In fact, Tang Ping's calligraphy has also been practiced, in the past few years in the cultural and creative street, there are a few shops in the neighborhood where the old man still likes calligraphy, Tang Ping learned it when he had nothing to do, and then practiced for a while.

As a result, after arriving in this era, I found that needless to say, everyone at home, Lu Yi and Li Bai's characters were better than their own.

It's normal to think about it, I only practice occasionally, and people write every day, can it be the same?

Therefore, the people brought by Tang Ping knew his words, and when they saw that he was going to "sacrifice ugliness", they were all holding back laughter on the side.

That is, the owner of Wanghailou and Wang Qingluan's master and servant looked at him with anticipation.

But soon the faces of several people changed.

How so? This word, which is probably the level of grabbing a random Meng Tong downstairs, can recognize what is written, but if you want to say Mobao, is it a bit insulting to the words Mobao and Bao?

"That, Childe's word...... Endure...... Chic! "What else can the owner of Wanghailou say? Can he still drive Tang Ping down?

Just now, so many people on the third floor saw that they invited people up, and now it is estimated that the downstairs has also spread the "flowers, the moon and the autumn fragrance", and they are going to drive people out, and the reputation of the Wanghai Building that they have worked so hard to operate will be ruined?

But this word is really bad, if his eight-year-old grandson writes such a word, a beating is absolutely indispensable.

So now he is embarrassed, such a good couplet, with such a word, is he not hanging? Or not?

To be honest, although I don't think Tang Ping is a good person, Qiu Xiang, who I heard him just now, is also a woman, and it is even more true in Wang Qingluan's heart that Tang Ping is a disciple.

But she also recognizes Tang Ping's talent, aside from yesterday's Qingluan poem, those two Yongmei poems can definitely be passed down through the ages.

In addition, today's Shanglian guy has just been exported, and Tang Ping is right here.

Others don't know, but Wang Qingluan still believes that Tang Ping really doesn't know Wanghailou, and of course it is impossible to know about this Shanglian in advance.

Being able to make such a good right so quickly can only show that he is really brilliant, but now that she sees his words, she begins to wonder if this is a person.

"Why don't you let me write it again?" Looking at this word, she is really uncomfortable, what a good pair, it is written like this.

As he spoke, he took the pen from Tang Ping's hand, and there was a lot of paper, so he picked up the pen and wrote.

As soon as the so-called connoisseur stretches out his hand, he will know if there is one.

Her teacher since she was a child is a famous Confucian scholar in Dongyue, of course, this word is no exception, just two or three words to start, and the feeling comes out.

"Good words, really good words!" The owner of Wanghailou on the side didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise.

Li Bai, Pei Min and Lu Yi also nodded again and again.

Soon this couplet was written down by Wang Qingluan.

"Good words, really good words!" The owner of Wanghailou turned into a repeater and gave a thumbs up, and the couplet was written by Wang Qingluan with two feelings in one font.

The upper link of the country is written majesticly, and the flowers and moon and autumn fragrance of the lower link are written softly.

It is obviously the same font, but it can make people see two different feelings, which also shows that Wang Qingluan's calligraphy has entered the room, and there is a faint demeanor of everyone.

"Come on, let Tang Gongzi and you order food!" The proprietor of Wanghailou happily held Wang Qingluan's words, generally speaking, literati on the fourth floor would not let people write it.

After all, what he wants is the fame of these literati, but today's character is an exception, because if you don't look at the content of the text, this character is worth collecting.

"Wang Qingluan, I don't know which great Confucian master's daughter." Of course, the sharp-eyed owner of Wanghailou also saw the payment, but the name Wang Qingluan was really unfamiliar.

However, people did not identify themselves, and of course he was not easy to inquire, so he could only muttered in his heart.

Fortunately, when he left, he still gave face to Tang Ping's words solemnly, but the fate of this character is unknown whether it is the kitchen stove of Wanghailou.

Wang Qingluan finally hardened himself in front of Tang Ping, and Shi Shiran sat next to him and waited for him to order.

Tang Ping smiled, this girl is really quite personal, but even if he doesn't understand the word just now, he can understand that it is indeed a good word.

Discussing with everyone and ordering a table of dishes, Tang Ping was not embarrassed, just looking at the business of Hailou, could they still give him a meal?

And how can I say that this is also exchanged for myself and this Wang Qingluan girl, what's so embarrassing?

If yesterday's night banquet was the highest level of the Dongyue royal family, then today's meal is the highest level of the Dongyue people.

It can only be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and one or two of the dishes made Tang Ping very interested, so he asked Xiaoluo to write it down.

Wang Qingluan then remembered that it seemed that Tang Ping would communicate with Xiaoluo like this after tasting the dishes yesterday, and he thought that he was also asking her to write down those dishes, thinking about it like this, Wang Qingluan didn't know why he suddenly felt a little more comfortable.

At the dinner table, Tang Ping didn't pay attention to any food, and chatted with everyone about the Fuyang City in Dongyue while eating, and Cui'er also actively introduced them to some famous places in Fuyang City.

Only Wang Qingluan seemed quieter.

After eating, Wang Qingluan and Cui'er planned to leave under the pretext that there was still something to do.

Before leaving, Wang Qingluan suddenly asked: "When Lord Tang met today, I saw that you came out of a jewelry store, did you want to buy something?" I know that there are several bigger jewelry stores in Fuyang City, do you want me to introduce them to you? ”

"Huh?" Tang Ping didn't expect Wang Qingluan to suddenly ask, so he was stunned for a moment and replied: "Thank you, Miss Wang, but don't worry, the main reason for going today is that there is a small jewelry that was damaged because of me, and I want to find someone to repair it, and I am very satisfied with the craftsmanship of the master of that jewelry shop, so I have handed it over to her." ”

Waiting for Tang Ping to walk away, Cui'er pulled Wang Qingluan's sleeve and whispered: "Your Highness, he said that the small jewelry, is it your Qingluan ring?" ”

"Let's go, go back to the palace!"

Before closing in the afternoon, the jewelry shop that Tang Ping had patronized today was surrounded by officers and soldiers.

The people inside were also brought out.

"This is His Royal Highness King Zheng, who is the master master in the store? King Zheng has something to ask. ”

"Back to Your Highness, the small one is the master of this shop." The woman who contacted Tang Ping today walked out with some trepidation, looking at Wang Qingluan, who was already dressed in King Zheng's clothes.

I don't know why the high-flying King Zheng will find him, I heard that King Zheng is not married, should he take a fancy to himself?

"Did any of your guests send a ring today?"