Yue Buqun frowned but did not answer.
The young man sneered and said, "Why is the author so invisible? I dare to ask for the price, but I dare not give my name."
Yue Buqun didn't want to argue with him. Not everyone was worth arguing with, but Ning Zhongze couldn't bear it anymore.
Ning Zhongze remained silent at first, but felt very uncomfortable. Senior brother may look gentle on the outside, but he is actually soft on the outside and strong on the inside. He used to be such a noble person, but now he has to bargain with others.
She was also surprised when she heard that her senior brother wanted "one thousand taels". No matter how ignorant you are of affairs, you still know what the concept of "one thousand taels" is. How can a word like "You can't eat or drink" be worth so much money?
This world of scholars is really difficult to understand.
At this time, someone was looking down on her senior brother, which she would never tolerate.
Ning Zhongze said: "What's so shameful? Is this what senior brother wrote?"
The young man looked strange and asked, "Senior brother? Did you write it yourself?"
Yue Buqun didn't answer, picked up his words and left.
The shopkeeper frowned. With such good calligraphy, even if it is not a masterpiece by a famous artist, it cannot be missed. This is a person who is fully capable of becoming a famous artist and will still be priceless in the future.
The shopkeeper said: "Young man, don't leave in a hurry, the price is negotiable."
Now the shopkeeper has become the "asking" party.
If this young man hadn't caused trouble, Yue Buqun wouldn't have minded haggling with the shopkeeper again. But after being turned off by this young man, Yue Buqun decided not to continue the conversation.
Yue Buqun shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't buy it."
The shopkeeper became anxious and said, "One thousand taels, just one thousand taels, how about it?"
Yue Buqun paused for a moment and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He was here to discuss business, how could he be affected by a passerby? "Okay."
The shopkeeper also knew that he had agreed hastily, but seeing Yue Buqun's attitude, he really didn't want to talk about it, so he had to cut the knot quickly. If Yue Buqun becomes a famous person in the future, a thousand taels of this calligraphy will definitely not be expensive.
The young man was very surprised to see Yue Buqun making a thousand taels so easily. He couldn't help but ask: "Shopkeeper Wang, can this boy's handwriting be worth a thousand taels?"
The shopkeeper was actually very angry with this young man. If he hadn't caused trouble, he might not have spent so much money.
But this young man's status was extraordinary, and he couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only say patiently: "Things like calligraphy are in the eye of the beholder, and I really like this calligraphy."
The young man rolled his eyes. He didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but he understood the ways of the world. The owner of a calligraphy and painting shop, no matter how much he loves calligraphy and painting, he is still a businessman. He will not pay a penny for worthless things. If he is willing to pay, then this calligraphy will definitely be widely recognized. It will never be just He likes it himself.
The young man said to Yue Buqun: "It seems that your handwriting is still of some value. Write a calligraphy to the young master. The young master will not treat you badly."
Yue Buqun shook his head and didn't even want to say a word to him. He picked up a thousand taels of silver and left.
The young man's face changed drastically. No one in Xi'an Mansion dared to ignore him like this. What was even more irritating was that Ning Zhongze looked at himself with an extremely contemptuous look before leaving arrogantly. ….
Being looked down upon by Yue Buqun already made him intolerable, and being looked down upon by a beautiful woman again made him furious.
The young man rushed forward to stop them, but his vision was blurred. They had already circled behind him and left the calligraphy and painting shop.
The young man was shocked. Although he didn't understand martial arts, he was not ignorant. He has seen people possess miraculous martial arts skills, even if he couldn't tell the difference between high and low.
The young man did not dare to step forward anymore and just watched them leave.
The young man turned back and asked the shopkeeper: "Is his calligraphy really worth so much money?"
His tone was not as frivolous as before, but instead had a hint of coldness.
The shopkeeper's heart tightened. He had only taken down the calligraphy, but he had inadvertently offended the young man. Especially in the end, he was humiliated in front of the young man and woman.
This young master is not a magnanimous person.
It is not impossible to be angry with yourself.
The shopkeeper said cautiously: "It is indeed a good calligraphy, but he is not a famous person yet. If he really becomes famous in the future, then this calligraphy will be valuable."
The young man nodded and said: "Pay attention to this person, the young master can be of use."
The shopkeeper quickly bowed his head in agreement.
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Yue Buqun stood solemnly in front of his desk, spread out rice paper, and held his breath while Ning Zhong quietly polished ink beside him.
Ning Zhong watched his senior brother concentrate on writing, and was fascinated by it. He felt that his senior brother was more handsome when he was holding a pen than when he was holding a sword.
There are many people in the Huashan sect who hold swords, but no one can match the way my senior brother holds a pen.
Yue Buqun looked at his work with satisfaction, looked up and found that his junior sister was staring at him intently, drooling, and couldn't help but smile.
This smile made Ning Zhongze almost faint.
Yue Buqun looked at himself in the mirror. Compared with the strong men in previous lives, his appearance had indeed improved. Not to mention how handsome he was, but his bookishness was something he had never seen before. This temperament is still quite lethal to the heroines of the Jianghu. In particular, his junior sister and his childhood sweetheart depended on each other after encountering a disaster, so it was reasonable for him to be obsessed with him.
Ning Zhongze said: "Brother, please teach me how to write."
Yue Buqun nodded and said, "Okay! Junior sister, I will grind the ink for you and you will write."
Ning Zhongze smiled brightly and said, "Okay!"
Yue Buqun didn't want his junior sister to become a woman who only knew how to wield swords. The Quanzhen sect was a combination of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism, the Huashan sect was not a martial artist, and Ning Zhong was good at reading. But in Ning Zhongze's eyes, Yue Buqun Yunwen Yunwu was far superior to his father, senior uncle, and other senior brothers in the previous sect.
Yue Buqun knew carefully, while Ning Zhong studied hard.
Practicing martial arts and writing is the daily life of Yue Buqun and his wife. Ning Zhong admires her husband's senior brother very much. He seems to know everything and knows everything. He is simply his life mentor.
Ning Zhong held his sword and started playing in the courtyard under the bright moonlight. His movements were as light as a butterfly, as graceful as a startling giant, and as graceful as a swimming dragon. Yue Buqun watched quietly from the side.
Yue Buqun smiled and saw that the junior sister was "dancing". It was really beautiful, but not very lethal. But it doesn't matter, Yue Buqun doesn't remind him, just play, it just looks good.
Yue Buqun became excited after seeing this, and he also drew his sword and performed a pas de deux with his junior sister. From time to time, the junior sister let out laughter like silver bells.
Yue Buqun's swordsmanship is elegant, flashy and seemingly playful, but it contains his thoughts on swordsmanship.
The Huashan Sect is known as the "Sword Sect" and cannot live up to the name of the Sword Sect. Yue Buqun decides to concentrate on using swords in this life.
1980s
