It's just that it was lost at the time
Qi Yan returned to the study with the copied book and two pairs of characters. The shopkeeper saw Qi Yan's eyes lit up and hurriedly walked out from behind the counter: "Are you here? Please come here."
The two came to a hidden cubicle, and Qi Yan first handed the copied book together with the template to the shopkeeper: "The book has been copied, please check it out."
The shopkeeper casually flipped through a few pages and nodded with satisfaction: "I'm going to settle the bill for Master Juren."
"Wait, old gentleman, Wansheng brings two pairs of my own works this time, please take a look." Qi Yan took out two sets of paper scrolls, one large and one small, from the cage.
Qi Yan opened the small pair first: "This is a small order written by the late student when he was studying abroad. Please take a look at it."
The shopkeeper took it with both hands, and saw only a few words on the white and black paper: Yuxueting’s heart is empty at night, the flowers are moved to a small threshold and the spring is red, light shirts and short hats are drunk and singing heavy. Outside the old title of the color fan is misty and rainy, and in the new composition of the jade flute, there is a spring breeze everywhere in the Langan.
The signature is - Shepherd Lay.
The shopkeeper murmured twice, and the more he read, the more excited he became: "This... is really a good word!"
"The old gentleman is overrated."
The shopkeeper raised his head and saw that Qi Yan had changed clothes today, but it was still patched with patches, but her body was straight. Even though he was praised, his expression still showed no pride at all.
The shopkeeper failed three times when he was young, so he had to take over the study from his father. Now that I am in my sixtieth year, I ask myself that not only can I not write such a good handwriting of Wei Bei, but I can't come up with such wonderful words. The young man in front of him is not as good as the weak crown, and already has the status of Juren, and his future is limitless.
Thinking that the shopkeeper Qi Yan became more and more respectful, Qi Yan took out another scroll as if unknowingly, and the two of them unfolded the scroll together.
The second scroll is a foot long and half a foot wide: "This... This is?"
"The inscription of Jiucheng Palace Liquan, born in Jinzhou at a later age, this stele is a treasure of Jinzhou, standing under Chencang County, its author can no longer be verified. When I was a child, I won't forget it for a few years, so I dared to imitate it. A pair."
Sure enough, the inscription on the copybook clearly reads: Layman Shepherd wrote it down in the seventh year of Jingjia.
Only then did the shopkeeper realize the violation and asked, "Why didn't Master Juren drop his seal?"
"It's not ready for the late birth."
"This is easy to handle. There are first-class seal craftsmen in my study, and the master will leave the seal and pick it up in three days."
"Thank you so much for that."
The shopkeeper smiled and cut to the point: "The old man has an unkind request."
"Sir, please speak."
"Master Juren's poem, after the seal is placed, I will mount it and hang it up, and it will definitely sell for a good price. As for this inscription, can I give it to this old man
Ten taels of silver is a lot of wealth for a poor scholar, but a good pair of calligraphy and painting cannot be bought at this price. However, the "shepherd layman" is not well known, and it is still unknown how much it can sell.
Qi Yan smiled slightly and replied simply: "Thank you, sir, for not giving up."
The shopkeeper of the study gave Qi Yan thirteen taels of silver and three hundred copper coins in total.
The extra three taels are the deposit for the song, and the two agreed that after the words are sold, the account will be divided according to thirty-seven.
When Qi Yan left the study, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the alley, a person who gave her an unforgettable memory in her childhood - Wuda University.
When the masked people ordered the Wu family brothers to send her back to the grassland, it was this person who told himself the bad news of the support plow department word by word.
Wu Da confirmed that Qi Yan had seen him and turned to leave. Qi Yan took a quick step towards the alley where Wu Da disappeared.
Accidentally bumped into a person, the other party exclaimed and fell to the ground, Qi Yan lowered her head and glanced: "Sorry." Then he took a step forward.
Just then she felt that her sleeve was being pulled and had to stop.
"Why are you so rude? I bumped into Ben, why didn't my second brother help him?"
Qi Yan turned her head to look: I saw a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy holding her, with red lips and white teeth carved in jade, wearing a small crown and showing some loose hair at the temples.
A pair of big smart eyes full of anger raised their head and stared straight at Qi Yan, and that hand gripped her sleeve tightly, for fear that she would run away. This young man was described as still young, childish, and although he was furious, he was not at all deterrent.
Qi Yan was stunned, looked up and saw that the alley was empty and there was no Wu Da, so she couldn't help sighing.
When the young boy saw that the other party not only bumped into someone and then lifted his leg and walked away, he even dared to be distracted when he was caught by him. He immediately raised his leg in anger and kicked Qi Yan's calf heavily.
The other party used all his strength to frown in pain. Weiguo literati paid attention to etiquette and politeness. Even a vicious young man like Ding Fengshan just instructed his family members to "act murder". "The boy.
Just as Qi Yan was stunned, a gentle voice came from behind: "Jing'er, come and help me." This was clearly a woman's voice, and Qi Yan turned around suspiciously and saw a man in a bamboo cyan gown. juvenile. Because of her identity, Qi Yan recognized at a glance that the "juvenile" she bumped into was a woman disguised as a man.
It's no wonder that the young man was so angry, Qi Yan held out his hand with guilt: "I'm sorry, where did the son get hurt?"
With a "pop", Qi Yan's hand was slapped away, and the little boy glared at Qi Yan and shouted angrily, "Take off your dirty hands!"
"Jing'er, don't be rude."
"Second brother, I'll help you." The boy who was called "Jing'er" immediately took back his momentum and helped him up from the ground obediently.
Qi Yan glanced at it without a trace, and made sure that the other party was a woman disguised as a man. She then turned her exploratory gaze on the young boy called "Jing'er": children of this age are not yet obvious, and coupled with the courage of the opponent to beat others, Qi Yan regarded this "Jing'er" as a "Jinger". Porcelain dolls with boys and girls.
"Second brother! Your hand is bleeding!" Nangong Jingnu held her sister's hand and twisted her little face together, feeling extremely distressed.
She was raised in the deep palace since she was a child and never went to the private sector. She finally moved to the outer palace and saw that Nangong Shunv often changed into men's clothes and went out, and she yearned for it more and more. After begging for a long time, Nangong Shunv brought her out, but she didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
Seeing this little boy holding his elder sister's hand and exhaling distressedly, the tingling in his calf brought back a long-lasting memory.
Many years ago, she, Bayin, and Xiaodie went to Momo Mountain to pick mushrooms. She accidentally rolled down the hillside and broke her leg, and Xiaodie also "huhu" for herself so distressed. Qi Yan's heart aches: If Xiaodie is still alive, it should be so big.
The pain flashed past, and the deep eyes did not raise the slightest ripple. Qi Yan came to Nangong Shunv's side and cupped her hands: "I bumped into the son while I was in a hurry, I wonder if I want to go to the medical center to have a look?"
Nangong Shunv raised her head and met a pair of amber eyes with sincere eyes.
She was stunned, and seeing Qi Yan wearing a suit with patches on her back, she reluctantly returned a salute: "It's okay, I can take care of this minor injury at home."
"If that's the case, let's say goodbye." Qi Yan bowed and left in a hurry.
Nangong Jingnu's cheeks bulged, and she stomped her feet as she watched Qi Yan's retreating back: "Second...Second brother! You just let him go?"
"It wasn't intentional, maybe there was an emergency."
Seeing that there was still doubt in his sister's eyes, he explained patiently: "The person who listened to the accent is not from the capital, and looking at his plain clothes and carrying a box on his back, it is very likely that he is a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam. Fei, why should we embarrass him?"
Nangong Jingnu has lived in the deep palace for a long time and has no concept of money. After thinking about it carefully, the clothes of that person are indeed different from those she has seen before, and the touch of the hand is extremely rough. He tilted his head and thought for a while: "Is this the 'folk suffering' that my father said?"
Nangong Shunv was quite surprised. She didn't expect that her little sister, who was delicate and ignorant of world affairs, could think so, she smiled and held Nangong Jingnv's hand: "Jing'er is so smart."
Nangong Jingnv looked back and saw that Qi Yan was nowhere to be seen. At this moment, she suddenly felt that although the capital was close at hand, it was a different world from the palace, and said seriously, "Second brother, you can take me out to see more in the future. ?"
"it is good."
Qi Yan chased three streets, but never saw Wu Da's figure. The sound of "hunting" came from overhead, and a flower Wuda jumped off the wall in front of him.
The two sides looked at each other silently for a moment, and Wu Da said coldly: "The master's decree, the chief examiner of this Spring Festival is Xing Jingfu, the secretary of the Central Committee, and the two deputy examiners are Deng Hongyuan, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, and Shu Liren, the servant of the Ministry of Personnel. Intend."
"Understood." Qi Yan didn't want to look at Wu Da anymore, turned and left.
The voice of Wuda came from behind: "Don't forget your original intention."
Qi Yan's lips evoked a cold arc, and she kept leaving the alley.
The two sisters Nangong returned to the mansion hand in hand, and saw a young man with a weak crown standing in front of the door anxiously looking around, Nangong Shunv stopped nervously.
"Second sister? What's wrong?"
"It's the second son of Lu Mansion who is looking for you. Let's go around to the back door."
Just as Lu Zhongxing had seen them, Nangong Shunv squeezed Nangong Jingnv's hand and whispered, "Can Jingnv ask Lu Er Gongzi to keep it a secret?"
"Second sister, don't worry."
Nangong Jingnu let go of her hand, walked cheerfully to Lu Zhongxing, and called out sweetly, "Brother Zhongxing."
Lu Zhongxing's eyes filled with admiration: "His Royal Highness Zhen Zhen."
Nangong Shunv bypassed the two and hurried into the mansion. Although their sisters were very close to the sons of the Lu family when they were children, she was not as favored as Nangong Jingnv and she was already sixteen years old, so Yu Li could not do it without authorization. See foreign ministers. What's more, this person is the guard with a sword in front of the royal family. If this matter is reported to Tian Heng, she will be the only one who will be punished.
"How did the Second Princess go?"
"Brother Zhonghang, Jing Nu, can I ask you one thing?"
Lu Zhongxing replied without hesitation: "Of course, as long as I can do it."
Nangong Jingnu smiled brightly, her smart eyes curved into crescents, her hands behind her back and her chest raised: "Brother Zhong Xing will keep the matter that my second sister and I leave the house to keep it a secret."
Lu Zhongxing's heart was like a feather, and he witnessed the girl in front of him grow from a baby girl who was babbling to her beautiful appearance. Even if the eldest brother has married a wife and two concubines, he is still alone and waiting for her to grow up. Is there any reason why someone who has been caring for her for many years makes such a request
"Okay, I promise."
Nangong Jingnu's eyes flashed the slyness of "the plan succeeded", she tilted her head playfully and asked seriously, "Isn't the father going to tell you?"
Lu Zhongxing also laughed, his eyes full of tenderness: "Don't say it."