"I don't do anything on weekdays, just read some books, write a few words, occasionally go out with my mother to visit Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Song, and talk to a few young ladies from Yangzhou City officials to relieve boredom."

Lin Daiyu smiled at Chu Zhen and said, "After my mother's illness was cured, she took me to worship in the temples inside and outside the city, and often said that I couldn't thank Uncle Chu in person. ”

As she spoke, she was about to stand up again and give a thank-you gift on her mother's behalf.

Chu Zhen gestured to her to sit down, and said with a smile: "As long as you are well, I thought that Miss Lin, you young ladies who don't go out, can still go to chat with other girls of the same age." ”

In the dream of Red Mansions, Sister Lin and Sister Sanchun don't go out much, only Shi Xiangyun often goes to other people's houses to play, and she is very familiar with Concubine Nan'an.

Lin Daiyu said: "My father once laughed and said that my mother couldn't sit still, and there were many invitations at home, so my mother took me out, saying that it was not good to sit at home. ”

"I agree with that!"

Chu Zhen looked at Li Qingzhao and said with a smile: "You must get up and exercise after half an hour of writing, that is, stretch your hands and feet, take a walk in the yard, if you can, rest for a while after dinner and then go out for a walk, run in the morning, sweat a little is good for your health." ”

“……”

Not to mention Lin Daiyu, even Li Qingzhao was shocked, "Still going out after dinner?" It's not the Lantern Festival, where can I go out easily at night. ”

Chu Zhen asked: "Isn't there no curfew in Bianjing City?" ”

The Song Dynasty was the only dynasty without a curfew, and the night scene of Bianjing City could be imagined, and Chu Zhen did not believe that Li Qingzhao, who loved to play and drink, did not go out.

"Yes, there is no curfew, but I don't go out at night, only come back late occasionally."

"Drunk, huh?"

After speaking, Chu Zhen and Lin Daiyu laughed together.

Li Qingzhao argued in shame: "I don't drink alcohol on weekdays, I only drink a little when I get together with my sisters." ”

"Really?"

Chu Zhen didn't believe that she only drank a little, and he didn't believe that she didn't drink on weekdays.

"Just... Occasionally. Li Qingzhao's beautiful and fair face was completely blushing, and he was stunned for a while before he said: "Occasionally, when reading is rising, I will also ask the female envoy to bring some wine to drink." ”

Chu Zhen laughed again.

Lin Daiyu glanced at Sister Qingzhao, she answered whatever Uncle Chu asked her, and she also concealed her love of drinking, obviously because she didn't want to be laughed at by Uncle Chu that she was not a lady.

"So take it and buy wine!"

Chu Zhen pushed the gold ingot that returned to him at some point to Li Qingzhao again, "Don't drink so much, just buy good wine to drink!" ”

The girl puffed out her mouth, looked at him with resentment, and did not answer.

Chu Zhen asked Lin Daiyu again.

"After the New Year, when the big river can sail, I will go back to the capital with my mother to buy a house."

Lin Daiyu said with a smile.

She now accepts the fact that she will live in the capital in the future, firstly because of Uncle Chu's historical records, saying that she wants to return to the Rongguo Mansion with her mother, and secondly, because his father is now the imperial historian of the right capital, which is the imperial historian of the supervising place, and he is promoted to the imperial history of the left capital, or other officials, all of whom have to return to the capital.

"I'm afraid the next time we meet will be the beginning of spring." Chu Zhen said.

He has now roughly figured out the law of the time and space history records to summon people, and he must have been summoned when something happened.

"That's going to be a few days......"

Lin Daiyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she said, "I still want to send some rice balls to Uncle Chu during the Lantern Festival." ”

"It's okay, let's see if I can come then."

Chu Zhen also wanted to test it, and Sister Lin took the initiative to say if she could cross over.

Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled, stood up and introduced the New Year's goods she brought.

"There are so many chickens, ducks and fish, and a big deer leg, I can't eat them all by myself." Chu Zhen smiled at Li Qingzhao and said, "When you go back, bring some back to eat." ”

This time Li Qingzhao did not refuse, and Lin Daiyu had no opinion.

Chu Zhen opened the gift box sent by Li Shimin again, in addition to pen, ink, paper and inkstone, there was also a volume of simple calligraphy and painting.

Chu Zhen took it out and opened it carefully.

"Ahh

Li Qingzhao exclaimed in surprise, making Chu Zhen and Lin Daiyu look at her in surprise.

"This, this ......"

Li Dacai stood up, walked quickly to Chu Zhen's side full of excitement, bent down and lowered her head, didn't care about the green silk hanging down, teased it with her jade hand, carefully studied the words on this scroll, and looked at the only seal in the lower left corner.

It is the seal of Li Shimin, the king of Qin!

In the end, she raised her head and looked at Chu Zhen with excitement: "It's the snow and cold post in the seventeen posts!" Authentic! It's not copying! ”

She looked excited.

Chu Zhen asked suspiciously: "Whose true handiwork is the seventeenth post?" Glancing at Lin Daiyu again, she found that she had suddenly realized.

It can be seen that although Sister Lin can't recognize words, she also has some research on calligraphy.

"Wang Youjun!"

"Who?!"

Chu Zhen was also taken aback, what Li Shimin sent was the true handiwork of the book saint Wang Xizhi?

Li Qingzhao thought that he didn't understand Wang Xizhi's number, and said excitedly:

"It's Wang Xizhi, this is Wang Xizhi's true handiwork, this post is known as the dragon in the book of the seventeen posts of the snow condensation post! Su Weng once copied it, and the name was "Linwang Xi's Lecture Post"! ”

Seeing that Li Dacai was so excited, Chu Zhen looked at the words on it carefully and said, "I am a layman, and I have no research on calligraphy...... But Li Shimin stamped it on it? Wang Xizhi has a history of two or three hundred years from Li Shimin. ”

Li Qingzhao covered his mouth and smiled: "It is precisely because there are no other seals, only the seal of King Qin, that it can be trusted!" ”

"The seal on the collection originated from the King of Qin?"

Lin Daiyu asked curiously.

"That's right!"

Li Qingzhao said with a smile: "I have read "Shushu Fu", which said that the Tang Dynasty was stamped with the seal of the Tibetan Collection, when Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong liked the calligraphy of the right army of the king, and ordered people to collect more than 3,000 papers, when identifying the authenticity, all the authentic works of the right army were stamped with the seal of "Zhenguan"! ”

"Good guys!"

Chu Zhen remembered.

Li Shimin's guy asked people to find the authentic work of "Lanting Collection Preface", but his courtiers deceived him and attacked a monk, and finally got it.

In the end, he also brought the Lanting Collection into the mausoleum.

Chu Zhen shook his head and sighed: "In this way, you have to blame Li Shimin, the source of the two seal madness demons in the future is him!" ”

Li Qingzhao was overjoyed, "Emperor Taizong loves Wang Youjun's calligraphy, I didn't expect it to be collected when I was the King of Qin, and I also sent a painting to Chu Langjun. ”

"Sister, don't say it." Lin Daiyu pulled her and said.

"Huh?"

Li Qingzhao didn't understand what she meant, and after glancing at Chu Zhen, he reacted and blushed.

"Next time, buy me two bottles of Qingyuantang wine!"

Chu Zhen put "Snow and Cold Post" on the table, went to get his mobile phone, and took dozens of photos of the copybook, taking every word.

This is a sign of respect for a national treasure.

Of course, except for Chu Zhen, no one else will know that this post is a national treasure.

"I've got you."

Chu Zhen handed Wang Xizhi's true handwriting to Li Qingzhao.

Li Dacai's face was stunned, and Lin Daiyu on the side looked at him several times.

"I don't know calligraphy and painting, and the calligraphy in my hands is tantamount to a jewel covered with dust."

Chu Zhen paused and explained: "This authentic work has not been baptized by the years, and people will not recognize it today, so I can only put it on my wall, it is useless to me, it is better for you to take it back and copy it, or give it away, it's up to you." ”

If Chu Zhen sends this authentic work to the museum, he will be kicked out.

The calligraphy is too new, and the seal is only the seal of Li Shimin, the king of Qin, and there is no detailed circulation track, so it is impossible for anyone to admit it.

It's better to send it to the Song Dynasty and let those celebrities stamp a few, maybe it can become a real national treasure.

"The slave family can't accept such a heavy gift!"

Li Qingzhao was moved, but still refused.

"Miss Lin, do you want it?"

Chu Zhen was not reluctant, and smiled at Lin Daiyu: "I didn't recognize this character just now, so I asked you later." ”

Lin Daiyu was annoyed and angry: "Does Uncle Chu think I'm stingy, and I have to fight for everything?" ”

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes again, and he turned his head away, clenching his handkerchief tightly.

"I'm not, I'm ...... Okay, Miss Lin, don't be angry, I was wrong! ”

Chu Zhen sincerely apologized, he was affected by the image of Sister Lin in the Dream of Red Mansions, and Lin Daiyu in front of him was very sensitive and loved to cry, so he took special care of her emotions.

But in fact, Lin Daiyu is not so stingy.

Li Qingzhao smiled at him, sat down next to Sister Lin, took her hand and whispered.

Not long after, Lin Daiyu pulled Li Qingzhao to stand up, and Chu Zhen knew that they were leaving, so he got up to see them off.

"I'll go downstairs to see if it's printed, Li Xiaoniang, you take some of the things you like to eat, and then divide the fruit, and you can take it back later."

Chu Zhen was about to go downstairs.

"Next time there is such a thing, I won't send you rice balls!"

Lin Daiyu suddenly said in a crisp voice.

Chu Zhen looked back at her, Daiyu turned her back again, and only Li Qingzhao smiled at him.

Chu Zhen also smiled.

Sister Lin is really good!

With Jia Min and Lin Ruhai both present, Chu Zhen felt more and more that Jia Baoyu was not worthy of Lin Daiyu.

But he couldn't say anything about this kind of thing, after all, he hadn't seen Jia Baoyu in real person.

Maybe Lin Daiyu likes Jia Baoyu's appearance or poetic talent, and the two are in love, such as Li Yi'an and Zhao Mingcheng in history, both of whom are also like-minded and interested in Jinshi poetry.

As a modern person, Chu Zhen can't even write limerick poems, and his interests are too different from them.

"Chu Langjun?"

Li Qingzhao shouted at Chu Zhen, who was standing at the stairs.

"I'll go now, you wait."

Chu Zhen walked downstairs.