Demon Eye Shura

Everyone was dumbfounded. The two people in front of them, one is a commoner painter, and the other is a dignified first-rank university scholar in silk and satin. These two people who are completely incompatible, actually call themselves brothers and talk to each other at this moment. Very happy.what is happening?

"Liu Huangfu usually lives in the deep palace for a long time, and he doesn't go out easily. The last time he went out, this time he went out to buy paintings?"

"Although this painting is good, it's too expensive! The cheapest one costs 100 taels of gold!"

"If we buy them all, at least tens of thousands of taels of gold will be spent, right?"

"That's right! It's really not worth buying a painting with ten thousand taels of gold!"

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There was a lot of discussion among the people, some were surprised, some were wronged, and even more angry.Looking at the two people in the laughter, a few young Confucian scholars couldn't bear it any longer, they stepped forward to criticize Liu Changqing in front of everyone, saying that he used his salary indiscriminately and wasted the tax revenue of the common people.What's more, he pointed at Liu Changqing's nose and slandered him for accepting bribes in public, and even directly pulled Zhuo Yifan and Liu Changqing away, saying that he would not let Liu Changqing buy the painting.

Liu Changqing held a very important position in the literary world, and was supported by countless people all over the country. Even if he did something wrong, no literati had ever dared to do it directly in front of him.But now, such a sudden change happened, Liu Changqing did not expect it.

His cold eyes swept over these young Confucian scholars slightly, and suddenly there were several contemptuous applause in the noisy field. Everyone followed the sound and saw Zhuo Yifan walking out with light applause. A smile: "I heard that the National Academy of Scholars is full of talents, but I didn't expect that there are also reckless people in this talent pool? Now we can pay attention to physical evidence certification, how many people slander Brother Liu like this. Is there any evidence? As the saying goes, a gentleman speaks with his mouth, but a villain does it. Your actions It's a shame for the Academy of Scholars! It's a shame for your teachers! It's a shame for Beitang today!"

These words were repeated, and the counterattack was beautiful, and the few Confucian scholars who said it were flushed.Although they beat people, they pulled other people's clothes, and what they did was extremely gaffe, which is indeed not what Confucian scholars do.

A few people knew they were wrong, dropped their hands in a daze, and retreated to the side.

Watching his companion retreat.The remaining three Confucian scholars who did not make any moves suddenly said: "The National Academy of Scholars has always taught us that people are upright, officials are clean, noble and harmonious. Now that the teacher has made a mistake, students should point it out when they make a mistake. Besides, this is our Academy of Scholars. What does it have to do with you?"

Hearing what the Confucian scholar said, everyone around nodded in agreement, but Zhuo Yifan surprisingly did not refute. He looked at Liu Changqing, who was a little livid, and said calmly, "Brother Liu, have you brought enough money today?"

"enough."

Watching the students I taught make trouble here indiscriminately.Liu Changqing couldn't be as indifferent as Zhuo Yifan, so he nodded with restrained anger.

"The teacher is so persistent. The student is really heartbroken. The student will definitely report this matter to the king." Seeing that the two ignored him, the Confucian scholar made a bow and said angrily.

However, Liu Changqing and Zhuo Yifan heard this slightly threatening sentence, they didn't take it to heart, and proceeded with the transaction on their own.

The paintings in the shop were counted, and the total price was 1 taels of gold.

In the end, this huge transaction of 1 taels was completed under the extreme astonishment of the surrounding people.

Looking at the twelve golden tickets, the eyes of everyone around were full of jealousy. Twelve thousand taels of gold!How many people can't make money for a few lifetimes, but this person can easily get it by selling only a few paintings.How can people not feel strange?Watching this scene, those Confucian scholars stamped their feet angrily, but they had no other choice.He could only watch helplessly as the paintings in the shop were loaded onto the carriage.

Looking at the painting house that was getting more and more empty, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help feeling sad, his cold eyes swept across the people around him, he sighed softly, and unexpectedly raised his hand and threw the twelve golden tickets to the crowd. On the face of Confucian scholars.

With a whistling sound, the breeze blew, and the golden ticket drifted away.

After being shocked, many people joined the gold collecting team one after another, and the huge Dongcheng Long Street suddenly fell into a panic.

The most flustered one was the group of Confucian scholars. They were in a hurry to pick up the gold tickets left behind. One of the Confucian scholars was furious and stared at Zhuo Yifan: "Where did you come from? Don't think you are great because you know the teacher. These golden tickets all have the seal of Beitang state, if you throw them away at will, this is a disrespectful act to Beitang! If it is serious, it will be beheaded, and if it is light, it will be distributed to the frontier! You don’t know it, do you?”

Zhuo Yifan's deeds undoubtedly gave these Confucian scholars a reason to talk, and they talked a lot, and it turned out to be disrespectful to the country. After hearing this, Liu Changqing smiled wryly in his heart.He was almost certain in his heart that these Confucian scholars didn't just pass by here, maybe they were bribed by one of his political opponents to come here deliberately to make trouble.

It has to be said that these Confucian scholars are very skilled in their mouths, and the means of inciting emotions and exaggerating the atmosphere are even more superb.This made Zhuo Yifan completely the target of public criticism at this moment, the target of thousands of accusations.

No one is doing anything now, but this lip gun is so powerful that even Liu Changqing can't listen to it anymore, and wants to stand up and say something.Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly and stopped him.The eyes flicked around, bringing this cool luster, exuding a cool temperature, which instantly extinguished the heat.

In just a moment, the surroundings were instantly silent!

Those Confucian scholars looked at the young man's eyes, for some reason, they just felt like falling into an ice cave!

"Finished?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at the people around him, and smiled leisurely: "I, Lin Fan, came here from the frontier, and I am humble. I am not a gentleman, nor a villain. I only sell paintings to people who know how to paint. Those who know how to paint People, if you really want to paint, I won't take a penny. But people who don't know how to paint, barking like dogs like this, this is an insult to me. Life is alive, there are different things, this 1 taels of gold, since you doubt Source, I don’t want a cent. I’ll just trouble a few and distribute it to all the people in Mochizuki.”

The scene froze immediately, and no one expected that this young man would distribute the money evenly to the common people.

Hearing the words, those Confucian scholars shook their hands holding the golden ticket!

1 taels of gold may seem like a lot, but if it is to be distributed evenly to tens of millions of people in Wangyue City, how much can a family get, one copper plate or two copper plates?And even if it can be divided, how many of them will deliver it one by one, when will it be delivered?What's worse, if they accidentally lost the gold, even if they sold them, they wouldn't be able to compensate for the loss!

"You...you have to divide it among yourself!" Thinking of this, these Confucian scholars were suddenly frightened.

"Hehe, I, Mr. Lin, is just a villain who associates with people who accept bribes. How can I compare with a few honest gentlemen like you." Seeing a person wanting to return the money to him, Zhuo Yifan sneered: "The golden ticket is here." With a few hands, the people in the whole city must feel at ease. Brother Liu, what do you think?"

"Brother Lin said so, how can I be a villain against these gentlemen?" Liu Changqing knew what Zhuo Yifan meant, and a word from each person was like two sharp knives, piercing through the iron walls of these people in an instant.

The group of Confucian scholars were shocked by the words of the two, and they were directly fixed somewhere. They looked at Qian and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Hmph!" Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and dropped three words: "Get lost!" Then he slightly bowed to Liu Changqing, strode into the painting studio, and slammed the door shut! (To be continued..)