Qin Meng suddenly, isn't this what is called pretending
If you want to say nothing else, what you say is that people who have passed through later generations, how to pretend to be standard, that is more than the ancients.
"Go, find me a white fan, not too small, not too big, one cubit long enough." Qin Meng immediately thought of a costume that can make him shine instantly.
Chen Yaxuan looked at Qin Meng with a smile. Did not speak much, ordered to go on, in a while. Two handfuls of white billet fans were fetched.
"Pen and ink serve." Qin Meng placed the white blank fan on the table and gave a light command.
Chen Yaxuan hurriedly studied ink and pen, wanted to see if Qin Meng wanted to write or paint.
The folding fan is an important prop for the literati to travel and socialize.
Generally speaking, if you want to take it out to make people shine. It is necessary to let the folding fan that open and close at times, there is something impressive.
Therefore, literati and elegant scholars often do not hesitate to spend their money on folding fans.
Either heavily inviting famous artists to make paintings, or invite calligraphy masters to write inscriptions. In short, after meeting with literati and daoists, it seems natural to open the folding fan, which is equivalent to opening your own door.
Chen Yaxuan's eyes widened, wanting to see what Qin Meng can do.
However, Chen Yaxuan was stunned when Qin Meng swiped his pen and wrote the first word.
There are no rules, and there is not even a little bit of basic strokes. You can only recognize that it is a word, not to mention the beauty, how you look at it, it is unsightly.
Wait for Qin Meng to finish writing all the children. Chen Yaxuan was dumbfounded.
The characters written by Qin Meng are completely messed up, but those few characters are very charming, coupled with Qin Meng’s graffiti-like splashing ink, these terrible characters, but with a wild agility, let At first glance, people look like a man of extreme dust.
"Prince, son. You, can you also inscribe a picture for me?" Chen Yaxuan was stunned by Qin Meng without realizing it.
Qin Meng finally found a sense of contentment. He waved his hand and said impatiently, "Go go, a little kid, what kind of fan do you want to fill the door? It's enough to have this young man supporting the scene by himself."
Chen Yaxuan looked at Qin Meng bitterly. Suddenly he smiled slyly: "My son, if you don't give me the inscription, then I will have to do it myself."
Qin Meng felt that this little girl's head was trying to mess with something, but they didn't do anything that was unacceptable, and there was nothing to say.
Chen Yaxuan snorted slightly. Asking Qin Meng to turn his head, he hurriedly wrote a few words on another white fan, quickly dried it, and immediately closed it and hid it.
Qin Meng became curious, and wanted to ask Chen Yaxuan several times what he was writing, but he couldn't say anything, but after all, he didn't ask.
Chen Yaxuan hid the fan on his body, ignored Qin Meng, and prepared things for himself. At dusk, I found Qin Meng and said that he wanted to meet the leader of Jiangnan scholars. I was about to reach the Qinhuai River, and it was just right to start at this time.
Qin Meng is not a person to take lightly. Even if I went to see the literati, I made thorough preparations. He made Xie Yun not have to follow him personally, but he adjusted two hundred elite soldiers, all dressed in casual clothes, and followed him from a distance to make every effort.
What Qin Meng didn't expect was that although Chen Yaxuan knew that the Qinhuai River was a place often visited by literati, she didn't know the exact location.
However, Chen Yaxuan was hard to come by. She asked everybody, where is the most famous actor on the Qinhuai River. After summing up the answers, Chen Yaxuan identified a very famous actor, Jin Kuifang.
After inquiring about the general location, Chen Yaxuan hurried there with Qin Meng.
"Ya Xuan, is this reliable?" Qin Meng suddenly felt a little idiot. How does it look like going out on this trip to have fun, and where does it look like doing business
Chen Yaxuan snorted: "My son, just put a hundred hearts on it. Jinkuifang is the most prestigious actor on the Qinhuai River recently. There are two oiranis on it. Hey, literati, if you don’t have a kiss Fangze, how can it be considered suave and romantic?"
Qin Meng was silent, Chen Yaxuan might be a little bit radical, but it was a true portrayal of the era at that time.
After leaving for half a cup of tea, Chen Yaxuan pointed to the distance and said, "Master, that big boat is Jinkuifang."
Qin Meng followed the direction of Chen Yaxuan's fingers, and saw a large boat the size of four courtyards lay across the river.
This big ship is covered with bright lanterns, and each lantern is decorated with brocade flowers, just like a fairy palace with clusters of flowers, hanging on the Qinhuai River.
That's right, according to the description given by passers-by, this is Jin Kuifang.
The two Qin Meng and Chen Yaxuan walked straight to the side of Jin Kuifang, and were about to follow the connecting plank between the shore and the hull. Suddenly, several sturdy men in Jin clothes appeared in the dark.
"Stop, what are you doing?" the leader asked, looking badly. (End of this chapter)