Chapter 56
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Tie Ma Fei Qiao
Xiao Mingyi bought this painting, and with a little comprehension, he will comprehend the will of martial arts in it, and his cultivation will be greatly improved.
Several young men who gathered here gave compliments. Not everyone can afford 100 million gold coins. He is Yun Lan's personal disciple. In terms of wealth, there are really few people present who surpass him, including Du Mingze.
"Congratulations Brother Xiao, you are very lucky to have bought the original Kuanglao."
In case Chun is holding stinky feet, Kuang Lao is originally from Chancheng, and this painting is set in the Taihang Mountains as the background, it is undoubtedly authentic
"You are polite, if you don't come to Chancheng this time, you will miss such a great opportunity for nothing."
Xiao Mingyi was proud of himself. This painting has not been hanging here for a long time. There should be no one who knows the goods. Even if there are people who know the goods, 100 million gold coins are enough to stop ninety-nine percent of monks.
Amidst the burst of compliments, an abrupt voice interrupted them.
"Boy, what are you talking about? Dare to say that Kuang Lao's painting is a broken painting. Do you know the status of Kuang Lao in the hearts of Chancheng people?"
Xue Chou sternly shouted, his tone was extremely unfriendly, although Kuang Lao went west by riding a crane, his descendants are still there, in Chancheng, and they are still the largest family in Chancheng, with an extraordinary status.
Insulting Kuang Lao's painting is tantamount to humiliating Kuang's family, even Danbao Pavilion can't keep him.
"Crazy Lao's painting, I naturally admire it very much, even admired it for a long time, but this painting..."
After speaking, he shook his head, the expression on his face seemed to say, a group of idiots, holding a broken painting as a treasure.
The others looked at Liu Wuxie with weird expressions. This kid is crazy. This painting is unique, exactly the same as the old man's arrogant and unruly style. They asked themselves who has such a great ability to imitate it.
Lei Tao was in a hurry, and if he offended Kuang's family, things would be troublesome. Kuang's family is not comparable to the big families in Canglan City.
A guard came over and whispered a few words in Xiao Mingyi's ear. A sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Mingyi's mouth: "Boy, you are dead. Humiliate the madman. Let me see how you die."
Most of the items in the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce are genuine, and there are not some fakes, after all, they are a minority.
"Young master, don't talk nonsense, this painting is sold by the madman."
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 for consignment by a madman, which made Xiao Mingyi laugh wildly. Today's harvest is too great.
"As long as you are happy!"
Liu Wuxie shrugged, and didn't bother to argue with them any longer. He didn't have the time to argue with a bunch of trash.
This sentence irritated everyone even more. After all, you are fine, so you were ridiculed by him for nothing.
"Brother Liu, it's not right for you to do this. You can eat more food, and you can't talk nonsense. I know there is some misunderstanding between you and Brother Xiao. It is demeaning to humiliate him like this."
Du Mingze stood up, his tone was neither salty nor weak, everyone was not a fool, and he made it clear that he was mocking Liu Wuxie towards Xiao Mingyi.
"Just him?" Liu Wuxie suddenly pointed at Xiao Mingyi, with a hint of astonishment on his face, as if hearing a joke: "He's just a piece of trash, is it worth my humiliating him?"
overbearing!
Sharp!
The ruthless counterattack made Xiao Mingyi furious, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, if he hadn't been stopped by someone, he would have rushed forward to strike.
In terms of poisonous tongue, this group of people may not necessarily be Liu Wuxie's opponent.
"Okay, good, great!" Xiao Mingyi took a deep breath and calmed down the murderous look on his face: "Everyone, I just received the news that there are also people from the Kuangjia at the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, and I have already sent someone to invite them over , Whether this painting is real or not, the mad family knows best." If eyes can kill, Liu Wuxie has died a thousand times, and few of the alchemists present have a good impression of him.
"Great, the Kuang family is here too. They are painters from the Taoist family, and they took out this painting again, so they can tell the real from the fake at a glance."
Du Mingze clapped his hands and applauded. They were all laymen. The wild ones were holy with their paintings. They had profound attainments in painting. There were not many people in the Yan Dynasty who could surpass the wild ones in painting.
Everyone looked expectant, only Liu Wuxie, quietly appreciating, did not listen to what was going on outside the window, and automatically filtered it out.
After waiting for about 10 minutes, Xiao Mingyi's bodyguard walked over quickly with one old and one young. The elder was more than 50 years old, and the younger was only in his twenties, with a thin face and red lips. Thought this person was a woman.
"Who said just now that this painting is broken."
The old man showed warmth and anger. Xiao Mingyi's guards told him the truth about what happened here, so they came in a hurry.
"The person here is the second elder of the Kuang family, the junior Du Mingze, to meet the elder Kuang Zhan."
Du Mingze has been to Zen City, and he has a little understanding of the Kuang family, so he can recognize him at a glance. This person is the second elder of the Kuang family, and he has the most violent personality. However, this person has no evil intentions and is fairly fair, but his personality is not flattering. .
"Are you alchemists in Danbao Pavilion?"
Kuang Zhan frowned. Although Kuang Jia is strong, he still can't get through with Danbao Pavilion. This year, the Danbao Pavilion's alchemy conference will be held in Chan City. Kuang Jia is regarded as a guest and invited to watch the scene.
"Exactly, we come from various cities. Brother Xiao bought this painting and hoped that Elder Kuangzhan would give it his palm."
Du Mingze didn't mention Liu Wuxie's story about breaking the painting. This person's scheming is amazing.
Letting Kuang Zhan give Zhang Zhangyan is tantamount to leaving a way out for himself. This painting is true, and his goal has been achieved. With the help of Kuang Zhan, he slapped Liu Wuxie hard.
If this painting is fake, he won't suffer any disadvantages, anyway, let the palm of his hand and not offend Kuang Zhan, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
"This picture of mountains and rivers is indeed drawn by our ancestors, and it will never be fake."
Kuang Lao took the picture of mountains and rivers, observed it, and gave an answer, this painting is real.
"Thank you, Elder Berserker."
Xiao Mingyi happily put away the painting, with a smile on his face.
"Just now I heard someone say that this painting is broken, who said it?"
Kuang Zhan glanced around, wanting to know whether the painting of anyone who dares to humiliate Kuang's family is broken, and whether he is getting impatient.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on Liu Wuxie alone, without anyone reminding him, Kuang Zhan already knew who it was.
"Boy, you were the one who said that Kuang's painting was broken."
Suppressed by the tyrannical force of washing spirits, Liu Wuxie's robes were windless and automatic, really extremely domineering.
"Elder Hui Kuangzhan, let me clarify. First, I have never insulted Kuang's paintings. Second, this picture of mountains and rivers is indeed a broken painting."
Liu Wuxie made two clarifications. He never thought of denying what he said. Even if someone from the crazy family came, how should he say it, or how to say it.
Xiao Mingyi and the others felt their stomachs hurt from laughing, just waiting for Liu Wuxie's words, and they still said it.
"This painting has been in Kuang's family for ten years. If Kuang's family hadn't been short of funds recently, it would not have been sold. If you don't give me an explanation today, even if you are an alchemist in the Danbao Pavilion, you will never leave alive."
Kuangzhan was furious, it didn't matter whether Liu Wuxie insulted Kuangjia or not, saying that this painting was a broken painting touched Kuangjia's inverse scale.
"Brother Liu, hurry up and apologize to Elder Kuang Zhan. I believe that Kuang Zhan will not be as knowledgeable as a junior for the sake of Danbao Pavilion."
Du Mingze stood up to act as a good person and asked Liu Wuxie to apologize in person, which was tantamount to admitting that what he just said was nonsense.
"That's right, at a young age, I have learned to talk nonsense, and Canglan City is really lax in discipline."
Wan Yichun followed suit, one by one, attacking Liu Wuxie with all kinds of vicious words.
Unknowingly, there were many people around, and the noise that happened here disturbed other areas, and they gathered around.
"How can you just admit your mistakes? You should kneel down and admit that everything you just said is nonsense. You can slap yourself a hundred times. How can you forgive him like this."
Xue Chou let out a sneer, not only to make Liu Wuxie admit his mistake, but also to kneel down and slap him, what a vicious heart.
What you say, what I say, are all the voices of crusade against Liu Wuxie, and there is no one who supports him.
"Who is this kid, dare to say that Kuang's painting is a broken painting, it's really boring."
The crowd discussed together, with expressions of accusation, Kuang's family has a very high status in Chancheng and is deeply loved by the people.
Insulting Kuangjia is tantamount 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 commotion, which alarmed the senior executives of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, who watched secretly.
"Crazy old man, this junior has the guts to ask, as long as I prove that this painting is fake, can you get all of them to apologize to me in person?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at Du Mingze and the others. Without a trace of emotion, he had already given them enough face. He humiliated himself time and time again at all costs. He really thought that he could make things happen if he didn't speak.
"As long as you can prove that the painting is broken, I can agree to your request. If the painting is real, then what?"
Kuanglao is not stupid, he has lived so long, which one is not human, I can promise you, but you have to promise me, if it is a real painting, so what?
"If this painting is really written by Crazy Old Man, I am willing to kneel down in public and kowtow to admit my mistake!"
Liu Wuxie said decisively, her cold eyes swept over Du Mingze and the others, causing them to fight a cold war. These eyes were too terrifying, as if they could swallow them up.
"Brother Liu, no!"
At this time, Du Mingze stood up, trying to stop Liu Wuxie, so that he would not be impulsive.
I didn't stop him just now, but after Liu Wuxie finished speaking, I thought of stopping him. This person looks like a good person on the surface, but he is deadly.
"Thank you Brother Du for your kindness!"
Liu Wuxie's joy and anger are invisible, and ordinary people can't see whether he is angry or happy at the moment. The depth of hiding makes Kuang Zhan feel a little palpitating. Just now, they looked at each other. Those eyes are the scariest eyes he has ever seen. eyes.
There is just a square table under the arc-shaped roof building, which is convenient for everyone to read when they take off the calligraphy and paintings.
"Brother Xiao, please cut your love and put this painting on the square table."
Liu Wuxie walked to the square table, with a look of mockery, and asked Xiao Mingyi to take out the painting.
"Boy, let's see how you die!"
The picture scroll was laid flat on the square table, and everyone gathered around. Many people exclaimed and were deeply attracted by the painting.
"Good painting, really good painting! I saw it yesterday, but unfortunately I don't have enough gold coins, otherwise I would have bought it yesterday."
A greasy uncle looked heartbroken, missing a famous painting, feeling as if a knife was piercing his heart.
"Lei Tao, do you have a dagger with you?"
Liu Wuxie said something inexplicably, which made everyone confused.
Several young men who gathered here gave compliments. Not everyone can afford 100 million gold coins. He is Yun Lan's personal disciple. In terms of wealth, there are really few people present who surpass him, including Du Mingze.
"Congratulations Brother Xiao, you are very lucky to have bought the original Kuanglao."
In case Chun is holding stinky feet, Kuang Lao is originally from Chancheng, and this painting is set in the Taihang Mountains as the background, it is undoubtedly authentic
"You are polite, if you don't come to Chancheng this time, you will miss such a great opportunity for nothing."
Xiao Mingyi was proud of himself. This painting has not been hanging here for a long time. There should be no one who knows the goods. Even if there are people who know the goods, 100 million gold coins are enough to stop ninety-nine percent of monks.
Amidst the burst of compliments, an abrupt voice interrupted them.
"Boy, what are you talking about? Dare to say that Kuang Lao's painting is a broken painting. Do you know the status of Kuang Lao in the hearts of Chancheng people?"
Xue Chou sternly shouted, his tone was extremely unfriendly, although Kuang Lao went west by riding a crane, his descendants are still there, in Chancheng, and they are still the largest family in Chancheng, with an extraordinary status.
Insulting Kuang Lao's painting is tantamount to humiliating Kuang's family, even Danbao Pavilion can't keep him.
"Crazy Lao's painting, I naturally admire it very much, even admired it for a long time, but this painting..."
After speaking, he shook his head, the expression on his face seemed to say, a group of idiots, holding a broken painting as a treasure.
The others looked at Liu Wuxie with weird expressions. This kid is crazy. This painting is unique, exactly the same as the old man's arrogant and unruly style. They asked themselves who has such a great ability to imitate it.
Lei Tao was in a hurry, and if he offended Kuang's family, things would be troublesome. Kuang's family is not comparable to the big families in Canglan City.
A guard came over and whispered a few words in Xiao Mingyi's ear. A sneer appeared on the corner of Xiao Mingyi's mouth: "Boy, you are dead. Humiliate the madman. Let me see how you die."
Most of the items in the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce are genuine, and there are not some fakes, after all, they are a minority.
"Young master, don't talk nonsense, this painting is sold by the madman."
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 for consignment by a madman, which made Xiao Mingyi laugh wildly. Today's harvest is too great.
"As long as you are happy!"
Liu Wuxie shrugged, and didn't bother to argue with them any longer. He didn't have the time to argue with a bunch of trash.
This sentence irritated everyone even more. After all, you are fine, so you were ridiculed by him for nothing.
"Brother Liu, it's not right for you to do this. You can eat more food, and you can't talk nonsense. I know there is some misunderstanding between you and Brother Xiao. It is demeaning to humiliate him like this."
Du Mingze stood up, his tone was neither salty nor weak, everyone was not a fool, and he made it clear that he was mocking Liu Wuxie towards Xiao Mingyi.
"Just him?" Liu Wuxie suddenly pointed at Xiao Mingyi, with a hint of astonishment on his face, as if hearing a joke: "He's just a piece of trash, is it worth my humiliating him?"
overbearing!
Sharp!
The ruthless counterattack made Xiao Mingyi furious, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, if he hadn't been stopped by someone, he would have rushed forward to strike.
In terms of poisonous tongue, this group of people may not necessarily be Liu Wuxie's opponent.
"Okay, good, great!" Xiao Mingyi took a deep breath and calmed down the murderous look on his face: "Everyone, I just received the news that there are also people from the Kuangjia at the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, and I have already sent someone to invite them over , Whether this painting is real or not, the mad family knows best." If eyes can kill, Liu Wuxie has died a thousand times, and few of the alchemists present have a good impression of him.
"Great, the Kuang family is here too. They are painters from the Taoist family, and they took out this painting again, so they can tell the real from the fake at a glance."
Du Mingze clapped his hands and applauded. They were all laymen. The wild ones were holy with their paintings. They had profound attainments in painting. There were not many people in the Yan Dynasty who could surpass the wild ones in painting.
Everyone looked expectant, only Liu Wuxie, quietly appreciating, did not listen to what was going on outside the window, and automatically filtered it out.
After waiting for about 10 minutes, Xiao Mingyi's bodyguard walked over quickly with one old and one young. The elder was more than 50 years old, and the younger was only in his twenties, with a thin face and red lips. Thought this person was a woman.
"Who said just now that this painting is broken."
The old man showed warmth and anger. Xiao Mingyi's guards told him the truth about what happened here, so they came in a hurry.
"The person here is the second elder of the Kuang family, the junior Du Mingze, to meet the elder Kuang Zhan."
Du Mingze has been to Zen City, and he has a little understanding of the Kuang family, so he can recognize him at a glance. This person is the second elder of the Kuang family, and he has the most violent personality. However, this person has no evil intentions and is fairly fair, but his personality is not flattering. .
"Are you alchemists in Danbao Pavilion?"
Kuang Zhan frowned. Although Kuang Jia is strong, he still can't get through with Danbao Pavilion. This year, the Danbao Pavilion's alchemy conference will be held in Chan City. Kuang Jia is regarded as a guest and invited to watch the scene.
"Exactly, we come from various cities. Brother Xiao bought this painting and hoped that Elder Kuangzhan would give it his palm."
Du Mingze didn't mention Liu Wuxie's story about breaking the painting. This person's scheming is amazing.
Letting Kuang Zhan give Zhang Zhangyan is tantamount to leaving a way out for himself. This painting is true, and his goal has been achieved. With the help of Kuang Zhan, he slapped Liu Wuxie hard.
If this painting is fake, he won't suffer any disadvantages, anyway, let the palm of his hand and not offend Kuang Zhan, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.
"This picture of mountains and rivers is indeed drawn by our ancestors, and it will never be fake."
Kuang Lao took the picture of mountains and rivers, observed it, and gave an answer, this painting is real.
"Thank you, Elder Berserker."
Xiao Mingyi happily put away the painting, with a smile on his face.
"Just now I heard someone say that this painting is broken, who said it?"
Kuang Zhan glanced around, wanting to know whether the painting of anyone who dares to humiliate Kuang's family is broken, and whether he is getting impatient.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on Liu Wuxie alone, without anyone reminding him, Kuang Zhan already knew who it was.
"Boy, you were the one who said that Kuang's painting was broken."
Suppressed by the tyrannical force of washing spirits, Liu Wuxie's robes were windless and automatic, really extremely domineering.
"Elder Hui Kuangzhan, let me clarify. First, I have never insulted Kuang's paintings. Second, this picture of mountains and rivers is indeed a broken painting."
Liu Wuxie made two clarifications. He never thought of denying what he said. Even if someone from the crazy family came, how should he say it, or how to say it.
Xiao Mingyi and the others felt their stomachs hurt from laughing, just waiting for Liu Wuxie's words, and they still said it.
"This painting has been in Kuang's family for ten years. If Kuang's family hadn't been short of funds recently, it would not have been sold. If you don't give me an explanation today, even if you are an alchemist in the Danbao Pavilion, you will never leave alive."
Kuangzhan was furious, it didn't matter whether Liu Wuxie insulted Kuangjia or not, saying that this painting was a broken painting touched Kuangjia's inverse scale.
"Brother Liu, hurry up and apologize to Elder Kuang Zhan. I believe that Kuang Zhan will not be as knowledgeable as a junior for the sake of Danbao Pavilion."
Du Mingze stood up to act as a good person and asked Liu Wuxie to apologize in person, which was tantamount to admitting that what he just said was nonsense.
"That's right, at a young age, I have learned to talk nonsense, and Canglan City is really lax in discipline."
Wan Yichun followed suit, one by one, attacking Liu Wuxie with all kinds of vicious words.
Unknowingly, there were many people around, and the noise that happened here disturbed other areas, and they gathered around.
"How can you just admit your mistakes? You should kneel down and admit that everything you just said is nonsense. You can slap yourself a hundred times. How can you forgive him like this."
Xue Chou let out a sneer, not only to make Liu Wuxie admit his mistake, but also to kneel down and slap him, what a vicious heart.
What you say, what I say, are all the voices of crusade against Liu Wuxie, and there is no one who supports him.
"Who is this kid, dare to say that Kuang's painting is a broken painting, it's really boring."
The crowd discussed together, with expressions of accusation, Kuang's family has a very high status in Chancheng and is deeply loved by the people.
Insulting Kuangjia is tantamount 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 commotion, which alarmed the senior executives of the Qianxi Chamber of Commerce, who watched secretly.
"Crazy old man, this junior has the guts to ask, as long as I prove that this painting is fake, can you get all of them to apologize to me in person?"
Liu Wuxie's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at Du Mingze and the others. Without a trace of emotion, he had already given them enough face. He humiliated himself time and time again at all costs. He really thought that he could make things happen if he didn't speak.
"As long as you can prove that the painting is broken, I can agree to your request. If the painting is real, then what?"
Kuanglao is not stupid, he has lived so long, which one is not human, I can promise you, but you have to promise me, if it is a real painting, so what?
"If this painting is really written by Crazy Old Man, I am willing to kneel down in public and kowtow to admit my mistake!"
Liu Wuxie said decisively, her cold eyes swept over Du Mingze and the others, causing them to fight a cold war. These eyes were too terrifying, as if they could swallow them up.
"Brother Liu, no!"
At this time, Du Mingze stood up, trying to stop Liu Wuxie, so that he would not be impulsive.
I didn't stop him just now, but after Liu Wuxie finished speaking, I thought of stopping him. This person looks like a good person on the surface, but he is deadly.
"Thank you Brother Du for your kindness!"
Liu Wuxie's joy and anger are invisible, and ordinary people can't see whether he is angry or happy at the moment. The depth of hiding makes Kuang Zhan feel a little palpitating. Just now, they looked at each other. Those eyes are the scariest eyes he has ever seen. eyes.
There is just a square table under the arc-shaped roof building, which is convenient for everyone to read when they take off the calligraphy and paintings.
"Brother Xiao, please cut your love and put this painting on the square table."
Liu Wuxie walked to the square table, with a look of mockery, and asked Xiao Mingyi to take out the painting.
"Boy, let's see how you die!"
The picture scroll was laid flat on the square table, and everyone gathered around. Many people exclaimed and were deeply attracted by the painting.
"Good painting, really good painting! I saw it yesterday, but unfortunately I don't have enough gold coins, otherwise I would have bought it yesterday."
A greasy uncle looked heartbroken, missing a famous painting, feeling as if a knife was piercing his heart.
"Lei Tao, do you have a dagger with you?"
Liu Wuxie said something inexplicably, which made everyone confused.
