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Chapter 200: What fan?
Liu Mingzhi really wanted to grab Wan Yang’s lapels and yell at him, you’re just pretending to be like this young master Narcissus, right? “Brother, you can’t be like this. When Liu gave you money just now, many people saw it. .............”
Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched as he looked at the deserted streets. The streets that were crowded just now had already become deserted. All the scholars had disappeared, and even the vendors were gone.
"Brother, what do you want to say?" Wan Yang innocently looked at Liu Mingzhi who was speaking normally.
Yo, yo, look, is this something done by humans? With a sincere, loyal and innocent expression on his face, this shameless look is quite reminiscent of my young master's demeanor back in the day.
"Brother, God is watching what you do. You just swore an oath! Be careful to bring an umbrella when you go out."
Wan Yang spread his hands and said, "Brother, as the saying goes, catch a traitor and catch a couple, and catch a thief and get the stolen goods. You can't just rely on the fact that I'm an outsider to accuse someone of innocence out of thin air."
Liu Mingzhi was speechless, and he tapped Wan Yang fiercely with his fingers: "Okay, you are ruthless, you have the ability, no one in Jiangnan dares to play tricks on me, Liu Mingzhi, you are the number one boss in the world." Ah, I will settle the accounts with you after attending the Deer Ming Banquet, and wait."
Liu Mingzhi's helpless look was like that of a primary school student when he said harshly, "You wait for me to call the parents."
Watching Liu Mingzhi pulling Ying'er away, Wanyang looked surprised and tightened his eyes: "Liu Mingzhi? It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here. I want to see who can use the push order." What kind of hero is this guy?"
In an instant, Wan Yang's shrewd, calm and see-through look disappeared, and he became calm and steady again and chased Liu Mingzhi: "Brother Liu, wait a minute, I'm also going to attend the Luming Banquet. On the way!"
He glanced at Wan Yang Liu Mingzhi who was winking at him with a sullen face and shuddered. He must have met Master Rabbit. I don't want to say this. "Get out."
Wan Yang didn't care about Liu Mingzhi's attitude: "Hey, Brother Liu, what are you talking about? You are attending the Luming Banquet, and I am also going to attend the Luming Banquet. Meeting each other is fate, wouldn't it be wrong for you and me to go together? Beautiful.”
"Whoever meets you is fate, you idiot."
"Brother Liu, don't reject people like this from thousands of miles away. Make a friend. I met Brother Liu in Wanyang, Xiabei Xinjiang."
Liu Mingzhi consciously distanced himself from Wan Yang: "Give me twenty taels of silver and talk about other things, otherwise we won't have to talk."
"Silver? What silver? I really don't understand what you are talking about, Brother Liu."
"Haha, you just pretend to be thick-skinned. I have never admired anyone except my old man when it comes to being thick-skinned. From today on, you will definitely be like this. I have to say that you succeeded. I admire you." Liu Mingzhi raised his eyebrows. Thumbs up
Wan Yang opened the folding fan and started fanning it freely: "I have long heard that the people in Jiangnan are poor and difficult to measure. This is the first time I have seen it. It is true."
kindness? Liu Mingzhi looked at the folding fan in Wan Yang's hand in surprise. The ivory frame was the fan's bone. The landscape on the fan corresponded to the profound artistic conception. The corners of the fan were embroidered with gold thread. It was definitely a rare treasure. It seemed that Wan Yang's identity was indeed not simple. .
This fan alone is no less than a thousand taels of silver. Although Liu Mingzhi does not know much about these aspects, the painting on the fan is definitely from the hands of a famous artist. He is familiar with 300 Tang poems and can recite them even if he can't compose them. Although Liu Mingzhi didn't understand these principles, Liu Zhi'an's collection of treasures for the sake of arty elegance was definitely one of the best in Jiangnan. Liu Mingzhi's vision gradually improved after seeing more. The fan in Wan Yang's hand was definitely worth a lot of money.
Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes. If you're surnamed Wan, don't blame me for being unkind. You're ungrateful first.
"F*ck, ufo." Liu Mingzhi suddenly stopped and pointed at the sky and exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost and god in horror, which made people believe that there was indeed something rare to see in the sky.
This routine was already familiar to elementary school students in later generations, but Wan Yang Yinger and Wan Yang'er didn't know this kind of bad street routine, so they looked curiously in the direction Liu Mingzhi pointed.
Yinger's face suddenly turned red, and a foreign object was stuffed into her clothes.
"My...my...my...fan, my jade fan of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!" Wan Yang looked at his empty hands and let out a loud cry.
Liu Mingzhi scratched his head and looked at the cloudless sky with a confused look on his face: "Fan? What kind of fan? Brother Wan, what are you talking about? Where is the fan? Ying'er, have you seen Brother Wan fanning himself?"
At this time, Ying'er didn't understand that the thing in her arms was the folding fan that Wanyang had stuffed into her by the young master. She glanced at the young master with a resentful look. She was still a young girl, and the young master didn't say hello in advance.
But at this time, Ying'er naturally knew that she couldn't dismantle the young master, and responded with a confused look on her face: "Fan? Master, what are you talking about? Where is the fan? We didn't bring a fan with us when we went out."
Wan Yang didn't know what happened, but Liu Mingzhi must have tampered with him while he was stunned.
I heard that although Liu Mingzhi has extraordinary talents, his actions are different from ordinary people. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true. I was afraid that the fan would never come back.
Wan Yang may not care about a folding fan worth a thousand taels of silver, but what the fan represents cannot be ignored. It is a symbol of status.
Looking at Liu Mingzhi strangely, Wan Yang frowned and said nothing.
"Hey, Brother Wan, what are you looking at? It's as if this young master has done something shameful. Be careful, I will sue you for treason...slandering this young master."
"Haha, to borrow a phrase from Brother Liu, God is watching what you do, and there are gods three feet above your head. Brother Liu should remember to bring an umbrella when he goes out."
"Wan, what do you mean? Do you think that I stole your fan? Why don't you go and find out what kind of existence I, Liu Mingzhi, am in Jiangnan? Do you have the strength to compare my money with Liu Mingzhi's? I know how to do it. Coveting your broken fan?"
Wan Yang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Didn't Brother Liu say he doesn't know what a fan is? Why are you talking about fans again at this time?"
Damn it, I fell into the trap. This guy has such insidious thoughts that he actually seduced this young master.
Without stopping, Liu Mingzhi unzipped his belt, opened his robe and faced Wan Yang: "I can't do this, young master. You have to prove my innocence. Come on, find the fan and Liu will pull off his head." Let me kick you like a Cuju!"
Looking at Mr. Liu who shamelessly made this move, Wan Yang looked unnatural and did not dare to look at the open-minded Liu Mingzhi. Is the person who behaved like this really the one who conspired to extend his favor? There won’t be any misinformation! Wan Yang couldn't help but become suspicious.
Liu Mingzhi, who fastened his belt, smiled disdainfully, "You are worse than shameless to me. When the young master was walking around under the moon, you didn't know where you were sucking milk."
"What a bastard..." Young Master Liu stumbled and was almost kicked to the ground.
"Yue...Father-in-law, why are you out here?" Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Run, whose face was gloomy, with an embarrassed look on his face.
Yuanwai Lang Zhao Fengshou stood aside with a smile on his face: "Master Qi, Liu Jieyuan is also the number one scholar, how can you treat him like this!"
