Two days later, in the palace garden.

Sitting quietly in the gazebo, beside him was a small red clay stove, on which was boiling a pot of boiling water, and a delicate wine jug was soaked in the water.

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? Shaking his head, Tang Jin's face showed a smile of enjoyment, "Old Man Bai's poem is really pleasant, but it's a pity that there is no snow today, and what I have in this pot is not wine ......."

Shaking his head with a smile, Tang Jin picked up the wine jug with the clip on the table, slowly poured the white milk into the cup in front of him, put it in front of his nose and asked about the warm milk, and drank it all with his head up.

Smacked his mouth twice, licking off a trace of milk stains from the corner of his mouth, Tang Jin's gaze silently moved back to the stone table in front of him. I saw that on the table, the four treasures of the study room were complete, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were of the highest quality, but what was slightly abrupt was that there was a small jade pendant next to the inkstone, which was the token that Tang Jin threw to Fang Xiaoer that night.

This token was presented by someone just now, saying that a blind young man sent it to the house, and took it as a letter to ask to see the son. Because this jade pendant did have the seal of the palace, coupled with the young man's words, the people in the palace couldn't make up their minds for a while, so they had to send it to Tang Jin.

The jade pendant, slowly playing with it in his hand, Tang Jin smiled slightly, did not look back, and lightly said to the subordinate who was standing behind him waiting for his order: "You go to the outer courtyard and find Wang Dequan Wang's housekeeper, just say that Young Master Ben wants to test this kid's temperament, let him help him try, he understands how to do it, you just need to tell him about it, and he will understand." ”

The family Ding answered yes, then turned around and went straight to the outer courtyard to find the Wang housekeeper, leaving Tang Jin alone, silently looking at the pendant, for a long time, gently put it down, and said softly: "What do you want?" ”

No longer thinking about Fang Xiaoer, Tang Jin shifted his gaze to the paper in front of him, Fang Xiaoer was just an episode, his main purpose today was not yet completed.

Of course, when he found pen, ink and paper, Tang Jin was not for practicing calligraphy, nor for writing articles, he was just painting, but what he painted was not landscapes, but a strange pattern, an abstract leaf that could barely see the shape, and there was a faint sword shape in the leaf, which was the pattern he saw from the other party after killing the ugly man that day.

It's also funny, he was attacked by the other party that day, and he was stabbed in the left shoulder, and after he came back, because Pei Ming and the two of them were stimulated by their own worldview collapsed, resulting in a second tear, coupled with the behavior of almost self-harm when creating the Fa from himself, the wound that could have been healed in a month was dragged by him until now that it was completely fine.

But no matter what, the injury is healed, and it is natural that it is time to get down to business. I was injured before, and I rashly searched for the forces behind the other party according to the tattoo for fear of attracting the attention of the other party and causing myself to fall into a Jedi, but now that the injury has healed, and he has practiced the exercises, his strength has increased greatly, although he has not practiced martial arts, but he thinks that the fighting skills he has mastered in his previous life in a short period of time should be enough to deal with it, Tang Jin moved his mind to investigate.

According to the pattern in his mind, Tang Jin took the pen and carefully copied it on the fine rice paper, because he had been bored in his previous life and had been in contact with calligraphy and ink painting, and he was not unfamiliar with using a brush, but for some reason he always made a mistake from time to time, and then threw the whole painting aside.

Looking closely, this garden is almost full of him, not to mention anything else, just this garden full of paper, if you pick it up and sell it, it is enough for an ordinary family's expenses for a year. Well, all evil feudalism.

"Oops, what's going on? Provoke the little young master of my palace so unhappy? Look at the paper that fills the garden. Just as Tang Jin was about to continue to paint, a slightly snarky voice with some sarcasm in his tone sounded. Tang Jin put down the brush in his hand today, stood up, didn't look up, immediately saluted the front, and said respectfully: "I've seen Erniang!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for the person on the other side to respond, Tang Jin sat down by himself, picked up the small spoon on the side, filled some hot water from the small pot in front of him, dripped it into the slightly frozen ink, and then silently grinded the ink, without lifting his eyelids from beginning to end.

can be called and treated like this by Tang Jin, it is estimated that there is only one person in the entire palace who can have this honor, and this person is naturally the most unpopular Liu family. Liu knew that she was not treated well by Tang Jin, and this reaction was normal, she was not annoyed, or she had long been used to it.

Not only did he leave quickly, but he sat down silently in front of Tang Jin, picked up the wine jug on the side and brought himself a glass, but when he saw the milky liquid in the cup and smelled the overflowing milky fragrance, he was a little embarrassed.

"Jin'er is a good Yaxing, boiling milk in the snow, drinking milk and composing poems, it is really rare in the world, if those scholars know it, I am afraid it will be indispensable to say it." Liu's seemingly praised but secretly ridiculed Tang Jin's coy attitude, obviously a half-old child, and he also learned those literati to cook wine and compose poems, but now there is no wine, and the poems have not been completed, which is really ridiculous.

Tang Jin glanced up at the other party, smiled slightly, arched his hand and said: "Erniang said that she laughed, Jin'er is still young, and others drink because they have depression in their hearts, so they have to express it with spirits, and the spirits enter the throat, and the depression gushes out, so that it can become a masterpiece for generations; Jin'er uses milk as wine, just to experience the elegant music, and has no other meaning, as for composing poetry...... Jin'er is just idle and bored to scribble here, where does she have the talent to compose poetry. ”

A remark that seems to be an explanation is actually a mockery. Tang Jin's meaning is simply put, what kind of people drink? I don't feel happy, I don't drink because Lao Tzu is very happy in my heart and has nothing to worry about. You encourage me to drink because you are unhappy in your heart, but what kind of person is unhappy? Anyway, there are no young people like me, only those who are in the grade. In addition, I am not writing poetry, but just playing, where is the posture? But you, as soon as you came, felt that I was pretentious, and there was a way that "there is a Buddha in my heart, and everything is a Buddha." There is in my heart, and everything is. "As for what it means...... Need you say more?

Counterattacked the Liu family, piggybacking on the other party's old age and coy posture, Tang Jin's blow can be described as murderous, and for a while the Liu family's face turned pale, after all, for a woman, for a woman who cares about beauty, it is a great insult to be said to be old.

Tang Jin looked at the other party's Tie Qing's face, sneered, and said secretly: "Fight with me?" On scolding the street, we are ancestors, and in my last life, I also had the existence of being able to face hundreds of keyboard warriors alone, and your rank is still low. ”

Thinking like this in my heart, the ink in my hand has been polished, and I picked up the pen and paper, and the pattern that I had just drawn many times that I couldn't draw was completed in one go, and then put down the brush, gently picked up the rice paper, roasted it slightly on the stove, and waited for it to dry thoroughly, neatly folded it and put it in my arms, and said to Liu's hand: "Jin'er still has to discuss with the godfather, so I won't accompany Erniang, this milk and the stove Erniang will use it first, and then ask the next person to return it, and Jin'er will retire." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left, but the moment he turned around, a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth, and he returned to normal in an instant and walked silently towards the inner courtyard.

Only the Liu family was left stunned in place, and after making sure that Tang Jin was completely gone, he suddenly picked up the paper ball on the ground, unfolded it, and after looking at a few of them, his face was cloudy, and his eyes looked at the direction Tang Jin left, and the killing intent appeared in his eyes!

(To be continued)