The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields

  Chapter 141 False

   Meaning? What does it mean?

   Tell everyone how you want to make money?

  Thinking of this, Liang Yi couldn't help rolling his eyes, Ma Liang, this brat, is really boring.

  While thinking about it, the heroine began to make up nonsense, but these people were greatly shocked by the nonsense stories, and some women even burst into tears.

   "The master is worthy of being a master. I didn't expect that there is a mystery hidden in this small painting."

   "It's really touching. I didn't expect the master to pay so much for painting."

  The scene was full of amazement, followed by praise and amazement after sentence after sentence.

   "This painting is fake, it's fake!" At this moment, someone in the crowd said such a sentence, like thunder on the ground.

Everyone's eyes were full of surprise, and they all went to find out who the speaker was, but then a man who looked like a scholar stood up in the crowd, "It is undeniable that this painting is extremely beautiful, but this painting is definitely not yours." drawn!"

   "Even the painters of the palace are not so good. This painting was stolen, so it must not be painted by you." The man pointed at Liang Yidao, with an accusatory tone.

   Ma Liang on the side looked very angry at this scene, looked at the scholar and said, "My lord, please be careful with what you say."

  Seeing Ma Liang, the attendant next to him seemed to be on the verge of a war with this young master, and could not help but sweat on his face. The servant standing by saw that something was wrong, and immediately came over, "Master Ma, Steward Ma!"

  Ma Liang wanted to speak again, but when the attendant approached him, he didn't make a sound. Then the attendant came to talk next to Ma Liang, whispering to Ma Liang.

  Seeing a few drops of cold sweat coming out of Ma Liang's forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ma Liang didn't dare to speak at once, and then he didn't say anything more.

  Liang Yi didn't know what the attendant and Ma Liang said just now, but he just said to the scholar in front of him, speaking in a disapproving tone.

   "Since you said that none of the court painters in the palace were so powerful, then whose painting should I steal, and who has such a painting?" The eyes were also a little unfriendly.

   "This, this—" the scholar was choked, and he was eloquent just now, but now he hesitated, looking at Liang Yi with anger.

  The scholar said with a red face, "I, I don't care, I don't believe that you really have the ability to be comparable to the royal painter. You are a woman, how can you be better! This painting is definitely not yours."

  Looking at this shameless face, Liang Yi was very angry, especially when his words revealed dissatisfaction and contempt for her as a woman.

"This painting is fake." Seeing this, the scholar thought that Liang Yi had a guilty conscience, and even chased after the victory and said, "As a woman, how can she draw better than a man? With such superb painting skills, this painting must be fake , it wasn't drawn by you!"

   Driven by the scholar's continuous spiel and shamelessness, they couldn't help causing noise and discussion.

   "This person has some truth to what he said"

   "Well, my dear, I feel the same way"

   "Is this painting fake?" He asked again, "It should be real, and this artist is the one from the last auction. Is she the newly-emerged artist Jiuhe?"

   "What Jiuhe painter, I think it's all fake"

  Everyone began to doubt the authenticity of the painting, and the whole scene was buzzing with discussions.

  Liang Yi walked up to the scholar and watched him laugh heartily because of the comments and doubts he caused, and the anger in his heart increased even more.

  (end of this chapter)