Most of the small stalls and vendors in the market are selling some couplet peach charms at the right time, and some are selling peanut candy and maltose and other snacks, all to subsidize the family. Qin Xun is basically to buy snacks to eat, the couplet peach charm on the stall is mostly written to sell to ordinary people, a little famous people will pay attention to it, spend money or invite literati to write Spring Festival couplets for their own families, ordinary people can't afford to invite literati and scholars, either their families write themselves, or for convenience, they will come to patronize the Spring Festival couplets in the bazaar.

Therefore, the quality of calligraphy in these bazaars is uneven, some of them are neatly handwritten, and the poor ones are simply ghost paintings.

Because there is a "stunningly talented" Qin Dacai in the General's Mansion, this kind of thing is naturally not worried, but the door of the General's Mansion occupies a large area, and there are countless doors, doors, windows and windows, Qin Huai has been covered with red paper on the table these days, writing couplets one after another, writing the word Fu one after another, and writing not long after the temper comes up, he is only willing to write the gate of the Jiangfu and the needs of his family's residence that he can see, and the rest of the doors and windows of the General's Mansion still have to be housekeepers to spend some silver taels, and bother the literati in Chang'an City who can still speak well

Yashi writes.

Qin Xun rubbed beside him in disgust when his eldest brother was writing, and asked shyly: "Big brother, can I take the two of you out and sell them for money?" Your pen and ink must be worth a lot of money, and if you sell it, I will be able to make a windfall for the New Year. Frightened by Qin Huai's cold eyes, he consciously shut up.

Qin Xun thought that he had read a lot of poems inscribed by his eldest brother, and was edified with the bearing of some literati, when he passed by the market, he looked at the booming couplet stall, bought a few small jars of wine from the wine shop that was still doing business, and shook his head and sighed a famous poem: "Half of Tu Su has not been raised, and the grass in front of the lamp writes peach charms." ”

After chanting the poem, Qin Xun felt that he was really knowledgeable, and in a good mood, he handed the broken silver left over from the wine to the nearest vendor next to him, and took the two miserable ghost painting talismans on the stall and took them away.

When the peddler's hand to find money was raised, he had already seen the rich young master walk away, he was stunned, took his hand back again, and with a "bang" he dropped a handful of copper coins that he was originally going to find for Qin Xun back into his money box, pinched the broken silver that was warmly held, and muttered to himself: "Brother Niu really didn't lie to me, the second ancestor of Chang'an City who is stupid and has a lot of money is many." ”

Qin Xun returned to his residence in the mansion, holding a piece of peanut candy in his mouth, and under the rare and bold desperate obstruction of Muxi, he still did not listen to the persuasion to paste two ghost drawing charms with "Wishing you prosperity" and "Great Fortune" on his door, and said inarticulate that what he bought back with money could not be wasted.

Until he finished pasting a four-word "Wishing you prosperity" with two typos, he took "Great Fortune" and planned to brush the batter, and turned to his eldest brother's expressionless face, frightened a spirit, sharp teeth with a hard time, cracked the peanut candy with a crisp sound, and fell into his mouth with that part, and the other half fell to the ground like this.

Qin Xun said straight in his heart, it was a pity.

Qin Dacaizi looked at him expressionlessly, looked at the "Great Fortune" in his hand that was about to brush the batter with an expressionless face, and then saw the "Wishing you prosperity" that had been posted on the door, and finally had a little expression on his face - his face was as black as the bottom of a pot by two typos, and he immediately took the two couplets with famous poems written in his hand, and turned around to leave.

Qin Xun hurriedly tore off the "Wishing you prosperity" that had just been pasted and had not yet dried the paste from the door, mixed with the "great fortune" in his hand, tore it to pieces in three times and divided by two, and deeply reflected on the time with the eldest brother and repented, so that he finally let Qin Huai leave him the couplet he sent.

Qin Huai was cold: "If you dare to take it and sell it for money, I will skin you." ”

Qin Xun shuddered: "Don't dare!" "Hurriedly extinguished the idea of getting rich that had just been ignited again.

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, Qi Jing couldn't hold back, and came to the General's Mansion early in the morning, on the grounds that his aunt Wei Cavalry General Lin Chu rarely returned to the imperial city and his nephews visited, he came to fool around with Qin Xun openly.

happened to meet the general Qin Zhenhai, who had been stationed in the west for many months, and returned to his home, and thanked General Qin for his hard work in protecting his family and defending the country, and followed Qin Xun back to his Xun Garden to wait for a lunch left by his parents at noon.

"The excuses are a set of high-sounding ones, in fact, they just miss me.

Qin Xun said.

Qi Jing admitted: "Yes, I haven't seen you for many days, and I miss it very much." He looked at the wood carving ingots that Qin Xun was holding in his hand, and couldn't help but say, "I'll take it for you?" ”

Qin Xun was never polite to him, and handed him the big ingot.

Speaking of this thing, it was brought back from the west when Qin Zhenhai returned home, and the children under his knees had one, and his grandson Qin Shang also had it, and he asked the attendant to take a **** bag at that time, saying that it was carved from the unique poplar wood in the west, thinking that he had been away for so long, and he always had to bring something to the children when he came home, so he asked someone to engrave the names of his descendants on the wood carving ingots.

(End of chapter)