In May, in the bustling alleys in King Qi's capital, a man with different colored eyes was shuttled through the crowd. He carried a painting box on his back, and his face was a little tired from the past month of rushing. He was looking for the store in the crowd. Finally, his expression lit up and he squeezed from the crowd into the teahouse he was looking for.

He looked at the waiter's jade pendant and said in a bit awkwardly: "Tianzi No. 1."

The waiter was not surprised by his alien appearance, and quickly took him upstairs. The waiter led him to the door, nodded and signaled him to go in, and turned around and left.

The man pushed the door and walked around the screen. He saw the young man in white who had been waiting for a long time.

When the young man in white saw him coming, he stood up to greet him. The alien man knelt down and bowed.

The man in white said, "No need to be polite, the journey is long, thank you for your hard work."

"Sir, there are many people in the royal capital, and there are many aliens."

"Yes, because of the newly implemented trade between countries in the royal capital, there are many foreigners. Why are you afraid that you will be excluded here?"

The man shook his head and said a little depressedly: "Sir, the inn is full, and I can't book a room." He came to the capital for the first time and was unfamiliar with the place. At least he rushed into the city when the city gate was closed last night, but he couldn't find an empty room. In the end, he stayed in a guest room for a night.

The man in white signaled him to sit down. He slowly filled the two of them with tea and said, "In the beginning of July, the selection ceremony of painters at the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting will begin soon, and painters from all over the country flocked to him. This year, the number of places for the head of the Nine Hall was released, and there were many people coming to participate. It would be amazing that you can book it so late. It doesn't matter. I have arranged it for you."

The emperor of the dynasty, Emperor Qi, was obsessed with calligraphy, painting and antiques, and was obsessed with the one-court, three-court and six-court, and imposed a coexistence of calligraphy and painting academy and other six-courts. In previous years, the chief of the hall was never publicly selected. It happened that in the winter of last year, the chief of the former Beihuang Hall died of illness due to the cold wind. In order to attract more accomplished painters to participate in the selection, Emperor Qi released the quota. Because of this, anyone with the skills of painting in Jiuzhou flocked to Yanyang. Ordinary painters wanted to rise to the top through the auditions, while the famous painters were recommended through the invitation of princes and nobles.

The selection ceremony of painters in Qi State is a major event, at least it is done as a major event. Painters without recommendation can participate in the audition on June 15th, only three paintings are needed. Painters recommended by princes and nobles can directly skip the audition and participate in the preliminary examination.

When the alien man saw the man in white asked him to sit down, he put down the painting box and sat there restraintly without saying a word.

"Drink some tea, it's hot, isn't it? The place in Zhouyuling is cool, I'll take you to Wenlin Street in the afternoon..."

The calligraphy and painting culture in Qi is popular, and the most famous trading place for calligraphy and painting is Wenlin Street in the east of the capital. This entire street is full of calligraphy, painting and antique shops, and each shop is decorated in exquisite decoration and lively.

Among the dozens of stores, Jubao Pavilion is the most famous. Jubao Pavilion is a first-class calligraphy and painting chain store in Qiguo, and there are branches in Jiuzhou.

From the outside, the store is three points larger than other calligraphy and painting stores. The decoration is extremely exquisite and exquisite. There is a gold-plated plaque hanging on the huge main entrance, with the three words "Jubao Pavilion" on it, full of luxury. From the waiter to the shopkeeper, all of them are experts in the calligraphy and painting industry.

At this time, a young man in the side hall was wearing a plain robe. Although he was a little shorter and thinner than the others around him, his temperament was extraordinary, and his eyes showed sharpness and intelligence. He pulled his bare hands and took out a scroll from the wooden painting tube and gently placed it on the desk.

The people who were watching next to them had their eyes lit up and stared at the slowly spreading scroll. A picture of a hundred crane with different shapes came into view.

Several people sighed in secretly and looked at the heads carefully. But when the scroll was opened halfway, the scholar stopped, unfolded a painting fan on the landscape that he carried with him, slapped it twice, and then smiled faintly at the middle-aged man in luxurious clothes but with a big belly and poop around him, "This is a peerless masterpiece by Lu Qin, the imperial painter of the previous dynasty, including Bai, Crane, and pictures."

The young master focused on these last words, glanced at the wealthy businessmen with shiny eyes around him, and continued: "This is a treasure heirloom of the Luo family. Today I will give it to you for appreciation."

Since Emperor Qi promulgated the opening of the market this year and communicated with each other, merchants from various vassal states and even neighboring countries have become more in this royal capital. The clothes on the rosewood table are different from those of the people in Kyushu, and the colors of their eyes and hair are very strange. Although their appearances are different, their belly looks the same as those of the rich businessmen in Kyushu.

A wealthy businessman in a headscarf and wearing a brown robe couldn't help but speak first, and asked in a not-so-fluent Yanyang dialect: "Real public paper, are you interested in taking pictures?" When a few people around him heard his accent, they couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

A fat old man wearing a golden silk robe next to him translated anxiously: "Mr. Gu said, 'This young master, is this painting intended for sale?' Mr. Luo, you told me the day before yesterday that you would like to appreciate the picture of the Hundred Cranes, but what is the purpose of taking this out for everyone to appreciate half of it?" The fat old man quickly blinked his left eye at the young master. The group of people around him were only looking at the scroll on the table, and no one paid attention.

Mr. Luo also blinked and signaled slowly, "Old Man Li said that today, the ones who came from afar are invited to appreciate Luo's family heirlooms. Although this thing is Luo's beloved thing, now that the family is in a state of decline, I have to give up my love and seek life. Today, I will ask Manager Wang to bid here and the higher the price will be awarded."

Mr. Luo bowed and retreated behind Manager Wang.

When Manager Wang heard that he spoke, he waved his hand and greeted his entourage to lead Mr. Luo to the back hall, while he led several wealthy businessmen to the main hall for auction.

Mr. Luo followed the servant to the study room in the back hall with a familiarity. He picked up a book casually. When he was just sitting down and was about to read it, he heard a riot outside.

A man with a weird accent shouted, "Smash me Smida!"

Mr. Luo stood up, walked around the screen, and found a corner to look at the front hall. He saw a man wearing a peacock blue and luxurious brocade cloth on his head, directing a small group of guards in Korea clothes to rush into the front hall.

Seeing this posture, Manager Wang threw down the scroll and hurried to the front hall and exclaimed in fright: "Oh, you can't smash it! You can't smash it! Prince Gaoli, this is at the foot of the emperor. What are you doing?"

Several wealthy businessmen in the main hall who were still competing for Baihetu were stunned when they heard the shouts from the front hall, but the main reason was probably that they didn't understand it very much. The servants were smart and led their master to the door and ran out the door with their heads in their arms. The thugs at the door didn't stop them, and more Korean guards rushed into the front hall.

"Sell me a fake! I will lose all the face of our Korean nobles in the Jiuzhou Emperor! Hurry up and smash it!" The man ignored Manager Wang and continued to shout angrily: "What other young master Luo! You guys go and catch me! He has captured a lot of rewards Simida!"

When Luo Li heard this, he quickly walked to the backyard of the pavilion. He was quick to jump out of the side wall, but he collided with several Goryeo guards standing outside the wall.

The guards saw someone sneaking over the wall and waved the sword in their hands to greet them.

Luo Li quickly flashed into the room beside him. He just opened the window and wanted to jump out, but stopped. He ran away and forgot about the water next to Jubao Pavilion. Today, Luo Li was destined to be in trouble, and the room he entered was exactly the one next to Luoshui.

The young master lacks water in the five elements. Although he is good at light skills, he does not understand the nature of water. He has not learned the ability to float on water because he is afraid of water. This is a tragic thing. Today he can't escape!

Before I could think about it, the door behind me was kicked open. Prince Gaoli, who was still in the front hall, was already standing in front of the boy with an angry face. When he saw Luo Li sitting by the window, his face turned quickly, and he said with a smirk: "Do you jump? Could it be that the dignified Mr. Luo doesn't have Shui Simida? Today I will hear the sound of you falling into the water. Do you know how ugly the prince made me look in the hall? Asi, how do you say it in your Yanyang dialect? Die, Die..."

"I'm embarrassed?" Luo Li chuckled, raised his lips slightly, and there was no sign of fear in his eyes.

"Hey! Yes! You are such a bastard, you dare to play with this prince! I really have to clean up you today. Let me take you back to our Goryeo as a slave, so that you can't survive or die."

Luo Li didn't care what Prince Gaoli said at all. He squinted his eyes and saw a pleasure boat coming from a distance. He suddenly turned his head and pretended to be shy and pitiful and said: "The third prince kept a small way of life as he wished, and did not kidnap the small ones. The small ones were willing to be a cow or a horse to repay the prince."

Prince Goryeo saw the boy half-sitting on the window, with eyebrows as green feathers, skin as white snow, white teeth and red lips, and dancing in the breeze on the river bank, and suddenly became fascinated.

"Hehe, you are tactful, okay, I can spare you. You can follow me back today and let me enjoy it..."

When Luo Li heard this, he was amused and shouted loudly to the people watching from the other side of the river outside the window: "This prince of Goryeo is a broken sleeve! Hey! He is so despicable and shameless lewd!"

Passers-by across the river heard bursts of laughter, and Prince Goryeo was so angry that his hat was tilted. Seeing this, the guards next to him rushed forward to capture Luo Li.

"Be your dream of spring and autumn! Bah!" Luo Liyan flew and landed on the passing pleasure boat. When he jumped again, "Ouch!", a small figure fell into the water.

"Pu!" With a crisp sound of falling into the water, the few people in the house quickly walked to the window and looked down. Prince Goryeo said to the guard beside him: "Catch back Simida for me! Don't be hurt, you must live!"

Luo Li's right leg was so painful that he couldn't stretch it out. He choked on the water without thumping for a few times. Before he could scream for help, he slowly sank.

The water in the middle of the Luo River was very deep, deep enough to make him give up the strength to struggle. The turbid river water charmed his eyes, and he knew that he was sinking.

In a daze, one hand seemed to pull him.
Chapter completed!