316: C316 The Second Generation of Wen

C316 The Second Generation of Wen

After Wuqing Zi finished praising Ye Mo, he began to carefully appraise the prescription in his hand. Although it was only a small number and he did not use any coherent poems to express his aura, but no matter how you looked at it, it seemed to be harmonious.

The words gave off a vivacious feeling, but if one looked carefully, they would see that it was like a deep pool. The serenity and serenity concealed the brush tip, as if a hidden dragon was hidden in the depths.

Wuqing Zi was suddenly enchanted. Although these few words were not so good that it would shock him, but it had reached the point where he could recognize a person by their charm. However, this "wise man" had troubled Wuqing Zi because he could not understand it at all, and it didn't even seem like it was written by the same person!

On Wuqing Zi's side, he was deep in thought while holding Ye Mo's prescription. In this state, Ye Mo didn't feel anything, while everyone else in the room was in a daze.

Tang Loong's eyes were shining as he looked at Ye Mo. He was already thinking of a way to win Ye Mo over.

Just based on this point alone, Ye Mo's reputation would definitely be spread far and wide, and he also had a very special position in the calligraphy and painting world. As long as the other party was enlightened and Wuqing Zi took him in as a disciple, it would then be fair and proper, and Ye Mo would have a solid roots in the second generation of "Wen"!

Don't underestimate this second generation of literature and painting world. In the current society, the higher the level, the more elegant the calligraphy was. Everyone had the same amount of money, the same amount of weight, and the same background, so what could be used to measure a person's value?

Firstly, he had done great things, and there was no need to doubt that. Secondly, it was this' taste '. This was also the ancient era where' each word was worth a thousand gold '. It seemed exaggerated, but it was not an exaggeration. With this fame, it could be considered another symbol of status and identity.

Once Ye Mo inherited Wuqing Zi's legacy, then he would be the bellwether of the calligraphy and painting world. He would definitely be sought after by all the major forces. There was no doubt about this!

What's more … Many old people truly loved writing and writing.

The elders in the room were all intelligent people, not a single one of them was simple. Whatever Tang Loong could think of, they could naturally think of it, and it was even more comprehensive than his!

In an instant, Qi Hongtai and Old Master Tang's expressions remained the same. However, their minds became active as they began to plot and plot.

Elder Zhao's expression first changed and then his eyes started to flicker.

Old Master Tang and Qi Hongtai both had a bit of friendship with Ye Mo, and a bit of friendship with Ye Mo. However, he was different.

Not to mention that his granddaughter had always mocked and ridiculed Ye Mo, even he had treated Ye Mo as an enemy because he couldn't stand Qi Hongtai. He had actually been offended to death by someone when Ye Mo was trying to win him over when he was nameless!

In this world, there were no eternal enemies, only constant benefits. If this kid didn't make a move now, if this kid stood up and joined any of the big shots, it would be a disaster for the Zhao Family.

Thinking about this, Elder Zhao looked at his shocked granddaughter and made a decision.

"I'll take this prescription. As for the medical fee, I'll pay it to you right away. Also, can you leave this prescription to me as well?"

Wuqing Zi looked at it for a while before he turned to Ye Mo and asked.

"This recipe was originally given to you, master. Naturally, you can choose to stay. As for the medical fee, I think we'll have a chance to meet again soon. Let's calculate it together during the reexamination."

Ye Mo said with a meaningful smile.

"This …"

Wuqing Zi heard Ye Mo's words and felt a little puzzled. In fact, he had already made a decision in his heart, even if Ye Mo wanted one of his calligraphy and paintings, it was not out of the question. He had even decided to help this young man in some aspects, all because of his personality and the unlimited possibility of leaving ink behind.

With just these few words, if he were to receive the guidance of a master teacher and find his own path, it was entirely possible that another genre of the painting world would emerge, allowing him to become an entire generation!

But what Wuqing Zi did not expect was that not only did the other party not mention anything, he even planned to casually expose the matter, as if he had no interest in helping him treat his illness. More importantly, he said, "We'll meet again when there's a chance."

Despite the doubts in his heart, Wuqing Zi and Ye Mo had similar personalities and did not care too much about it. They nodded and agreed to Ye Mo's words, then stopped thinking about it.

However, even though Wuqing Zi stopped thinking about it, it did not mean that others were not thinking about it. The eyes of the few elders present, including the two outsiders, Qi Hongbai and Zong Hu, all flickered. It seemed that this young man was not simple at all!

Old Master Tang's gaze turned, and seemingly unintentionally swept over Wuqing Zi and Ye Mo's face, and he was thinking about something. With Tang family appearing once again, it seemed like he could perhaps "find another way".

"Did Uncle Tang really decide to donate this piece of Mr. Zhu Huang's Mountain Stone Painting to the National Museum? Mr. Zhu Huang's painting is at the level of ten million, so the value of this painting is rather high. "

Seeing Old Master Tang's thoughtful expression, Qi Hongbai's eyelids twitched and he immediately opened his mouth to speak.

Although Qi Hongbai looked simple and honest, like a straightforward man, only those who were familiar with him knew that he was not.2

His words immediately brought the topic back to the painting, bringing it back to the various thoughts of the people in the room. To avoid embarrassment, everyone was dragged back to the topic "willingly".

"You little brat, shut your mouth! When did it become your turn to speak? "

Qi Hongtai scolded, seemingly dissatisfied with his son for interrupting but his eyes still shone brightly.

They were only 'friendly' investors in this restaurant, and the real decision-making power was with Old Master Tang. He would definitely be more at ease here than anyone else. It would be too much of a loss if he were to make the first move.

"Brother Tang, have you really made your decision?"

Although Elder Zhao had enmity with Qi Hongtai's family, under these circumstances, it was impossible for him to destroy the situation. After all, if it was anyone else, they wouldn't want to make a profit.

"Of course, I knew it when I took it out. I made this decision a long time ago."

Old Master Tang said plainly.

"The Tang family has not contributed much to the nation for so many years. This time, it's just a piece of cake."

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