It wasn't until noon that even the two sour shows around him opened, but still no one came to ask Gu Qing's words, and the two sour shows were a little proud, although you have good words, but you have no fame.

They can't help but miss the time when the country was founded, when there were so few talents, there was no such thing as poor talents, and now there are really too many readers, and even a wild boy with a white ding can write well.

It was only in the back that the two sour shows were lost, because no one cared about Gu Qing's words, and he was still not depressed at all, calm and indifferent.

In fact, Gu Qingzhen is not frustrated, no one buys his words, it is a loss for others, he needs money now, probably because he wants to change to a better place to live.

In the past, he felt that he was going to die soon, and it didn't matter where he lived, anyway, when the time came, he would change his identity, and he might be full of gold and jade.

Now it's different, his health is getting healthier, and it's already the seventh month, and all signs indicate that he should stay in this world for a long time.

In fact, he didn't want to die at all, especially after experiencing the kind of thing before, he would vomit when he thought about it.

When your health is getting worse and worse, no wealth and power can make up for that gap and discomfort, so Gu Qing has learned to be numb.

"I'm a little hungry. Gu Qing touched his stomach.

After packing up the word, the shops around him flashed by, the painting boat on the river, and the young scholars by the river came and went, Gu Qing walked into a street on the outskirts of the city, came to a tavern, and ordered a plate of fennel beans and a small cup of wine.

At this time, he is a little good at reading Xiaohong, and this eight cents is timely. He sells words to make money to save worry, because although he can do business, he needs to do a lot of preparatory work and have to deal with people, which he doesn't like very much.

It's just that he should have chosen the wrong place to sell words.

Gu Qing's mind drifted to the painting boat he had just passed, there were quite a lot of rich people on it, and it shouldn't be difficult to meet a few people who knew the goods.

How do you get there?

His clothes are a little shabby, and it is a little difficult to get on such a painting boat.

After eating, Gu Qing came to the river and stood under a willow, the weeping willow was like smoke, the scenery was picturesque, and Gu Qing looked at the scholars and businessmen who came and went, and his heart had nothing to do with Fengyue. He had some difficulties, whether to grab a set of clothes, since they were all robbed, why not just grab money and valuable accessories?

This should have been a difficult problem, Gu Qing didn't make a difficulty, he saw a man with a very thin body, he was definitely beaten.

The man's face was pale, and he looked as if his body had just been hollowed out, and if he touched him lightly, he fell.

Gu Qing slowly approached him, thinking that he had robbed him of something valuable, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to make a move, after all, he didn't know anything about Jiangcheng's channels for selling stolen goods.

By the way, he's not masked yet.

Seeing that he was less than a foot away from that person, suddenly a small hand patted Gu Qing on the shoulder.

Gu Qing turned around and looked over, silently withdrawing the hand that almost hit the other party's vital point, he said, "It's you." ”

This person is Xiaohong.

Xiaohong said: "Why are you not in the original place, I asked the two Xiucai around you, and they both said that they didn't know you, and they didn't know where you went." I looked for you for a long time, and I thought I would never find you again, so I came back here, but I didn't expect to see you. Don't you have no money?

She muttered a lot, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy.

Gu Qing came to his senses and said, "Are you doing things here?"

Xiaohong said: "Let's not talk about this for now, your note, my young lady read it, and she said that it was written very well." ”

Gu Qing grasped the key point and said, "Your young lady plans to buy my words?"

Xiaohong said: "My young lady has to look at your handwriting again before making a decision, and it may not be a hundred taels." ”

Gu Qing was a little disappointed, he wanted to say no. He doesn't like to be haggled.

But Xiaohong had already pulled Gu Qing's sleeve and walked forward.

Gu Qing remembered the fennel beans she had just eaten, and she still had a fragrant aftertaste, and it was not easy to refuse her.

He doesn't like to make friends, but he always remembers how good others are to him.

This painting boat is obviously different from the painting boat next to it, and it is purple all over, which is very expensive. As soon as Gu Qing came up, he silently calculated the value of the furnishings inside, some things should be antiques, as for the ornaments made of agarwood and rosewood, there are a lot of ornaments, and the calligraphy and paintings hung are not better than his, but they must be somewhat famous, the price is not low, the incense burner is purple, the paint painted on it is very expensive at a glance, and the skills are not ordinary, probably worse than him.

The owner of this room is the young lady in Xiaohong's mouth, she wears a veil and a very wide robe, she can't see her figure, and the aroma of fat powder on her body is very light, not pungent, and there is a feeling of being delicate and far-reaching.

The pair of eyes she showed were also very spiritual, not like the kind of woman who looked at her, like the moonlight in front of the window, which always embellished people's dreams.

It will also make people think of the clear spring in the mountain, sweet and pure, and a little smart.

She looked at Gu Qing curiously for a while, and then smiled, "You are so good-looking." ”

Gu Qing disagreed, and took out the words and said, "Buy it?"

The young lady immediately paid attention to the words and read softly: "Plum blossoms fall in May in Jiangcheng." ”

She chewed silently for a while before asking, "Is that all?"

Gu Qing nodded.

The young lady said with some pity: "If it is a poem, it is worth a few hundred taels, and now I only want to come up with twenty taels of silver." ”

Gu Qing shook his head and said, "One hundred taels." ”

The young lady said, "Your words are better than those words of a hundred taels, but you are not famous." And you're not dead. ”

Gu Qing was silent, he ignored one thing, the calligraphy and paintings of dead people and famous people are valuable. What's more, there is no gimmick in this painting at present.

He pondered for a while and replied, "I still have to get a hundred taels." ”

The young lady was a little surprised by Gu Qing's stubbornness and asked, "Why?"

Gu Qing said: "Because I wrote it." ”

He just didn't want to admit his mistake.

The young lady couldn't help but smile, and she said, "I can give a hundred taels." ”

Gu Qing looked at her as if he had seen a fool.

The young lady said: "But I have one condition, you teach me to write." ”

Gu Qing shook his head.

The young lady said: "Thirty taels of silver a month, including food and lodging." ”

Gu Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Fifty taels." ”

The young lady smiled and said, "Deal." ”

Gu Qing felt that he had met a fool, a very stupid kind. Red took him to his lodgings, which was a courtyard near the river.

There is also a large area of houses around, row upon row, and the people who live in this neighborhood obviously have some status.

However, on the way, Xiaohong also said some gossip to Gu Qing, that Miss was not the kind of girl Gu Qing thought, and the painting boat was just one of Miss's industries.

As for the specific origin of the young lady, Xiaohong didn't say clearly.

Gu Qing didn't ask.

In the next three days, Gu Qing didn't see that young lady, even Xiaohong was rare, but there were servants who delivered him meals regularly every day.

There was no one to restrict Gu Qing's movements, so Gu Qing went out to the river every day to hang out.

As for leaving, he didn't think about it, after all, he had food and shelter.