Tang Ping looked at Emperor Shuming. This was a person who made people feel warm at first sight.
His smile was full of sincerity, and there was no aggressiveness about someone in a high position in his whole body. Instead, he looked like a neighbor next door.
In front of this emperor is Prince Shotoku, and behind him is Princess Kogoku, the second female emperor in Japanese history.
Sandwiched between these two dazzling political figures, Emperor Shuming did not seem to have left many shining points in history.
The only possibility is the song "The Emperor's Royal Song" written by him in "Man'yoshu".
Tang Ping looked directly at Emperor Shuming and said:
"His Majesty the Emperor is right. Now in the Tang Dynasty, except for important sacrificial occasions, even if it is a court meeting, our Majesty does not require the ministers to kneel down and worship."
Emperor Shuming laughed:
"Hahahaha, my country, Fusang, has been learning from the Tang Dynasty. In this case, there is no need for everyone to kneel down and worship in the future."
Soga Ezo frowned and wanted to say something, but at this time the emperor had already spoken. Naturally, it was impossible to change his words overnight, so he could only hold back his words.
In addition to the three major forces in the Fuso Court, there are naturally some small neutral families. The emperor's move undoubtedly won their favor.
"Okay, I won't talk so much nonsense today." Emperor Shuming said straight to the point: "There are still many victims in Fuso who have no food and no shelter, so let's start this auction quickly."
After speaking, he nodded to Nakatomi Kamazu. Nakatomi Kamazu waved his hand, and two chamberlains came up with something in their hands.
"This is a photo collected by His Majesty and taken by Duke Ping."
Following Nakatomi Kamazu's words, the chamberlain behind him put up a picture frame, which contained a photo.
Tang Ping looked carefully and saw that this photo was a landscape photo, and the scenery was indeed outside Shanghe Village, but why didn't he remember that he had taken such a photo.
Turning to look at Li Bai, he found that the boy was avoiding his eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Shouldn't you explain it?"
"Ahem..." Li Bai blushed: "This was the year before last when the master was in the Yanbei Protector's Mansion. I was short of money when I wanted to give a gift to Furong, so..."
"You kid, I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
People around him screamed one after another, but Tang Ping would definitely not take this guy as a scapegoat and buy back the photos printed on photographic paper by this guy Li Bai.
Finally, this photo was taken by a minister for thirty-six dollars.
Then the treasures donated by various Fuso ministers were brought to the stage for auction.
It's just that Tang Ping was not interested in seeing them. These things were basically produced by the Tang Dynasty. If they were really the national treasures of the Tang Dynasty, that would be it. He could take them back and avoid living in Fusang.
But the problem is that 70% of these things are various luxury goods from the Tang Chamber of Commerce, and the rest are some jewelry and jade.
There is really no need for him to buy these things back from Fuso.
"Master Qinglian, don't you take pictures of anything?" The eldest brother from Shanbei turned around and asked mockingly.
Just now, Li Bai took out his pocket watch and hit him back, which made him feel unhappy. It was already halfway through the auction, but Li Bai didn't make a single bid.
Regarding Li Bai and Tang Ping, he obviously regarded Li Bai, who was wearing a valuable pocket watch, as the one who made the final decision.
Li Bai hung the pocket watch chain on his index finger and turned the pocket watch twice. Everyone around him was breathless. If it flew out and fell, it would be a loss of more than a thousand dollars.
Li Bai would not be spoiled by such a prince. When he was a child, he had fought with Li Ke and the others. Who is this Prince Fusang?
"Aren't you looking for something good?"
The implication is that your things are too inferior. Because of the pocket watch spinning on his fingertips, the others really couldn't say anything.
"Humph!" Shanbei's eldest brother, Wang, snorted coldly and said, "I wonder what Young Master Qinglian thinks of my prince's auction?"
While the two were communicating, Nakatomi Kamazu also shouted on the stage: "The "San Jing Yi Shu" sent by Prince Yamabei for auction, the starting price is one hundred guan."
""San Jing Yi Shu"!"
"Is it the San Sutra Yishu written by Prince Shotoku?"
"What else could it be?"
This Prince Shotoku is the father of Yamabeo's elder brother. Not only is his father dazzling in Japanese politics, he also made very important contributions to the spread of Buddhism.
Among them, his annotations on the Lotus Sutra, Vimalakia Sutra and Shengman Sutra are collectively called the "Three Sutras".
"You can take a photo of this and give it to Old Tang." Tang Ping said to Li Bai.
After Tang Sanzang came back, he didn't know if it was because pretending to be Buddha had such a great impact on him that he was still low energy. Tang Ping felt sorry for him when he saw it, so he thought of taking a photo of it and giving it to Tang Sanzang as a gift.
"Okay!" Li Bai nodded, then raised his hand and shouted: "Five hundred strings!"
The whole place was silent, and everyone looked at Li Bai.
Even Brother Shanbei didn't expect that Li Bai would pay such a high price all of a sudden.
Today's auction was the first time someone bid five times the starting price.
"Master Qinglian has sold five hundred gu, does anyone want to increase the price?" Nakatomi Kamatashi asked.
After asking several times, there were only whispers in the venue, but no one raised their hand.
"Then this set of "San Jing Yi Shu" was photographed by Mr. Qinglian."
Li Bai smiled slightly, and then asked Tang Ping in a low voice: "Didn't I mean to show that we are stupid and have a lot of money to attract Fuso forces to cooperate with us? How did I do? Master!"
"It's true that people with money are stupid!" Tang Ping rolled his eyes at him, but this was indeed in line with their plan.
Nakatomi Kamazu took the lead in applauding: "Thank you Master Qinglian for your generosity. The next item to be auctioned is also from Master Qinglian and... Master Lotus!"
Tang Ping was stunned and looked at Li Bai.
Li Bai chuckled: "Master, you never told anyone what your name was. When I reported you, you said you were my cousin and your name was Li Lianhua."
Of course Tang Ping would not use his real name, but he did not expect that Li Bai would give himself such a name. It was too late to settle accounts with him at this time, so he could only smile awkwardly at the people looking over.
"They each presented a calligraphy. One of the calligraphy was written by Cheng Chumo, a new talent in the Tang Dynasty. This young master Cheng Chumo was the beloved son of Duke Lu of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Zhijie!"
"The other calligraphy is from the hand of Fang Yiai, a new talent in the Tang Dynasty. This young master Fang Yiai is the beloved son of Fang Xuanling, the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty, who is known as Fang's schemer!"
Cheng Chumo and Fang Yiai's names may not be known to anyone in Fusang, but their fathers are famous.
Fusang has actually been a country that pays great attention to bloodlines since ancient times, so when they learned that these two new talents were the sons of two top figures in the Tang Dynasty, one civil and one military, everyone became interested.
It was just that Li Bai was suffering, listening to Nakatomi Kamazu's serious introduction, and thinking about all the sad and sad things in his life, he didn't laugh.
