It turns out that Yan Shifan is right next door to him?
Fan Li secretly wrote it down and couldn't help but admire Xue Susu's intelligence.
Yan Shifan was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and was a senior official of the second rank.
However, she only called him "Mr. Yan" and deliberately erased his official status in order to find a suitable identity for Yan Shifan when he appeared on Yanbo Painting Boat.
After all, Ming Dynasty strictly prohibited officials from entering Fengyue Field.
"snort!"
A man's unhappy voice came from another private room.
"What a loud tone!"
"Conquer this stormy sky?"
"Someone wouldn't think that he has overcome a catastrophe and become an immortal, with the ability to steal the sky and change the sun, right?"
Fan Li was secretly speechless when he heard this, wondering who was so brave and dared to openly confront Yan Shifan?
He thought for a moment and quickly guessed the identity of the person.
Among the guests who may attend the charity bazaar tonight, only one person is qualified to sing opposite Yan Shifan.
"Xu Fan, shut the hell up!"
"You're talking about cheating, trying to trick me into falling into a trap, and saying treasonous things, right?"
"In our Ming Dynasty, who is the sky and who is the sun?"
"I, Yan Shifan, only have some ability to make everyone in Xue happy, how can I change the situation?"
"If you really want to steal the sky and change the day, that's you. If you sneak out in the middle of the night and kneel down and kowtow to someone who is unconscious, that's just trying to change the day!"
So eloquent!
Fan Li almost clapped his hands when he heard this.
Although Yan Shifan's words were vulgar, he made sense in every sentence and used vague high-level secrets, instantly putting Xu Fan's whole family into a passive position.
Only a few people present knew that not long ago, Xu Jie entered the prince's mansion at night and angered Emperor Jiajing because of this incident.
Yan Shifan didn't take action, but once he did, he hit the Xu family's seven inches!
As expected, the elegant room where Xu Fan was located immediately fell into silence.
After a long time, there was a sound of smashing things.
Fan Li looked at the blue and white porcelain from the folk kiln in his private room, and estimated that Xu Fan had smashed the bottle in his private room.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was a burst of hearty laughter in Yan Shifan's private room.
At this time, Xue Susu on the stage spoke.
"Tonight's charity sale, every guest present is Susu's friend and a kind person whom Susu respects."
"In order for the widows of the fallen soldiers to survive the winter safely, Su Su boldly suggests that the charity sale should start now?"
She had an excellent sense of proportion and successfully overcame the fierce fight between the two young masters.
Inside the boat, the lingering sound of silk and bamboo began again, but it did not overwhelm the guests.
Amidst the beautiful music of the piano, Xue Susu took out the first charity item.
"This is the first charity sale item, and Susu has given it a try."
After she finished speaking, someone brought something on a tray.
Fan Li shook his head.
On the tray, there was actually a woman's embroidered handkerchief.
Looking at the needlework, the craftsmanship is actually very mediocre.
The pattern on the embroidered handkerchief should represent the harmony of mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Unfortunately, the mandarin ducks were embroidered very clumsily, looking more like two fat ducks.
Xue Susu smiled and said: "Su Su is clumsy and has never been good at female beauty. She is a beginner in needlework and showed off this "Mandarin Duck Pa". Su Su will be grateful to any distinguished guest who is willing to collect it."
Fan Lizheng muttered, who would care about such a crude thing?
Unexpectedly, as soon as the bidding started, the price went crazy.
"The starting price is one tael of silver."
"I'll pay you a hundred taels!"
"I'll pay you a thousand taels!"
"I'll pay five thousand taels!"
"I'll pay ten thousand taels!"
Fan Li was stunned.
Although ten thousand taels is like a drop in the bucket to him.
But with the price of goods in the Ming Dynasty, even an embroidered handkerchief woven by a professional embroiderer, such a small square handkerchief, can be bought for just a few pennies, so why do you need ten thousand taels of silver?
At this time, Fan Li heard some regular guests in the guest seats in the lobby quietly analyzing.
"Master Xue is the number one master of music, chess, calligraphy and painting in the Qinhuai River, but he has never touched female celebrities."
"This embroidered handkerchief is probably Mr. Xue's only work in his life."
"If it can be collected successfully, its value will be immeasurable!"
When Fan Li heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.
Okay, so it’s still a rare thing?
After a while, the price of the embroidered handkerchief was raised to 30,000 taels of silver.
"Thirty thousand taels!"
"Master Zhang of Bolunlou, congratulations!"
Fan Li knew that Bolun House was a time-honored restaurant in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
The owner's surname is Zhang. It is said that his ancestor was a cook. He became a famous chef through hard work and study, and then founded Bolun House, which became a century-old restaurant in the Ming Dynasty.
He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
If Chef Zhang back then had known that his descendants would spend huge sums of money to please prostitutes, would he be so angry that he would crawl out of the coffin?
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang, for your generosity. Su Su offered this handkerchief to Mr. Zhang."
Xue Susu smiled, held the tray in her hand, walked up to Mr. Zhang, and stuffed the embroidered handkerchief into his collar.
Her movements are gentle and sweet, completely natural, not artificial at all, but very charming and ambiguous.
Mr. Zhang was obviously extremely infatuated with Xue Susu. When he came into close contact with the oiran, his whole body trembled, and only a silly smile remained on his face.
Really worthy of being an oiran!
Fan Li praised in his heart.
"For the second charity item, Su Su would like to thank Mr. Yan again."
"Everyone knows that Mr. Yan Ge is a great calligrapher in the world and a Confucian scholar of his generation."
"Master Yan specially invited Mr. Yan Ge's calligraphy for this charity sale."
Xue Susu said, slowly unfolding a scroll on the stage.
In an instant, awe-inspiring energy rushed out of the paper and spread across the entire venue, with elegant aura!
A huge word "loyalty" appears on the paper!
"Mr. Yan Ge's calligraphy, with the word "loyalty" in it, starting price is one thousand taels."
Fan Li was really impressed!
Yan Song and Yan Shifan, this father and son pair are really capable.
This charity bazaar is aimed at letting guests dig into their pockets.
However, Yan Shifan took out the charity sale?
In this way, he would have a reason to spend nothing at the next charity sale.
After all, he has already contributed!
But Yan Shifan's charity items were actually his father's handwriting?
This thing can be worth a thousand dollars or worthless.
In short, Yan Shifan participated in this charity sale at almost zero cost, but if Yan Song's calligraphy sells for a high price, Yan Shifan can earn a lot of fame!
What a good idea!
Good deal!
Fan Li looked at the word "loyalty" again and thought that Yan Song was also an old fox.
Everyone knows that Yan Song's character is a treacherous and sycophantic minister who is rare to encounter in the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years.
But he doesn't discuss good and evil with you, but only expresses his loyalty?
What about the treacherous ministers?
I am loyal to Your Majesty!
After tonight, who doesn't know that Mr. Yan Ge's calligraphy with the character "loyalty" once earned consolation money for countless soldiers' widows on the Yanbo Painting Boat?
Unsuccessful auction?
This is absolutely impossible.
The Strict Party is spread all over the government and the public. Countless Strict Party members would take the initiative to dig into their pockets and buy this calligraphy without even a hint from Yan Shifan.
Therefore, as soon as Yan Song's calligraphy debuts, he is destined to earn fame and fortune tonight!
"I'll offer you ten thousand taels to buy the calligraphy treasure of the Chief Assistant!"
"Bah! It's only 10,000 taels, but you also want to invite the first assistant Mo Bao back? I... ahem, I'll pay 50,000 taels!"
"I'll pay you one hundred thousand taels of silver!"
Finally, the final word was made, and the price stopped at a high of 750,000 taels!
Xue Susu personally held the scroll and came to a man with a round waist and a wide body.
Just looking at his body shape, he looks like a man in the officialdom.
The man accepted the word "loyalty" but had no interest in Xue Susu. Instead, he bowed to the elegant room where Yan Shifan was sitting with a flattering look on his face.
Fan Lixin said, as expected, everyone has their own preferences for radish and cabbage.
Xue Susu is a courtesan, but she cannot attract all men in the world, not even the extremely vulgar man in front of her.
From the private room next door, there were also whispers that only Fan Li could hear.
"Old Xiao Ge, this person's name is Zhao Wenhua. He was a Jinshi in the eighth year of Jiajing. He is currently the head of the Ministry of Punishment. He wants to follow Mr. Xiao Ge and get a job in the Ministry of Works."
"Hmm... 750,000 taels for a painting of the old man's calligraphy? That's interesting!"
"If you pass on the word, I will grant him the position of Minister of the Ministry of Industry."
