Chapter 96 is disrespectful

Qin Jin was so angry that his heart trembled, he never thought that Zhou Ning would be embarrassed not to give it to him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIn front of so many people, how could Qin Jin's dignified four-grade imperial history Zhongcheng get off the stage?

"This Yunjiang County simply doesn't know how to lift."

"I really don't know what to do."

"I really think of myself as a person, something."

“……”

The voices of criticism were endless, and Zhou Ning completely ignored it, as if he hadn't heard it. Flies and mosquitoes are everywhere, and you don't have to live by listening to the buzz.

Zhang Quanli saw that Qin Jin was even more angry because he had lost face. Isn't it just a hundred taels of silver? What's the matter? He took out a silver ticket worth one hundred taels and sandwiched it between his index finger and thumb and gestured in front of Zhou Ning.

"One hundred taels, you see clearly." Zhang Quanli slapped the silver ticket on the table with a 'snap', and then stretched out his hand to ask Zhou Ning for a fan: "Bring it." ”

Zhou Ning opened the folding fan and shook it gently: "One hundred taels is the price just now, and now it's three hundred taels." ”

"What?" Zhang Quanli's eyes widened like cow's eyes, what kind of person is this? Also with a direct price increase? Zhang Quanli pointed at Zhou Ning angrily: "Don't kick your nose in the face, do you know who I am?" I'm telling you, you'll have to give me three points of thin noodles today. ”

Don't look at Zhang Quanli's stoutness, he looks stupid, he is not really stupid, he knows what officials are afraid of, and officials are most afraid of well-connected people.

Whoever has a wide network and a strong enough network can run amok. Even the 'Second Son of Heaven' was too young, so he directly moved the emperor out.

"I only know that I am Zhou Ning, and I am not interested in knowing who you are." Zhou Ning shook the folding fan lightly, as leisurely as he wanted.

Zhou Ning's fan was called to a height of three hundred taels, which was clearly not for sale, and the so-called offer was just a pastime for Zhang Quanli.

Zhang Quanli was so angry with Zhou Ning that his beard trembled: "The surname is Zhou, I remember you." ”

"I'm sorry for you." Zhou Ning had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, not light or heavy, just the right amount of anger. The folding fan is still gently fanning in his hand, and it still attracts everyone's attention.

Zhang Quanli looked at the words and paintings on the folding fan, and said angrily: "Don't think that you are the only one who can write and draw. ”

It turned out that he really fell in love with Zhou Ning's inscription poems and pictures, and Zhou Ning looked him up and down again, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a writer.

What kind of poetry and painting can he understand? Zhou Ning was also very curious about how he could have taken a fancy to his folding fan, so Zhou Ning said to him: "Can you see what is different about my calligraphy and painting?" If you can tell me the beauty of it, I'll give you this fan, how about it? ”

Zhang Quanli pointed to Zhou Ning's folding fan without hesitation: "You paint this person like my mother." ”

Person? Zhou Ning's painting skills are very poor, just to match the loop poem of 'Four Seasons Wang'er', he stubbornly painted a picture of a woman looking at the riverside and waiting for her son to come back.

It's just a few simple lines to outline a general outline, and there are no details on the head and face. All you can see is that the woman is old, bent over, and still standing in the wind on crutches and refusing to go home.

Where did he see that woman looked like his mother? Probably a kind of psychological comfort, or maybe he was referring to the likeness.

Zhou Ning's mother has passed away, and he missed the big exam because of his filial piety, otherwise he would probably be on the gold list at the age of sixteen.

There are some regrets in life that cannot be made up, if he can't change his mother for rebirth for the rest of his life, Zhou Ning would rather crush his head to fight for this opportunity, but there is no if in life.

People's hearts are soft. Soft, there is also a corner that is not touchable pain.

Zhou Ning folded the fan with a bang, and handed it to Zhang Quanli with both hands. Not because he is Qin Jin's guest, nor because 'the emperor has to give him three points of thin noodles', just because he doesn't hide his scheming sentence, 'You paint this person like my mother.'" ’。

The simple and simple heart of a child is moving, Zhou Ning wanted to earn him a hundred taels of silver at first, but now whoever uses money to measure this fan is too vulgar.

Zhang Quanli took the fan, stretched out his hand and pushed the silver ticket on the table forward: "You take this money." ”

When Zhou Ning asked him for a hundred taels of silver, he made a fuss, as if a hundred taels of silver could last a lifetime. Zhou Ningbai gave it to him, and he did not hesitate to push one hundred taels of silver tickets to Zhou Ning.

This is called contention is insufficient, concession is more than enough, as long as people give one step between each other, what contradiction can not be solved?

"Hahaha" Zhou Ning was amused by Zhang Quanli's naïve, and the words he said were spilled out of the basin, how could there be any reason to take it back?

No matter how much Zhou Ning loves money, it is impossible to pick up this silver ticket, not to mention that Zhou Ning really doesn't care about this one hundred taels of silver.

Zhang Quanli saw that Zhou Ning really didn't want to accept this silver ticket, so he picked up the silver ticket: "That's okay, I'll make your friend." ”

Zhang Quanli smiled and tied the fan to his waist, and tore off a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Zhou Ning. Zhou Ning could see that the jade pendant was worth at least five hundred taels of silver.

"Good jade, such a crystal clear jade fruit is rare." Zhou Ning didn't take the jade pendant, he said indifferently: "A gentleman doesn't win people's love, how dare I accept such a valuable thing?" ”

"I hate it when you literati talk so much, it's better to fart happily." Zhang Quanli forced the jade pendant into Zhou Ning's hand: "What kind of good things, I don't even remember who gave it to me." ”

Zhang Quanli embarrassed Zhou Ning, an ordinary folding fan was exchanged for a piece of Lantian jade, this is not a transaction, this is pure robbery.

Zhou Ning couldn't continue to push with him, it would be too hypocritical, so he tied the jade pendant around his waist. "This is really disrespectful and deserved, so thank you Brother Zhang."

"Again, I'm a rough man, you talk to me well, I can't understand the words." Zhang Quanli reached out and grabbed Zhou Ning's wrist, pulled him and was about to walk to his seat.

Qin Jin coughed deliberately, Zhang Quanli turned his head and glanced at him, pulled Zhou Ning and walked forward. Can Qin Jin manage him? Who he wanted to make friends with was not Qin Jin's turn to point fingers.

Qin Jin was also puzzled, these two people were obviously about to exchange fire, why did they suddenly turn a right-angle corner? He can't let them make friends, Zhou Ning is blacklisted in the 'Ertianzi', but Zhang Quanli is a big celebrity in front of the 'Ertianzi'.

If the gap between the 'Second Heavenly Son' and Zhou Ning does not exist, then what future does he Qin Jin have?