【Xianze】It's not easy to be a fairy

After a while, the arena was packed with people.

The private rooms on the second floor used to be a row of loggias, but today they are separated by unique screens. Li Chengze is sitting in this corner, pinching a thin piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with one hand, looking at the dark and moving scene below. Head, drinking tea and food, very comfortable.

The master of ceremonies on the field is a well-known master of collection appreciation. He is more than 40 years old and has mastered such scenes. After a few common opening speeches, he first thanked the organizer, Mr. Wang, and then thanked him for being present. All the guests, amidst a round of applause, the collections were carried up lightly.

This appreciation meeting is said to be an exchange of appreciation, and it is also intended to benefit from the auction.Amid the constant bidding, half of the ancient collections found new buyers.Of course, there are also many bronze and iron wares from the Qing Dynasty, but most of them are ordinary goods that flowed into the people, and were not forged by officials.It is not easy for a private auction to do this. After watching it for a while, Li Chengze felt a little bored. He was about to leave with Fan Xian when the last cold bronze vessel came out. Show chapters.

Li Chengze likes these things. Although he doesn't have the obsession with collecting that is known to the world like the former prince Li Chengqian, he is a book lover after all. A person who cherishes talents can't help but look at these works that contain a lot of heart. two-eyed.

Some of the exhibits are from the hands of folk masters, some are from the hands of court painters, and some anonymous works are displayed purely because they are too old or the pictures are extremely exquisite.

Fan Xian was not interested in these things, so he asked someone to refill a pot of Longjing. Just as he refilled a cup of tea to relieve boredom, Li Chengze's face changed, and he stared seriously at the sealed scroll in the hands of the master of ceremonies on the field.His eyes seemed to be on fire, wishing to stare at the picture scroll to make a hole.

Following that fiery gaze, Fan Xian saw the master of ceremonies on the stage slowly reading the history of this scroll.The painter was a magistrate of Tongzhou in the later years of the Qing Dynasty. Seeing the country's decline, he was indignant in his heart. With mixed feelings, he swiped his brush and drew a picture of the scene of the Qing Dynasty in his imagination. Sing the hatred of subjugation.Only two years after the painting was completed, Nanqing really disappeared.

The master of ceremonies was like a storyteller, after telling the story, even Fan Xian couldn't help feeling depressed and lamenting, thinking that this painting aroused Li Chengze's family hatred and national hatred, which made his expression so abnormal.Although Li Chengze colluded with the Northern Qi to smuggle, although it was out of bad policy and unavoidable, it was indeed not an act of loyalty to Qing Guo.

After all, it was the country that raised him. Seeing this painting, he must be thinking that the country is changing, and things are changing.

Unexpectedly, when the picture scroll was opened by the two maids, Fan Xian directly sprayed out the tea.

The painting is true to the grand scene of the Qing Dynasty. On the yellowed paper, a waterway runs straight into the city. Beams and painted buildings are carved by the water, which is antique. The ships are eagerly awaiting.Pavilions, terraces and pavilions on the bank are resplendent everywhere, a small stone bridge spans the river, and young people in various clothes on the bridge carry small lanterns, all of them smiling like flowers.

This scene was quite similar to the scene where Fan Xian met the oiran manager for the first time. It was commonplace, but it was the people on board that surprised Fan Xian.

I saw three small boats sailing in slowly, and two small boats sailed in front of and behind the big boat. Apart from the boatman, two beautiful maidens stood on the prows on each side of the boat and sprinkled red petals on the water.And the biggest boat in the middle is swaying gently, I can see oars protruding from the bed cabin, no boatman, only a beautiful woman at the bow, she is wearing an almost transparent white silk gown, most of her slender and well-proportioned body is exposed. Under everyone's gaze, one snow-white leg hooked another long leg, ambiguously clamping the heel of his leg, half of the buttocks line could be seen at a glance.

He was halfway on the side of the boat, with one hand tucked up the skirt of his clothes, which had almost no covering effect, and the other hand hung down on the eaves of the boat to hook the petals on the water.His long hair was all arranged on the left ear side, hanging straight down along the brown hull, almost submerged in the water, with a charming expression, his bangs covered a charming eye, although the exposed black pupil was squinting at The maids and servants on the bridge can be seen by people on the shore.This person has bright eyebrows and a lotus face, but he is a rare beauty in the world.

This beauty is so delicate and charming, with two red tassels on her chest, she is full of beauty, but her chest is open and flat, no matter how you look at it, she is a man!

Fan Xian looked at Li Chengze's immature and stiff face beside him. Due to his health, his foreign minister is quite young, but his eyebrows and eyes are already bright. He is indeed a rare good seed.Fan Xian saw a lot of beauties, and he thought he had never seen a person so full of autumn water in the painting, but he was sure that person must be Li Chengze, and he thought that Yupo hid in the painting, which caused such a commotion today. They catch ghosts in their paintings.

The unrolled picture scroll really attracted a lot of discussion from the guests on the field. Under the gossip, the experienced master of ceremonies couldn't stand up.It was also the first time for him to see this painting. He wiped the cold sweat off his face in embarrassment on the stage. It's a bit rough, but it does depict the grand scene of the Qing Dynasty as imagined by the painter.

The master Wang who was sitting in the front row was also pale. He bought this painting from an auction house in Kyoto ten years ago. He vaguely remembered that there should be only one boatman paddling the boat in the middle of the painting.Although the artistic conception in the painting is a bit chaotic, the boat is obviously going to pick up the oiran from the terrace, and it is not so explicit.

Originally, this painting was probably because the painter couldn't think of the most beautiful face in the world, so he didn't paint the beauty's appearance, leaving blank for future generations to savor.At that time, Mr. Wang bought the painting precisely because of this lingering thoughts. Unexpectedly, ten years later, when the painting was rediscovered, it had such content that even Mr. Wang began to doubt himself.

He winked at the master of ceremonies, and the master of ceremonies cleared his throat and continued: "Although this painting is a bit shocking, it reflects the Qing Dynasty in its heyday, informal and bold. This work is the best ah."

As soon as the words fell, some man in the room didn't know what to do, and he yelled greasy: "I don't know if the painting is the best, but the people on this boat are indeed the best."

Li Chengze's face was completely ashen now, as if the next second he would either fly up and tear up the broken painting, or cut the throat of the man who spoke wild words.

Fan Xian was also furious. As soon as he slapped the table, he stood up and wanted to scold that person bloody. Unexpectedly, the people in the private room next door were faster than him.I only heard a cold and piercing voice sounding calmly from behind the screen: "The cold is getting worse, and you are shameless. How can Del and Xiaoxiao judge the paintings of the predecessors."

The voice sounded familiar no matter what, not only Fan Xian, but even Li Chengze turned their heads to look at the screen.After a while, the man said again: "Among the collection of antiques, there are too many things in the boudoir. Not to mention a painting, it is commonplace. Nanqing was at the peak of its national power. It is not surprising that there are such lovers. Whether it is male or female How about it, I think this painting is not bad, and it is worth putting into storage."

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the small valves in the hearts of the guests in the venue were opened, and someone immediately echoed, she was a middle-aged woman, and she said: "That's right, Mr. Wang, what Boss Qian said is wonderful, why is it a waste of money?" Time, are you still bidding?"

Only then did the master of ceremonies come back to his senses, and saw that the person speaking in the private seat on the second floor was Qian Shihai, the well-known winery tycoon in Lin'an City, Qian Shihai, and hurriedly said: "Then it's not too late, let's start the auction immediately Bar."

"Wait a minute!" The painting was still being spread out by two maids for so many eyes to observe. Fan Xian's anger did not subside, and his heart was inexplicably sour. For the maintenance of the works, Master of Ceremonies hastened to collect the collection, and it will not be too late to preside over the auction."

The master of ceremonies was puzzled: "What is air and what is oxidation?"

"...Anyway, please take the painting away."

What Fan Xian said made sense. With such a painting spread out, the men and women on the field were also appreciating the value of the painting, or they should look at the people in the painting.Hearing Fan Xian's words, Master Wang immediately waved for people to put away the painting. He stood up and bowed to everyone, showing shame: "This is a gift from a friend. I didn't check the collection carefully. I took it away before opening it." Take it up, ashamed."

The man sitting in the private room next to Fan Xian's second "person" smiled and said: "Boss Wang, why should you belittle yourself? Since you have taken it out, you might as well make a mistake and make a good price to find a good home for the painting. I think everyone present is also ready to move, Boss Wang But don't brush everyone's face."

Master Wang looked at him respectfully: "Then, as Boss Qian said, let's bid."

He spoke modestly, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that what Mr. Wang bought was not the face of the guests present, but his own face.Fan Xian saw that although the person next door spoke indifferently, his logic was meticulous and polite. He called the much older Mr. Wang the boss at a young age, and was invited into the private seat. He must be someone.He quietly turned to look behind the screen, but the boss Qian who was sitting didn't see it, but instead saw a guard standing in the corner.The guard had a sword hanging from his waist, was dressed in black, stood up straight, and his face was also as cold as a block of ice. Fan Xian cursed the sky in his heart, isn't this guard Fan Wujiu!

Now Fan Xian was even more curious about the identity of Boss Qian. Li Chengze saw him twisting and turning on the stool, and anxiously wanted to see the real face of the person sitting behind the screen, but was afraid that his movements would be too obvious to be noticed by the other party. Pushing the pastry on the table towards Fan Xian, he said, "Don't look, be careful not to be discovered by him, the one sitting is indeed Bi'an."

Although Fan Xian thought the same in his heart, he still couldn't help frowning: "How do you know again?"

Li Chengze sneered and said, "I'm sure, this voice must be."

Fan Xian felt bad and wanted to choke him, but the auction had already started.

Maybe it's because the people in the painting are too amazing, even if it is shocking, collectors still want this rare ancient painting.The starting price was unexpectedly high, 400 taels. Fan Xian felt a pain in his temple, and before he had time to be surprised, the boss Qian next door had already started raising the price. "800 taels."

Li Chengze swallowed the last piece of pastry, pointed his fingers at the table in displeasure and said, "Add the price, otherwise this painting will have to go to someone else's house."

Fan Xian hurriedly said, "1000 taels!"

There were many competitors on the field, and the price quickly climbed to 100 taels with the words "500 taels" and "2000 taels".Fan Xian had a headache, and he didn't know whether he was angry or relished. He yelled "3000 taels". What is sacrificed is not his own Qingyun talent, but his tenderness.

As soon as Fan Xian finished speaking, the young man on the other side of the screen said, "Three thousand two hundred taels."

Everyone on the next floor gasped, and the audience was silent for a while. Fan Xian waved his sleeves again and said, "Three thousand and five hundred taels."

Li Chengze put down the teacup in his hand and stared blankly at Fan Xian. He didn't know what to say for a while, thinking that this fellow Fan Xian must have gone crazy. They have been living without restraint these few days, and they are almost out of pocket. Where did he come from? so much money?

Boss Qian's figure was reflected on this layer of screen, with his chest straight and back straight, he was full of momentum.Although he couldn't see his face, Fan Xian knew that the other party was also staring at him.Sure enough, Boss Qian continued to increase the price calmly: "Three thousand eight hundred taels."

Fan Xian suppressed the suffocation in his chest, without blinking his eyes: "4000 taels."

The other side did not back down: "Four thousand three hundred taels."

The entire small building was completely silent, and even the master of ceremonies was quite puzzled. Although this ancient painting is of some age and is of little value for collection, it was not made by a famous person after all. A small magistrate in a mere district is full of hatred for the subjugation of the country, at most 2000 Two, why do you need such a sky-high price? Could it be that the two gentlemen in the private seat on the second floor really lost their minds and wanted to spend a lot of money for the illusory dummy in the painting?It's really wrong to mislead people by beauty.

Li Chengze squatted on the stool and met Fan Xian's eyes. The Fan Xian in front of him gave him an extremely unhesitating illusion. It was the same as the unruly figure when he faced the eldest princess, himself, and Emperor Qing when he was alive. They gradually overlapped, and then he saw Fan Xian smiled at him inexplicably, and said the current highest price in the audience: "6000 taels."

During the whole process, Li Chengze didn't say a word, but he was also so nervous that he was thirsty, as if he had a sympathy with the soul in the painting, and he was impatient and secretly happy about who would get him.

As soon as the sky-high price of 6000 taels was announced, the audience held their breaths. Seeing that the boss Qian next door did not move, the master of ceremonies shouted: "Is there anyone else who wants to increase the price?"

In the silence, the master of ceremonies dropped the hammer three times, and the scroll has changed hands so far.

Fan Xian let out a deep breath, feeling that he had achieved the achievement of being a hero to save the beauty, and a strange pleasure surged in his chest.He knew that Xie Bi'an's reincarnation was looking at him, so he boldly bowed his hands in the direction of Boss Qian and said, "Sir, I forgive you for your rudeness, I accept it."

This appearance is quite flamboyant, Boss Qian is also good-tempered, he said without any annoyance: "This young master must have fallen in love with this painting at first sight, I believe young master will cherish this thing, let me say congratulations first, congratulations."

After all, he stood up and bowed to Fan Xian on the other side of the screen.Li Chengze watched the two flatter each other eccentrically, which was not pleasant no matter what. When Fan Xian was seated, he immediately asked him, "Where did you get so much money? After all the antiques are exhibited, they will be traded."

Fan Xian showed him his Qiankun bag: "Of course I go to a pawn shop to pawn some treasures. You rest here for a while, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

It is very easy to sneak out of the royal garden, but it is not so easy to find a pawn shop.It was about evening when Fan Xian left the palace, and it didn't take him long to get to the street, but although the market was lively, several pawnshops either closed down when it was getting dark, or even the owners went to the Wang Garden to participate in the appreciation of ancient collections will go.

Fan Xian went all the way from the east of the city to the west of the city, inquired along the streets, and finally found a small and inconspicuous pawn shop.

This pawnshop is really not like a pawnshop. Ordinary pawnshops are all rich and powerful, with gold and silver plating at the door, and one or two treasures that are worth a lot of money to support the shop.But in this pawn shop, there is an old wooden plaque with four big characters written "one for ten", which originally meant brave and good at fighting, but it was used by the shopkeeper to make false advertisements. If the old residents on the street said that this is a pawnshop, Fan Xian really thought this was an armory run by some blacksmith.

The whole shop seemed to have not been cleaned for a long time, and everything that could be seen was very old.The door is still open at this point in time, which shows that the boss's diligence is really rare.

Fan Xian stepped over the high threshold, and before he could speak, the shopkeeper sitting on the counter greeted the distinguished guest with a smile on his face.

Fan Xian looked at the old shopkeeper's hand gestures, the familiar bow, and even the small fine lines at the corners of his eyes were wrinkled exactly as in memory, and he instantly understood why the decoration of the pawn shop was so simple.May I ask where the pawnshop opened by Wang Qinian's reincarnation can be generous!

Fan Xian froze the corners of his mouth and backed away again and again, always feeling that he was going to be slaughtered, and now was not the time to meet his old friend, and he wanted to run away with the slightest movement of his ankle.

The shopkeeper warmly held Fan Xian's hand, exerted a little force, and "friendly" kept Fan Xian in place.He saw that Fan Xian's conversation was extraordinary, and his walking and standing postures were of aristocratic style. He came to the pawnshop to beg for money at this time, he must have encountered a problem. How could he let go of such an opportunity!

Not only the shopkeeper's smiling gesture made Fan Xian miss him terribly, but even the words that came out of his mouth made Fan Xian suddenly go back to the past.He said, "My lord, is there anything I need?"

Fan Xian returned his same bright smile: "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to do, I'll..."

"Hey—my lord, my lord, please don't panic. The villain knows that you are in a hurry, just short of money. How about this, I'm here now, and I'm not afraid of delaying this little time. The villain's surname is Mei, to tell the truth, At this point in time, the pawnshop owners are either wives and children warming up on the kang, or listening to ditties and drinking wine in flower houses." The shopkeeper Mei is also extremely strong, grabbing Fan Xian like a life-saving straw to prevent him from letting him go. Walk. "If you are really in a hurry to spend money, I am the only one within a radius of ten miles who still has a chance."

Okay, you and Xie Bi'an, one surnamed Mei and the other surnamed Qian in this life, just to make a joke that I don't have money?

Fan Xian gave up, he knew that even if he found a new pawn shop with more effort, it would be too late to rush back, so this time he had to take advantage of shopkeeper Mei.He was in a hurry and didn't bother to avoid suspicion, so he directly took out a few fairy treasures from the Qiankun bag and showed them to shopkeeper Mei.

What purple gold gourds, golden Buddha beads, Qiongji relics, everything that one expects to find.Those fairy things were all shining with golden light and full of fairy spirit. Fan Xian pushed the things to shopkeeper Mei, and the lion opened his mouth: "These, I want to exchange five thousand and eight hundred taels."

It was the first time Shopkeeper Mei saw a fairy-like baby, first he played with it happily, then checked up and down with great interest, then suddenly lost interest, and shook his head at Fan Xian in great disappointment.He bowed to Fan Xian, wondering: "My lord, ah no, immortal, these are things you use for cultivation, we mortals can't use them."

Fan Xian was puzzled: "If you resell it to those practicing Taoist priests, wouldn't you be able to make a lot of money? These are genuine products of mine, so I don't want to bluff."

Shopkeeper Mei shook his head distressedly: "The villain also wants to, but what I do is only a small business, and I don't want to cause trouble, Wang Haihan."

Fan Xian understood that the shopkeeper Mei was afraid that if he took these fairy treasures, he would be targeted by lawless people who cultivated in the Tao, and it would be difficult to save his life.Fan Xian confirmed it again, and said, "This bag can hold everything, don't you want it?"

"No." Shopkeeper Mei answered decisively.

Fan Xian understood that Wang Qinian was involved in the chaos of the general situation before his death, and he must not repeat the same mistakes this time. He put the things back in the Qiankun bag and said respectfully: "In this way, I really don't have anything valuable on my body, but there is one thing that must be done. As a substitute, I can't help but touch it a few times and look at it a few times on weekdays, so I can take advantage of this day to stop thinking about it."

Fan Xian offered the golden stepping seal on his chest with both hands, and the golden stepping seal still carried his body temperature, as warm as a piece of nephrite.Fan Xian bowed to shopkeeper Mei: "I wonder if this golden seal can catch the shopkeeper's eyes?"

TBC