Need for a Guard

The little pockmarked scholar took a step forward, staring at Hong Xing with green eyes, quite complacent and greedy, Hong Xing took a big step back in fright, only then did he feel safer.

Looking sideways, Shi Yue was already standing on the periphery of the crowd, looking up and over here.

Hong Xing's bright eyes trembled slightly, and the seductive red lips smiled again.

Although she saw that Shi Yue didn't intend to show up today, Hong Xing felt very at ease as long as Shi Yue was by her side to hold the place for her.

This is trust between heart and soul.

The gentle smile in Hong Xing's eyes was caught by Xiao Mazi, who almost took her away.

Xiao Mazi raised his cheeks, cleared his throat, and said disdainfully: "What kind of masters do you have in the Charming Pavilion? They are just a bunch of weak women. Even if they are high masters, can they still be called masters when they meet me, Ma Wuchang?"

This guy... What a big breath!

Shi Yue was very displeased, especially when he saw Xiao Mazi's eyes staring unscrupulously at Hong Xing, he felt a little angry in his heart.

Until now, he just felt that, unintentionally, he had regarded the red apricot as his own taboo: whoever dares to be disrespectful to her will touch the tight string in his heart!

Sun Meng saw Shi Yue's dissatisfaction, and snorted: "Brother Shi, this guy is not open, I'll catch him and take off a layer of his skin?"

Shi Yue shook his head: "Don't worry, I'll watch it later!"

This little pockmarked scholar is just an excellent pawn for throwing stones and asking for directions. If he is taken away indiscriminately, wouldn't it be a one-man show?

Then play a fart...

Hong Xing smiled charmingly, with a little nobility in her eyes on purpose, and said crisply: "Young Master Ma, do you want to fight?"

Ma Wuchang shook his pockmarked face, with evil in his eyes, he looked greedily at Hongxing, and Lang smiled and said, "So what if we face the battle? Is there any good news?"

He looked at Hong Xing with a wretched look on his face, which was disgusting to look at!

Hong Xing smiled and said: "Of course there is a lottery, and the lottery is..."

Ma Wuchang waved his hand, stopped Hong Xing's words, and said with a smirk: "You don't need to say more, as long as I win, you can stay with me for a night, I like you to be the first lottery..."

When Lang laughed, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Hongxing.

wow...

The crowd let out a man's unique laughter!

Shi Yue was furious, his face already had a gloomy blue color.

He was far away, still staring at Ma Wuchang, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said in a low voice: "Sun Zongqi, hurry up and find out who this Ma Wuchang is?"

"Dare you fucking seduce my woman? If you don't tear his mouth and break his dog paws, he won't be able to get rid of his splattered temper."

Sun Meng agreed, and hurriedly ordered his men to go down to inquire about Xiao Mazi's identity.

Where would Hong Xing be touched by Ma Wuchang?

Although I was really depressed when I encountered such a disgusting dandy, but I can't ruin this good start because of a small loss.

Hong Xing pretended to be smiling, and said solemnly: "Mr. Ma may not know what a lottery is, but if you know, you will be so happy that you can't sleep at night."

Ma Wuchang didn't catch Hong Xing's body, feeling upset in his heart, he snorted coldly and said: "What kind of prize is it? Why don't you take it out and have a look? What a disappointment..."

Hong Xing waved her hand, and two little maidservants walked up, holding a painting carefully.

The painting was covered with red gauze, so it was impossible to see what was painted inside.

Seeing that everyone stretched their necks to look over, Hong Xing smiled gently, "Young masters, please look carefully..." As soon as the words came out, her little hand shook and lifted the red gauze. Go, revealing a beautiful and enchanting face!

The people in the painting are lifelike, with charming eyes and flowing waves. When you look at them, you will be thrilled and fascinated.

It is the self-portrait of Li Xianyu, a celebrity in Kyoto.

wow...

Everyone whispered to each other and made a lot of noise.

"My God! It's actually a portrait of Li Xianyu..."

"No, it's not just Li Xianyu's portrait, you see that the brushwork is so delicate, if I and I expected it, this painting should be Li Xianyu's self-portrait."

"Oh my God, how could there be a self-portrait of Li Xianyu in the Charming Pavilion? This is too weird..."

……

Just a self-portrait of Li Xianyu, in an instant, the atmosphere in the field was pushed to the climax!

Ma Wuchang's wretched pockmarked face unexpectedly opened his mouth wide, drooling greedily.

He ran and rushed forward, as if to snatch the portrait.

The two servants in the Charming Pavilion stopped Ma Wuchang sideways...

Ma Wuchang yelled: "You two idiots, dare to be my uncle, do you know who I am? Why don't you hurry up and get out of the way? Otherwise, I want you to be short of arms and legs from now on."

The two of them were not moved by Ma Wuchang at all, and their faces were silent.

But Shi Yue had a cold expression on his face, firmly remembering the extremely arrogant words "missing arms and legs".

Hong Xing waved her hand, and ordered the two servant girls to take the portrait back.

Hearing the yearning and helpless boos from all the talents, Hong Xing smiled charmingly: "You guys guessed right, the portrait just now is Li Xianyu's self-portrait, it's a fake one!"

"You talented scholars are also romantic scholars. Of course, you can know how precious and attractive Li Xianyu's self-portrait is, and this portrait is the highlight of this chess game."

"No matter who the talented person is, as long as he can break through the barrier successfully, then this self-portrait of Li Xianyu will belong to him, and he will never regret it."

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a thunderbolt and an electric shock, which made the hearts of all the talented people itch.

There are many talents shaking their fans hurriedly, eager to try!

Hong Xing turned her face again, smiled and said to Ma Wuchang: "Mr. Ma, I wonder if this prize will satisfy you?"

"Satisfied, of course satisfied!"

Ma Wuchang was still teasing Hongxing just now, but when he saw Li Xianyu's self-portrait, he put the teasing Hongxing's mind on the shelf, thinking about getting Li Xianyu's self-portrait.

"How much is this portrait? I bought it! Hmph... Is 500 taels enough? Otherwise, how about I give you 100 taels, 600 taels? Isn't it a good deal?"

Listening to Ma Wuchang's shameless remarks, all the scholars and talented scholars couldn't help but despise him for a while.

How much is this painting worth?That also varies from person to person, but the four big characters 'invaluable' absolutely live up to the name.

How dare you open your mouth to buy paintings with only 600 taels of silver?Why are you not afraid to flash your tongue?

Among the crowd, some talents have already started bidding.

"3000 taels of silver, will you sell it or not?"

"I'll pay 5000 taels..."

"Don't worry, I'll offer 1 taels..."

Seeing everyone excited, Hong Xing was secretly happy!

She said with a gentle smile: "Gentlemen, don't worry, this self-portrait of Li Xianyu is not for sale."

"There is a Tao that matches swords with heroes, and famous paintings are given to scholars. We don't do it to make money or profit, but to get acquainted with talented scholars through chess games. Wen, put the self-portrait in the pocket..."