The two sisters watched Shu Yanyu leave with Yahuan, Shu Yanqiao pursed her lips, turned her head and said to Shu Yanhua with a smile: "Big sister, shall we go to the Wishing Lake?" I want to make a wish. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Shu Yanhua didn't have any interest in Daxiang Temple, but seeing that Shu Yanqiao was full of interest, she couldn't bear to brush her mind, so she nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to the Wishing Lake to have a look." ”

The two of them left with a group of maids, one of them who accompanied them, frowned, and a look of embarrassment flashed on his face, the second lady took someone to the house to rest first, there should be no problem, right? Madame just told her that if the eldest lady didn't go to the house for a long time, she should remind her in time that the eldest lady was tired of socializing these days, so she should rest more.

This Yahuan thought about it and felt that there should be no problem, the house was originally set by the Marquis of Guangping, which master was tired, he could go to rest, and now the eldest lady and the third lady are in high spirits, and she is a maid ring, and she can't sweep the master's interest.

After figuring it out, Yahuanfu followed in the footsteps of everyone again, and followed behind Shu Yanhua and the others.

......

"Brother Zhi'an, what do you think of my words?" A young man in a royal blue robe asked a man beside him.

Xie Zhi'an looked at it seriously and said: "The handwriting is round and full of strength, and the words are through the back of the paper, which is good." ”

The young man shook his head slightly, "It's Brother Zhi'an who has won the award, my words, where can I match you." ”

Several other young people around him also echoed, holding Xie Zhi'an without a trace, Xie Zhi'an's face was gentle and modest, and he was really a little proud in his heart.

"Speaking of which, the word tablet wall of Daxiang Temple, if only we had the opportunity to engrave our own words, we have no regrets in this life."

"That's right, if anyone can carve their own words on it, it will be in vain for future generations to admire."

"Hey, it's not easy to say, the handwriting left on the word tablet is all recognized as a great calligrapher, the word tablet wall is so big, there is still half of the empty space in Thailand."

There is a wall in Daxiang Temple, it is called the word tablet wall, at the beginning, it was the abbot of Daxiang Temple who had nothing to do to stay, he carved a poem with Zen on the wall, and then the abbot's friend Bai'an Jushi saw this, on a whim, he also carved a word made by himself.

Whether it is the abbot or the Bai'an monk, are the famous calligraphers at that time, the world has praised the books they left behind, these two people left their own handwriting on a wall, invisibly sublimated the wall, not the same height as them, really ashamed to leave the words on it.

And the third, fourth, and even fifth who left their handwriting on the wall were all great calligraphers, and in their time, they were all highly sought after, and gradually this wall had an unwritten rule that no one could leave his mark on it, either a great calligrapher or a person who had achieved calligraphy.

Each poem will have the name of the nominee left, this wall, also protected by the monks of the Great Xiang Temple, has continued to the present, has become a place for the latecomers to pay respect, the students who come to Beijing, if you don't come to the Great Xiang Temple to see this word tablet wall, you are embarrassed to say that you have been to Beijing.

What's more, the handwriting on it is often rubbed and taken home to practice by himself.

Very few people are qualified to leave a handwriting on it, and most of it is still blank.

As a gentleman, I don't want to leave my handwriting on it, not to mention that this is a great honor, but to let future generations look at this thing, so that they can flock to it.

"We don't have a chance, but Brother Zhi'an will definitely have a chance."

"That's right, Brother Zhi'an's handwriting already has a family, and I believe that he will soon have the opportunity to leave his own handwriting on it."

"A few decades later, maybe our grandchildren will come to Daxiang Temple like us, look at Brother Zhi'an's handwriting, and extend it to the family to practice."

Several people laughed loudly, and Xie Zhian shook his head helplessly and modestly.

In his hand, he has always held a seal around, since he came to Daxiang Temple, he has not taken it back, such a move, no matter how interesting others are, they have been holding Xie Zhi'an for so long in vain.

"Brother Zhi'an, what are you doing here?" A young man asked curiously.

"Why do I smell a scent?" The other man wondered.

"I thought it was my delusion, but I also smelled it, and there was indeed a sweet fragrance, which can make people clear and calm, which is very rare."

"The color of this seal is simple and mellow, the texture is soft and delicate, the brightness is moist and full, and it is translucent in reddish-brown...... Could it be Jin Xiangyu? ”

A gasping sound sounded, and many people looked at the seal in Xie Zhi'an's hand with straight eyes, as if they had seen some great treasure.

"Brother Zhi'an, this ...... Is this really Jin Xiangyu? The questioner's voice trembled, and there was a kind of disbelief in his tone.

This is a golden jade! Jin Xiangyu is hard to find in the world, every piece of Jin Xiangyu is born, it can cause chase, it can be said that it is a treasure with no price, worth thousands of gold, for such rare jade as Jin Xiangyu, even the royal family will be highly sought after, and now they actually saw a Jin Xiangyu in Xie Zhi'an's hands?

Xie Zhi'an said indifferently: "Well, this is indeed a golden jade. ”

There was a lightness in his tone, as if he was saying something insignificant, and as if what he was holding in his hand was not a treasure.

If Shu Hongxuan was here, he would definitely know what his state was called.

One of the young men said in a trembling voice, "Brother Zhi'an, can you show me?" ”

This is the performance that every person who knows the goods will have when he sees Jin Xiangyu, Xie Zhian casually handed the Jin Xiangyu in his hand to this person, with a sense of carelessness and casualness, and did not seem to put this Jin Xiangyu in his eyes, if he didn't keep an eye on the hands holding Jin Xiangyu at all times, he would pretend to be more like.

The young man carefully picked up the golden jade, observed it carefully, and then took it under his nose and sniffed it, and exclaimed: "When it is thick and sometimes light, it is incomparably wonderful, if you have to smell it, it seems that the feeling of a beautiful woman passing by, it is wonderful, and the aftertaste is endless." ”

"Brother Zhi'an, where did you get this golden jade?" A young man glanced at Jin Xiangyu, who was playing with another person, and asked curiously.

Xie Zhi'an waved his hand, "It's also lucky, a few days ago, I was wandering around, and I saw an old farmer, saying that his ancestors were princes and nobles, but it was declining, and there was rosewood for sale at home, I was curious, so I followed to take a look, and I saw this thing, the old farmer didn't know the goods, and sold this thing to me for only two hundred taels." ”

Hiss - that's good luck.

The young man played with it and carefully returned it to Xie Zhi'an, and when the others saw this, they were also eager to try.

Xie Zhi'an hurriedly said loudly: "When you came to Daxiang Temple, didn't you say that you were going to go to the word tablet wall to rub the book?" The sun is not early, go to the rubbing book early, and come back early for fasting. ”

If Jin Xiangyu is passed on in the hands of these people, if he accidentally misses and falls, he will not be able to buy it back even if he gives it to his daughter.

Others understood what Xie Zhi'an meant, and the host family didn't like it, so naturally they couldn't be cheeky anymore, and they were ready to go to the word tablet wall to rub the book.

Seeing that Xie Zhi'an was still in place, someone said suspiciously: "Brother Zhi'an, don't you go with us?" ”

"No, I have the rubbings of the word tablet wall, I'll go to the bamboo forest for a walk, and we'll meet at the restaurant later." (To be continued.) )