Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 330 Work hard, it will be yours soon (three more)
Hearing this, Gao Zhang glared at Zhou Bangyan somewhat resentfully.

"Master Zhou, I'm not talking about you, you are the original author of "Su Muzhe·Liao Chenxiang".

You said that what was auctioned was the original manuscript at that time, is there anyone who can jump out and say that is not it? "

"Based on everyone's reputation, well, although it may be the same in other aspects, at least you are still very famous in the field of literature.

Believe me, there will be many poets who like your poems willing to spend a lot of money to buy your handwritten manuscripts as a souvenir. "

Hearing Gao Zhang's words, Zhou Bangyan could only smile and nod in agreement.

As for what he thinks in his heart, I am afraid that only he himself knows.

After all, Gao Zhang asked him, a master of poetry in the Song Dynasty and an example of a poet and poet, to take out some good treasures to participate in the auction.

But the problem is that Zhou Bangyan, who started to wave when he was young and has been wavering until now, has already begun to protrude the lumbar intervertebral disc, how can there be any good baby.

Later, Gao Zhang went straight to the point and asked him to put up the original manuscript of his masterpiece for auction.

It's just that the thing has been around for so many years, how could he know whether the original manuscript was rotten or thrown away, or whether it was taken away by some young lady for collection, and he has no memory at all.

Ever since, the number one scholar made a suggestion to himself, asking himself to copy the song "Su Muzhe · Liao Chenxiang" with a piece of old paper, and write a date many years ago.

Then put your own personal seal on it, and in this way, it becomes the original work of that year.

Although Zhuangyuangong's suggestion, Zhou Bangyan, who considers himself a gentleman, is not very willing to accept it.

But the problem is, that Zhao Abban is smiling and winking at him.

Faced with the threat from the Imperial City Secretary, Zhou Bangyan, who is strong and strong, still picked up a pen, dug out a piece of old paper from the pile of old papers, and began to create seriously.

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A group of people finally gathered in the south building of Fanlou. Gao Zhang and others sat in the private room on the second floor, which was similar to the shape of the east building.

But at this moment, a charming, watery young lady is introducing a piece of auction there.

It was a masterpiece from a well-known national player in the previous dynasty, and Fan Lou also invited a literary and art circle in Bianliang, Tokyo.

An old man who has studied the art of calligraphy and painting stood up and expressed the authenticity of this painting.

After the young lady with a clear voice like a yellow oriole told about the collector's legendary experience of acquiring this painting, it finally came to the auction session.

The starting price of such a well-known painter's masterpiece is only five guan, and each increase in price should not be less than five guan, and the maximum price increase should not exceed [-] guan, in order to prevent some troublemakers from blindly shouting at the price and causing the auction to fail.

Following the young lady's coquettish shouts, one or two of these wealthy upstarts seemed to be very relaxed and freehand at the moment, and motioned to the scantily clad young lady beside them to raise their cards for themselves.

For them, it is natural to have a good experience of this new way of buying and selling auctions.

As the young lady's crisp voice sounded again and again, in the end, this painting was sold for 320 runs.

As the No. [-] lot, it can be regarded as a perfect answer sheet.

Li's mother, who stayed in another box with Miss Shishi, showed a gratified smile.

The first lot was sponsored by herself. Having said that, the 320 pieces sold in the auction really exceeded expectations.

Before putting it up for auction, she sent Steward Deng to a pawn shop in Bianliang City, Tokyo, to test the price.

The low one is only 180 to [-] guan, and the most can only be [-] guan.

Afterwards, various auction items appeared, but they were all ordinary items.

The high price is only two or three hundred guan, and there are also some as few as dozens of guan.

But soon, Lot No. 17 came. A young lady with delicate features and a slender figure picked up a small piece of rice paper that looked a little old.

Following the introduction of the eloquent young lady, the people present knew that this was actually the original manuscript of the excellent work "Su Mu Zhe · Liao Chen Xiang" created by Zhou Bangyan, a representative figure of poets and poets who is still alive in this dynasty.

There are even Zhou's signatures and personal seals on it, which are enough to prove the authenticity of this item.

Moreover, this manuscript came from a mysterious seller. It is said that this mysterious seller has held this original manuscript for more than twenty years.

Zhou Bangyan looked at the original manuscript with a face of shame, and subconsciously looked at Gao Zhang beside him.

He saw that the number one scholar actually showed a look of astonishment, and his eyes widened.

"Wow, Master Zhou, is that really the original manuscript that you created "Su Muzhe·Liao Chenxiang"?"

"This is your most famous masterpiece. Unexpectedly, today's Fanlou Auction House can even auction such a treasure."

Xiao Taosuwo, who had been thinking about what good things he should get for His Majesty so that he could gain His Majesty's eyes, suddenly brightened.

Subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhou Bangyan beside him.

"Master Zhou, is this really your original manuscript?"

Looking at the eyes that were cast in unison, Zhou Bangyan couldn't help but take another sneak peek at Gao Zhang.

In the end, he could only force a smile, and nodded with an expression that he couldn't bear to recall the past, indicating that the thing was true.

At this moment, in the auction hall of the South Building, many wealthy businessmen who like to be arty and elegant can't sit still.

The important thing is that many talented ladies and sisters in Fanlou also looked at the original manuscript with bright eyes.

At this moment, the girl Shi Shi who was sitting in the box heard the host's introduction, and her expression was also darkened, but she soon returned to normal.

Although the base price and bidding method of this original manuscript are the same as those of other literature and art auctions, the base price is [-] guan, and each price increase is [-] guan.

The price increase competition this time is obviously much more intense than before.

At this moment, both Gao Zhang and Zhou Bangyan looked at Xiao Tao Suwo who was blushing with excitement.

As the close minister of the emperor of the Liao Kingdom also joined the ranks of bidding, the atmosphere reached a climax.

In the end, this original manuscript was won by Xiao Taosuwo, who was determined to use it to flatter the Daliao emperor who liked the poetry of the Song Dynasty, at a high price of [-] guan.

Gao Zhang grinned, looking at this local tyrant of the Liao Kingdom, he really did not expect that the fake manuscript forged by Zhou Bangyan himself would be sold for such a high price.

Zhou Bangyan himself was also dumbfounded, his old face was slightly shy, and what was more, he was the joy of reaping the windfall.

Unexpectedly, under the coercion of Gao Zhang, the fakes he made would be sold at such a high price by this friend from the Liao Kingdom who hangs out with him all day long in the Happy Building.

When he thought that even if Fan Lou would take 720% as commission, he would still get a huge sum of [-] yuan.

At this moment, a heavy wooden box, almost as tall as a person, was carried into the venue by several strong men. This was the last item in today's auction, and it was also the auction item: a clock.

Xiao Fengxian couldn't help looking at Gao Zhang the moment he saw this object appearing in the auction house.

And Gao Zhang nodded slightly towards him, showing a bright smile of encouragement.As if to say, come on, bro, as long as you work hard enough, it's yours.

(End of this chapter)