Volume 3: The Mystery in the Painting Chapter 164: The Saint of Painting
"Hey, isn't this the head catcher from Kyoto Prefecture? What, could it be that you're leaving the job of being a catcher and planning to engage in painting instead?"
As soon as Wang Tengyan opened his mouth, many people looked towards Hang Tianyi.
In the eyes of these scholars, people of Hang Tianyi's status are actually looked down upon.
In fact, throughout the ages, the identity of a police officer has been somewhat embarrassing.
You said they are not officials, and they are not, but they are working in the government.
Normally, when these people patrol, they are also very disliked.
To put it in a harsher way, it’s a dog-eat-dog fight against human power.
Of course, ordinary people still respect these people. They don't know the difference between officials and officials, but they can come into contact with Hang Tianyi and others.
Moreover, the police officers of Kyoto Prefecture have always been respected by the people.
It's just that recently, there have been more incidents like this. The continuous murder cases have caused rumors to spread throughout the capital.
In fact, it is not only Hang Tianyi and others who are helpless about this, but the officials are also helpless.
"Nothing, I just came to take a look. The second young master is also interested in painting?" Hang Tianyi said.
Such words are the best form of irony. After all, everyone knows that Wang Tengyan is a second-generation master, so why would he be interested in calligraphy and painting?
Wang Tengyan's expression became calm, he just snorted, turned around and went in.
Hang Tianyi ignored it and continued walking inside. In the building, he met the overbearing president Nangong Qi.
This man of the world was involved in the gatherings of rich people and in the exchanges of literati. He was really involved in all walks of life.
"Brother Hang, what a coincidence!" Nangong Qi said with a smile.
Hang Tianyi also smiled. It was indeed a coincidence. If he hadn't met Nangong Qi here, there wouldn't be a single person talking to him.
"Brother Nangong is really busy with business!" Hang Tianyi stepped forward and walked a few steps with Nangong Qi.
In terms of good looks, she is definitely not as good as Nangong Qi, but in terms of masculinity, she is much better.
But when they walk together, they don't violate harmony at all.
One is tall and full of sunshine, and the other is slightly feminine, but there is an indescribable sense of mystery that attracts others to explore and find out the cause.
In this way, it will naturally attract the attention of many beautiful girls.
To be honest, he usually wears the clothes of a police officer. Although Hang Tianyi is good-looking, few women will take a second look at him.
Someone really likes this feeling of being surrounded by stars, but no matter what, his identity is to catch his head.
In fact, Hang Tianyi doesn't think there is anything wrong with being a policeman at all.
I just work as a police officer and have to think about the case every day, which kills my brain cells very seriously.
"Brother Hang, do you know that today's painting and calligraphy exchange meeting is extraordinary? Shopkeeper Fan is so awesome that he even invited Painting Sage and Painting Crazy, two leaders in the world of calligraphy and painting!" Nangong Qi said.
Hang Tianyi's mind suddenly moved: "The painting sage...Wu Daozi?"
Nangong Qi couldn't help but be stunned, Wu Daozi, who is this person?
Hang Tianyi coughed dryly. He knew that he wanted to do it again. This was not in the Tang Dynasty. How could he meet Wu Daozi?
Until now, Hang Tianyi still can't figure out how this world is related to ancient times.
Just know that many things here are the same as on earth.
For example, the Taoist founder Lao Tzu, the Buddha Tathagata, and the sage Confucius, these are simply ancient societies.
However, there are no historical records of this ancient society on earth.
Of course, at this time, Hang Tianyi was too lazy to pay attention.
No matter what kind of world this is, if you want to survive, you have to do something.
No matter whether it is feudal society or modern society, there is no way to change this.
"Gu Yuanci, the painting idiot, is here too?" Hang Tianyi added.
Nangong Qi nodded: "This man has always been aloof and unkind. Except for Fan Dinghua, the shopkeeper of Rongbaozhai, no one can be invited. Painting saint Wu Jingming is a god-like figure. As long as he is willing to take action, a painting
At least the starting price is 50,000 taels of silver. Many people from the calligraphy and painting industry are here today, and there must be some of them looking for paintings!"
Hang Tianyi nodded. He didn't expect that the painting saint here also had the surname Wu. This was such a fate.
The two walked while talking, and soon they reached a crowded place in front.
I saw a group of people surrounding a young man, walking towards this side.
Nangong Qi said: "This is the painting sage Wu Jingming!"
"Huh? Isn't this kind of character usually an old man with a white beard? How come... he became an overly handsome young man?"
Hang Tianyi feels that many things in this world are too abnormal.
On this occasion, many of the people surrounding Wu Jingming were women.
Obviously, this is another dream lover for countless people.
Hang Tianyi knows that people like this are usually scumbags, just like Lian Bufan.
The prerequisites for a scumbag are handsome, rich, and talented, and Wu Jingming obviously has two of them. Therefore, it is reasonable for Hang Tianyi to think so.
At this moment, Fan Dinghua, Lian Bufan, Ye Zhenzhen and others all came over.
This time, it was really a gathering of celebrities.
Hang Tianyi was squeezed into the sea of people. He was really a drop in the ocean, and few people would notice him.
Ye Zhenzhen saw Hang Tianyi here and frowned slightly.
It's not that she is too sensitive. She has dealt with Hang Tianyi several times and knows that this is not an easy young man to deal with.
The most important thing is that Ye Zhenzhen felt that Hang Tianyi seemed to know her secret, but there was no evidence.
If Hang Tianyi had evidence, Ye Zhenzhen would understand that she might not be able to stand here anymore.
I have to say that women's intuition is indeed terrifying.
Of course, Ye Zhenzhen not only has intuition, but also wisdom!
"It's really an honor for me to invite the painting saint here!" Fan Dinghua came over and greeted with a smile.
Wu Jingming's dignified manner, gentle demeanor, and elegant temperament are truly a model of a scholar: "Shopkeeper Fan is so polite. It's because Shopkeeper Fan has the intention to spend money to hold such an exchange meeting to give us an opportunity to get to know each other and communicate with our colleagues."
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Fan Dinghua let out a hearty laugh: "Although I am in business, it is my honor to be able to promote the development of the calligraphy and painting industry. It is my honor to meet the top masters in this industry!"
At this time, many people were echoing the idea and were already making plans to get a painting from Wu Jingming.
At this time, the painting madman Gu Yuanci also came!
Unlike Wu Jingming, there was almost no one around Gu Yuanci.
Of course, Gu Yuanci has nothing to do with being handsome.
But there was an indescribable temperament about Gu Yuanci, which was also extremely attractive.
But his cold face and the cold aura emanating from his body made people afraid to approach him easily.
"Master Gu is here too!" Fan Dinghua was the first to say hello.
At this moment, everyone's eyes suddenly moved to Gu Yuanci.