After Qin Qiong finished speaking, she clenched her fists again, as if she was back to the original scene.

Li Chengfeng didn't know if he didn't listen. When he heard this, he suddenly felt the tip of his nose and his eyes were red.

It turns out that I didn’t expect that the Tiger Power General Qin Qiong would have had such an experience?

No wonder he cried into tears when he saw this poem!

"When you feel the feelings, the flowers shed tears, when you part, the birds are frightened! Feng'er, tell me, what did you experience? Only then can you write such a poem?"

Li Shimin suddenly tilted his head and looked at Li Chengfeng with confusion on his face.

He could not imagine that Li Chengfeng was only six years old? How could he write such a profound poem?

At first glance, many ministers were crying?

Li Chengfeng touched his little nose playfully and said, "What have I experienced? Dad, don't you know a little bit about it?"

"B-number? What's this... Oh, forget it! It's my fault, it's all my fault. I'll just make it a good compensation for you in the future!"

Indeed, in Li Shimin's eyes, Li Chengfeng must have been wronged since childhood and grew up.

However, Li Chengfeng was able to write such a poem, and he was worthy of being the number one prodigy in the world.

"So Feng'er, how do you plan to sell it? What about this poem called "Spring Look"?"

Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng with a slight smile on his face.

Li Chengfeng stretched out five fingers and said, "This price starts with the sale!"

"What? 500 gold? Feng'er, you have set a bit expensive at this price, right?"

Li Shimin frowned slightly and continued, "Feng'er, you have to know that calligraphy and handwriting can be sold so expensively. Apart from the saint of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi, there are only a few people in the world! Don't set the price too high, otherwise no one will.

Bought it!"

"Reporting to my father, my son did not set too high prices!"

Li Chengfeng continued: "The calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi has his font, but I, Li Chengfeng, also have my original font, called Feng style! Please look at it, the font of this poem is as steady as Mount Tai, and I also want to be like a dragon.

How is it that the solidity of the calligraphy is compared with the handwriting of the calligraphy saint Wang Xizhi?”

"Well... I dare not say that I surpass you, but I will not be much inferior!" Wei Zheng said.

Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "Yes, so, with my style, I dare to start with 500 gold! In addition, the poem "Spring Look" I created, the artistic conception in it, is to ask the world.

, Who else can create it? (except Du Fu)!"

"I'm afraid there is no such thing for the time being! The eighth prince's talent, old ministers and others, are beyond the reach of the world!"

"So, I started with a bid of 500 gold, isn't it a scam for you?"

After saying that, Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay, 500 gold, we will start bidding! The minister who wants this "Spring Hope" created by this prince will start bidding 500 gold. I will sell it to whoever I want it!

”

As soon as Li Chengfeng finished speaking, Du Ruhui from the audience raised his hand and said, "Eighth Prince, I want me, I want it, the old minister wants it! 500 gold, the old minister wants this "Spring Look"!"

In fact, Du Ruhui went home last night and discussed with his wife, saying that he would spend 2,000 gold to buy a poem by the Eighth Prince.

Is his wife crazy when she scolded Du Ruhui on the spot?

How much cloth and food can you buy for 2,000 gold? It’s a waste to buy calligraphy and painting!

Finally, Du Ruhui made a compromise again and said that he would get 500 gold before his wife agreed.

Du Ruhui was not afraid of his wife, but wanted to seek her opinion and then make a conclusion.

When Du Ruhui bid 500 gold, Li Jing behind him immediately raised his hand and said, "Eighth Prince, Lao Chen, I like the song "Spring Look" you created very much. Lao Chen is willing to buy it for 800 gold!"

"Okay, 800 gold, 800 gold, who else is there? Who else wants to buy it? The quality is guaranteed, absolutely original poems, you can fight for the price yourself, you will be free from being deceived, you will be free from being deceived!

”

Li Chengfeng shouted loudly on the podium again.

Li Shimin couldn't help but pat his forehead hard.

This little bastard is so good at doing business?

Even if we don’t price calligraphy and paintings, we still have to hold an auction? Let these ministers compete with each other?

He is really good at making money?

At this moment, Li Shimin raised his hand and said, "I will give you 1,000 gold!"

"Ah? The emperor made a offer?"

"What? 1,000 gold? The emperor has offered 1,000 gold?"

"I want this too, but I dare not bid. If it angers the emperor, it would be bad!"

The ministers behind them began to chatter and discuss.

And Li Chengfeng also felt a clue.

Why didn’t these ministers dare to bid after Li Shimin bid?

It must be because they were afraid that Li Shimin was the emperor and were afraid that they would anger Li Shimin, so they didn't dare to bid, right?

So Li Chengfeng fanned the flames again and said, "My ministers, please don't dare to bid because of some kind of authoritative oppression! Today is the auction conference of my eighth prince Li Chengfeng. I, Li Chengfeng, promised you that you will put these auction houses

All the money I got was used to support the common people who moved from Youzhou City! So, please ask everyone to bid farewell to it. My father will definitely not say anything about you, right?”

"Oh? So that's it?"

Li Shimin murmured.

"Ding, the amazement from Li Shimin, naughty value is 99!"

Li Shimin was surprised.

It turns out that the reason why Li Chengfeng held this auction was to raise money to help the poor people who moved to Youzhou City?

After saying this, Li Shimin was immediately moved and almost burst into tears!

So Li Shimin turned his head and looked at the ministers behind him, waved his hand and shouted, "What kind of politeness do you all pretend to be me? Don't dare to bid because I am the emperor. Today, you don't have to give me face, but

We must give face to the Eighth Prince and the people who have moved to Youzhou City!"

"Today, I will also participate in this auction! So you don't have to take into account my feelings. I have a sense of the calligraphy and paintings of the Eighth Prince. If you like it, I will never stop you, but I will support you very much if you like it.

This is how to do it!”

After Li Shimin finished speaking, the civil and military ministers in the court immediately showed happy smiles on their faces.

Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands and smiled and said, "It's the emperor, then the old minister is not polite! To be honest, although the old minister does not understand literary talent, the old minister knows the saying that the war is for three months, and the letter from home is worth ten thousand gold! So,

With this sentence, just by the eighth prince, he said that he would donate all the money for auctioning calligraphy and paintings to the refugees in Youzhou City, and the old minister was willing to bid 1,500 gold!"

"Okay, okay, Duke Lu is so domineering!"
Chapter completed!