Raising the Demon

Chapter 245
Jin Taiyu walked up to one of the paintings and looked back.

The waiter looked indifferent and unmoved.

Jin Taiyu paced forward two steps, and saw the waiter nodded slightly.

The 1000 taels of silver are extremely powerful, and they are used in the right place. Jin Taiyu has a great feeling for the magic power of money, and he uses it very skillfully.

When Jin Taiyu pushed the door and went in, he thought with some complacency.

1000 taels of silver, knocking on a door, is it worth it to participate in this chrysanthemum appreciation meeting?For others, it may not be worth it, 1000 taels is two or three sets of real estate in Xijing, but for Jin Taiyu, it is the most cost-effective.

As soon as Jin Taiyu entered the door, Zi Baifeng and others came together.

Along the way, these obstacles were nothing to them. Chi Yanbai, like Little Shitou, was still enthusiastically guessing lantern riddles for a long time. The broken bridge in the middle did not cause them the slightest delay. He almost passed this level by stopping for a while, but wasting more time waiting for the broken bridge to appear.

On the other side of the broken bridge, everyone stopped and asked Zi Baifeng to come over and take care of the little stone.

Zi Baifeng himself is considered a master of calligraphy and painting, but he can tell the authenticity of these four paintings just by looking at them.

He shook his head slightly, a little helplessly.

This Mr. Yunping is showing off his painting skills. It can be seen that he has made great efforts to imitate the picture of Qinglian Shrimp. The brushwork and other aspects are already very similar. god.

In Zi Baifeng's eyes, that's all.

But this painting seems to have set the tone for this chrysanthemum appreciation event. The high-end event that everyone flocks to is just a booth for Mr. Yunping to show his knowledge and talents.

Zi Baifeng was just a little bored with this Mr. Yunping before, but now he feels a little disgusted. Although he has a literary talent, he always feels that he has the advantage of the traversers, and he rarely shows off in front of people who are not close to him. People who show off what they know at every turn don't have a good impression.

In Zi Baifeng's view, these three levels are actually of no technical content. In the first few levels, there are too many riddles given by lantern riddles, and one or two can always be guessed. The broken bridge in the middle is probably a level for screening monks and ordinary people. People need people with superb archery skills to shoot, but it is very difficult for ordinary scholars to do so.The last hurdle can be completely covered, with a [-]/[-] chance, if you have a little understanding of psychology, you can even judge it from the leader's eyes.

This Xijing, even holding a poetry and prose meeting, reveals all kinds of glitz and ingenuity, it really is Xijing...

I always feel that such three levels are quite cheap. Today's Chrysanthemum Appreciation Party may be overcrowded like a garden party.

But the little stone has already entered, and besides, it has already come here, it is not good not to go in, so let's go in and see how the chrysanthemums in Zhongshan Bieyuan are different from those in other places.

Behind the painting and calligraphy, there is a small path, the winding path leads to a secluded place, a faint human voice came from the front, Zi Baifeng frowned when he listened, and quickened his pace.

But it was Little Stone who got into an argument with someone.

"It's this person, this scoundrel who cheated me of my writing!" Xiao Shitou's sharp voice came.

"Your handwriting? What is your identity, why do you want to lie to your handwriting?" This is Jin Taiyu's voice.

There was also someone's voice of comfort: "Young master, don't make noise, don't make noise, alas, what's going on, what's going on..."

"Little Shitou!" Zi Baifeng made two steps in three steps, and in a blink of an eye, he walked around the end of the passage, and saw Xiaoshitou yelling at the back of a person, and the steward who brought Xiaoshitou just now was pulling Xiaoshitou , not letting him catch up, and persuading him: "Young master, don't worry..."

This steward has good intentions, if the little stone goes up, I'm afraid it will suffer.

It's just that Jin Taiyu is sneering and sarcastic, but it makes people uncomfortable.

"Brother! Brother!" Seeing Zi Baifeng approaching, Xiao Shitou hurriedly called out: "That's the man, he stole my characters!"

Zi Baifeng took a step forward and followed Xiao Shitou's finger. The man was dressed in black, similar to that of a steward, walking quickly with his back on his back, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Who is that person?" Zi Baifeng asked the steward, and said.

"That's Mr. Yunping's personal companion, Steward Ji." The steward holding the little stone lowered his voice, and said, "Mr. His words, alas, this..."

"Because he did take Xiaoshi's handwriting." Zi Baifeng smiled slightly and said, "It's none of your business here, so you can go down."

Of course Zi Baifeng believed in Xiao Shitou. This little guy is not a forgetful old man. Since he insisted on the other party, he would never be wrong.

"Master Zi, you are too..." What did Jin Taiyu want to say, but Zi Baifeng didn't even look at him, pulled Xiaoshishi's hand, and said, "Let's go, let's find out."

Zi Baifeng is not the kind of character who shuts up when he suffers a loss, even less is Little Shitou, the wind is blowing under his feet, he seems to be slowing down, he strode to catch up, and said in his mouth: "Brother, please wait a moment. "

Steward Ji walked faster, Xiao Shitou screamed angrily, pulled out the slingshot from his waist, and shot a stone.

"Whoosh!" With a sharp whistle, the small slingshot made a piercing sound like hundreds of strong stone bows.

Steward Ji suddenly turned his head, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the bullet, but suddenly felt a pain in his palm. When he opened his palm, he saw that there was a big red and swollen piece on his palm.

He was secretly shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just cupped his fists at Zi Baifeng from a distance, and said: "Brother, why are you blocking me?"

"You villain, you stole my calligraphy, give me back my calligraphy!" Xiaoshitou said angrily, his eyes widened.

"Where do you start?" Ji Guanshi said helplessly, "Young Master, please restrain your relatives and friends from making such unreasonable actions."

"Unreasonable behavior?" Zi Baifeng sneered, "I ask you, do you know me?"

This person, Zi Baifeng, has an impression. When Lian Yunping went to visit the Fujun, he was waiting outside. Zi Baifeng once glanced at him. Zi Baifeng's body has the talent of never forgetting. Just glance at it, and you won't forget it, let alone admit your mistake.

Ji Guanshi's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know who it is, so it's Zigongzi."

The quickness of the face change is amazing.

There were not many people in the entire courtyard, only a few sporadic ones. At this time, they were all watching from a distance, pointing and not knowing what to say.

Steward Ji groaned secretly in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would leave a tail when he did the work, but Mr. Yunping didn't know how to scold him.

"It's me. We met in Wang's other courtyard five or six days ago." Zi Baifeng said.

"Young master has a good memory, but I didn't remember it for a while." Ji Guanshi cupped his hands and said: "If you are not careful, please invite your son Haihan."

"It doesn't matter, but that day my younger brother, Xiao Shitou, was playing outside Wang's courtyard and said that someone had stolen a scroll of calligraphy. Although he is not sensible, his eyes are very good. Once you see him, you won't remember them." Wrong, Manager Ji, what's going on here?" Zi Baifeng put on the posture of provoking a teacher to ask a crime.

Steward Ji showed a dazed and innocent look just right: "How could it be? Although I am just a servant, I will never steal a child's name. Besides, I have never met this young master."

"You nonsense!" Xiao Shitou yelled angrily.

Zi Baifeng squeezed Xiao Shitou's hand, telling him not to get excited, then took out a dirty golden pill from the skin pouch on Xiao Shishi's waist, and said, "Oh, what's going on? Xiao Shitou said This golden pill was used as a marble for him by an uncle, whoever thought of taking the golden pill, the words disappeared in the blink of an eye."

The golden core was the size of a longan, with a faint fragrance and a faint pattern on it, Zi Baifeng didn't know it, but someone knew it, and whispered: "Zhongshan Dragon Pill!"

Zhongshan Dragon Pill is a very famous elixir of the Zhongshan School. It is specially refined to reward meritorious disciples. It is a good medicine that is beneficial to cultivation. It can increase the speed of spiritual energy absorption and quickly replenish spiritual energy.

"This..." Ji Guanshi's complexion changed, but he didn't know how to answer Zi Baifeng for a while.

"Although this elixir belongs to my Zhongshan sect, there are many rumors from the outside world. I am afraid that brother Zi has admitted to the wrong person." A peaceful voice came from behind Guanshi Ji, but it was Lian Yunping who had arrived.

Lian Yunping was surrounded by a few scholars. Zi Baifeng looked familiar to him, but he didn't know his last name. He had probably seen them in the Gongyuan, and he should be the best in the Xijing provincial examination. In it, I was talking about calligraphy and painting with Lian Yunping.

Lian Yunping cupped his hands to Zi Baifeng, and then cupped his hands to Zi Baifeng's back: "Brother Qi, Brother He, Brother Xing, and Brother Chi, it's really a blessing for me in Zhongshan Bieyuan to appreciate you all."

Zi Baifeng turned his head and saw that Qi Hanshan and others had also arrived.

Qi Hanshan took a step forward, cupped his hands in return, and said, "I saw Brother Zi here from afar, what happened? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"It is indeed a misunderstanding." Lian Yunping laughed, "This little brother may have misunderstood the person, insisting that my servant stole his characters... Ji Guanshi!"

"My lord..." Steward Ji hastily bowed to salute.

"Whether this little brother admits his mistake or not, it's your fault to offend the guests. Go and get the two hundred sticks of family law yourself. Go now, go!"

"Yes, son!" Ji Guanshi trembled, lowered his head, said shyly, then turned and left.

"That's my character!" Little Shitou didn't care about their greetings here, he was looking inside with his toes on his tiptoes, and he saw a pair of characters hanging inside at a glance.

Zi Baifeng looked in the direction that the little stone was looking at, and the words "Young Master Huai Su", which were flamboyant and flamboyant, were not Zi Baifeng's words?
However, this word has been framed and hung in the hall, together with other calligraphy and paintings, and it is hung in the center, which is very conspicuous.

　The first update...the one with the update has not been finished yet, and I have been busy in straightening out the plot in the past two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)