Seeing that the woman explained the origin of the monkey's waving of the golden rod in the Spring Festival couplet, Wang Xiang smiled slightly and said: "This little ...... Childe is really smart. ”

The woman heard that Wang Xiang was praising herself, smiled and said, "I just happened to read the book "Journey to the West" written by Hou Ye. ”

But he secretly muttered in his heart: Ice and snow are smart, this word is fresh, is he praising me for being as holy and noble as ice and snow, smart and clever? But how does that sound like a woman's?

The word Bing Xue smart comes from a poem by Du Fu, and Du Fu has not yet been born at this time, so this word has become Wang Xiang's first creation, anyway, he has more "first" things, as the so-called lice are not itchy, and debts are not worried.

"Hou Ye is really unparalleled, and every Spring Festival couplet he made is a masterpiece." Seeing that Wang Xiang was in a good mood, the stall owner sent a cautious temptation: "I don't know if I can ask the Hou Ye to give me the ink treasure, and the villain will definitely be enshrined after he goes back to make it an heirloom." ”

I'll go, you kid still has to make an inch, helping you make a pair of Spring Festival couplets has already made you a lot of money, and even let me give Mobao in person.

In fact, someone asked himself to give Mobao this is a very face-saving thing, but it is a pity that Wang Xiang knows his level, there is no problem in stealing a few poems and stealing a few couplets of Spring Festival couplets, it is better to write calligraphy with his hands, and he has not yet learned to write calligraphy with his little son, it is too embarrassing to write badly in front of so many people, especially there is a beautiful woman who obviously has a little admiration for himself next to him, Wang Xiang naturally does not want to make a fool of himself.

"Ahem, that...... Forget about the Mobao thing, I still have something to go first, you continue, you continue. ”

After speaking, he smiled at the woman dressed as a man, turned her head, squeezed out of the crowd, carried the gift box and ran away, no matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like she ran away.

Seeing that Wang Xiang suddenly ran away, the owner of the stall sighed secretly, the ink treasure given by the Hou Ye is gone, it's a pity, the ghost will take it home as an heirloom to worship, someone must be willing to pay a lot of money to buy this thing.

"Everyone, everyone, the New Year is going to post the Spring Festival couplets, just now Hou Ye made a new pair of Spring Festival couplets, if anyone wants to buy it, they can book in advance, ten dollars a pair, as long as ten dollars a pair!"

Hearing the shouting of the stall owner faintly behind him, Wang Xiang stumbled under his feet and almost fell down......

The woman didn't rush to book the Spring Festival couplets in the crowd, her words were much better than the words on the Spring Festival couplets sold by the stall owner, and she also had a great Confucian, a grandfather of a great calligrapher, if it was calligraphy, few people in the entire Tang Dynasty could match her grandfather.

"Miss, what's the urgency of Jiayuanhou, why didn't he even have the time to give words?"

After leaving the crowd, the little maid finally didn't have to call her own lady a son, and the woman chuckled when she heard the words and said: "What is he in a hurry, Jiayuanhou's literary talent is indeed not comparable to ordinary people, but Jiayuanhou's calligraphy is ......"

Speaking of this, the corner of the woman's eyes curled and she couldn't help but chuckle.

"What's wrong with Jiayuanhou's calligraphy?" The little maid asked curiously.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled and whispered, "I heard my grandfather say that Marquis Jiayuan learned calligraphy with Princess Jinyang in the palace. ”

"Ahh The little maid was surprised: "Princess Jinyang is not a talented ......"

"Yes, Princess Jinyang is only seven years old after the New Year, and the Marquis of Jiayuan wants to learn calligraphy with the Princess of Jinyang, so where is he in a hurry, is he running away, I didn't expect to go out today not only to hear a new Spring Festival couplet, but also to see the appearance of the Marquis of Jiayuan running away, which can be regarded as a ......."

"Miss, Miss, I've found you!"

Before the woman's words could be finished, she was interrupted by an eager voice, looked back, and said strangely: "Lu'er, why are you here?" ”

It was also a young maid who ran over, and after listening to the woman's question, she panted and said, "Miss, old ...... Something happened to the master, and the adults made me ......"

"What! What happened to my grandfather? The indifference on the woman's face disappeared in an instant, and she grabbed the little maid with a nervous face.

……

Wang Xiang escaped from the stall selling Spring Festival couplets and walked towards Lao Cheng's mansion, in addition to Lao Cheng's mansion, he had to go to several mansions one by one to pay New Year's greetings, but the first thing to go must be Lao Cheng's mansion, otherwise he would definitely be said.

When I arrived at the gate of Lu Guogong's Mansion, looking at the carriage outside, Wang Xiang sighed again, every year during the Chinese New Year, Lao Cheng's Mansion was full of traffic, people came and went, and it was really prosperous.

However, this year's Hou Mansion is not bad, when Wang Xiang went out, many people came to visit, because Wang Xiang wanted to go out to greet Lao Cheng and others, so he did not set up a banquet in the mansion.

Cheng Chuliang was sent by Lao Cheng to welcome guests at the door as in previous years, and many of the people who came to visit were big men in the court, if he only let the people in the house welcome guests, it would inevitably seem too arrogant, so poor Cheng Chuliang couldn't eat and drink with everyone during the New Year, and had to stand obediently at the door to welcome guests.

Seeing Wang Xiang coming, Cheng Chuliang's eyes lit up, and he ran forward happily and said, "Zixin, you are here." ”

lived like a resentful woman waiting for her husband to return, and Wang Xiang trembled for a while.

"I said Brother Chu Liang, we are all so acquainted, don't be so enthusiastic."

"I've been looking forward to you for a long time, I really want to be a brother."

Wang Xiang slanted his eyebrows and said secretly: No, your kid still lived in my house the day before yesterday, why does this seem like he hasn't seen me for many years.

"Let's go, Zixin will come in with me." Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but pull Wang Xiang towards the inside, and as he walked, he turned around and instructed the housekeeper who was standing at the door to greet the guests: "I'll bring my son in, you welcome the guests well." ”

Yes, Wang Xiang has already reflected why Cheng Chuliang is so enthusiastic, it turns out that he regarded himself as a savior, and it was the same last year, after he came, he could take the opportunity to welcome guests at the door.

Sure enough, this thing happily pulled Wang Xiang towards the table where Lao Cheng was, and said loudly: "Dad, the son is new!" ”

This voice immediately attracted everyone's attention, and seeing that everyone was looking over Wang Xiang covered his forehead, he really wanted to say that he didn't know this guy.

Cheng Chuliang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and directly pulled Wang Xiang to Lao Cheng to ask for credit: "Dad, I brought Zixin over." ”

I'm going, I'm here to pay New Year's greetings, how can you say it from your mouth as if you are arresting a prisoner.

However, Wang Xiang still respectfully bowed to the old man Cheng and said: "The kid has given Uncle Cheng a New Year's greeting, I wish Uncle Cheng all the best, and he will always smile." ”

Lao Cheng laughed when he heard this: "Okay, what Zixin said always makes people feel happy, come, sit next to Uncle Cheng." ”

(To be continued.) )