"Twenty-one Lang, you should have pity on me and send me away at will." Inside the house, Qian Feng smiled shyly, rubbing a pair of fat palms unnaturally, and his appearance and movements could be described as obscene.

"Don't think about it." Han Rui refused bluntly and was very resolute.

"Twenty-one Lang, I'm also your third brother, let's give me some thin noodles." Qian Feng said cheekily: "I don't dare to be delusional about that teacher's post, but in the second king's post, why should I give me one." ”

Han Rui didn't raise his head, silently refused, after Yu Shinan and Han Hui recognized each other, he naturally understood clearly, whose hand is the treasure of the Erwang calligraphy, although it is a copy of a fake, but there are also famous and non-famous masters, just like later generations, Zhang Daqian's imitation, but it is more valuable than the real handiwork.

Although Wang Xizhi's genuine handwriting must be higher than Yu Shinan's copy, but it is a treasure that can not be found, and Yu Shinan is in front of him, why bother to be near and far, how could Han Rui miss the opportunity, take all the two kings' calligraphy, and cheekily beg Yu Shinan to leave a seal.

Seeing his copy of the work back then, Yu Shinan was also very happy, hearing that Han Rui used this post to learn words, sighed, but also at his request, happily attached the seal, the truth that wealth is not exposed, Han Rui naturally knows, and is ready to treat these calligraphy as heirlooms, how can it be leaked out for people to rob.

Although carefully collected, but when practicing calligraphy, it happened that Qian Feng came to visit, Han Rui did not collect the calligraphy, at a glance, the natural aftermath is endless, in order to get the ink treasure, Qian Feng does not rob or make trouble, but fully carries forward the kung fu of the dead skin and face, and comes to entangle when he is free, a word, annoying.

"Twenty-one Lang, don't be so ruthless." Qian Feng's face was full of resentment, and he muttered in a low voice: "I think back then, we shared the same bed and slept together, and we were inseparable......"

couldn't help but shudder, Han Rui rubbed his arms with both hands, dissolved the goosebumps all over his body, and said helplessly: "Third brother, please don't always say something misleading." ”

"Misunderstanding? What a misunderstanding. Qian Feng held his orchid finger and whispered: "What people say is the truth. ”

In an instant, Han Rui's face turned pale, he felt sick to his stomach, stroked his forehead, and sighed: "I'm convinced, hurry up and turn back, otherwise, I'd rather vomit to death than give in." ”

"So, you agreed, and you can't go back." Qian Feng pinched his throat and said, his eyes blinked, and he threw a wink.

Dizzy, Han Rui didn't turn his head, and said weakly: "Agreed, don't act, I'm going to turn my face if I play again." ”

"Haha, haha." In an instant, Qian Feng laughed wildly, and shouted: "It's successful, as expected, a certain family is really wise." ”

Rolling his eyes, Han Rui walked into the inner room, and soon wrapped a rectangular box out, lifted the lid, and inside were scrolls of different lengths, with a bit of reluctance, Han Rui said: "No, it's all here, but declare in advance, you are not allowed to look at it, and what kind of copybook you pick depends on your own luck." ”

"Uh, this...... Can you give us a hint? Qian Feng asked worriedly, the so-called people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, which is his current state of mind, at the beginning, he only wanted to get one of them, and now he has the opportunity to choose, of course, he wants the best.

"Of course you can, who called you my third brother, brotherhood, just tell you clearly, look, the long scroll is the Lanting preface, this volume is Wang Daling's Mid-Autumn Festival, that is the famous ...... of Wang Youjun."

After thinking about it, Han Rui smiled, introduced them one by one, and said generously: "Whatever you want, just take it." ”

"All of them, okay?" Subconsciously blurted out, seeing that Han Rui's expression was wrong, Qian Feng hurriedly sneered: "Hehe, laughter, laughter, just laughter, as long as you say it, how can you go back on your word." ”

This is about the same, Han Rui retracted his contemptuous gaze and said with a smile: "Third brother, choose." ”

"Can you open it for me to observe and appreciate for a while."

Qian Feng put forward a new request, Han Rui didn't say a word, and directly took the box back to leave, Qian Feng hurriedly stopped, carefully curryed favor, and lost it, after a while, Han Rui changed his mind, put down the box, and watched coldly.

Wiping the sweat, his fingers flicked back and forth between the scrolls, hesitating, half ringing, Qian Feng gritted his teeth, tentatively picked up a scroll, looked at Han Rui carefully, and found that he had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't see any clues.

"Wang Youjun's Le Yi theory, have you chosen?"

Listening to Han Rui's inquiry, Qian Feng put it down again, picked up the long scroll of Lan Tingxu, and said with a smile: "Twenty-one Lang is an honest gentleman, so I guess he doesn't disdain to lie." ”

"That's nature." Han Rui said, his eyes were clear, and he did not avoid Qian Feng's gaze.

Qian Feng put his mind at ease, picked up the notebook, hugged his chest tightly, was a little embarrassed, and said with a shy: "Twenty-one Lang, you also know, Lan Tingxu...... Cheeky, let you cut your love. ”

"Understood, understandable." Han Rui was very calm, smiled, covered the box, and hugged it back indoors.

As soon as Han Rui turned around, Qian Feng couldn't wait to open the scroll, was stunned, and let out a shocking roar: "It's actually Le Yi, Twenty-one Lang, you lied to me." ”

"Oops." Han Rui hurriedly rushed out, looked down, and hurriedly apologized: "It must be that I remember wrongly, if I am deliberately deceiving, the third brother also knows, the calligraphy is messy, and if I don't open it and look at it carefully, I can't tell it." ”

If it were you, would you believe it? Qian Feng's heart was dripping with blood, and he knew that the matter had come to this point, and it must be irreparable, his eyes were full of tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "Twenty-one Lang, no...... I blame you, but I want to know, what was the first copybook to get? ”

"Well, I just went back to the room, and I opened it curiously and looked at it, it seems to be ...... Orchid Pavilion Preface. Han Rui said cautiously.

Poof, Qian Feng raised his head and spewed out a long blood mist, the above is purely Han Rui's fantasy.

Seeing Qian Feng's eyes glaring fiercely, there were words in his mouth, Han Rui was embarrassed to listen closely, and hurriedly apologized, for a long time, Qian Feng, who has always been magnanimous, took the opportunity to say: "Promise me something, just forgive you." ”

"What's the matter, you say." Han Rui said.

"Promised?" Qian Feng asked, Han Rui's attitude was vague, neither refusing nor affirming.

"No wonder some people say behind your back that you look like an old master, and you are not neat at all." Qian Feng rolled his eyes and said, "I really don't understand how Yan Xuezheng likes you." ”

Wiping his sweat, Han Rui said helplessly: "Third brother, don't use this word." ”

"Well, in other words, people want to accept you as an apprentice, and they have hinted several times, what do you mean." Qian Feng said: "Anyway, there is a response." ”

"You also know that I have always respected Yan Xuezheng very much." Han Rui lowered his head and flipped through the pages, but the words he said were ambiguous, making people not know what they meant.

"You...... If this is the case again, can't you give a ......" Qian Feng was so angry that his teeth itched.

Han Rui interrupted and said, "Third brother, what you said, won't this be it." ”

"Of course, no." After hesitating, Qian Feng Zhengse said, "Twenty-one Lang, I'm ready to go to Chang'an." ”

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