The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

Wen Yu was wearing a hood, but Nuan still recognized it at a glance.

Wen Jiarui naturally recognized it, and when he saw Wen Yu and Zhu Zhenxuan walking together, he was slightly surprised and didn't think much about it. He was about to call her, and he took his hand warmly.

Only then did Wen Jiarui realize that he has changed his face now!

Zhu Zhenxuan saw that the eyes of the two fell on Wen Yu, he immediately stretched out his hand to block Wen Yu, took the posture of a flower-guarding messenger, and went out to protect Wen Yu, glaring at the two, worried that they would collide with Wen Yu.

Wen Yu also glanced at the two and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhenxuan, do you think this person feels a bit like my fourth uncle?"

Wen Jiarui's body froze, and he walked forward warmly as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Zhenxuan glanced at them to warm them up: "It's not like, can they afford to wear such nice clothes?"

His ex-father-in-law, his clothes were washed white, and his whole body was covered in patches, and there was no one spot that was good.

The clothes of these two people are not cheap at first glance, at least two taels of silver a set, can the poor family afford it?

Zhu Zhenxuan felt disgusted whenever he thought of Wennuan and Scarfaced Wen Jiarui, all because they embarrassed him.

Wen Yu sneered: "That's right, my fourth uncle has a scar on his face, and he looks scary with a fierce look on his face. Brother Zhenxuan, do you think my painting has improved? Will that person take a fancy to it?"

"Yu'er, your painting is so good, you will definitely be appreciated by Mr. Xu." Fortunately, I broke off the marriage with the god of plague, otherwise I would have no qualifications to walk with such an excellent Yu'er.

Wen Yu smiled after hearing this: "Are you really sure that Mr. Xu will come to the auction house today?"

Wen Yu wanted to worship Master Xu as his master, but couldn't get in.

Master Xu is the Big Dipper of Mount Tai in the painting and calligraphy world, and his calligraphy and painting are highly praised by the empress dowager and the emperor.

His paintings are worth thousands of gold, and are competitively collected by others.

Five years ago, he made rumors that he wanted to accept an apprentice with spiritual energy, but unfortunately he did not receive it for so many years.

Master Xu and Taifu Lin have been friends for many years. Because Taifu Lin was the mountain chief in Lushan Academy, he heard that Lushan Academy produced many talents, so he also came over and lived in the academy for a year.

Few people know about this, but this year, Master Guo was admitted to the Lushan Academy as a teacher, and he knew it by accident. Her brother was Guo Masterzi's proud disciple and future son-in-law, that's why she knew.

However, Master Xu lives in a secluded place. She has sent several posts to visit through Master Guo, but all of them have been rejected. She can only resort to this.

"Yes, I was in the academy that day and overheard it." So today, he and Wen Yu came to the auction house to auction the paintings, in order to attract Master Xu's attention.

Zhu Zhenxuan is a student of Lushan Academy, and Wen Yucai treats him differently.

Because Zhu Zhenxuan was a student of Lushan Academy, the only one in the town who was admitted, so he regarded himself very highly and naturally didn't despise warmth like this.

Wen Yu felt relieved after hearing this: "Then hurry in and see where Master Xu is sitting."

A young man from the auction house listened to the conversation between the two and said, "It turns out that the girl wanted to take Master Xu as her teacher. Her painting is really good and very spiritual. If Master Xu really came to the auction, she would definitely be able to enter the auction. Master Xu's eyes."

A Confucian next to him dressed up as an old man, and rarely replied: "It's really a good painting."

Master Xu is a frequent visitor to their auction house. Every time the auction house receives a good painting, he will notify Master Xu to see it.

Otherwise, it is estimated that every auction in their auction house is a painting!

Before Wen Yu went far, she heard the words of the two in her ears, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she felt a little more confident.

He raised his chin slightly and walked towards the auction house.

Wen Jiarui glanced coldly at Zhu Zhenxuan's back, but fortunately Sister Nuan had already resigned from this gentle scum!

A hundred Zhu Zhenxuan is not worthy of a warm sister!

He is a man, so he naturally sees the admiration for Wen Yu in Zhu Zhenxuan's eyes. The two are so familiar with each other, and they are neighbors in the town, so they must have seen each other long ago.

It's no use marrying this kind of man who thinks differently, bullies the poor and loves the rich!

Nuan didn't think too much, she didn't put the two of them in her eyes at all.

Wen Nuan pulled Lavin Jiarui's sleeve: "Dad, what are you looking at?"

Wen Jiarui came back to his senses: "No."

The two came to the reception desk.

Wen Jiarui: "Sir, we have a painting for auction."

The old man nodded, thinking that there were still many people who knew that Master Xu would be here today.

He took out a document: "This is the agreement document between the two parties to the auction. Take a look at it and you can auction it without any objection."

Wen Jiarui took it and looked at it seriously.

Wen Nuan tilted her head and glanced at it. The document was not long, so she read it at a glance. The point is that 20% of the auction price must be paid for the goods auctioned at the auction house.

After reading it, Wen Jiarui asked for his warm opinion and signed it.

Nuan Nuan took out a painting, and the old man of the auction house opened it casually, then startled, his face changed.

He carefully unfolded the entire painting, showing admiration.

He quickly picked up the magnifying glass placed beside him, shaking his hands slightly, holding the magnifying glass and slowly moving a little bit to see, the admiration in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The young man next to him also lit up.

He felt that what he said just now was too full, and Master Xu guessed that he would be blind to the painting just now!

What a bit of aura, compared with this one, that is fart!

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The auction house is divided into a high-level auction house and an ordinary auction house.

Valuable items such as paintings, antiques, and jade are auctioned in high-level auctions, and common items are auctioned in low-level auctions.

The two of them warmed up and got two high-level auction tickets from the old man.

The two walked in, and at this time, the front row on the field was already full of people.

Nuan Nuan and Wen Jiarui sat in a row behind the crowd, and also picked a middle position. There was no one in the row behind them.

Wen Yu and Zhu Zhenxuan are still looking for a place.

Wen Yu's hood had been taken off. She looked around the audience and glanced at every elderly person on the stage. She wanted to see which one was Master Xu.

In the end, she felt that sitting in the very middle of the middle row, the old man who seemed to be a bit of a fairy should be Master Xu.

"Brother Zhenxuan, let's go there and sit." After she finished speaking, she walked over by herself.

There was an empty seat behind the old man of Daogu Xianfeng, and Wen Yu wanted to sit behind him.

Zhu Zhenxuan was about to say that there was no place left, but seeing that Wen Yu had already walked over, he could only quickly follow.

Wen Yu sat down, and she looked back at the old man in black robe behind him. His clothes had been washed white, the original black color was about to turn dark gray, and the cuffs were also a little worn. , out of place.

Wen Yu said, "Old man, are you also here for the auction?"

Xu Tingzhi's expression was always serious. Hearing that, he raised his eyes and glanced at her: "No, let's take a look."

Wen Yu showed such a look in his eyes!

"Old man, you are not here for the auction, can you sit in the back? Don't hinder us who want to auction things, my elder brother doesn't have a seat yet!"

When Xu Tingzhi heard it, his serious face didn't change his expression, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He stood up and walked back.

Wen Yu pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice, "A poor ghost who has no self-knowledge at all."

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