She walked to the left hand side as she said, took off her shoes and put on only her socks, and lifted the beaded curtain on the left side and went in. There are no calligraphy and paintings in the room on the left, and there are many treasure pavilions on the fourth, and there are all cultural utensils on it, from top to bottom.

Zhenshu saw that no one was here, did not dare to look closely, saw that there was a door open at the back, and it was also hanging with a bamboo curtain, so he lifted the bead curtain and entered, this is a very large room, the wall is hung with all kinds of small weapons, all kinds of things, look at the scalp of people Sensensen. Zhenshu saw that there was also a door behind this room, and passed through, it was a corridor, and the inside was very dim, because there were no windows on both sides, and there were lantern figurines in the corners of the wall, most of these figurines were very painful in their faces, far from the kind of smiling figurines seen outside, and Zhenshu was a little hairy in his heart.

She walked alone on this long figurine road, her heart was creepy, and she wanted to go back, but she mustered up the courage to go forward. When he walked back to the middle hall of the main house, he saw the figurines turning around, as if they had left the room and went to the back. At this time, there were windows on both sides, but they were all hung with thick curtains, and the corners of the walls were still equipped with lantern figurines.

Zhenshu looked back at these figurines, and suddenly remembered that the figurines were all standing, and when they turned the corner, they all knelt, and when they arrived in this corridor, the figurines gradually knelt lower and lower, and almost fell to the ground, and the lamp was only held high above their heads.

Suddenly, she saw that there was no light in a corner of the wall, and when she went over to take a closer look, she saw that the figurine was completely crawling on the ground in the darkness, as if it were dead. She was shocked, and when she looked back, she saw eight doors carved from ancient wood, which were already at the end of the corridor.

Zhenshu knocked lightly on the wooden door for three long and two short, and then said: "Venerable, I am the shopkeeper of the Song family's framing shop. ”

A very young and thick male voice inside said, "Push the door in by yourself." ”

When Zhenshu looked back at the road, the lantern figurines were still quietly serving on both sides. She turned back and took a deep breath and pushed open the two doors in the center. When he stepped in, he heard the man say again, "Close it." ”

Zhenshu closed the door as he said, and when he looked back, he saw that this room was more spacious and empty than the big houses of Fangcai, and there were lampstands everywhere inside, but there was no furniture. She had barely taken two steps when echoes came from all directions. There was a dark shadow on the left-hand side, and Zhenshu recalled that the voice came from this side, and walked towards the darkness.

She walked for a short time when she suddenly saw an empty table on one side with a painting spread on it. Although he only glanced at it, he immediately recognized that it was the one he had sold that day. She didn't know what to do, when the man suddenly said, "I heard that you suggested that Zhang Gui gave me this painting." ”

Only then did Zhenshu determine that it was the godfather in Zhang Gui's mouth who was hidden in the darkness, so he bowed and said: "Venerable, although it is the construction of the little girl, the painting is actually chosen by Zhang Xianggong himself. He is filial, and the little girl is just a lie. ”

Grandpa Zhang Guigan snorted and laughed in his nose and said, "Good poetry! ”

Zhenshu saw that this place was full of strangeness, and that his words were a little strange when he heard him speak, so he stood there upright.

The man asked, "Tell me what this poem means." ”

Zhenshu said: "This is a poem by Mr. Xin Jiaxuan.

The words say: The thatched eaves of the thatched huts are low and small, and the brook is covered with green grass. The Wu dialect with drunkenness sounds gentle and beautiful, and the white hair is what family Weng is with?

It turned out that the eldest son of the family was hoeing grass in the bean field east of the stream, and the second son was busy weaving chicken coops. The most beloved is the youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling the freshly plucked lotus flowers.

What is depicted in the poem is an ordinary Wu family couple, who have a happy life of many children and many blessings. ”

Grandpa Zhang Guigan snorted again and asked, "Do you know what is the most poisonous word that usually curses people?" ”

Zhenshu said: "The little girl doesn't know. ”

Grandpa Zhang Guigan asked again: "What is the anti-meaning of having many sons and many blessings?" ”

Zhenshu said tentatively: "Is it a cut off from a grandchild?" ”

Grandpa Zhang Guigan said: "Exactly." ”

Zhenshu lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, and he heard footsteps in that place, and someone came out of the darkness.

In her heart, Zhang Gui is a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old, and his godfather must be a drooping old man, who knows that this person who came out, about the grade of his twenties, has a thin and straight posture, two long eyebrows of appropriate shades flying high, and a lip is as red as Danzhu, his eyebrows are not as heroic as a man, and he is not as soft as a woman, he blurs the boundary between men and women, and there is a beauty that is in between it but makes people not forget it at a glance.

Zhenshu explained: "This was given to his godfather by Zhang Xianggong. ”

The man nodded, "I know." ”

Before Zhenshu could say more, the man said, "I am." ”

A middle-aged man in his thirties worships a man who has just come of age as his godgrandfather, which is also a bit too weird. Zhenshu felt that this matter was not as simple as Zhang Gui said, and it was as simple as meeting him. But since he came, he could only stand still and listen to what he said.

The man walked to the back of the case and stood with his hands in his hands, stretched out two slender fingers and pointed to the banner on the case, and said: "Of course, the best thing to wish a person is a long and long life, and good children and grandchildren." ”

He raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It's a pity that I'm a eunuch. Wishing a eunuch many sons and blessings is even worse than scolding him for cutting off children and grandchildren. ”

Although his words were slow, Zhenshu could hear the pain and anger in them. It's just that for some reason, she wanted to laugh out loud. This eunuch gently recognized a middle-aged man as his godgrandson, and the godgrandson gave him a calligraphy and painting about many sons and blessings, and these two grandsons are really worthy of a pair.

If Zhenshu had known that Zhang Gui's godfather was a eunuch, he would not have recommended such a poem. She was speechless at this time, and she was afraid that the dead smile on her face would make him see it, so she lowered her head more and more and stood there.

The eunuch circled around the big case, walked over and looked the book up and down again, and then asked, "Generations of business?" ”

Zhenshu replied, "Not really. The youngest daughter's grandfather was a Gongzheng in the middle of the court, known as Song Gongzheng. ”

The eunuch sighed, and must have thought for a long time before he said, "It's been some years since he died." ”

Zhenshu replied: "There should be seventeen years. ”

This eunuch wore a white embroidered seaside flower Wu Luo Dayu, and a royal blue round-necked robe inside, because he was tall and thin, he walked like the wind. Moreover, his shoulders were straight, his back was straight, and he had a good demeanor, and at this time he did not speak any more, but still went into the darkness.

Zhenshu has never seen eunuchs, only seen descriptions in ordinary books, all of them are bowed and hung down, describing obscene people. In that issue, such a handsome man turned out to be a eunuch, and he felt sorry for him in his heart.

Yu Yichen stood in the depths of the shadows, recalling Song Gongzheng and Song Shihong, who was a Confucian who could write and paint, but he managed the Ministry of Engineering and repaired water conservancy, and worked hard all his life until he was old, and Song Jingnian served Emperor Feng in the palace for many years, and he was also a family with some foundation.

But the children of the family also have a day to show up to find a livelihood.

He thought that those great Confucian scholars wanted to deliberately provoke him, to break the sores on his body that had not yet healed, and to humiliate him with his eunuch status, so that they would send a calligraphy and painting with many sons and many blessings in the name of Zhang Gui.

Who knew that this shopkeeper was just a young girl, young, bright, and somewhat fearless. Or maybe with an open heart, walking through the long road and still not a trace of fear to overwhelm her.

When he was furious, she lowered her head and pursed her lips and held back a smile there. He stood in the darkness and stared at the young girl, and her eyes were as confused as a deer, and suddenly there was a slight softness in his heart, maybe she really thought that she would be an old man who was already old, so she would choose such a calligraphy and painting.

"Let's go!" Yu Yichen said suddenly.

Zhenshu bowed from afar, but still retreated from the original way. When I went out of the room, I saw that although the snow was gray outside, the sky was always clear, far less dull and depressing than the one in the house, and I breathed a long sigh of relief before leaving the courtyard.

Outside the hospital, Zhao He and Zhang Gui were still standing there waiting, and when they saw Zhenshu come out, they were all relieved.

Zhang Guiran over and asked, "Are you still happy for my godfather?" ”

Zhenshu looked back at him with a look of hope, couldn't bear to disturb his interest, and nodded: "He is very happy." ”

Out of the eunuch's mansion, Zhenshu refused to take Zhang Gui's carriage anymore, and insisted on walking back with Zhao He. Zhang Gui couldn't, so he had to drive the carriage away.

Zhao He saw him walk away before he said, "When I was waiting for you, I found a small servant in the courtyard and asked, do you know whose mansion it is?" ”

Zhenshu only knew that he was a eunuch, and he didn't know how many eunuchs there were, so he asked, "Who is it?" ”

Zhao He said: "Yu Yichen, the chief eunuch of the East Palace. ”

Zhenshu Xindao heard this person's name there, and searched for a long time in his mind before remembering that the little poodle in the hands of Liu Zhang, the big landlord in Wenxian County, was given by this Yu Yichen. In order to catch the line of Yu Yichen, Liu Zhangyan spent two million taels of silver. That's an astronomical amount, a huge amount of money that Zhenshu has never thought of in his life.

Zhao He said again: "These eunuchs were originally cut off from their grandchildren, but they just love their children and grandchildren more than ordinary people, and they like to collect some godsons and grandchildren the most. With the momentum of the official family, they actually pretended to be a tiger, and caused trouble to each other with the godson and grandson, and did some things that were very dirty. ”

Zhenshu concealed what Yu Yichen said, and persuaded Zhao He: "Fortunately, it's just a one-sided relationship, and he didn't say anything, just don't meet again in the future." ”

Zhao He said: "That's exactly what I mean. ”

The two walked all the way through the Royal Street to the East Market, the snow gradually stopped, but the cold wind was biting, but fortunately, they felt cold when they walked hot, and walked all the way back to the East Market framing shop.

Since this day, business has become more and more prosperous, not only some of the ink treasures left by Song Shihong have been sold out, but even Song Anrong's calligraphy and paintings have also sold very well. He rarely went out in Huixian County for more than ten years, and studied calligraphy and painting at home, and his skills were already familiar. Moreover, he is well-read and has some independent opinions in learning.