Qin Su opened the cloth bag and looked at it, and saw that the medicinal powder inside was gray-white and had a light smell, just like the appearance in her memory, and she was even more satisfied. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

These powders are prepared for future emergencies.

Qin Su knew very well that one day, she would still have to return to Qingzhou, back to her former identity and life.

That being the case, when this drug is always useful, I don't talk about others, just the pair of brothers and sisters in the West Courtyard - Qin Yanbai and Qin Yanli. As long as these two people are here, the days in Qingzhou will never stop, and if he doesn't have some medicine on his body, Qin Su can't be sure that he can win these two by means alone.

Hiding the medicinal powder with a smile, Qin Su went to look at the remaining two things.

This inkstone and ancient ink were stolen by Qin Su from the Qin family's Langjun on the night of the last time he was at the Yangzhong Inn. If she remembers correctly, this inkstone is Qin Yanzhi's, and Gu Mo is Qin Yanzhao's.

Previously, she asked Atto to leave these two antiquities for today's use.

Carefully resting the inkstone and ink ingot on the case, Qin Su stood up, went to the window first, closed the sash and closed it tightly, and checked the door bolt again before sitting back in place, pouring a little water into the inkstone, and grinding it with blue ink.

Paper can be old, but Qin Su has never learned the method of making ink old, so she will leave this set of ancient inkstones and ancient ink.

Qin Su carefully studied the ink, and after a while, a burst of elegant and clear ink fragrance spread in the room, which was more fragrant and pleasant than ordinary ink fragrance.

Both of these things are excellent antiquities, and the aroma is different from the others. The reason why Qin Su closed the door was because he didn't want this ink fragrance to leak out.

Seeing that there was enough ink in the inkstone, Qin Su picked up a tube of wolf hair from the burden on the side, and carefully took out the old green paper from his sleeve.

The paper is no longer the original indigo, but slightly yellowish, but the color is still clear.

Qin Su smoothed the green paper and wrote on it.

If someone is in the room, they will definitely be surprised by the strangeness of Qin Su's writing posture.

She actually held the pen in her left hand and wrote tremblingly on the note. The writing was not only crooked, but also large and small, as if the hand of the person who wrote was shaking violently.

Although the handwriting was very ugly, and it was worth not writing two crosses, Qin Su wrote very seriously, almost drawing on the paper one by one.

Before she finished writing, Qin Su's forehead was already sweating, and she didn't care about wiping it, so she first put the green paper aside to dry, and then carefully reached into her arms and untied the sandalwood seal that had been carved early in the morning from the placket.

Nearly a year of personal wear, this sandalwood seal has been the whole body of black red shiny, with a faint luster, it is very gratifying, the corners of the seal are rubbed by clothes all year round, showing a natural round arc, more and more a sense of oldness.

Qin Su took the seal and looked at it for a while, then put the seal facing downwards and printed it in the ink of the small inkstone, and then picked a position on the green paper and stamped an ink seal.

The ink is thick with black prints on the green paper, and the two colors of black and blue are intertwined with a cold tone, and the four characters of "big and clumsy" are powerful and powerful, and there is a hidden flamboyance and domineering, and the contrast between the two is really unforgettable.

After stamping the ink seal, Qin Su was busy cleaning the inkstone and other things, while repeatedly scrutinizing the incident he had heard in his previous life, and observing the page of green notes from different angles, looking for clues that might be exposed.

After cleaning up the application, Qin Su finally nodded.

That's how it should be.

Based on what she saw, heard, and knew, combined with some situations she had occasionally observed in her previous life, Qin Su could basically determine that the green paper she had forged could be called eight or nine without leaving ten, even if it was not seamless.

If one day, things really come to that point, even if there is a slight mistake, Qin Su can also use the age as an excuse to take things over completely.

In this way, her final retreat will finally be completed.

Qin Su let out a long breath.

The next thing is to bury this green paper in the ground, this matter must not be faked, fortunately the matter is not too urgent, it can be dealt with when you return to Qingzhou.

While pondering in his heart, Qin Su walked to the wall of Fang Cai and listened attentively.

The conversation in the private room next door was coming to an end, and Zhou Muzheng was speaking in a timid and fearful tone: "...... Lin Erlangjun, this matter must not be, must not. His voice trembled obviously, as if he was extremely timid: "The pot is not yours in the first place, what method do you use to get the deed paper? The deed paper is locked in someone's house, how can you take it? Is it possible to grab it? Besides, what does this matter have to do with me? I am a common man, a small common man, where do you have so many ways to help you? You better find someone else." ”

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, you must help me this time. Lin Shoucheng's voice was not high, but the vague excitement and eagerness in his tone were very obvious, "Then Zhong Jingren has gained the benefits of so many years, and he should have some blood." No matter how we say that our Lin family and the Zhong family are also related, my Lin family is in trouble, his Zhong family doesn't say to help, but is still watching jokes on the side, what is the reason?"

He almost gritted his teeth and said these words, with hatred in his tone, as well as irrepressible greed and schadenfreude: "Besides, the seven thousand gold I owe can only be repaid by the kiln." Lao Zhou, you don't know, the brick kiln produces good bricks every year, and Huguan bricks are also very famous in Dachen. Just say that the land can also be worth a lot of money. If I can use this kiln factory to pay off the debt, I can still lose a few thousand gold for nothing, and then you will always have the benefit of Brother Zhou. It's not difficult, listen to me, I have a way......"

His voice suddenly became softer, and Qin Su couldn't hear it clearly.

However, she didn't really want to hear what he said, Zuo was just those things, the package of medicine she gave to Ah Ghost was a good thing, although it was not as drunk as Agarwood Meng, but it was not much better.

Qin Su walked slowly to the window, opened the window and looked, but saw that the shadow of the sun was already slightly westward, and it was hitting the elm leaves obliquely, and the gray layer of green became more and more hot in his eyes.

She picked up a fan from the table next to her and played with it idly.

A few days later is the seventh day of July, which is a more important festival, and this dynasty has the custom of "the seventh day of the seventh month of July, drying books and clothes, and keeping vigil and worshipping the stars". On that day, every household will dry books or clothes during the day, and at night they will sprinkle and sweep the courtyard, arrange a feast, prepare wine fruit and sprinkle incense powder on the table, and then pray to the river drum and the two stars of the Weaver Girl, and the scholars will also hold a night banquet to invite relatives and friends to enjoy and have fun.

As far as Qin Su knew, the Zhong family would invite the entire Lin family to a night banquet in Fuzhong on the seventh day of the seventh month of July every year, and for Lin Shoucheng, this was the best time to do it.