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 troubled times of the Tang Dynasty.

One is a poet and the other is a poet.

Li Chengfeng only needs to take their poems and copy them!

Take out their famous poems, which one is not Wang Zha?

Immediately, tears filled the eyes of these ministers and Li Shimin!

"Haha, the Eighth Prince is able to compose such a poem at a young age, it is the Eighth Prince's talent and intelligence, Your Majesty!" Du Ruhui said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is recognized by everyone as the number one child prodigy in the world, so we are only surprised that the Eighth Prince can write such a poem, but we are not surprised!" Wei Zheng also clasped his fists and said.

Li Shimin nodded and shouted hello again.

And Li Chengfeng was on the podium, waving his little hands, and said: "500 gold is a low price, and the auction of "The Song That Thatched Cottage Was Broken by the Autumn Wind" has started. Is there anyone asking for the price?"

"Veteran is willing to pay 800 gold to buy it!" Wei Zheng was the first to raise his hand.

"The old minister offered a thousand gold!" Du Ruhui was the second to say. He thought, this time, he will buy a poem by the Eighth Prince no matter what.

Before, they all thought that the low price of 500 gold was too expensive, but now they realize that these poems are priceless in the market, and they can't just buy them with money!

As a result, ministers one after another began to scramble to auction off Li Chengfeng's calligraphy and paintings as if they were treasures.

In the end, the "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind" fell into Wei Zheng's hands at a price of 2,800 gold.

In fact, Li Shimin also wanted to ask for a price, but Li Shimin felt that he had already got a piece of "Will Enter the Wine", and let the ministers auction the rest of the wine.

In addition, Li Chengfeng will exchange the auction money for rice and donate it to the poor who migrated from Youzhou City, so Li Shimin discovered Li Chengfeng's thoughts, and immediately felt Li Chengfeng's good intentions!

The auction lasted all day, and Li Chengfeng was busy from around eight o'clock in the morning until nine o'clock in the evening.

After lunch, poetry was still auctioned, and it was not until evening that Li Chengfeng began to auction paintings.

Although, Li Chengfeng's paintings are very good.

However, in the Tang Dynasty, the era of literary talent, the appreciation of paintings is far lower than the appreciation of poems and handwriting.

In the end, the landscape painting was sold for 1,000 gold, and the painting "Golden Dragon" was bought by Li Shimin for 2,500 gold.

At the end of the auction, Li Chengfeng finally sold the ten poems and five paintings in his hand.

But the price at which paintings are sold is far less than the price at which poems are sold.

Seeing this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Phew, it's really unlucky. If I knew it, I would write more poems instead of painting! Painting is tiring and tedious. I'm not good at being a copywriter." ?"

Li Chengfeng muttered to himself.

But all in all, he still made a lot of money today.

Li Chengfeng did some calculations. The most expensive "Spring Hope" was bought for 3,000 gold, the cheapest landscape painting was sold for 1,000 gold, and other poems and paintings were sold for around 2,000 gold.

This far exceeded Li Chengfeng's imagination.

Before, Li Chengfeng felt that as long as the bid reached 1,500 gold, he would not lose too much, but later, after Li Chengfeng promoted, the price actually increased by about 500 gold?

And this auction far exceeded the money Li Chengfeng expected to get.

Originally, Li Chengfeng planned to buy 20,000 gold without losing money, but now he calculated carefully, and actually got around 32,000 gold in the auction?

Another big money!

Li Chengfeng's face was full of joy!

"Hahaha, the auction of the ministers is over, and there is no calligraphy or painting in my prince's hand! Call it a day, let's go home and have a good rest. Good night, my prince will go first!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng was overwhelmed.

Just as he was about to walk out of the Wenxuan Pavilion, he did not forget to turn his head and say: "Ministers, and Emperor Father, remember to send the auction money to my King's Mansion tomorrow! As I said, All my money is used to help the common people in Youzhou City, if anyone reneges on their debts, don't blame me, Li Chengfeng, for being rude!"

"Haha, don't worry, Eighth Prince, how could we renege on our debts?"

"That's right, the eighth prince, you can just wait in the Zhenwang's mansion tomorrow, old ministers, I will send you money!"

Du Ruhui and Wei Zheng said in unison.

Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, and said: "Okay, the prince will be waiting for you in the Prince Zhen's Mansion!"

In the early morning of the next day, when Li Chengfeng woke up from the bed, he saw many ministers and ordered the servants of their mansion to bring a lot of gold to the courtyard of the Prince Zhen's mansion.

They were all talking and laughing over 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 smiles like flowers, and said: "Brother Feng'er, you are really good. In just one day, you have earned more than 30,000 gold!"

"That's right, Eighth Prince, I thought those poems were worthless, but I didn't expect to be able to sell them for such a high price? This money is money that ordinary people can't earn in their entire lives!"

Wu Xu looked at Li Chengfeng with glowing eyes, adored in his heart.

Li Li said: "More than 30,000 gold, not to mention the lifetime of an ordinary person, even ten lifetimes, you can't earn so much money!"

"yes!"

Li Chengfeng smiled~www.mtlnovel.com~ showing a row of white teeth, and said: "Actually, it's only worth the first auction. If I do another auction next time, I might not be able to sell it at such a high price!"

"Ah? Why, Eighth Prince, as long as you think about it, can't you just write a poem and sell it for thousands of gold?"

Wu Xu asked suspiciously.

Li Chengfeng replied, "That's not the case! In fact, calligraphy and paintings, you should know one truth, that is, rare things are precious!"

"If I mass-produce too much, it is very likely that it will be worthless! But if, in the entire Tang Dynasty, there are only ten poems and five paintings, then these are unique products, and they will be even more valuable!"

"Oh, so, is this the truth?" Wu Xu smiled slightly.

Li Lizhi also said: "Feng'er is worthy of being my younger brother, he is smart and smart!"

"Hmph, of course!"

"Eighth prince, the old minister's 3,000 gold is placed in the courtyard of your town palace. If there is nothing else, the old minister will leave first!" Yuchi Jingde said to Li Chengfeng, clasping his fists.

"A lot, let's go!" Li Chengfeng also waved slightly at him.

Afterwards, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and others all put down the money one by one, and left the Zhenwang Mansion.

Li Shimin then asked Li Junxian to send 4,000 gold.