369 Holy Hand Crazy Book Thin Gold Body

Zhao Ji has a large group of sons, but he likes Jin Qiongsheng's son very much. First, he is old and has a son, second, he loves his son's mother, and third, this is his first mixed-race child, and he was born handsome and abnormal. In order to give your child a resounding name, rack your brains.

When I was in Bianliang, Tokyo, there were books that I could consult at any time. In the city of the Five Kingdoms, there are only more than 100 tattered books, and they are all enlightenment books. Fortunately, I read a lot of books in my early years, and I was well-read and memorized.

"Let's call it Zhao Qi." Zhao Ji thought for a long time and said.

"His brothers' names are all next to the wooden characters, so why does he use the water characters?" Jin Qiong asked a little puzzled.

"Yes! His eldest brother is called Zhao Huan, that is, the prince, the second brother is called Zhao Tan, the third brother is called Zhao Kai, the fourth brother is called Zhao Ji, the fifth brother is called Zhao Shu, the sixth brother is called Zhao Qi, the seventh brother is called Zhao Xu, the eighth brother is called Zhao Yan, and the ninth brother is called Zhao Gou...... It's all next to the wooden characters. Wood is not good for lack of water. Lacquer is also wood, lacquer tree. Zhuangzi also served as an official, that is, a lacquer garden official.

"Lacquer is a good thing, a useful thing. I hope that our Zhao Qi will grow up to be a useful person. I don't like Meng Jiao's poems very much, but there is a very good sentence: 'Glue paint Wu can be connected, Jin Lanwen can think.' ——We have lacquer, and our feelings will be more like lacquer! ”

said a word, Jin Qiong's heart was overjoyed, and her body snuggled in her husband's arms.

"Joan, you have been wronged by having a baby here. - I need to get more 'milk powder money' for my child! ”

In the past, Zhao Ji was the emperor, and the Great Song Dynasty was rich in the world, so he had what he wanted, but now he is a prisoner, and it is not easy to get some "milk powder money".

Selling and buying came as soon as he said it, and Wan Yanhan came to visit. When people give birth, you can't be empty-handed. There are really a lot of things sent, a bag of green beam rice, two golden chickens, three silver and white rabbits, and four koi fish......

Zhao Ji was flattered, and thanked again and again: "General Han, I am useless, how can I be embarrassed?!" ”

Wan Yanhan smiled and said, "It should be, it should be!" A Taoist gentleman has come to have a son, which is worth congratulating; Second, I would like to express my gratitude. Last time, the two words you wrote for me were sent back to the capital, and people liked it so much! ”

Wan Yan Han didn't tell the truth completely, he gave one character to the official book, and the other character was sold for 500 taels of silver......

"General Han, what words do you want, just say it!" Zhao Ji also came to be refreshed.

"As long as it's written by Daojun, anything is fine!" Wan Yanhan said while nodding.

At this time, Zhao Ji had a small study, and the two were talking in the study.

"We Jurchens have a children's song, and Daojun can write about it." Wan Yanhan thought about it and said.

"General Han read it to me, and I'll write it." Zhao Ji picked up the pen and prepared.

"I can't read it, I have to dance and sing at the same time." Wan Yanhan sang while dancing, "It's the New Year, what are you going to kill?" Kill a chicken. The chicken said: Eggs are lying in the dark during the day, it is better to kill me than to kill a duck. The duck said, "Short legs and long neck, it's better to kill me than to kill a sheep." The sheep said, "Four hooves are walking all over the mountain, and it is better to kill me than to kill a dog." The dog said: "During the day, he barks and his voice is hoarse, and when it is dark, someone beats him." It's better to kill me than to kill a horse. The horse said, "There are people riding on my back during the day, and it is better to kill me than to kill a donkey." The donkey said, "It's better to kill a pig than to kill me all day long." The pig said: Wo eat wola, it should be killed! ”

Zhao Ji smiled and leaned back, tears came out, clapped his hands and said, "It's so fun!" ”

Shabu Shabu, and after a while, it was written in his wonderful thin gold font.

"Daojun's words are very elegant, but this word is a bit vulgar!" Wan Yan Han said with a smile.

"Appreciate the elegance and the vulgar, appreciate the elegance and the vulgar!" Zhao Ji said with a smile.

Daojun wrote another poem to Wan Yan Han, and these three words came in handy. When he returned to the capital, he gave the poems and lyrics to Aixin Peiyu, the daughter of the official Shangshu. sold that vulgar character for thousands of taels of silver. spent 100 taels of silver, bought a lot of good things, and gave them back to Zhao Ji. Because it's useless to give money, there's nowhere to spend it.

Wan Yan Leng also saw the doorway, and felt that his brother was doing a business without a foundation. He was more generous, and pulled three carts of meat at once and gave them to Zhao Ji. In fact, it only costs a few dozen taels of silver.

Zhao Ji was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and said, "General Leng, what words do you want?" Say. ”

Comparatively speaking, Wan Yan Leng is more educated than his brother Wan Yan Han, and he can read more poems, so he thought about it and said: "Elechuan, under the Yin Mountain." The sky is like a dome, covering the four wildernesses. The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low. ”

Zhao Ji picked up the pen and did it overnight.

Wan Yan nodded in admiration, feeling that Zhao Ji looked quite weak, but the words he wrote were like a sword hook, extremely sharp.

"Daojun, have you ever framed Hai Dongqing?" Wan Yan asked coldly.

"It's only been set up once. It was a tribute from the Liao State, and it was really a good bird, and its name was Jade Claw. I've flown in the Gen Mountains, don't look at it as small, but it can kill swans. Zhao Ji said while thinking.

"The Liao people don't have Haidongqing, they are all paid tribute by our Jurchens. My ancestors were eagle trainers, and after a while, I pulled an eagle and gave it to Daojun to play. ”

"My subordinates also wrote a poem in praise of Haidongqing - 'According to legend, Haidong is not the same as all the birds. The two wings flew away, and the sky was in an instant. Turning his eyes is like electricity, chasing horses like the wind. When the swan falls, everyone refers to the far sky. ’”

"This poem is good, please write it down for me."

Zhao Ji responded to everything he needed and finished writing it quickly. Wanyan Leng was like a treasure, and he had the opportunity to bring two poems to the capital, and both of them were given to the prime minister.

Since then, the two brothers and Zhao Ji have tacitly understood each other, and they have a special tacit understanding. Zhao Ji wrote, and their brothers took turns to go to the capital to give away or sell money, and each got his own place.

Zhao Ji did not forget Zhao Huan, and gave half of the good things to his son. Since then, the relationship between father and son has improved greatly. The son thinks Lao Tzu is good and capable; Lao Tzu thinks that his son is also very good and filial.

The prince and his courtiers were also very happy, eating meat and wearing veils, all thanks to the good hand of the old emperor. The dignitaries and nobles in the capital were proud to get Zhao Ji's calligraphy and paintings.

The Wanyan brothers were hungry for profit, urging Zhao Ji to write more and paint more, so as to open up a harder relationship and sell more money. Compared with words, Zhao Ji's paintings are more valuable, a fan, can change a house in the capital.

One day, the two brothers came to Zhao Ji's study together, brought high-quality tea and cordyceps, and wanted to exchange for more calligraphy and paintings.

Zhao Ji said: "Two generals, scarcity is precious!" If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and if you have too many words and paintings, it will be worthless. You can go to the capital once every three months, and you can bring three or five calligraphy and paintings......"

The two brothers thought about it and felt justified, so they didn't rush it.

At first, Wan Yan Han and Wan Yan Leng were reluctant to come here to be guards, and they felt bored. Since joining forces with Zhao Ji, he has gained a lot of benefits from selling calligraphy and paintings, and he has become a fat shortage, and some people have been eyeing him, and some people above want to change his brothers.

The two brothers Han and Leng were very anxious, they hadn't made enough money yet, and they didn't want to leave the Five Kingdoms City. Zhao Ji also felt that there was a "feeling" with Wan Yan Han and Wan Yan Leng, and it was not good to change people. Wrote a volume of "Thousand Character Text" overnight, drew a "Lucky Picture", Wan Yanhan ran back to the capital to give a gift, and the seat was saved.

Please take a look at the next time - 370 Zhao Qi was promoted to Grandpa Jin