The more everyone read, the more frightened they became. These ten poems, picked out at random, are all excellent works. Even a peerless genius would not be able to have such a surge of literary thoughts.
In terms of poetic attainments, Zhao Huan is indeed not as famous as Zhao Ji.
But a piece of paper containing ten authentic masterpieces is something unique in itself!
Plus a creative background…
The value of this poem is immeasurable.
There were already people at the scene who were impatient and planned to grab this authentic work in one go before others recovered from the shock.
"I would like to give you ten thousand taels of silver to collect the prince's calligraphy treasures."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.
Among the people gathered in Genyueli, in addition to the true righteous people who care about the world, many of them had received "inside information" and knew that the fund-raising would be conducted in the form of an auction, so they came here specifically to speculate.
Although His Majesty's poems are good, but after all, they are blessed by the word "imperial power", so they can only be hung at home to be treasured and enshrined, and they must not be resold easily.
But Zhao Huan's poems are different. As long as you meet the right buyer, you will definitely make a fortune!
Smelling the smell of money, bidders came and went.
"I didn't expect that the prince has such a great talent. If I hadn't raised money for charity today, everyone in the world would have been kept in the dark. I am willing to give thirteen thousand taels of silver to support the prince!"
"Who said that the prince is mediocre before? He wrote ten masterpieces with half a stick of incense, even if he is a literary star, he is nothing more than that!"
"Fifteen thousand taels!"
"Don't be nagging. I am bound to get this calligraphy treasure today. It's 20,000 yuan. Anyone who wants to compete with my Zhou family needs to weigh his own weight first."
"Zhou family? I've never heard of it! Are they a bumpkin from the local area? Do you have a say in Bianjing? Twenty-five thousand! If you dare to bid, I will add another five thousand!"
"Such masterpieces can only be found in heaven, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are priceless."
No one expected that a piece of calligraphy would cause a sensation. In comparison, even His Majesty's calligraphy would pale in comparison.
Zhao Ji's face looked extremely ugly.
As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. He never arrogantly believed that his talents and learning were the best in the Song Dynasty.
But he lost to his own son, and he was the most useless of all sons.
Zhao Ji felt as if he had been deeply humiliated. He even suspected that this traitor had known for a long time that he was going to auction his calligraphy treasures, so he prepared ten poems in advance, just to make himself embarrassed in public.
But……
All of this happened because of Gao Yaokang. How could Zhao Huan predict Gao Yaokang's every move?
If Mo Bao hadn't been photographed, Zhao Ji would have had someone take it down now, so as not to hang it there in embarrassment...
Zhu Lian outside the door had already opened his eyes and looked at the excited crowd with surprise in his eyes.
Zhao Huan can write poetry?!
Shi Cai even managed to keep His Majesty's head under control?
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhu Lian would never believe it was true.
At this moment, the extremely excited businessman had already sold Zhao Huan's calligraphy treasure for 30,000 taels of silver!
And the momentum shows no signs of weakening, but is getting stronger.
No one doubts that if this momentum continues, Zhao Huan's calligraphy can easily exceed 50,000 taels of silver.
Zhu Lian's mood was extremely complicated.
"Why has this guy never shown his poetic talent?"
"Since the calligraphy treasures are so valuable, just by selling poems, you will have inexhaustible wealth, but this guy is watching the palace fall into ruin..."
"Could it be that because of the Zhu family's long-arm rule over the years, he already had resentment in his heart, so he deliberately retaliated and appreciated my misery?"
"In that case, why did he bother to cover up my shame outside Gen Yue's gate before?"
Zhu Lian couldn't understand this crazy prince more and more.
The same person who couldn't understand was Gao Yaokang. He was already sure of winning, but Zhao Huan's calligraphy skills directly kicked him into the abyss.
Not to mention kneeling down to serve tea, the reputation of the Gao family was completely ruined.
The 30,000 taels of silver were even more deadly. Together with the previous 59,000 taels, Qin Feng had already cheated him out of nearly 90,000 taels of silver!
In other words, the blood shed by the Gao family is equivalent to 10% of the annual currency raised!
He can no longer afford so much money. When his father comes forward, his status in the Gao family will definitely plummet.
Gao Yaokang could only take the risk, pointed at Zhao Huan and roared: "Cheating! You are obviously cheating!"
"Who in the world can write ten excellent poems in half a stick of incense?"
"Either you are prepared in advance, or you are stealing someone's calligraphy!"
How could the surrounding household children watch Zhao Huan stand out in the fund-raising meeting?
They echoed one after another.
"Master Gao's words are reasonable. No one in the world has such poetic talent!"
"Prince Ding, you are clearly bullying and teasing me!"
Zhao Ji didn't believe that this traitor had such a great talent, so he immediately winked at Tong Guan.
Tong Guan pretended to be upright and said: "Your doubts are not unreasonable."
"Prince Ding, how can you prove that these poems are indeed written by you?"
Zhao Huan had long expected that someone would question him, so he shrugged calmly.
"The Song Dynasty valued literature over martial arts. Under the influence of such an atmosphere, I am good at writing some short poems, which is reasonable."
Gao Yaokang snorted softly: "A little poem? The prince's words are really heroic. These little poems of yours are worth a lot of money. I can't do it without checking them!"
Gao Yaokang turned around and looked at the officials in the distance.
The director of the Imperial Academy stood up and bowed to Sanxiu Hall: "I have never heard of these poems."
What?
While Gao Yaokang was stunned, the bachelor of the Hanlin Academy also stood up.
"If these poems were written by others, they must have been praised among the people, and the Hanlin Academy would not know anything about them."
"Although the prince's move shocked everyone, it is unfair to accuse the prince of stealing calligraphy treasures without any basis."
Both the Imperial Academy and the Hanlin Academy spoke out, and Gao Yaokang was completely disheartened.
He never dreamed that Zhao Huan, an idiot, could hide so deeply!
But at this time, Tong Guan added: "Since it's difficult to make a final decision, why not ask the prince to show off his magical skills again?"
"You don't have to have ten poems, as long as you write three in one go, you will be considered innocent."
As soon as this statement came out, Gao Yaokang was overjoyed!
Zhu Lian frowned slightly. Even if it was to determine the future of the palace, she could not just watch these traitors and sycophants bully Zhao Huan so shamelessly!
She stood up directly and said softly: "Reciting poems in pairs requires the flow of literary thoughts. If you don't have to think about it and you can easily pick up masterpieces, then what is the value of the so-called calligraphy treasures?"
Tong Guan looked hypocritical: "Your Highness, the old slave is also thinking about the prince. If he cannot prove his innocence, he is afraid of being criticized and speculated by the people in the world. Wouldn't it be detrimental to the king's authority?"