When he laughs, this round face is a little girly, and the long eyebrows of the appropriate shade fly up, but it is a little more atmospheric and deep than the woman, with a peony-like national color and domineering beauty.

This is a very complete tiger skin, which was paid tribute by Zhang Sheng of Qinzhou. He stared at the momentum of the tiger for a long time, turned back to Mei Xun and said: "Write a letter to him, before and after the winter solstice, you must send me the resumes of the people he carries, so that I can take care of them for him." ”

Mei Xun said: "He once said that he has a brother in Beijing who wants to worship you as his godfather. ”

Yu Yichen smiled even more, stretched out his white and tender fingers to pluck the tiger's two eyes, shook his head slightly, and said, "Rush to it, that's about what it means." Since they are so willing to worship me, a eunuch, as a godfather and grandfather, how can I be embarrassed to refuse. ”

He pointed to the statue and said, "These two beads are still too warm, and I will look for two colder ones." ”

Mei Xun heard that a little eunuch was coming from outside, and he went out for a while and came back, bowing his head and saying, "Father-in-law, your things have been sent back." ”

Yu Yichen glanced at the wrench in Mei Xun's hand from a distance, frowned lightly, and said with half-narrowed eyes: "Smash it." ”

Mei Xun hesitated a little and said: "After all, all the state capitals of this finger to the west have been recorded, and if you smash it, ...... it."

Yu Yichen took the handkerchief handed by the little eunuch, picked up the wrench, and looked at it carefully for a long time before saying: "When we enter the inner house, we don't need any tokens, our names are tokens." ”

He handed the wrench to Mei Xun again, and when he saw that Mei Xun was still not leaving, he turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Mei Xun said: "Yuzhou Prefecture Zhi sent a letter saying that a few days ago, I saw Du Yu haunting the area of Hui County, and the shape was crazy and stupid, and they also sent soldiers to surround him, but he had good kung fu and slipped away. ”

Yu Yichen frowned as he listened, and stared at Mei Xun with a pair of deep eyes: "Whether he returns or not, it has a lot to do with our East Palace, we must tell him again and again, and never allow him to slip and let him enter the Central Plains!" ”

Mei Xun said: "Yes." ”

Yu Yichen threw the handkerchief and strode all the way into the inner courtyard, entered a dark building, and came out from the other side after a long time, and outside the door of this building was a flower garden with autumn leaves. Yu Yichen frowned and stood for a long time before he said to the little eunuch beside him: "Set up a car, go to the East Palace." ”

The autumn wind wrapped in yellow leaves and blew some empty robes on his body, it was already late autumn, and the cold winter day was coming. For a ruthless eunuch, the long and boring winter is the season that makes him most irritable, he fears and hates winter, but he has to go through one winter after another, just like many years ago, in the Yongxiang of the Ouchi harem, the snow covered the bed, and he can pass it, but it lingers, it is his eternal demon.

Zhenshu returned to the East Market framing shop, but the store was still empty, except for Song Anrong sitting behind the counter. Su Shi turned around upstairs in a panic, and when he saw Zhenyuan going upstairs, he hurriedly grabbed and asked, "How is it, there are some unmarried teenagers in the Beishun Marquis Mansion today?" ”

Zhenyi said: "No, only Sister Zhenyu entertained us." However, the fifth prince said that Zhang Rui and Nie Shiqiu had not yet succeeded, and he intended to ask Zhang Rui to come to us to propose marriage. ”

Su Shi sat down and said: "What is that Zhang Rui, but he is also a poor relative of the Zhang family, the wife of Beishun Hou, who fights the autumn breeze in the first room." ”

Zhenshu couldn't help but persuade: "Not everyone can marry the son of the Hou Mansion, Zhenyu can only marry to the Hou Mansion with the gold and silver mountains on her back, and Concubine Rong as her backer." ”

Su Shi spread his hands and asked, "What are you missing?" You are both Song Gongzheng's granddaughters, and you look so good, why don't men love you? ”

Zhen Yuan hated and said: "How many playthings people have, they all look better than us." ”

Su Shi poked Zhen Yuan with a handkerchief and said, "You are arrogant, what can I do to you?" ”

After that, he went back to the back room. The Zhenyuan sisters took off the hairpin ring, and Zhenshu rolled up his sleeves and still went downstairs, seeing that Zhao He was still there carefully framed calligraphy and paintings, and said: "Uncle Zhao's craftsmanship is really good, but unfortunately there is no apprentice, why don't I be an apprentice for Uncle Zhao?" ”

Zhao He shook his head with a smile and said, "You are a young lady from the official family, what are you learning from these?" ”

Zhenshu said: "I think it is also a means of making a living, the heavens do not starve to death craftsmen, and it is always good to have a craft." ”

Zhao He smiled and said nothing, still holding his breath and staring at the paper. Zhenshu waited for him to be flattened before he sighed: "The ancients said that a good person uses slurry like water, I'm afraid it's like Uncle Zhao." ”

Zhao He couldn't be praised by her, nodded and said, "Okay, hang this horse after framing, take the ordinary one written by your father, and I'll teach you." ”

Zhenshu was happy in his heart, and he was busy, so he went to the back patio to make dinner.

After opening the store for three months, Song Anrong only stayed up until there were no customers in January, so he was anxious and dry, and a big bubble slipped on his lips. He gambled all his family business to open this small shop, but now not only has he not made a penny, but the money in his hand is gradually running out. If it doesn't open again, I'm afraid it will be closed. I really don't dare to think about how much money I will lose in this way.

On this day, he was depressed in his heart, and he thought that the Su family was too noisy upstairs, so he put on a felt hat and went to Xicheng Hu Market to wander around. Zhenshu learned the craft with Zhao He for a day, and the simplest brush pulp was also crooked, wasting several pieces of rice paper, only to know the difficulty of learning the craft. In the evening, because Song Anrong had not returned, Zhenshu had not closed the store, so he lit an oil lamp and read on the counter.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his thirties hurriedly walked in from outside, looked around the store and said, "Shopkeeper, where is the best calligraphy and painting here?" ”

At this time, all the doors of the outer shops have long been closed, and this person must be in urgent need to turn to this back street. Zhenshu hurriedly brought the oil lamp over and asked, "Xianggong, what kind of calligraphy and painting do you want?" ”

At this time, the room was dark, and although there were calligraphy and paintings hanging all around, it was too far away to see clearly. The man hurriedly took the oil lamp and came over, personally approached and looked at the one by one, and sighed: "Alas, what good things can be here, it's bad, it's bad!" ”

Zhao He listened to the voices in the room, and came out with a high candle and asked, "This prime minister wants to choose a calligraphy and painting?" ”

The man nodded and said, "My godfather is going to see me for the first time tonight, I want to bring a greeting gift, I heard that my godfather said that he likes some literary and inky things the most, and asked me to find a good calligraphy and painting to send." ”

As the saying goes, gold in troubled times, collection in prosperous times. Nowadays, the collection of calligraphy in Beijing is flourishing, which can be seen in the prosperous era.

Zhao He pointed to one of the banners and asked the man, "What do you think of this one?" ”

The man glanced at the high candle, saw the dense words on it, nodded and said, "There are a lot of words in this picture, but I don't know what it means?" ”

It turned out that he was illiterate.

Zhenshu glanced at it and saw that it was a song by Xin Qiji. Xiao explained to the man: "This is a song by Xin Jiaxuan, I will read it to Xianggong."

The thatched eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is good in drunk, who is white-haired?

The eldest child hoes the beans in the east of Xidong, and the middle child is weaving chicken coops.

The favorite child scoundrel, the head of the stream lies on the lotus bed. ”

The man frowned and listened, shook his head and said, "This is not good, not good, my godfather is so noble, how can he like the things that are cultivated in this township." ”

He paced and looked at it again, pointed to another one, and said, "This is good, the words are big, the format is long, and it looks like a good thing." ”

Zhenshu read it, and it turned out to be a sentence in Su Dongpo's Wangjiangnan Transcendent Tai: Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

Then he nodded and said, "This sentence is also excellent." It's just that the intention is to wish the youth of the year, if you want to give it to the Venerable, it is better to have a clear and peaceful music. ”

The man saw that Zhenshu always replied, and looked back at a young girl who was only as young as Jasper, speaking eloquently and slowly, looking like a learned person, and Zhao He was a rough person at a glance, so he believed in Zhenshu a little, and asked: "Do you really think that my godfather will like that one?" ”

Zhenshu said: "If it is sent to the elder, I think that painting is more interesting." ”

The man pondered for a long time before asking, "How much silver?" ”

This was Song Gongzheng's calligraphy back then, and now it can also be worth a lot of money. Zhenshu didn't dare to speak, and looked at Zhao He, who was afraid that he would be too high to scare away the only guest since the opening, so he lowered his voice and said, "Fifty taels of silver." ”

The man pointed to another poem and asked, "This one?" ”

Zhenshu saw that he didn't lower the price, and his brows didn't wrinkle, not like he really wanted to sell, but like he came to idle after eating, so he took over and said, "Sixty taels." ”

The man waved his hand and said, "Wrap it all up for me!" ”

Zhenshu was still stunned, Zhao He had already taken the brace to take off the painting, and then took the oiled paper from the counter, and rolled up the painting with a brush.

The man took out a silver ticket from his bosom and slapped it on the table, saying, "Two hundred taels, and I will not bargain with you." I know you're going to make a big bet today. ”

Zhenshu shook his head and said: "This is the pen and ink of the late Song Gongzheng, the value should be higher than this, there is really no high demand for you." ”

The man snatched the painting and said, "Who is Song Gong?" I didn't know. ”

Then he hurried away.

Zhenshu took the silver ticket and looked at it under the lamp, and said with a smile: "This is the first time we have opened, and this month's rent is out." ”

Zhao He was also very happy and said with a smile: "The second girl is very good at entertaining people, it is better for you to be the shopkeeper in the future, maybe our business will be better." ”

Zhenshu turned around and laughed: "That's what I mean." ”

As he was talking, Song Anrong walked in from outside, describing him as rickety, obviously very tired. Zhenshu waved the silver ticket and said, "Dad, we opened today and collected a hundred taels of silver." ”

Song Anrong was surprised and delighted, took the silver ticket from his shoulders and said, "It's really open?" It can be seen that I am not a wealthy person, and as soon as I left, the wealth came. ”

Although there have been no guests since this day, after all, everyone is in a different mood after opening the door. Song Anrong saw that his father Song Shihong's two characters were sold for one hundred taels of silver, and his characters were the same as his father's, and he was also a good calligrapher in the world. Then I regained my faith and began to write. Zhenshu still learns to give Zhao He a hand in the inner room every day, boiling paste, handing brushes, sending knives and other things.

Suddenly, one day, a young man in a green cloth and a scarf was sitting at the counter with a green cloth and a young man wearing a scarf, Zhen Shushu was sitting at the counter, he looked at him a little familiarly, looked at it fixedly, and said with a smile: "This is not Zhang Gongzi, why don't you come in?" ”

Zhang Rui came in and sang deeply: "Miss Song San, there are many offenses. ”

Zhenshu called to sit down at the counter and asked, "I don't know why Zhang Gongzi is here?" ”

Zhang Rui rubbed his hands and said, "I heard Dou Wu mention the disaster in Huixian County a while ago, and you moved your family into Beijing. I can't let go of it, so I'm here to see how you're doing. ”