The Imperial City of Loulan Kingdom, under the east gate of Loulan City, there is a stone road as black as graphite. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

On both sides of the stone road, there are emerald green willows, and the breeze blows slowly, and the spring is full of joy.

Trusting Yan Zide, the county guard of Tara County, riding a thin yellow horse with some luggage behind the horse, he walked slowly on the graphite road.

In front of the horse, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a military uniform, carried a sword at his waist, led the horse in his right hand, and walked slowly as well.

A pair of eagle-sharp eyes constantly scanned all directions, as if looking for enemies hiding in the shadows.

Yan Zide sat on the horse and smiled slightly at the young man who was always on guard.

"Guo Wei is okay, don't worry, I'm fine."

Guo Wei still didn't let his guard down, just glanced at Yan Zide who was about to do so with his spare eyes.

"My lord, those bastards used such shoddy means to drive you out of Loulan City, I don't think you will be allowed to go to Tara County so easily."

"You must know that Wang Renwu's bastard can do everything, if it weren't for him, Mrs. wouldn't be ......"

Yan Zide waved his hand to stop Guo Wei and didn't let him continue, but got off the horse and walked side by side with him.

"It's all over, don't mention it, don't worry about it, they won't do it to me until they get what I have."

"It is imperative that we take office in County Tara immediately and then consolidate our power."

"The behavior of these guys will definitely not change because of the death of Madame, and I am afraid that even if we leave Tara County, we will not have a stop time."

Guo Wei's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, the gaze in the corner of his eyes was sharper, and the killing intent appeared in his pupils.

"Don't worry, my lord, if I find an opportunity, I will definitely take Wang Renwu's life, and I won't let this moth harm our Loulan again."

Yan Zide patted Guo Wei on the shoulder, and then the figures of the two merged into the vast Gobi leading to Tara County.

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After discussing the countermeasures with Nalan Xuan, Ma Liang left Nalan House, and when he returned to the Shenbi Pavilion, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon.

When I returned to the outside of the Magic Pen Pavilion, I found that the leave note I wrote with my feet was still floating in the air, and there was no one at the door, and it was still so deserted.

Ma Liang smiled helplessly, deeply feeling the reality of this world and the cold state of the world.

Needless to say, his current reputation in Copper City, and in addition to this, he can be said to be a top-notch existence in the entire Tara County.

After all, he was the youngest sixth-level calligrapher and painter in the entire Tara County, and his strength was definitely top-notch.

According to Ma Liang's reading novels in modern times, or the plot development of TV series, Ma Liang should have a long queue here.

There will be at least ten or eight loyal fans waiting in front of Ma Liang's door day and night, just asking for a picture and a word.

But the reality is cruel, his business is still so bleak, looking at the way it looks today, the business here is not as good as when Gongsun Lan was there.

Fat Piaopiao on the opposite side saw Ma Liang, walked over with a smile, and squinted at Ma Liang as if looking at a monster.

Ma Liang got goosebumps all over his body, and his eyes flickered to look at Fat Piaopiao.

"Sister Piaopiao...... Is there something wrong? ”

Fat Piaopiao said with a smile.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you're still open?"

Ma Liang shook his head and said with a smile.

"What door is still open at this time, don't open it, wait until tomorrow."

Chubby Piaopiao looked disappointed.

"Oh, I'll buy it tomorrow."

Ma Liang was stunned.

"You buy?"

Chubby Piaopiao nodded.

"After I came to Tongcheng to open a store, I haven't been home for three years."

"Two days will be my father's 60th birthday, and I plan to go home, first, to go home to see my father, and second, to surprise him."

Ma Liang looked at the chubby fluttering circles in his eyes that were a little red, and smiled slightly.

"Daddy likes calligraphy and painting?"

Chubby Piaopiao sighed.

"Well, my family lives in Tiecheng, although there are scarce resources, people are as cheap as grass, and ten households are poor, but our Xu family is also a famous family, and their lives are quite rich."

"Because my grandfather's family is a scholarly family, my father also has some research on this ink thing, and with the affluent conditions of my family, he got the title of third-level calligrapher and painter at the age of 40."

"This is a high honor for the calligrapher and painter and his barren iron city."

Speaking of this, Fat Piaopiao's originally proud face suddenly sank.

"However, since that guy came to our Xu family, our family has suddenly fallen, not only my father's hands have been abolished, but the family property has also been taken by him."

"In the end, I was reduced to Tongcheng and made a living selling noodles, while my father took his younger siblings to live in a poor kiln in Tiecheng, and I still do so."

Ma Liang listened to the fat Piaopiao's experience, and only then did he know that her life experience was so pitiful.

But this is normal, in ancient times, in an era when a person's life was like a mustard, he paid his hands and lost his career, there were too many such people, and Ma Liang was not surprised.

At this time, Ma Liang knew that Fat Piaopiao wanted to buy a calligraphy and painting as a gift for his father.

"Sister Piaopiao, come in, I'll give you an overtime."

Fat Piaopiao smiled when he heard this, he knew that Ma Liang was also a little famous now, and his writing should be good.

So he walked into the Shenbi Pavilion with Ma Liang.

Fat Piaopiao followed Ma Liang in, because it was late and the light at the main entrance was not very good, so he didn't see the price list behind Ma Liang.

"Pony, have you written a congratulatory message, take it out and I'll pick one."

"Nope."

Ma Liang replied simply, and he was making up the quilt on the bed that was not folded.

Fat Piaopiao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ma Liang.

"Didn't you write it for someone else?"

"Nope."

Ma Liang still did not hesitate.

The chubby face is inexplicable.

"You don't have anything, what can I buy."

Ma Liang smiled and turned on the two lights in the room, and the inside of the Shenbi Pavilion suddenly lit up.

"Sister Piaopiao, my calligraphy and paintings here are all created according to the needs of guests, you just need to tell me some information about your father, and I can write it for you now."

Fat Piaopiao thought about it after hearing this, and found that this method was also very good, so he planned to tell Ma Liang what his father liked.

However, just as Fat Piaopiao was about to speak, with the bright lights in the room, Fat Piaopiao swept the price list of the Divine Pen Pavilion behind Ma Liang at a glance.

Suddenly, the eyeballs were about to fall out.

"Pony, did you make a mistake on this price list?"

Ma Liang took a look.

"Nope."

Fat Piaopiao immediately knew the real reason for the business depression here in Ma Liang.

"Is it true that you write in gold? This one word can be written into my 100 bowls of noodles. ”

Ma Liang smiled helplessly.

"That's still the cheapest."

Fat Piaopiao looked at Ma Liang with an angry face.

"Dismount, do you know how to slaughter?"