After being exposed, Wang Wenzheng trembled all over, sweating profusely, and was at a loss.
Mu Xiangui and Mickey Mouse were also shocked: "Master Wang?"
Li Xuan asked: "This person is very famous?"
Mu Xiangui nodded and said, "He is an honorary director of the National Calligraphy Association and a famous calligraphy master Wang Wenzheng. He is one of the top experts and scholars in the domestic calligraphy and painting circle, and is especially good at copying ancient books. No wonder he copied two words.
That's good..."
Mickey Mouse also murmured: "It's you... you didn't expect it, you didn't expect it."
On the screen of the mobile phone, Su Mingrui was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him: "Wang Wenzheng, you bastard! Everyone trusts you so much and asks you to be the leader of the research team. You actually used your power for personal gain and secretly copied the question to auction?
I let me down, everyone down, the National Museum down, and the Calligraphy Association down!"
Wang Wenzheng softened all over and sat down and said, "Give me a chance, I'm confused for a while! I didn't want to do it at first, but my brother-in-law owed a lot of usury in business. I'm so short of money, so I can only think of this.
I'm going to make money."
Su Mingrui said angrily: "If you are short of money, you can tell us. If you help you get it together, you will have it. It's so hateful that you do such a shameless thing!"
Wang Wenzheng cried, "I know I was wrong. Lao Su, for the sake of the same fate as everyone's colleagues, please let me go."
Su Mingrui shook his head and said, "It's useless for me not to forgive you. It's not important for the National Museum to forgive you. The most important thing is whether Li Xuan is willing to forgive you!"
Everyone looked at Li Xuan.
After all, the only one who has the real power to hold him accountable is Li Xuan.
If Li Xuan was willing to let Wang Wenzheng go, everything would be easy.
Li Xuan said lightly: "No one will not make mistakes, everyone has to pay the price for mistakes. I will never forgive you for copying the calligraphy I donated to make a profit for yourself. Remember, eating mine,
I must spit it out!"
In fact, what Li Xuan is most angry is that you can copy it, but you can copy it. It just makes a copy that only has form but no spirit. Although it is already very good in the eyes of ordinary people, it is still a hundred streets away from the original.
What about distance? If someone misunderstood me, I am only at this level, of course you, Wang Wenzheng, will bear this responsibility!
Wang Wenzheng's whole body became soft and fainted.
Li Xuan's words would be finalized even if he had made Wang Wenzheng a final decision.
What awaited him next was the expulsion of the Calligraphy Association, the handling of the National Museum, and even legal prosecution. His work, his reputation, and the rest of his life were all destroyed.
Don’t stretch out your hand, you will be caught!
Mu Xiangui asked someone to drag Wang Wenzheng out, and the copy was also found and directly destroyed.
Su Mingrui apologized to Li Xuan in a vain and promised that the same situation would not happen again.
Li Xuan said: "Master Su doesn't have to blame himself."
"I just feel sorry for you. If you believe in us like this, there is such a scum among us." Su Mingrui sighed.
After saying a few more words, the two sides cut off the call as Su Mingrui apologized over and over again.
Li Xuan looked at Mickey Mouse again and said lightly: "Do you believe it now?"
Without saying a word, Mickey Mouse took out her suitcase, entered the password and opened it. After taking out the treasured Xin Zhongnan painting and said, "The painting is here!"
Li Xuan nodded slightly and unfolded the painting.
With just one glance, Li Xuan was sure. This was indeed a work of an immortal.
In the painting, there are distant green mountains, rugged rocks, bulging peaks, hurried plants and gurgling streams.
There was a thin and vigorous old man in the mountains standing by the stream, pointing his hand to a corner of the mountains. Although the character was very small, his facial features were portrayed very clearly.
The most important thing is that there is a calm fairy spirit in the painting. Ordinary people may not be able to see it. At most, they feel that the brushstrokes are super easy and out of the world. Only Li Xuan, who is also an immortal, can sense the artistic conception.
Li Xuan realized that the rumors about this painting being related to Xin Zhongnan’s alchemy treasure were not groundless.
The old man in the painting should be Xin Zhongnan. The direction he used his finger was where he practiced!
This kind of painting has a special term in the fairy world called: Immortals guide the way.
There are many immortal worlds, and there will be many difficulties and obstacles on the road to cultivation, such as passing tribulation, advancing to the world, and exploring in a certain place. No one knows whether he can come back after this time, so whenever such a critical moment, the immortals will stay.
Some clues about their own caves are for future generations.
If it is done, perhaps someone can inherit their own inheritance after the long years, it will be considered as a waste of time to walk on the far road of immortality.
Li Xuan was not excited to confirm that this was indeed a guide map of the immortals about Xin Zhongnan’s treasures.
Xin Zhongnan's realm when painting should be around the golden elixir. His alchemy treasure may be a treasure for ordinary people, but for Li Xuan, who was once the Golden Immortal of Daluo, it is too ordinary.
If this kind of treasure was in the previous life, Li Xuan would not even look at it.
However, you can still go there. If you can find some old medicines that are more than a thousand years old, it will also be a supplement to the mini world.
"Exchange?" Li Xuan asked.
Mickey Mouse nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
So, Li Xuan exchanged the authentic works that had just been written and had not yet completely dried out for the immortal guide map left by alchemist Xin Zhongnan a thousand years ago.
Both sides were quite satisfied.
Mickey Mouse locked the original work into the suitcase and suddenly said, "Mr. Li, if there are similar antiquities in the future, are you interested?"
Li Xuan said: "You can contact me through Boss Mu."
Mickey Mouse nodded and said, "Okay, I look forward to working with you again! But... can I specify what words you write at that time?"
"Yes..." Li Xuan nodded and immediately added, "The number of words cannot be too many. If you ask me to write a memorial to start a teacher, I will not be tired yet."
"That certainly won't!" Mickey Mouse laughed, "It's a great time to work with you, so goodbye!"
Mickey Mouse left, and Chang Ziwei muttered, "This man has never taken off his mask. Who is he?"
Mu Xiangui said: "I have a few guesses... but I can't be sure. I only know that he must be a big shot in the collection world who calls the wind and rain."
"It doesn't matter who it is." Li Xuan put away the immortal's guidance.
After exchanging the paintings, Li Xuan paid for the auction and got the bronze tripod.
As soon as he bought the Ding, Li Xuan knew that it was right.
This is a standard medicine cauldron from the Ten Thousand Spirits and Ten Thousand Medicines Sect. Although it has been rusted over the years, the appearance has been rusted, but the spiritual energy inside has not dissipated.
"Huh!" When Li Xuan held it in his palm, he suddenly discovered that something was hidden inside the bronze tripod!