Either early or late, Zhang Xiaozu arrived at Longfeng Villa.
The timekeeping method of Tianwaitian is the same as that of Jiuzhou Continent, but the time is obviously out of sync. According to Zhang Xiaozu's calculation, Jiuzhou Continent should be in February now.
Longfeng Villa is supported by 999 towering stone pillars and built on the clouds.
It is majestic and majestic, like a fairy palace.
There is a staircase in front of the main entrance of the villa, which leads directly to the ground, called the stairs to the sky.
Visitors need to climb up the stairs step by step to show their respect for Longfeng Villa.
Those distinguished guests with invitation letters do not need to do this. There will be specially trained cranes from the villa to fly into the villa.
There is a unique scenery on both sides of the stairs to the sky, but Zhang Xiaozu has no intention of admiring it.
He climbed quickly and reached the top in less than a cup of tea, arriving at the gate of Longfeng Villa.
The gate tower is tall and majestic, just like the Gate of Heaven.
The four gilt characters "Longfeng Villa" on the door plaque looked like flying dragons and phoenixes, domineering and domineering. Zhang Xiaozu just stared at it for a few more times, but he felt a terrible coercion coming towards him and quickly averted his eyes.
There are majestic guards guarding both sides of the gate. Their aura is so strong that no one dares to offend.
There is a temporary shed on the left side next to the door. In the shed sits the appraiser of Longfeng Villa. Guests like Zhang Xiaozhu who come with calligraphy and paintings need to submit their calligraphy and paintings to the appraiser for appraisal. Only when they reach a certain grade can they be eligible to enter the village.
Today is the last day and there are not many people coming.
There was a middle-aged man in front of Zhang Xiaozu. He took out a calligraphy and painting, which was praised and affirmed by the appraiser. A servant immediately came forward and led him into the villa.
Zhang Xiaozu stepped forward, took out "Cang Yue" and handed it into the hands of the appraiser.
The appraiser unfolded the scroll and glanced up and down. His face suddenly lit up with joy. He turned around and handed the painting to an old man sitting at the tea table drinking tea behind him.
"Ha ha…"
"Okay, okay!"
The old man took the painting and laughed heartily after just one glance.
Several young appraisers gathered around, stared at the painting, and then praised it from various angles.
Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but be surprised when he saw so many people praising his painting. He couldn't help but wonder if he was just lucky enough to pick up the treasure by mistake.
The old man stood up with the painting in hand and walked towards Zhang Xiaopeng.
Zhang Xiaozu made a salute to him.
"Young man, did you buy this painting?" the old man asked with a smile.
"I bought it from below."
"How much did it cost?"
"Fifteen Tongxuan Pills."
"How do you think it's worth so much?"
"To tell you the truth, I don't have much research on calligraphy and painting. I just think this painting is very artistic and my feeling tells me that it is not ordinary, so I paid for it. Although the fifteen Tongxuan Pills are a little painful, but
It’s very worthwhile to be able to carry it into Longfeng Villa and see the world.”
The old man smiled and shook his head when he heard this, and said: "This painting is indeed good, but overall it is a little bit worse. You can't enter the villa with it."
"Ah?" Zhang Xiaozu was stunned.
He never expected that such an answer would pop out of the old man's mouth.
If the painting is not good, then why are they so happy and why do they keep praising it?
Are you kidding others?
Zhang Xiaozu was really puzzled.
He looked at the old man doubtfully, and suddenly became wary, wondering if the old man was deliberately belittling his painting, and then used it as an excuse to steal the painting.
painting.
"Master, I think it's not bad at all. It can definitely be rated as an excellent product."
"Yes, my disciple feels the same way."
"Mr. Qin, you are too humble. You are fully qualified to enter the villa with this painting."
Before Zhang Xiaozhu could speak, the people behind the old man spoke one after another, complaining about Zhang Xiaozhu's painting.
This made Zhang Xiaozu even more confused.
But the old man shook his head repeatedly and said with a smile: "No, no, no, if the two village owners see that you can enter the villa with my paintings, I am afraid that I will be charged with malpractice for personal gain, so you must not do it."
With that said, he rolled up the scroll and handed it to Zhang Xiaozu.
"..." Zhang Xiaozu suddenly wanted to scold his mother, so he pointed at the old man's nose and scolded him.
Only then did he realize that this painting was originally the masterpiece of the old man. No wonder they laughed so happily when they saw this painting. However, the compliments from the disciples around him were all flattery and could not be taken seriously.
Fifteen Tongxuan Pills...
A painting sold for so much money would make anyone smile.
Zhang Xiaozu was so angry that he gritted his teeth secretly, feeling that he had been fooled.
This painting was the painstaking work of the old man. He put it in the antique shop and asked the boss to help him sell it.
He set the price for the fifteen Tongxuan Pills and explicitly requested not to sell them at a lower price, so the boss insisted on fixing the price and refused to let go.
Because the old man would come over to look at his paintings every once in a while, the boss naturally had to take good care of them. Otherwise, if the old man found that his paintings were thrown into the corner to collect dust, he might demolish his shop in anger.
How did Zhang Xiaozhu know that there were such secrets behind this painting?
He took the painting from the old man's hand with a forced smile and said: "Senior, what you are doing is really unfair to me. This painting is clearly qualified to enter the villa, but just because it is your masterpiece, I have to avoid suspicion.
I have to be deprived of my right to enter the villa, I feel so wronged."
These words sounded like a complaint of grievance, but in fact they were a disguised form of flattering the old man, and they were flattering deep into his heart.
When the old man heard this, he really smiled happily, and his complacent heart overflowed from his eyes. However, he twirled his long beard and pretended to think deeply: "It is indeed unfair to you to say this. But if the two village owners know about it, everything will be wrong."
Once I'm blamed, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk around. What should I do?"
"Master, I have an idea." A man in green clothes behind the old man said.
"tell me the story."
"This young master wants to enter our Zhuangzi to broaden his horizons. Why don't we let him pretend to be a servant and follow us? In this way, he doesn't have to show his paintings at the appreciation meeting tomorrow, but can also view them at will???
?????????????Appreciate other people's calligraphy and paintings, and kill two birds with one stone."
The old man nodded when he heard this, looked at Zhang Xiaopou and asked, "What do you think, your Excellency?"
"Thank you, senior, for taking care of me. I am deeply grateful." Zhang Xiaozu nodded in agreement.
He came here for the owner of Feng Villa, so as long as he could enter the villa, he didn't care at all about appreciating calligraphy and paintings.
The old man's disciple immediately went to the villa to get a set of servant clothes, and found a secluded place for Zhang Xiaopeng to change into.
Zhang Xiaopou put on the clothes as he was told and suddenly became a servant of Longfeng Villa. When the sky turned dark, he followed the old man and his entourage into the village.
"The rules of Longfeng Villa are strict. You must not wander around. Otherwise, if you go to a place you shouldn't go, you will be caught and executed. Don't blame me for not warning you."
"I'll pick you up at five o'clock tomorrow morning."
The old man's disciples arranged Zhang Xiaopou in an empty house in the servants' living area, and left after giving serious instructions.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m too arrogant and didn’t think too much, or because I’m not afraid that Zhang Xiaopou will cause trouble.
Zhang Xiaozu wanted to chat with the servants living nearby and secretly inquire about the situation of Longfeng Villa, but found that at seven o'clock, all the servants closed the doors and windows and went to bed, and the huge living area suddenly fell silent.
Obviously, the rules are strict.
Zhang Xiaozhu could only give up his thoughts, lie down on the bed and close his eyes to rest, waiting for tomorrow's appreciation meeting.
The white tiger, which had shrunk to the size of a fist, emerged from Zhang Xiaopou's arms to get some air.
Under the cover of night, Fufeng looked at Longfeng Villa from afar, with a troubled expression on his face, and murmured to himself: "Although this junior brother is stupid, he shouldn't be stupid enough to cause trouble in Longfeng Villa, right? No, no, I still can't.
Just be prepared, just in case he is really stupid. Hey, this job is not going to be easy, I should have known that I would have asked Senior Brother to come."
