158. Everything is inferior, only reading is high

Gu Fei was making the ink pills of the list in Xuanzhu Fang, and when he saw the ink blank loaded into the ink mold, Ku Ma dared to come in and disturb, "Ku Mom, the husband has found it, but the old slave asked, and he still didn't know anything." ”

Gu Fei paused, she picked up a clean square towel and wiped her hands casually, "I'll take a look." ”

When Ku's mother pushed Gu Fei's wheelchair over, Pan Gouzi was fidgeting in the flower hall alone, the pastries on the table were not moved, and he didn't drink the tea.

Gu Fei chuckled, a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and she stretched out her hand and said, "Master doesn't have to be nervous. ”

As soon as Pan Gouzi turned around, he saw that it was a young girl entering the door, he was like ordinary people, when he saw Gu Fei's legs, his face faintly showed a regretful expression, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the identity of the little is low, and the word master can't be the master, the girl is still called the little Pan Gouzi." ”

Gu Fei smiled and nodded, her eyebrows were worried, "It's called Pan ......"

"Pan Dog." Seeing that Gu Fei seemed embarrassed to say his name, Pan Gouzi spontaneously took it.

His behavior made Gu Fei and Ku Ma laugh, and he was really an honest person.

"Cough, Pan Gouzi," Gu Fei tried to shout, seeing that the other party was not annoyed, and continued, "You have also seen it, I entered the small courtyard, there are only a few loyal servants of such old and young, a few days ago, that kind of thing happened in this Wuyi Alley, and I was really uneasy, so I asked you to come over, I want to ask one or two, and I can make more preparations." ”

Hearing that he was asking about the killing of people in Wuyi Lane that day, Pan Gouzi's face turned pale, he waved his hand again and again, and said without thinking about it, "Little one doesn't know anything, girl, you have found the wrong person." ”

As he spoke, he was about to go out.

The bitter mother sighed, "Girl, don't worry, the old slave has never slept at night and kept vigil." ”

Gu Fei looked at the back of Pan Gouzi running out in a panic. She nodded not reluctantly, "That's okay, it's really not good, just make silver." Go hire a few good nurses. ”

As the two were talking, they saw Pan Gouzi, who had originally walked to the gate of the courtyard, turned back again, his face was embarrassed, and he hesitated for a long time before asking Gu Fei, "Dare to ask the girl." But the ink master? ”

Gu Fei nodded, "I'm the ink master of Yizhou." ”

Hearing this, Pan Gouzi's face showed excitement, he took a few steps forward, afraid of bumping into Gu Fei, nervously rubbing both sides of the short shirt with his hands, "The little one wants to ask the girl for something." ”

Gu Fei raised his eyebrows and looked at Pan Gouzi with a smile, "You and I have nothing to do with each other, why should I respond to your request?" ”

Pan Gouzi obviously thought of this as well. He thought about it, gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Gu Fei, and then said, "That night, the little one did see a little bit that he shouldn't see, and the little one wanted to ask the girl for something very simple, the little one has a teenage son at home, and the little one wants him to be a little ink-making apprentice, of course, if he really doesn't have the talent for ink-making." The small ones are not reluctant. ”

Gu Fei was silent, her fingertips rubbing the armrest of her wheelchair, as if she was thinking about something.

Pan Gouzi was extremely nervous, and took out a few pieces of broken silver from his purse and put them on the ground in front of Gu Fei. I couldn't raise my head, "The little ones know, but whoever Mr. Xixi teaches people to read and write, they all have to restrain the silver, and the rules of the ink-making business are not understood by the small ones." It can be imagined that it is almost the same, the small family can only take out the five taels of silver now, if the girl thinks it is not enough, the small one can go back and make up again. ”

The smile on Gu Fei's lips was gone, and she pointed to the silver on the ground and said, "You and I have never been alive, so you don't worry about me taking your money, first pretending to promise to accept your son, and when we see you again, we will send it away under the pretext of having no talent?" ”

Pan Gouzi smiled bitterly, "The little one doesn't want to think about the girl so much, the girl can go from Yizhou to Dajing to recruit Gongmo, naturally she has real skills, so she can come to Dajing, and can settle down in Wuyi Lane, the small ones can't get into the eyes of the girl, yes, the small ones can only try, if you really meet a nobleman, it is also the creation of the young son in this life, and he can be a craftsman in the future, relying on craftsmanship to eat, and he doesn't have to be as unproductive as the small, and he will play for a lifetime." ”

Gu Fei smiled, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her apricot eyes were slightly curved, "Then if it is, I will take your son out of Dajing in the future, and I will never return in this life, what about you?" ”

Pan Gouzi was stunned, and replied as a matter of course, "The little one moved his family away from Dajing and went with his son." ”

Speaking of this, Pan Gouzi touched the back of his head and smiled very embarrassedly, "A small family is a mother-in-law and a son, and where you settle down, it is all home." ”

Gu Fei was speechless, she thought of her father, Mo Hui and Bai Zilan, and asked them to leave Yizhou resolutely in the end, and they had to go all the way to Dajing to find her and her brother Mo Xuan, and the idea in her heart was the same as Pan Gouzi.

No matter where it is, as long as the family is still together, it is not home.

Chong Pan Gouzi's thoughts, Gu Fei was willing to meet his son first, "Before I see your son, I won't promise you anything, after all, to learn how to make ink, talent is very important, if he has talent, and the most important thing is that he has a good character, I will personally accept him is okay, if not, I can't do anything, as for the night you said, I am not reluctant." ”

Pan Gouzi frowned and thought for a while, he also saw that Gu Fei didn't coax him, yes, he glanced at the bitter mother next to him, and whispered, "Can the little one only say no to the girl?" ”

Gu Fei waved his hand and motioned for Ku Ma to leave first.

Seeing that there were only two people left at the door of the flower hall, Pan Gouzi got up, took a few steps closer to Gu Fei, looked left and right before saying, "Actually, that night, the little one didn't pass out at all, and the little one saw that the hand that started and held the knife had six fingers, and the sixth finger was smaller than the little finger, and it grew here." ”

Pan Gouzi gestured and looked at Gu Fei's reaction nervously, "I don't see many small ones anymore." ”

Gu Fei nodded, his eyes contemplative, "This matter, if you still want to save your life, it's better to rot in your stomach, and no one will say it again." ”

Pan Gouzi nodded, although he looked honest, he could find from what he said to Gu Fei just now that he was also careful, so if Gu Fei hadn't asked about this matter, he would have been ready to say nothing about it.

Gu Fei called Ku Ma out and asked her to take a few gold coins and give them to Pan Gouzi, "If someone else asks, you can say, I asked you to pay more attention to my courtyard gate when you play the night watch, go, bring your son over when it's empty, I'll take a look." ”

Pan Gouzi responded with joy, and he saw that Gu Fei didn't want a few taels of silver on the ground, so he put it away. I went back briskly.

Ku's mother came over and pushed the wheelchair to the flower hall, "Girl, do you really want to accept the husband's son?" ”

Gu Fei did not comment, "If he is really a good seedling." It's okay to accept it, the husband is a person who understands current affairs, looks honest, but he is as careful as a hair, and I need more manpower in the future. It's good to have familiarity and reliability. ”

Ku Ma smiled, "It's still the girl's thoughtfulness." ”

That night, before the husband Pan Gouzi had sent his son, the next day, he heard that someone had died in another alley in Dajingbei City, and the same person who died was an ink maker from another county, and the death was exactly the same as the previous day.

Only this time, it wasn't the husband who found out, but the neighbors who heard the noise. When I got up and looked, I realized that something was wrong.

Gu Fei is still quiet, she doesn't seem to be affected by this incident, and she has participated in the ink meetings mentioned in Zuo Shengsi's post a few times, and she is still sharp, and she is disliked while spreading her fame.

She even knew that there was a master of ink making talking behind her back, saying that she had been killed by someone, so she knew that arrogance was not allowed to say such things.

The bitter mother was angry and felt unfair for Gu Fei. Gu Fei only smiled and didn't take it seriously.

And on the Xuanzhu Fang side, Gu Fei only made that one ink pill, and there was no more trading. She sent someone to send the ink pill to Zi Kite, and the extra thing was that she didn't worry that Xuan Zhufang would lose her silver.

Zi Kite's ability, she knows, she can play with Linlang Pavilion before, a small Xuanzhu Fang, and she will not talk about it anymore.

Within a few days, the dog brought his son over. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he stood up straight but was taller than Pan Gouzi, wearing a coarse cloth short-shirted shirt, and his childish face was dazed.

Gu Fei didn't say much, took the person to the ink room alone, took a few ink pills out at random, and let him see what was good.

When the young man who was not yet weak-crowned saw the ink pill, his eyes were shining, he didn't listen to Gu Fei's words, but asked Gu Fei a little excitedly, "Girl, can I write a few words with this ink first?" ”

Gu Fei nodded with a smile, she could see that although Pan Gouzi's family background was ordinary, he still let his son go to a private school to read and write, so he had such a look when he saw Momaru.

She understands it too well, but any literati and ink writer, the unique feelings for ink pills, looking at good ink, can't help but want to grind and write, let alone this little boy.

The young man's hands are very steady, even if he is excited in his heart, from grinding to laying paper, to holding the pen and dipping it in ink, he can do it together, and he really has a bit of a scholar's posture.

He didn't write any other words, just the word "Pan", then put down the pen with satisfaction, put the ink pill back on the ink bed, pushed it away, and saluted Gu Fei extremely respectfully.

"What's your name?" Gu Fei glanced at the word, neat and powerful, although it was not strong, but it had already revealed a faint edge.

"Pan Qi, Pan Qi has seen the girl." The young man is also a proud person, unlike Pan Gouzi, who calls himself "small" in front of Gu Fei, and he is different from Pan Gouzi from the beginning.

"I think you prefer to read, or do you want to be a career in the future?" Gu Fei asked lightly, with the ink pill in her hand.

"Yes," the young man replied to Gu Fei firmly and loudly, his back was straight, and there was no trace of cowardice, "The intention of coming to see the girl today, my father has already told me, although the ink is good, but I still prefer to read." ”

Gu Fei didn't say anything about his words, only pointed to the word Pan and asked, "Tell me first, what's so good about this ink pill?" ”

The young man looked down and said after a moment's silence, "The ink is thick, the handwriting is not scattered, and it does not stick to the pen, it is condensed in the water but not stained, and there is a refreshing ink fragrance, it is the best ink pill I have ever seen, better than the ink pill used by Mr. Private School." ”

Gu Fei nodded secretly, Pan Gouzi's son's talent is still okay, but it's a pity, the ambition is no longer here, and she is not reluctant, "You are still talented, but if you don't want to learn how to make ink, I won't be reluctant, I will make it clear to your father later, if you can get ahead in the future, he will also be happy." ”

Hearing this, the young man gratefully saluted Gu Fei again.

Gu Fei's sleeves were raised, and he put the ink pill just now into the ink cartridge and sent it to the young man, "I'll give it to you." ”

The boy obviously didn't expect that he could actually get this good ink, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a while, until Gu Fei stuffed the ink cartridge into his arms, and he heard Gu Fei who was walking outside the ink room say faintly, "Everything is inferior, only reading is high, and it is not unreasonable......"

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(Grandma: Thank you @ε°η‹Έι£žεˆ€ for the tickets, Grandma decisively asks for tickets, all the tickets come to your arms!) (To be continued.) )