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Chapter 200 What fan?

 Liu Mingzhi really wanted to grab Wan Yang’s lapel and yell at him to get angry. Are you pretending to be like this young master Narcissus? “Brother, you can’t be like this. When Liu gave you money just now, many people looked at it.

arrive"

Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched as he looked at the deserted streets. The streets that were crowded just now had already become cold and deserted. All the scholars had disappeared, and even the vendors were gone.

"Brother, what do you want to say?" Wan Yang looked innocently at Liu Mingzhi, who was speaking normally.

Hey, hey, look, is this something that people do? He has a sincere, loyal and innocent expression on his face. This shameless look is quite like the style of this young master back then.

"Brother, God is watching what you do. You just swore an oath! Be careful to bring an umbrella when you go out."

Wan Yang spread his hands and said, "Brother, as the saying goes, catch a traitor and catch a double, and catch a thief and get the stolen goods. You can't just rely on the fact that I'm an outsider to accuse someone of innocence out of thin air."

Liu Mingzhi was at a loss for words, and he tapped Wan Yang fiercely with his fingers: "Okay, you are ruthless, you have the ability, no one in Jiangnan dares to play tricks on me, Liu Mingzhi, you are the number one boss in the world."

Ah, I will settle the accounts with you after attending the Deer Ming Banquet, and wait."

Liu Mingzhi's helpless look was like that of a primary school student when he said harsh words, "You wait for me to call the parents."

Watching Liu Mingzhi pulling Ying'er away, Wanyang looked surprised and tightened his eyes: "Liu Mingzhi? It's really hard to find a place after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here. I want to see who can use the push order."

What kind of hero is this guy?"

In an instant, Wan Yang's shrewd, calm and see-through look disappeared, and he became calm and steady again and chased Liu Mingzhi: "Brother Liu, wait a minute, I'm also going to attend the Luming Banquet, along the way!"

He glanced at Wan Yang Liu Mingzhi, who was winking at him with a sullen face, and shuddered. He must have met Master Rabbit. I don't want to say this, "Get out."

Wan Yang didn't care about Liu Mingzhi's attitude: "Hey, Brother Liu, what are you talking about? You are attending the Luming Banquet, and I am also going to attend the Luming Banquet. Meeting each other is fate, wouldn't it be wrong for you and me to go together?

Beautiful.”

"Whoever meets you is fate, you idiot."

"Brother Liu, don't reject people like this from thousands of miles away. Make friends. I met Brother Liu in Wanyang, Xiabei Xinjiang."

Liu Mingzhi consciously distanced himself from Wan Yang: "Give me twenty taels of silver and talk about other things, otherwise we won't have to talk."

"Silver? What kind of silver? I really don't understand what you are talking about, Brother Liu."

"Haha, you just pretend to be thick-skinned. I have never admired anyone except my old man when it comes to being thick-skinned. From today on, you will definitely be like this. I have to say that you succeeded. I admire you." Liu Mingzhi raised his eyebrows.

Thumbs up

Wan Yang opened the folding fan and started fanning it freely: "I have long heard that the people in Jiangnan are poor and hard to measure. This is the first time I have seen it. It is true."

Well? Liu Mingzhi looked at the folding fan in Wan Yang's hand in surprise. Ivory was the fan bone, and the landscape on the fan corresponded to the profound artistic conception. The corners of the fan were embroidered with gold thread. It was definitely a rare treasure. It seemed that Wan Yang's identity was indeed true.

not simple.

This fan alone is no less than a thousand taels of silver. Although Liu Mingzhi does not know much about these aspects, the painting on the fan is definitely from the hands of a famous artist. He is familiar with 300 Tang poems and can recite them even if he can't compose them.

Although Liu Mingzhi didn't understand these principles, Liu Zhian's collection of treasures for the sake of arty elegance was definitely one of the best in Jiangnan. Liu Mingzhi's vision gradually improved after seeing more. The fan in Wan Yang's hand was definitely worth a lot of money.

Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes, "Wan, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. You have to be merciless first."

"F*ck, ufo." Liu Mingzhi suddenly stopped and pointed at the sky and exclaimed, as if he had seen ghosts and gods in horror, which made people believe that there was indeed something rare to see in the sky.

This routine was already familiar to elementary school students in later generations, but Wan Yang and Ying'er didn't know this kind of dirty routine, so they looked curiously in the direction Liu Mingzhi pointed.

Yinger's face suddenly turned red, and a foreign object was stuffed into her clothes.

"My, my, my fan, my Wanli Jiangshan jade fan!" Wan Yang looked at his empty hands and let out a loud cry.

Liu Mingzhi scratched his head and looked at the cloudless sky with a confused look on his face: "Fan? What kind of fan? Brother Wan, what are you talking about? Where is the fan? Ying'er, have you seen Brother Wan fanning himself?"

At this time, Ying'er didn't understand that the thing in her arms was the folding fan that Wanyang had stuffed into her by the young master. She glanced at the young master with resentment. She was still a yellow-flowered girl, and the young master didn't say hello in advance.

But at this time, Ying'er naturally knew that she couldn't dismantle the young master, and responded with a confused look on her face: "Fan? Young master, what are you talking about? Where is the fan? We didn't bring a fan with us when we went out."

Wan Yang didn't know what happened, but he must have been manipulated by Liu Mingzhi while he was stunned.

I heard that although Liu Mingzhi has extraordinary talents, his actions are different from ordinary people. When I saw him today, it turned out to be true. I was afraid that the fan would never come back.

Wan Yang may not care about a folding fan worth a thousand taels of silver, but what the fan represents cannot be ignored. It is a symbol of status.

Looking at Liu Mingzhi strangely, Wan Yang frowned and said nothing.

"Hey, Brother Wan, what are you looking at? It seems as if I have done something shameful. Be careful, I will sue you for slandering me."

"Haha, to borrow a phrase from Brother Liu, God is watching what you do, and there are gods when you raise your head. Brother Liu should remember to bring an umbrella when he goes out."

"What do you mean by the surname Wan? Do you think that I stole your fan? Why don't you go and find out what kind of existence I, Liu Mingzhi, am in Jiangnan? Do you have the strength to compare my money with Liu Mingzhi's? I know how to do it.

Coveting your broken fan?"

Wan Yang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Didn't Brother Liu say he didn't know what a fan was? Why are you talking about fans again at this time?"

Damn it, I fell into a trap. This guy has such insidious thoughts that he actually seduced me.

Without stopping, Liu Mingzhi unzipped his belt, opened his robe and faced Wan Yang: "I can't do this young master. You have to prove my innocence. Come on, find the fan and pull off the head."

Let me kick you like a Cuju!"

Looking at Young Master Liu who shamelessly made this move, Wan Yang looked unnatural and did not dare to look at the open-minded Liu Mingzhi. Are people who behave like this really the ones who conspire to extend their favor? They will not spread the word.

There must be a mistake! Wan Yang couldn't help but become suspicious.

Liu Mingzhi, who fastened his belt, smiled disdainfully, "You are worse than shameless to me. When the young master was walking around under the moon, you didn't know where you were sucking milk."

"What a bastard!" Young Master Liu stumbled and was almost kicked to the ground.

"Father-in-law, why are you out here?" Liu Mingzhi looked at Qi Run, whose face was gloomy, with an embarrassed expression.

Yuanwailang Zhao Fengshou stood aside with a smile on his face: "Master Qi, Liu Jieyuan is also the number one scholar, how can you treat him like this!"

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