Chapter 34 Royal Street Rescue

Whoever stands barefoot on the ground has cold feet, and whoever walks barefoot has sore feet. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Siwei's biggest worry now is not whether he has food, but whether he has shoes to wear.

As soon as the silver ticket arrived, the first thing he did was to tell Xu Ping to buy him a set of shoes and socks. In this Bianliang City, Xu Ping was familiar with closing his eyes and could figure out the way, and soon he bought shoes and socks, and bought Chen Siwei a hairband and a hairpin.

Chen Siwei Shu followed the teahouse junior to the small courtyard behind to make a basin of water, washed his feet, put on the newly bought socks and thin-soled boots, tied his hair and came out again, and the whole person felt refreshed.

Gao Jingyuan opened Chen Siwei's four-handled fan upstairs and spread them side by side on the table. He felt like he didn't have enough eyes.

The four poems are written in four fonts, each of which is written in a mature and sophisticated manner, and it does not look like it was written by a teenager. The typography of the four-handle fan is just right.

The majestic and dignified italic body with the awe-inspiring plum blossom, the thin gold body with the thin gold body with the thin orchid like the edge of the sword, the free, dense and decent line of calligraphy with large and small chrysanthemums, the longitudinal and easy, looking forward to the colorful cursive with the straight or inclined bamboo forest.

"Brother Qiao, hehe, okay." Gao Jingyuan said to himself: "I have many talents in the Great Song Dynasty, how can I succeed Chen Siwei? ”

The person who sent the fan up had been standing aside respectfully and didn't dare to say much, and after standing for two quarters of an hour, Gao Jingyuan was still looking at the four fans.

The one had no choice but to speak: "Master, Brother Qiao is still waiting for the money to buy the poem, if you like it, I"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was slammed open, and he looked back. Bai Jingchen stood at the door panting: "Teacher, I, I, I have something to tell you." ”

Gao Jingyuan waved his hand, the man bowed down, and asked again: "Stay?" ”

"Of course stay!" Gao Jingyuan glared impatiently, such a talent must stay.

This Qiao Ge'er is definitely a potential talent of the Great Song Dynasty, and now he only sees the talent of poetry and music, and if he is cultivated with time, he will be able to become a talent for governing the country and the world.

Gao Jingyuan didn't pay Brother Qiao for a long time, he was hesitating to call him up to meet him. Gao Jingyuan won't go downstairs, because there are many people downstairs, and it is inevitable that someone will recognize him.

He has stepped down and does not want to attract attention. The sense of smell of officials is too sensitive, and the ability to associate is too strong, so you must be careful in everything.

The man bowed his head and exited the door, turned and ran briskly downstairs.

Chen Siwei waited for the flowers to thank him, since the man went upstairs, he sold Mei Ji a poem, Xu Ping went out to buy something, he washed his feet, dressed neatly, and waited for about half a cup of tea before the man ran downstairs.

Chen Siwei doesn't particularly care about whether the four songs are sold or not now, anyway, he can't starve to death for the time being. Now that the existential crisis is over, there is less panic in my heart. As the saying goes, money is heroic courage, and when there is no money, there is no bottom in the heart.

The man ran to Chen Siwei with a smile on his face: "Apologize, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"It doesn't matter." Chen Siwei and the others have waited, what's the use of complaining now?

The man took out twenty-five taels of silver and put them on the table, and Gao Jingyuan said that if he liked them, he would buy them all and give him an extra reward.

Bai Jingchen's sudden intrusion just now gave the man no chance to ask how much the extra reward was, so he made his own decision and rewarded Chen Siwei with five taels of silver.

"This is the reward and reward that our master has given you." The man untied the fan bag on his waist again, and handed it to Chen Siwei reluctantly: "Return the original of your fan." ”

Chen Siwei was not in a hurry to collect the cash first, but took out a fan. 'Whew', Chen Siwei opened the fan and looked back and forth.

The man had been gone for a long time, and who knows what he had done. Checking it in person so as not to be verbose, Chen Siwei saw that the fan fruit was the original and not damaged, so he closed the fan and put it in the cloth bag.

Seeing Chen Siwei's open fan, the man regretted it even more. I knew that his fan was a tortoiseshell fan, and I couldn't agree to say anything that I could not agree with him to inscribe a fan and sell poems, so I just bought his fan directly.

It's too late to say anything now, I can only watch Chen Siwei put away the fan and collect the cash, he has a bumper harvest. Chen Siwei didn't even have a money bag, he tied the fan around his waist, and the silver was directly wrapped in a furoshi.

The poems were sold out, Chen Siwei had no intention of staying in the teahouse, he still had to hurry, although he didn't know where he was going, but he decided to leave Bianliang.

Leaving this place where he once thought he would never have a chance to leave in his life, the outside world is even vast, and the most important thing is that Hou Ye can never leave the capital, so that he can avoid seeing each other.

Chen Siwei didn't want to see anyone in Huai'an Houfu again, he didn't want anything, he just wanted to stay away, the farther away the better, so far away that he was not in the same world.

"Thank you." Chen Siwei gave the man a gentle squeeze, and then went to Xu Ping and Da Niu and said, "Let's go." ”

"Brother Qiao, you are too powerful! In such a short time, I earned one hundred and twenty-five taels of silver. Da Niu jumped excitedly, not to mention letting him earn so much silver, even if he saw it, it was the first time he saw it.

What is more than a hundred taels of silver to Chen Siwei before returning to Houfu? Now it's astronomical for him, it's a huge amount of money.

Chen Siwei only regarded it as a money given to him by God, and with this money, he didn't have to rely on begging to get away.

"Brother Qiao, how can you make such a good poem? Those people are always jealous of you. Da Niu walked without looking ahead, staring at Chen Siwei's face.

Chen Siwei replied to him lightly: "Everything is better than the next grade, only reading is higher." Studying hard will naturally have a good future. ”

"Reading?" Da Niu is running and playing with a few half-sized children in the streets and alleys every day, or he will help the family take care of the business, and he has never thought about reading. "Can I read too?"

Chen Siwei's stupidity when he saw Da Niu was really childish: "Of course, anyone can read books." ”

"Oh~, I want to be as good as you." The big bull jumped up excitedly.

Da Niu only cared about the excitement, imagining that one day he would be able to be like Brother Qiao today, in front of many movers, but he didn't expect a sharp turn and bumped into someone.

"Ahh With a scream, I saw a girl rushing forward.

Chen Siwei dragged the already frightened bull back, and threw the bull behind, he had no chance to catch the girl, so he had to slip his feet and catch the girl with his back facing the sky, and the two of them fell firmly on the street.