This Qiuqi means very clearly, who can be qualified to mention her painting, she will look at him differently Murong Gongzi was dumbfounded, he had the idea of trying it out, and said to this Qiuqi: "I use twenty trillion gold coins" Before he finished his words, Qiu Qi said to him in a cold voice: "Get out" Murong Gongzi lingered in the flower shop, and he really didn't see anyone who was still dissatisfied with the money, Murong Gongzi was angry and shouted: "Ouch, you don't even want money" was about to say a few ugly words, but someone patted him on the shoulder, and at a glance, it was one of his fox friends, but this fox friends were more educated, bowed his head and said: "Brother, in this woman's place, you really can't buy it with money, as long as she is willing to sell this painting, at least hundreds of millions of dollars, people are still rushing to buy it."
Murong Gongzi's eyes bulged: "It's really fake" As soon as his voice fell, he made an offer: "Qiuqi girl, I bought this painting for 300 million."
"I'll give 500 million" "You guys are really stingy, Miss Qiuqi's paintings contain a trace of rhyme, and those who bought her paintings have broken through, and I will pay 700 million" Murong Gongzi was stunned, such a painting was so expensive, it was surprising, he looked at the painting, horizontal and vertical, but he couldn't see anything strange On the painting, a river, a wide field of vision, far and near, surrounded by mountains, a rolling river, there is an old man fishing alone in the river, the artistic conception is very magnificent, but there is a hint of desolation, it is really a good painting Qiu Qi glanced at it, but he didn't accept any price, but said: "I don't have any other requirements today, as long as there is a son who can write a poem, I will give this painting for nothing, I am the person, tonight is also this son's."
Qiuqi said in a word, in a word, let all the sons rub their hands, and they really want to show their talents and be a beautiful woman When Murong Gongzi saw this scene, he also scratched his ears and cheeks, wanting to please the beauty, but he didn't have any talent at all, and he couldn't think of any good sentences.
On the scene, there was already a son who began to chant poetry.
"The lonely sail is far away, and the sun is coming."
Qiu Qi shook his head.
"The sky is vast and open, and the red sun rises in the center.
The flowing water is small, and the river carp is fished alone. ” There is a better literary style, and another poem is chanted.
Qiu Qi still shook his head.
The sons performed one by one, but they didn't get fancy and praise.
Murong Gongzi looked at these people, afraid that he would not be favored by the beauty, so he numbly scalped, and stumbled and chanted: "The mountains and rivers in the distance, the rivers and boats in the distance, an old man is sitting on it, what are you fishing?"
” A poem made everyone laugh.
Looking at Qiuqi's appearance, he wanted to spray Murong Gongzi's face, but he couldn't help it.
At this time, the eighth prince, who had been watching, found it interesting, and casually leaned on a railing, and his voice sounded in a clear and somewhat flamboyant voice: "The mountains stand tall and the white clouds surround the middle stream.
This goes to the river for tens of thousands of miles, and the lonely man fishes alone.
Perhaps there is an intention here, and it is nine thousand weights in the sky. ” These eight princes, whether it is poetic conception or open-mindedness, are far superior to other sons, and this person is handsome and dignified, noble, slender figure, white jade-like face, two sword eyebrows into the sideburns, really handsome and indescribable Qiu Qi laughed and said, "The poems written by this son are really good, I" She was about to say that she would mention this poem on the painting, but there was a clear voice, which overshadowed everyone, and as soon as she opened her mouth, the whole house applauded.
"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes.
Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
White-haired fisherman qiáo Jiang Zhu zhu, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze.
A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, and many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ” Qiu Qi was stunned, and silently chanted Liu Yuhuang's poem, and tasted it again, only feeling that this poem was magnificent and extraordinary.
And almost all the cultured people on the field couldn't help but fall into the artistic conception of Liu Yuhuang's poem, which was noisy and silent for a while The Eighth Prince's eyes were full of strange light, staring at Liu Yuhuang, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qiuqi picked up the pen and ink, and was about to mention the word, but stopped again, and said to Liu Yuhuang: "This son, you have a chapter, this poem has a majestic artistic conception, the little woman is afraid that her pen power is insufficient, can you help me mention a poem, thank you." ” Liu Yuhuang smiled slightly, and wrote down this ancient noun with a pen.
This poem is actually a song that he overheard someone sing when he experienced a big world, and he felt that it was very appetizing, so he wrote it down, and he has never forgotten it for so many years With a big swing of her brush, she wrote the poem on the painting Qiu Qi said in amazement: "Childe, your handwriting is actually better than my painting." ” On the field, some people looked at it and said in shock: "What's the matter, how do I feel that my realm is a little faintly loose, and there seems to be a breakthrough" "Yes, I also feel this way, and I have a sense of it."
"This hand word, I can't help Qiuqi girl, can you cut love, I will exchange it with 10,000 catties of gold and 50,000 spirit crystals with you" As soon as this person's words came out, there were many responders, everyone was not bad for money, they were all cultivators, and those who were helpful to the realm would definitely not be stingy with money "I'm sorry, everyone, this painting, this word, Qiu Qi is ready to treasure forever, and it will not change hands."
Qiu Qi said, bowed to Liu Yuhuang, and said, "Childe is talented, as long as Childe is willing, the tent will be opened for you tonight." ” After finishing a sentence, the Liubu students led by Liu Yuhuang cheered and cheered, and admired Liu Yuhuang, which was like a surging river, endless "Emperor Liu, you're too good" "Emperor Liu, you and I are idols, really, your sister is so awesome, you are the first person" Liu Yuhuang smiled and looked at Murong Gongzi who was about to sneak away: "Murong Gongzi, what do you think, are you going to run away?"
Murong Gongzi's face was bitter and bitter, and the three women all expressed their affection for Liu Yuhuang, and most of the women on the field looked at her with sparkling eyes, do you need to say anything about this result Murong Gongzi didn't want to admit defeat like this, and stiffened his neck: "I don't accept it, there is still the last woman in Yuchun Tower, Donghan, we" Before his words fell, a woman in snow-white clothes walked out, poked her face and said: "The last one doesn't need to be compared, this Liu Gongzi knows how to be interested, he is only eight years old, and several sisters have a good impression of him, but I look at him more than I like you." ” In a word, Murong Gongzi vomited three liters of blood, he admitted defeat, completely admitted defeat, this Liu Yuhuang is a master of flirting with girls This, too teased oshow7 t1706231537: