"A second item please!"
Another sergeant came onto the platform carrying a plate.
Bi Ziyan stretched out his hand and pulled open the red silk: "This painting is "French" by Huang Tingjian. It comes from the treasure house of the Prince of Qin. The starting price is two hundred taels!"
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"The sixth object is a Jingdezhen kiln amphora with red clouds and dragon patterns in the glaze from the reign of Emperor Taizu. It comes from the Jin Palace. The starting price is three hundred taels."
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"Let's finish the first half, rest for a quarter of an hour, and then start the second half again!"
After Bi Ziyan finished speaking, he stepped back from the platform, and the merchants quickly ran to the side. They couldn't hold it in any longer.
Amid everyone's discussion, a quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Bi Zi seriously stepped onto the platform again.
"The thirty-fifth item will be auctioned below!"
After Bi Ziyan finished speaking, he reached out and waved, and a sergeant led a white horse to the front of the platform.
These businessmen have traveled all over the country and have countless experiences. Just at a glance, they know that this horse is definitely a good horse.
Before they could think about it, Bi Ziyan pointed at the war horse: "This white horse is Huang Taiji's mount!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone stood up instantly and stared at Baima with shock and curiosity in their eyes.
Huang Taiji has two war horses named Xiaobai and Dabai. The two war horses are too legendary.
Xiaobai is good at marching, and can travel a thousand miles in a day, while Dabai can travel five hundred miles in a day, and is good at galloping across the battlefield to defeat the enemy.
The most important thing is that he has the ability to give early warning and has saved Huang Taiji's life several times.
"Bi Shangshu, is this white horse a big white horse? Or a little white horse?"
"It's probably Xiaobai. It's impossible for Huang Taiji to ride Xiaobai in the battle at Beidou. Dabai probably died on the battlefield."
"That's true. Is the imperial court really willing to auction such a magical horse?"
"Otherwise? Don't forget that Huang Taiji and Jiannu rebelled and have troubled the Ming Dynasty for decades. This is the shame of the Ming Dynasty.
Now even if Jiannu is destroyed, this horse will still be a hot potato.
The emperor's status cannot be ridden, and it is given to civil servants who cannot use it. If it is given to military generals, they will probably be humiliated by it, so they can only be auctioned! "
"But what can we do if we take a picture?"
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"Everyone, this war horse is Huang Taiji's novice. As for whether you ride it yourself after taking it back, or let it plow, grind, breed, resell, etc., that is also your own business!
The starting price is one thousand taels, and each bid increase must not be less than one hundred taels! "
Everyone was amused by Bi Ziyan's words. It was too humiliating to let a thousand-mile horse pull the horse...
However, it did remind some businessmen that this kind of magical horse breeding might be able to produce new horse breeds.
Or if you sell it to Mongolia or Uzang, you can probably make some money.
"Everyone, if I offer you 10,000 taels of silver, don't rob me. Tomorrow I will chop him, and we will eat horse meat. We will create slaves and bring disaster to the Ming Dynasty for decades. We will kill millions of my compatriots. This is a great hatred."
Now that Jiannu has been destroyed by His Majesty, we cannot go to Liaodong and kill a few Jiannu to vent our anger, but this horse belongs to Huang Taiji, and we can kill it to relieve our anger. "
Everyone was stunned. They really didn't expect that someone would be so... ruthless, not even sparing a horse.
However, this also suddenly ignited everyone's hatred for Jiannu.
"This brother is a man. I'll give you five hundred taels of silver to buy a leg!"
"You want to buy a leg for five hundred taels of silver? Are you dreaming? I'll give you one thousand taels!"
"Brother, I'll buy a few kilograms of horse meat and take it back to my fellow villagers to try it!"
"Brother, I know an old master who makes roasted donkey meat. Although this is horse meat, it can be used as donkey meat after being processed.
Let's work together. Based on the story of this horse, we sell donkey meat for five taels of silver and burn it, and some people buy it! "
"Fifty taels of silver each? Are you crazy? Who can afford it?"
"This is Huang Taiji's horse. This is enough. There are plenty of people in Liaodong to buy it!"
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"Okay, stop arguing. Is there anyone else who offers a high price? If not, then the deal will be 10,000 taels!"
Faced with Bi Ziyan's inquiry, everyone shook their heads.
They are not military generals and cannot understand the idea that a war horse is a second life.
This kind of fierce horse must be served with good food and drink. This is not buying a horse, but buying an ancestor to take home.
"Since you don't say anything, it's only ten thousand taels!"
"Let's move on to the next one!"
Under the auspices of Bi Ziyan, one fine product after another was displayed, and countless businessmen bid for it.
At the end of the afternoon, when the evening breeze started to pick up, we finally arrived at the last auction item.
When the sergeant placed the tray on the table, countless wealthy businessmen stretched their heads to take a look.
Although it was covered by red silk, everyone could clearly see that there was a painting on the plate.
Everyone suddenly became confused. There is a saying: Jade is priceless and hard to find, wood is hard to find, and the most valuable and easiest thing to play with is calligraphy and painting.
But this does not mean that calligraphy and painting are valuable. On the contrary, the price is average, but the collection and appreciation value of calligraphy and painting are higher than other categories.
For example, Wang Xizhi's three paintings of Ping'an, He Ru and Fengju were only sold for more than 300 taels each in the forty-seventh year of Wanli.
Whose calligraphy and painting can be used as the finale object?
Could it be that it belongs to His Majesty today? If it were the emperor's calligraphy and painting, they would have to spend a lot of money to compete for it.
It can definitely last a hundred years.
With the thought together, everyone felt as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their eyes were staring at the plates, eager to rush up and open them to take a closer look.
"Yes, the final item is a painting."
Bi Ziyan uncovered the red silk, picked up the scroll and unfolded it gently.
Only three figures on the yellowed silk appeared in front of everyone.
The old man in the middle is wearing a formal hat and a black robe, with Wei Guang hanging from his waist. He has a plain robe and black shoes. His expression is dignified and serene, and his eyes are focused forward.
The two people on the left and right, both wearing scarves and plain clothes with borders, stood on both sides with their hands hanging down in a respectful manner.
"Everyone, please take a look. I will reveal the answer to the mystery later. The old rule is still to show off half a stick of incense!"
After Bi Ziyan finished speaking, a sergeant held a scroll and walked slowly among the crowd. The businessmen on both sides stretched their heads and looked at it.
"It's painted on silk, with fine brushwork and light colors. From the appearance, you can tell it's an ancient painting, but I don't know who it belongs to!"
"The old man in the middle seems to have been seen somewhere before!"
"Indeed, I seem to have seen it before, but I don't know where I saw it. It's a strange feeling."
"Hey, there seems to be writing on the clothes of these three people. It's so strange!"
"Character? What is written? Confucius said: Isn't it also true to learn and practice?"
"The Master said: "Government based on virtue is like Beichen, who lives in his place and all the stars share it. "
"This is the Analects of Confucius... Hey, I remembered it. The old man in this painting is Kong Sheng. No wonder he looks familiar."
"Then who are the two people beside you? Which two disciples are they?"
"This small regular script has a round appearance but strong muscles and bones. It looks soft on the outside but strong on the inside. It has a graceful figure but a strong skeleton. It seems that only Zhao Mengfu has this characteristic!"
"Suspected to be Zhao Mengfu's Xiaokai, Kong Sheng and Kong Sheng's disciples, this painting has an amazing origin. It can be said to be a Confucian treasure. No wonder it is placed in the finale."
"This can't be from the Confucius Mansion. If this is from the Confucius Mansion, it would be priceless."
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Everyone speculated one after another and gradually got closer to the truth.
Everyone suddenly became agitated. There was a painting that was suspected to be from the Confucius family. It was definitely tainted with the aura of literary movement and was the pursuit of all literati.
It is what merchants like them need most.
