"It's been ten days, why hasn't it been over yet? There will be no more troubles within the ten days that I have promised? No, I'll go to Wang Poor'an!"

Gao Ming took Lu Luo together and rushed to the streets of the capital.

Most of the northern districts of the capital are mansions of noble officials, while the southern districts are mostly small courtyards of commoners. There are also some petty officials from poor families, as well as some poor adults, who also live in the southern district. There is no clear boundary between the southern and northern districts, but they are roughly bounded by the small river that runs from east to west in the middle of the city.

Prince Shin's Mansion is located, naturally in the North District. Where Wang Poor is located, it is naturally in the Southern District. The distance between them is not close, so it is wise to call the coachman in the upper house and take the car.

How did Gao Ming know this? The young man was also fast, so he didn't care at all. However, when he reached the door, Lu Luo had already personally driven a small and light carriage over.

Gao Ming turned over and got into the car and praised: "Lu Luo, you are really an all-rounder, and you can catch a car!"

Lu Luo smiled: "What's so difficult about this? When I was young, I went out with Miss to play crazy, sometimes I couldn't wait for the driver, and sometimes I had to secretly, so Miss and I drove the car by ourselves." Later, when we were older, we rode out, and it was fun!"

Gao Ming was a little envious: "You all played so high-end when you were young?"

Lu Luo said: "No, Miss was the king of children at that time, she can do anything." It's those who are four or five years older than her, and they have to be obedient when they see her!"

Gao Ming listened to it interestingly, and said again and again: "Is it?

Lu Luo said: "It's nothing, it's just that the young lady is more playful and bold, and the prince can't fight her." Hey, Childe, you go in and sit down, it's not safe outside. ”

Gao Ming said: "No, I'll just take a look outside and learn from you." Teach me!"

......

Gao Ming led Lu Luo to Wang Poor An's stall and shouted, "Brother Xiao An, don't come to harm?"

Wang Ran'an was holding a book in his hand and could see his mind, and when he heard Gao Ming's shouting, he raised his head: "Brother Gao Ming, please sit down ......."

It's a matter of habit. As soon as Wang Poor An turned around, where did he sit?

Gao Ming saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't sit anymore." Brother Xiao An, this time, little brother, I'm here to find fault!"

Wang Ranan smiled: "Oh, I don't know where the little brother offended the senior brother?"

Gao Ming shook his head and said, "Your calligraphy is useless." ”

Wang Qian'an asked, "What's the matter, the handwriting is not clear?"

Gao Ming said: "The calligraphy is naturally good. But do you remember what you said earlier, "You said that in ten days there will be no more trouble?"

Wang Ranan remembered it and said, "Remember, remember." What, it's useless?"

Gao Ming said, "Not really. ”

Wang Poor An asked: "Does Brother Gao insist on practicing calligraphy every day?"

Gao Ming replied: "Very diligent!"

Wang Poor An pondered: "This is a strange thing. Can I still look away?"

After thinking for a moment, Wang Qian'an took a piece of plain paper, cut off a piece, and drew a few strokes with a thin pen.

These strokes seem to be simple patterns, but they are extremely neat, symmetrical to each other, as precise as printed. It's hard to imagine that this was drawn casually by a person's hand, which shows the depth of Wang Ping'an's writing and painting skills.

Wang Qian'an greeted Gao Ming: "Senior brother, come and have a look." ”

Gao Ming stepped forward and exclaimed: "Brother Wang's skills are extraordinary, which is admirable." I don't know how to use it?"

Wang Ranan said: "Just look at it." ”

Gao Ming didn't understand: "Huh?"

Wang said: "It's like looking in a mirror. ”

Gao Ming looked at the pattern carefully, left and right, what to see?

Suddenly, looking at it, the plain paper with the pattern seemed to ripple like the surface of the water. And the pattern, as if floating on the surface of the water, gradually dissolves with the ripples of the water.

Wang Poor looked at it and said, "I know." Brother Gao Ming, did you have something evil placed around you when you slept?"

Gao Ming frowned and thought back, he didn't put anything.

Gao Ming patted the Xuantie ruler on his back and asked, "Is this thing counted?"

Wang Poor An said: "Hey, what is this?" ”

Gao Ming scratched his head, doesn't this count? This thing is quite evil, Cheng Ping has been tricked.

Gao Ming thought about it carefully, ah, understood.

Gao Ming asked, "Brother Wang, what will happen if you don't deal with it?"

Wang Poor replied: "It's okay, it's just that the remnants of the thought have been lingering for a long time." I'm afraid, I'm afraid, that evil thing has been around for a long time, and I am afraid that there will be disaster in the future. ”

Gao Ming thought for a while, and thanked him with a salute: "Thank you Brother Wang for your advice." ”

Wang Yuanan smiled: "Senior brother is polite. ”

Gao Ming asked, "Brother Wang, you must also be a cultivator, right?"

Wang replied, "Where." The father is tightly restrained, and he is not allowed to practice martial arts. ”

"That?" Gao Ming pointed to the pattern of the white paper just now. When I came back to my senses, the white paper pattern had returned to its original state.

Wang Ranan smiled: "That's just some records in the book. I don't have any hobbies, I just like to read books, write and draw. My father didn't let me get famous, so I collected some miscellaneous books to read, which was also quite interesting. ”

Gao Ming became interested: "If you don't cultivate the Tao, you also have such magical powers?"

Wang Ranan smiled a little shyly: "No." How can there be any supernatural powers, that is, I have read too many idle books, understood some truths, and knew a little about the ways of the predecessors. ”

Gao Ming patted the paper and said, "Brother Wang, teach the little brother, I'll do a few more orders of business for you!"

After hearing the words "doing more business", Wang Luo'an immediately didn't think about anything, and when he was excited, he agreed: "Okay!"

When he came to his senses, he smiled, scratched his head, and said, "My brother is going to enter the Beijing Normal School, why bother to learn these small ways with me." ”

Gao Ming said: "I can understand what Senior Sister said before. Brother, you are a genius! The return of the academy, you have a unique style of learning!"

Wang Qian'an smiled: "Brother Gao praised it." This, about this matter, I hope that the senior brother will keep it secret. After all, if it reached my father's ears, I felt a little uneasy. ”

Gao Ming promised: "Naturally, Brother Wang, don't worry." ”

Subsequently, the two talked more and more happily. After a long time, Gao Ming said goodbye and left.

Wang Dian reminded behind him: "Remember to deal with that evil thing as soon as possible. ”

Gao Ming turned his head and smiled: "Got it, thank you Brother Wang for reminding me." ”

Wang Poor watched Gao Ming leave, and his heart was a little warm. The county lord has a good eye, and this son is also a good person.

What he didn't know was that Gao Ming didn't plan to deal with anything vicious. Because, that's his dear nephew.

Seeing Gao Ming leaving, Wang Poor An continued to sit back on the small bench, picked up the previous book, and indulged in the book.

I don't know how long later, a horse-drawn carriage came and stopped not far from the stall.

The carriage was ordinary, not very luxurious, but the horses pulling it were handsome and extraordinary.

Wang Ranan was awakened by the neighing of cars and horses, and looked up. I saw a person getting down and down the carriage, dressed in plain clothes, dressed plainly, like an old man with assets.

Wang Poor An was shocked: "Father!"

There were people coming and going on the streets, but no one would have thought that this low-key and simple little old man was actually the biggest celebrity around the emperor, Lord Wang Hanlin, who walked in the south study.

Wang Poor An hurriedly put down the book in his hand. glanced at the cover of the book, and quickly picked it up and stuffed it under the bookstall to hide it.

Wang Ran'an quickly stood up to greet him, his palms were full of sweat, and he quietly wiped and wiped the clothes on his side. The two hands were in front of and behind them, and they didn't know where to place them.

Wang Hanlin got out of the car with the support of the coachman and walked to Wang Qian'an's stall.

"Father, why are you here?" asked Wang Qian'an, standing solemnly aside.

Wang Hanlin glanced left and right at the small stall, nodded, and asked, "How is the business?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Wang was a little apprehensive and a little overwhelmed.

"Fukang, get some silver for the young master. Lord Wang Hanlin instructed the chauffeur who accompanied him.

Wang Ran'an hurriedly said, "No need......"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Hanlin: "Take it." ”

By this time, the coachman had gone to the cart to get the money, and walked briskly.

The coachman handed the burden of silver to Wang Ran'an with both hands, and Wang Ran'an hurriedly went to pick it up, but he didn't expect the silver to be unexpectedly heavy. Fortunately, the coachman was considerate and slowly let go, so that he would not be caught off guard and fall the silver to the ground.

Wang Ranan stood respectfully aside with the silver in his arms, waiting for Lord Hanlin to speak. The silver is very heavy, he is a weak scholar, and it is a little difficult to hold it.

Wang Hanlin said: "In the future, someone will send some silver every month, and you can accept it." ”

Wang Qian'an didn't understand what was wrong, he gave himself silver, this is the first time in many years, and there will be it every month in the future?

Wang Luoan didn't know how to answer for a while, but looked at Wang Hanlin with some anxiety and puzzlement.

Wang Hanlin half explained, half sighed and said: "For my father, I'm old." ”

Wang Hanlin was actually only in his forties, only slightly older than the emperor. But he did get old, and the hair on his temples under his crown and hat was frost-white.

Wang Qian'an looked at this strangest and closest person with complicated eyes.

Wang Hanlin didn't look at him, just looked around at the calligraphy and paintings hanging around him one by one.

Wang Hanlin said: "You are a little talented, I hope you don't blame me." ”

Wang Ran'an said respectfully: "The child doesn't dare. ”

Wang Hanlin shook his head: "I'm not afraid that you dare to ......"

But he didn't finish his words.

Wang Hanlin asked Wang Qian'an: "How is the new friend?"

Wang Qian'an asked, "Father refers to?"

Wang Hanlin said: "It's the new young talent from the Xinwang Mansion. ”

Wang Qian'an didn't know what his father meant, so he didn't dare to speak for a while.

Wang Hanlin comforted: "It's okay, it's good." That son is the same as the county lord, but it doesn't hurt you to make friends. ”

Wang Poor was taken aback, and asked cautiously, "Father, do you know everything?"

Wang Hanlin smiled: "What do I not know. ”

Wang Hanlin looked at the distant sky, took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "It's okay for you to be a gentleman's friend, but you must not interfere in any court or school affairs, do you understand?"

Wang Yuanan nodded hurriedly: "The child understands." ”

"Hmm. Wang Hanlin nodded with satisfaction and admonished: "The silver should be spent, if it is not enough to give a letter, someone will come to send it, don't neglect your friends." ”

"The boy knows. ”

Wang Hanlin stretched out his hand and seemed to point to the calligraphy and paintings on these stalls, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

In the end, Wang Hanlin said flatly: "It's not bad. Let's go. ”

After saying that, he turned around and got into the car.

Wang Poor stood with his hands down behind him: "Congratulations to my father." ”