The brush has been done, but the tip of the brush is still wet, and the sunlight outside is too weak on this cold day, but it is not easy to dry.

Fan Dazhi scratched his head and thought for a moment, suddenly his face was solemn, his right palm flipped over, the vitality above his hand fluctuated violently, and a blue flame appeared out of thin air in his palm.

He held the brush in his left hand and placed it above the flame, and in just a few moments, the bristles were dry.

"When did you get to this point...... This kung fu? ”

He An couldn't help but be moved when he saw it, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hehe...... there is a paragraph at the beginning of "Yuan Qi Transformation" that is dedicated to introducing Yuan Qi, and I didn't understand it at first, and it was slow to enter the realm when I cultivated, and then I figured out what it meant!"

Fan Dazhi smiled a little embarrassedly, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"According to the records inside, the vitality also has five element attributes, which are composed of the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Seeing that He An listened very seriously, with an open mind to be taught, Fan Dazhi squeezed his eyebrows and took another sip of water unhurriedly.

"Later, I wondered if I could use my divine sense to control the Yuan Qi and strip out the Yuan Qi of the other four attributes, and there was only a single Yuan Qi of one attribute in a small area, but I couldn't think of it...... It really worked! ”

Fan Dazhi said, his palm spread out, and the vitality above fluctuated violently again, his palm was dense, and a puddle of clear water appeared in a moment, and then the wisps of white mist curled up, and in an instant, it turned into a piece of ice.

Ice cubes are thrown into the tea cup and make a "ding-dong" crunching sound.

The shopkeeper who stood at the door and saw this scene was stunned.

"It was a fire attribute just now, but now it's a water attribute!"

He An suddenly understood when he saw this, and couldn't help but praise: "Usually I'm practicing, you are lying on the bed, it turns out that you are pondering these, but your talented guy is too scary!"

"Hey...... Actually, I just thought it was fun! ”

Fan Dazhi scratched his head with a smile, held a good brush in his hand, walked out of the wing room with He An, and saw the shopkeeper at the door, and the two thanked him together.

"Uh...... Congratulations to the two sons, it's done so soon? ”

The shopkeeper came back to his senses, looked at the brush in Fan Dazhi's hand with burning eyes, and asked, "This son, can you ...... Take a look at the old decay! ”

Fan Dazhi handed over the pen as he said, and the shopkeeper looked up and down with the brush, his eyes lit up, and his goatee kept shaking.

"Not bad! Not bad! I like this pen very much...... Please forgive me for being presumptuous, I wonder if the two sons are willing to cut their love? The old man is willing to buy it at a high price! ”

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them with an expectant look.

"Oh...... How much are you willing to pay? ”

Fan Dazhi's heart moved, and he asked with a smile.

The shopkeeper thought for a moment and stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty ...... Three hundred...... Two pieces of silver? ”

Fan Dazhi was a little unconvinced, frowned and couldn't help but speak.

"Three thousand taels!"

The shopkeeper's voice trembled a little: "As long as the two sons cut their love, I am willing to pay three thousand taels of silver tickets to buy this one!"

Three thousand taels of silver, the price is fair, the shopkeeper knows the identity of the two young Zhixing Academy disciples, and he has also seen the miraculous fire control methods of the little fat man in front of him, but he does not dare to deceive.

But if this priceless treasure can be obtained, it will be more than ten thousand gold to change hands and auction, as a businessman, he still makes a lot of money.

"Three...... Three thousand taels ......? ”

Fan Dazhi swallowed a mouthful of saliva in disbelief, and He An secretly inhaled a cool breath beside him, and the two of them were shocked.

Three thousand taels of silver tickets, how big would it be to exchange them for copper coins? I'm afraid I can't fit a few tables here, right? Eating big fish and meat in restaurants every day, you can't spend it all in this life, right?

Luoyang, the imperial capital, is really stupid and has a lot of money!

Fan Dazhi was thinking wildly in his heart, and a light voice turned all his beautiful fantasies into nothing.

"I'm sorry, but this pen was given to an elder...... We don't sell! ”

He An woke up from a moment of distraction, and his tone was categorical.

"Okay...... Since it is given to the elders, the old man will give you a gift box to hold up, which is even more sincere and grand! ”

The shopkeeper showed a look of pity on his face, and he also expected that such a precious thing might not be sold by the young man, so he took out a delicate long wooden box from the cabinet, opened it with spices and red silk, put the pen into the box, and handed it back to He An.

"Old Jiang Boya, I am fortunate to meet two sons today, and I hope that the two of you will patronize them in the future, and the small shop will be full of glory, which is an honor!"

The shopkeeper resolutely refused to let the two of them pay for it, and said politely.

Sending the two teenagers out of the door, the shopkeeper Jiang Boya just turned around, and the paper-cutting man came over and whispered: "Uncle has taken a fancy to those two boys' things, they dare not know how to lift them, why don't I take a few brothers and snatch them back for my uncle!"

Jiang Boya looked at his nephew with idiotic eyes, his face was pale, and he said sharply: "We are serious businessmen, not robbers who rob houses!" Not to mention that at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the law is strict, and it is rare for you to have a lawsuit, even if you really go, do you think ...... Disciple of Zhixing Academy, how could that young man who was obviously a cultivator be easy to mess with? ”

When he said this, he remembered that this nephew was idle every day, instigating his son to drink and gamble with him, abandoning his studies, and not being admitted to Zhixing Academy for three years.

"Xiao An, why don't we sell the pen?"

Fan Dazhi hugged the kitten, followed behind He An, and muttered quietly.

"Wouldn't it be nice to sell three thousand taels of silver and buy two more expensive gifts to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion? That'...... We'll have an endless amount of money to spend in the future! ”

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the street, stretching the figures of the two people for a long time, the cold wind blew, and a curled dead leaf was trampled under He An's feet, making a "creaking" sound and turning into fragments, and was blown into the stone cracks by the wind.

"Actually, I was a little tempted just now, but at our age, suddenly getting such a huge windfall, it is inevitable that we will be distracted, and our life will be too comfortable in the future, and we will lose motivation to do anything......

He An saw Fan Dazhi shrink his head, didn't say a word, and smiled slightly.

Maybe you will think that the reason is a bit far-fetched when I say this, but there is a saying that "virtue is not worthy, and you will suffer from it", the amount of this money is too big, so big that you and I can't bear it, and it will definitely bring us trouble, and then ...... We have a busy day, and we want to give the things we made to Mr. Ding, so how can we sell them with our hands? ”

He An finished unhurriedly, quietly looking at Fan Dazhi, who was speechless, holding the kitten in his arms and walking slowly.

The flags of the wind-blown street taverns are hunting, an ox cart creaks across the bluestone streets, and vendors hurrying past with their burdens.

"Actually...... You don't have to explain to me at all, no matter what you do, I support you, I listen to you everything! ”

Fan Dazhi grinned, his simple and honest appearance made it difficult to associate him with the guy who controlled his vitality and was talented just now.

He An breathed a little, his eyes were a little sour when he was blown by the wind, and he looked at this good brother who grew up together, and he didn't know what to say for a while......

Fan Dazhi shrunk his neck, opened the placket of his chest, and put the still sleeping kitten in, he was already obese, and the placket on his chest was only slightly raised, but he couldn't see anything.

The two of them walked briskly, the voices of people in the distance were boiling, and the carriages and horses flowed endlessly, and the outline of the majestic palace could already be seen in the distance.

Dingding Street in Luoyang City, as always noisy and prosperous.

In the secluded alley, several tall pines and cypresses stand majestically, as if to cover the hustle and bustle outside, Dingding Prime Minister He An and Fan Dazhi have come, knocked on the door knocker a few times, half of the vermilion lacquer door slowly opened, the old housekeeper saw the two of them, accused the crime, and hurriedly went back to report.

After a while, the old housekeeper welcomed them in and said with a smile: "The two sons came by coincidence, the master has just come back from going out, please come with me!"

The courtyard of the Xiangfu was deep, and the two followed the old housekeeper through the corridor of the front hall and along the cobblestone path between the vegetable beds to the back house.

Although it is a cold winter, the weeds, turnips, and leaves in the vegetable garden are green and lush, and they look full of vitality in the desolate land.

Faintly, there was a sound of the piano, a tactful and low piano sound, ethereal, echoing in the sky, silent from afar, and still in the ears when you heard it closely.

At the beginning, it is like the sound of a mountain stream and a spring, and it is gradually like the gurgling water under the bridge, more and more urgent, the timbre is cheerful and clear, like a hundred birds competing for the song of the branches, continuing and high-pitched, like a silver bottle breaking through the iron riding prominent...... In an instant, wolf smoke rose everywhere, and a golden iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, soared into the sky with the sonorous and powerful sound of the piano......

In the study, the sandalwood was swirling, and in the faint smoke, Ding Wenruo sat by the desk and stroked the piano, wearing a moon-white light shirt, wearing snow down shoulders, and the milky white satin skirt was embroidered with water-patterned snow beaver fluff, and the slender waist was not enough to hold it, showing a delicate figure.

She pulled her hair lightly, and inserted a silver jade moon hairpin obliquely, like a captivating city, as if floating like a fairy.

Ding Feiyong sat on the Taishi chair beside him, holding a tea cup in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and he listened leisurely.

"Master, the two sons are here!"

As the sound of the piano turned to a low tone, the butler's voice came from outside the door.

Ding Feiyong stood up, walked over slowly and opened the door, He An and Fan Dazhi bowed respectfully, these two young men have not seen each other for a long time, they have grown taller, and their faces have faded from the original youthfulness, and they look more mature and stable.

The sound of the piano in the room was leisurely, and Ding Wenruo just finished playing the song, and his slender hand pressed lightly on the strings, and turned sideways to He An and Fan Dazhi and bowed slightly.

The sound of the piano lingered, winding around the beam, and He Anxin secretly applauded.

"You two must have listened to it just now, how did Wen Ruo play this song "Breaking the Array, Killing the Sideline?"

Ding Feiyong stroked his beard and smiled leisurely: "I don't want to test your homework today, just chatting, among the six arts of the gentleman, the rhythm of "Music", you also have some knowledge in Zhixing Academy, you might as well talk about it!"