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Hu Yuanwai couldn't figure out Chen Tang's thoughts, he knew that Chen Tang was from Panzhou, and he was young and had a future when he entered Beijing.

But these are not worthy of Hu Yuan's attention and look at him differently, but he learned that his eldest lady had given a gift to Chen Tang.

This alone is enough for Hu Yuan to give Chen Tang the greatest convenience and help within the scope of his external ability.

Chen Tang's atmosphere is introverted, as if returning to the basics, on the surface, it is very confusing. If you don't see him make a move, you can't guess that he has a kung fu at all. However, the martial arts that Chen Tang currently mastered, in the eyes of people at the level of Hu Yuanwai, were actually nothing, and they were barely among the second-rate.

Chen Tang's biggest hole card and reliance, the embodiment of potential, lies in the qi of heaven and man, which is much more important than the sword box. After all, the sword box, in the strict sense of the word, is always a foreign object.

Hu Yuanwai didn't know the details of Chen Tang's cultivation, and he was worried that Chen Tang was playing with the copper seal, and if he was harmed by Yin Qi, it would be terrible.

His words and looks, not to mention the attitude of the eldest lady, that is, the second lady seems to be vicious, but she also feels very vague.

If Chen Tang has a problem here, Hu Yuanwai can be sure that he will not be able to escape the blame and will be punished.

So, he pulled Chen Tang aside, talked carefully, stated the stakes, and asked Chen Tang to cancel the idea of buying the copper seal.

Who knew that after listening to it, Chen Tang said casually: "I know, but this thing is useful to me." Outside of Hu Yuan, you can rest assured, no matter what, it is my own business. ”

As soon as he said this, Hu Yuanwai had no choice, and thought that Chen Tang lived in a Taoist temple and should have a relationship with those Taoist priests, in that case, he was indeed not afraid of the erosion of yin qi, so he said: "Okay, I'll go and pull the strings, and let Na Xin touch the gold and exchange the copper seal for you." ”

The two came to Xin Mojin again.

Xin Mojin glanced up and knew that Chen Tang was following the path of Hu Yuanwai, no wonder he was able to attend tonight's replacement party. However, he has always been withdrawn and unruly, and if he can't change to the right thing, even if he has face outside Hu Yuan, he won't give it.

"Brother Xin, what do you want to change for this copper seal?"

Hu Yuanwai asked.

Such gatherings are held irregularly, and gradually a circle is formed. The things that the participants took out were basically things that could not be seen or bought on the market. In other words, it goes beyond the scope of money transactions and is mainly about bartering. As for the measurement of specific value, there are its own standards. At the time of exchange, even if there is a difference, it is often not too much, and each can take what he needs.

Xin Mojin said in a deep voice: "It's not certain, but there are many treasures in Hu Yuanwai's hands, and if you want to exchange them, of course I welcome them." ”

Hu Yuanwai smiled: "Brother Xin, Ming people don't say secret words, your yin weapon is originally a mundane thing, but its original master, in an important position, often uses this thing, so it has official blessings on it, and it has value." ”

was broken by a word, Xin Mojin was not surprised, and said: "Yes, what I sell is this wisp of officialness." ”

Hu Yuanwai said: "The use of official gas is already narrow. Moreover, this thing was buried with the years, and it was contaminated with yin qi, which greatly reduced its value. ”

Xin touched the muscles on Jin's face twitched, of course he knew about these situations. He took out the copper seal, and no one cared about it for a long time, which in itself speaks for itself. The people who attended the meeting, whether they were monks or Taoists, or people in the martial arts, what did they want to do? Even if they were exchanged, they would give them to suitable relatives and friends for use.

"Hmph, outside Hu Yuan, Xin knows that you have a three-inch tongue, you are used to bargaining, and you are extremely skilled. Anyway, I just said a word, I can't change it to the right thing, I'd rather keep this seal. ”

Objects that contain official spirit are rare and have their own value. It's just that this seal is a yin vessel, it is not easy to see the light, and it is polluted by yin qi, and people on the way to the official road regard it as ominous, so they don't like it very much.

Hu Yuanwai seized this point and bargained.

At this time, Chen Tang opened his mouth and said, "Brother Xin, I have a painting here, I think it may be suitable for you, why not take a look?"

I want to change the copper seal, of course, I don't want to use anything other than Hu Yuan.

Xin Mojin glanced at him and asked, "Whose work is it?"

"I just didn't write it. ”

Chen Tang replied honestly.

Xin Mojin laughed, as if listening to a joke: "Scholar doesn't think that if you write a literary work, you can exchange this seal with me? ”

As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Hu Yuanwai, meaning something.

When the cultivation reaches a certain level, the general literary works have long been unable to meet the needs and have little value. The high-level literary works are not only as simple as "emotional blending", but also require the words and content to be in line with the characteristics of the exercises. For example, those who cultivate the Tao want the kind of artistic conception of being free in the world and doing nothing, and the fierce martial arts want the kind of poetry that kills the battlefield......

In this way, the requirements are demanding. You can't write it at all just by relying on your talent, you have to have experience and vicissitudes.

Chen Tang is really unoptimistic at his age.

Hu Yuanwai didn't care, and said with a smile: "Brother Xin, the words are here, why not?"

Chen Tang didn't speak, and directly handed over the scroll.

Xin touched Jin's brows, hesitated for a moment, and finally took it. As Hu Yuanwai said, look at what's the matter, don't even look at it, it's not easy to have a good face. He unfolded the scroll, and saw that the pen and ink on it were dripping, like iron painting silver hooks, and the words were full of spirit.

Good word!

Xin Mojin is not a scholar, but he is literate, and he is not ambiguous about the study of words. When I saw the word Chen Tang, I was immediately attracted, and then I contemplated it, felt the breath between the lines, and couldn't help but widen my eyes and show surprise, and couldn't help but read the words above: "Who grinds a round of flying mirrors? The jade dew is cold, and there is no wave in the autumn sky, and there is more clear light than the usual night, and there is no obstacle to the Guiying. Lao Tzu sang, in order to ask Chang'e, how about a good night, how about not getting drunk?"

This painting is said to be a word, but it actually belongs to a song. Simple and plain, without any sense of grace and elegance, there is a kind of arrogant artistic conception on the brush and ink. It is precisely this that makes Xin Mojin very moved. He is a martial artist, and he is not used to the set of literary crepe, and he does not pay attention to the rhythm of rhetoric, but he asks for a cool word and a happy one.

This poem "Laurel Order" is very enjoyable to read.

That tone ......

Xin Mojin couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Changed." ”

Hu Yuanwai said with a smile: "Brother Xin is really refreshing. ”

So, Xin Mojin took the scroll, and Chen Tang got the copper seal as he wished.

After the exchange was completed, Hu Yuanwai couldn't help but glance at the scroll in Xin Mojin's hand. He is very willing to buy this picture. But now it seems that it can only be missed.