The sky was just dawning.

Zhiyun pushed open the door of the west chamber, and a gust of cold wind hit, because she was carrying a heater in her arms, and she didn't see the cold, but her spirit was stirred by the cold air, and she was even more shaken.

July was dozing off under the plum tree, when he heard the noise and hurriedly greeted him, "Gege, you stayed up late again last night......

Zhiyun waved her hand, interrupting her maid's complaints, and helped her back to the room by July, wiped her face comfortably with a hot hot towel, and took a bowl of sesame paste in October, Zhiyun drank it in small sips, feeling warm in her stomach, leaning on the beauty couch and being lazy, she casually took out a bottle of refreshing medicine from the Baibao Pavilion next to her and poured two sips.

After drinking the medicine, the effect of three bottles of refreshment medicine all night dissipated, her brain was dizzy, and she vaguely felt a little sleepy, Zhiyun waited for her by two girls to go to her clothes, wrapped her in the quilt, and said in a cozy voice: "...... Don't tell me to get up......"

Seeing that his own Gege's voice was getting weaker, July and October invariably lightened their steps, lowered the curtain, closed the doors and windows, and slowly retreated.

This sleep was from the beginning of the day to the end of the day.

By the time Zhiyun opened his eyes again, got up to take a shower and change clothes, and had eaten a snack to fill his stomach, Zhang Zhuo of Songzhuzhai had already talked to Mingde in the study for a while, and both of them were waiting for Zhiyun for the fifty-eight bamboo slips of "Liutao".

Zhiyun picked up a few nutritious pills to nourish her body and stuffed them into her mouth, while smiling at the chattering Mingde: "Since Lord Zhang wants it, just sell it." Such a trivial matter, why bother with the eldest brother! With that, Zhiyun took the quill pen on the table, dipped it in some royal blue ink, wrote a silver ten taels on the paper with the dark pattern of plum blossoms, and threw it to Mingde.

"Ten taels?"

Zhiyun looked at Mingde's bulging eyes and said, "What? Expensive? ”

"No ......" a ten taels, a total of only five hundred and eighty taels, how can it be expensive, it is too cheap, that is the bamboo slip of Liutao, since ancient times, how many literati have debated the authenticity of "Liutao", especially in this dynasty, almost to conclude that Liutao is a fake book, at this time the bamboo slip was born, it can be said that it is of great significance......

Mingde came back to his senses, smiled, glanced at his sister-in-law, didn't say anything, and hurriedly went to explain to Zhang Zhuo. In fact, he has a good impression of Zhang Ying, an elder who is very kind and powerful, has no arrogance at all, and takes good care of talented young people.

Of course, at this time, the scientific examination is imminent, and Mingde doesn't dare to casually give Zhang Ying, who is a scholar of Wenhuadian University, such a valuable thing, but it is absolutely no problem to sell it, but the thing is his sister's, although there is no need to divide each other between brother and sister, but in the end, it is still the sister who is in charge...... But I didn't expect that my sister seemed to value money very seriously on weekdays, but in fact, she was light on wealth and more on righteousness...... Mingde took the note, looked at the very graceful lines on it, and nodded with emotion.

If Zhiyun knew what Mingde was thinking, he would have to cry and laugh, then the bamboo slips of "Liutao" were just Zhiyun heard the scholars in the Wenyuan Book Club arguing for it, and he had a bad taste for a while, so he made it and played with it, and exercised his hands by the way, a piece of bamboo cost ten taels of silver, which was already a money grab.

It was a period of time, because she sorted out a lot of collected information, Zhiyun watched it interestingly, and in order to move her hands and feet, she saved herself from stiffening her hands, so she made a bunch of fake antique calligraphy and paintings.

Of course, these fakes are thrown into the Liulichang Songzhu Zhai for sale as real and fake, the price is very cheap, and the most expensive is only a few taels of silver, however, there are many people who know how to do it in the capital, and there are more vassals and elegant ones.

However, there are still many knowledgeable people who think that they have picked up the omission and take it home like a treasure to treasure it. In this case, Zhiyun just took it as a joke. Anyway, the guest doesn't spend much, it's worth the money, and even if it turns out to be fake (although it's unlikely), they won't be angry.

Of course, the real bamboo slips of "Liutao" do exist, Zhiyun vaguely remembers that it was about the seventies when a large number of bamboo slips were found in the ancient tomb of Yinque Mountain in Linyi, Shandong, among which there were Liutao, but this is a fine product made by Zhiyun with heart, and compared it with the genuine product, it is about the twenty-first century, and no one can tell which one is a fake, let alone this era - to this extent, it is true, Zhang Ying bought it back and made a steady profit.

Zhiyun didn't take such a toy to heart, but Mingde carefully packed it in a camphor box, and personally held it and went to Songzhuzhai with Zhang Zhuo.

When he arrived at the door of Songzhuzhai, Mingde got out of the carriage, and before he could enter the store, he heard a loud laugh from inside.

"Brother Ximing, your word has entered the country again, this small stroke, but the show is very ......" but the laughter has not fallen, but it stopped abruptly, and the entire Songzhu Zhai was silent in an instant, becoming quiet, only another muttering sound was still hesitantly muttering-

"I think ...... too That's kind of my word...... There is nothing wrong with the seal letter, but this poem ...... I haven't written it, but I'm old and confused......"

Mingde and Zhang Zhuo glanced at each other, hurriedly entered the door, and saw an old man in his seventies, who looked rich, and a man in his forties, tall, who looked like a martial artist, were standing in front of the counter looking at a calligraphy and painting.

Mingde walked in and saw that it was a limerick poem - 'Look at Pengcheng County, the name is high and Jinshike.' The appearance is like a black body, and the knife and pen are like Xiao He. Li Xia also gave birth to a child, and the insect side was even more interesting. Generally difficult to learn, thirty-six dumplings. The following inscription is Mr. Zhan Yuan, although this limerick poem is a bit cheesy, but the words are excellent.

He was confused at first, and when he heard Zhang Zhuo next to him, he lowered his voice and said with a smile: "The young one is Li Pan, the thirty-six-year champion of the Yuangong, and the older one should have heard of it, he is Mr. Zhan Yuan, the thirty-six-year Tanhualang, Jiang Chenying......"

Seeing that Zhang Zhuo was going to purse his lips with a smile or not, Mingde suddenly understood, 'Li Xia still has a child, and the insect side is even more famous', isn't it this Li Pan, and remembered that when he was thirty-six years old, although he failed to win, he had also heard of the name of the champion duke, and many scholars ridiculed him because of Li Pan's special appearance, and there were even rumors that this Li Pan carried thirty-six breads in his arms during the court test, and ate a fine meal in one meal, but the tributes who were tested together were scared......

Mingde thought of those rumors, and a smile flashed in his eyes, I don't know who wrote this limerick? I'm really not afraid of offending people......

Zhang Zhuozhi didn't worry much, but just told the guy to quickly take off the painting, and stuffed it to Li Pan with a smile, "Brother Li, you better hurry up and put away the things, otherwise, with the prosperous business of the little brother, Songzhuzhai, it will probably only be a month, and your name as a gluttonous champion will ring all over the capital." ”

Looking at Zhang Zhuo's relaxed and comfortable appearance, it is obvious that he is quite close to Li Pan.

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