The opening time of the second ink art exhibition was set in the afternoon, and just after noon, a large number of Chang'an city residents flocked to the south of Chang'an city with invitation tickets.

This year's Ink Art Exhibition was not as hasty as the first Ink Art Exhibition, but was carefully prepared and the venue was arranged in advance.

On the square in front of the venue, countless people from Chang'an City rushed over, Li Shimin jumped off the carriage, and Pang De hurriedly followed alongside.

"This gentleman, do you need an invitation ticket?" As soon as Li Shimin stood firm, a person lewdly approached and said.

Although Li Shimin made a private visit to Weifu this time, he was dressed in gorgeous clothes and made people look like they were either rich or expensive, and he was actually targeted by scalpers.

Pang De hurriedly stared at the person who came, and hurriedly signaled the surrounding guards to secretly protect the guards, if this person dared to have the slightest misdeeds, he would immediately take it down.

"Invitation ticket?" Li Shimin couldn't help frowning.

"This noble man doesn't know, the Mo family this time the ink art exhibition is not free to watch, only long-term subscriptions to the ink magazine will have an invitation ticket, who in Chang'an City does not want to see the ink art exhibition, there are very few people who are willing to shoot, the invitation tickets that circulate are very rare, it took a lot of effort to get two only, the noble person only needs one or two silver to go to the ink art exhibition to watch the magic of the ink art exhibition." The scalper said proudly.

"One or two silver, you sell the invitation ticket that doesn't cost money to one or two silver, you are even more shrewd than the Mo family!" Li Shimin said sarcastically.

The scalper said shamelessly: "The noble man praised it falsely, compared with the Mo family, the villain is naturally not comparable, but the villain is still very sure to sell this invitation ticket for one or two silver."

Seeing that Li Shimin had no intention of buying, the scalper swept his eyes and saw two imposing Confucian students, one tall and one short, coming over, and hurriedly went up to sell them.

Li Shimin snorted coldly, one or two pieces of silver and an invitation ticket, these people are crazy for money, who will buy it?

However, the final result surprised Li Shimin.

"A tael of silver! Okay, I want it, today I want to question Mo Jiazi in person how intentionally he made poison, and expose Mo Jiazi's hypocrisy. The two Confucian scholars said with a righteous face, each took out a tael of silver, got two tickets from the ticket seller, and rushed into the ink art exhibition.

"Hehe, it's clear that I look at each other, and I find so many reasons, although the villain is not talented, I don't believe that Mo Jiazi has a poisonous heart." The scalper looked at the back of Confucius's departure and snorted coldly.

"Why do you believe in Mo Jiazi so much!" Li Shimin couldn't help but ask curiously.

The scalper sneered and said, "If the villain is as rich as the Mo family, will he still have the heart to make poison?" Besides, if it hurts people, who wouldn't be secretive and let them know? ”

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that what he had obtained made some sense, but the sworn human and material evidence in the Confucian journal made Li Shimin have lingering doubts.

"Do you want to buy it, the villain still has two invitation tickets here!" The scalper was like a trick and took out two more invitations.

"No, we have!" Pound stepped forward and blocked the scalper's approach.

The scalper retreated to the side stupidly, knowing that these people had volumes, so why bother with it.

"It's a VIP ticket!" The scalper swept his eyes and found that Li Shimin and the others did not have to line up like ordinary people, and under the leadership of the children of the Mo family, they actually entered the VIP area directly.

In addition to giving away a lot of coupons in Chang'an City, Merton naturally did not leave behind the bigwigs in Li Shimin's court, but gave away a lot of VIP coupons, some of which were the best positions in the front row, and some were boxes with better concealment. "This is the box for the two of you!" The children of the Mo family saluted respectfully and gently closed the door of the box.

"Lord Mo has a heart." Pang De looked at the comfortable layout in the box, nodded with satisfaction, and said with satisfaction, a separate box, the concealment and security will naturally increase greatly, in addition, the box where Li Shimin is located is the best in his career, facing the center of the field.

Li Shimin snorted coldly, but his face was much better than when he came.

Li Shimin walked to the front of the box, and the ink exhibition hall that caught his eye suddenly made him gasp.

"This loser!" Li Shimin blurted out.

This is not Li Shimin alone, everyone entered the ink art exhibition, and they were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

The exhibition hall is modeled after the stadium of the later generations, the venue alone is six acres in size, and the venue is surrounded by dense seats, enough to accommodate nearly 5,000 people to watch.

In later generations, this is naturally nothing, and the luxury of any stadium can be surpassed, but in the Tang Dynasty, such a large amount of money may be an unprecedented record.

As far as Li Shimin's eyes could see, the entire venue was densely packed with people, and there were no less than 3,000 people, which was also because of the reason for unsubscribing from the ink magazine, otherwise there would have been more people participating in the ink art exhibition.

"Mo Jiazi is generous!"

"He is worthy of being a famous loser in Chang'an City, and he is different as soon as he makes a move!" Quite a few people smacked their tongues.

In the past, Mo Jiazi's largesse has been proven to have great uses, but this venue may not have any use at all except for the ink art exhibition.

"Looting the people's fat and people's ointment, arrogant and lascivious!" The two Confucian scholars, one tall and one short, glanced at each other, gritted their teeth, and saw that the Mo family was so extravagant and wasteful, and they were even more firm in their beliefs.

"People's fat and people's ointment? Every penny that the Mo family earns is innocent! A black-clothed businessman next to him glanced at the two of them dissatisfiedly, at the end of the year, the ink magazine made every item of Mojia Village's income open and transparent, and almost everyone knew that Mojia Village was only today by virtue of ink skills.

The tall Confucian argued strongly: "It was earned by the Mo family, and it was also earned from thousands of people, what is it that is not the people's fat and people's ointment?" ”

The black-clothed merchant snorted coldly and said, "You can spend the money you earn as you want, do you still need others to point fingers." ”

If it was elsewhere, as a merchant, he would naturally not dare to argue with Confucianism, but at this moment, at the ink art exhibition, no one knew him, and the merchants naturally did not look down on Confucianism.

The two Confucian scholars suddenly turned red and were speechless.

At this moment, a gong sounded throughout the city, and in the center of the venue, a young man slowly appeared in the center of the stage on a stage that had already been set up.

"Mo Jiazi!"

"Mo Jiazi!"

The audience cheered! Especially the younger generation, they are even more fanatical, Mo Jiazi can be said to be the idol of the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty, especially the case of the Han family, Mo Jiazi single-handedly changed the marriage contract system of the Tang Dynasty, which is sought after by countless young people.

"This kid!" Li Shimin tastes it, although his appearance must be more sensational, but seeing that Mo Jiazi is so popular, Li Shimin still has some mustard in his heart.

Many Confucian scholars present were even more embarrassed, Mo Jiazi had only appeared in Chang'an City for more than a year, and he already had such a momentum, and in time, who would be able to compete.

With a wave of his hand, the audience fell silent, and everyone realized that the second ink art exhibition was about to begin.

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