Yuli saw Shu Hui writing with feathers, and curiously leaned over to take a look. Now even the intelligence agencies in Li Shimin's hands are so rough, and the awareness of espionage and counter-espionage is still very backward, but she is not shy about what Shu Hui wrote.

Because when you see it, you see it, how can any important official document be approved in such a place? Yunsleeve Building is a place where poems are written, and most of them are written in the wind and snow, and it is necessary for beauties like them to compliment those officials or scholars to be happy.

"Sister, come and see!" Yuli read Shu Hui's words written in peculiar pen and ink twice, his heart moved, and he hurriedly beckoned Yingge to come over to watch. Yingge saw that Shu Hui had no objection, gave him a salute, and knelt down in front of the desk to read carefully.

"This ...... of the law," she asked Shu Hui for instructions: "Little brother, can the slave family sing it?" ”

Shu Hui suddenly became interested: "Can you sing this?" That's a good feeling, don't go quickly! "One person is another gold leaf. He suddenly thought that the poems filled in by the master in each box would be sung by the courtesans later, and how warm the atmosphere would be. How high will the reputation of his flirtatious pen be hyped?

With Shu Hui's approval, Yuli happily pulled Yingge back behind the curtain, and did not forget to bring the reward just now to Liu Liu and Lu Xiang, who were still sitting behind the screen: "Two sisters, play a song "Magpie Stepping on the Branch". ”

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Shu Hui didn't know how Yingge's singing skills were, but the singing voice sounded very moving to him anyway. At her age, her voice does not have a trace of greenness, and I am afraid it can be regarded as a combination of talent and hard work.

"But why is it a magpie stepping on a branch, I thought she really understood, but it turned out to be Zhang Guan Li Dai?" Shu Hui thought unlearned, unaware that the so-called "Butterfly Loves Flowers" song was "Magpie Stepping on Branches" by the Tang Dynasty Teaching Workshop Division.

Fortunately, in order to save some face for Yuli and Yingge, he didn't say anything, otherwise he might not be embarrassed. If they want to play the butterfly love flower, it is estimated that they can only sing the Dongfei Shrike song just now.

After singing two songs in a row, Yingge and Yuli both walked into the inner hall with a slight breath, and Shu Hui estimated that the two of them who were playing the pipa and Konghou were also a little tired, so they shared the fruit bowl with them.

"Papapa~" Hongyu, who went out to find Liu Tingshi, also returned to the box with the person she was looking for at this time.

Thinking that the two of them had already arrived just now, but the outside room was occupied by singing and dancing, so they didn't interrupt, and when the singing stopped, Liu Jianshi clapped his hands and walked in. When the four official prostitutes saw him, they all stepped forward to greet him.

"That's a good word, Shu Hui, could it be that you wrote this?" Hearing Liu Tingshi's question, the four pairs of beautiful eyes in the audience were surprised, and they all stared at Shu Hui to know if it was true, they never thought that such emotional words could be written by children who have never been in the world.

Hongyu didn't have any doubts, his young master didn't seem to be interested in these things, and eighty percent of them looked at it from other places. Just as she was thinking about it, she felt Shu Hui put her hand on her waist and pulled it out, and finally pulled out a pink tulle in her flushed face.

This is the scarf that Shu Hui asked her to use to cover the crystal bottle in the morning, one end is covered on the bottle, and the other end is hidden in the placket around the belt. Shu Hui tore off the excess part of her placket and covered her face, so that she could finally cover it without sleeves.

"Of course I didn't write it, this was written by a future lyricist named Liu Sanbian, how about it, it's okay?"

Liu Tingshi nodded along with Shu Hui's meaning, he didn't know Liu Sanbian's life, so it was not good to evaluate rashly, but he was even more in awe of Shu Hui's unpredictable means: "The gods can even see the future poems clearly, it's simply boundless!" He is worthy of being a god who can steal stars from the sky. ”

Only the four official prostitutes looked at Shu Hui's actions inexplicably, and expressed their confusion at the meaning of his words.

"Envoy, will there be poetry in the banquet?" Shu Hui saw that Liu Tingshi was looking at the pile of pen and ink gift boxes that Shu Hui didn't know when Shu Hui brought in, and while he was in front of him, he hurriedly asked.

Liu Tingshi rubbed his beautiful beard under his chin, and Sven smiled: "There are so many colleagues and talents here, of course, it is indispensable to ask each other for advice, this is an annual event." "Isn't it, the tribute is only once a year, and it is better to accumulate some talent before then?

Shu Hui was thrilled when she heard this. Before he came, he just wanted to give things away, let others sell him a face and try to use it, and if he thought it was good, of course he would promote it, and the plan was so simple. But now that there's a better solution, it's time to start an impromptu plan B.

He invited Liu Tingshi to sit down, taught him to write a few words in a flirtatious written test, and then asked how he felt.

"This feather is unheard of. I didn't think I could write so smoothly, and the paper and ink consumed could be saved...... But why do you have to write from left to right? ”

Liu Tingshi groaned, although he wrote a few words crookedly, but seeing that Shu Hui used it smoothly, he estimated that this kind of pen could be used daily without too much practice.

Hearing him ask like this, Shu Hui was slightly stunned, he didn't say that he could only go from left to right! But he thought about it, it was really necessary, at least when the pen was used, he often hung his hand down to the paper, and wrote from left to right until the ink was dry.

"You can try it yourself, and you'll know why." He said inscrutablely.

Liu Tingshi frowned, and wrote it from right to left again, wanting to carefully understand the difference. Suddenly, I felt a cold feeling on my hand, and when I picked it up, I saw that it had been stained with an ink stain, and the words written before on the paper were also scratched.

"I see." He was relieved, took the silk handkerchief handed by Yingge and wiped his hand stained with ink, but heard Shu Hui say that if this pen writes as big as it was just now, it can write at least three or four thousand before it needs to be re-sharpened with a knife. If used with care, a pen made of ordinary goose feathers can copy the entire text.

That's 43,000 words! A goose feather can be made at home, but if you change to a brush, you will be bald several times.

"This ink ...... Is it precious? Liu Tingshi's breathing was a little short, there was a fuel-saving lamp in front of him, and a quill in the back, he estimated that the position of the heavenly official of the Ministry of Industry was not without opportunities, and with this qualification, he might be able to turn it in one year.

Shu Hui smiled slightly, unfolded the production instructions and handed them to Liu Tingshi: "Mix two hundred yuan a tael of pine smoke ink into ink, if the color is about the same shade, then you can make the same amount of ink at home at the cost of only thirty yuan." It's just that this kind of ink is not easy to preserve, but it is a bit troublesome. ”

He thought that the bitter water well he saw on the road should be rich in nitrite, and this trouble that is not easy to preserve should not be difficult to solve.

"No trouble, no trouble!" Liu Tingshi looked at the illustrated and concise instructions in his hand and was very happy: "You can do it yourself at home, then there is nothing troublesome." ”

He never thought of using this kind of brush and ink to shake the status of brush and smoke ink in formal documents. It is only used for poor students to transcribe scriptures and practice articles, or for businessmen and officials to record account books, so that a little trouble is nothing in the face of great convenience and money-saving.

Looking at Liu Tingshi's expectant eyes, Shu Hui did not disappoint him: "So envoy, I want to ask you to promote this set of writing instruments." For example, at this dinner, there are still forty-nine boxes of suits left on the table, how about being a reward for those who are beautiful in poetry? ”

Liu Tingshi nodded in agreement, and said thoughtfully: "This is wonderful! Then he took Meishu's hand and decided to simply make it bigger: "At that time, I will ask someone to compile the poems obtained at this banquet into a collection, ask celebrities and scholars to write a preface, and copy thousands of copies with a quill pen and send them to various states for study, which is also a beautiful thing." ”

As he spoke, he bowed to Shu Hui in the stunned eyes of the official prostitutes: "The benevolent person is noble, and the poor family in the world will be blessed from now on." ”

Shu Hui returned the salute: "The envoy also made great contributions, and the formulation of this ink formula, Yuan Mingfu and Huojing County Bureau also participated." ”

Hearing him say that there is also the credit of Yuan Tiangang and others, Liu Tingshi put his hands behind his back, and he no longer moderated his role: "Of course I won't forget." This time the tributary envoy entered Beijing, and this good news will spread throughout the country. ”