Chapter 1888

Gao Yang shouted.

Cursive script?

A piece of calligraphy?

Everyone looked in Gao Yang's direction, their eyes filled with suspicion.

Gao Changwen also looked up.

He had seen this piece of calligraphy with his own eyes. It was written by Gao Yang as soon as he picked up the pen, in one go, completely at will, written randomly.

This thing, it couldn't be sold for tens of thousands of taels, right?

Soon.

The cursive script of "Breaking the Xiongnu" unfolded, and it entered the eyes. The characters were crooked and filled with willfulness.

At a glance, it only felt that this cursive script knew them, but they didn't know this cursive script.

Cui Jian also considered himself a master of calligraphy.

He looked to the side for a long time, but couldn't recognize a single character.

Cui Jian said, "Xinghe, did you see what was written?"

Cui Xinghe shook his head, "The characters know me, but I don't know the characters. But Father, you can make a move!"

"Buy?"

Cui Jian was shocked.

"That's right, buy!"

"Cursive script is different from painting. The less you understand, the more artistic it is. Maybe after Prime Minister Gao dies, it can really be sold at a high price!"

"Compared to the previous paintings, this calligraphy has room for speculation!"

"Since we want to curry favor with Prime Minister Gao and laugh off past grudges, we might as well buy this piece of calligraphy!"

Cui Jian listened.

That makes sense!

Isn't cursive script just like this?

Beauty and lines, aren't they things that can be blown?

Its price itself lies in scarcity, speculation, and not understanding it is called art!

"I'll bid seventy thousand taels!"

Cui Jian was full of energy and bid directly.

"This piece of trash, seventy thousand taels?"

Pei Ji of the Pei family was shocked.

Pei Cheng took a deep breath, pushed Pei Ji and said, "You don't know shit. Compared to paintings, this is the good stuff!"

"Raise the price to ninety thousand taels!"

For a time.

After the warm-up of the three paintings, the venue went crazy.

The price of this cursive script soared all the way.

In the end, this piece of cursive script was taken by the Pei family father and son for one hundred and twenty thousand taels of silver!

"Although it's a bit heartbreaking, being able to get Prime Minister Gao's forgiveness and let him let the Pei family go is worth it!"

"Maybe Prime Minister Gao's bamboo paper can also let the Pei family share a piece of the pie!"

Pei Cheng was heartbroken.

But when he thought of the Pei family, he felt it was worth it!

Gao Changwen was numb.

He looked at all this blankly, only feeling that his heart had been subverted by something.

Is the world sick?

Why does he have a magical feeling?

"It's not tens of thousands of taels, nor one hundred thousand taels, but... but one hundred and twenty thousand taels!"

Gao Changwen was shocked.

He seemed to have opened the door to a new world, full of excitement.

In the venue.

The auction was still going on, and the atmosphere was getting more and more fiery. Paintings and cursive scripts were sold at high prices!

"The last painting, my masterpiece—'Celestial Painting'."

"Starting price, one thousand taels of silver!"

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone's heart trembled.

Finally... finally the last painting!

At this moment, the sense of relief in everyone's hearts was indescribable.

This sense of relief seemed to make every cell in their limbs cheer with joy.

For this last painting, even if it was a bit abstract, they felt they could accept it.

But the moment the "Celestial Painting" slowly unfolded, everyone still couldn't help but twitch their mouths.

Is it beautiful?

Everyone: "..."

"Ugh!"

Wang Baiwan covered his mouth and almost vomited.

This damn thing is the Celestial Painting?

Although he knew Gao Yang was abstract, this was too abstract!

Gao Yang looked at Wang Baiwan and said, "This distinguished guest, why do I see you looking like you're about to vomit?"

"Is my 'Celestial Painting' very ugly?"

Wang Baiwan shivered and quickly said with a straight face, "No!"

"Prime Minister Gao's words are wrong!"

Wang Baiwan had fine sweat on his forehead and racked his brains, "This woman looks ugly, but in reality, she is not!"

"Prime Minister Gao is saying that the aesthetics of women in our Da Qian are too distorted, taking fatness as beauty, and only staying on the surface! We must pay more attention to inner beauty!"

"Prime Minister Gao's painting has high artistic value!"

Heaven pity, he really couldn't make it up anymore!

Gao Yang was convinced.

This Wang Baiwan is also a talent; he could even find a reason to flatter.

He finally knew why there were so many corrupt officials in the world, who couldn't be killed or extinguished.

This is power!

Something that countless people in the world dream of and long to hold in their hands...

After a round of scrambling.

This "Celestial Painting" was also sold for a sky-high price of one hundred and twenty thousand taels!

With this, the charity auction ended.

"Everyone, thank you for coming, appreciating art together, and making your own contributions to the scholars of Da Qian!"

"I am very grateful!"

Gao Yang made a short speech and announced the end of the meeting.

And those who bought these collections were summoned by Gao Yang one by one for a short chat.

The Pei family father and son, and the Wang Zhong father and son, although they were cursing in their hearts, met Gao Yang and also called it art, saying they came for art.

Gao Yang also chatted a few words about this.

He even specifically patted the shoulders of the Pei family father and son and Wang Zhong, saying that everything in the past was a misunderstanding.

From now on, we should laugh off past grudges!

Not to mention Wang Baiwan, Hu Delu, and other merchants, they bent their waists, full of flattery, and a continuous stream of flattery came.

After everyone left.

Shangguan Wan'er and Chu Qingluan walked out from one side and took off the masks on their faces.