"Forget it, let's set a thirty copper coin."

Lu Chensheng thought about it, and then finalized the price.

It's just that the reality seems a little cruel, Lu Chensheng feels that thirty copper coins is not too much, but who knows that this afternoon will pass, and no one will come to buy paintings.

Lu Chensheng only felt that he had been hit hard, and it seemed that he couldn't continue to buy paintings.

"Hey, isn't that Miss Lu Xiucai?"

Just as Lu Chensheng was about to leave, he heard a soft voice sound, and then saw a woman coming with a maid.

When I saw the poem titled Nanzhuang in his calligraphy and painting, his eyes suddenly lit up slightly.

"Lu Gongzi, I don't know how much this poem sells for?"

The woman lightly pointed to the poems written in this door last year, and asked softly.

Since some time ago, this poem was read out by Lu Chensheng at the gate of the city, and there are not many people in Fufeng City at this time who don't know about this poem.

Although I will write this poem in private and appreciate it slowly, there are still some differences in whether the author of this poem has written it himself.

For some female literati who are very fond of poetry, it is the most rare collection to be able to own a calligraphy written by the poet himself.

"Thirty copper coins will be taken by the lady."

The woman was overjoyed when she heard this, the price was not expensive, and immediately waved her hand to let the maid pay, and she carefully took the word.

Thirty copper coins are better than nothing to be gained in a day.

However, Lu Chensheng saw that it was not too early, and he didn't plan to set up a stall, so he left after collecting his things.

"Hey, what calligraphy and paintings did Miss Lin receive, can you let me take a look at it?"

Lin Yu, who was traveling with her, saw Miss Lin leave for a while, and after having an extra ink treasure in her hand, she suddenly became interested.

Miss Lin smiled when she heard this, and she didn't mean to refuse, and handed over the ink treasure in her hand.

"I just saw Lu Xiucai posing for calligraphy and painting, thinking that the poem written by Lu Gongzi was good, so I bought one."

Poetry? Is that the poem that was written at the gate that day?

Lin Yu was also interested when she heard this, and hurriedly opened the calligraphy and painting to take a look, and immediately a flowing font came into view, but then she saw her delicate body trembling.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Lin Yu's face was a little strange, Miss Lin asked a little strangely.

Lin Yu shook his head, his jade hand held the calligraphy and painting tightly, and he turned his head to look at Wang Mohe, who had been following and had an elegant face, and asked softly.

"Wang Caizi, I wonder if I can let the little girl see the pen and ink of the genius?"

Wang Mohe was stunned when he heard this, and then his face was full of smiles, thinking that the other party wanted to know more about himself.

"There's nothing to do, it's just that I don't have this ink on me."

"What's so difficult about this, there are scholars over there who are putting calligraphy and paintings, and I ask Wang Caizi not to be stingy."

Saying that, Lin Yu took the lead and walked towards the scholars who were setting up stalls, but after approaching, he didn't see Lu Chensheng, and he was immediately slightly stunned.

"I just saw Lu Xiucai, and I just closed the stall and left, thinking that I was going home."

When Miss Lin saw Lin Yu's appearance, she probably guessed what the other party was thinking.

Actually left?

A slight sense of loss suddenly rose in Lin Yu's heart, one of the purposes of her coming over was to meet Lu Chensheng and ask about something.

"This brother, can you borrow pen and ink?"

Wang Mohe didn't think about it so much, when he thought of Linyu wanting his own pen and ink, the whole person was about to float.

This scholar didn't sell any calligraphy and paintings today, and when he saw that someone was going to use pen and ink, he immediately looked happy when he discharged dozens of copper coins.

"Brother, please feel free!"

After all, he just stood aside at random, not caring at all what the other party was going to write.

"Wang Caizi, if you don't mind, how about writing the previous peach blossom poems?"

Lin Yu saw Wang Mohe start writing, and immediately opened his mouth to say a word.

Wang Mohe didn't think much about it, and wrote it directly.

Twilight spring is late...

The poems are very easy to remember, although they were not written by themselves, Wang Mohe still remembers them clearly.

It's just that after this poem was written, there was already a look of disappointment in Linyu's eyes.

She didn't think about doubting the other party at the beginning, because the other party was a scholar, and if a scholar dared to do such a thing, it would be simply self-destructive.

However, with such trust, after she saw that Lu Chensheng wrote a poem, she immediately realized that this poem might have been written by Lu Chensheng.

She didn't know how many times she had read the poems she picked up at that time, the poems Lu Chensheng had just written, not to mention the rest of the words, the same peach blossom was clearly printed by a seal.

In such a situation, where is it not enough to show that this poem was written by Lu Chensheng, and this Wang Mohe is just an impostor?

In order to prevent accidents, she asked the other party to write again, and the font was completely inconsistent, which was enough to explain the problem.

"Linyu girl, it's written!"

Wang Mohe didn't notice the other party's face, and after writing it, he dried the ink slightly, and said with a smile on his face.

"No need, you can keep this ink for yourself."

Lin Yu's delicate face was already full of coldness, adding a bit of coldness.

Wang Mohe was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know why the other party suddenly didn't want it, and then he turned around and left when he saw Linyu, and he was immediately anxious.

"Miss Linyu, what's wrong? Why did you look like this, could you be doing something wrong? ”

In the past few days, he has inquired in many ways, and he has noticed that this Linyu identity is extremely noble, where is he willing to let the other party be dissatisfied with him like this?

"Get out of the way, please keep some distance from the little girl in the future."

Lin Yu saw that the other party stopped in front of him, and immediately said in a cold voice.

She was already extremely angry at this time, angry that the other party even lied to herself, and hated herself even more for being so easily deceived.

Wang Mohe was stunned, he didn't know what was wrong with this Linyu, and suddenly he was so indifferent to himself.

"Linyu girl, if there is any misunderstanding, can you tell me, if the girl doesn't say it, she will definitely not let go!"

Wang Mohe said that he was extremely aggrieved, and outsiders thought that Wang Mohe had been wronged.

This made Lin Yu more and more annoyed, and he didn't want to take care of the other party's face at this time.

"Look at the peach blossom poem you wrote, look at the original peach blossom poem in my hand, why is this font exactly the same as what Lu Xiucai wrote? You said that this peach blossom poem was written by you, and I think it is clearly your impostor! ”

When Wang Mohe heard this, he was suddenly shocked, and cold sweat instantly wet his underwear.

originally thought that after so much time, but after all, he didn't see the source of this poem, he thought that he could sit back and relax, but where did he expect it to be so exposed.

"It's not like this, it's all because Lu Xiucai happened to be on the side when he wrote the poem, so he let him see it and copy a copy by hand, which is the one in your hand."

Wang Mohe was in a hurry, and hurriedly opened his mouth to say a word.

It's just that Lin Yu doesn't believe his words at all at this time, how can he believe this?

I saw Lin Yuqiao's face cold, "Still quibbling, you clearly said that outsiders don't know about this poem before, how can you say it at this time, Lu Xiucai saw it?" ”

After speaking, she turned around and left directly with the maid, "I will tell the prefect about this matter, and strip you of your childlike fame!" ”

The voice came from afar, and Wang Mohe only felt that his feet were soft, and his face was as pale as paper in an instant.