Martial arts crossing begins with the story of looking for Qin

Chapter 370
Yue Buqun frowned, but didn't answer.

The young man sneered and said, "Why is the author so shameful? He dares to ask for the price, but he dare not report his name."

Yue Buqun didn't want to argue with him, not everyone is worth arguing with, but Ning Zhong couldn't stand it anymore.

Ning Zhong didn't speak at first, but he felt very uncomfortable.Brother, don't look gentle on the surface, but in fact he is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. He used to be such a noble person, but now he has to bargain with others.

She was also taken aback when she heard that her senior brother asked for "1000 taels".Even if you don't understand business, you also know what the concept of "1000 taels" is.A word, can't eat, can't drink, can it be worth so much money?
This scholar's world is really hard to understand.

At this time, someone belittled her senior brother, which she absolutely could not tolerate.

Ning Zhong said: "What is shameful? Is this written by senior brother?"

The young man showed a strange look on his face and asked, "Brother? Did you write it yourself?"

Yue Buqun didn't answer, picked up his handwriting and started to leave.

The shopkeeper frowned, such a good character, even if it is not a masterpiece of a famous artist, it cannot be missed. This is someone who is fully capable of becoming a famous artist, and will still be invaluable in the future.

The shopkeeper said: "Young man, don't rush to leave, the price is negotiable."

Now the shopkeeper has become the "begging" party.

If this young man didn't make trouble, Yue Buqun wouldn't mind haggling with the shopkeeper again.But being turned off by this young man, Yue Buqun didn't plan to talk any more.

Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't buy it."

The shopkeeper became anxious and said, "1000 taels, just 1000 taels, how about it?"

Yue Buqun paused for a moment, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, he was here to discuss business, how could he be affected by a passer-by, and said: "Okay."

The shopkeeper also knew that his promise was hasty, but seeing Yue Buqun's posture, he really didn't want to talk about it, so he had to cut the mess quickly.If Yue Buqun becomes a famous artist in the future, 1000 taels for this painting is definitely not expensive.

Seeing that Yue Buqun earned 1000 taels so easily, the young man was also very surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Shopkeeper Wang, can this kid's words be worth 1000 taels?"

The shopkeeper was actually very angry with this young man. If he hadn't made trouble, he might not have spent so much money.

But this young man's status is extraordinary, and he can't afford to offend him, so he can only patiently say: "Writing is something that the beholder sees and the wise see wisdom. I really like this calligraphy."

The young man rolled his eyes. He doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but he understands the ways of the world.The owner of a calligraphy and painting shop, no matter how much he loves calligraphy and painting, he is also a businessman. He will not pay a penny for worthless things. He likes it himself.

The young man said to Yue Buqun: "It seems that your writing still has some value. Write a letter to the young master, and the young master will not treat you badly."

Yue Buqun shook his head, didn't even want to say a word to him, picked up the 1000 taels of silver and left.

The young man's complexion changed drastically. No one in Xi'an Mansion dared to ignore him like this.What's even more exasperating is that Ning Zhong gave himself a look of contempt before leaving arrogantly.

Being looked down upon by Yue Buqun was beyond his tolerance, and being looked down upon by a beautiful woman would make him fly into a rage.

The young man rushed forward to stop them, but he felt that they had already circled behind him and left the calligraphy and painting shop in a blink of an eye.

The young man's heart trembled. Although he didn't know martial arts, he was not ignorant.He has seen people with amazing martial arts skills, even if he can't tell the difference between high and low.

The young man didn't dare to go forward, but just watched them leave.

The young man turned around and asked the shopkeeper, "Is his writing really worth so much money?"

The tone was not as frivolous as before, but with a hint of coldness.

The shopkeeper's heart tightened. He just took down the picture, but he offended the young man inadvertently, especially in the end when he got frustrated in front of this young couple.

This son is not a magnanimous person, and it is not impossible to blame himself.

The shopkeeper cautiously said: "It is indeed a good calligraphy, but he is not a famous artist yet. If he really becomes famous in the future, then this calligraphy will be valuable."

The young man nodded and said, "Pay attention to this man, the young master is useful."

The shopkeeper quickly bowed his head and said yes.

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Yue Buqun stood solemnly in front of his desk, spread out the rice paper, and held his breath, while Ning Zhong quietly rubbed the ink beside him.

Ning Zhong was fascinated by watching his brother concentrate on writing, and felt that his brother was more handsome when he was holding a pen than when he was holding a sword.

There are many people holding swords in the Huashan School, but no one can match the posture of the senior brother holding the pen.

Yue Buqun looked at his work with satisfaction, looked up and found that his junior sister was staring at him intently, almost drooling, so he couldn't help smiling.

With this smile, Ning Zhong who laughed almost fainted.

Yue Buqun looked at himself in the mirror. Compared with the strong men in previous lives, his appearance had indeed improved, not to mention how handsome he was, but he had never experienced that bookish spirit.This temperament still has a certain lethality to the chivalrous women of the Jianghu.In particular, the junior sister and his childhood sweetheart depended on each other for life after encountering a catastrophe, and it was reasonable to be obsessed with himself.

Ning Zhong said: "Brother, teach me how to write."

Yue Buqun nodded and said, "Okay! Junior sister, I'll grind the ink for you, and you write."

Ning Zhong smiled sweetly and said, "Okay!"

Yue Buqun didn't want his junior sister to become a woman who only knows how to wield swords. The Quanzhen School is a combination of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, and the Huashan School is not a martial artist.But in Ning Zhongze's eyes, Yue Buqun's acceptance of Wen Yunwu is far better than that of his father, uncle, and other senior brothers in the previous master's school.

Yue Buqun knew carefully, while Ning Zhong studied hard.

Practicing martial arts and writing is the daily life of Yue Buqun and his wife.On the other hand, Ning Zhong worships her husband and senior brother very much. He seems to know everything and knows everything, and he is simply his life mentor.

Ning Zhong held the sword and started playing in the courtyard under the bright moonlight. His movements were as brisk as a butterfly, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, and Yue Buqun quietly watched from the side.

Yue Buqun showed a smile on his face, and he could see that his junior sister was "dancing". The beauty was true, but it was not lethal.But it doesn't matter, Yue Buqun didn't remind him, just play, as long as it looks good.

Yue Buqun was aroused by the sight, and he also drew his sword to cooperate with his junior sister in a pas de deux, who from time to time let out silver bell-like laughter.

Yue Buqun's swordsmanship is unrestrained and unrestrained, but it is also flashy and seems to be playful, but it contains his thinking about swordsmanship.

The Huashan School is known as the "Sword School", and it cannot live up to the name of the Sword School. Yue Buqun decided to concentrate on using the sword in this life.

(End of this chapter)