Chapter 701: Talking about money hurts feelings
"These have no impact." Xue Ruyue was excited, with a seductive blush on her cheeks, "Even if the purpose of Zuo Xiang is not here, since he came to Hangzhou today and met you and me here, after returning , will naturally ask other adults to take good care of the Xue family."
Hope so! Bi Yuntao is very depressed now, but there is still something to be thankful for. At least the emperor who was watching the show in the distance did not take the opportunity to make it more difficult for him and send ministers who were dissatisfied with him. This kind of thing can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. .
Really thinking about it, Xue Ruyue suddenly stretched out her hand and snatched the scroll from his hand, "Since this painting was painted by the Prime Minister Zuo himself and signed with it, it cannot be sold. When he returns to Jinling , so I hung this painting at home to scare those Xiaoxiao who have evil intentions towards the Xue family."
Bi Yuntao looked at Xue Ruyue speechlessly, treating a broken painting as a treasure. If he had known that the person who painted the painting was the left prime minister, he would have come to join in the fun. By the time he settled the matter with the Xue family, completed what the emperor secretly told him, and went to Beijing according to the order, Prime Minister Zuo still had as many paintings as he wanted.
"Why can't it be sold with a signature?" Bi Yuntao muttered: "Isn't it more expensive to sell it with a signature?"
"What do you know!" Xue Ruyue glared at Bi Yuntao, "The Prime Minister Zuo is the most talented person in the world. Before the emperor ascended the throne, he was the chief bachelor of the Wenhua Palace. It is said that the Prime Minister Zuo was painting. It's very weird. He doesn't draw when he's in a bad mood, he doesn't draw when he's ugly, he doesn't draw when he has rude etiquette... In short, the calligraphy and painting of Zuo Xiang circulating in the world are already rare. Now that he is named the prime minister, his calligraphy and painting are even more rare. Precious. Moreover, his calligraphy and paintings were never signed, so people can only judge the authenticity from his handwriting and painting style. Now, this "West Lake Picture of Misty Rain" was the first to have his seal, and it is the only one in the world. Naturally, we should keep it well.”
Is this "Picture of Smoke and Rain over the West Lake" the only picture signed by the Prime Minister? Bi Yuntao thought about it carefully and suddenly smiled.
"Why are you laughing?" Xue Ruyue asked in confusion.
"Sister Xue, have you forgotten my identity?" Bi Yuntao whispered, "Meng Ruoxi told me personally that there were so many paintings signed by the Prime Minister in her study that there was no room for them. There was no other way. After a while, it will be gathered up and used as firewood. If you like it, hurry up and I will give you some more."
"..." Xue Ruyue looked at the scroll in her hand and suddenly felt that the painting didn't smell good. It's true that a full man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. There are so many in other people's homes that they use them as firewood, but now he regards this painting as a treasure and wants to hang it at home.
"Even so, I will hang it at home." Xue Ruyue said stubbornly: "You have to come because you want to come. This is different from the meaning of this painting."
"Why is it different?" Bi Yuntao asked puzzledly: "Isn't it just a broken painting? Apart from the fact that it can be sold for more money, I don't see any difference."
"It's really vulgar." Xue Ruyue said with disdain: "My whole body is full of the smell of copper, and I don't know whether you are a businessman or I am a businessman? Three words cannot be separated from money."
"Hehehehe!" Bi Yuntao rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "There is no other way. I don't know how to appreciate it. The better the picture scroll is, the less valuable it is. Instead of wasting good things, it is better to sell them to those who Only in this way can people who know what they do can maximize their value."
"Hmph! What you said makes quite a bit of sense." Xue Ruyue raised the scroll in her hand and said, "Isn't there a knowledgeable person in front of you now?"
"You want it?" The smile on Bi Yuntao's face became playful, "What price do you want? Since we are familiar with each other, I'll give you a cheaper price."
Hearing this, Xue Ruyue pouted unhappily and said, "Isn't it too hurtful to talk about money between you and me?" Then she looked at him hopefully, "How about giving it to me?"
"You're right, talking about money hurts feelings." Bi Yuntao smiled and nodded.
"So you gave it to me?" Xue Ruyue said happily.
"No, no, no!" Bi Yuntao smiled and shook his head, "I never said I would give it to you."
"Then what do you mean?" Xue Ruyue asked puzzledly.
"You just said that talking about money hurts feelings. So..." Bi Yuntao's grin grew wider and wider, almost reaching behind his ears.
You brought this to your door yourself, I didn't force you to do it. The little lamb ran into the wolf's den on its own initiative, so how could it not eat it? This reminded him of the lyrics of a once-popular song. The wolf falls in love with the sheep, crazy in love. It's time for you to taste my fiery aggression.
Seeing that he stopped mid-sentence, Xue Ruyue hurriedly asked: "So what?" But seeing the malicious intent in Bi Yuntao's smile, her heart suddenly tightened and she said warily: "You are not thinking about divination. Am I cheap?"
The smile on Bi Yuntao's face was obviously a little stiff. The subtle changes in his expression did not escape Xue Ruyue's eyes. After all, Xue Ruyue had been wary of him.
"Okay!" Xue Ruyue immediately understood Bi Yuntao's sinister intentions and became furious. "It turns out that you were beating around the bush to get this idea. I will teach you a lesson today!"
With that said, he raised the scroll in his hand and hit Bi Yuntao. She completely forgot that the scroll in her hand was the one she just said she wanted to display at home.
"I'm hiding!" Bi Yuntao had been wary of Xue Ruyue's movements since she noticed the abnormality. When he saw her raising her hand, Bi Yuntao reacted and lightly jumped to the side to avoid Xue Ruyue's blow. .
"How dare you hide!" Xue Ruyue stamped her lotus feet angrily and struck at Bi Yuntao again, but he dodged him again.
"Luanluoluo!" Bi Yuntao stuck out his tongue, made a face at Xue Ruyue, and said in a mean tone: "You can't hit me! Luoluoluo!"
His provocation was obvious, and Xue Ruyue gritted her teeth in anger. It was really too presumptuous for this pervert to open a dyeing workshop just to give him some dye.
"Bi Yuntao!" Xue Ruyue stopped waving, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said: "If you give me this painting, I will not be held responsible for what you have done."
"I won't send it away!" Bi Yuntao's tone was extremely firm and unmoved at all.
"You!" The rise and fall of Xue Ruyue's chest couldn't help but attract Bi Yuntao's attention, and her pair of squinting eyes wished she could grow on them.
"Bi Yuntao, don't push yourself too far!" Xue Ruyue said bitterly.
"Sister Xue, you can give me that painting if you want!" Bi Yuntao stared at Xue Ruyue's chest and said with a smile: "However, I won that painting, shouldn't you give me some reward? ?”
