A deed of sale worth 8,000 taels.......... The autumn waves of the Ming inkstone are solidified, and they can't help but feel gratified, happy, jealous and other emotions, and the five flavors are mixed.

The mood of the Oiran is also complicated, eight thousand taels is enough to buy a luxurious mansion in a luxurious area in the inner city, and the teaching workshop is known as the Golden Cave, but the example of spending a full eight thousand taels to redeem the body of a famous prostitute is really rare.

The officials and gentlemen don't dare, and the businessmen and rich people are in pain with silver.

But Xu Yingong did it, and he put it down lightly, and put down a full eight thousand taels of silver.

What touches the hearts of the Oiran ladies the most is that the thinking lady is terminally ill and her time is short. So the eight thousand taels of silver are just the wish of a dusty woman.

What man in the world can do this for a woman like them?

Xu Yingong is different from other men.......... The hearts of all the Oiran were about to soften, and they looked at the young man in the Confucian robe stupidly.

"Xu Lang ........."

Looking at the deed of sale on the table, Fuxiang laughed, and her face was full of tears.

I owe it to you......... Xu Qi'an sat on the edge of the bed and sighed.

Fuxiang looked at him softly, her pretty face was red, and she choked up: "You don't have to come, I, I don't look good now." ”

Xu Qi'an reached out and touched her cheek, his expression a little complicated.

"I still have a wish. ”

Fuxiang turned his head, looked at the oiran, and said, "I want to give Xu Lang a dance at the end, and I implore my sisters to accompany me." ”

The Oiran nodded.

Fuxiang smiled, and then looked at Xu Qi'an: "Xu Lang, you go to the outer hall and wait for a while.........."

After the person left, Fuxiang changed into a red dress embroidered with gorgeous layers of red plum blossoms, and Mei'er combed her hair, put it in a bun, and put on luxurious hair accessories.

The pencil traces a delicate arc, the lip balm smears the flaming red lips, and the blush restores the color of her pale face.

Fuxiang stared at the peerless beauty in the mirror and smiled.

Six years ago, a stunning girl came to the Church Division, she fell into the dust as the daughter of a criminal minister, but with a special purpose.

She practiced the piano, studied poetry, and became the Oiran of the Teaching Division, and her fame spread far and wide.

Six years passed by in the snap of a finger, and it was time for her to end this life, but a young man broke into her world, like a light, splitting the dim sky.

At the end of this journey, the young man was not absent, drawing a happy end to her.

Fu Xiang got up, lifted the hem of her skirt, ran out of the door, from the master bedroom to the outer hall, she ran through the long corridor, as if she had run through a period of six years, and at the end, she met him.

In the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo wind music is melodious.

Solo dance in a red dress.

Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

At the end, she sat in Xu Qi'an's arms.

The beauty in her arms raised her head, already in tears, and was heartbroken: "Xu Lang, I'm leaving, I'll .......... in the future"

All I want is to leave a mark on your heart, and what I fear is that I am insignificant and will be forgotten in a moment.

Xu Qi'an put his arm around her and said softly: "In the future, I won't come to the Teaching Division." ”

Started because of you, ended because of you.

For Xu Qi'an, this is also the end of a certain journey in life.

Fuxiang smiled, never bright and moving, as graceful as plum blossoms.

A wisp of ghost drifted away, and Nana went into the distance.

In the hall, Ming Yan, Xiaoya and other Oiran wept in a low voice, tears rippling.

.............

The floating incense Oiran incense disappeared, and this famous prostitute completely washed away the lead and bid farewell to the career of the teaching department.

But her ending was not bleak, Xu Qi'an appeared in the Teaching Department today, spent 8,000 taels of silver to redeem her, and helped her get rid of her lowly status. The news spread throughout the Workshop Division in an instant.

Spend 8,000 taels to redeem a terminally ill dusty woman, even a script can't write such a plot.

Compared with Xu Qi'an, he spent a lot of money, just for the sake of the beauty's wishes. The talented scholars in the book often cut out the description of a heart, which is pale and weak.

For a while, the women of the Teaching Workshop Division were talking about Xu Qi'an, talking about this legendary Dafeng silver gong, the former silver gong.

The Teaching Workshop Division has always been a transit point for the spread of rumors, and in just two days, almost all the guests who are qualified to spend in the Teaching Workshop Division know about it.

In this era, the love story of a poor and a talented woman and a rich daughter, and the love story of a talented man and a famous prostitute, can be called two enduring themes.

But everyone who heard about this couldn't help but praise Qi'an for being affectionate and righteous, and talked about it with relish and spread it.

As soon as it was passed on, the people in the market, the business class, and the officialdom all regarded this matter as a conversation after dinner.

............

When Wang Shoufu was having dinner this morning, he heard his second son chattering endlessly about this rumor.

"Eight thousand taels of silver, if I am allowed to run it, I will be able to double it in less than a year. Big brother, you say that Xu Qi'an is not stupid, if it is to hug the beauty, it is just to return.

"It's just a terminally ill person, and these eight thousand taels won't be wasted. ”

Sensing that his father was coming in, the second son immediately interrupted the topic and lowered his head to drink porridge.

The Wang family has a strict family education and advocates food and sleep.

Wang Shoufu sat down at the table, took a sip of porridge, looked at his second son, and asked, "What did you just say?"

Second Brother Wang snorted: "No, it's nothing ........"

Wang Shoufu waved his hand: "Just say, well, it has something to do with Xu Qi'an?"

Seeing that his father was not displeased, the second brother Wang said: "The floating incense Oiran of the Jiaofang Division is terminally ill, and the medicine stone is hopeless, so Xu Qi'an spent 8,000 taels to redeem her, just for the long-cherished wish of the beauty, which is really ridiculous." ”

After commenting, he cautiously asked, "Father, what do you think?"

Wang Shoufu ignored it and drank the porridge silently.

Second Brother Wang was a little disappointed that he didn't get his father's affirmation.

Well, my father never talked about right and wrong behind his back, but he must have the same thoughts in his heart.

After Wang Shoufu drank the porridge, he took the handkerchief handed by the maidservant and wiped his mouth, then wiped his hands, and said lightly: "If you can spend 8,000 taels to redeem a dying woman, I respect you as a good man." ”

Second Brother Wang was stunned and stunned.

............

Haoqi Building.

"I don't see it, but he is a seed of infatuation. ”

Nangong Qianrou held the teacup and smiled, unable to tell whether it was ridicule or approval.

"Infatuation may not be, but amorous is real. ”

Wei Yuan stood on the lookout, his wide sleeves fluttering, and commented casually.

After a few seconds, he turned around and said a little depressedly: "I deducted his money for three months before, where did you say he got so much silver?"

What are you doing with him......... Nangong Qianrou glanced at her father-in-law.

Wei Yuan sighed with emotion: "Life is in the world, but seek peace of mind." ”

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Hallym Temple.

The Gurgis sat in the classroom, and the scholars of the Hallym Academy had not yet arrived, so the Gurgis sat in their respective positions and began to chat.

"Xu Yingong is really affectionate and righteous, and he spent eight thousand taels to redeem himself for floating incense. ”

"Fuxiang is already terminally ill, and the medicine stone is hopeless, but Xu Yingong is still willing to pay for the silver, just so that she can get out of the lowly status before she dies. ”

Although Xu Qi'an has resigned, the outside world is still used to calling him Xu Yinluo.

What eight thousand taels, what redemption? Listening to the colleagues talking to each other, Xu was confused, and said in his heart What earth-shattering thing did my eldest brother do?

Why did my eldest brother do earth-shattering things, but I, who was my younger brother, didn't know it?

Because the relationship with Wang Simu warmed up very quickly, and he went on a date when he found time, Xu Erlang had not gone to the Jiaofang Division for a long time, so the news lagged behind, and he didn't know about the redemption of eight thousand taels.

"But I've heard that many people are laughing at him, how can a dying man be worth eight thousand taels? Xu Yingong was impulsive, and now I am afraid that he regrets it. ”

"I also heard that Xu Yinluo is gaining prestige. ”

There are also those who disagree.

Thanks to Xu Erlang, he is still in a state of confusion, otherwise these Ji Ji Shi will be sprayed with doubts.

At this time, a cough sounded from outside the door, and the old-fashioned and serious scholar of the Hallym Academy, holding the scroll, entered the classroom.

The Gits were immediately silenced.

This scholar of the Hanlin Academy, Ma Xiuwen, is known for his rigidity and seriousness, does not form a party, does not drill camps, and if it is said that the officialdom is perfect, he has indeed stood firmly in the court where the party is fierce.

But he has also been a scholar of Hallym Academy for decades.

The officials and scholars of the Hanlin Academy, the deepest impression of him was that he was calm and calm.

As the plaque hung in his church: But peace of mind.

After a lecture, Ma Xiuwen, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, looked around at everyone, with a rare pleasant face, and said with a smile:

"Readers, what you read is not books, but the truth in books. But the truth is not only in the book, but also outside the book. I heard that you were discussing that Xu Yingong spent 8,000 taels to redeem the body of the sect priest, and you discussed it for a long time, what reason can you come up with?"

What can be justified in this?

"Affectionate and righteous?"

"Treat money like dung?"

The Gurgis guessed.

Ma Xiuwen, a scholar of Hanlin Academy, shook his head with a smile, his eyes fell on Xu Xinnian, and said, "Say goodbye, what do you think?"

Xu Xinnian frowned, inexplicably remembering that when the eldest brother stabbed his superiors, he went to visit him in prison, and the eldest brother once said: I am not impulsive, I just want peace of mind.

In retrospect, everything he did afterwards was just to seek peace of mind.

Xu Xinnian said in a deep voice: "But ask for peace of mind." ”

Ma Xiuwen, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, glanced at everyone: "Remember this sentence, no matter what height you can go in the future, this official hopes to wait, remember, but ask for peace of mind." ”

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After the dispersal, Xu Xinnian returned to the house, thinking about what he had heard during the day.

When I entered the inner hall, I saw my mother sitting at the table in a daze, and asked, "Mother, where is my eldest brother?" ”

The aunt ignored him.

"I'm ......... here"

In the courtyard on the side, Xu Qi'an beckoned.

After the little brother came over, he said in a low voice: "Don't mention the matter of floating incense at home." ”

Xu Xinnian looked at the eldest brother: "What's wrong with Tifuxiang." ”

"The point is not floating incense, the focus is eight thousand taels, my aunt is like a sister-in-law of Xianglin today, eight thousand two eight thousand taels, muttering all day........."

While speaking, Xu Qi'an pinched his eyebrows, and he had a headache.

Who is Xiangling's sister-in-law........ Xu Xinnian muttered in his heart, and then, he raised his chin and said lightly: "I just want to talk to my eldest brother." ”

"What?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"Life and death are fateful, don't be too sad. Xu Erlang comforted.

If you don't comfort people, don't comfort people, it sounds like you're talking cool things......... Xu Qi'an nodded, um.

He had already buried the bones of Fuxiang, so he specially brought Zhong Li back, and then took Chu Caiwei to find a cemetery with good feng shui outside the capital to bury him.

I happened to hear Chu Caiwei talk about something, since she came back from Jianzhou, Yang Qianhuan fell in love with storytelling, and talked about what she did in Jianzhou when she met people.

Si Tianjian's juniors and disciples cooperated and applauded loudly, praising Senior Brother Yang as unparalleled in the world.

Yang Qianhuan was very happy.

But as Xu Qi'an's deeds of redeeming himself in the Jiaofang Division of 8,000 taels reached Si Tianjian, Yang Qianhuan didn't like to tell stories, and in the past few days, the people of the Jiaofang Division saw a white shadow appear from time to time.

...........

After dinner, Xu Qi'an knocked on the door of the little brother's room and said, "Write me the living records of the first emperor that you have written down in the past few days." ”

Xu Xinnian drank the soothing soup and was about to rest, so he pushed and said, "Wait until I remember more." ”

"No, remember too much, you will sift through some details that you don't think are important, the last time I watched Yuanjing's living record, I noticed your problem. Xu Qi'an said unhappily.

"What's wrong with this?" Xu Erlang didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing.

"It doesn't matter if it's important, it's me who has the final say, not you. Xu Qi'an walked to the table, spread out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and urged:

"Hurry up, big brother will grind the ink for you personally. ”

Xu Xinnian was helpless, walked to the desk and sat down, picked up the pen and wrote, he has read a lot of the living records of the first emperor in the past few days, and they have all remembered in his mind.

If he writes it in a few days, he will indeed cut out some of the dialogues that he thinks are meaningless, otherwise it will be too much work.

But if he writes it now, he can restore what he wrote down as it is.

Half an hour later, Xu Erlang put down the brush, shook his hand gently, and pushed more than a dozen pieces of rice paper to the eldest brother: "Okay." ”

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