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The news that the "Writing Law" is about to be launched makes Chen Jianchen, who has a keen sense of smell, aware of a trace of closely related danger, recalling the history of his previous life, in another time and space, whether it is the "book burning pit Confucianism" in the Qin Dynasty or the "Qingfeng Illiterate" in the Qing Dynasty, the literary prison of each dynasty will inevitably cause an uproar in the world, and I don't know how many readers have been killed.

1. Chen Jianchen is now a scholar in the Heavenly Dynasty, and he is a restless scholar. For the sake of his wealth, he must take precautions, be cautious in his words and deeds, and act carefully.

Over the next few days, he began to focus on gathering information on this subject.

It's just that the temple is too far away, and the changes on it are not something that a small show like him who lives far away in Jiangzhou can get in touch with, and he just heard some news about the edges. For example, there are rumors of discord between the Chaogang factions: and some anecdotes about the rank of the scholar of Wenhuadian University, He Crab, who drafted the "Writing Law......

Of course, Lord He's surname is He, his name is collared, and his words are noble. However, because of his hobby of playing with crabs, loving to eat crabs, loving to draw crabs, and loving to write poems for crabs, and taking this as a pleasure, the saint gave him a nickname today, called "Lord Crab". Therefore, the folk call him is directly called Lord He Crab, but his real name is not used.

Lord He didn't think it was wrong, but was complacent.

couldn't understand the substance, Chen Jianchen simply stopped the business of Liaozhai first, avoided the limelight, and then said, anyway, now is not bad for money, and he doesn't necessarily need to sell words for a living.

Or the new law "Writing Law" was belatedly promulgated before the New Year. It's good that you can have a happy New Year.

Counting up, this is the second New Year since Chen Jianchen crossed, and he is eighteen years old. In the previous life, this was a carefree and sunny huā season, but in this life, he is now the pillar of the family that cannot be lost, and he is the support of his mother.

Recalling the happy time of the fat year in the first year, Chen Jianchen missed the simple and simple happiness of the past for no reason.

"Mother, Po, I'm going to go out for a walk. "Regarding the New Year's goods, Mo Sanniang and Ah Bao had almost prepared a few days ago, and they didn't need Chen Jianchen to bother at all. He was happy to be idle, so he went out into the street to relax.

At this time, the streets of Jiangzhou were extremely lively, with at least twice as many pedestrians coming and going than usual, and twice as many stalls selling on both sides, especially many stalls written in couplets.

The couplet stall is very simple, one table and one chair, the four treasures of the study, and it is no longer a signboard, let alone shouting loudly to attract customers like other stall owners. The scholars and talents in formal clothes just sat upright on their chairs, and even held a book to read when they had no business.

Out of his love for calligraphy, Chen Jianchen did not miss any of the couplet booths when he was wandering around, to see what good words were there. However, what disappointed him was that the words written by those scholars were all full of craftsmanship without exception, as if they were printed, and the standards were too high, and they lacked unique artistic meaning, and there was no merit.

As I walked, I turned two streets unconsciously, and suddenly I saw cheers in front of me, and I saw a circle of people, as if I was watching something lively.

Chen Jianchen's heart moved, and when he walked over, it turned out to be a painting stall, and there was a scholar who was helping people paint and paint portraits.

This book grows a little vicissitudes, it looks vague, I can't tell whether it's in my twenties, or in my thirties, the eyes are a little too small, but it's very spiritual, and the stubble at the chin that is not repaired is particularly embarrassing, adding a bit of melancholy to it As the saying goes, artists take the route of melancholy, and it seems that this son has three of them.

Chen Jianchen became interested, so he went to see the portraits he painted, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but applaud.

Good drawing!

He likes calligraphy, but he also has some insight into Danqing, and he was interested in Danqing when he was in college. It's just that compared with calligraphy, Chen Jianchen's attainments in Danqing are insufficient, and he has a lot of work, but he can get his hands on it, and there is not a single work that can be shown in front of the public.

At present, I see the scholar painting portraits, the pen is flying, and the face of the object can be drawn on the white paper with a few strokes, and the eyebrows are expressive, vivid and vivid, in the era when there is no camera, such a realistic portrait painting is simply people's dream.

Therefore, even if the scholar charges 100 yuan for each portrait, the price is high, but his business is still patronized by many people, and there are a large number of people who watch the excitement.

After helping three customers finish painting, the next customer did not show up for a long time, and the scholar was not in a hurry, put down the brush, and wiped his hands with a wet towel.

Seeing this, Chen Jianchen stepped forward and arched his hand: "Below is a student of Minghua Academy, surnamed Chen, the word remains immortal, and the painting method of Brother Tai is ingenious, with charm, and I haven't asked for advice?"

Hearing this, the scholar hurriedly got up and saluted: "The junior brother has seen the senior. ”

Chen Jianchen was stunned: "Your Excellency is also a student of Minghua Academy?"

The scholar replied: "Junior brother surnamed Xiao, the word Hanfeng, a new talent, will study in the academy next year." It's just that the tuition fee is not enough, so I paint for others on the street and make a living. ”

I see. Chen Jianchen was immediately relieved that the Tiantong Dynasty was reluctant, and the advanced scholars were the elders, and the "junior scholars were the young." Therefore, Xiao Hanfeng wants to ask Chen Jianchen to be a senior, treat each other politely, and not slack off.

"Hehe, the painting is good, the cold maple will be soaked in this way for a long time. "The senior praised it falsely. The two of them were gossiping nonchalantly, and at this time, a little maid squeezed into the crowd, walked to the stall and said to Han Feng: "This husband, my young lady wants to invite you to the house to paint a portrait." This maid is dressed ordinary, her attitude is peaceful, and her round apple face is very pleasing, and she quickly added: "The price of painting is doubled, and the trouble has moved away." ”

Hanfeng paints on the street, and the customers are basically men, and generally everyone is beautiful, or a small family jasper wants to paint a portrait, and they will invite a painter to their home to prevent being watched. Someone invited, it means that there is business, maybe there will be an affair, so Chen Jianchen quietly gave Han Feng a thumbs up.

This Han Feng is an interesting person, his face turned a little red all of a sudden, and he said, "Trouble the girl to lead the way." He cleaned up the stall, put it in the book basket, and told Chen Jianchen about his sin, and then left with the maid.

Chen Jianchen laughed at it, anyway, they went to school with each other, and there will be a lot of opportunities to get along with each other in the future, understand the character, and then see if it is worth making friends.

After shopping a little tired, Chen Jianchen went home for lunch. But as soon as he returned to the door, he suddenly heard a commotion from the Golden Needle Zhai opposite.

Chen Jianchen frowned, walked over to take a look, and saw a fat black man shouting loudly with a mouth full of wine, asking Lu Xito make an appointment to treat him.

This man is not tall, dark and fat, with a face full of meat, a pair of eyes that are large and small, and he looks a little fierce.

Lu Xiyue didn't come out, and it was a maid named "Qiu Ju" who came out to stop him: "This big brother, Jinzhenzhai has always only treated women, not men, so you better go back and find another house." The man refused to give up, and shouted: "Jiangzhou Bancheng, who doesn't know me Mao? Who dares not to give me Mao's face? You little girl is so good that you don't know how to lift, since you have opened a medical center, where is there a reason not to see patients? Your Uncle Mao is having a headache." Hurry up and get out of the way and let the uncle in. ”

The maid Qiuju blocked the door stiffly: "Uncle Mao, you better go back, my young lady will not treat you anyway." ”

Mao Da raised his eyebrows: "1 Little girl, you don't get out of the way, be careful of the uncle's fists." As he spoke, he raised his big fist and shook it.

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, you dare to hurt people, is it really a king's law?" came a cold sentence from behind.

Mao Da grinned and looked back at Chen Jianchen: "Where did you come from, where did you come from, dare to come to the bad uncle's good deeds, are your skin and flesh itchy?" "Presumptuous!"

Chen Jianchen shouted: "I am a student of Minghua Academy, what kind of scoundrel are you, disturbing others here for no reason, and daring to trespass on people's houses!"

Hearing that he reported his identity, Mao's momentum weakened a little first, and he was speechless, and turned around and ran away very shamefully.

Qiu Ju naturally knew Chen Jianchen, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you Xianggong Chen." ”

Chen Jianchen said: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, what about your young lady." ”

"Inside, please huā me come. At this time, at the corner of the street, the Mao Dazheng looked at this side with fierce eyes, gritted his teeth and muttered: "1 The little white face can enter, I can't enter, I bah, isn't it just a Qingqi person in the former Bird Walker?

After saying that, he left angrily.

There is only one entry into the house of Jinzhenzhai, two wings in the inner courtyard, Lu Xi lives in one, two maids live in one, and the house in front is used for sitting and seeing a doctor.

After Chen Jianchen entered, he served tea in the front hall, and Lu Xiyue personally made tea and poured him a cup.

"Thank you for what happened just now. ”

Chen Jianchen smiled: "Between you and me, you don't have to be too polite. ”

Hearing this, Lu Xiyue felt as if he had eaten a piece of rock candy, and suddenly said "um" very obediently, and then sat aside.

Chen Jianchen asked again: "Sorry for the appointment, if you open a medical center, you must often be harassed by the ruffians." "It's not easy to make a living in the city, not to mention that she is a weak woman?

Lu Xiyue replied: "It's okay, it's just that Mao Da has been here a few times just now, and he is reckless and rude, and it is very annoying." ”

Chen Jianchen raised his eyebrows: "It's just a scoundrel, if he really dares to come nonsense, I have my own way to punish him." "For his ability and means, Lu Xiyue has long trusted him as the backbone, of course, he will not have the slightest doubt.

However, Chen Jianchen thought more carefully in the long run, after all, hooligans and ruffians, who knows what despicable means they will make? Don't be careless, he counted on his fingers, in terms of time, if nothing else, Ying Ning and Xiaoyi should rush back to Jiangzhou in the next few days and join him.

Thinking of Ying Ning, a warm smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jianchen's mouth. ！。 】