After receiving the letter of renunciation, Xuanji Gongzi went out to look for it in a hurry, and after three days of searching, he finally found only a broken corpse.

Xuanji Gongzi didn't believe what Xiao Huai said in his letter of renunciation, and he didn't want to live a hard life anymore, so he found a way out, so he kept investigating this matter, and finally found out that it was the rich daughter's daughter who coerced and lured Xiaohuai to leave him, and it was also the rich daughter's daughter who bought the murder.

In the end, due to insufficient evidence, the rich daughter was safe and sound. But the son of Xuanji looked at the reality of the collusion between officials and businessmen, and since then he has covered his face with a thin veil, and has given up the entrance examination, wandering around the world alone for his home.

Yan Zenyi said as he observed the appearance of the group of maids crying with rain in the pear blossoms, and was instantly satisfied with his choreography ability.

From the book he was carrying, he took out the song "Qihuai" that Yun Xuanji wrote by himself.

He also pretended to be mysterious, "This poem was written by the mysterious prince to his deceased child daughter-in-law, if it wasn't too sloppy at the time, he would still be reluctant to sell this poem to me." ”

A group of maids looked at the rice paper in Yan Zenyi's hand, and the sensible scholars had already turned around to report to their masters. Yan Zenyi was still secretly proud in his heart, thinking that maybe he could make a small profit with the name of the mysterious boy today.

Then a small, white jade hand reached out from behind her and snatched the piece of rice paper.

Yan Chanyi looked back with some annoyance, but it was the eighth princess with red eyes, who was looking at the song "Qihuai" with a sad face.

Yan Zenyi took two steps forward, and was afraid of tearing the rice paper, so he had to block the words on the rice paper with his hand, and asked loudly, "Eighth princess, is this something to be robbed of?" ”

The maids also saw this scene, and they were all dissatisfied. However, the other party was a noble royal princess, and they didn't dare to say anything, so they all looked at her together.

The eighth princess just wanted to refute, but when she looked up, she saw that the maids who didn't dare to speak loudly on weekdays were looking at her, and there seemed to be unwillingness and anger in their eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Princess Ben just wants to see, who is going to rob you of something." Isn't it just a sour poem? How much money you spent at the beginning, I can buy it ten times as much. ”

Yan Zenyi listened to her disgusted and said that it was a sour poem, and on the other hand, she was impatient to buy it for ten times the silver.

Such an awkward appearance made her want to laugh a little.

But he still pretended to be cold and said, "The silver is not more than a hundred taels, and it is only this poem that convinces him to sit in the gallery, and the gallery has now begun to be renovated...... The princess bought it like this, and if he knew, how would my gallery keep him? ”

"He can also paint?" The eyes of the eighth princess were full of anticipation, as if they had been embellished with bright gems.

Then he realized his gaffe, lowered his head and took out two silver tickets from his purse, threw them to Yan Zenyi unceremoniously, and said lightly, "This is 20,000 taels, 10,000 is ten times the price to buy this poem, and the other 10,000 is to buy a message, you tell Princess Ben, where is the gallery open and when will it open?" ”

"You can also relax, I will never leak half a sentence of his poems when I buy him here today." As she spoke, the eighth princess glared viciously at the maids who were still watching.

Yan Chanyi took the silver ticket, and naturally took his hand off the rice paper with "Qihuai" written on it, and after checking the amount of the silver ticket, he said with a smile, "Princess Xie Ba rewards silver, but ten times this hundred taels is one thousand taels, and there is no silver ticket to change." Why don't you wait for the eve of the opening and find an invitation for the eighth princess as change? ”

Yan Zenyi didn't really care about that poem, she took it out at this time, and she originally intended to use it to kill people.

The eighth princess's face turned red in an instant, and then she realized that she had miscalculated the price, but when she heard Yan Zenyi say that she would send her an invitation to open the business, she didn't pursue it anymore, and only said lightly, "That's fine, don't forget." With that, he turned and walked away.

Seeing this, the maids next to them all looked at Yan Zenyi, and they were a little bold and hesitated to ask, "Can we also ask for an invitation?" ”

"Of course," Yan Zenyi smiled slyly, and said after some calculations in his heart, "But I heard that the Xuanji Gongzi said that his gallery is not very large, so only thirty seats were prepared on the opening day, and he also plans to find someone who is destined to paint for each other himself." Therefore, the invitations are all clearly priced at 10,000 taels per piece, on a first-come, first-served basis. ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they hurriedly went back to ask the master, and Yan Zenyi saw that everyone dispersed so quickly, and knew that although today's big drama was not according to the original script, it was also perfectly sung.

"Yan Gongzi is going to make money," the Seventh Prince walked up from behind Yan Zenyi and asked with a sneering face, "It's just that this gallery is not just open for one day, is it necessary to sell the invitation to the opening at such a high price?" ”

"What the Seven Princes said is," Yan Zenyi saw the ridicule on the Seven Princes' faces, and was not angry, only bowed slightly, "The gallery is naturally open for more than one day, but the Xuanji Prince only goes to the gallery once a month." Xuanji Childe wants to meet friends with poetry, and only be friends with the most talented people. ”

The Seventh Prince was slightly stunned, then took out a silver ticket with a red face and handed it over, "In this case, let's prepare an invitation card for this prince." This prince wants to see if this mysterious son deserves his name. ”

"This prince wants one too!" The Nine Emperors also handed over a silver ticket with a stitch, not at all embarrassed because he had just tried to humiliate Yan Zenyi.

"Okay, as soon as the invitation is written, I will personally deliver it to the two princes." Yan Zenyi was still smiling kindly, not caring at all about the fact that these two people had just thrown their faces at him.

The maids and scholars who originally went to ask the master's opinion also came over one after another with silver tickets, and in order to record the personnel clearly, Yan Zenyi also took out a pen and paper, ready to write down the list of silver tickets.

Some of the young masters who were still going to wait and see, saw that there were more and more people holding silver tickets in front of Yan Chanyi, and more people walked towards Yan Zenyi with silver tickets.

"Everyone, please stop!" Yan Zenyi was surrounded by a little breathless, and the wind and moon around her couldn't resist the crowd, so she had to stand up and say loudly, "Although Xuanji Gongzi has prepared thirty seats, he has only fifteen places for the next place, and now the quota in his hand is full, please wait a few days, and ask Xuanji Gongzi to see if he can give more places in the next place." ”

Those who successfully handed in the silver tickets were happy, and those who were still holding the silver tickets in their hands were discouraged. Yan Zenyi counted the lists on the paper, happily stacked them with the silver tickets he had just received, and then stuffed them all into his breast pocket.

Yan Zenyi's smug face didn't have time to put it away, and when he turned around, he saw Su Fuzi, who was still sitting at the stone table, just looking at him for a while.

Yan Zenyi's eyes rolled slightly, and after a little thought, he walked to Su Fuzi's side and sat down. After looking around the pavilion, there was no one around, and then she cautiously whispered to Su Fuzi, "Uncle Tang, can you do your niece a favor?" ”

Su Ruoshui was almost choked by the tea when her uncle called her, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she glanced at her "niece outside the hall", and she didn't say to help, nor did she say no to help.

Seeing his reaction like this, Yan Chanyi was a little undecided, and hesitated for a long time before he continued, "I heard that Uncle Tang also taught a few outstanding poor students in the community, I wonder if I can recommend one or two nieces outside the hall?" ”

"I wonder what benefits my niece can give to my cousin?" Su Ruoshui finally opened her mouth, and her tone was not even as cold as usual, but with a hint of banter.

Su Ruoshui was also a little curious about what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of this Zen robe, looking at the jubilant appearance when she just collected the cash ticket, was it just for the silver?

He didn't know much about the situation that King Yan's Mansion was already stretched, but he probably knew that Lord Yan was using his private treasury to raise soldiers.

So he didn't say anything, just watched one play after another lightly, it didn't matter if the play was good or not, but the protagonist was her, so he wanted to continue watching.

"Why don't I give my uncle an invitation to open the gallery? It's worth 10,000 taels of silver! Yan Zenyi wanted to do what he liked, but he didn't know what this uncle liked.

Su Ruoshui hooked the corners of her mouth lightly, feeling that the little girl in front of her seemed to be spoiling herself, and she was still very useful.

So he couldn't help but nod and said, "Then when the day comes, you can come to the Anning Marquis Mansion to find this candidate." ”

Yan Chanyi saw that Su Ruoshui was so happy and agreed to her, her heart was overjoyed, she nodded with a smile, and went to a small corner with Fengyue to count the silver tickets.

After the outing, except for the prince and princess Wei who returned to the palace, no one else went back to the palace to supervise the princess.

Yan Zenyi saw that it was still early, so he went to Wenji Street, intending to see how far his gallery decoration was going.

After going in and examining it, I pointed out some insufficient details to Fenghua, and felt that in more than 20 days, this gallery should be able to open.

Yan Zenyi felt that it was time to customize a signboard, and after thinking about it, he should still use Yun Xuanji's handwriting to write the signboard, and was about to go back to his house to find Yun Xuanji, when he met Yun Xuanji at the door of the gallery.

"Why are you here?" The two asked the same question in unison, and then laughed again.

"Let's go, please go to Wangxianglou for dinner! I made a lot of money today! Yan Zenyi said as he pulled Yun Xuanji into the carriage.

Along the way, he explained to him what happened when Guozijian went to Qingqing today, knowing that one of his poems sold for 10,000 taels of silver, and the invitation card for the opening of the gallery sold for more than 100,000 taels, Yun Xuanji was simply dumbfounded.

I only feel that I have not been abducted and deceived for several years, and Yan Zenyi has not earned more money in one morning, and Yan Zenyi is simply the originator of pit and abduction!

If Yan Zenyi knew that Yun Xuanji thought of himself like this at this moment, he would probably go over with a big ear scraper.

While eating, the two discussed their next plans.