Zhang Miaoshan's foot was only slightly bent, and he was smeared with ointment, and he almost recovered after coming down the mountain.

It was already dark, so the two brothers and sisters ate something at the inn in Gusu City, rested for the night, and prepared some dry food by the way.

Zhang Miaoshan had no heart or lungs, and went to sleep after eating and drinking, while Zhang Xiuyuan scratched his scalp sadly...

There is only one reason for my sorrow...

No money!

The Gusu they are currently in is thousands of miles away from the Baiyun Temple explained by the master, and walking over on two legs is tantamount to an idiot's dream.

You need something to get around...

I don't want to think about the carriage, which is not a rich or expensive means of transportation, and the great yuan is martial, that is, horses are war resources, and the price has always been high, even if it is a bad horse, it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

It has been more than ten years since the incense was cut off, and the mountains were extremely poor, and in the past, when they went down the mountain to sell some calligraphy and paintings from the master's past, they could barely maintain the livelihood of the three masters and apprentices.

And now, Master Zhang Yangming's mental state is obviously wrong.

This time, he listened to the master's instructions and took his sister down the mountain to Baiyun Temple, only bringing some change of clothes, not even the little turtle in the prayer pool, let alone the master's calligraphy and paintings.

He didn't bring the little turtle because he shared the vision with the little turtle, and he could also take a look at the master's movements by leaving it in the Taixu Temple.

I didn't bring Master's calligraphy and paintings, it was completely because it was inconvenient.

Now that he and his sister are out of the house, but the little money on his body is not to say that he has bought a horse, even a donkey can't afford it, and he can't be entangled, how can this be good?

Zhang Xiuyuan looked at the few coins and broken silver left on his body, and really regretted that he didn't roll some of his master's calligraphy and paintings when he went out...

Thinking of the master's explanation, 'Hurry up, don't look back', he doesn't dare to go back to the mountain gate now, and he has a hard time for the money.

"I really can't do it, I can only go to the Tongjia Medical Center tomorrow to find Senior Brother Tong Yongzhou to borrow some plates..."

He sighed and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning.

The clouds are gone, and the color is bright.

Originally, the weather in May was already a bit hot, but yesterday a light rain fell, and the weather was neither hot nor cold, the most refreshing and pleasant.

In the city of Gusu, there are 258 gatherings, there are old farmers selling vegetables, and there are vendors setting up stalls on the streets, and all kinds of people will decorate this city in the south of the Yangtze River with great liveliness.

The brother and sister left the inn and had some breakfast.

Zhang Miaoshan looked at the people coming and going on the street, especially when he saw some men and women holding hands and shopping, there was a lot of envy in his expression, some lost and some envious muttered: "Senior brother, you see that they are all accompanied by relatives and buy delicious food, but Miaoshan didn't." ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan glanced at her, and said angrily: "Your little abacus, I can hear the movement ten miles away." ”

Having said that, he reached for it anyway.

And Zhang Miaoshan was also overjoyed when he saw this, he didn't care about his senior brother's teasing, and stretched out his little hand to tug his fingers affectionately.

Zhang Xiuyuan took the half-grown girl who looked like a fart, and bought a string of sugar gourds and a small sugar man for her on the street, which made her let go of her hand with satisfaction.

When passing by a stall selling handkerchiefs and silk scarves, Zhang Miaoshan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stuffed the sugar gourd and sugar man in his hand into Zhang Xiuyuan's hands, and got to the front of the stall by himself.

Gusu City people are outstanding, and are called splendid Gusu by the people of the time, like brocade, silk and other fabrics are quite prestigious in Dayuan, not only the material is excellent, the workmanship is also fine and beautiful.

After a while, Zhang Xiuyuan was called by his sister to settle the account, and Zhang Miaoshan also had four silk scarves of different colors in his hands: black, green, gray, and white.

Zhang Miaoshan played with the silk scarf in his hand, and shook it in front of his senior brother, and asked, "Senior brother, is it good-looking?" ”

"Good-looking..."

Zhang Xiuyuan glanced at it and nodded, and asked quite incomprehensibly, "Don't you like these handkerchiefs and silk scarves?" How did you buy four at once? The colors are still so bright? ”

Zhang Miaoshan raised her eyebrows and laughed, stuffed the three blue, gray and white silk scarves into her bag, and then folded the remaining black silk scarf in her hand into a long strip of three fingers wide, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and tied the two ends of the silk scarf behind her head.

While tying the knot, she muttered in her mouth: "Senior brother doesn't like my eyes, so I just cover them." ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan's breath stagnated when he heard this, looking at the senior sister who bowed her head and tied the knot, and looking at the delicate face whose eyes were covered by a black silk scarf, he only felt that his mouth was dry, as if something had poked his heart.

This... This... This......

And Zhang Miaoshan tied the silk scarf and looked around, although the silk scarf was black, it was as light as a cicada's wings, even if it was folded in several layers, it was still transparent.

When she noticed that although the things she saw were hazy, they did not affect her vision, her face was happy, and she smiled with a smile on her pink neck: "Senior brother, you can look at me now, is it good-looking?" ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan blinked blankly, Rao was also shocked by the half-concealed hazy beauty of his indifferent heart that had been cultivated for more than ten years.

Looking at the 'lace eye patch' tied to his junior sister's face countless years ahead, looking at the beautiful face of Qiong's nose and red lips under the silk scarf, and looking at the little man who gets along day and night asking himself 'is it good-looking', his Adam's apple can't help but roll up and down, his heart is restless, and he inexplicably breeds an urge to gnaw on that little red lip.

And Zhang Miaoshan didn't seem to know the lethality of this makeup, but seeing that her senior brother looked at her blankly and didn't answer, she also knew the answer, and immediately quipped: "Senior brother, look stupid?" ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan came back to his senses, and saw that the passers-by glanced at him and his junior sister with strange expressions, as if he had opened the door to some kind of new world, he hurriedly reached out and ripped off the black silk scarf that his junior sister was blindfolding.

"In broad daylight, what are you talking like..."

"It took a lot of time for people to tie it."

Zhang Miaoshan muttered with a pout, but after seeing her senior brother's face faintly reddened, and she looked away with a wry expression, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Less nonsense!"

Zhang Xiuyuan glared at her, stuffed the silk scarf into her bag, grabbed her wrist and walked out, "Hurry up, there's something to do." ”

"Oh~"

Zhang Miaoshan nodded and followed his footsteps with a smile, and asked with a smile: "Senior brother, you haven't told me where we are going on this trip?" ”

"Xijing Mansion, Baiyun Temple on the shore of Yanbo Lake."

"Hey, Xijing Mansion is thousands of miles away from our Jiangnan Mansion, why should we go to Baiyun Temple?"

"Selling children~"

Zhang Xiuyuan glanced at her with his spare eyes, and said casually: "Baiyunguan lacks a Taoist aunt, it just so happens that you are disobedient and sold to be a Taoist aunt." ”

"I don't believe it~"

Zhang Miaoshan frowned and snorted softly, and said with a squeamish but very determined face: "Senior brother, even if you sell yourself, you are reluctant to sell me." ”

“……”

Zhang Xiuyuan seemed to have seen something interesting, and suddenly stopped and shifted his gaze to a store with a 'Feng Ya Ge' sign on the side of the street.

That Feng Accord is a store in the city of Gusu that specializes in the four treasures of the study, and today for some reason, there is a long desk as a stall in the open space next to the door.

On the long desk there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a young man with an elegant bearing stood in front of the table, holding his sleeve in one hand and a pen in the other, drawing lightly on the drawing paper...

Behind him, there are two propped canvases against the wall, the left side reads 'Elegant things, may you enjoy them with me', and the right side reads 'The shackles are hard to break, and the master is paid to give advice'.

"This guy is funny..."

Zhang Miaoshan saw that his senior brother stopped and looked into the distance, and also saw the long desk in front of the Feng Yage and the person who was painting in front of the table, and said with a smile: "It is said that the scholar has a high spirit, and he actually put down his body and set up a stall to openly seek advice." ”

"It's really interesting."

Zhang Xiuyuan slightly bowed his head and agreed, and said: "If it weren't for grandstanding, this person would be able to put down his body and heart and look for someone on the street to give advice, and he would definitely succeed in the future." ”

At that time, people's minds were far less open-minded than in their previous lives, and the profession of making a living by setting up street stalls was considered to be inferior.

And most of the scholars have a sense of arrogance in their bones, ashamed to be with the lower nine streams, the so-called 'talk and laughter have a great Confucianism, and there is no white ding' is here.

And this person is elegant and elegant, and he is studying Danqing, he must be a scholar, but he is looking for someone to teach him on the street, and this kind of thing is not an exaggeration for a scholar...

Zhang Xiuyuan looked at it from the side, and was sure that the person was not grandstanding, and instead of driving him away, the person in charge of the affairs was still accompanied by a smiling face, and he also knew that this person should have some identity.

I looked at the words on the canvas that said, "The shackles are hard to break, and the master is paid to teach", and secretly thought that this entanglement may have fallen.

"Miaoshan, take your bags, I'll go earn some entanglement~"