Chapter 71 The Joy of Time and Cicadas

"money!"

The boy seemed to work hard and his voice also increased.

He glanced at the followers with some dissatisfaction. Although he didn't say anything, the impatientness in his eyes was very clear.

The followers knew that this young master was afraid that he would be in trouble.

The boy wanted General Gao Yu, but he expected that Gao Yu would rebel against General Gao Yu.

At this time, if he retreats, he will definitely lose face when he passes it back, and even will cause others to be unlucky.

Forget it, let him go!

The entourage took out a stack of money and handed it to the boy.

"Five thousand stakes, I'll kill you!"

The young man put the five thousand guan coins on the horizontal board, stared at Gao Yu, and said viciously.

I don’t believe that I will lose to you by the chance of 10 to 1?

"Come on, I'm going to rush, the little husband pounced one by one, the big husband pounced ten times, is there anyone pounced one by one?"

Onlookers were in an uproar.

But soon, someone was making a bet.

The people of Bianliang are fond of gambling, which is vividly reflected at this moment. In their eyes, nothing in this world cannot be defeated.

"I'll kill Dalangjun, one hundred words."

"I'll beat Xiaolangjun, fifty words."

As the boy put the money on the horizontal board, in just a blink of an eye, four or five bureaus were formed in all sizes around the calligraphy and painting stall.

Ma Dazhuang was stunned and his mouth was opened.

"Two officials, let's start."

"I'll do it first."

The vendor retreated aside with a smile on his face.

He would never lose money in this game. The sixty-seven scrolls on the horizontal board were only a permanent money, and they were waste paper he had picked up from Mi Fu's old house. The boy made him return the book alone, so how could he not be happy in his heart?

The boy was not careless and walked up to him.

"It's roadside goods, and I'll sell them."

"What's this? Is the child's ghost drawing talisman?"

He is also a cheerful person, picking up the scrolls one after another to open them.

However, after four or five scrolls were opened in a row, his movements became a little slow.

It took me a long time to open a scroll, but it still failed. The boy was very confident at the beginning, but slowly hesitated.

Gao Yu stood aside without stopping, but just looked at the scrolls quietly.

After a moment, he suddenly closed his eyes.

But unexpectedly, when he closed his eyes, he could still clearly see the scrolls. Among the many scrolls, he saw a halo, a very strange halo. It was a scroll in front of the boy, and it looked a bit strange.

Gao Yu suddenly opened his eyes.

The halo disappeared and everything returned to its original appearance.

The boy carefully picked up a scroll in front of him, but hesitated for a few moments, put it down again, and picked up a scroll next to him.

"Where are Minangong's calligraphy and paintings? You are not lying to me, right?"

The boy opened the scroll but found nothing, so he couldn't help looking at the vendor.

The vendor said: "Officials should not be wronged. Xiaodi has been working as a calligraphy and painting stall under the White Tiger Bridge for a year. You can ask if Xiaodi has ever made a fake one? There are indeed calligraphy and painting posts I bought from Mi Nangong's home, but their value is not clear. The official just searches, and Xiaodi is always real and there will be no false words."

"If I let me know that you lied to me, I will not forgive you."

The young man said viciously, with a glance out of the corner of his eyes, but he saw Gao Yu staring at the scrolls.

His eyes rolled, and he suddenly took two steps back.

"You guy, please pick it.

I have three more chances... You stand by like this and bully you a little. Let you choose first, so as not to be defeated."

As long as he doesn't win, I will be invincible.

He still had three chances to swim, but to be honest, these three chances had become an inexplicable pressure for him.

Gao Yu glanced at him, "Don't regret it."

"I don't regret it!"

The boy forced himself to be energetic and said loudly.

Gao Yu nodded, and was not polite. He walked forward and held the scroll that the boy had picked up and put down before in his hand, and then took three steps back.

"I'm done."

So fast?

This guy seems to have no hesitation at all. Could it be...

Not only the boy was surprised, but even the onlookers, including the vendor, were quite surprised.

"you……"

The boy felt a little guilty!

He glanced at Gao Yu, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

The pressure in his heart was even greater... This is one hundred coins! Although his monthly routine was more than this, he lost 100 coins at once, and he still couldn't bear it in his heart. Yes, the boy felt that he had lost to Gao Yu this time.

Fight!

However, the boy had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and chose three more scrolls.

“Huh?”

When the boy opened one of the scrolls, he suddenly became stunned.

Immediately, he showed a look of surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Haidai poem, this is Mi Nangong's Haidai poem, wealth and honor, holding the lamp."

Fugui is the follower who had been waiting for Gao Yu before.

Hearing the boy's shout, he was also stunned and was overjoyed.

This time, one hundred coins were saved! He quickly borrowed a torch and walked forward to illuminate the young man.

"Minang's brushwork is unique and easy to identify.

For example, the right corner of the character "安" is round and the hook is raised up sharply, which is collected from Yan Zhenqing's running script; and its shape and appearance are slim, which is imitated from Ou style... Yes, this is indeed Mi Nangong's Haidai poem, but it is not the well-known Haidai poem on the market. I have heard that when Mi Nangong wrote Haidai poem, he said, "It was good to write three or four times, and one or two words are good in between," this should be his bad Haidai poem... Hahaha, I didn't expect that I could actually hit his original work."

The boy laughed and proudly.

Under the fire, the handwriting on the scroll was vivid and those who knew calligraphy recognized it as Mi Fu's words at a glance.

"It's really the word "Minanggong!"

The vendor, with a smile on his face, stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to the great official, congratulations to the great official. I didn't expect that the authentic works of Mi Nangong were obtained by the great official, which is very gratifying."

No matter what he thought, he was willing to accept the loss, and he could not reveal it.

This is professional ethics. Since he set up a stall to do it, he has to take corresponding risks. What's more, he has made money, so there is nothing worth regretting. This is the rule of business in Bianliang people, and he must also abide by it.

As soon as this Haidai poem was released, it seemed that the winner had been decided.

The boy was even more proud. He looked at Gao Yu and raised the scroll in his hand.

"How about it, do you accept the loss by admitting your gambling?"

"I don't know the word Mi Nangong, but since someone recognizes it, it must be true."

"Then, you lost!"

The boy was extremely happy and said proudly: "In this way, I will take away this hundred coins. I also want to thank you for your generosity."

"Slow down!"

Just when the boy asked the entourage to go over to get the money, Gao Yu took a step forward and stopped the entourage.

"I mean you jumped into the word "Minang", but I didn't say, I lost!"

Gao Yu looked at the boy with a smile, and then said to the onlookers: "I dare to ask you, there are many well-educated people to identify them for me."
Chapter completed!