Chapter 149: New Year's Rite (II)

The eighth child received a letter from Tang Da and the account book brought back by the trustee and the New Year's gift list sent by various prefectures. They also picked some of the ones they could use, and sent people to escort two large carts back.

Xia Mo counted things, by the way to look at the gift list of each prefecture, Xia Mo in the suburbs of Beijing Zhuangzi today harvested a lot, Tang Da according to what she said, to the farmers issued twice as much rations and silver as in previous years, you can't want the horses to run, and the horses don't eat grass; They are not in Beijing, and they don't need a lot of things for the New Year, all the crops that can be sold have been sold, and some of the livestock that need to be used are distributed to various families, especially the old nine and ten families who have just been divided, and they all have official concubines. The last ones were all sent to the palace, and they were not in Beijing, so they naturally had to be more filial.

The gift lists of each province are also good, and the noble essence is not much expensive, but what makes Xia Mo strange is that each palace concubine has a reward. Why didn't the emperor come down? How long has it been? Someone else who took some eye medicine from the old man?

The eighth child who was happily looking at the dazzling numbers on the account was about to speak, when the sound of a stagecoach came from the door, yes, no need to ask, the old man's return arrived.

It is said that the old man was really happy to receive the variegated fox skin and the fold of the eighth child in the palace, he didn't care about this thing, but the two of them had him in their hearts.

Turn it over and take a look, the thin needle corners, how laborious, and I also know that the world is difficult, and I don't dare to waste the mentality, among the princes, there is only the fourth and eighth children, right?

Thinking about it again, it's not that Lao Ba is like this, but Xia Mo is like this. sighed, let the office be sewn into a mattress, put it on the kang in his south study, and put it on the bottom of his buttocks. I thought about rewarding it, but the good mood didn't last a few days.

It is said that the third child also received a "prawn", just kidding, who in the royal family doesn't know about catching shrimp and painting when he was eight years old? From the first shrimp painted when he was eight or six years old, to now he is seventeen. Look at the shrimp he has painted for more than ten years, the third child closed his eyes, smelled the smell and knew that it was painted by the eighth child, and the doorman also sent it to him like a baby, and salivated and said that it was used more than 2,000 taels, and the third child was so angry that he jumped to his feet.

The third child can't help jumping his feet, the third child is a literati, and he also knows that the eighth child is good at painting. But people are so weird, they know what kind of virtue their brother has, so they can't think about it in connection with the noble profession of painter.

Really, the closer you are, the less respectful you are. Just like Xiao P's friends, family, and close colleagues, they refuse to look at Xiao P, basically in their minds, they would rather be poisoned by the poor grandmother than believe that Xiao P can write. Cups!

Therefore, the eighth is the same cup as Xiao P among the brothers, even if the shrimp of the eighth at this time is not the same as the shrimp he painted when he was six years old. But in the eyes of the third child, it is no different from the painting painted by the old eight or six years old, just these two shrimps, and people told him that they are worth two thousand taels! The third child shouted in his heart. Two thousand taels, you might as well send me Tang Bohu!

The third child was so angry in his heart that he couldn't say how to say, 'You are fooled, this is painted by the eighth master who is not talented!' When these words got out, the painting was more than two thousand taels.

But let him stamp his own painting seal, it will make him angry. This kind of anger continued to ferment, until he saw the old man proudly showing off his beautiful leather mattress with the ministers, and the third child's face was distorted, and then he found that when the faces of Tong Xiang and the elder brothers sitting were distorted, he was truthful, but considering that there were other courtiers there, he didn't say anything.

It was easy to wait for the others to leave, and the third child indignantly complained to the old man about the robbery of the eighth child, and the prince glared, "You also received it!" ”

The prince received three, which was cutlery for the prince. The three paintings were hung in a row, and I sighed in my heart, Old Eight, can't you live in peace for a few days? This lets the old man know, should he scold you or laugh at you? But thinking about it, he laughed again, he didn't care about this thing, anyway, it was more expensive, he also had it, took his own idle stamp, and slowly stamped it. It is still hanging in a conspicuous place. Didn't the eighth want to be famous? Brother fulfills you.

"Who didn't get it!" The third child is thunderous, how much has this kid drawn?

"I didn't get it!" The old man snorted coldly, and the expressions of his sons made him feel very dazzling. What's the matter, the eighth didn't steal or rob it, and he sold his paintings so well, what kind of expression is this when he is a brother? I didn't let them buy it, really.

The third man was stunned, what kind of expression did the old man have, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, this matter is nothing to the old man, the price of the painting was not stirred up by him, in his words, he made money with his ability, he was uncomfortable, he was uncomfortable, and it was true that the person who gave the gift spent two thousand taels. And no matter what I thought, the painting that I received two thousand taels of silver is real. The old man doesn't think he's taking bribes, does he?

"My son thinks that the eighth brother has improved a lot." The seventh child was also entangled for a long time, and he understood the third child's mood very well! A friend gave him a horse in order to repay him for helping him find an out-of-print book. At that time, Lao Qi was so angry that he couldn't wait to return the painting to him directly, and told him, 'You can return the book to me.' ’

"You're a shrimp too?" The third child's eyes widened, what a simple child the seventh child was, even he was victimized.

"It's not. Mine is a horse, but I prefer the shrimp of the eighth brother, not as good as the third brother, let's change? Lao Qi thought about it and tried to ask. Just kidding, Lao Ba has been painting shrimp for the longest time, and he can draw much better than horses, and natural shrimp are more valuable. He began to think about whether to stamp his own reward seal and take it out to exchange Tang Bohu with others, but it really didn't work, and Song Huizong's loser play was also successful!

", the shrimp of the eighth child is much stronger than the horse. Why don't you say he is called the master of the Ten Thousand Shrimp Hall? The third child was not stupid, he scolded the seventh child, and then said hatefully.

"Actually, he drew a good fish." Sisi thinks about it, he has to say something, he received a "Pisces Playing with Grass", it looks smart, it seems that the eighth child has made progress again.

But I also understand why the brothers are angry, thinking, the princes are actually not rich, if they give other things of the same value, they can also use them to give the palace masters and ladies a birthday. But the paintings given to them are no different from waste paper to them. But I can't take it out and sell it yet, if I really smash the eighth child's field, the old man won't agree to it. The eyes swept the fifth child on the side, and even the seventh child was sent, is it difficult for the fifth to be there?

"I got a fake, I asked people to take it and return it, it seems that the eighth child is red." Lao Wu's face stinks like. People are unlucky to be on their backs, and the door people offer treasures to send the 'real works' of the most popular Wanma Hall Master at present. The fifth child has also been familiar with it since he was a child, and he knows whether it is true or false just by looking at the two words of the eighth child. At a glance, he said that it was fake, and quickly retreated.

Let the doorman be moved and admired for a while, and when he sees people, he praises him for determining the authenticity with just a glance, which is really like a torch! I've been disgusted with him for a few days, and if he can even read the eighth child's painting wrong, he will find a noodle and hang him.

I didn't expect this thing to be over, but after that, anyone who can be next to himself will take the painting to his own appraisal, and the fifth child will know that now the imitation of the painting of the master of the Ten Thousand Horses Hall has become a trend, what kind of world!

"And then?" The third child didn't know that there was this, and he was angry with the two big shrimps in the past few days, and he didn't know that it was like this outside. It's so unreasonable, this kind of painting is still imitation? Why do people out there have long eyes?!

"Later, I couldn't find the authentic handiwork of the master of the Ten Thousand Horses, so he was embarrassed to give me a stone Tao." The color of the old five is a little better. Finally, there was some material reward to soothe his wounded heart. Now Lao Wu is a loyal fan of Shi Tao, and he can't wait to take a magnifying glass to see it. It's a place to play!

"You're in luck." The third child was envious, and thought about it, "Then can I use the eighth child's shrimp to exchange Shi Tao with you?" ”

"No! If you want the shrimp to talk to the old eight, Shi Tao wants money to buy it! The fifth child had a cold face and glanced at the third child with contempt, what kind of person! Immediately shook his head unswervingly.

The third child was stunned, yes, the painting of the eighth child was finished directly, and now others are sending their own, it's really ...... His heart hurts! It was as if I saw two thousand taels of silver flying away with wings, and I really wanted to cry without tears!

"This business can be done, tell the starling, let's open a bigger painting academy, we can always give my brother a few mixed pocket flowers." Lao Jiu shook his fan, and when he came out to build a mansion, he realized that he had to spend money everywhere.

Concubine Yi has two sons, how many private houses can she have over the years? You have to leave some for him to marry a wife, and what you can give when you go out of the palace is limited. Concubine Hui is not that heartless, she sent someone to hand him a box, and there are also some silver land deeds in it, how can you say that Lao Jiu has been with her for so many years, although Lao Shi and Lao Eleven are also loved, but after all, it is not like Lao Jiu who was raised as a son seriously. So the boss gave him two-thirds of his filial piety over the years.

Think about the beating of Concubine Hui and Concubine Yi, look at the silver ticket in the box, and then look back, the brothers who are usually close to them are gone, and people will also think, when it comes to the New Year, they are in a hurry to get on fire, this is not, there is no time, the old eight mansions sent people to send things, and people are allocated according to the share to be used for the New Year. As soon as I inquired, the old ten families were exactly the same. For a while, it suddenly dawned on me that what I have, just a bare brother, no money, no power, what are you still thinking about? Isn't it a dream? began to seriously consider what Concubine Yi said, do some business, and be a rich man is not more real than anything else?

The old ten and the eleventh 'porphyr' laughed. Although Lao Shi opened a government and built a mansion, he has not grown to this point, and someone sent them such an expensive painting. The two of them rolled their eyes, "I have a painting of starlings at home, why don't I also take it out and sell it!" ”

"It's useless, the eighth child gave us no withdrawal, signed the chapter of the master of the Ten Thousand Horses, just a bare painting, and it can't be sold at all." The third child gave them a blank look, and you said that he had already compared.

"Get out of here!" The old man was speechless, angry, and of course he didn't know what expression to give his sons. In this way, how could you think of giving the old eight and two a reward? It's good not to scold.