Two-dimensional Writing Wheel Eye

"The last name is Jing? Is it the Minister of Rites again?" Han Lingsha could understand, "Could it be that your father is Jing Huan and Lord Jing?"

Jing Yang was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Haha, yes, I don't see that you have any knowledge, you know my father's name..."

Han Lingsha felt helpless: "Master Jing, I didn't say that your paintings are not good, nor did I say that you are not a genius, a tiger father has no dog, your talent is indeed admirable... I just said that in the painting The person in question should be fictitious, or it's just your hearsay, am I right?"

"No, of course it's not right..." Jing Yang blushed, "The scene in the painting was what I saw with my own eyes back then, how can you say it's fictitious."

"No way, if there really is such a young knight who is able to build the sky, this girl has been walking around the world for many years, why haven't I heard of it in the world? Tell me, what's his name?" Han Lingsha scoffed.

Chapter 1333 Buying Paintings

"Of course you haven't heard of it. Go away, don't keep your name and name. That's the style of a hero...his name...I don't know his name either." Jing Yang said frustratedly.

"Look, you can't even say the name." Han Lingsha mocked.

Just when Jingyang was in a hurry and wanted to argue with Han Lingsha, Liu Mengli spoke up.

"This son, I wonder if you can sell this painting to me?" Liu Mengli stared at Jingyang, "I like this painting very much, I hope the son can give up his love."

"You want to buy my painting? Then you must believe that the person in the painting exists?" Jing Yang asked.

Liu Mengli nodded and smiled: "I believe it!"

Jingyang was very proud and turned to Han Lingsha: "Look, even your companions support me."

Han Lingsha pouted and ignored it.

Jingyang said happily: "Originally, this is my most proud work, no matter how high the price is, I don't want to sell it, but this girl, since you are so sincere, I will sell it to you, I don't want the high price, just five hundred Two silver..."

"Five hundred taels? So many? You robbed!" Han Lingsha jumped up.

"What? Too expensive? If you want to buy it, I won't sell it!" Jing Yang squinted at Han Lingsha.

"You..." Han Lingsha just wanted to do it, but was stopped by Liu Mengli.

"Is it five hundred taels? I bought it..." Liu Mengli looked at Han Lingsha, "Lingsha, do you have that much money? Lend it to me first, and I will pay you back later..."

"Good Mengli, what else can we talk about in our relationship? It's just this painting..." Seeing Liu Mengli's begging eyes, Han Lingsha shook her head and said, "...Forget it, since you like Mengli, then go with me. Baoqi Qianzhuang is ready to withdraw money.

"Okay, then I'll work hard and accompany you all this time." Jing Yang said proudly.

Han Lingsha rolled her eyes at Jingyang and left, and the three of them followed.

"Master, when did you meet the person in the painting?" Liu Mengli asked Jingyang.

Jingyang recalled: "It was many years ago, when I was very young, something seemed to have happened at home at that time, so that person broke into the mansion, I don't know very well, anyway, it was thanks to him that my elder brother picked it up. My eldest brother has always been very grateful to him since he died. Since he left, my father, who was never seen before, often accompanies me, so I am also very grateful to him..."

"Who is that girl behind him? That's on her face..." Liu Mengli asked.

"I remember that the girl called him brother, but my father said that she was not his sister. It seems that he went to Binhua by boat because of the poisonous spots on his sister's face. I don't know the details, but I heard it later. Said, he did another very sensational good deed in Binhua, my father praised him as a generation of heroes..." Jing Yang tried to recall.

Thinking of the heroic appearance of the young man, Liu Mengli couldn't help but fascinated and muttered to herself, "Many years ago...a generation of heroes...at that time his eyes didn't have..."

While talking, the four of them had already arrived at Baoqi Bank.

"The shopkeeper, please help me exchange it for one hundred taels." Han Lingsha took out a silver note from her arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"It turns out that you are really rich..." Jing Yang was shocked.

Han Lingsha turned back suddenly: "What do you mean?... Could it be that you..."

"It's miserable..." Jing Yang said angrily, "I thought you were just bragging and couldn't make so much money, so I came to see your jokes..."

Han Lingsha was very angry: "Okay, your kid deliberately set such a high price, and you didn't want to sell it from the beginning, right..."

"Girl, take it, one hundred." At this time, the shopkeeper had already ordered the money.

"Hey, here's five hundred taels. Here... bring the painting!" Han Lingsha hummed angrily and handed over the silver note.

"This, this..." Jing Yang blushed.

"What? Are you going to keep your word?" Han Lingsha was aggressive.

"As soon as the man says his word, the horse is hard to follow. Since he said he wants to sell it, of course I won't regret it... It's just that five hundred taels is too much... That's what I said nonsense, you don't need to give me so much." Jing Yang is sorry.

"That's right, Lingsha said that one thousand pennies is one tael of silver, and the five hundred taels is...that's..." Yun Tianhe counted with his fingers.

"Hmph, you know I'm embarrassed now?...Since it's been said, what about your mother-in-law? If you want to take it, take it..." Han Lingsha couldn't help but shoved the silver ticket into Jingyang's hand, and a handful of Take the painting.

"Mengli..." Han Lingsha handed the painting to Liu Mengli.

"Thank you, Lingsha." Liu Mengli smiled and thanked.

"Why, why did you give me so much money for no reason?" Jing Yang was at a loss.

"What is it for you? This is painting money!" Han Lingsha giggled, "It's a shame that you are still the son of the Minister of Rites, and five hundred taels scared you into such a situation. I have never seen the world before."

Jing Yang raised his chest: "Don't talk nonsense, it's true that my father is the Minister of Rites! But he is the best official and never accepts bribes... So..."

"So you were intimidated by five hundred taels?" Han Lingsha joked.

Looking at Han Lingsha's mocking eyes, Jingyang said angrily: "What's so great, what is this money? I was a fortune teller when I was a child, and a fortune teller Taoist priest said that the Jing family started with me, and it will be a must for generations to come. One person will become a rich man in the middle of Shu, and a mere five hundred taels of silver is simply not worth mentioning!"

After speaking, he put the silver note in his arms, Jing Yang reluctantly looked at the painting in Liu Mengli's hand, shook his head and said, "I will be scolded by my elder brother when I go back. He likes this painting the most." He turned around and went out.

"That stinky brat has a problem with his head, and he is too embarrassed to show off his fortune-telling." Han Lingsha snorted.

"Lingsha, if you don't like this person, you gave him so much money just now, didn't he say too much..." Yun Tianhe said in confusion.