Li Shimin sighed helplessly again, and suddenly felt a little ashamed of himself.
Li Bai was born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and Du Fu was born in the turbulent Tang Dynasty.
One is a poetic immortal and the other is a poetic saint.
Li Chengfeng just needs to take their poems and copy them!
Take out their famous poems and sentences, isn’t that one?
The ministers and Li Shimin were immediately burst into tears!
"Haha, the Eighth Prince was able to write such a poem when he was young, because the Eighth Prince was so talented and intelligent, the Emperor!" Du Ruhui said.
"Yes, the Eighth Prince is recognized by everyone as the world's number one prodigy, so we are only surprised that the Eighth Prince can write such a poem, but we don't think it's strange!" Wei Zheng also clasped his fists and said.
Li Shimin nodded and shouted a few more times again.
Li Chengfeng waved his little hand on the podium and said, "The price of 500 gold is low, and the auction of "The Song of the Thatched Hut is Broken by the Autumn Wind" has begun. Who is the bid?"
"The old minister is willing to pay 800 gold to buy it!" Wei Zheng was the first to raise his hand.
"The old minister paid a thousand gold!" Du Ruhui said the second time. He thought that this time, he would buy a poem about the Eighth Prince back.
Before, they thought that the low price of 500 gold was too expensive. Now they realized that these poems were priceless and could not be bought with money!
So, ministers began to compete for the first time, treating treasures as treasures, and bid desperately to auction the calligraphy and paintings in Li Chengfeng's hand.
In the end, this painting "The Song of the Thatched Hut Destroyed by the Autumn Wind" fell into Wei Zheng's hands for a price of 2,800 gold.
In fact, Li Shimin also wanted to yell, but Li Shimin felt that he had already obtained a picture of "About Wine", and let the ministers go to auction the rest of the wine.
In addition, Li Chengfeng will donate the auction money to rice to the poor people who moved from Youzhou City. So Li Shimin discovered Li Chengfeng's thoughts and immediately felt that Li Chengfeng's good intentions were!
...
The auction lasted all day, and Li Chengfeng worked from around 8 o'clock in the morning until 9 o'clock in the evening.
After lunch, he still auctioned poems, and it was not until the evening that Li Chengfeng began auctioning paintings.
Although, Li Chengfeng's paintings are very good.
However, in the prosperous era of literary talent in the Tang Dynasty, the appreciation of paintings was far less than that of poetry and handwriting.
In the end, the landscape painting was sold for a thousand gold, while the painting "Golden Dragon" was bought by Li Shimin for 2,500 gold.
At the end of the auction, Li Chengfeng finally sold out the ten poems and five paintings in his hand.
However, the price of buying paintings is far less expensive than that of selling poems.
Seeing this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead: "Huh, it's really unlucky. If I had known it, I would have written more poems instead of drawing! Drawing is tiring and cumbersome. I am a copywriter and it doesn't taste good.
Is it?"
Li Chengfeng murmured to himself.
But in short, he still made a lot of money today.
Li Chengfeng calculated that the most expensive "Spring View" bought 3,000 gold, the cheapest landscape ink painting, sold 1,000 gold, and other poetry and paintings sold about 2,000 gold.
This far exceeded Li Chengfeng's imagination.
Previously, Li Chengfeng felt that as long as he bid 1,500 gold, he would not lose too much, but later, after Li Chengfeng's promotion, the price actually increased by about 500 gold?
And this auction also far exceeded the money Li Chengfeng expected to get.
Originally, Li Chengfeng planned to buy 20,000 gold and would not lose money, but now he calculated carefully and found that he had auctioned about 32,000 gold.
Another big money!
Li Chengfeng's face was filled with joy!
"Hahaha, the auction for all the ministers is over. I have no calligraphy and painting in my hands! I will finish work, let's go home and have a good rest. Good night, I will take a step first!"
After saying that, Li Chengfeng was so excited that he was very excited.
When he was about to leave the Wenxuan Pavilion, he turned around and said, "My ministers, and my father, remember to send the auction money to my town palace tomorrow! I said,
All my money is used to help the common people in Youzhou City. If anyone blames the debt, don’t blame me for being rude!”
"Haha, don't worry, the Eighth Prince, how could we betray the debt?"
"Yes, the Eighth Prince, just wait in the town palace tomorrow. Old ministers will send money here!"
Du Ruhui and Wei Zheng said in unison.
Li Chengfeng nodded slightly and said, "Okay, that prince is waiting for you in the town palace!"
...
The next morning, when Li Chengfeng woke up from the bed, he saw many ministers who ordered the servants in their mansion to carry a lot of gold to the yard of the Zhenwang Mansion.
They were talking and laughing there.
When Li Chengfeng walked out of the bedroom door, Li Lizhi and Wu Xu immediately surrounded him.
I saw two little girls looking at Li Chengfeng with a smile on their faces and said, "Brother Feng'er, you are so amazing. You have earned more than 30,000 gold in just one day!"
"Yes, the Eighth Prince, I thought those poems were worthless, but I didn't expect to be able to sell them at such a high price? This money is something that ordinary people can't make in their entire lives!"
Wu Xu looked at Li Chengfeng with his eyes shining, and he was deeply admiring him in his heart.
Li Lizhi said: "More than 30,000 yuan in gold, let alone the life of an ordinary person, even ten years of life, he can't make so much money!"
"yes!"
Li Chengfeng smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, and said, "Actually, it's the first time auction is valuable. If I do an auction next time, I may not be able to sell such a high price!"
"Ah? Why, the Eighth Prince, as long as you think, can you write a poem casually and sell thousands of gold?"
Wu Xu asked in confusion.
Li Chengfeng replied, "It's not that true! In fact, you need to know one truth about calligraphy and painting, that is, things are precious because they are rare!"
"If I mass-produced too much, it is very likely that it will be worthless! But if there are only ten poems and five paintings in the entire Tang Dynasty, then these are unique products and will appear even more valuable!"
"Oh, so that's the reason?" Wu Xu smiled slightly.
Li Lizhi also said: "Feng'er is worthy of being my younger brother, she is smart and mechanic!"
"Hmph, that's of course!"
...
"The Eighth Prince, the 3,000 gold of the old minister is placed in the courtyard of your town palace. If nothing else, the old minister will take his leave first!" Yuchi Jingde clasped his fists and said to Li Chengfeng.
"So many, you go!" Li Chengfeng also waved to him slightly.
Afterwards, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and others also put down their money one by one and left the Zhenwang Mansion.
Chapter completed!