported by countless people across the country. Even if he has done something wrong, no literati has ever dared to do it directly in front of him. But now, such a change has suddenly occurred, and Liu Changqing did not expect it. .
Cold eyes slightly glanced at these young Confucian scholars, and a few slightly contemptuous applause suddenly sounded in the noisy venue. Everyone followed the sound, and saw Zhuo Yifan walking out with light applause, with a calm expression on his face. A hint of smile: "I've heard that there are many talented people in the National Academy of Sciences, but I didn't expect that there are reckless men among these talents? Now we have to pay attention to the verification of physical evidence. How many people slandered Brother Liu like this? Is there any evidence? As the saying goes, a gentleman uses his words and a villain does it. What you do is .It brings shame to the Academy of Chinese Scholars! It brings shame to your teacher! It brings shame to the current Beitang!"
These words were followed by blows and strikes, and the counterattacks were so beautiful that the Confucian scholars who spoke about them suddenly turned red. Although they hit people, they only grabbed other people's clothes. What they did was extremely rude, and it was indeed not the behavior of Confucian scholars.
Several people knew that they were wrong, so they dropped their hands in confusion and stepped aside.
Watching their companions retreat, the remaining three Confucian scholars who had not done anything suddenly spoke up and said: "The Academy of Chinese Scholars has always taught us that people are upright, officials are incorruptible, and they are virtuous and harmonious. Now that the teacher has made a mistake, students should point out their mistakes when they make mistakes. Besides, this is a matter for our academic academy, what does it have to do with you?"
Hearing what the Confucian scholar said, everyone around him nodded in agreement, but Zhuo Yifan surprisingly did not refute. He looked at Liu Changqing, whose face was a little purple, and said lightly: "Brother Liu, did you bring enough money today?"
"That's enough."
Seeing the students he taught causing trouble indiscriminately here, Liu Changqing could not be as calm as Zhuo Yifan, and nodded while suppressing his anger.
"The teacher is so persistent. The student is really heartbroken. The student will definitely report this matter to the king." Seeing that the two people were ignoring him, the Confucian scholar made a bow and said angrily.
However, Liu Changqing and Zhuo Yifan heard this slightly threatening statement and did not take it to heart at all, and continued to trade on their own.
The paintings in the shop were counted and the total price was twelve thousand taels of gold.
In the end, this huge transaction of twelve thousand taels was completed amidst the extreme astonishment of everyone around.
Looking at the twelve golden tickets, the eyes of everyone around them were full of jealousy. Twelve thousand taels of gold! How many people can't make money in their lifetimes, but this person is just It was easy to get it after selling just a few paintings. How can people not feel strange? The Confucian scholars looked at this scene and stamped their feet angrily, but they had no other choice. They could only stare at the shop. The paintings were carried onto horse-drawn carriages.
Looking at the increasingly empty painting studio, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. He swept his cold eyes over the people around him, sighed softly, and actually raised his hand and threw the twelve golden tickets into the crowd.
On the face of a Confucian scholar.
With a whoosh, the breeze blew by, and the golden tickets flew away.
After being shocked, many people joined the gold-picking team one after another, and the huge Dongcheng Street suddenly fell into panic.
The most panicked one was the group of Confucian scholars. A few of them hurriedly picked up the golden tickets that had been left everywhere. One of the Confucian scholars was furious and glared at Zhuo Yifan: "Where did you come from, crazy! Don't think that just because you know the teacher is a big deal.
These golden tickets have the national seal of Beitang on them. If you throw them away at will, it is disrespectful to Beitang! The worst case may be beheading, and the worst case may be to be sent to the frontier! You don't know, right?"
Zhuo Yifan's behavior undoubtedly gave these Confucian scholars something to talk about. Several of them talked about it, and it even escalated to the level of being disrespectful to the country. After hearing this, Liu Changqing smiled bitterly in his heart. He was almost certain in his heart that these Confucian scholars were not just passing by.
, I am afraid that he was bribed by one of his political opponents to deliberately come here to cause trouble.
It has to be said that these Confucian scholars are very good at talking, and their methods of inciting emotions and exaggerating the atmosphere are even more superb. Zhuo Yifan has completely become the target of public criticism at this moment.
At this moment, no one took action, but this verbal attack was so powerful that over time even Liu Changqing couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stand up and say a few words. Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly and stopped him. His eyes swept around,
It brings this cool luster, exudes a cool temperature, and instantly extinguishes the heat.
Just for a moment, the surroundings became silent!
Those Confucian scholars looked at this young man, and for some reason, they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
"Finished?"
Zhuo Yifan looked at the people around him and smiled leisurely: "I, Lin Fan, came here from the border area. I am a humble person. I am not a gentleman, nor a villain. I only sell paintings to people who know how to paint. People who know how to paint."
People who sincerely ask for paintings, I will not take any money. But people who do not know how to paint, barking like dogs, this is an insult to me. In life, there are things to do and things to do, these twelve thousand taels of gold, since you have doubts
Source, I don’t want a cent anymore. I’ll just bother you and share it equally with all the people in Wangyue.”
The scene suddenly froze. No one expected that this young man would distribute the money equally to the people.
When the Confucian scholars heard this, their hands holding the golden tickets suddenly trembled!
Twelve thousand taels of gold seems like a lot, but if it has to be equally distributed among the tens of millions of people in Wangyue City, how much can each family get? One copper plate or two copper plates? And even if it can be divided, several of them will give it to each family.
When will this be sent? What’s worse is that if they accidentally lose the gold, they won’t be able to compensate for the losses even if they sell it!
"You... want to divide it among yourself!" Thinking of this, these Confucian scholars suddenly became afraid.
"Haha, I, Mr. Lin, am just a villain who associates with people who accept bribes. How can I compare with you and other decent gentlemen." Seeing someone about to return the money to him, Zhuo Yifan sneered: "Here's the golden ticket.
With these few on hand, the people of the whole city will surely feel more at ease. Brother Liu, what do you think?"
"What Brother Lin said is true. How can we, a villain, stand up to these gentlemen?" Liu Changqing knew what Zhuo Yifan meant, and his words were like two sharp blades, instantly piercing through the iron walls of these people.
This group of Confucian scholars were shocked by the words of the two men, and were immediately put in place. They looked at the money and looked at each other, thinking that it would be wrong to pay it back, and it would be wrong not to pay it back.
"Hmph!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and dropped three words: "Get out of here!" Then he made a slight bow to Liu Changqing, strode into the painting studio, and slammed the door!