Chapter 211： : Li Yuanqiu Calligraphy and Painting

Li Lizhi was moved by Li Chengfeng's words.

When I was six years old, I was still playing with mud.

Unexpectedly, when Li Chengfeng was only six years old, he was already thinking about how to care for the common people in the world.

This can only prove that Li Chengfeng was born with the attitude of an emperor.

When he was six years old, he could do what the emperor should have done.

In fact, Li Shimin has also noticed this, but the crown prince has already made a strong contribution to Li Chengqian, so is it possible that Li Chengqian's position as crown prince should be abolished and passed on to Li Chengfeng?

In this way, it may only make people feel cold.

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Suddenly, an old man, with his hands behind his back, walked leisurely into the Prince Zhen's mansion.

"Grandson, where is my grandson?"

"Huh? Who's here?"

Li Lizhi heard someone shouting outside the door, so she asked.

Hearing the familiar hoarse voice, Li Chengfeng said, "Who else is there? Isn't it my grandpa, the Supreme Emperor?"

"Oh? So grandpa is here?"

So, the three of them hurried from the backyard to the front yard to welcome Li Yuan's arrival.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Li Lizhi was the first to run over.

"Little girl Wuxu, pay homage to the Supreme Emperor!"

Wu Xu also bowed slightly to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan stroked his beard with a smile, and said: "Haha, okay, no courtesy! Feng'er, I came to Zhenwang's mansion this time to find you!"

"Oh? Then why are you looking for me, Grandpa?"

Li Chengfeng opened his big eyes and looked at Li Yuan curiously.

Li Yuan smiled and said: "Grandpa, I just want to ask you for a poem and a painting! Feng'er, you shouldn't make things difficult for Grandpa, right?"

Li Yuan knew that although Li Chengfeng was his grandson, he was shrewd and eccentric, never willing to suffer.

Li Chengfeng said: "Okay, grandpa, how much do you plan to give to your grandson? Grandson originally planned to seal the pen, but for grandpa's sake, let's go out again! However, grandson is also You need money!"

As soon as Li Yuan heard that Li Chengfeng wanted to collect money, he immediately laughed and said: "Haha, I knew you were so excited, okay, okay, then you can set a price for grandpa! Grandpa will pay, and I beg you for a poem, and then , you are helping my wife, that is, your grandma Queen Dou, draw a picture, how about it?"

"Hmm... Is that so? Yes!"

After thinking for a moment, Li Chengfeng agreed decisively.

Then he ordered Eunuch Wu to take out pen, ink and rice paper from the Prince Zhen's mansion.

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In the large courtyard of Prince Zhen's Mansion, Eunuch Wu brought a large table and a small stool for Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng stood on a small stool, holding a brush in his hand, while Li Lizhi beside him was grinding ink for Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Yuan, and said, "Grandpa, what about grandson's calligraphy and painting, an original poetry poem in style style costs 5,000 gold, and an original painting also costs 5,000 gold, so, grandpa, are you ready?"

"What? A poem and painting cost 5,000 gold? Didn't you charge 2,000 gold yesterday?"

"Ding, the shock from Li Yuan, naughty value +99!"

Li Yuan was dumbfounded, the grandson of his feelings not only cheated his father, but also cheated his grandfather.

But Li Chengfeng knew that Li Yuan was actually very rich, who would he cheat if he didn't cheat you?

Li Yuan pursed his lips, his beard trembling with the breath.

Li Chengfeng explained: "Grandpa, yesterday was yesterday, today is today! When I auctioned calligraphy and painting in Wenxuan Pavilion yesterday, you didn't come?"

"So no one informed me? Did you know, Feng'er?" Li Yuan suddenly became very angry.

Li Chengfeng said: "You know what?"

Li Yuan's face turned red with anger, and he said: "You don't know, early this morning, Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui took the calligraphy and paintings they bought in Wenxuan Pavilion yesterday, and then came to show off in front of the old man. ?”

"Grandpa looked at it, it's incredible, this font, the artistic conception of this poem? Grandpa felt moved when he saw it! Especially the song "The Thatched House Was Broken by the Autumn Wind", Grandpa cried directly!"

"What? There are tens of thousands of mansions in An De Guang, which shelters the world's poor and happy people?"

"Unmoved by the wind and rain, it is as safe as a mountain? Woohoo, when will this house suddenly appear in front of my eyes? It is enough for my hut to be broken and frozen to death!"

"Grandpa saw it? It's incredible! Are these poems written by that god? The font is beautiful and vigorous like a dragon! The artistic conception of the full text of the poem made the old man cry!"

"So, the three of them took the painting they bought from you yesterday and showed it off in front of grandpa?"

"Grandpa is so angry! Why? Bring my grandson's poems to me to show off? What kind of skill is it? So grandpa thought, grandpa will also beg for a calligraphy and painting from my grandson! Hmph..."

After finishing speaking, Li Yuan stomped his feet angrily.

Li Chengfeng, Wu Xu, and Li Lizhi immediately covered their mouths and started laughing.

It turned out that Li Yuan arrived because he was enraged by Wei Zhengfang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, so he came to Li Chengfeng early in the morning to ask for calligraphy and painting?

Sure enough, these old urchins also like to compare each other very much.

"So, grandson, can you give grandpa a little cheaper? 2000 gold, or 3000 gold, just give grandpa a poem!"

Li Yuan looked at Li Chengfeng reluctantly.

But Li Chengfeng pouted, and said, "Grandpa, haven't you lowered the price of your grandson's art? Think about it, I planned to stop writing my grandson, so there are only a few paintings in the whole Tang Dynasty." My poetry and painting! If you give 2000 gold, then my calligraphy and painting will basically be fixed at 2000 gold If you give 5000 gold, then my calligraphy and painting will be fixed at 5000 gold in the future Grandpa, think about it, if your grandson wins glory for the country, you also have face on your face, right?"

"Hmm... What you said seems to make a little sense!"

Li Yuan nodded suspiciously.

Li Chengfeng continued to fool around and said: "So grandpa, when you go back, you can say that your calligraphy and paintings were bought for 5,000 gold, which are better and more expensive. Look at Wei Zheng and the others, do you dare to fart in front of your eyes?"

"Well, it makes sense, it makes sense! Hahaha, okay, grandson, then give grandpa a poem worth 5,000 gold! Grandpa, pay!"

Li Yuan said domineeringly.

To be honest, Li Yuan is not short of the 5000 gold.

He just thought that if a piece of calligraphy and painting was so expensive, would it affect Li Chengfeng's concept of money?

Now it seems that Li Chengfeng is very shrewd.

He is very good at marketing his calligraphy and paintings, and he also knows how to market himself.

In the future, as soon as others mention the Eighth Prince, they will know that his calligraphy and painting will cost more than 5,000 gold.

This is much higher than the price of the book sage Wang Xizhi!

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Afterwards, Li Chengfeng stained the ink with a brush and said, "Grandpa, what type of poem do you want? Is it patriotic, or tragic, or about fighting on the battlefield?"