Fan Li was actually the only 'audience' in this competition.
He picked up the tea and took a sip.
A bold guess gradually took shape in Fan Li's mind.
Based on his status as a Chu merchant, he could become a 'next-door neighbor' with the son of the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty.
Is this a coincidence?
Those who believe this is a coincidence must be young people who have never been exposed to officialdom.
Fan Li originally thought about how to make friends with Yan Shifan, but now it seems that there is no need.
Tonight, he would definitely be able to meet Yan Shifan, and he would even be invited to do so.
That being the case, wait and see what happens.
"The next charity item will be provided by Mr. Xu Ge's son."
Fan Li heard it funny.
Really, you will sing and then I will come on stage?
Yan Shifan's performance has just ended, is it Xu Fan's turn again?
It's still a scroll, and I don't know if it's words or paintings on the paper.
Xue Susu slowly unfolded the scroll, and immediately the aura of aura flowed out as warm as the spring breeze.
For a moment, the interior of the boat seemed to be filled with flowers and spring, and the harsh winter was safely behind it?
After the artistic conception carried by the awe-inspiring aura dissipated, everyone could clearly see the contents of the scroll.
"Through the arch and rule!"
Fan Li didn't expect it to be these four words.
But everyone present, especially the Ming Dynasty subjects, immediately realized what was going on!
The word is Xu Jie's.
Governing by hanging the arch is actually praising Emperor Jiajing.
This is something that Quan Daming tacitly understands.
Emperor Jiajing reigned for a very long time, but since he came to the throne, he devoted himself to cultivating mysticism and handed over state affairs to his chief assistant, Yan Song.
The so-called vertical arch is just a nice way of saying it.
True governance means not disturbing the people or causing trouble, but allowing the people to cultivate their health and recuperate.
But Emperor Jiajing's Chui Gong did not do anything, only asked for it.
He devoted himself to cultivating mysticism, and all the spiritual treasures, elixirs and other cultivation resources produced in the Ming Dynasty were collected by Yan Song and his son, and then returned to Jiajing.
It was the people's wealth and anointing that was constantly being plundered that created Emperor Jiajing, the so-called number one person in the world.
The Son of Heaven is nourished by the world.
Throughout the ages, virtuous and wise kings have been diligent and thrifty in cultivating their virtues. They have not dared to truly enjoy the benefits of the world, and instead let them become empty words.
However, for thousands of years, Emperor Jiajing was the only emperor who deserved to be raised by the world.
He was kept very moist and fat.
However, he has a very good reputation. He knows that he only asks for things but does not do anything, and he still prefers to brag about himself.
Fan Li felt deep contempt in his heart.
He despised Emperor Jiajing and also despised Xu Jie.
Is this the second assistant of the Ming Dynasty, Yan Song’s future successor, and the leader of Qingliu?
"It was written by Mr. Xu Ge himself, "Hanging the Arch to Rule", with a starting price of eight hundred taels."
Xue Susu announced the start of the bidding, but the starting price was two hundred taels less than the first assistant Yan Song.
This woman is really as considerate as silk.
"I'll pay three thousand taels."
"I'll pay seven thousand taels."
"I'll pay ten thousand taels..."
Fan Li discovered that clear currents and turbid currents were indeed different.
Zhuoliu is obviously richer and more generous.
The Zhuoliu officials who had just competed for Yan Song's calligraphy treasure raised the price to hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in just a short time.
But right now, it took a long time for the Qingliu bidders to bid for Xu Jie's calligraphy to reach a price of over 100,000 yuan for "Hanging Through the Arch".
"Hahahahahaha!"
In the private room next door, Yan Shifan burst into unabashed exaggerated laughter.
Further away, in the elegant room where Xu Fan was, there was another sound of smashing things, mixed with curses in the dialect of Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture, Ming Dynasty.
"One hundred and one hundred and three hundred taels, is there any increase in price?"
On the stage, Xue Susu began to count down.
Compared with the high price of 750,000 yuan for Yan Song's calligraphy, it is really insulting that the calligraphy of Xu Jie, the second assistant, fetched such a mixed price.
But Fan Li suspected that even if the news reached Xu Jie's ears, he might not be really angry.
After all, Xu Jie had been a lowly child next to Yan Song for decades. He should have learned to swallow his anger long ago.
"My young master bids one hundred and one hundred thousand three hundred and one tael."
Yan Shifan also wanted to humiliate Xu Fan, so he actually participated in the bidding and only increased the price by one tael.
"Yan Shifan, you!?"
Xu Fan's roar came from the private room not far away.
"What, you want to take action? Just you, a mere third-level God Transformation Realm?"
Faced with the angry Xu Fan, Yan Shifan was not afraid at all and instead continued to provoke.
"come?"
"Who in the capital doesn't know that this young master is involved in wine, sex, wealth and everything, and that he is the prodigal son of the chief minister?"
"You, Mr. Xu, practice diligently, are you like your father?"
"Why don't we compare our numbers and see which one is more promising, the gentleman or the prodigal?"
Fan Li was surprised to find that the more arrogant Yan Shifan became, the more silent Xu Fan became.
He immediately understood that Yan Shifan's cultivation level was probably still above the third level of Xu Fan's Divine Realm.
really!
Xu Fan was silent for a long time, and finally said angrily: "Yan Shifan, you are nearly fifteen years older than me and have practiced fifteen years more than me. Otherwise, how can I be inferior to you?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Yan Shifan laughed.
"It's not as good as it is. I was born fifteen years earlier than you. That's because I am more capable!"
"If you want to blame it, then it must be your father's poor health. It took him fifteen years to give birth to a brat like you!"
Yan Shifan's mouth is really poisonous and smelly.
Xu Jie, the second assistant, had a strict family tradition and had already trained Xu Fan into a standard Confucian scholar who followed the rules.
Even if ten Xu Fans were tied together, they would not be able to defeat Yan Shifan in a quarrel like that of a street gangster.
"you……"
"You are wearing an official uniform!"
Xu Fan was shaking all over and began to speak incoherently.
He and Yan Shifan were both officials, but now that they were in Yanbo Huafang together, this was not allowed to happen.
Yan Shifan sneered when he heard this and didn't answer.
At this time, Xue Susu spoke.
"Today, by coincidence, Susu received a gift, which is the rare Xiaofeng Tuan tea."
"This tea is the best way to clear the heart and relieve fire, nourish the stomach and refresh the spleen."
"Susu is brave and invites Mr. Yan and Mr. Xu to have tea."
Soon, a painted boat turtle slave brought the brewed tea to the private rooms of the two top VIPs.
Just when the turtle slave passed by in the corridor carrying tea, the fragrance of the tea group filled the entire interior of the boat.
"It's Tuancha?"
Fan Li was also secretly surprised.
The so-called Tuancha is the best tea. It is not the ordinary fried dehydrated tea, but carefully roasted with various spices, and it also needs to be paired with countless fairy grass roots.
The quality of tea that can be made into tea is at least equivalent to that of prefecture-level elixirs.
The purpose of Xue Susu's offering of tea was of course to stop the quarrel among the sons of the first and second assistants.
As expected, the two private rooms were all trying to show off their oiran dignity, so they each calmed down.
Xu Jie's calligraphy continued to bid, and finally achieved the price of 200,000 taels of silver.
Fan Li heard someone whispering at the VIP table in the lobby that the person who bought "Government by Hanging the Arch" turned out to be a student from Xu Jie's well-off family.
The charity sale continues.
Fan Li had already taken pictures of three items in a row, but Fan Li didn't take any action.
He knew in his heart that he had to express something, otherwise if word spread tomorrow, Fan's business would be in disgrace, and he would not get a cent from the charity sale, and it would be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the Ming Dynasty in the future.
But if he really wanted to give away his white money to the enemy, Fan Li was not willing.
He thought for a moment and decided to learn from Yan Shifan.
"Sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away is a light gift but a heavy gift."
"Can't I, the calligraphy treasure of the great Duke Jin of Chu, be sold for money?"
Fan Li smiled and went to dig through the storage box he carried with him...
Third update...
