"This kind of inflammatory, I'm just using it. We got the shop in the west, and the handover was a problem. We don't know what the shop looks like, what the income is on weekdays, who the shopkeeper is, and what his temperament is. If there is a well-connected ear and eye to help us inquire clearly, will we save time and effort, and get twice the result with half the effort? ”

"Miss, you think about it for the long term, so why didn't Miss leave Aunt Yun just now?"

Lizhan smiled and glanced at Qiao'er: "Like you, I don't feel happy." ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Lizhan instructed Qiao'er to grind the inkstone, and went to Xue Tao paper to pave it, and pressed it with a paperweight on top.

This inkstone is a long inkstone, which is smooth and fine, and the ink that comes out is extremely delicate.

After thinking deeply for a long time on the desk, there was finally a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and he was dipped in ink.

Qiao'er couldn't read too many words, and Lizhan wrote cursive, so she just thought it looked good, but she didn't recognize a word.

After the words dried, I left the street and found a calligraphy and painting shop to frame.

The process of framing it cost another eighty taels of silver.

What to pick to make the shaft, what to choose as the bottom, Xiao Er has always recommended to her, and now the painters in the capital like how to frame.

She listened with interest, and when it came time to make a final decision, nothing had been introduced by Xiao Er.

She was like a river, gushing about things that Qiao'er didn't understand at all.

Xiao Er was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes were full of shock.

This girl is clearly an expert who understands the door...... He didn't have any part in interjecting at all!

A girl's family, is she so good at calligraphy and painting?

Qiao'er also scratched her ears and cheeks, and became more and more suspicious of whether her master grew up in the countryside. Not only does she know everything, but she doesn't know how much wider her vision is than those young ladies from well-to-do families.

The process of mounting is too fine, and half a day's work is not good, and the boss promised to pick up the goods after three days.

This painting was sent to King Qi's mansion three days later.

When the old housekeeper heard that it was a gift from Lizhan, he happily took it from Qiao'er's hand.

All the way to the north courtyard with a thin box, Gu Fuwei was sitting in the pavilion to criticize the folds presented by his subordinates.

The capital and the Western Regions are far away, and a batch of folds can only be sent every half a month.

In addition, there have been many changes in the Western Regions recently, and there are more and more excerpts handed over, Gu Fuwei has to stay up all night every time, forgetting to sleep and eat, and he has not even touched his favorite pastries on the table.

Steward Yang walked up the stone steps of the pavilion, and saw that the tea cup in Gu Fuwei's hand was also cold, so he said softly to the ink-grinding finch branch: "Haven't you rested?" ”

With a distressed look in her eyes, she shook her head.

"Re-brew a pot of hot one, it's all cold."

"Yes." Finchbranch turned around and told the maids to make tea.

Steward Yang walked to the stone table and handed the thin box in his hand forward: "Lord Wang, this is just delivered......"

"The king of the military newspaper will read it later."

"No, it's a gift from the second lady, saying that it is to thank the prince for saving his life."

Gu Fuwei paused, raised his eyes and looked at the box in Steward Yang's hand, and there was light in his cold eyes.

"This little girl, do you know how to repay your kindness?"

Bird Branch forgot the work in his hand and looked at Gu Fuwei's happy expression.

That kind of smile only appeared on his face when he mentioned Lizhan.

"Show me it."

Steward Yang happily handed over the box, thinking to himself, he kept persuading him to rest and rest, but he didn't listen, and in the end this trick worked.

The thin box was opened, and there was a scroll inside.

Gu Fuwei glanced at the dense folds on the table, and with a flick of his eyebrows, he put them all aside.

Only then did he carefully take out the scroll in the thin box and lay it flat on the table.

The silk is the head of the bag, the green and green Wenjin is the head of the sky, the big ginger tooth cloud is white silk, and the white jade dragon hairpin top shaft.

"Hey, Miss Li's vision is really good, look at this scroll framed so noble and unconventional." Steward Yang couldn't help but praise.

Gu Fuwei's eyes also lit up, and his slender fingers slowly spread along the roller.

As the scroll unfolds, the four-line poem comes into view.

The vertical and horizontal powerful strokes are coherent and smooth, overshadowing the crimson Xue Tao paper.

Gu Fuwei's thin lips moved slightly, and he couldn't help but read softly.

"Refuse the court's flying edict, don't be jealous and hateful when it rains and winds.

Do you know that the autumn is magnificent? The Western Regions spans hundreds of cities. ”

The corners of Gu Fuwei's mouth hooked up with a smile of appreciation.

"She wrote it herself?"

"Handwritten!" Steward Yang saw that Gu Fuwei was very approving, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.

"Wonderful, wonderful, this poem is written magnificently, the instrument is magnificent, if you don't know, where can you guess that it was written by a woman?" Steward Yang stroked his beard, still unfinished, "It's just that the old slave always feels that there is a layer of meaning in this poem, and he doesn't explain it." ”

Gu Fuwei smiled slightly, paced behind his back with his hands behind his back, "She's praising my father, don't you see?" ”

Steward Yang stretched his neck and read it aloud again.

Gu Fuwei pointed out, "I refuse the court's flying edict - after my father pacified the Wushuang Rebellion, my grandfather made a decree to let my father enter the palace and be crowned Prince Qizhu." The father knew that the harem of the court had a lot of grudges against him, and it must be dangerous to stay in the capital, so he thanked the emperor for his grace and went to the Western Regions through mountains and rivers. ”

A trace of surprise crossed Steward Yang's eyes, "Miss Li is such a wonderful person!" A pair of plain hands can make dead bones and raw flesh, and it also contains a belly of ink. If Miss Li is a man, she will definitely be able to live up to the four words 'Song Cai Pan Noodles'. ”

"She?" Gu Fuwei shook his head again and again, "Opportunistic." ”

Gu Fuwei scolded lightly, but his face was full of pampering. She knew that the king did not like to listen to compliments, and was afraid that she would praise me directly, so she turned to my father to please me. My father drove to the west early, leaving only this thousand years of good name, others have to talk a few words after tea and dinner, she wrote poems and framed them to me, and it will not seem to be flattering. ”

Steward Yang knew that Gu Fuwei still admired Lizhan in his heart, but he was such a temperament, and his real good words were extremely stingy, and even if he came out of his mouth, he changed his taste because of the roundabouts.

It's just that Steward Yang looked at Gu Fuwei, who was happy, and there was a faint complicated look in his eyes.

Lizhan is a girl who is beautiful and clever in life, which is indeed quite pleasing. It's a bad fate, and it's really distressing.

Gu Fuwei is willing to treat her well now, and Steward Yang is also very happy.

I'm just afraid that the prince will get better little by little...... In the future, there will be great use for leaving the lamp, what if the prince is reluctant to start and falls short?

"Steward Yang, put the calligraphy and paintings in the bedroom and hang them."

"Huh?" Steward Yang raised his head: "Then don't you want the original horse flying sand map?" ”

"Haven't you always loved that painting? I'm rewarding you today. ”

"Whoa!" Steward Yang hesitated and agreed. Gu Fuwei decided that he didn't dare to have any objections.

"Thank you for your love." Steward Yang responded with a smile, put the scroll into the fine box, walked out of the pavilion, and went up to the second small building.

Xilin was on duty on the roof, and she happened to see the figure under the porch, and she was curious for a while, what is it, let Steward Yang hold it so carefully in the bedroom of the prince.

She landed an upside-down golden hook in the porch and patted Steward Yang on the shoulder behind her.

"Huh? A secret report from the Western Regions? ”

Steward Yang shook his head.

"A letter from the military department?" Cillin guessed again.

"A word."

"Yo, the prince is so Yaxing, there are so many excerpts waiting to be approved, and there is also kung fu to practice calligraphy. I'll see! ”

Steward Yang beat Xilin's hand away with a stick, "Don't touch it, this is the handwriting written by Miss Li'er." ”

"Leave? Here she comes? What about people? Where? ”

Cillin grabbed the railing and looked down.

"I didn't come to the house, this is a thank you gift from her Highness, and she sent a little maid to send it."

"The prince wants to hang in the bedroom?"

"yes."

"Tut-tut." Celine raised her head and sighed, "The prince is really interested in the little girl." That picture of a horse flying in the sand is the work of Qing Yangyun, the world's first painter, and it was copied from the rebellious Biansu tribe to get it. The prince has always cherished it tightly, and brought it all the way from the Western Regions to the capital, and now he says that he won't hang it up? ”

"That's the reason, I'm worried that the prince will ......"

Xilin pouted, "When I was worried before, your old man comforted me, saying that this was intentional by the prince." The higher she holds it, the more people will be jealous of her, and the harder she will fall in the future. When she has too many enemies and has to cling to the Qi Palace, she will be willing to be a pawn of our Qi Palace. But look at ...... now."

She shook her head: "If you write two big characters casually and send them to Your Highness, Your Highness will be as rare as anything." Don't tell me that this is to make others jealous and leave the lamp, His Royal Highness's bedroom, which woman can enter? ”

"The prince has a degree in everything."

"Yes, you can comfort yourself, I'm on duty."

****

The business of Changfeng Pharmacy is getting worse day by day.

Although the family background is solid, since the door is opened, disasters will come out one after another, and Changfeng Pharmacy has never stopped, and this business has been declining.

So much so that to this day, the people are clamoring to return the money and lose money, and they are anxious to settle things and calm down when they leave home, and the silver that has been laid out is 9,000 taels.

In addition to the 8,000 taels of silver that the yamen had to hand over, on the surface, he would lose more than 17,000 taels.

Drained all the cash in the house that could be turned.

Even the old lady said that the shop in the west was given to Lizhan, and it was in her own hands, and it was still a question whether she could continue to revitalize it.

In addition, nearly half of the nominal doctor is gone, and Changfeng Pharmacy is not only ruined, but also the golden signboard with unparalleled medical skills will not be able to hang up.

Guiyuan Pharmacy and Qumei Pharmacy, which have always been subordinate to Changfeng Pharmacy, took advantage of the situation to take in these nominal doctors, and they are really prosperous.

The vitality of Changfeng Pharmacy was greatly damaged, and the shops that supplied the goods in the past also broke off the top goods with various willingness, or deliberately raised the price.

Now, Changfeng Pharmacy wants a doctor without a doctor, and a good medicine without a good medicine.

Business plummeted, and the day was twilight.

Liqi died his beloved daughter first, and then watched the pharmacy he had run by himself about to decline, and in just a few days, it was as if more than ten years had passed, his face was full of wrinkles, and his temples were frosty white.

He was anxious to turn over, and personally went to sell a few farmhouses outside Beijing.

The money steward followed the instructions of the ruler, and began to sell the slave deeds one after another, reducing the amount of silver.

Not to mention Lizhan and Lichen, even the old lady's monthly silver this month is only eighty taels.

The house is cold and smoky, and life is tight.

And this early three autumn hunting has arrived in a blink of an eye.

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