When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already dark, Yun Yin yawned, he didn't sleep well this night, his eyes were red and he looked at the dilapidated room, sighed secretly, and walked out of the door helplessly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I brushed away the weeds that grew between the cracks in the bluestone slabs, washed my face with well water, rinsed my mouth with water, picked up the works I had written in the past, and went out with a bamboo basket on my back.

Came to the bazaar, Yun Yin skillfully set up the stall, hung up the calligraphy and paintings, held a fan in one hand, held a book in the other, and squatted behind the stall to read the book.

Bai Lingjun couldn't buy back the hibiscus crisp the day before, but today he got up early in the morning and came to the lower realm, and it was rare to come to the mortal world once after buying the hibiscus crisp, so he simply walked around the market.

A small official walked not far away, begging for personnel along the street vendors door to door, and happened to see Yun Yin's stall, the little official walked over confidently and slapped on the stall with a "snap".

Yun Yin raised his eyes to look at him, first frowned, and then, put the book aside, half-opened the folding fan and fanned his chest, hugged his fists and smiled: "Official, even if you choose which calligraphy and painting you like, the kid will offer it with both hands and will not take a penny." ”

The little official smiled and said, "You kid is fast, but I don't like your acids." ”

"Yo." Yun Yin smiled and said, "It turns out that the official master is not rare, and it is also right, the kid has only been in school for ten years, and he really can't enter the official master's high eye." ”

This is clearly a compliment, implying that the little official does not understand calligraphy and painting, which is simply ridiculous.

To put it bluntly, you can look down on me, but you can't look down on my "work", if you look down on it, I will kill you.

The little official came out to mix for a day or two, how could he not hear the meaning of his words, secretly gritted his teeth and hated, and looked at the folding fan in Yun Yin's hand, this fan style is simple, although he doesn't understand the painting on the fan, but he can see that this fan bone is rosewood, and this fan can not afford it in his life.

He was stunned for a moment, raised his hand and grabbed the fan: "Boy, you are lucky today, the master doesn't care about you, this fan has the right to make amends to the master." ”

Yun Yin was willing to give it to him, and hurriedly grabbed the fan with both hands and said: "The calligraphy and paintings on my stall are as you choose, and this fan can never be given to you." ”

The little official gritted his teeth, pulled out the chain around his waist and said: "I don't want your filial piety now, I see that you are suspected of rebellion in this painting, and I want to take you back to the yamen for questioning!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Yun Yin's wrist.

In fact, he didn't want to accuse him of any rebellion, he just wanted to control Yun Yin first, and wait for others to be escorted to the yamen, not believing that he didn't obediently give him the fan.

Yun Yin was grabbed by the iron hand, and secretly gritted his teeth but did not shout pain, and said without hurry: "The official must have some credentials to arrest people, and the boy's paintings are all flowers, birds, fish and insects, how can he say that he is going against him!" He forcibly calmed down and shouted loudly: "The uncles and aunts passing by have come to see and give the boy a comment!" ”

People are less entertaining, they love to have a lively time, as soon as they heard Yunyin's shouting, they all gathered around, Bai Lingjun saw that the crowd gathered in one place and felt interesting, while following the crowd around, he asked the old man next to him: "Suo, what's going on ahead?" ”

Lao Su smiled and said: "It's the little official of the yamen who oppressed us every day, and today I met a hard-boned boy, let's go and see the excitement." ”

Hard-boned brat?

Bai Lingjun raised his lips and smiled, nodded and said: "It's interesting and interesting, the people don't fight with the officials, I also want to see if this hard bone can knock out the teeth of the little official." ”

When the little official saw that there were many people, he secretly said that this kid was too slippery, but now it is difficult to ride a tiger, he turned his eyes to look at Yun Yin's painting, his eyes fixed on a picture of a tiger roaring, and smiled lowly.

"This painting is evidence of your rebellion!" The little official let go of his hand and reached out to take off the tiger roaring diagram.

Yun Yin has always been good at painting tigers, and this painting is not the first time he has painted it, he stared at his eyes, his face was red with anger, and asked: "Don't talk about it, how can this picture have the intention of rebellion!"

The little official smiled contemptuously and said slowly: "It's not the painting that's wrong, it's the words you inscribe." ”

Yun Yin sneered and stepped forward, pointed to the fan, and read word by word: "Grinding teeth, wrong claws, fox Mowei, rabbit Mo cunning." Drink to devour and take the intestines to be full, rampant is not afraid of the sun and the moon, and the emperor is born as a caracia. The front village heard a roar in the middle of the night, and who pressed the sword lamp. He clasped his hands into fists and asked, "Official, dare to ask what's wrong with this word?" ”

The little official said: "Your Majesty's zodiac sign is a rabbit, boy, you draw this picture, whose intestines are you going to take to eat?" ”

Yun Yin rolled his eyes, was so angry that he turned his back on it, and said with a smile: "This word is made by the emperor, the kid feels that the meaning of the word is vernacular, but it is vividly inscribed on the painting, if the official thinks that the word is not good, it is better to play the court and sue the emperor for a crime of rebellion!" As he spoke, he shrugged his arm, left a big white eye, picked up the book on the stall, and squatted back on the ground to read.

The little official looked at him dumbfounded, and suddenly blushed, the emperor is also what he can sue? Playing the imperial court, is he worthy?

Lao Suo smiled and cheered: "The emperor is over the age of old this year, official, give the emperor a face, and let him go!" ”

"Oh! Oh! Oh! ”

The people on the side have long hated itchy, how can they let go of the little officials at this moment, and take the opportunity to cheer and cheer together. The little official fled from the crowd with a gray face, and ran away without looking back.

Yun Yin quietly raised his eyes at the back of the little official fleeing at this time, and secretly said lucky, if he asked someone else's words, I am afraid that he will really be tarnished for the crime of rebellion today, then he will really be unlucky to go home, it is better to be killed by a head.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Bai Lingjun walked towards Yunyin from the crowd, smiled and squinted his eyes and asked, "Is this really the emperor's work?" ”

Yun Yin was shocked, but felt that the voice was familiar, and raised his eyes to look at him.

He exhaled secretly and replied, "Of course, it's just that it's the emperor of the Tang Kingdom. He smiled urgently, folded his hands, and said playfully: "Thank you to the Emperor of the Tang Kingdom for saving the kid's life in the dark." ”

Bai Lingjun was so happy that he forgot about Yun Yin's deception of him, and while holding the calligraphy and paintings on his stall, he said, "Collect the stall, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Yun Yin said with a sad face: "No... The paintings and calligraphy have not been sold out yet. "I can't talk to those two ghosts at night.

Bai Lingjun smiled and said: "You kid is interesting, I feel like a young eagle waiting to spread its wings." Suddenly feeling that he had praised too much, he said to him: "I like all your paintings and calligraphy, so I collected them before you became famous, and you can wrap them up for me." ”

"You, do you really like my paintings and calligraphy?" Yun Yin was a little incredulous, those who bought paintings and calligraphy were very picky, and most of the people who sold were calligraphy, like Bai Lingjun, who was simply sent by God to rescue him.