I'm already invincible

have to say.

Being asked by Ye Changqing, not only Murong Lizhu was dumbfounded, but Yan Tianshan and others were also dumbfounded.

First of all.

This painting by Senior Ye is simply unprecedented, and it contains many true meanings of Taoism.

Second.

For a peerless expert like Senior Ye, how can his old man's paintings be judged by ordinary things in the world?

No!

Absolutely not!

In this way, it can only show that this is just a joke.

Correct!

This is just a joke!

This must be a joke!

But even though it was just a joke, as juniors, how could they talk nonsense in front of Senior Ye?

This is disrespectful!

Think for a moment.

Murong Lizhu was really troubled, she couldn't help but look at Yan Tianshan.

"Old man Yan, how should I answer?"

Murong Lizhu quietly transmitted the voice.

How to answer?

How did the old man know!

In front of Senior Ye, this old man is just a junior!

"Miss Murong, I don't even have a clue about your problem!"

After a little hesitation, Yan Tianshan responded like this.

The corner of Murong Lizhu's mouth twitched slightly, and then she squeezed out a gentle smile, and said to Ye Changqing.

"Mr. Ye, you are joking. This painting of yours is simply unprecedented, so it cannot be measured in taels of silver."

After thinking for a while, Murong Lizhu, who had no clue, had no choice but to answer frankly.

she believes.

For a peerless expert like Senior Ye, only by answering truthfully will the other party not feel dissatisfied.

however.

When Ye Changqing heard such an answer, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Can't be measured by silver taels?

What does Ning mean?

Can't afford it?

We can negotiate the price!

Everyone knows that I am a good talker!

And you don't really think that I have money left over, do you?

thought here.

Ye Changqing's eyes couldn't help flashing a dark color.

Could it be because this painting is so perfect that this Miss Murong cannot be valued?

To know.

Last night in Zuixianlou, the painting of Master Bilian looked mediocre, but it was sold for a sky-high price of 18 taels of gold.

And this painting of mine is not on the same level as Master Bilian's painting at all, it is simply a world of difference.

Think so.

Ye Changqing smiled and nodded to Murong Lizhu.

However, today he has completed a painting, so it is no longer suitable for painting.

Otherwise, it will definitely affect other people's attitude towards themselves, thinking that they are really poor and crazy.

But he was really poor and crazy very quickly!

If you leave this Jinglan Court, let alone a meal with dozens of dishes, even eating steamed buns is a bit stretched.

At this time.

Seeing Ye Changqing nodding with a smile, Murong Lizhu finally let out a breath of relief.

really.

Senior Ye was just joking.

and.

Fortunately, I didn't answer exaggeratedly, otherwise, Senior Ye would definitely be dissatisfied.

at the same time.

Yan Tianshan and the others exchanged glances without leaving a trace, and then smiled knowingly at Ye Changqing.

At this time.

"Mr. Ye, it's getting late now, let's go have dinner."

Yan Bingxin looked at Ye Changqing and smiled.

"Alright!"

Ye Changqing nodded slightly.

after that.

A group of people left the courtyard and walked towards the dining hall.

of course.

During the meal, Ye Changqing made a decision.

This Miss Murong was a big client introduced to him by Yan Tianshan, so no matter what, he had to be cheeky to keep her.

And my first pot of gold must come from Miss Murong!

Since my painting today is too perfect, then starting tomorrow I can lower the standard a little bit, wouldn't it be easier?

As long as the first painting is sold, he believes that he will have enough money to gain a foothold in this imperial capital in the future.

Thinking of this, the haze in Ye Changqing's heart was instantly swept away.

really.

After finishing the meal, Murong Lizhu wanted to resign.

But Ye Changqing would let her leave.

Since I can't paint today, let's discuss other things.

When Ye Changqingfeng said a few words to keep her, Murong Lizhu's expression was filled with joy, and her heart was even more pleasantly surprised.

In her opinion, the fact that Senior Ye was able to retain her might be because she felt that she had good qualifications and wanted to give some pointers.

Being able to be taught a thing or two by Senior Ye is tantamount to a great opportunity and fortune.

that's it.

After lunch, Ye Changqing, Murong Lizhu and the others came to a gazebo and began to exchange the way of rhythm.

Such an exchange.

Unknowingly, night fell quietly, covering this vast expanse of land.

Noticing that it was getting late, in order to prevent Murong Lizhu from leaving, Ye Changqing made an excuse to end today's explanation when he talked about a certain key point.

Moreover, Ye Changqing was also relieved.

During the meal, Yan Bingxin used an excuse to keep Murong Lizhu, and the latter readily agreed.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed quietly.

The next morning.

Wait until daybreak.

Ye Changqing washed up briefly, and walked out of the house seemingly unhurriedly.

In fact, when the sky turned pale, he had already woken up, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to rush out and start painting.

that's it.

Almost half an hour passed.

Only then did Yan Tianshan and the others appear at the gate of the courtyard.

When they came to the gate,

I saw that many visions manifested again behind Ye Changqing, and he seemed to be indulging in a certain artistic conception.

He didn't notice the appearance of Yan Tianshan and others.

The group looked at each other, then slowed down and came to Ye Changqing.

Another hour or so passed.

Ye Changqing took a deep breath, hesitated for a while, and signed Lay Shi Qinglian again.

at the same time.

Only then did he notice Murong Lizhu and the others.

"You are all here."

With a gentle smile on Ye Changqing's face, he asked, "You all have a look, how about today's painting?"

so what? !

heard.

Everyone couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then met each other's eyes.

Yan Bingxin looked at the paintings laid out on the long table, looking thoughtful.

Think for a moment.

Yan Bingxin seemed to be the first to volunteer and said: "Mr. Ye, although I only know a little about paintings, in my opinion, your painting seems to be replaced by yesterday's painting, whether it is the framing or the connection between the distant view and the close view." better."

better?

heard.

Ye Changqing couldn't help being taken aback.

If it is worse than yesterday's one, he can accept it.

However, it is wrong to say that it is better than yesterday's one!

This is not his intention.

Think so.

Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows, retracted his gaze, and re-measured his painting today.

really

but.

This is not right!

Today's painting is not distracted at all, it is just drawn out of feeling.

Why should it be replaced by yesterday's painting, whether it is connection, form or meaning, it seems to be better.

Think for a moment.

Ye Changqing looked up at Murong Lizhu and Yan Tianshan, and asked thoughtfully, "What do you two think?"

Yan Tianshan smiled and nodded.

Murong Lizhu took a look at the painting and said frankly: "Mr. Ye, the strokes of this painting seem to be smoother than yesterday's one, and the artistic conception seems to be better."

of course.

Murong Lizhu didn't say some words.

That is.

The aura that diffuses from this painting becomes more and more refined, giving people the feeling that this painting contains the true source of Taoism.

a time.

Ye Changqing was a little confused.

The completely undistracted painting has surpassed the past.

Is this an accident?