Song Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this.

In this way, Yi Zhitang can make a name for itself and no longer be restricted by the British government everywhere.

"It's just that 'Yi Zhi Tang' is a hall name, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate," he muttered, "It's better to take another nickname." ”

"That's what I thought too." Dou Zhao smiled, "It's just that I haven't thought of any good names for a while, I don't know what your idea is?" ”

"Then use your alias!" Song Mo smiled, "Anyway, you will have to help plan this kind of thing in the future." ”

Dou Zhao was embarrassed and said, "I don't have an alias!" ”

Song Mo was very surprised, but then became eager to try.

"Shall we take one now, then?" As he spoke, he took Dou Zhao to the study, sent away all the servants he had with him, and laid out the rice paper himself, grinding the ink classics, "Zhao, Riming also." The autumn moon shines brightly, and the winter ridge shows a lone pine...... It seems to be too lonely and cold, and it doesn't match what we want to do. The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the sky is full of clouds...... Yunhai Building Master ...... It doesn't seem to be very good......

Seeing that he looked exhausted, Dou Zhao couldn't help but smile, and stepped forward to press the ink ingot in Song Mo's hand: "I'll help you sharpen the ink!" ”

The two fingertips touched.

Song Mo's hand slipped for a moment before letting go.

"Or, let's take it as the number?" As he spoke, he walked to the pen holder and picked out a wolf pen, "The Zhending Fork River originates from the Hutuo River, and it is called Houchi in the "Zhou Li", and it is also called the Qingning River in the Northern Wei Dynasty, so let's take one of these two, right?" ”

Dou Zhao's background is really fixed, but in the previous life, she only knew that the Fork River was a branch of the Hutuo River, but she didn't know that the Hutuo River was once known as Houchi and Qingning. In this life, there was still a time when Mr. Song gave her a lecture and mentioned it endlessly, and she knew the ins and outs of the Fork River. That's it, it's because Mr. Song arrived in Zhending and consulted ancient books.

She believes that the average person will not pay attention to this.

Song Mo talked eloquently and looked extremely familiar.

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo's gaze and couldn't help but sink a little.

Song Mo, who was bowing his head and writing, didn't notice it, he especially said to himself: "I think it's better to be Qingning." Lao Tzu once said: In the past, the sky can be cleared, and the earth can be peaceful, so it is better to take the alias 'Qingning landlord' or 'Qingning resident'...... 'get a pavilion master'. ”

Dou Zhao liked it very much. smiled: "Then engrave 'Qingning Mansion Master'." ”

Song Mo was very happy when he saw that Dou Zhao liked it, and he rummaged through the cabinets in the study with great interest: "I remember that my grandfather left me a piece of Tianhuang Stone, and I will carve a spare chapter for you." ”

Dou Zhao was stunned: "You can still carve seals?" ”

"Hmm!" Song Mo said, "Uncle sometimes has to check how well I practice my internal kung fu. Let me carve a seal, to see if my hands are steady, I have specially followed Mr. Jin Shouyan, a master in southern Fujian, to learn seal carving. He said, smiling and turning his head, "Found it!" He took out a gold-lacquered luodian box with plum blossoms painted on it and placed it on the kang table.

The button is a cicada lying on a bamboo, with a bright and beautiful color and a texture as soft as a baby's skin. Let Dou Zhaoai choose no hand.

"Do you use this carved seal?" Song Mo is good at calligraphy, since he said that he can carve seals, I want to come to the technique is good, but seal carving should not only pay attention to calligraphy. also have to pay attention to the layout, with Song Mo's age, even if he is talented, I am afraid there are shortcomings. I feel that such a precious Tian Huangshi can only be used when Song Mo is an old man. can't help but feel a little pity, "When I was young, I used to follow a few pieces of bloodstone from my father, and I also brought it with me when I got married this time." Why don't you use bloodstone? Keep this field of Huangshi, and carve a spare chapter for you in the future. ”

That kind of tone with a bit of pampering made Song Mo stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy smile.

"We still have several small stones like this in our house," he didn't expect Dou Zhao to like printing materials, "Only the printing button of this piece is more suitable for you, so I thought of him." If you like it, take it all. As he spoke, he shouted out to Chen He.

Chen He immediately flashed in.

Song Mo instructed him: "You go and get the key to the warehouse, and I will go with my wife to find a few pieces of printing materials." ”

Chen He answered and went to get the key.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but be moved.

went to the warehouse with Song Mo.

The little guy carried a lantern high, and the warehouse was brightly lit.

Thin sweat broke out of Dou Zhao's forehead.

There are a total of five Huangtian stones, which are scattered randomly in a box. Two of them are wool, but the texture is clear, the condition is very good, and the other three have been carved with buttons, one is a tiger, one is a lion, and one is a deer.

No wonder Song Mo said that only the printing material in her hand is more suitable for herself.

Dou Zhao muttered, and painedly wiped the dusty white jelly Qingtian stone, the lotus root jelly bloodstone, and the white hibiscus Shoushan stone one by one.

When Chen He saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to help, and explained: "These are all small pieces, there is no place to put them, so they are rested on the lattice of this multi-treasure grid, if you like Tian Huangshi, there is also a Tianhuang stone carved Guanyin Buddha statue in the library, it is a little small, if you don't dislike it, I will find it out for you to see?" ”

Whose idea was it to carve a Buddha statue from Tianhuang stone?

Dou Zhao nodded.

Chen He took the booklet to find the Buddha statue, and Dou Zhao found two inkstones in an old box. A skillful stone eye, pecked as a lotus leaf frog, the stone is moist. The other piece is purple, and there are large and small stone eyes at the bottom of the inkstone, which at first glance looks like water vapor and is unusually round. At first glance, it is not ordinary.

Dou Zhao gasped and asked Song Mo, "How many of these things do you have in your house?" ”

"I don't know." Song Mo seemed to have seen these two inkstones for the first time, and he played with them in his hand, "There are too many things, densely packed with a few account books, and some of them are impressive, so I took them out and ......used them," he said

, raised the inkstone in his hand to Chen He, and said, "You put them in the account book, and I will take them back to the study." ”

Chen He answered, and was still there sweating with the manager in charge of the treasury, and muttered: "I remember clearly in this warehouse...... Why is it gone......"

Out of sight, not upset, Dou Zhao didn't bother to wait here, said to Chen He, and went back to the room with Song Mo.

Both of them had some dust on their bodies, and they called the maid to freshen up again.

When Dou Zhao came out, Song Mo was looking at the two inkstones under the lamp.

Hearing the movement, he raised his head and said with a smile: "You say." I give these two inkstones to my father-in-law, will my father-in-law like it? ”

It turned out that he brought out the two inkstones to give to his father.

Dou Zhao was stunned, and quickly laughed again, and said: "He will like it very much, and he will be reluctant to use it, put it in the study, and whenever a guest comes, he will take it out and show off." And with sù others, this is a gift from my son-in-law...... Do you still want to send it? ”

Song Mo opened his mouth wide, but said, "Of course I want to send it!" Not only to send, but also to look again to see if there is anything better. ”

Dou Zhao laughed.

Song Mo sat on the kang and typed the manuscript.

Dou Zhao urged him: "Go to bed early, right?" I'm going to wake up early tomorrow. ”

Song Mo was more tenacious than she imagined.

"You go to sleep first!" He didn't lift his head and said the tunnel. "I'll write this before I go to sleep."

Dou Zhao smiled and went to sleep first.

When she woke up the next morning, Song Mo slept beside her.

He bent his body and lay down on the bed carefully, and as soon as he turned over, he would fall down, leaving most of the bed to Dou Zhao, looking very restrained.

Dou Zhao thought of the treasures in that room. Seeing Song Mo's sleeping posture again, his heart was sour, and his eyes were a little astringent.

She tucked the corners of the quilt for him and got out of bed lightly. Whispered to the manna who served her to get up: "You all light, be careful to wake up the son." ”

Manna whispered "yes".

Dou Zhao went to the ear room to freshen up.

Song Mo, who was carrying Dou Zhao on his back, didn't know what and had already opened his eyes.

In the faint morning light, his eyes were as clear as stars.

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Because it was a banquet hosted by Song Mo and Dou Zhao, except for Mrs. Lu and Princess Ningde. It's all juniors.

Feng Hui, the third wife of the Jingguo Mansion, introduced her concubine to Dou Zhao with a smile, Shi, the niece of the Marquis of Changxing: "...... I heard that my cousin was going to hold a chrysanthemum feast, so I wanted to come and see it. I say. My cousin and sister are kind people, so you can just follow me. No, I brought her here. Speaking of which, we are not outsiders, our sister-in-law's mother-in-law's brother, married to your sister, our two families, can be regarded as close to each other. ”

Compared with the previous reserve, Mrs. Zhang San is extraordinarily enthusiastic, even Mrs. Zhang Er, who came uninvited, and her smile is also very kind.

The poor in the downtown no one asks, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

As a human being in two lives, Dou Zhao doesn't know how many such things he has seen, and he has already been able to deal with them calmly.

She smiled and exchanged a few words with Mrs. Zhang, and Mrs. Wang walked over with a young woman who looked very ordinary and was dressed very plainly.

"Madam," she introduced to the woman to Dou Zhao, "this is Mrs. Huichang Boshizi. ”

Dou Zhao's heart was shocked.

Shen Qing, the son of Huichangbo, married the daughter of Xiao Sanyou, a friend of Huichangbo's former friend. After the King of Liao ascended the throne, it was the imperial history that impeached Xiao Sanyou for bullying and dominating the market, built a cemetery for his mother, and brought out Hui Changbo, and Hui Changbo's family would be beheaded.

Of course, she never believed the reason why the Shen family was beheaded, but she still couldn't help but look at Shen Qing's wife, Xiao Shi.

Xiao Shi obviously has not yet adapted to the change of identity, and bowed to Dou Zhao in a cowing manner, whispering "madam".

"Don't be adamant." Dou Zhao smiled at her affectionately, and his tone was brisk, "There are no elders here today, you can do whatever you want, you can say whatever you want, even if you drink too much and lose your temper, I will find a way to make you sober up and come back." ”

Xiao Shi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a red face: "I, I don't drink." ”

Dou Zhao smiled: "That's great, I don't know how to drink." I'm afraid that someone will drink and have to accompany the wine. ”

Xiao Shi laughed, and the person also slackened down, showing a relieved smile.

At this time, Song Mo was talking to Zhang Xuming: "...... You help me keep an eye on it, and if the position of the Thousand Households of the Qiu Ling Thousand Households is confirmed, you can sue me. ”

Zhang Xuming couldn't help but look at Gu Yu, who was sitting on the beauty of the water pavilion and throwing fish food into the lake, and whispered: "Shizi, this thousand households are worth at least 20,000 taels of silver, why don't you join forces with Gu Yu and take down this thousand households, I can be responsible for finding a buyer!" ”

"Don't mess around." Song Mo smiled, "This is what the Marquis of Changxing likes!" ”

Zhang Xuming couldn't help pursing his lips and said, "What are the many things he sees?" If he eats meat, isn't he allowed others to drink soup? ”

"It has its own opinions." Song Mo patted him on the shoulder, "You just need to help me keep an eye on it." ”

Zhang Xuming served in the Houjun Governor's Office.

He nodded.

Song Mo walked towards Gu Yu.

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Sisters, brothers, it hurt so much in the morning, although it stopped after the injection, the whole person was weak, and I barely finished writing this chapter, I will take a break and get up again to catch insects, and strive to update before twelve o'clock at night, if not, please read it again tomorrow!

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