My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 60

Chapter 60: The mentality is broken, King Yan! 【2 more】

Zhou Hechen's words were cut off. Sheng Yunyi's ears buzzed and she raised her head in disbelief.

When she confirmed that the sound was indeed coming from the box in the middle of the second floor, she finally couldn't control her smile.

This auction is divided into VIP boxes, ordinary boxes and public seats.

Sheng Yunyi received the invitation and was assigned to a private room, but it was only an ordinary seat on the second floor.

When she went up to the second floor, she also observed the VIP box emphatically, but she didn't know who the guests were in it, but they were obviously very distinguished.

How could such a person invite Ye Banglan to come up and taste tea?

“Don't block the way.” Ye Banlan said in a calmer tone.

Sheng Yunyi stepped away at a loss and watched the girl enter the VIP box.

At this point, he paused deliberately, and the pictures on the big screen also rotated.

Middle-aged people: “…”

The middle-aged man finally saw the pattern on the sachet clearly and lost his voice: "Su embroidery?!"

After sitting down, she smiled reluctantly: "He Chen, the voice sounds like a young man, could it be..."

"It is determined that this painting was painted by Princess Yongning when she was twelve years old. The style of painting is immature, but it is also of great cultural and historical value." The auctioneer introduced unhurriedly, "Princess Yongning studied under the emperor's master Hanyun Sheng, both master and apprentice are good at landscapes, flowers and birds, but Princess Yongning's painting style is more sharp than her master's. Please take a look at these strokes—”

Middle-aged people: “…”

The existing authentic works of Princess Yongning are very rare. In addition to her early death, it is also because the unknown forces that invaded China burned down the palace treasury in the battle of ten thousand armies three hundred years ago.

“There are three pieces in total.” The screen behind the auctioneer began to show pictures. “This antique was brought back from the Nanming Kingdom and has a history of a thousand years. The second piece is a jade hosta, and the third piece—”

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a loud noise in the box.

Obviously the two of them thought of going together—

“Yes, it is the original work of Princess Yongning.” The auctioneer finally smiled.

Very plain tone, but can't hide the joy and pride.

The auctioneer sighed: "To be able to draw such a masterpiece at the age of twelve, Princess Yongning is indeed a genius."

The call ended and Yan Tingyue put the phone away.

Where is the sacred place?

His mentality collapsed.

Sheng Yunyi felt hot on her face, and she hurried back to her box.

This is simply as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Where can you find so many craftsmen who know Suzhou embroidery?

Suzhou embroidery stitches have been lost too much, and the machine can't even run!

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat: "Who are you, your disciple..."

Expand the production of Suzhou embroidery products?

"What? Oh my god!" Rong Yu sat up straight, "When did Nancheng get the authentic work of Princess Yongning? Brother, you must get it."

Zhou Hechen's expression turned cold.

Yan Tingyue took out the sachet given to her by Ye Banglan and smiled slightly: "This is a gift from my young apprentice."

Having strong character and majestic momentum.

Afterwards, the dying Shenzhou was plundered many cultural relics by surrounding foreigners.

In the VIP box, Ye Banglan contacted Yan Tingyue: "Teacher, I met two friends by chance. I will attend the auction with them. You don't have to worry about me."

"It's an honor to be here with all of you. You have come from afar, and we have prepared several gifts for you." The auctioneer smiled slightly, "Some of the items are not on the auction list because they are too valuable."

Twenty minutes later, the auction officially began.

"She likes this, what do you care about her?" Zhou Hechen's sense of Ye Banglan became even worse, and he didn't want to mention her anymore, "Look at the auctions for a while, take pictures of the ones you like."

Ye Banglan was unwilling to be lonely, in his body.

It was okay without an explanation, but once he did, he felt even more horrified.

Yan Tingyue thought for a while and then said: "She can also play pipa. The suggestions you gave me are very good. I am planning to combine pipa with Kunqu opera."

That little girl looks young. Not only can she know Kun Opera, but she can also do Su embroidery?

“She didn't embroider it, it was an employee of her company.” Yan Tingyue knew that he had misunderstood and explained, “Alan is going to expand the production of Su embroidery products, so he made a few samples and gave them to me.”

As soon as the curtain falls, nothing can be seen.

“Okay, okay, I feel relieved now.” Yan Tingyue smiled, “Let's have a meal together later and thank them properly.”

The light focuses on the mountain peaks in the painting.

Yan Tingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly but did not speak.

The middle-aged man has excellent eyesight. He saw the sachet exposed in Yan Tingyue's pocket and his expression brightened: "Senior Yan, this is..."

"He Chen, if this is really the case, it will be terrible." Sheng Yunyi was very embarrassed, "You can respect her and not touch her, but other people..."

Someone exclaimed.

Sheng Yunyi smiled: "Thank you, He Chen."

Rong Yu agreed very much: "It is estimated that the starting price is not low, eight digits is a small amount, and the final transaction price will reach nine digits."

The last authentic painting of Princess Yongning was sold for a high price of 450 million.

Ye Banglan just glanced at it and said in a calm voice: "It's fake, no need to take pictures, it's worthless."

She never painted this picture at all. If she had really painted this painting, the only thing that would greet her would be the sound of cold clouds and the sound of a trash can prepared in advance.

Rong Yu doesn't know much about painting: “What? Fake? Why do you say that?”

"Given Princess Yongning's status in the Ning Dynasty, even if it is not a congratulatory picture presented to Ning Zhaozong, it is impossible not to have anti-counterfeiting measures." Ye Banlan said lightly, "Otherwise, someone would use her name to pretend to be someone outside, and deceive the Xiang family. If you come to the royal family, wouldn't it ruin your reputation?”

"That's right." Rong Yu suddenly realized, but was confused for a moment, "But I haven't heard of any anti-counterfeiting measures on Princess Yongning's paintings. I have seen several paintings in the Yunjing Museum."

"Yes." Yan Tingfeng suddenly said, "It is said that Princess Yongning has an exquisite heart with seven orifices and is as wise as a demon. After she finishes painting a painting, she will cut a seal. The dye on the seal is from a capable person from the Ning Dynasty. Made by skillful craftsmen, it will emit a faint light in the dark night.”

Ye Puan Lan turned her head and looked at him: "Do you know this well?"

Yan Tingfeng chuckled softly: "It's just a common understanding. I have never met Princess Yongning in person. It's all hearsay."

“If you really see me, you're already dead.” Rong Yu muttered.

Ye Bianlan nodded: "Do you have the auction list?"

“Of course.” Rong Yu was about to take it out of his pocket.

Before he finished his action, Yan Tingfeng had already put the order in Ye Banglan's hand and said softly: "What do you like?"

Content area: “…”

　　Okay, he is a clown.

Ye Turning the Waves can see very quickly, with ten lines in one glance.

I have to admit that Nancheng is indeed a city with extremely rich cultural heritage, and the auction items on the list are very attractive.

But she didn't hold her gaze until she saw a name.

Ye Banlan pointed to the auction list: "I like this very much."

"Fragments of black iron and golden silk armor?" Rong Yu looked over and thought for a while, "Whose equipment does it seem to be?"

Ye Puanlan said calmly: "King Yan."

Yan Tingfeng raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly.

On the stage, the auctioneer happened to introduce this lot.

"Everyone, this is a fragment of the Black Iron and Gold Silk Armor." The auctioneer said, "The Black Iron and Gold Silk Armor was one of the gifts presented to Ning Zhaozong by Beilu in 1710, and was given to King Yan by Ning Zhaozong."

The name King Yan also made the guests present's eyes brighten.

"It's a pity that after King Yan died in the battle, this black iron and gold armor was also broken into pieces." The auctioneer added, "Some are living among the people, and some are abroad. It is impossible to repair them."

The northwest of Yanwang Town is the first line of defense in China.

Historical records record that when foreign troops invaded, King Yan refused to retreat until he died, and was later buried in Yanshan.

"Yes, yes, King Yan's armor." Rong Yu slapped his hands, "Are you sure you only want this? It's just a fragment, not even the size of a palm, and the collection value is not high."

"Yes." Ye Banglan said softly, "I only want this."

"I understand, I understand. Girls nowadays all like King Yan. Who doesn't like King Yan?" Rong Yu nodded repeatedly, "I went to the battlefield at the age of twelve, became the king at the age of sixteen, and wiped out all the bandits in the northwest in four years. He can fight and is handsome, I like him too.”

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow and said, "You are very discerning."

Rong Yu was flattered, even a little fussy: "Did you praise me?"

Ye Puanlan glanced at him: "No, I take back what I said."

"If Miss Ye likes it, then take the photo." Yan Tingfeng told Binghe, "Let the auctioneer stop bidding on this piece and send it over later."

After a while, the auctioneer who was still introducing the lots on the stage pressed his headset, apparently receiving an order.

He was a little surprised.

Is anyone really buying such a small piece of armor at such a high price?

The auctioneer calmed down, continued to introduce the lot responsibly, and set the price again.

Dozens of lots were bought separately, and finally the much-anticipated authentic work of Princess Yongning arrived.

"He Chen, this painting is authentic and very valuable." Sheng Yunyi could not hide her excitement, "The one the Fang family bought only belongs to the Yongning School of Painting after all, and it is absolutely incomparable with Princess Yongning's paintings."

Zhou Hechen smiled: "If you like it, then I'll take a photo of it later."

“Starting price, 30 million.” The auctioneer raised the hammer and said, “Everyone, please.”

Zhou Hechen spoke first: "Forty million."

Before the auctioneer could say "Forty million once," another voice sounded: "Fifty million."

Yan Tingfeng's tone was very casual, as if more money was just a number to him.

“Classmate Ye said this is fake, why are you still bidding?” Rong Yu felt heartbroken, “It's hard to make money.”

Yan Tingfeng hummed, but when Zhou Hechen called out "five-one million", he said casually: "ninety million."

If Zhou Hechen is not allowed to bleed, he will be in a bad mood.

When I feel bad, I just want to see real blood.

Zhou Hechen's eyes were cold, and he opened the curtain and left the box.

Can he let others take what Sheng Yunyi wants?

He wants to see who is not discerning!

Update 2~See you tomorrow~~

King Yan will appear in the future ~ I always like him too!

Recently, my left arm has started to hurt again. I can only wear a plaster to continue to relieve pain. The QAQ exercise has no effect, so I started to think about going to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

(End of this chapter)

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